A life of financial freedom

Zhong Tingyue: "..."

Ms. Zhong wanted to laugh at her future mother-in-law's actions.

If there is no heirloom at home, buy one yourself, pass it down from her, and don't let future generations forget her existence.

It's simply... amazing.

"I know." Zhong Tingyue nodded.

"I don't believe it." Chu's mother said seriously, "I'm not good to you, you want to retaliate against me, you have to say that this is the heirloom you bought."

"I swear."

"Emm..." Chu's mother thought for a while, "Let's make a pinky promise."

"Make a pinky promise, and don't change it for a hundred years... a hundred million years."

A hundred years is too short, Chu's mother has already thought that her reputation will still exist after a hundred million years.

It's so happy.

"After a hundred million years, there is still a question whether the earth will still exist." Gao Ruoyun complained.

Chu's mother said with a fierce face: "I'm happy, what do you care about me."

For the sake of so many people, Gao Ruoyun was too lazy to confront this naive mother-in-law.

The engagement ceremony was not as simple as the wedding, and the ceremony was completed quickly.

At noon, the banquet began and the guests sat down.

Let's start!

Considering that Chu Fang's family was from Shudu and might not be used to the food of the Central Plains, Sichuan cuisine was also prepared.

Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue sat together and finally had time to talk. The former lowered his voice: "Ms. Zhong, you are so beautiful today."

Beauty is 30% appearance and 70% dressing.

Zhong Tingyue is already very beautiful without makeup, and after makeup, she is even more stunning.

He even had a thought that he could not desecrate, whether he could match this woman?

But he quickly got rid of it. This woman is my future wife, not a fairy that is out of reach.

Zhong Tingyue pursed her red lips: "Mr. Chu is also very handsome."

Wearing a black suit, tailored to fit, with a bit of the taste of a domineering president, but looking closely, it is a bit more free and easy and casual.

Chu Fang nodded heavily: "Yes."

He accepted these compliments without mercy.

Suddenly, someone poked him next to him, and he turned his head to look.

Seeing Zhong Tingyue's cousin Zhong Anliang poking him cautiously, he asked: "Why are you poking me?"

"Chu, Brother Chu." Zhong Anliang said.

"What's the matter?"

"I heard from others that Brother Chu is very rich." Zhong Anliang asked softly.

Chu Fang thought for a while: "Fortunately, the money is enough to spend."

"Don't pretend." Zhong Anliang glanced at him sideways, "I heard from Zhong Rou that you have several cars, several houses, and opened several companies. You must be a rich man."

Chu Fang still didn't understand why this kid asked him if he had money, and repeated: "What do you want?"

"That, um, brother-in-law, I call you brother-in-law, it's not too much."

"It's not too much."

Zhong Rou is used to calling him brother-in-law.

Zhong Anliang said: "Brother-in-law, I'm a freshman this year, a sophomore next year, a junior the year after, and a senior the year after. I'm about to graduate. The current economic situation is not good, and it's hard to find a job. I'm so anxious that I can't sleep or eat."

"This is what I think. You married my sister, and we are a family. You can give me a house, not too expensive, just a house in Shanghai; a car, not a sports car, it's uncomfortable; and a company to play with, so that I can have a job..."

Chu Fang: "..."

No wonder it has been centered around the word "rich", it turns out that you have bad intentions.

"Okay." Chu Fang nodded. If one person gets rich, everyone will benefit. It's okay to give those things to this brother-in-law. Anyway, it doesn't cost much money. "But I have to ask your sister first."

Zhong Anliang looked at Zhong Tingyue: "Sister."

Zhong Tingyue said slowly: "Zhong Rou."

"Here." Zhong Rou raised her hand.

"Drag him out and beat him, five hundred."

"Okay."

Zhong Anliang cried, "Sister, no, I don't want it, please let me go, I didn't mean it, I was just joking with my brother-in-law."

Uncle Zhong Tingyue also nodded, "You have to beat me!"

Halfway through the meal, Zhong Tingyue took Chu Fang with a glass of wine and went to toast the guests present. They were all relatives and friends, and they got to know each other. They knew some of them last time, and there were more people this time.

But fortunately, Zhong Tingyue got angry because Chu Fang was drunk last time, so no one kept forcing him to drink this time.

Each table drank a glass of wine and ended, only Yang Meina's table drank one more glass.

"Yang Meina, wait." Chu Fang looked at the other party deeply and threatened.

"Hmm~~~" Yang Meina put her hands on her hips, very proud, "If you have the ability, come and beat me, if you don't have the ability, shut up."

"I have that ability."

"I'll wait.""Alas." Zhong Tingyue sighed, "Why do you provoke Chu Fang? He has a bunch of small accounts on the Douyin platform, and each recharges tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions. He has plenty of ways to torture you."

Sighing for the future of childhood friends.

... ...

The custom in Zhong Tingyue's place is to set up two banquets for engagement, one at noon and one at night, and then go back to their homes after eating.

As night fell, the village was silent, and from time to time there were loud firecrackers that broke the silence.

In front of the door, Zhong Rou, Zhong Anliang, Chu Yi and a group of peers and children played with firecrackers, lit the firecrackers, threw them away, and then made a bang.

"It's not fun, not fun." Zhong Rou shook her head, "It's not fun to play like this."

Chu Yi asked, "Then how do you want to play?"

"The three of us light firecrackers, and then hold them in our hands, and pass them to each other while the fuse is burning, and see whose hand the firecracker explodes."

A group of fearless children nearby had their eyes lit up and stretched out their hands: "I want to play."

"You're playing shit." Zhong Rou looked at him with contempt, "Get out of here, little brat."

"I'm in the senior class this year."

"In the senior class?"

"Yes." The child straightened his back.

"That's awesome."

"Yes." The child nodded heavily.

Zhong Rou slowly uttered a word: "Get lost!"

The group of children wanted to argue with Zhong Rou, but suddenly remembered a ban circulating in the village: Don't mess with Zhong Rou, otherwise you won't have a way to commit suicide.

The children looked at each other and gave up the idea. Zhong Rou said to her peers around her: "Who wants to play?"

And everyone's response was the same: No one wants to play.

Am I crazy?

Playing such a game with Zhong Rou?

She doesn't want to die, but I do.

Zhong Rou curled her lips, lit a firecracker, held it in her hand, and said: "Look, this is easy."

After that, she threw the firecracker into the crowd.

Everyone: "Zhong Rou, are you sick? ?"

Everyone fled in all directions, and the firecracker happened to be thrown into the dog's bowl. With a bang, the bowl flew into the sky.

In the end, it was the dog who took it all.

Zhou Qiong stood at the gate, looking at the night sky: "Today's moon is very bright, and the stars are very bright."