Chapter 15: Mom, Are You Satisfied?
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is December.
Since buying the car, Jiang Nansun has been home almost every day, and has made a lot of suggestions for the decoration of the new home.
Jiang Pengfei's investment has also made some gains, and now his personal assets have successfully accumulated to seven or eight small goals.
In order to achieve this achievement, Jiang Pengfei slept later than a dog every day, got up earlier than a chicken, and stayed next to the computer as long as he got up together.
Today, instead of investing, I did an operation and transferred all the money to the account.
After that, sitting on the sofa, Jiang Pengfei began to talk to himself:
"You should stop first, otherwise your little fish will be noticed by the crocodile in the water, and it will be trouble~"
Waiting for the money to arrive in the account and settle in his pocket, Jiang Pengfei spread out on the sofa as if he was relieved, he had a small problem, that is, only the money in his pocket was his own money.
I closed my eyes and rested for a while, and after less than 20 minutes, I heard the phone ring:
"How many times have I fallen on the road, how many times have I broken my wings~"
Jiang Pengfei opened his eyes and took the phone over to take a look, it turned out to be a call from the decoration company.
Press the speakerphone: "Hey! ”
"Mr. Jiang, the basic decoration of your house has been completed, when do you have time to come over and take a look, if there is anything you are not satisfied with, we will change it again!"
It was the leader of the decoration company who called, and the tone was old and respectful, and it was not okay if it was not respectful, because the balance had not yet been settled.
Jiang Pengfei patted his head, he almost forgot about it, this day was busy without night or night, because the opening of Europe and the United States was at night.
"Okay, I'll take my mom over to take a look in a while!"
"Okay, then I'll be waiting for you and the old lady on your side!"
Vice President Wang, the leader of the decoration company, said into the phone with a smile on his face.
After Jiang Pengfei hung up the phone here, he first called his daughter Jiang Nansun, after all, he didn't notify people when he moved, and if he didn't notify him after the decoration was completed, people should take care of it.
"Hey, what's the matter with Dad~" Jiang Nansun, who was woken up by the phone, picked up the phone and said lazily.
She didn't have a class this morning and was sleeping in.
As soon as Jiang Pengfei heard this voice, he knew that he must not have gotten up:
"I said, Nansun, what time is it?"
"Oops, I don't have a class this morning~"
Jiang Nansun held her mobile phone, almost half asleep and half awake, in fact, as long as she didn't want to go, it would be regarded as no class.
I've already gone to college, and I'm still working hard like high school, so isn't this college in vain?
Jiang Pengfei didn't care about her, and directly stated the purpose of his call:
"Our house has been renovated today, do you want to go and see it with your father and grandma?"
"Don't go, I won't go~" Jiang Nansun was already about to fall asleep, and subconsciously whispered back, and then put the phone aside and continued to sleep.
"Then you can sleep~" Jiang Pengfei said helplessly.
After hanging up the phone, I looked up and saw that my mother was not there, and I thought it was in the kitchen.
As a result, I got up and walked to the kitchen, only to see the nanny Aunt Jia preparing lunch alone.
"Aunt Jia, where's my mother?" Jiang Pengfei asked the nanny.
Aunt Jia turned to Jiang Pengfei and said:
"Grandma should have gone for a walk downstairs!"
"Oh, then I see!" Jiang Pengfei was about to leave after speaking, and turned back after just a few steps:
"By the way, lunch will be done later, the new house is decorated, I'll take the old lady to see it first!"
"Hmm~" Aunt Jia nodded.
Jiang Pengfei put on his coat, went downstairs with the car keys, and made a call to Jiang's mother:
"Hey, Mom, where are you?"
Jiang's mother was walking in the park at this time, and replied into her mobile phone:
"I'm in XX Park nearby!"
Jiang Pengfei pressed the car key, unlocked the car and opened the door:
"Mom, then I'll pick you up, our house is decorated, let's take a look!"
When he arrived at the address mentioned by Jiang's mother, Jiang Pengfei picked up his mother and drove directly to his own home, which had been being renovated.
After getting in the car, Jiang's mother asked:
"Son, did you tell Nansun, can't she come?"
Jiang Pengfei complained while driving:
"Don't mention it, I called him just now, and it turned out that your granddaughter was still asleep at what time it was."
"After I finished speaking, she directly said not to go, but according to my estimation, she should still think she was dreaming~"
"Oh~" Jiang Mu nodded.
At this time, the vice president of the decoration company at the door of the house had already pulled the banner, held flowers in his hand and took all the workers, waiting for the arrival of the mother and son with a smile on his face at the door.
Seeing Jiang Pengfei stop the car steadily, he took the initiative to help open the car door and help the old lady down:
"Auntie, slow down!"
"Thank you, kid!" Mother Jiang said with a smile on her face.
"You're too polite, Auntie, just call me Xiao Wang!" After speaking, he handed over the flowers in his hand.
After Jiang Pengfei got out of the car, he shook hands with Vice President Wang when he saw these things:
"Mr. Wang, you have a heart!"
After that, Jiang's mother stood at the door, looked up and saw that the walls outside her house had also been renovated, and she couldn't help nodding.
Here, Mr. Wang's main focus is a caring, and he took the initiative to help open the door, and began to introduce the mother and son to the first floor:
"Aunt Jiang, Mr. Jiang, the overall layout of our first floor has not changed much, but a small cubicle has been made on the kitchen side, which can be used as a nanny room!"
"All the ornaments in the living room are according to the photos provided to me by Mr. Jiang, and we have almost restored them as much as possible!"
"There was only the kitchen and the public restroom on the first floor, and we made a very big change and replaced it all with modern furniture."
Mother Jiang didn't speak, but stared at all the facilities in the living room in front of her with tears in her eyes, just like when she got married in 59.
I can't help but walk over and touch here and there.
Mr. Wang, a group of decoration companies, also has more eyesight, and when he saw this scene, he stood there and closed his mouth, and did not continue to introduce it.
Seeing this, Jiang Pengfei walked over and held his mother's hand, and said softly:
"Mom, are you still satisfied?"
"Satisfied, mom is so satisfied, son, you have a heart!" Jiang's mother was very moved and patted her son's hand and said.
"Shall we continue to watch, or shall you rest for a while?" Jiang Pengfei asked with a smile.
Mother Jiang took a few deep breaths:
"Let's keep watching!"
At this time, Mr. Wang walked over and led the mother and son to visit the kitchen and bathroom.
After that, everyone went down the stairs to the second floor, and Mr. Wang continued to introduce:
"Our second floor, there were three large rooms before, and we changed it slightly according to the needs of the whole as a whole."
"Now it's four rooms, three of which are facing the sun, and one room is separated from the shade, so that you can live in your own family or something!"
With the introduction of Mr. Wang of the decoration company, Jiang's mother nodded while listening.
also opened the door and looked at her room, and found that the furniture and other furnishings were the same as she remembered, which made Jiang's mother very satisfied, she was a nostalgic person.
Jiang Pengfei's room is more modern, and his daughter Jiang Nansun's boudoir is decorated according to her requirements, with a pink girlish style.
The attic on the 3rd floor was renovated into a study according to Jiang Pengfei's requirements.
(End of chapter)