Fresh wife is amazing

Chapter 100 Shoulder to shoulder the mortal world, fist to grasp the original intention

Alas, the price of pretense.

Yang Fan said helplessly: "Not only her money and power, but also people I like."

Mother Yang, who was holding the gift bag in both hands, immediately freed up one hand and slapped Yang Fan on the back of the head: "Tell us first, how old is your leader? Let's say it first, don't expect to get me and your father if you are over [-] years old. blessing of."

My son is only 23, and it is acceptable for the two elders to find someone who is 27 or [-].

There is a saying that the female junior holds gold bricks, and the female senior is the mother of the fifth competition.

Although there are many elements of self-comfort and self-deception, there is still a little bit of truth.

No matter how big it is, it doesn't make sense.

The two elders did not want their son to sell his soul and body in exchange for a superior material life.

In the past few months, the Yang family has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The money that my son sends back every month is [-] yuan, and the family's debts are all paid off.

The two elders have asked Yang Fan many times, no matter how good the TV station's work is, it can't have so much salary.

Yang Fan said that he can write songs and scripts, and he will also give good programs to TV stations...

Dad Yang said, when you were born, we all know how much you are, and you speak human words.

That's why Yang Fan didn't tell Liu Yueyue that he would write songs at first, but told Liu Qianqian that he would write scripts.

In the end, Yang Fan told his parents that he had won [-] in the lottery, and he was afraid that they would not believe it, so he sent it home in installments.

The two elders temporarily believed.

Seeing this today, they don't believe it again.

"The leader's age, he should be 25 or [-] this year." Yang Fan said uncertainly.

After a girl turned 20, her age began to become an inviolable privacy. Naturally, Yang Fan would not have nothing to do to ask Aunt Thirteen how old she is.

"So rich and powerful at the age of 25 and six?" Yang's mother was deeply skeptical.

Yang Fan said: "I was born as a lady of the official family, a daughter of a rich family, what do you think?"

"That is not bad."

Yang's father and Yang's mother breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time felt a little guilty for not giving the child a good environment for growth.

"What's good?" Yang Fan couldn't help laughing: "The leaders didn't like me, you think too much."

"I didn't like that you gave you so many things and even lent you the car to drive?" Yang Ma didn't believe it.

Dad Yang also expressed serious doubts.

As Yang Fan moved things with his parents, he said, "These things and cars are very extravagant to us and out of reach, but to others they are a drop in the bucket and are not worth mentioning. The two of you, like farmers, guess that the palace is in the palace. Are the rakes used in the emperor's house made of gold? In fact, the emperor did not need ploughs, so naturally there were no rakes made of gold."

"They didn't have any intentions against you?" Yang Ma wondered.

"Maybe there is, but it's definitely not emotional." Yang Fan said.

Yang Ma wanted to say something, Yang Fan said: "This is the end of the matter, don't ask, move things, some of them are for relatives who have loaned us money in recent years."

Borrow money from relatives without interest.

These holiday packages are considered interest.

The slowed down Gun Gun had already started to run in the yard, and from time to time he would run outside the fence, probably thinking about how to expand his territory to the entire hill.

Looking at the mountains, the earth, and the rivers in the distance, there was a roaring sound.

This is the dog.

When a dog is born in the world, it is like a hurricane passing through the world.

The great sage was also very happy, squatting at the gate of the courtyard to see the river and mountains, and his literary temperament exploded.

But after holding it for a long time, all the sighs were attributed to two barks.

Sanbao was the most daring, and before Dasheng and Gungun dared to run away too far from home, they dared to go to the back mountain to play.

In front of a nest of hornets, it squatted quietly, looking up curiously.

Such a big thing, it looks delicious.

I couldn't finish it by myself, so I called Dasheng and Gun Gun together another day and ate it.

Things at home can’t move around, and things outside don’t need to ask the owners for their opinions.

On New Year's Eve, early in the morning, Yang Fan got up, posted Spring Festival couplets with his parents, and cleaned the house.

Afterwards, he drove his parents down the mountain to deliver New Year's goods to relatives.

The first stop is Yangjiaba Village.

Yangjiaba Village is next to the Economic and Trade Vocational College.

The overall ability of college students to make money is not very good, but the overall ability to consume is very high.

A small vocational college of economics and trade has injected a lot of vitality into Yangjiaba Village.

When I was still in middle school, the teachers of the school told Yang Fan and the others to study hard, otherwise the university could only go to the vocational college of economics and trade.

Yang Fan went to see the Vocational College of Economics and Trade. Yangjiaba next to it had relatives, so Yang Fan naturally also saw it.

After he came back, he was silent for a long time. University life should not be like this.

His dream university campus should be wider and more prosperous around.

Like the vocational college of economics and trade, students don't know where to go to part-time to earn money.

"What's the use of reading so many books? Don't think about going to a high school after graduating from junior high school. Go to a technical school to learn a skill for me and go to work to make money. Which big boss do you think is highly educated?" The son who posted the couplet on the door said: "I don't know what the country thinks. It's useless to clean up. It's an aircraft carrier and a moon landing. Is it useful to recruit troops every year? No wars."

"It's not that reading is useless, it's that some people are useless." A voice came.

The third uncle hurriedly turned around, not knowing when there was an extra car in front of him.

Nice car.

The third uncle was surprised, the car was like a ghost, it was silent, it was all behind, and he didn't even notice it.

Yang Fan got out of the driver's seat and carried the New Year's goods.

"Second brother." Cousin Yang Yanchao saw Yang Fan, his eyes lit up, and then he was attracted by Yang Fan's car.

"Xiaofan." Third Uncle laughed.

I lent some money to my cousin last year, and last month, my cousin returned it.

I thought I didn't know when I would be able to return it, but I didn't expect it so soon.

I heard that my nephew, Yang Fan, has made a lot of money in Shancheng. He has joined the TV station and his salary is very good.

Dad Yang and Mom Yang got off after Yang Fan got off the bus.

Dad Yang was empty-handed, but Mom Yang didn't, holding a Chinese New Year gift bag.

Shoulder to shoulder the mortal world, fist to grasp the original heart.

Back then, when the family was in difficulty, he borrowed money from relatives, and Yang Fan, who borrowed it, remembered this love, and secretly made up his mind that when he had the ability, he would definitely return it.

Now that the debt is repaid, the love is not there yet.

"Uncle Third, your ideological awareness has not improved much." Yang Fan put the gift box in his cousin Yang Yanchao's arms, and said to Uncle Third: "Yanchao's academic performance is good, if it goes on like this, there is no problem in getting into a better university. It is not difficult to send Yanchao to high school and college. If you want him to graduate from junior high school and go to technical school, it will delay his great future."

Before the third uncle could speak, Yang Fan said again, "Uncle third, do you think it's useless to raise so many soldiers if you don't fight in peacetime?"

The third uncle nodded and said confidently: "Isn't that true? Xiaofan, you read more books than me and Yanchao. What's the use of telling us?"

Yang Fan asked, "Third uncle, have you crossed the bridge?"

"Of course I walked by." Third Uncle replied.

"Is there a railing on the bridge?" Yang Fan asked.

"Yes." Third Uncle.

"Have you helped me?" Yang Fan.

"No." Third Uncle.

"If there were no railings, would you dare to cross the bridge?" Yang Fan asked.

Third Uncle: "..."

Before waiting for the third uncle to answer, Yang Fan, who had received many painful experiences and psychological shadows from the thirteenth aunt, immediately said: "The soldier is the railing. You can not support it, but you can't do it without it!"

(End of this chapter)