After half past eleven, the parents hurried home, and when they saw their son coming back, they were naturally very happy, because Jiang Yizhou could not book tickets on the Internet in advance, and the Internet was still a new thing, and even the national network of banks had not yet been done, and he was always carrying cash.

Even if you buy a ticket at the train station, you can't notify your family, and your parents are reluctant to buy a phone or pager.

"Son, I'm hungry, I'll stir-fry the vegetables right away," the mother immediately entered the kitchen and began to take the loofah and make a pot, "Girl, the fire on the stove is burning here!"

The first two times he went home, Jiang Yizhou told them that he was not used to eating on the train, Gao Qingzhen thought that his son must also have an empty stomach, and he was busy in a hurry.

Jiang Yizhou followed his father into the house, and his father originally wanted to hug his son and try his son's weight, but he was a little cringe when he stretched out his hand, such beautiful clothes should be worth a lot of money, and it was not good to get dirty, so he withdrew his hands in embarrassment.

After the two of them sat down in the hall, Jiang Yizhou looked around, originally thinking that he would send two thousand yuan to his family every month, even if it was a restaurant every day and stewed meat, he felt that it would be redundant.

The furnishings of this room should also be changed, such as the bed that shakes a little as soon as you sit on it, and the cabinet that has become deformed and becomes full of sewing mice that can't prevent mice, and most of the furniture in the house was bought when my parents got married, not to mention 20 years......

The result has not changed at all, although Jiang Yizhou has some complaints, but he also feels that this is indeed the style of the older generation, basically before the 80s, there was this habit of thrift and thrift, not to mention that this is still a rural area in a poor county.

"Dad, don't I send you money every month? Why don't you use it? I don't repair it at home, what if the roof leaks?" Jiang Yizhou turned his head and asked and stared at his son, a little overjoyed by his father.

"Ah~ what?" Jiang Maoqiang hasn't come out of the fact that his son is really out of business, and the last time he went home, he stayed for a long time and said that he was applying for a passport, and he wanted to issue a certificate and use it abroad, and he didn't have any direct impression.

Slowly, they were able to receive money every month, and they thought that their son had done some work to make money quickly, which made them worry a lot, but now it seems that this outfit must be a big business and be the boss, and they have let go of a lot in their hearts.

Jiang Maoqiang, who reacted, slapped his head, "You said that the money is all in the passbook, and when you save enough, you will build a small building." I've thought about it, a small two-story building, two times stairs, and then pull up the yard in front......"

Listening to his father talk about building a house, Jiang Yizhou had nothing to say except for laughing and nodding his head from time to time, so let him play happily!

What to raise chickens in the stairwell and build a pigsty in the yard, if someone told him that, he would probably laugh at it, father...... Forget it, let's keep him busy, he has a plan anyway.

"There are two in the house, set the table away, wash your hands and eat!" Gao Qingzhen shouted into the room as she put the fried vegetables in the pot on a plate.

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"This is the thermal underwear I bought for you, this is the meat I bought, and dried fruits, by the way, I also brought a watch for Erya!" Jiang Yizhou began to dig things out after eating, because he couldn't bring large things, so he brought all gadgets to his family.

He took out a box and handed it to his sister, who was waiting on the side, and continued to dig out things outside without his sister's "thank you, brother".

"Why do you buy so many things, how good it is to save so much money!" said the mother, but she was still very happy to see her face, and brought her a massager.

But then Jiang Yizhou took out two dozen dollars from the box, which surprised his parents even more, and his mother asked, "What kind of business are you doing? Why did you make so much money?"

"Don't be nervous, Mom, Dad, wait until I explain it to you!" If the explanation is not clear, let the simple parents worry about him, then the money is not interesting.

Mother carefully managed the door, as if he had really done something unseemly, which made Jiang Yizhou cry and laugh, "Mom, what are you doing, I didn't steal or rob, what door are you closing!"

"What do you know! Let those idle ruffians know, what should I do?" After the mother finished speaking, she waited for Jiang Yizhou to tell him about his experience of making a fortune.

"Actually, what," Jiang Yizhou spread his hands, "It's that the phone cards I bought have multiplied dozens of times, and after I sold them some time ago, I co-opened a computer training class, and now I can earn four or five thousand yuan a month!"

"Is that the kind of job you've ever done as a training teacher? And that makes a lot of money?"

"Yes, but the threshold is a bit high, a computer has thousands of yuan, I have to buy more than ten or twenty units to open it!

Now the old couple has some faith, that is, the son made a fortune and paid for a training class.

"And what are you going to do with this money?" the mother was going to listen to her son's advice.

"Why don't we rebuild our house?" Jiang Yizhou said his plan, not to mention building a luxury villa, at least as a chicken nest pigsty, he was unwilling.

"I'm optimistic, if our family builds a building, how magnificent!" Gao Qingzhen and Jiang Maoqiang will not object, and it is not a lack of money, so naturally the sooner the house is built, the better.

"I'll leave it all to me, I guarantee that the contractor will cover the materials and the cover will be sturdy!" Jiang Maoqiang, as a part-time construction worker, naturally patted his chest and planned to pull the ticket himself.

"Dad, I said in advance, I have to build it according to my requirements!" Jiang Yizhou said bluntly, most of the newly built buildings in the countryside are bright and atmospheric on the surface, and there are tiles on the outside.

But the inside is very bad, when the warehouse, when the chicken coop, when the utility room, especially the toilet is built outside the house, in his previous life, he often went out in the middle of the night to blow the cold wind to the toilet The experience made him very disgusted.

It is better to tear down all of this stupid and thick building and build a few well-equipped huts.

Jiang Yizhou specially found a designer, of course, not more famous, but simply designed it, according to the size of his homestead, the surrounding environment, the direction, and his requirements, he rushed out the drawings and let him bring them back.

There is no luxury in the construction team here, and most of them are builders like my father, who can build a house according to the drawings.

Not so much exquisite, the silhouette is there, and the rest can be slowly decorated later.

Taking the drawings handed over by his son, Jiang Maoqiang muttered, "Isn't this just building a small villa?" Although it was much simpler, he could still see it.