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

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

"Mother, are you back?"

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

Fang 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 love it when he comes. ”

Fang 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?"

"Ten thousand?" Han Juan was taken aback, this ten thousand is not a minority.

"What were you going to do yesterday? Are you going to the casino again? Just now, it was like a spring breeze, and his gentle face instantly became extremely cold.

"No, I didn't go." Looking at his mother's frosty face, Fang Zihao had no choice but to lick his tongue and replied: "Yes, it was owed 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 people outside!" See if I don't kill you! ”

Fang 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!" At this moment, Fang Zihao seems to have ten thousand grievances.

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

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

"Great!" After taking the money, his mood brightened.

Fang 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 my father. ”

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

Han Juan glanced at her son and said bitterly, "What's wrong with being at home?" For you to eat, for your use, and then the inheritance of this family will be all yours. ”

"It's all mine, does my eldest brother agree?" Fang 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, you didn't have the final say on that incident from childhood to adulthood?" Suddenly, Fang Zihao's eyes rolled, and he said, "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, "Your uncle will celebrate his fiftieth birthday on the sixteenth of this month, how do you have to prepare?" ”

"The wine has been ordered, but there are still some details to discuss." 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 were held in South China and North China, aunt, do you think this battle is going to start? ”

Hearing that there was going to be a war, Han Juan panicked, and hurriedly pulled her nephew's hand and said, "What if this battle really wants to be fought?" What can we do with our factory and shop? ”

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

Fang 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 looked at her son and said angrily. In her mind, her son is not so well-behaved, sensible and likable.

"Now that the Communist Party is being arrested everywhere, who knows what his friend's brother's surname is?"

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

"My aunt."

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

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." ”

"Come on, I'll pinch it for you." As he spoke, he pinched it seriously.

"Real sycophants." Lin Fangzihao 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?" ”

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