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Jiang Fan began to ask about his elder brother again.

Asked: "How long has it been since eldest brother came back? I heard that eldest brother still has a driver and lives in a villa in the city?"

Father Jiang nodded, and seemed a little proud in his words: "Your eldest brother is very powerful. Now he has started a business. I don't know if business is good or not, but I heard from others that your eldest brother's business is not small."

Jiang Fan clenched his fists: "My eldest brother already lives in a villa, why didn't he tell me to take you there?"

Father Jiang immediately protected his son.

"No, your eldest brother took us all there at first. But the neighbors around the villa are all rich people. We have always been in the countryside, and we can't even understand what they say when chatting with them."

"I want to play mahjong in my spare time, but there is no one to play with us. Your mother and I can't stay idle. People's yards around us are either growing grass or planting flowers. It seems wasteful to both of us, so we want to focus on vegetables in the yard. But the property management company came and said it would not damage the beauty of the community.”

"It's really awkward for us to stay there. Think about it and come back."

Since Father Jiang had already said so, Jiang Fan did not delve into the truth or falsehood.

He took a look at the sportswear he was wearing. It was from a brand he bought in the mall before, with a different-looking trademark on it.

At this moment, an edge on the trademark was raised. Jiang Fan took advantage of this situation and said, "Dad, where is our sewing box? My clothes are a little torn, please sew them a little."

With that said, Jiang Fan was about to open the drawer next to him.

If I remember correctly, this drawer is where my mother keeps some ordinary sundries.

It’s hard for me to bend down as I get older, so my mother keeps all the things that are frequently used in this drawer.

But Father Jiang felt sorry for his son who came back from a long way away, and said hurriedly: "Don't sew it yourself. Wait until your mother comes back and ask her to sew it for you."

Jiang Fan also felt sorry for Jiang's mother: "No, don't bother my mother with this little thing, I can sew it myself."

But Father Jiang held Jiang Fan's hand and said, "If you don't come back a few times throughout the year, your mother misses you. These little things that you think are ordinary may mean less for her, so just let her do them." , she is happy that her son can still use her."

Father Jiang is not usually a person who likes to talk too much.

It may be that over the past year or so, my body has been the first to protest, refusing to accept aging anymore.

He also realized that he was a man in his sixties after all, and no one knew how many more years he could live.

Checkups are done frequently, but there are no major problems and minor problems persist. These are old problems accumulated from the hard life in the past.

But the old couple are very content. After all, the three children have their own future and they don't have to worry about it. They are all capable people.

Jiang Fan also had mixed feelings in his heart. After hearing these words from Father Jiang, his nose suddenly felt sore.

The feeling brought by family affection is always irreplaceable.

He was not an emotionless machine. Although he was often busy with work, when he saw that his elderly father could actually speak these words to him with sincerity, he began to feel that he spent too little time with his parents.

While they were chatting, Jiang's mother rushed back from outside in a hurry.

He arrived before anyone arrived: "Son, Xiaofan, Xiaofan, are you back?"

Jiang Fan hurriedly welcomed her out: "Mom, I finally see you."

Today in the room, I suddenly discovered that Jiang Mu had changed a lot. She used to look like an ordinary farm woman, but today she looks like the clothes she is wearing are expensive.

Her hair, which had been tied up before, was now permed into fluffy curls.

The skin condition on his face is also much better than before. Jiang Fan hugged Jiang Mu and praised her.

"Mom, your skin condition is getting better and better now."

"Your energy and energy are also great. You can speak with more energy than before. I have told you that you must socialize more. Look how rich your life is now."

"Did you choose this dress yourself? She has good taste, and her hair is permed really well."

Jiang Fan's few words made Jiang Mu praise her from ear to ear.

She whispered to Jiang Fan: "Son, you still have vision. I don't dare to tell your dad. Your dad just said that I am a peacock with its tail open. Half of my body is buried in the ground, and I still go out to show off my flowers every day."

Jiang's mother glared at Jiang's father, who quickly turned his eyes away.

Father Jiang said helplessly: "I'm not stopping you. It's not easy for children to make money. Look at your clothes. You're too embarrassed to tell me the price when you come back. With this outfit and this hair, you spend more than Our harvest in previous years was much greater."

Even Jiang Fan, who didn't care much about money, was stunned when he heard this description.

Mother Jiang was afraid of receiving questioning looks from her son, so she turned around awkwardly and said, "Then the sons made money and gave it to both of us. Don't they just hope that we can enjoy life when we are old?"

Father Jiang felt that Mother Jiang was unreasonable, so he took off his shoes, revealing his own darned socks.

Said: "I don't understand your thoughts. Maybe I can't keep up with the times. There's no way. I've been like this for the rest of my life. I don't want to see the money I saved and frugally go to in vain."

Jiang's mother glared at Jiang's father, and then pulled Jiang Fan to do the housework.

It seems that the old couple had a lot of quarrels over this issue, with Jiang Fan acting as the peacemaker in the middle.

"You both have a point. It's good to enjoy it appropriately. If you are used to the original life, then continue to maintain it and live any kind of life."

Jiang's mother deliberately said loudly: "Yes, I just enjoy life."

Jiang's mother looked at her son happily, squeezed her arms, touched her face, her eyes were red with excitement, and said, "Son, why do I feel that you have lost weight again, but you have become a lot whiter. Are you tired during this time?"

Jiang Fan held Jiang Mu's hand and said, "I'm not tired. I've been sitting in the office recently and haven't gone out much. I just read books every day. If the wind doesn't blow or the rain doesn't protect me, of course it's all white."

"Stop talking about me, Mom, you hung up on me last time I called you, and you went out for another day during the day. What have you been busy with lately?"

Jiang's mother glanced at Father Jiang cautiously, and then said to Jiang Fan, "Son, are you hungry? Mom, can I make you a bowl of noodles?"

Jiang Fan followed Jiang's mother to the kitchen and vaguely heard the sound of Peking Opera coming from his parents' bedroom.

This is Dad Jiang's old habit. He listens to Peking Opera every night when he is idle and bored. It is his own stress-relieving habit.

Jiang Fan smiled and said: "Mom, what is going on? Why are you so mysterious and secretive that you can't let my dad hear you?"

Jiang Mo made noodles for Jiang Fan with quick hands and feet, and said, "Your dad doesn't know anything, and he always mixes things up."