Chapter 120 Zeyu has insomnia
With a smiling face, Lan Zeyu helped his mother pick up vegetables, and said to his mother: "Mom, where is there anything that drags us down, we are a family." β
When family members are in trouble, we should help each other, shouldn't we?
Mom, blame me for not being capable.
If I was good at earning, if I was good at reading, I don't think I would be like this.
Slowly, I will definitely work hard in the future, and I will definitely let you and your aunt live a good life.
I don't believe it, I have hands and feet, why should I ask for a diploma?
I just have hands and feet, and I can find good work.
I have to earn money.
I must find a lot of money to honor my mother.
Mom β
"Lan Zeyu, just brag, just like you, you still make a lot of money, just like you, you still honor your mother?"
Lan Zeyu, it's okay if you don't drag your mother down.
You work like this for a few days and then come home, you must be doing a good job, right?
As far as the waiter in the restaurant, don't think that your mother and I don't know, your mother and I know very well.
What is the job of a waitress in a restaurant?
This is simply the place where people who can't find a job go to work.
If you want to work hard to earn money and work as a restaurant waiter all the time, you must not, tiring and hard work, a little salary, and then there is no room for development.
A restaurant waiter, you do the best, that is, a foreman, it is impossible for you to be the boss.
But for you kid, being a boss is never going to happen.
If you think about those presidents, so beautiful, so rich, so mighty, you never want to think about it.
You want to be the president of a company, that's absolutely impossible.
Therefore, you don't want to make a lot of money, just do a good job as a waiter.
Finally your mom, I'll figure it out.
I don't believe it, I can't help it.
Besides, my son Ji Xubin also already has a good job.
You know that, right?
My son's job is called a good job.
That's why my son is called Genzheng Miaohong.
Entering a mobile game company like my son did, that's a very high-end job.
Do you know?
If a mobile game company develops well, the prospects are immeasurable.
A mobile game company, if it goes public, will definitely have a lot of money.
You know what my son does, my son writes game programming.
In fact, the best industry right now is to do programming.
The most lucrative industry is programming.
My child can program, my child, has the ability, unlike you who don't know anything, your mind is empty.
Why do you make a lot of money?
You don't know anything in your head, how can you get rich?
You can't speak, and you don't have a flexible brain, unlike your younger brother Ji Xubin.
Look at your brother and my son Ji Xubin, how smart!
Not everyone will want to program, only those with geniuses will.
Not everyone would want to program.
This kind of thing is innate, not something you can learn, not acquired, not something that can be cultivated.
Do you understand?
So you don't have to be whimsical and think about making a lot of money.
You just have to do a good job as a waiter and work hard, and don't think about getting rich all at once.
It's not like your mom hasn't lived in a villa, it's not like your mom hasn't seen a villa-
"Ahem, ahemβ"
When she said this, the woman's voice stopped abruptly.
Villa?
When he said this, he stopped talking all of a sudden.
Lan Zeyu was confused.
But the aunts exchanged glances with the mother, and it seemed that the mother had been winking at the aunt, and pulling a face to look at the aunt.
What do you mean?
Does the villa have anything to do with the mother?
Did my mother really live in a villa before?
Did Mother really see the villa?
All this time, my mother has been living in the country, and my mother said the same.
Could it be that my mother used to work as a nanny in someone's big villa, is this the case?
Or maybe my mother went into the villa and worked as a cook or something.
That's all for thinking, right?
Maybe my mother used to be a nanny?
When Lan Zeyu thought of this, he raised his head and looked at his mother very suspiciously.
Lan Zeyu said to his mother: "Mom, you used to work outside, right?"
Mom, I mean, when you were younger, you must have been in the city - in a villa as a nanny, right?
No wonder my mother's dishes cooked so well.
Mother must have been helping with the cooking in that villa before, right?
After finishing speaking, Lan Zeyu picked up some more dishes and sent them to his mother's bowl.
The mother smiled and nodded, not admitting or denying it.
But the aunt sitting next to her seemed to be a little unable to hold back and wanted to speak, but the mother stepped on the aunt vigorously under the table.
After all, my mother has no strength now, and after my aunt was stepped on by my mother, she naturally shut up.
But my aunt seemed to be holding her breath. Obviously he stayed in the big villa, and he was obviously the owner of the big villa, but this son said that his mother was the nanny in the big villa.
How can this be?
This woman won't say anything, since her sister won't let her say it, then she won't say anything.
Since my sister wants to hide it from this son, forget it.
If my sister wants to treat this son as a fool, then I don't care.
After all, you are mother and son.
After all, you are a family! When Aunt Lan Xiangling thought of this, she pulled a face, continued to eat, and ate hard, I, Lan Xiangling, didn't care about these things!
After the three of them, they didn't talk about their mother, their son, their aunt, or their cousin.
The three of them ate in peace.
After eating a meal, I ate all the dishes, and I definitely had a good appetite.
The boy was very full, and when he was done, he was burping and looking completely relaxed.
Lan Zeyu was thinking, unlike eating in a restaurant, he was always so particular, even if he stuffed his teeth, he couldn't put his teeth on his teeth.
I just want to burp to the full, but I can't hit it that big.
Lan Zeyu felt that as long as he ate at home, he was relaxed, only by eating at home could he do whatever he wanted, and only at home could he do whatever he wanted.
It's not like when you work as a waiter in a restaurant, you have to see if the person next to you is looking at what you want to do.
After Lan Zeyu had eaten, it was very late.
Lan Zeyu took his mother back to the room, chatted with his mother, and didn't coax his mother to sleep until he dozed off with his mother, and helped his mother cover the quilt.
Then he came out of his mother's room, closed the door softly, and the boy went back to his room.
Although the boy's room is very small and very shabby, the bed is also very old, and the furniture inside is very old, but it feels warm.
Because after all, this is your own home.
Although my own home, and the rental house, are actually similar, they are so dilapidated and so thick, but this is my own place, so I can stay freely.
Lan Zeyu lay down on the bed and felt more relaxed than ever.
He got into the quilt, held his mobile phone, habitually flipped through his mobile phone, clicked on WeChat, read it, looked at the circle of friends, and felt completely boring.
He threw his phone away, it was better to close his eyes and want to fall asleep early.
After all, I have to help my mother get the test sheet tomorrow.
There are important things to do tomorrow.
Maybe I'll have to figure out how to pay for the medicine tomorrow.
What kind of illness the mother is and how serious it is, it depends on what the doctor says.
In case my mother's illness is very serious, I don't know where to get the medical expenses that come with it.
Either way, there's a way.
After all, I am a person.
After all, he is a man.
After all, I should take on the responsibility of the whole family.
Lan Zeyu closed his eyes and couldn't sleep for a long time.
I don't know what's going on, maybe I haven't slept in the bed at home for a few days, maybe I have some recognition of the bed.
Recognize the bed?
This is his own home, Lan Zeyu felt very funny, and he slept for a long time, but he didn't let himself fall asleep.
He felt a little irritated in his heart.
This is the kind of emotion when people can't sleep, they want to fall asleep very much, but they just can't sleep.
So the boy lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and finally thought of walking around the living room.
But he was afraid of waking his aunt and mother up, so he walked around his room a few times.
The room was small, and it was just a few steps around.
It's just that when the boy turned around, he found that the outside of the window was actually very beautiful, and outside the window, the moon shone in.
Lan Zeyu saw at a glance that the light outside the window was very bright, and the boy seemed to be interested.
He walked over to the window and opened it.
Opening the windows this season is actually very cool.
She leaned on this window and looked at the moon outside.
At this moment, the moon is really very bright.
Next to the moon there seemed to be stars twinkling and twinkling.
He felt that the stars were like human eyes.
Lan Zeyu looked and watched, and suddenly a girl's eyes flashed in his mind.
That girl's eyes are like these stars, always twinkling, so clear, so deep, and so good-looking.
Who is this girl?
This girl is Fish Stone Creek.
No, no, no!
Why do you think of the girl Yushixi again?
No.
Lan Zeyu immediately stopped looking at this information, looking at these twinkling stars, he always thought of the eyes of the girl in Yushixi, and the eyes of the girl in Yushixi were always flashing, always so beautiful, so beautiful.
Every time I see Yu Shixi's eyes, I look at them in a very bad situation, and I look at them in an unlucky situation.
Therefore, I can't think about the girl in Yushixi.