At 18:15 on August 18, 2110, Yang Xingming's home

"Wash your hands and eat. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mother Yang took off the apron that Yang Xingming had just put on and tied it, and walked to the kitchen next to the door to make a fire and cook.

Father Yang parked the hovering suitcase in the lower left corner of the door, so that its red laser could scan the receiver on the door, and the smart door horse made a creaking part running-in sound, and then stretched out the mechanical hand from below, compressed the suitcase and transported it in, and the luggage intelligent housekeeper inside would handle it by itself, so that they appeared where they should appear.

Table tennis.

You see, the dishes in the suitcase just appeared on the kitchen stove.

"Dad, I've told you a few times, the dishes are taken out directly, and the freshness of the dishes will be greatly reduced." Dr. Yang, who came rushing from the windowsill to smell the scent, said.

The son was surprised. Dr. Yang made the action of holding his glasses, although he did not wear glasses, "This act of the father is to fully exercise the teamwork ability of the machine, so as to carry forward the fundamental purpose of the machine to benefit the people, the doorway behind the small behavior is not ordinary, the son still needs to learn more, haha." ”

Boom! Yang's father was knocked on the back of the head, and Yang's mother walked to the refrigerator by the door with the murder tool, the soup spoon, and counted Yang's father while taking the seasoning ingredients: "If you are lazy, you will be lazy, don't talk to your son about these nonsense things, take Mingming, wash your face and hands, and prepare to eat." ”

"Hey, hey, hey." Yang Xingming, who was helped by his mother, looked like a chicken thief with villains, and rushed to the bathroom in front of Yang's father to wash his hands and face.

By the way, haven't you eaten, Mingming?

……

After a short period of noise, it was the Yang family's long-lost dinner time, which was the closest time for the two generations of the family, when the parents cared about the physical and mental health of their children, and the children sympathized with the hard work of their parents. For the reborn Yang Xingming, this is even more commendable, because in his previous life, he failed his parents' expectations on impulsiveness and almost fell into a situation of "no return".

"Let's chirp, let's start school soon." Picking up the sauce elbow burned by Yang's mother and putting it in his mouth, Yang's father asked his good son who had been absent for more than a month while chewing.

"Well, it's only a week until the 25th."

"Is the homework done?"

"Alas, the hateful school didn't assign homework, so I couldn't study well during the summer vacation." The insincere speech, coupled with the smiling and non-smiling expression of chewing Dongpo meat in his mouth, two words: underbeaten.

"Come on, your dad doesn't know you yet, that game is fun, it seems to be called "Disillusionment", that game helmet is expensive and expensive, listen to your dad's colleague, you can't buy it with money."

"It's very expensive, but it was given to me by my good friend Luo Yuelong, and the game is really worth the money. It's not that my son is blowing with you, my level is the first in the whole server, and the property in it can be exchanged for 2w yuan Huaxia currency at the current exchange rate, do you know that your son is a rich man? "If you can use exaggerated comic techniques at this time, Yang Xingming's facial expression is definitely an old man's nose.

"Hey, I haven't seen one more millionaire in our family for a few days, well, it's all my godson." Well, the same goes for Father Yang's nose.

"You father and son, one virtue." Mother Yang put a plate of iron plate tofu (with a lot of pickles) on the table, joined the dinner, and also joined the Yang family's father and son's crosstalk, "Since you are obviously so rich, then your mother doesn't have to give pocket money." ”

"This is good, my old Yang raised his hands in approval, wife, give it to me, use resources reasonably." As soon as Mother Yang said this, Father Yang understood and immediately cooperated.

"Mommy, Mommy, I'm wrong or not, what do you want to buy, say it." Knowing that he couldn't resist the husband and wife, Yang Xingming raised two chopsticks and surrendered.

"This is the good son I have cultivated, well, I think about it, autumn is coming, let's have a few balls of wool imported from Australia."

jokingly knocked on his son's bamboo pole, but knocked on a cheap bamboo pole of up to 600 Chinese coins, and who this ball of wool was woven for, the family of three knew it.

Yang Xingming's heart is warm, this is the life he dreams of.

"Okay, the mother-son affection time is over, and the next time is the father's love like a mountain, good son, do you have a favorite girl in school?"

"Well, yes, her name is Leng Xiaoya, the president of our class." The usual tone. There is nothing to hide from the parents, Yang Xingming thinks so.

"Hey, just say it, there's no value in torture." Father Yang pouted as if he was dissatisfied, "If you like it, you will chase it, and if you lack money, your father will support you." ”

"Hey, are you my father, according to the development of the plot, the gentlest thing is to say that learning is the most important." Look, look, the parties are selling cheaply.

"Come on, with your grades, your dad is still wondering what kind of eyes the teacher was when he corrected the papers, he can actually go to Rhys Middle School and give our old Yang family a hard face." One moment doubt, another long face, it's really a contradiction.

But how can it be so warm to hear?

Boom! This time it's the rice spoon in my hand.

"You actually doubt our son's academic performance, being admitted to Rhys Middle School is a reflection of his strength, you are a father who does not encourage and encourage him, and pour cold water on him, and I won't make you sauce elbow to eat tomorrow." Mother Yang stood up in time to protect Yang Xingming.

But Mom, Dad was right, and I wondered if the teacher was blind, and the back of the exam paper was almost empty......

"Obviously, my mother told you." Mother Yang sandwiched the last sauce elbow on the plate to Yang Xingming's bowl, "What about girls, they all like to be knowledgeable, and they must be considerate and gentle, from now on, if you work hard, you will have a chance, ah." ”

"That's right, that's right, when you become your father and me, you'll be almost nine out of ten, refer to your mother for details."

Kind advice, and not vetoing his unrequited love strictly, is not mistaken, this is indeed Yang Xingming's parents, and he has been accustomed to it, he thinks that parents all over the world should be like this.

Although he had eaten his own Yang's dinner at 5 o'clock, the conversation and laughter with his parents was also a sweet appetizer, and before he knew it, he had eaten three bowls of rice.

The sumptuous dinner on the table was also swept away in laughter, and the variety show played in the living room was ignored.

……

The bay window next to the living room finally welcomed a second owner.

Father Yang took out two upside-down teacups and scalded them with boiling water, which was counted as cleaning. He familiarly ran to Biluochun, which he brought back from a business trip, and built two cups, one for himself and one for his son Yang Xingming.

"Daddy, is the work going well?"

"Well, this time we went to the western part of China, which has been very well developed, and it is completely different from the barrenness recorded in your history books a hundred years ago."

"Is there one over there?"

"Well, like us here, there is a very developed town, which was just established a few years ago, called Xia Mang, and the prosperity within the Third Ring Road is only a few points weaker than our seaside city Dongmu in my opinion, but it is not easy for people in inland cities to achieve such achievements."

"But it's hard to tell the difference outside the third ring, right?" Seeing that the cup in Yang's father's hand was empty, Yang Xingming hurriedly took it and filled it with his own.

"This is the current urban model in our country, where the labor of the poor supports the high welfare of the inhabitants of the center."

"Although I myself live within the Third Ring Road, Dad, I have some sympathy for them."

"Who isn't, but your dad and I just sympathize with it, so I don't think much, I can only be glad that I didn't indulge in lewd pleasure in the first half of my life, but I shaped myself to get everything I have today."

This is the education of the Yang family, and it is implied that the beautiful life of the next generation comes from their unremitting efforts in the early stage.

Yang Xingming, who is a man in two lives, naturally understands, or rather, in his previous life, he already has a very thorough understanding of this kind of urban life, because "Disillusionment" is a miniature version of Chinese society: here, those who can work can eat more.

"You father and son, as soon as you drink tea, you will be like Huangxiong (the head of the new Huaxia State) to guide the country." Mother Yang put the corn kernels on a delicate plate and handed them to the table in front of the father and son.

"I'm teaching my son what life means with a real-life example, he's a 16-year-old high school student, and he's learning how to see the world." Father Yang scooped up a few corn kernels and chewed them in his mouth.

"Well, life life." Actually, I'm 18 years old, at least mentally. Yang Xingming also scooped up a few corn kernels and chewed them in his mouth.

It's so fragrant.

"That's right, son." Squeezed in the direction of the window, giving up the place to Yang's mother, Yang's father took Yang Xingming's teacup and filled it and handed it back, "This helmet was given by your friend Luo Yuelong, since you have made so much money in the game, you have to repay him with reason, why don't you invite him to our house for a meal next time?" ”

Burst.

almost squirted out the tea that had just been drunk in his mouth, and yes, yes, Father Yang didn't know where his only friend was: "Dad, don't hide it." Luo Yuelong is the third young master of the Luo Group. ”

"The Rocks?"

"And I'm the developer of this game."

Hearing Yang Xingming's words, Yang's father and Yang's mother were really a little surprised, their son made such a prominent friend not long after his high school report, and he was happy for his son. Father Yang said: "Son, even if his family is rich and rivals the country, others have helped us, we have to repay it." In this way, your father gives you a task, and you call him in a few days, whether it is to invite him to our house for dinner, or you spend money to invite him, you have to return this love, you know. ”

"Yes, Father!"

Why is Yang's father so anxious to let Yang Xingming repay his kindness, not to let his son tie up such a gold owner, Yang Xingming has no power or power, but can prove the purity of friendship, nor does it mean that he wants to draw a line with the big man, he is just teaching Yang Xingming with his father, no matter what, no matter who comes, the grace of dripping water should be repaid with a spring.

There was a chirping bird outside the window, and I didn't eat the corn kernels just now, but now I killed a horse pistol, and it was really a smart bird.

When he turned his head, Father Yang had already scooped up more than half of the corn kernels on the plate, and he smiled and said to the elf outside the window, "Coo, dinner is coming." ”

This is definitely the happiest one since Yang Xingming's rebirth, because his parents are back.

He was so overjoyed that he neglected—

Why do parents come back early.