Song Fan took the key and the door number and glanced at the sign on the door number.

Wow - it turned out to be the villa area of Fenghao Villa!

Although Song Fan has not been there, he has also heard of the north of the city, a wealthy area that has just been developed two years ago, is Fenghao Villa.

In the past two years, it has just caught up with the real estate boom, and the millions of villas over there have soared to tens of millions after they were completed in just a few years.

It's no wonder that Fan Tong saw it and was reluctant to send it away. After all, this villa was won by converting part of the square meter of the family's old house and adding money.

"It's rare for a son to be filial, and I'm not welcome to be a father. Song Fan put away the key to the villa and left.

"You're really welcome!" Fan Tonggan glared, watching Song Fan put away the key to the villa, his heart was dripping blood!

But at this time, Old Man Fan said again: "When the real estate certificate of the villa is issued, sign your grandfather's name directly." ”

"Poof......" Fan listened to it and almost vomited blood and died on the spot.

"Dad, I'll ask them to drive you back?" Old Man Fan sent Song Fan all the way to the door.

"No need. I'll just take a taxi back. Song Fan waved his hand, "Son, grandson, great-grandson, you can stay." I am gone for the Father's sake, and I will come back to see you when I have time. ”

Song Fan didn't dare to risk letting Old Man Fan's children and grandchildren send him.

Although he accepted Old Man Fan as his son, Song Fan could see that Old Man Fan's sons and grandsons, Fan Tong and Fan Jian, father and son, were not good. I can't wait to cut myself with a thousand knives this night.

Let them drive them back, what if they have bad thoughts along the way?

For the sake of safety, Song Fan still took a taxi home by himself.

Finally sent Song Fan, the "ancestor", away, Fan Tong and Fan Jian, father and son, hugged their heads and cried excitedly.

"Dad, what the hell is going on?"

"It's okay, son, bear with me first. I'll take your grandfather to a psychiatric hospital tomorrow for treatment. When your grandfather's illness is cured, I'll settle accounts with that bastard!

Old Man Fan sent Song Fan away, and he was still a little unsatisfied. When he returned, he gathered his children and grandchildren. Older people like to reminisce about the past......

"You two, come over to me! I'll tell you about my father's glorious deeds back then! I'll see you for the first time today, and I'm giving you a good introduction. ”

"Dad...... Grandfather...... You spare us!" Fan Tong and Fan Jian, father and son, wanted to cry without tears.

After leaving Fan's house.

"System, my old son, doesn't he have any skills to inherit?"

After all, Old Man Fan is old, and his comprehensive evaluation is only worth 250 points of father's love value, which is cheaper than that little gangster Brother Long. Therefore, Song Fan didn't expect to learn any skills from this son.

System: Son Fan Mix is too old, and he really doesn't have any skills. But he lived a particularly long life, one hundred and three years. Does the host inherit the longevity gene of his son Fan Ming?

When Song Fan heard this, he immediately agreed.

Inherit the longevity gene of his son Fan Ming. The life expectancy of the host is increased by ten years!

Song Fan didn't expect that there would be such an unexpected gain!

"It seems that it is not necessary to accept a big man as a son, even if it is an ordinary small person, he can inherit one or two shining points in them. ”

By accepting Brother Long, a gangster, as his son, he has made *** two centimeters longer, and by accepting Fan Ming's old son, his longevity has increased by ten years!

The only regret is that the "long" of these two skills cannot be upgraded. It is a one-time inheritance.

But Song Fan also felt very satisfied, after all, you get what you pay for.

On the way home, Song Fan went to a big shopping mall again, found a clothing store at a suitable price, and spent thousands of yuan to choose two sets of clothes for his parents.

"When I have more money in the future, I'll be buying better clothes for you two elders!

Soon, Song Fan returned home.

"Dad, Mom! I'm back!"

This is a small house of more than 60 square meters, two bedrooms and one living room. It can't be compared with the hundreds of square meters of villas of the Fan family just now. But it's full of home.

"Xiao Fan is back, go write your homework for a while. Dinner will be served soon. In the tinkling kitchen, the voice of her mother Liu Yue'e came.

Father Song Jianguo was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and when he saw his son coming back, he asked, "Xiaofan, how did you do in the exam today?"

"Today's math should be fine, at least I can score more than 100 points. Song Fan said confidently.

"Heh, you stinky boy, when did you learn to brag? With your usual grades, it's good to pass the exam. ”

Father Song Jianguo shook his head with a wry smile. Although his son's academic performance was not good, Song Jianguo did not blame his son, and always encouraged him to do his best.

"That's right, Mom and Dad. I've bought you new clothes, so you can put them on!"

Father Song Jianguo changed into a handsome suit, as if he was ten years younger all of a sudden.

Mother Liu Yue'e also put on her son's newly bought clothes and shoes, and she was suddenly radiant and radiant.

Under the dim light, the parents seem to have returned to the way they were when they were young and in love. Song Fan couldn't help but be in a trance when he watched from the side.

For the first time, Song Fan realized that his mother was so beautiful, and she must have been a great beauty when she was young.

"I don't know how my father, a poor bastard, caught up with my mother, a great beauty?" Song Fan thought, maybe this is true love, right?' It's a pity that the family is poor, and my parents have worked hard for many years, and it is not as good as it was back then. ’

Song Fan secretly swore in his heart that he must let his parents live a good life in the future!

"Xiaofan has grown up and knows filial piety to his parents. Mother Liu Yue'e's eyes overflowed with tears of excitement.

"Dad, Mom, my son won't let you work so hard in the future. I have grown up, so henceforth you will be blessed with your son. Song Fan assured his parents.

Just like the rich and noble do not return to their hometowns, it is like a night walk in brocade. Now that Song Fan has a system, if he can't let his parents who love him live a good life first, then what's the point of wanting this system?

"Good son, grow up sensible. In the future, your parents will follow you to enjoy happiness. But now your parents are still young and motivated, and it's not yet time for you to take over the baton, you just need to go to school hard. Father Song Jianguo smiled with relief.

"Okay, let's stop talking, let's eat. Meals are going to be cold. Mother Liu Yue'e wiped the tears from her eyes and hurriedly brought the prepared meal.

Although Song Fan had already eaten it, he still ate it with his parents.

The three of them were at the same table, and they had a great time. Three bowls of rice, two dishes and one soup. Dinner was simple, but it was full of home. For Song Fan, this is a unique taste that no chef can make.

"By the way, Jianguo, what did you talk about in today's meeting in the factory? Is there also a saying about layoffs and salary cuts?" her mother, Liu Yue, suddenly asked worriedly.

Due to the recent economic downturn, the machinery industry is facing a difficult transition. In the small factory where Song Fan's father, Song Jianguo, worked, for the sake of profits, he had to adopt a plan of salary cuts and layoffs.

Skilled veteran workers like Song Jianguo in the factory will be forced to have their salaries reduced. New employees are laid off directly. Those who do not accept the salary reduction will also be laid off.

Song Jianguo shook his head helplessly: "Director Zhou's attitude is very resolute, and oil and salt are not entered. A few of our old workers are not afraid to threaten him with resignation. Alas...... Be prepared for a few years of hard life......"

Liu Yue's face darkened, and she also sighed heavily. Now her salary is only about 3,000, and if her husband's salary is being reduced, life will be even more difficult. The main reason is that my son is about to go to college, and he has to ask for a lot of money.

'It seems that I can only do odd jobs in the evening to earn some money......,' Liu Yue'e secretly planned.

And Song Jianguo drank a glass of wine, smoked a cigarette in annoyance, and glanced at his son, who had grown up, with bitterness and mixed tastes in his heart.

My son didn't have a good life with him, and he was very ashamed.

'Alas...... The old man was right, he left the Song family, I'm not bullshit. Over the years, it has become more and more miserable......

'Alas...... Anyway, my son is so old. I gave up my face and took Xiaofan back. While the old man is still alive, he will not be too ruthless. At least that's his grandson!'

Song Jianguo sighed heavily and made a difficult decision. For the sake of his son's future, he had to go back.

Listening to the conversation between his parents, Song Fan couldn't help frowning.

The director of Zhou in his father's factory, Song Fan has also seen it. He is five big and three thick, and he is bitter and mean. When he was a child, Song Fan went to the factory to find his father, and was viciously beaten by this factory director Zhou, thinking that he was coming to affect the progress of work.

In private, the workers scolded the factory director as "Zhou Peel", and did not understand the hard work of others at all.

"Dad, don't worry. I didn't dare to lower your salary that week, I'll talk to him tomorrow!"

Song Fan originally planned to rely on the system to help his parents change some easy and profitable positions first, and just took this opportunity to solve his father's troubles first.

When Song Jianguo heard his son say this, he naturally didn't take it to heart. smiled: "You are a little child, what can you talk about with Director Zhou? ”