big city small home

Chapter 131
Mama Sang became Lu Zhenzhong's ally again.

In the adult world, there are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests.

Compared with Sang's father, Sang's mother is obviously the one who is easily shaken.Moreover, at Gao Fei's interview scene, Lu Zhenzhong felt his mother-in-law's rejection of beautiful foreign women.

"How's the babysitter named Whatfi doing?"

Lu Zhenzhong pinpointed the time when his mother-in-law went out to buy groceries, slipped out of the office, slipped into the fire escape, and called his mother-in-law.When necessary, Lu Zhenzhong can have as many minds as a sieve.For example, he clearly knew Gao Fei's full name, but he didn't say it out, giving his mother-in-law the illusion that he was not affected by Gao Fei's appearance at all.

"Oh, that Gao Fei." The mother-in-law raised her voice an octave.

Lu Zhenzhong became excited in an instant, ready to prick up his ears and listen to his mother-in-law's complaints comfortably.He prepared his trump card and prepared to give Gao Fei a fatal blow at the right time.

Unexpectedly, the mother-in-law turned a corner and caught him off guard.

"Don't tell me, a gold medal is a gold medal. She took care of Xiaomaotou, hey, that's really meticulous, thoughtful, considerate and gentle, tsk tsk tsk. A gold medal is a gold medal."

Lu Zhenzhong's emotions sank visibly with the naked eye.

"Just a little—" the mother-in-law sighed.

"what?"

"Except for taking care of Maotou, she doesn't do anything else. She has special opinions on food. I feel like raising an ancestor. I really don't do anything. If the oil bottle falls in front of her, there will be no support. Oh. I want to talk about her, but your father still doesn’t let me, saying that there is a specialization in art. Well, I can’t bear it for three meals a day.”

Lu Zhenzhong took the opportunity to shoot up: "That's okay! Mom is more important than Xiaomaotou. Survival is an instinct, and Xiaomaotou can survive by feeding him. Mom must not be exhausted, and the whole family still counts on mother to arrange care Woolen cloth."

"Yes." Mama Sang couldn't agree more.

"Mom, you need to have a serious talk with Dad about this."

"We talked about it. I said that my old waist can't take it anymore, I'm going to fall apart, and my ancestors can't afford to take care of me. As a result——"

"What's the result?" Lu Zhenzhong seemed to be looking at the dawn, and his whole heart was suspended.

"As a result, your father hired another aunt. The aunt is responsible for three meals a day and cleaning. I just need to go out to buy vegetables. I didn't even need to go out to buy vegetables. Xiaobai ordered vegetables online. But there is no place to order vegetables in the vegetable market Pick something fresh by yourself."

Lu Zhenzhong:!

After a pause for a second, Lu Zhenzhong spoke again, with a somewhat eccentric tone: "Mom, my dad is really rich and powerful, and I don't usually see it. Xiaobai's expenses at home are probably not cheaper than the confinement club. Mom, you know that Gao Fei How much is it a month?"

Sang's mother replied: "I know. It's not as exaggerated as you said. Gao Fei is 1 yuan a month, and Auntie Cooking is [-] a month. The mulberry is all mixed up to [-]. The extra monthly expenses are less than [-]. Your father-in-law Affordable."

Lu Zhenzhong burst out laughing, the prying marks were obvious, and, if he wanted to advance, he retreated: "Okay. Dad is also kind. Mom is happy."

Sure enough, the mother-in-law became suspicious: "What do you mean?"

"Mom must ask?"

"ask."

"I didn't want to say it."

"Say."

"I'm afraid my father will scold me."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Mother Sang thinks she is smart, and hates others to deceive her by using her as a birthday gift, especially hates that the deception succeeds.

"Gao Fei is actually 4 yuan a month. Without this salary, how dare she say that she made her first pot of gold 8 years ago? Mom, you think, her mother is confinement In the clubhouse, the monthly turnover must be several million. Will she be able to see a job worth 5 yuan a month?

The aunt who cooks and cleans the house can't afford 5 a month.Unless it's a part-time job.Mom, you can just drop into the intermediary company on the side of the road and inquire about it.This aunt who cooks rice may be 1 million yuan a month. "

There was no voice on the other end of the phone, only the sound of rapid breathing.So much so that Lu Zhenzhong couldn't help being a little worried: "Mom, are you okay?"

Mama Sang said out of breath, "Buy wool and vegetables! The house is going to be demolished!" After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone.

Lu Zhenzhong held up the dead phone.Unfortunately, it took a long time before I returned to the office.The trump card wasn't thrown the way he expected.But it also seemed to serve the purpose of hurting people.I just hope that it is Gao Fei who is hurt, not the mother-in-law.After all, it is up to the mother-in-law for the daughter to go to and from school.

Lu Zhenzhong, whose procurement authority has been emptied, still has a desk in the small office, and Mr. Xiao is extremely fond of the new procurement Chen Simai.Mr. Xiao always asked Chen Simai to go with him to meet the suppliers for many parts originally purchased by Lu Zhenzhong.

The flattered Chen Bismarck worked more than 11 hours a day.The young man thought he had met Bole and was full of energy.

Lu Zhenzhong kept his commute time as dutiful as possible, busily doing some online homework, making serious remarks at regular meetings, showing that he was devoted to work.

Mr. Xiao treats him indifferently. From the perspective of his colleagues other than Chen Simai, they have a normal relationship between superiors and subordinates.

If Lu Zhenzhong hadn't been so focused on fighting for his son's surname rights recently, he would definitely not be able to sit still and secretly submitted his resume.But by mistake, in order to appease his mother and comfort his father's spirit in heaven, Lu Zhenzhong had to spare all his energy to fight against his father-in-law—in fact, his defeat was already doomed, and his father-in-law had already legally registered "Sang Ziqi" in his household registration basically.It's just that he doesn't know it yet.

Lu Zhenzhong, who was kept in the dark, was also full of energy.

In the small office, there is always an atmosphere of struggle.

Mr. Xiao pushed open the door, his first reaction was to be surprised; his second reaction was to sigh secretly; his third reaction was to walk away with a wooden face.He took a step of doubting his life, took two steps and turned his head secretly, wanting to confirm whether they were acting in front of him and pretending to be busy.But no matter how many times he turned his head secretly, what he saw was always two people busy facing the screen.

Chen Simai was busy with work.

Lu Zhenzhong was busy planning.

He asked another wave of classmates.Another wave that is different from the divorced group.Most of the students in this group live a stable and prosperous life, with one or two children at home, and some even plan to have three children.

After contacting his old classmates, Lu Zhenzhong came to a conclusion: whether or not to have a second child is not so much related to the family background, but more to do with the concept of parenting.

Of course, this conclusion has a premise: the family must not be poor.

Lu Zhenzhong originally wanted to ask for advice on how to fight wits and courage with the old man in Shanghai, but he was taught a lesson straight away.

"Surname is something, whether you bring it with you or not, why bother!"

"Why doesn't your surname eat?"

"You have graduated from graduate school, and you are still so feudal in your bones?"

(End of this chapter)