At noon, Han Juan finally got out of the car. He was followed by a maid carrying a large bag and a small bag.

Qian Zihao, who was reclining on the sofa, saw her come in, and hurriedly stretched back the legs on the coffee table.

"Mother, are you back?"

"Hmm. She glanced at her son, pulled out a piece of clothing from her bag, put it on her chest, and asked, "Son, is it pretty?"

Qian Zihao's eyes rolled slightly, and his gaze fell on the printed cheongsam of Da Tuanzi. In his heart, he was thinking about how to ask his mother for money to pay off his debts. After a while, he narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Mother is really getting more and more tasteful, you wear this skirt to ensure that you are young and beautiful for ten years." ”

"Really?" Han Juan smiled happily, and then, she said uncertainly, "If only your father was here, he could help me take a look." ”

"I'm good-looking, I'm good-looking! Daddy will definitely like it when he comes. ”

Qian Zihao touched his pocket, and yesterday's more than 1,000 was gone.

"Mother-"

"What's the matter?"

"Can you lend me 10,000 dollars?"

"10,000 yuan?" Han Juan was taken aback, this 10,000 yuan is not a few.

"What were you going to do yesterday? Are you going to the casino again?"

"No, I didn't go. Looking at his mother's frosty face, Qian Zihao had no choice but to lick his tongue and reply: "Yes, I owed it before!"

When Han Juan heard this, she immediately jumped up: "You kid, you don't do your job all day long, and you still owe money to others outside!

Qian Zihao, who was holding his head, spun around outside the sofa again and again, and finally stopped when Han Juan was panting.

"Mother, just forgive me this time, as long as you pay back the money, I won't gamble in the future!" Qian Zihao seemed to have thousands of grievances at this moment.

"You said you wouldn't gamble, bet again, I'll tell your father to go!" Han Juan, who loved her son, quickly softened.

"Take it, return the money!" she shoved a handful of money into her son's hand.

"Okay!" he took the money, and his mood brightened.

Qian Zihao glanced at his mother and said, "Mother, why do you say that your brother is not?" I think my brother is very good, and he is filial to you and your father. ”

"If only I could be like him, I could go outside!" Qian Zihao sighed, "But you just want me to stay at home and sit with my father on business." ”

Han Juan glanced at her son and said bitterly: "What's wrong with being at home? For you to eat, for your use, in the future, the family's property will all belong to you." ”

"It's all mine, does the eldest brother agree?" Lin Zihao looked at his mother with a hippie smile.

Han Juansheng put the teacup on the table unhappily and said, "I can't help him." ”

"Of course, it's not up to you to decide what happened from childhood to adulthood?" Suddenly, Qian Zihao's eyes rolled, and he said, "Mom, it's also your son, why do you hate big brother so much?"

"I... It's not that I hate him, it's that he's been too naughty since he was a child. Han Juan said casually.

At this moment, a handsome young man walked in.

"Auntie, you call me?"

Han Juan looked up at her nephew and said amiably, "How are your uncle's birthday banquets going?"

"The hotel has already said hello, just wait for my brother-in-law and his old man to speak. Han Shaoping showed a row of white teeth.

Han Juan looked at her son, who was not much older than her son, and said: "You have bothered to invite the banquet, this year is your uncle's fiftieth birthday, and the Shipeng Chamber of Commerce has been re-elected, and the people invited are all people with heads and faces." ”

"Got it, auntie. Han Shaoping had a habitual smile on his face.

Han Juan peeled an apple and handed it to him, and asked gently, "How is the business in the store recently?"

"Now all the mills are getting a lot of cotton. Han Juan replied: "But the amount of cloth out of the province is very small." Now is not the peak season for cotton, and the cotton harvested is probably stored last year. I heard that large-scale anti-Japanese activities have been held in South China and North China, Auntie, do you think this battle is going to start?"

Hearing that there was going to be a war, Han Juan panicked, and hurriedly took her nephew's hand and said, "What should I do if this battle really starts?

"I have a friend's brother who knows someone in the army, and I'll ask him to ask some questions another day. Seeing his aunt's panicked appearance, Han Shaoping hurriedly comforted.

Qian Zihao glanced at his cousin, who was three or four years older than him, and said coldly: "Don't put yourself in prison." ”

"You kid, why do you say that?" Han Juan said angrily as she looked at her son. In her mind, her son is not so well-behaved, sensible and likable.

"Now the CCP is being arrested everywhere, the party, who knows what his friend's brother's surname is?"

Zihao said the same. Han Juan nodded and said, "Shaoping, I think it's better to be careful." ”

"I will, aunt. ”

"Auntie, how is your health lately?" Han Shaoping asked, looking at her.

Han Juan stretched out her arm, slowly turned it around, and replied, "I'm fine, but this hand doesn't seem to be as flexible as before." ”

"Here, I'll pinch it for you. As he spoke, he squeezed it seriously.

"Real sycophants. Qian Zihao glanced at him with contempt and said in a low voice.

Han Shaoping knew that his cousin looked down on him, and he was very dissatisfied in his heart, but he had to bow down under the eaves, not to mention that his aunt was still on the side, he looked up at him, and asked gently, "Cousin, what did you say?"

Qian Zihao didn't say anything, whistled, and walked out regardless of disdain.