thefictionvixens #1790 - The bad guests came to the door, shameless old and middle-aged people
#1790 - The bad guests came to the door, shameless old and middle-aged people
Huang Ling and Song Ying were washing vegetables and cooking in the kitchen behind the courtyard.
Zhou Chen and his family are coming back today, and they had already informed each other in advance, so the two of them went out to buy groceries early in the morning, bought a lot and brought back, and agreed that the two families would have lunch together at noon. Now is the busy time.
"Sister Ling, did Tunan and Tusi say what time they would be home?"
"He didn't say what time, but he said he would be back before lunch, so it should be before twelve o'clock."
Huang Ling chopped the meat quickly, while Song Ying was picking and washing vegetables. Although they were talking, they did not delay the work at all.
"It's great that the children go to school in the same city. It's much more convenient for them to come back and go together."
Song Ying was very happy that her son was admitted to Shanghai Jiaotong University. He and Zhou Chen were in the same city and could take care of each other. If Lin Dongzhe was admitted to another city, she would have more things to worry about.
"Tunan and Tuxi will graduate from graduate school this year, right? Sister Ling, will they stay in Shanghai or return to Suzhou?"
Huang Ling said: "Tunan told me that he is now helping out at the Design Institute. When he graduates from graduate school, he will go directly to work at the Design Institute. The Design Institute is affiliated with Tongji University, so it can help with the household registration problem."
"That's great. Tunan has been a worry-free kid since he was young. His studies and work have been going smoothly. That's great. What about Tusi?"
"Tusi said that the leaders of their school strongly invited him to stay on to teach and that he could directly study for a doctorate. He agreed and will be a teacher at Fudan in the second half of the year."
"Tsk tsk, Tusi is the best kid no matter where he goes. His school leaders have good vision."
Zhou Chen has created quite a few miracles over the years, so this kind of work that is particularly good in the eyes of ordinary people seems mediocre in Song Ying's eyes.
For a famous author of domestic and international bestsellers, isn't it easy to be a university teacher?
"Xiaoting and Dongzhe will graduate next year. Xiaoting is fine, don't worry about her. But that naughty boy in our family is really driving me crazy."
Huang Ling was about to say a few words of comfort when there was a sudden noise outside, one wave after another. Even though they were in the kitchen, they could hear the noise.
"What's going on outside?"
"I don't know, who cares."
The two continued cooking and had no intention of going out to join in the fun, but even though they didn't go, the fun came to them.
"Sister Ling, Sister Ling, your son is back. He's driving a car."
Huang Ling looked at Zhang A-mei who was rushing over and threw the knife in her hand onto the chopping board: "Are Tunan and Tusi back?"
Zhang A-mei said excitedly, "He's back. Not only is he back, he's back in a car. I heard from Yiming that the car Tuxi bought is worth tens of thousands of dollars."
Song Ying asked in surprise: "Sister Ling, did Tuxi buy a car?"
Huang Ling looked bewildered: "I don't know. You know this kid, I don't care much about him. He installed a telephone, bought a motorcycle, a TV, furniture, etc. before, but he didn't tell me. He just bought them directly. I don't know whether he bought a car this time."
"Then what are you waiting for? They are outside, and the car is outside too. Let's go check it out."
Zhang A'mei pulled Huang Ling and was about to run out. Song Ying didn't bother to prepare the dishes. She quickly wiped her hands on her apron and followed them.
As soon as they ran to the entrance of the alley, they saw a group of people gathered together. Zhou Chen and his friends were among them, but most of them were looking at the brand new black sedan.
"Tunan, Tuxi, Xiaoting."
"Lin Dongzhe."
Huang Ling and Song Ying squeezed into the crowd and walked towards their children happily.
"mom."
"Mom, we're back."
Zhou Chen and the other three also responded with joy. After a few words, Huang Ling and Song Ying looked at the car Zhou Chen bought. However, they did not make a fuss like the others. They just looked at it for a few seconds and then took them home.
They happily brought the children home, said a few words to them, and then Huang Ling and Song Ying hurried to the kitchen to cook.
After Lin Wufeng and Zhuang Chaoying came back, they went to see Zhou Chen's new car together. Lin Wufeng felt that Zhou Chen was becoming more and more capable, while Zhuang Chaoying had a complicated expression.
It's a good thing that his son is capable, but he feels very uncomfortable when this capable son is not close to him at all.
After so many years, even if their relationship was not good, he had to admit that Zhou Chen's current achievements were not his credit. However, because of Zhou Chen's achievements, he was respected and envied time and time again. So Zhou Chen did not benefit from his glory, but he benefited from Zhou Chen's glory.
The TV, telephone, bicycle, motorcycle, and even the current car in the house were all earned by Zhou Chen himself. They have nothing to do with him. Instead, he is the one who enjoys them.
All kinds of complicated emotions surged into his heart, making Zhuang Chaoying very uncomfortable and speechless.
This Spring Festival, Zhou Chen and Huang Ling still did not go to Zhuang's family to celebrate the New Year. Even though Huang Ling persuaded him, Zhou Chen did not listen.
After so many years, Zhuang Chaoying gradually got used to it. He knew that no matter how angry he was, it was useless because his youngest son would not listen to him. So he simply ignored him and didn't have to be so angry.
In the end, Zhuang Chaoying took Zhuang Tunan, Zhuang Xiaoting and Xiang Pengfei there to have the New Year's Eve dinner.
What Zhou Chen didn't expect was that he didn't go there. On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the old couple of the Zhuang family brought Zhuang Chaoying's family of four to their house together.
Not only Huang Ling was confused, even Zhuang Chaoying was confused, because he didn't know they would come today. They had just had dinner last night and didn't mention this matter at all. They didn't even say hello, but they all came early in the morning on New Year's Day.
"Dad, Mom, why are you here without telling me in advance?"
Zhuang Chaoying went to greet them immediately and then led them into the house. Huang Ling stood aside without saying a word. The old couple of the Zhuang family, who had always been very stubborn, saw Huang Ling's attitude and this time they said nothing but smiled abnormally.
But Huang Ling had already recognized who they were, so their abnormal behavior made her even more alert, because this family would not come to their house without a reason. The fact that the old couple brought their youngest son and his family to their house meant that they must have come prepared, and who knows what bad ideas they had.
So Huang Ling certainly wouldn't be in a good mood.
At noon on the first day of the Lunar New Year, the Zhuang and Lin families had agreed to have a meal together to celebrate, but when Zhuang's father and his family arrived, it was obviously impossible to have dinner together. Song Ying hurriedly pulled Lin Dongzhe back home, but she pricked up her ears next door, listening to the noise from the Zhuang family.
"As parents, do we need to tell them in advance when we come to see our son and grandchildren?"
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Granny Zhuang had a smile on her face, trying hard to make her smile look kind and benevolent.
"Tunan, Tuxi, Xiaoting, Pengfei, come here, grandma is giving you red envelopes."
Zhuang Tunan and his companions could hardly believe their ears. When would it be their turn to receive such a good thing as red envelopes?
Zhou Chen stood still, and Zhuang Xiaoting stood behind him also without moving. It was Zhuang Tunan who twitched his mouth, walked forward, forced a smile, and took a red envelope.
"Thank you, Daddy, Grandma."
Xiang Pengfei also smiled, walked forward and held out his hand: "Grandpa, grandma, I'll take the red envelopes for Tuxi and Xiaoting."
When Grandma Zhuang saw that Zhou Chen and Zhuang Xiaoting didn't come over, her face froze for a moment, but she quickly recovered and gave all three red envelopes to Xiang Pengfei.
Xiang Pengfei stepped back and handed the red envelopes to Zhou Chen and Zhuang Xiaoting. Zhou Chen didn't take it, but just said, "Xiaoting, keep it." Only then did Zhuang Xiaoting take it.
Everyone sat down, but no one poured tea because Huang Ling had already returned to the inner room and sat down beside the bed, with no intention of coming over to talk.
Zhuang Chaoying could only tell Zhuang Tunan and Zhuang Xiaoting, "Tunan, Xiaoting, go pour tea for dad, grandma, uncle and aunt."
Father Zhuang held the teacup and looked at Zhou Chen with the attitude of an elder.
"Tusi, that car outside is yours, right? Not bad, you have made it. You can drive a car that only big leaders can ride. You are worthy of being our family's offspring. You have made it. Very good."
Zhou Chen was too lazy to pay attention to him, and Zhuang Chaoying smiled and said, "Dad is right. No matter how promising this child is, he is still our Zhuang family's child and your grandson."
Father Zhuang raised his head proudly, smiled and took a sip of tea.
At this time, Zhuang Ganmei's wife suddenly said, "We have never ridden in such a nice car in our lives. Tusi, it's still early, why don't you drive us out for a ride? Let us take advantage of your kindness."
Zhuang Chaoying felt very proud and immediately responded, "No problem, I'll let Tusi..."
“No more gas.”
Zhuang Chaoying's expression froze instantly when he was interrupted by Zhou Chen, and he turned his head away.
"Didn't you drive out yesterday? How come you ran out of gas so soon? If you run out, you can go and refill it. I think there's a gas station next to the cotton mill. I'll pay you how much it costs to refill it."
Zhou Chen replied coldly: "I didn't get enough rest last night. I was too tired."
Zhuang Chaoying showed dissatisfaction, and the old couple of the Zhuang family also looked stiff. However, Zhuang Ganmei's wife said again: "It's okay, Tuxi, if you are tired, you can sit next to you and tell Zhendong to drive. Zhendong is very smart and can learn it easily. He will have no problem driving a car and being a driver."
Zhuang Zhendong straightened his chest and said loudly, "Tuxi, I can drive. When I was in technical secondary school, I drove a tractor at a classmate's house. Even if cars and tractors are different, they are not much different. It's just the steering wheel and accelerator. You teach me, I'm sure there will be no problem. I'll take my dad and grandma for a ride."
Hearing their grandson say this, Grandpa and Grandma Zhuang both performed Sichuan opera face changing and revealed gratified smiles.
But Zhou Chen glanced at Zhuang Zhendong and said, "You are so shameless. You really inherited this shamelessness from Zhuang Ganmei and Zhuang's father."
Now even Zhuang Chaoying showed his dissatisfaction. He was dissatisfied with Zhou Chen's attitude, but Zhou Chen was his son after all, and that Jetta was also his son's car. It was a car worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, and you, a person who had only driven a tractor and had no driver's license, had the nerve to drive this car.
Do you understand what I mean?
"Zhendong, actually driving a car is different from driving a tractor. You need a driver's license to drive. It's impossible to drive without a driver's license."
But this made Zhuang's father unhappy. He raised his voice and said, "How can it be different? If you can drive a tractor well, you can drive a car well. As for the driver's license, what is the use of it? We are not going to drive far, just for a ride, who cares?"
"Boss, Zhendong is your nephew. It's just a car, isn't it? Why are you reluctant to let him drive it? Is there anyone who is as good as you are to your uncle?"
"Dad, that's not what I meant. I was thinking about safety. Zhendong doesn't have a driver's license and has never driven a car. What if something goes wrong..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhuang Ganmei started to yell in dissatisfaction: "Brother, it's New Year's Day, and it's really unlucky for you to say that. It's just a car, we don't want yours, we just want to take a ride. We are a family, you won't agree to such a small thing, don't you have any family affection at all?"