Power and Wealth

Evening.

Dong Jia.

Ten minutes ago, Dong Xuebin was scolded in the living room by himself. After scolding that, his voice was mute and he was angry.

“What qualities of the old Yang family! ”

“Chew your tongue behind your back! Let that Yang Zhaojuan speak in front of me! ”

“I can't fucking beat her up! She has a sense of superiority. ”

“What happened to the countrymen? How many generations has it been since your family went up? ”

“Return my mother to the countrymen? Paralyzed! Your whole family is from the countryside! ”

Seeing his son was furious, Xiaoping also stopped crying. Soon, he couldn't help but laugh and sat next to his son on the couch, gently touching his hand.

Dong Xuebin was annoyed: “You're laughing! What are you laughing at?”

Xiaoping Xiaoping smiled with comfort, "It's still good for my son. ”

“That's, I'm not good. Who's good? I am my own!” Dong Xuebin drank his mouth and moistened his voice, panting: “Forget about you and Old Yang, Mom, I am not angry with my Uncle Yang. Uncle Yang has no quarrel about my business. I know Uncle Yang is nice, it's good for you, and I like him a lot, but this is a fucking fire, their family is looking down on us now, so why are we still putting a hot face on his cold ass? Fuck Granny! We still look down on them! He thinks of himself as an onion! ”

“Are you done?” Xiaoping looked at him.

Dong Xuebin hummed: “It's not over. I'll scold you later. You're pissed off, man. ”

“Come on, who doesn't? Just let them talk. ”

“Mom, isn't it time for you to cry?” Dong Xuebin stared: “Hey, you are quite calm now. ”

Xiaoping smiled and touched his son's hand back. “Look at you looking at Mom like that. Mom is happy. I'm not angry anymore. Zhao Juan is that name. He doesn't forgive people. He actually has a good heart. ”

“Nice ass she is!” Dong Xuebin Hodo.

“Bin, don't say that. ”

“Mom, you're gonna tell me the truth. Are you really going to marry Yang? You have to marry him anyway? ”

Xiaoping was a little embarrassed and hesitated: “You, um, if you don't want Mom to marry, Mom won't marry. ”

"'Don't push me,' said Dong Xuebin. 'I'm asking you, what's going on? ”

Thinking about it, Xiaoping coughed, "Yang was good to me. ”

Dong Xuebin understood as soon as he heard it, Ma, this was really inseparable from Old Yang. In his heart, he touched a cigarette and lit a few sips. Finally, he said: "Well, now that you've made up your mind, I'll listen to you. Who makes me your son?” Very temperamental to say, Cotton, Dong Xuebin revealed the original shape, “but this is not over. I can't pretend I didn't hear what Yang Zhaojuan said on the phone. How could my mother lose her temperament? Why is my mother a rural man? Dude, I don't fucking believe in this evil shit! ”

Xiaoping pulled him, “What are you doing? ”

“Mom, we can't swallow this breath. If you really intend to spend the rest of your life with Yang, you have to hold his family first. You have to erect a prestige letter. Otherwise, you have to be bullied when you cross the door. Then why do you treat him like a 'sister-in-law'? A Yang Zhaojuan dared to shit on your head! Then Lady Yang picked her nose and raised her eyes. Lao Yang must also be a filial son. What will you do then? ”

Xiaoping Xiaoping laughed. “Old Yang, they'll be here tomorrow. Don't fight. ”

“I just have to fight them!” Dong Xuebin was angry: “They said bad things about my mother behind their back, and I'm not allowed to return the color? Mom, I'll take care of this. It's not like we used to have a house now. My mom looks ordinary? Fuck you! Mom, let them see us this time! I'll show them if you're not good enough for them or if they're not!” Dong Xuebin pulled Xiaoping and stood up. "Isn't that just pretending? Who wouldn't? Mom, let's go! ”

Mom didn't move, “What are you doing? ”

“Just come with me. ”

“It's late at night. What time is it? ”

“Go ahead and listen to your son.” Dong Xuebin did not listen. He dragged Xiaoping to wear shoes and clothes.

When Xiaoping looked at his son like this, he laughed helplessly and had to go out with him. “Oh, you have such a temper, I don't know who you are. ”

“Whatever you want. ”

“Mom doesn't have that temper. ”

“You are so honest, that Yang Zhaojuan dared to talk to you and despise our family? Let's open their eyes this time!” Dong Xuebin closed the door and took his mother downstairs. "Still introducing Uncle Yang? What's that guy's deal? Drive a BMW? There's a villa in North River Province? Mom, do you think Yang Zhaojuan is funny to us? I don't think she's ever seen anything rich before. ”

Xiaoping smiled and patted him, "Poor. ”

Out of the neighborhood, Dong Xuebin ran out of cars. Cayenne gave them Zhou Yanru. Aunt Benz Xuan drove back and had to reach for a taxi on the side of the road.

A moment later, a taxi stopped at the side of the road.

Dong Xuebin opened the door and let his mother go up before sitting in front of him.

Xiaoping asked: "Son, where are you going? ”

“Wang Fujing! I'll buy you some clothes! ”

… 8: 40 p.m.

Wangfujing Walking Street.

Xiaoping thought that his son wanted to take himself to a shopping mall such as Xindong Single. Anyone who wanted Dong Xuebin didn't go in at all. He took her sneaking all the way to the flagship store of several international front-line brands. He walked in, and his eyes looked right and left.

A waiter came up immediately, "Welcome, sir, ma'am. ”

Dong Xuebinyi, turning to his mother, said: “This handbag is nice. Which one do you like? ”

Xiaoping lowered his voice: “It looks expensive. How much is it? ”

“Tens of thousands, Louis Vuitton, is lv's. ”

“Tens of thousands?” Xiaoping Xiaoping listened and turned around and left. "No, no, it's too expensive. It's just a bag. Mom buys it for a few dozen bucks. ”

“Different.” Dong Xuebin Yila's mother, dead and alive: “Hurry up and pick one. You must dress up today. Don't you want to fight with Yang Zhaojuan again? ”

Xiaoping Xiaoping stopped talking.

“You won't say a word. So I gave you a choice? ”

“Okay, buy it. Buy it. Mom listened to you today.” Xiaoping Xiaoping seems to be out too.

“That's right, heh, give me a chance to be kind to you. ”

“'Just this once,' said Xiaoping. 'You don't have to pay Mom blindly in the future. ”

Dong Xuebin immediately greeted the waiter, “Please introduce us, thank you. ”

The waiter was very enthusiastic because he saw the piece of Baida Emerald worth two million in Dong Xuebin's hand, knew that it must be a buyer, so he walked around with them, introducing them one by one. Dong Xuebin looked at the watch frequently. He was in a bit of a hurry, so he didn't even look closely. He didn't even ask about the price. Finally, he looked at a bright red handbag, and didn't know what kind of leather it was. It was quite elegant anyway.

“Mom, how about this? ”

Xiaoping looked, “Isn't it gorgeous? ”

“It's gorgeous, that's all. ”

Finally, the price is more than 80,000, Dong Xuebin accidentally swiped the card to settle the bill, and took his mother to the next front-line brand store.

9 o'clock.

Dong Xuebin and Xiaoping came out of a flagship store and had already carried seven or eight bags. There were dresses, clothes, bags, shoes, and some jewelry necklaces. Anyway, what a person could wear in the summer, he bought them all over again. Of course, the money naturally didn't spend too much money. These didn't look too eye-catching. They were roughly painted by Dong Xuebin for more than 1 million yuan, less than 1.5 million yuan. The clothes and jewellery of the front-line brand were much more expensive than the price of a handbag, and the clothes cost hundreds of thousands.

As soon as he left, Xiaoping regretted it. “Xiaobin, it's too expensive, this...”

“It's not expensive, it'll give you a nice outfit, worth whatever it takes! ”

“Mom's almost fifty years old. What's so beautiful about it? ”

“Fifty. Why? You look good, you haven't put on makeup yet, your hair... walk around, your clothes are almost there, let's go to the beauty salon. ”

… near North City.

A luxuriously decorated beauty center, Dong Xuebin and Xiaoping walked in.

The staff quickly approached, “Hello, have a nice drink. ”

Xiaoping thought that she was spending too much money today. She really didn't want to waste any more money. She wanted to go back with her son, but Dong Xuebin refused. She pressed her mother's shoulder and said to the staff member: “Make a beauty for my mother. What specific projects do you have here? Let me see a list. ”

“Okay, please wait. ”

Shortly afterwards, staff brought the list and repeatedly introduced it to them.

Dong Xuebin didn't really understand, “What time are you closing? ”

The girl smiled, “We're open 24 hours a day. ”

“That's good.” Dong Xuebin walked back and touched his mother's hair: “Do my mother's hair first, dye it, burn it too, make it younger and more elegant, then other projects, this, this, this, and this, do it all, yes, do it all over again. ”

"Xiaoping smiled bitterly.“ Xiaobin, it's too late. ”

Dong Xuebin laughed and said: “If you can't sleep here, let them do it for you. Anyway, you don't have to shut your eyes and stare for a while. ”

At first sight, Dong Xuebin sighed and took care of her beauty for 67,000 yuan. When Dong Xuebin went to settle the bill, she turned to Xiaoping: “Auntie, your son is so kind to you. ”

“Hmm.” Xiaoping was a little proud when he mentioned his son, "He, being a child, was filial. ”

“I can see that.” Girls have some envy in their eyes, "you are so blessed. ”

“Mom, okay.” Dong Xuebin, who settled the bill, walked back and hugged his mother's shoulder. “Let's do the hair first. Let's show them how beautiful my mother is tomorrow! Scare them to death! ”

(To be continued)