money trouble

Chapter 8

Wu Zhiwei looked at the big TV in the living room and the Massage Chair like a Big Mac, he was very puzzled, but there was nothing wrong with the shoe cabinet, and the plastic slippers he had worn for three years were also on the floor, it was undoubtedly his home.

"A ghost?"

While taking off the coat hook that hung the factory uniform on the shoe cabinet, he kept looking at the living room.

Wu Zhiwei is 68 years old, less than 1.8 meters tall, a little fat, with short hair that is a bit messy, with a lot of white hair mixed in, and thick eyebrows.

"Dad, you're back." Wu Qian walked out of the room with two mobile phone boxes. He heard the movement when Wu Zhiwei entered the room, but he didn't come out immediately. He calmed down and familiarized himself with the prepared speech Come out after stepping aside.

Wu Zhiwei walked to the living room, touched the solid massage chair, was both happy and puzzled, and said, "Son, did you buy this?"

Wu Qian put the mobile phone box on the TV cabinet and said with a smile, "I probably bought it."

"Did you win the lottery?"

Wu Zhiwei had already sat on the massage chair, and asked with a satisfied face.

"Dad, I said it was given by someone else, do you believe it?"

Even if the massage chair wasn't turned on, it was very comfortable to sit on. Wu Zhiwei was tired all day, and lying on the massage chair, he felt that he could fall asleep quickly.

"You are not young anymore. I am happy to be able to make money. Don't buy such expensive things in the future."

Wu Zhiwei didn't ask any further questions, he knew his son, he didn't have the guts to do something illegal, and he shouldn't have borrowed money to buy it, he must have gone to work behind their backs to make money.

Wu Qian was stunned for a moment. Why did his father, who was strict with him in the past, change? He was a little unaccustomed to it. He felt that maybe it was because he had graduated from university and his father had started to look at him like an adult.

"Well, Dad, let me teach you how to use it."

After a while, the door rang again, and Lin Shuyun was also taken aback when she entered the house, her reaction was exactly the same as Wu Zhiwei's.

"Going to the wrong door? Impossible!"

Lin Shuyun is one year younger than Wu Zhiwei, at 50, she doesn't look too old, although the work is not easy, but at least she will not be exposed to the wind and the sun.

"Wife, come quickly, our son is filial to us, bought us a massage chair and a big TV, come and relax."

This time he has already massaged, pulling, pressing, kneading and other various techniques are full of strength, combined with the simulation of zero gravity, Wu Zhiwei feels that most of the fatigue of the day has dissipated.

"Mom and Dad, I've ordered a meal, let's eat first, and I'll teach you how to use the massage chair after the meal is finished."

Lin Shuyun looked at the brand-new living room in disbelief, and said anxiously: "Qianqian, these few things add up to a hundred thousand, where did you get the money?"

Wu Zhiwei got up from the massage chair with a hey sound, twisted his body, and said a little impatiently: "My son is promising to make money and knows how to be filial to us. Are you not happy?"

"Damn things, it's so hard to make money outside now, a hundred thousand is not a small sum, you think it's easy for your son, no, hurry up and return it while it's still new, and now there is no reason to return it for seven days."

Wu Qian grabbed Lin Shuyun's hand and walked towards the restaurant, saying as he walked, "Mom, you're thinking too much, come on, let's eat first."

As soon as the three entered the restaurant, they smelled the wafting aroma and turned on the light with a snap. The old couple looked at the dishes on the table in astonishment, and then looked at Wu Qian with scrutiny at the same time.

"Boy, you have to explain clearly, what's going on, I've never had a good meal, and I know that I can't order this table without 5000!"

Massage chairs and TV sets cost over a hundred thousand yuan. After all, it was the first time his son paid for them. Wu Zhiwei didn't want to say anything. After working so hard for so many years, he felt at ease to be respected by his son.

But now the table is full of delicacies, which makes him a little unacceptable. Eating is a bottomless pit, and no amount of money can afford it. Wu Zhiwei doesn't want Wu Qian to learn to spend money to enjoy himself before he makes any money. I'm afraid he won't be able to enjoy it in the future. better off.

There was no joy on Lin Shuyun's face, only worry. May I ask which mother would not be worried when her son who just graduated from college was so extravagant, and the family conditions did not allow it.

Wu Qian smiled and helped his parents to sit down, took out his mobile phone and clicked on the message, saying: "Look, this meal is an experience meal, and the hotel's event only cost 300 yuan. I managed to get the spot, parents, you guys Just eat with peace of mind!"

Wu Zhiwei took a look at Wu Qian's phone, and said, "A new phone?"

The corner of Wu Qian's mouth twitched, this focus was a bit wrong.

Lin Shuyun grabbed the phone and carefully looked at the information, and then she believed it. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Qianqian, is there still such a thing on the Internet now? It's really strange."

Seeing his parents relieved, Wu Qian breathed a sigh of relief, took the mobile phone from Lin Shuyun, and said, "Business promotions are common. Mom, don't you want to eat seafood a long time ago? I have been staring at this hotel for a long time, and finally I have to try it Activity, you should eat more."

Speaking of this, the old couple finally moved their chopsticks. Since the son was interested and did not spend too much money, they readily accepted.

"I'll get the wine." Wu Zhiwei stood up after eating a few mouthfuls of meat.

Wu Qianshen mysteriously took out a mineral water bottle from under the table, raised his eyebrows, and said to Wu Zhiwei as if offering a treasure: "Dad, I prepared it for you."

"The table is full of delicacies from mountains and seas, and you're fooling your father with a glass of loose wine." Although Wu Zhiwei said this verbally, he was very happy in his heart, as long as his son remembered his hobbies.

Wu Qian took out his father's usual small wine glass, poured it carefully, and said with a smile, "Dad, you don't understand. It's sold in an old alley in Nancheng. Our dormitory manager Dashu often drinks it and says it tastes good. .”

The small wine glass only measures one or two, and Wu Qian didn't pour it too full. It's a pity that he spilled it, so he handed it to Wu Zhiwei.

Wu Zhiwei looked at the light with the wine in his glass, and said, "Son, this wine is famous, it's slightly yellowish, I'm afraid it's quite old."

While talking, he put the wine glass under his nose and sniffed, and couldn't help but said: "It smells so good."

Wu Zhiwei felt that he had never smelled such an aroma of wine in his life. The mellow aroma carried the accumulation of years, as if he had tasted it for a century.

"Boy!" Wu Zhiwei opened his eyes, stared at Wu Qian firmly, and said, "The boss puts such a good old wine in a plastic bottle for you? How irresponsible!"

"Ah? I don't know. I entrusted the housekeeper to bring it for me. He didn't even ask me for money, so don't worry about it so much. Drink it."

Lin Shuyun was hungry, she ate lobster sashimi, and said to Wu Zhiwei: "As long as you have a lot of tricks, you can drink as soon as your son makes you a drink. What nonsense!"

Wu Zhiwei looked at Lin Shuyun with his mouth curled up. He slowly moved the wine glass to his mouth and took a sip. Several extremely rich aromas filled his tongue in an instant. This unprecedented feeling made him shudder. Goosebumps all over.

(End of this chapter)