As the saying goes, "If you don't return to your hometown, you still have brocade clothes at night," Wen Lang was not afraid of brocade nights, the main reason was that he hadn't gone home for two years. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the past, when he was not happy outside, he really had a sense of shamelessness to see Jiangdong's father, and when he went home, he always heard that other people's children had bought cars, other people's children had bought houses, other people's children had married, and other people's children had babies, which also made him have a fear of home.

In addition, his father was originally a strong person, and he has not mixed well in recent years, and he also feels faceless in front of the villagers, Wen Lang really doesn't want to see him lost.

Drove on the highway, Wen Lang didn't rush all the way, and at about twelve o'clock in the evening, he parked the car in a rest area, slept beautifully in the space, stayed in the space until dawn the next day, and after eating a dragon fruit, he went on the road again.

His strong physical fitness made him not have to think about the energy exertions caused by driving for a long time, and it was not until about two o'clock in the afternoon that his car drove to the gate of his house.

I haven't been home for more than two years, and everything at home is not much different from when I left, and the hot summer afternoon sun makes everything look weak.

The door of the house was tightly closed, Wen Lang estimated that his parents were taking a nap, got out of the car and opened the trunk, stuffed all the gifts he bought for his family into it, and then took the black back out of the space and threw it in the back seat, picked a big watermelon in the ground in front of the door, Wen Lang stepped forward and patted the door.

"Who?" After a short wait, my mother's voice rang out.

"Mom, I'm back, open the door." Wen ****.

After hearing the sound of the waves, the mother's footsteps were significantly quickened, "It's coming, it's coming, why don't you come back without saying a word!" ”

As she spoke, her mother opened the door and saw Wen Lang holding a watermelon in her hand, and said to Wen Lang: "You kid, do you still pick watermelons yourself, be careful to pick a raw one, your father has to talk about you again!" ”

Wen Lang handed the watermelon in his arms to his mother, smiled and said: "I could sell watermelons on the street back then, but this craft can't be lost!" So saying, he helped his mother open the door completely.

If you want to say that Wen Lang has sold watermelons, it is true, when he was about twelve years old, he and his cousin once pulled a cart of watermelons to the market every day to sell, Wen Lang remembered that others sold them for two cents a catty, and the two of them sold them for a dime a catty, and the people next to him didn't bother with them when they saw that they were two children.

Mother was surprised that Wen Lang had opened the entire gate, but when she saw a car parked at the door, her eyes widened, and she grabbed Wen Lang's arm and said excitedly, "Is this your car?" ”

"Mom, it's my car, you take the melon in and kill it first, I'll drive the car in!" Wen Lang patted his mother's hand and said.

Hearing Wen Lang say that it was his car, his mother was so happy that she was almost dancing with joy holding the melon, and every mother was willing to see her son have a chance.

"Dad, don't sleep, Xiaolang is driving back," the mother shouted as she walked with the melon in her arms.

Wen Lang drove the car into the yard, closed the gate, pulled the car door and put the black back down.

"Ah, what a big dog, what are you doing with a dog?" My father, who had just come out of the room, was so startled by the big black back.

"I picked up this dog, I think it's very smart, so I'll take it home for you to raise and play!" Wen Lang said as he walked out of the trunk and hugged things.

Da Heibei has been staying in the space these days, and after getting out of the car, he threw himself at the feet of Wen Lang's father.

Wen Lang's parents are ordinary rural people, his father Wen Aiguo and his mother Wu Caixia are also very common names, both of them are now over fifty years old, and decades of rural life have carved deep traces on their faces.

The standard for rural people to see if something is good is really impractical, such a big dog, looking at it is mighty, crawling at the feet of Wen Aiguo and coquettish, he immediately forgot to ask his son how he would drive back.

The mother cut the watermelon and came out of the house, saw Wen Lang carrying things down from the car, and shouted: "You kid, how can you buy so many things when you go home," and turned to the father again: "You died when you saw the dog, didn't you see the child take so many things, and I don't know how to help move it down!" ”

Wen Lang smiled at his mother and said, "Mom, it's okay, I have the strength, this little thing is not heavy, it will be fine soon!" ”

Moved all the things down, moved the documents to the room one by one and put them away, and when he came out, his mother had already placed the watermelon on the stone table in the yard, Wen Lang picked up a piece of watermelon and stuffed it into his mouth.

The watermelons he grows in his space are now almost ripe, but no matter where his son goes, his favorite food is the vegetables his mother grows and cooks.

Mother said on the side: "You eat slowly, don't choke," and patted Wen Lang on the back as she spoke.

Wen Aiguo raised his head and asked, "You bought this car yourself?" ”

Wen Lang bit the watermelon in his mouth and said "um".

"How much?" Wu Caixia asked.

"A total of three million joint procedures!"

"Three million?" The mother's voice suddenly raised an octave in surprise, "Where did you get all the money?" ”

The father was also frightened by the price Wen Lang said: "You didn't do anything bad, did you?" Then he shook his head again, "You didn't do bad things, you won the lottery ticket?" ”

Wen Lang swallowed the watermelon in his mouth, shook his head and said, "I planted two orchids and sold them to others for a total of 25 million. Wen Lang didn't want to tell his parents that he lent Lin Kai 5 million, otherwise his parents would have to ask and ask, so it was better to directly say that he sold 25 million.

"What orchid can be sold for so much money, even if it is made of gold, it is not worth that money, right?" Father stared at Wen Lang with suspicion.

Wen Lang said angrily: "Dad, we don't understand the world of the rich, those high-end flowers and plants are much more important to them than tens of millions, tens of millions are about the same as dozens of dollars in our eyes for them, and my orchid is an unavoidable treasure for them!" ”

The father picked up a piece of watermelon and said while eating: "Anyway, as long as your money comes right, you can control what you do!" ”

The mother was groping around the car at this time, wanting to see what kind of car her son bought was worth three million, Wen Lang saw his mother's cautious appearance, so he said: "Mom, the car door is open, you go up and sit down and try it." ”

The mother retracted her hand: "Don't, I have a lot of dirt on me, a new car, don't let me get dirty." ”

Wen Lang got up and pulled the car door, pushed his mother in and said, "It's okay Mom, you can sit at ease, let's wash it if it's dirty, this is our own car, don't be afraid!" ”

Seeing his mother sitting cramped in the car and feeling uncomfortable, Wen Lang was a little sad.