In the Qingzhou area, the Zhuo family is ranked on the third level of the family ladder. It is also considered a famous family in Qingzhou and has quite a reputation.
The Zhuo family was originally a remote mountain village in Qingzhou. Later, Zhuo Bufan's grandfather came out to work and laid some foundations. Then encountered the impact of the economic trend of reform and opening up, and finally established a firm foothold in Qingzhou and developed for about sixty years.
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On a rural concrete road connecting the highway in Lizhi Town, a white Audi sped towards a separate two-story building.
After her mother returned to the Zhuo family, she did not live in the high-class family of the Zhuo family. Instead, she chose to move out and live alone in the countryside, raising some chickens and ducks, planting some fruits, and living a quiet life.
The car was parked outside. Zi Qin turned to the back of the car and opened the trunk. He took out several large gift boxes, clothes, shoes, cosmetics, and supplements. Zhuo Bufan did not expect that Zi Qin had already prepared gifts. He
It was a bit careless, and I only prepared a bracelet that I made myself to give to my mother.
"Help me carry a few bags." Ye Ziqin took a few bags and handed them to Zhuo Bufan. Zhuo Bufan said, "I didn't expect you to prepare so many gifts?"
"You think we women are as careless as you men." Ye Ziqin smiled lightly and walked into the courtyard with her hands full of gifts.
Zhuo Bufan followed behind her, his heart beating suddenly faster. There was a grape trellis set up in the yard, with a fish tank underneath. There were two swimming goldfish in it. There was also a flowerbed next to it, with a few flowers planted in bloom.
Gorgeous little flowers.
"Mom, I'm back." Zhuo Bufan opened his voice, but his voice suddenly choked up.
Ye Ziqin glanced at Zhuo Bufan in surprise and frowned. They hadn't seen each other for three months, and it wasn't three years before they returned home. Why were they so excited? Zhuo Bufan was the only one who knew clearly that this meeting was three months ago.
The first meeting after a hundred years.
"Xiaofan is back." A very familiar voice with a touch of softness rang out. A middle-aged woman walked out of the living room. She was thin and small, her hair was tied on top of her head, there were some wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and she smiled extraordinarily.
She is brilliant and looks like an ordinary woman.
Zhuo Bufan's eyes were red, he held back his tear ducts that were about to burst, and tried to calm down his mood.
Zhou Biyu was naturally happy when she saw her son, but she hurriedly walked to Ye Ziqin and complained: "Xiaofan, you don't know how to help Ye Ziqin, you are a man now and you don't even know how to take care of your wife.
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"Auntie." Ye Ziqin looked at Zhou Biyu and shouted with a faint blush on her face.
"You're still calling me auntie." Zhou Biyu looked slightly unhappy. The blush on Ye Ziqin's pretty face deepened, and she said in a weak voice: "Mom."
"Hey, that's right. Let's go in and sit with mom." Zhou Biyu took Ye Ziqin's wrist and walked directly towards the living room.
Zhuo Bufan was extremely depressed. He hadn't seen his mother in three hundred years. Why did he leave his biological son aside? He smiled bitterly and shook his head. They walked into the living room together. They found some simple furniture.
The sofa, TV cabinet and TV were all cleaned.
Zhou Biyu put the gifts bought by Ye Ziqin on the cabinet, smiling and complaining: "I'll just come back when I come back. I bought so many things, and I'm not visiting a relative's house."
"This is a little thought from Xiaofan and me. Auntie, how about you try this dress? I also bought you some Chanel cosmetics and some sea cucumbers and angelica. You can get some for yourself when you have time to replenish your body."
Ye Ziqin sat next to Zhou Biyu and said with a smile.
Zhou Biyu looked at the tags on the clothes and cosmetics and frowned: "A set of skirts actually costs 10,000 yuan. It's too expensive. I can't have it..."
Zhuo Bufan felt a little sad. His mother had been used to hard times all her life. Some of the clothes she used to wear were given to her by her aunt, but she couldn't bear to wear them.
"Mom, the clothes Ye Zi bought for you were her intention. If you don't want them, it would be very troublesome for her to return them." Zhuo Bufan spoke up to help.
Zhou Biyu finally accepted the new skirt and said, "Don't buy such expensive things next time."
Ye Ziqin stood up and said: "Aunt...Mom...I'll go to the kitchen and help you make some food. You and Xiaofan can chat."
The two of them had not seen each other for three months. They must have a lot to talk about. Ye Ziqin did not bother the two of them and took the initiative to go to the kitchen.
Zhuo Bufan looked at his mother, who already had crow's feet on her temples and eyes, and said with a solemn look on her face: "Mom, I won't let you down again when I come back this time."
Zhou Biyu, who was gesturing with her new skirt on her body, heard her son's words, looked at his strange look, frowned, and said in a stern tone: "Did you fail in the college entrance examination? Are you afraid that I will scold you?"
"Mom, where are you thinking? I performed very well in this college entrance examination, no problem." Zhuo Bufan said helplessly.
"You, you." Zhou Biyu looked at his son and tapped his forehead with her finger. Although she was a little bit blaming, her eyes were full of love. He knew about his son's achievements.
Ever since the incident between him and Chen Qingai became known to the whole school in junior high school, Zhuo Bufan, who had always been among the best in academic performance, became depressed. His grades in high school dropped sharply and he ranked at the bottom of the school. However, Zhou Biyu did not blame him. Zhuo Bufan now said
Zhou Biyu only thought that he was comforting herself because of her good grades in the college entrance examination.
Zhou Biyu put down the skirt in her hand, looked at Zhuo Bufan with some guilt and said: "Xiaofan, if my mother hadn't been so incompetent and the incident that caused you and Xiao Ai to come to school, your grades wouldn't have declined so quickly...
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"Mom, please stop talking. I have let go of the past. How about we live our lives in the future?" Zhuo Bufan had a sunny smile on his face.
When Zhou Biyu came back this time, she looked at the familiar son in front of her and felt that there was something else in Zhuo Bufan. She didn't know what it was.
"Now that you've let it go, live a good life with Ye Zi in the future. When you go to college, you can put the matter of having children on the agenda so that your mother can have her grandson long ago." Zhou Biyu's mind changed.
Zhuo Bufan smiled bitterly: "Mom, I..."
At this moment, three men with tattoos on their arms and big gold chains suddenly came outside the courtyard of their home. They walked in cursing:
"Smelly Sanba, hurry up and pay us the rent, otherwise I will burn your house down." A man with dyed yellow hair cursed and shouted.
Zhou Biyu suddenly had a hint of panic on her face, but she still said with a smile on her face: "Xiaofan, you go to the kitchen to help Ye Zi. Mom goes out to see if everything is okay."
Zhuo Bufan looked at the three men standing in the yard. They were all in their early thirties. Their eyes exuded endless coldness. He clenched his fists hard. In this life, whoever dares to insult his mother will have only one result: he will be killed without mercy.