my return 2002

Chapter 81 Showdown.

"Yo, Xiaolang is back?"

As soon as he entered the gate of the community, Uncle Zhang next door greeted Shen Lang.

"Uncle Zhang, why don't you rest in the house in this cold weather?" Shen Lang also greeted enthusiastically. Uncle Zhang is a rare good-tempered person in the courtyard. He has never blushed with anyone in the community for decades. , I also watched him grow up from a young age.

Uncle Zhang shook his head: "There is a fire in the room, it's too stuffy, I'll come out for a walk."

Huangshi is a typical Huguang climate. It’s extremely hot in summer and cold in winter, but it’s not that cold. It’s not like heating in the north. Air conditioning was expensive in 2003, and ordinary people couldn’t afford it at home. Heating in winter can only be done. A charcoal basin for firewood and charcoal.

"Alright, you are strolling around, I'll go back first." After finishing speaking, Shen Lang walked into the yard with complicated emotions.

The courtyard where Shen Lang’s family lives has been around for a long time, and the foundation was bought by his grandfather from others back then. At that time, the house was built with mud. Later, when the family conditions improved, the red brick and tile house was built. It is said that his father Shen Liang got married. It was built that year and has a history of more than 20 years.

Bang bang bang.

Shen Lang had just knocked a few times when he heard the impatient voice of his mother Zhou Chunxiang from inside: "Why are you knocking so hard on the door?"smashed.
Seeing that it was his son, Zhou Chunxiang paused, stretched out his hand to pat the dust on his body, and complained: "Why don't you tell me in advance when you come back, so that I can let your father pick you up."

Shen Lang pulled her into the house. It was too cold outside. He smiled as he walked, "I took a taxi directly from Wushi, and you asked my dad to pick me up on a motorcycle? Then it must be him Freeze to death first, or I freeze to death first."

"You should freeze your mouth." Zhou Chunxiang glared at Shen Lang angrily, and suddenly realized: "You boy is too bad at living, how expensive it is to take a taxi back from Wushi, and it would be better if you just take the train .”

"I came back by plane, and it's inconvenient to bypass the train station." Shen Lang rolled his eyes and dragged his luggage into the room.

Zhou Chunxiang's eyes widened when she heard it, and she said in a burst of ear-piercing: "You, you just made some money at work, so you have to be fooled, you, you will not spend money when you fall in love in the future? You will not be able to buy a house when you get married, or give a bride price to your wife Ah, you can't. What is this?"

Shen Lang pointed to the real estate certificate that had just been tapped in her hand: "Open it and have a look."

"The real estate certificate? Where did you get it?" Zhou Chunxiang raised her voice eight degrees: "Have you bought a house? In Shanghai?"

"Well, then it doesn't have my name written on it." Shen Lang took this opportunity to pour himself a cup of hot water, and he felt much more comfortable after drinking it.

Zhou Chunxiang looked at the house book and Shen Lang, and asked suspiciously: "Didn't you just start work this year? Where did you get the money to buy a house?"

"Oh, I quit my job."

"what?"

In order to avoid any adverse reactions caused by his mother's surprise, Shen Lang told her part of how he made money, even if it was only part, it was enough for her to not recover for a long time.

"Son, so I can retire early?"

Shen Lang nodded.

"Son, I will resign at the beginning of the new year. It's fine for the low wages in that crappy unit, and the demand is too high. My mother won't serve me anymore."

Shen Lang gave a thumbs up: "That's right!"

"In the spring of next year, I will slap the letter of resignation on the face of that bitch Li Juhua. What the hell? My son is now a multi-millionaire, and I can lie down and enjoy the rest of my life!"

"Who wants to lie down and enjoy happiness?"

Just as the mother was still immersed in fantasy, the door was pushed open, and a tall figure walked in from the outside.

"Dad, you're back." Shen Lang shouted with a smile, his father looked quite young at this time.

Zhou Chunxiang was very dissatisfied with her husband interrupting her, and gave him a displeased look.

Shen Liang leaned over and asked, "What's wrong with your mother?"

"You can ask for more blessings." Shen Lang patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, with a heavy tone, his mother hated two things the most, one was that someone disturbed him playing mahjong, and the other was that he hated being woken up while sleeping.

In other words, daydreaming is also a dream, right?
"Hmph, your son's, take a look." Zhou Chunxiang handed the house book in her hand to her husband.

"What thing?" Shen Liang took it casually, but he almost threw it out after seeing it.

"Where did this come from?"

Shen Lang smiled and said: "Of course I bought it, is there anyone else who is so generous to give me a house for nothing?"

I thought to myself, where is this going? If these two people know that he bought forty apartments in Shanghai, why don't they just take them over?

"Don't give me a sloppy eye, I'm asking where the money came from!" Shen Liang asked seriously.

Shen Lang had no choice but to repeat the rhetoric he had just told his mother.

In the end, Shen Liang was still dubious: "Can stocks really make so much money?"

"This is my bank certificate of deposit, it can't be faked, right?" Shen Lang took out his trump card.

Zhou Chunxiang and Shen Liang got together and counted the zeros on the certificate of deposit one by one, and finally confirmed that it was indeed eight digits.

"Haha, my son is really proud of your mother." Zhou Chunxiang hugged Shen Lang excitedly, jumping and jumping excitedly.

Shen Liang touched his chin: "Son, can I change my motorcycle to four wheels?"

Looking at his parents' excited and proud eyes, Shen Lang couldn't help feeling secretly, how did you sing that song?

"If I was young and didn't have low self-esteem, I knew what was precious"

It seems that making parents proud is also a new life experience, right?
But it didn't take long for Shen Lang to feel emotional, the lord mother and father quarreled, and the reason for the quarrel was also very strange.

It is actually arguing that Shen Lang is so good, whose genetic contribution is greater.

"Well, Dad, didn't you just say that you want to change cars? I just plan to buy one too, why don't we go and have a look tomorrow?" Shen Lang quickly changed the subject, if the two of them quarreled, it would be endless , Maybe the cold war ruined the dinner. These days in Shanghai, he and Feng Xiaoxiao are culinary idiots. The food they make can only be regarded as edible, and they will wait to come back and make up for it.

As soon as he heard that he was going to buy a car for himself, Shen Liang's attention was immediately diverted.

"Okay, what car are you going to buy? I think the Audi A4 is very good. Our director drives the A4, which is atmospheric and calm. Of course, you can just buy me a Toyota 10,000+ car. It’s not good. Go beyond the leader"

Before Shen Liang could finish speaking, Zhou Chunxiang interrupted: "You are burning money, you? What kind of car should you buy? Look at our dilapidated house, you must buy a house first."

"What's wrong with this house? It's a bit old, but it's big. Don't you like the backyard garden the most? Where can you get such a nice garden when you live in a building?"

"Buy a house first!"

"Buy a car first!"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Shen Lang could only act as a peacemaker again.

"Well, Dad, Mom, I have enough money, and I can buy a car and a house together."

The two are happy with each other.

A war without gunpowder was invisible, and Shen Lang couldn't help but wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Well, for this family, it's easy for him.

(End of this chapter)