My dad's life

Zhou Damin's family did not spend the night at Fangyuan's house. Fang's father repeatedly tried to stay, but Zhou Damin insisted.

Zhou Damin said: "It is a great blessing to be able to come to Qiongzhou again soon. It is a great blessing to meet the deceased. How can I force it." The tone is full of decline and depression, so that Father Fang can't compare him with the young Zhou. Cannons are linked together.

Father Fang was in a bad mood, so he drove the van and sent them directly back to Yecheng. Zhou Dapao did not stop him. This time he came to Qiongzhou and said he was seeing his daughter. In fact, he wanted to see him again. The task was over fulfilled, and I flew back to my hometown the next day.

Fang's father was in a low mood, but Fangyuan was in a very good mood, because his first income finally arrived, which was probably more than two million. This was the first time Fangyuan had grown so big and saw so much money.

Although Fang's father and Fang's mother knew that Fangyuan had made money before, they hadn't got it yet. They didn't feel so strong. But when they saw the bank account reminder on Fangyuan's mobile phone, they felt the same as dreaming.

"Mom, don't get excited, you will have income every day from now on, and it will only be more than it is now, not less than it is now." Fang Yuan saw that Fang's mother was disheartened, a little proud.

What he said is not wrong. With the generation and accumulation of new users every day, as long as the rate of loss of old users is not so fast, the user base will become larger and larger, and the daily advertising costs will naturally increase. Will be doubled up.

"Are you ready how to use this money?" Father Fang asked on the side.

"Let’s take care of Chen Chao’s illness first. The longer his illness lasts, the worse it will be. Before he had no money, he could only wait." Fang Yuan thought about it. It is most practical in treating Chen Chao's disease.

"Then have you figured out which hospital to send him to for treatment?" Fang's mother calmed down and asked.

"Send it to Ren'ai Hospital in Deer City. Although their family's expenses are high, its medical level is among the best in the country." This is what Fangyuan knew before.

Ren'ai Hospital in Deer City is a newly opened private hospital in recent years. This hospital was established specifically for the wealthy who come to Deer City on vacation. The medical expenses are naturally scary, but it has the best services and the best. Medical technology.

Father Fang said nothing.

Mother Fang thought for a while and said: "The money you earn is under your own control. It is not easy for your father and I to interfere with you. It is also good for you to see a doctor for Chen Chao, but I hope you can leave a note for your future life. road."

Although Fangyuan has received more than two million yuan, but there is no more in the future, Fang’s mother said that she has no bottom in her heart, so she said this, probably means let Fangyuan leave some money to consider her future life, not Fang Mom stingy and selfish, who doesn't?She is not a saint, Fang Yuan is her son, she naturally has to think about Fang Yuan's future life first.

"Mom, don't worry, there should be money coming in these days. Didn't I tell you about the Bitcoin? I have sold half of it. This is a lot of money." Fang Yuan put his arm around Fang's mother Very confident and authentic.

"I hope so!" Mother Fang sighed.

"Okay, mom, don’t be unhappy. By the way, if all my money can be paid this time, I will first go to Luming Mountain to buy a villa to fulfill my grandfather’s wish and buy the original site of my grandfather’s house. A villa, when you move in with your dad, you can also help me take care of Xinxin." Fang Yuan longed.

"You think the house is waiting for you, maybe there will be an owner already, you can buy it if you have money?" Father Fang couldn't help but slapped him, not seeing his pride.

Fangyuan thinks about it, even though he is rich, how many people can live there with poor money?

"And I don't want to move over to live with you. I want to live a few more years. As for Xinxin, either you leave it at home and we take it, or you take it yourself?" Fang's father is upset because of Zhou Damin's affairs, Fang Yuan It is a good catharsis.

"If you don't go, I'll let my mother go. You can stay at home alone." Fang Yuan said with air.

"Heh..." Father Fang tilted his mouth and smiled disdainfully, thinking that my wife can still let you call him, and he will see who it will be.

At this time, Xinxin, who was playing with Xiaoshan in the yard, ran in. Seeing everyone's serious expressions and a little strange in their hearts, they walked slowly to Father Fang and took his hand and asked, "Grandpa, how are you? Not happy?"

Father Fang squeezed out a smile and said, "Grandpa is not happy, grandpa is happy."

Hearing this, the little man scratched his head and was a little puzzled. Grandpa was obviously not happy!The little guy is very sensitive.

"Where is your mother?" Fang Yuan walked over and changed the subject. The little man really immediately forgot about the unhappy grandfather.

"Mom is helping sister make bubbles." The little guy raised the little dolphin bubble gun in his hand.

Since Zhou Xiaoya brought them bubble guns, the two little men used them to play whenever they were free. Soon the bubble water ran out. So Lan Caiyi used washing powder to make them by hand, but the viscosity was always poor. A little bit.

Fang Yuan walked out with the little guy in his arms. Father Fang looked at his back and suddenly said, "My son came back this time, have you noticed that he has changed a lot? It feels like a different person."

After all, Father Fang worked as a police officer all his life. Although he retired, his professional acumen was still there.

"Then he is not our son?" Mother Fang rolled her eyes and asked.

"Through my observations, it should be the brat who was right." Father Fang said definitely.

"Ah! You still have this book. Tell me, how do you judge it?" Fang's mother became interested.

Hearing the words, Fang's father explained his reasons one by one.

This kid has been eating chopsticks since he was young.

When encountering things, I like to scratch my head.

When standing, the inner left foot will subconsciously face outward.

When sitting, I like to put my right arm on the back of the chair.

I like to hold my hands on top of my head when I sleep.

...

Fang's father cited examples one by one, many of which were not even noticed by Fang's mother.

"You are two fathers and sons. When you meet, you will hold the bargain. Although I know that you actually care about him, but I didn't expect you to remember his every habit so carefully." Mother Fang smiled and smiled happily.

"Who... who... cares about this stinky boy, I'm just a policeman's professional habit." Father Fang blushed and forced his defense.

"Okay, okay, it's your professional habit." Mother Fang replied perfunctorily, but people were still laughing.

Father Fang reached out his hand and touched his head, and he smirked himself.