Power and Wealth

One day... two days... three days... close to a week has passed. Since Dong Xuebin finished fixing Lu Dafa, this old thing has been completely honest. He took three days off to work in disgrace, but most of the time he was locked in his own office, admitted the fact that he was overrun, and did not fight Dong Xuebin again. As for the work of the China Merchants Bureau, after a few days of exploration, Dong Xuebin became familiar with it. He was only responsible for controlling the overall situation, sending one task at a time to the office and operations department, etc., and the series of work went well.

This day, Saturday.

Inside the duvet, Dong Xuebin looked at the watch and closed his eyes completely to continue sleeping.

Due to the business relationship, the China Merchants Bureau is sometimes busier on weekends than work days, but Dong Xuebin is a handful, and he is ready to give himself a day off today.

All of a sudden, the key-opening movement rang.

Soon, Dong Xuebin, who was asleep, felt his ass pushed.

“Xiaobin, Xiaobin.” It's Ma Xiaoping's voice, "it's 9: 00. Wake up. ”

Dong Xuebin opened his eyes and beat up an arrears: “I'll rest today and get some sleep. These days are exhausting. ”

Xiaoping was helpless to look at his son, reached out to tear off a piece of eye shit in his corner with his fingernails, drowned and pulled the quilt, and covered his feet with a girl. “You, if you work, don't kill yourself. Mom said you wouldn't listen either. Alas, go to sleep. Mom will tidy up your room and make breakfast for you first.” During the Spring Festival, Dong Xuebin gave her a spare key to the county commissioner's family yard. Xiaoping came to pick up the laundry for her son today. She knew that his son was lazy and that there was no woman in the house. If she didn't come for half a month, what would she look like in the house?

Dong Xuebin closed his eyes and said, "Thank you, Mom. ”

“Thank you for what.” Xiaoping touched his son's hand, "go to sleep. ”

Go out to the bedroom and gently close the door. Xiaoping started to work, laundry, wipe the floor, sweep the floor.

About an hour later, Dong Xuebin slept until he woke up naturally, stretched his lazy waist from the bed, got out of bed dressed and stepped on his slippers and left the house.

In the living room, Xiaoping Xiaoping is drying his clothes on the window.

Dong Xuebin excused himself: “Mom, thank you for your hard work. Rest now, I'll be the only one left. ”

“Up?” Xiaoping turned around and smiled warmly: “No need, Mom is not old enough for that. Go brush your teeth and wash your teeth. Breakfast is ready. ”

Dong Xuebin winked. “I said," Mom, I just found out, why are you getting prettier these days? ”

Xiaoping glanced at him. “What nonsense, Mom is almost 50 years old, what's so beautiful? Beautiful.” After that, the corner of his mouth smiled.

Dong Xuebin stared at his mother's face and looked down. “Hey, seriously, did you put on makeup? ”

Xiaoping's old face turned hot. “Don't be poor, brush your teeth. ”

“Really?” Dong Xuebin was quite surprised. He rarely saw his mother dressed. Before, because she was poor and had no money at home, she had basically never used any cosmetics. At best, she touched Dabao, Yu Mei Jing and so on. Later, Dong Xuebin had money, and her mother didn't seem to have bought any clothes or cosmetics intentionally. She may not feel the need to dress or get used to it, but today... Xiaoping turned her face and hung up quickly. “Then she looked at her angry, go. ”

“What day is it?” Dong Xuebin grabbed hold of it. "Wasn't it your birthday? No, it's New Year's Eve. Oh, it's New Year's Eve tomorrow, but that's not enough.” At the end of the day, Dong Xuebin was bombarded by his mother with a clothes hanger in the toilet. He had to shove his toothbrush into his mouth and brush his teeth with a whisper.

In the past few months, Dong Xuebin really didn't take care of his mother. First, he was busy at work, busy getting promoted, and he went to Korea for surgery. Second, he also got used to taking care of his mother. He didn't have to go to his mother's school dormitory to visit her every time, and Xiaoping would come to take care of himself. But now think about it, Dong Xuebin would have, uh, come every weekend, and stayed early to late. It can be counted that the number of times his mother came in the last two months was less and less. Can't, shouldn't, shouldn't, Dong Xuebin was involved.

At breakfast, Xiaoping gave his son a salted duck egg. “Drink it with porridge and eat it. ”

“Mom, is there something you haven't told me?” Why can't Dong Xuebin be relieved? “Why do I think something is wrong with you? ”

Xiaoping's face turned red, “... no. ”

Dong Xuebin put down the chopsticks, “Impossible, there must be, come on, talk to me. ”

“... really not, you're completely blind. ”

“Tell me, or I won't be able to eat. ”

Xiaoping was a little embarrassed on his face, drank porridge, and suddenly he lowered his voice: “Well, Mom asked you something, look at you... your dad has also been gone for so many years, and Mom didn't forget your dad, but... in fact, Mom never wanted to... but..." I didn't say it clearly for half a day, and Xiaoping simply bit his teeth and looked at his son, "Let's just say, if Mom... if I find you a second father, you... aren't you happy? ”

As soon as I heard it, Dong Xuebin was shocked like, "You're screwing someone!? ”

Xiaoping waved quickly, “No, that's what Mom asked. ”

“Where is this random question? It's obvious that you're in love.” Dong Xuebin's mood is complicated, let alone mention it. "Who is he? Your school teacher? How old are you? What's your name? What's your name?” Dong Xuebin was scratching his heart. “You're really good. You didn't discuss such a big thing with me. Why did you talk to him? When did you two get along? ”

Xiaoping Xiaoping was asked in a hurry. “If it didn't work out, Mom would just give an example. ”

“Oops, now you're beating me up. ”

“... then... you answer Mom's question first.” Cheung Xiaoping, look at your son, "don't you feel bad too? Then forget it. You never said anything about being a mother. ”

Dong Xuebinxin said you almost scared me. How could you pretend you didn't? Think about it, he sighed, “Mom, I don't disagree either. My dad has been gone for years. It's normal for you to find a wife. How can I be a son? As long as you are happy, mainly I am afraid that you will be deceived. Now there is no one in this world. You are too kind, in case someone deceives you...”

Xiaoping stared at him: "Mom is better at watching people than you are! ”

Dong Xuebin said you just blow it, “Anyway, you have to let me see the old man first. ”

“What old man, not big or small.” Xiaoping was upset.

Dong Xuebin's heart is so sour, this is the place to protect, alas, alas.

After breakfast, Xiaoping held his son's hand and sat on the couch. "Mom didn't hide it from you. At the end of last year, I went shopping mall with a colleague. I saw a young lady touching porcelain on the street. I was about to lie to an old lady. I was afraid that the old lady would fall for me. I went to warn her, and the liar stopped doing it. I yelled at her and held up my sleeve to do it with me. At this time, I stopped a car on the side of the road and came down a middle-aged man under the age of 50 years. He didn't even say a word. He looked at the liar and the liar was scared off. ”

Dong Xuebin hummed, “Still a hero to save Mi. ”

Xiaoping was angry: “Are you listening or not? Don't listen to Mom. ”

“... cough, listen, listen. ”

“Then I hurried to thank him, and since then I've known him.” Xiaoping hung a warm smile at the corner of his mouth, "he left me his phone number, I also left him a home phone, and then contacted him a few more times. Um, sometimes when I went to Fenzhou City, I would also go to him for tea. The old Yang was nice, very talkative, and the family was just like me. His wife died a few years ago. ”

“Working in the city? What's your name?”

“Yang Zhaode. ”

Dong Xuebin winked, “So what's your relationship now? ”

“It's okay," said Xiaoping. “It's just an ordinary friend, the kind who talks well. ”

Dong Xuebin turned his eyes. “Come on, our young relationship is about a passion. Of course, your dusk love is different. You can keep in touch with each other on the phone. We still meet a lot and talk a lot. Isn't that who you've already met?” Mom's relationship at this age will definitely be very implicit, and she doesn't really know what kind of relationship to have. Generally, this situation has already been determined.

Xiaoping heard the sour smell in his son's tone. He felt compelled to touch Dong Xuebin's hand. "You... if you think you can't, Mom won't contact him. ”

Dong Xuebin smiled bitterly: "When did I say no? ”

“Well...”

“You have an idea, but I have to get to the gate.” Dong Xuebin had no objection to his mother talking to him. He was mainly worried. The character of the other party, his surname was Ger. He had to see it at first sight. Xiaoping was Dong Xuebin's order. Dong Xuebin did not want his mother to be fooled. Don't look at Mom, she's in her 40s and almost 50 years old, but wearing makeup is still a bit colorful, and she's pretty among her peers.

Xiaoping looked at him and said, "These old Yang people may be busy, wait a few days for a chance, let's have dinner together, can you see? ”

"- [sic]“ Yes. ”

Xiaoping sighed, "Thank you, Bin. ”

“Thanks for what? ”

“Mom thought you would never agree, so... that's why I never dared to tell you. ”

Dong Xuebin laughed: “You are my mother. I am happy when you are happy. I am happy when you are happy. What can I disagree with? It's just a couple of late dads. As long as Comrade Yang's character is good in all respects, I raise my hands in favour. If you are still one person at your age, it's time to find a companion. I'm busy at work and someone can talk to you every day. ”

Xiaoping Xiaoping laughed: “What old Comrade Yang, yelling nonsense. ”

“Huh...”

(To be continued)