After finishing the meal, Lin Zhiming's uncle did not show up.
"What am I talking about? He is either making money or on his way to make money. He can't remember anything except money. If you say he really made a lot of money, that doesn't mean anything.
, the key is that I have never lived the life of a rich second generation since I was a child, so I just watched him work around." Meng Zijun sat on the sofa, gnawing on an apple and commenting on his father.
It can be seen that Meng Zijun is very dissatisfied with his father.
"Didn't your dad plan for you to study abroad in the future? You are in your senior year of high school this year and will take the college entrance examination soon. Do you think how many people in your class are already preparing to go abroad? Going abroad costs a lot of money." Gao Xuan
With that said, he handed the peeled apple to Lin Zhiming.
"Thank you, grandma." Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
"If you ask me, it is better to study at home. What should I study abroad? It is purely Western stuff. The most important thing is that you will be influenced by Western values abroad. Don't end up immigrating and becoming a foreigner. Then
Our Meng family cannot afford to lose this person." Meng Qiwen said seriously.
"Tell my dad about this. I don't want to study abroad. It's great to be at home. I just met a cousin and gave me a watch. No one loved me so much before!" Meng Zijun said,
After shaking the watch in his hand, it was obvious that he quite liked the watch given by Lin Zhiming.
"If you like it, I'll give you a few dollars later." Lin Zhiming smiled.
"One watch is enough to tell the time. Why do you need so many? Comparing each other? That's not okay!" Meng Qiwen shook his head.
"Cousin, you are so kind to me!" Meng Zijun said with a smile.
"It should!" Lin Zhiming nodded.
"I'll go out first." Meng Zijun finished the apple in his hand in two or two bites, then stood up and left.
"Have you done your homework?" Meng Qiwen asked.
"It's done, it's done, today is New Year's Day, don't mention that disappointing thing." Meng Zijun's voice sounded, and the person had disappeared.
"You're already in your senior year of high school, and you haven't even started working properly yet. It's all because of you!" Meng Qiwen said angrily.
"Am I spoiled? You love this grandson more than anyone else, and you still say that I am spoiled?" Gao Xuan asked with eyes wide open.
"Okay, okay, I'm used to it... give your money-minded son a call. If he doesn't come back, we'll go on our own," Meng Qiwen said.
"You don't even want to make a phone call. No wonder your son doesn't kiss you." Gao Xuan said as she picked up the phone and walked aside.
After a while, Gao Xuan came back.
"Your son is on his way here." Gao Xuan said.
"I think about making money every day, but there are so many more important things in this world than money!" Meng Qiwen said dissatisfied.
About ten minutes later, a middle-aged fat man opened the door and walked in.
This fat man was wearing a business suit, his hair was combed and shiny, he had a Hermès belt tied around his waist, and a Cartier business watch in his hand. He looked quite stylish.
"You're back, I know, this is your uncle!" Gao Xuan pointed at the fat man and said.
"Hello, uncle!" Lin Zhiming nodded. His uncle's name is Meng Guangsha, and he is the younger brother of his mother, Meng Ning. He knew this before he came here.
"You know your destiny! You have grown so big!" Meng Guangsha walked up to Lin Zhiming with a smile on his face, patted Lin Zhiming's shoulder and said, "You and your mother look so much like each other, they are almost the same mold.
"
Lin Zhiming smiled and scratched his head and said, "Uncle, you are just as fat as mom said."
"What you said, uncle, I am rich... Today is the first time you go back to your mother's family. I will give you a big red envelope!" Meng Guangsha said, taking out a red envelope from the bag in his hand and handing it to Lin
Knowing destiny.
"There's no need for that, uncle, I'm not a child anymore!" Lin Zhiming declined.
"Here, it's just the New Year's money you've received over the years. I'm nearly ten years younger than your mother. It was your mother who almost brought me up back then. I only have respect for your mother in my heart. It's a pity that she passed away too soon."
It’s early.” Meng Guangsha sighed.
Lin Zhiming took the red envelope. The red envelope was very thick, probably worth five thousand, which was considered a big red envelope.
Meng Guangsha next to him was about to say something when his cell phone suddenly rang.
"Sorry, pick up the phone!" Meng Guangsha walked aside with his cell phone.
"Your uncle is busy all day long." Gao Xuan said.
"It's good. It's better to have your own career than to work on your boss at home, isn't it?" Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
"If it's really that piece of material, your uncle is actually not a businessman, he just likes to do it. Over the years, he has sold building materials, engaged in agricultural products, and also done direct sales. He only earned a salary in the first two years.
When I started making clothes, things were better back then and I made some small profits, but this year the clothing business is not doing well anymore, and the factory hasn’t started working for who knows how long!” Gao Xuan said.
"Why are you telling your child this?" Meng Qiwen asked with a straight face.
"Can't we just chat? We are all one family." Gao Xuan rolled her eyes at Meng Qiwen.
At this time, Meng Guangsha came back.
"I have a card game this afternoon. It's very important. Why don't we get it done quickly?" Meng Guangsha asked.
"Let's go, let's see how anxious you are. We are going to pay homage to your sister. What's more important than this?" Meng Qiwen asked angrily.
"Isn't there nothing I can do? The last time I sent a batch of goods to someone, they couldn't get the payment, so why don't I take good care of their people? Otherwise, what will I get if you delay the payment until the end of the year?
Money is used to pay wages to workers?" Meng Guangsha said helplessly.
"Come on, let's go, you two, stop arguing, Zhi Ming is here!" Gao Xuan said.
"Humph!" Meng Qiwen snorted coldly, stood up and walked out the door.
Lin Zhiming quickly followed.
The family walked out of the house one after another and came downstairs.
As soon as he arrived downstairs, Meng Zijun walked over from the side holding a bouquet of chrysanthemums.
"Why are you buying flowers?" Gao Xuan asked.
"Aren't you going to see your aunt? Grandma, you said that my aunt likes chrysanthemums the most, so I went to buy a bunch for her." Meng Zijun said with a smile.
"Look at your son, he is much more conscientious than you!" Meng Qiwen said to Meng Guangsha.
Meng Guangsha smiled helplessly and said nothing more.
Because of the large number of people, Lin Zhiming and the others drove two cars, one was Lin Zhiming's Passat, and the other was Meng Guangsha's Audi A6.
Meng Zijun didn't seem to have a very good relationship with Meng Guangsha, so he didn't take his father's car and chose to sit with Lin Zhiming.
"Cousin, what are you doing in Strait City?" Meng Zijun asked.
"Didn't grandpa tell you?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"No... we can't talk about your affairs at home. As time goes by, no one really mentions it." Meng Zijun shook his head.
"We are doing some business in Strait City, a small business." Lin Zhiming said.
"Oh, are you married?" Meng Zijun asked again.
"Well, we're married." Lin Zhiming nodded.
"That's great. Is this your first love?" Meng Zijun asked.
"Are you that gossipy?" Lin Zhiming laughed.
"You're curious!" Meng Zijun scratched his head and said, "Cousin, you are so handsome, you must have many girlfriends."
"My wife is my first love. I have never had any girlfriends. I married your sister-in-law not long after graduating from college." Lin Zhiming said.
"That's great." Meng Zijun nodded.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Yes." Meng Zijun smiled sheepishly.
"Then you must like her very much, right?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Well, yes, hehe." Meng Zijun became even more embarrassed.
"Is he your classmate?" Dong Jian asked from the side.
"Well, my classmate is so beautiful. She is the beauty of our class." Meng Zijun said proudly.
"Then you have to show me when you have the chance!" Lin Zhiming said.
"Let's talk about this later. You have to keep this matter a secret! Grandpa doesn't allow me to fall in love." Meng Zijun warned.
"Yeah!" Lin Zhiming smiled and nodded. He felt that Meng Zijun was a pretty good kid. He even knew how to bring his mother's favorite chrysanthemums when he went to pay homage to his mother. This kind of heart was not something ordinary people could have.
The family came to the cemetery and found Meng Ning's grave.
The cemetery is relatively clean, and it can be seen that someone has taken care of it.
After Lin Zhiming and others arranged the memorial items, Meng Qiwen stood in front of the tombstone and said, "Xiao Ning, twenty years have passed, and your son is finally here to see you. Your son Zhiming is living a pretty good life now.
You are a very energetic person, and I am happy for you, Dad. If you can hear me, tell Dad a dream at night. Dad has not dreamed about you for a long time."
After saying this, Meng Qiwen sighed and walked to the side.
Lin Zhiming walked to the tombstone and looked at his mother's photo on the tombstone.
The photo is a little blurry, but his mother's appearance can still be seen clearly.
Meng Ning is a very intellectual girl, not very beautiful, but she is unforgettable after seeing her.
"Mom." Lin Zhiming called out to the tombstone, then raised three sticks of incense above his head with both hands and knelt down in front of the tombstone.
"Mom, my son is back to see you." Lin Zhiming said, bending down and kowtow three times.
"I have done everything I need to do. I think if you know better, I should be able to rest in peace. I am living a good life now. I have a wife who loves me and a lovely child. Although he is adopted, he is...
Just like my own children."
"Mom, starting from this year, I will come back to see you once every year. Without you, there would be no me in this world. Thank you for giving me life and the hope of continuing to live."
"I will definitely live well, and I will also take good care of my grandparents. Don't worry down there. If you see my father, tell him that I have not embarrassed him."
After saying this, Lin Zhiming placed three sticks of incense in front of the tombstone.
Gao Xuan squatted aside, burning paper money and wiping tears while mumbling something.
Meng Guangsha was very busy. He was standing not far away with his mobile phone and kept talking.
Lin Zhiming stood up and walked aside. Meng Zijun stood on the tombstone holding the chrysanthemum, bowed three times, and then placed the chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone.
Meng Guangsha finally finished the phone call and came over, lit three sticks of incense and placed them in front of the tombstone without saying anything.
Then it was Dong Jian's turn. Dong Jian seriously lit three incense sticks. After bowing three times, he carefully inserted the three incense sticks.
The memorial ceremony ends here.
Gao Xuan burned the paper money and stood up. Just as he was about to say something, a sudden feeling of dizziness came over him, and Gao Xuan fell directly to the side.