urban area.

Chen Siyu was nestled on the sofa, wrapped in a small blanket. She held her phone and stared at the chat history with Xue Yuantong with eyes full of curiosity.

On the right is her slightly wiser sister, but not as wise as her.

On the left is her still charming mother. Mother Chen is peeling edamame and preparing to stir-fry for lunch.

She looked at her daughter secretly, and at the same time communicated with her husband, showing a bit of worry.

My daughter went out to play last night and came home very late. When I asked her, she found out that she had gone to an Internet cafe to play games.

People like Mrs. Chen's generation don't have a good impression of Internet cafes. They stereotype them as a gathering place for gangsters. If her twin daughters go to such a place to play, if something happens to them, they will never be able to recover.

She heard from her colleagues that there was a little girl in her colleague's neighborhood. She didn't go to high school, couldn't work, and her family had no capital. The little girl spent all day playing billiards, drinking with gangsters, and finally sleeping with others in a daze.

It's quite old, only my family knows about it.

Mother Chen is so scared!

Dad Chen knows his wife's worries, but he has nothing to do. She is an adolescent girl, so she can't restrict her freedom, right? As the saying goes, things must be reversed when they go to extremes.

Mother Chen thought for a while and gave her husband another look. Father Chen understood, got up, walked to the bedroom, and closed the door.

There were only three mother and daughter left in the living room.

"Ahem, you two play with your mobile phones every day. Have you done your winter vacation homework?" Mother Chen asked.

Chen Siyu quibbled: "I have been working hard the past few days. Look at the dark circles under my eyes and my energy!"

Chen Siqing nodded "Yeah".

Chen’s mother: “You mean, you work hard to stay up late to study?”

Chen Siyu: "Yes, Mom!"

Mother Chen: "How much homework did you do during the winter vacation?"

Chen Siyu smiled coquettishly: "I didn't write much."

"..." Chen's mother didn't care about this. With this reason, she said: "It doesn't matter whether you do your winter vacation homework or not. Mom doesn't expect you two to get into a good university, as long as you two can be safe."

The twins nodded "Yeah". They didn't have any big ambitions. As long as they grew up, they could find an invincible and powerful husband!

Mother Chen continued: "So you have to promise your mother that you will be safe and sound. Just like when you two went to the Internet cafe last night, your dad and I were very worried. You two have grown up now."

Mother Chen paused and said, "Some topics between men and women may not be taught in school, but as a parent, I still have to talk to you two to avoid going astray in the future."

At this point, Chen Ma is going to talk about some adult topics. Hey, Chen Ma is so embarrassed.

While she was organizing her words, she saw her daughter Siyu patting her chest and promising, "It's okay, Mom! If you don't understand anything, just ask me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Ma was stunned on the spot. What was wrong?

…

River dam.

Director Han and his family entered the farmhouse lobby.

The heating in the hall was fully turned on. As the boss, Yang Fei did not act as a hands-off shopkeeper, but personally served at the front desk.

"Xiao Yang." Director Han spoke up.

Yang Fei put on a smile, said in a hearty voice, and said generously: "Director Han, last time you didn't serve that dish, I credited it to your account. Now I'll give it to you for free."

"Oh?" This was an unexpected surprise. Although it was a small amount of money, Director Han didn't take it lightly. The important thing was the attitude.

The lady, Mrs. Chen, looked at the environment of the farmhouse. After all, it was a farmhouse, and the decoration was not as good as that of a big hotel. Mrs. Chen's face showed a look of disgust from time to time.

Yang Fei didn't care. His farmhouse was positioned on the high-end side and usually received many dignitaries. The more he saw, the more he understood these people. Some of them had extremely arrogant faces, as if they were above ordinary people.

But it doesn't matter, Yang Fei is open for business, and his dishes will conquer customers.

"Please!" Yang Fei led several people to the box.

He handed over the menu on the table: "Except for the mushroom soup, let's see what you want to eat. Every dish is special."

He stood aside, waiting to explain to several people.

Mrs. Chen took the menu and glanced at the signature mushroom soup. When she saw the price, her eyes shrank: "6666 yuan a serving?"

She even took a second look to make sure she counted correctly, and immediately questioned: "Sold for more than 6,000 yuan? Is this the price when we go to Nanshi to eat a table of seafood?"

She looked suspicious of a black shop.

Yang Fei still smiled: "Our mushroom soup is made with real ingredients. Sister, you must have eaten or heard of wild red mushrooms. The top-quality red mushrooms in Wuyi Mountain can be sold for thousands of yuan per catty. They are cooked in a pot.

The soup is called fresh, and some of our guests have tasted red mushroom soup, but after drinking our mushroom soup, none of them can appreciate the red mushroom soup."

"I usually make reservations, and there are many veteran cadres. Of course, sister, if you don't like it, I will refund your money immediately.

"Yang Fei's familiar explanation.

These words made Mrs. Chen doubtful. She had a domineering personality, and she felt unhappy in her heart. For a while, she couldn't let go of her anger.

Yang Fei saw her reaction clearly. This kind of people are very interesting. They put on a condescending face, but they can't really be indifferent to worldly affairs. They still care about expensive dishes.

Mrs. Chen looked at the earth-pot chicken on the menu again, priced at 666 yuan.

She found fault: "Is this price comparable to the old goose? The average local chicken only costs more than 300."

Yang Fei also explained that his native chickens were obtained from someone who specialized in chicken training. They can fly as far as a hundred meters, so the meat quality is very beautiful.

Mrs. Chen got into trouble: "Where's the cake? Others charge 10 yuan per pot, but you can make it 38 yuan per pot?"

Mrs. Chen criticized: "Nowadays, some businessmen are so desperate to make money that you have taken away all the profits. How much money can the farmers make? Those who run enterprises should still have a conscience!"

Yang Fei looked at Mrs. Chen, who was wearing a mink coat, and she was full of benevolence, justice and morality.

He thought, when you can use it, you know how to take a farmer as an example. If there is an old farmer standing in front of you, he probably won't raise his eyes, right?

Yang Fei thought for a while and said, "Hey, understand, cheap grain hurts farmers."

Mrs. Chen held back her words.

After Yang Fei collected the menu and left, Mrs. Chen shouted: "Doudou!"

The big snow-white dog ran past, grabbed Mrs. Chen's mink coat with its two forelimbs, and kept making fun of it. Director Han next to him had a flash of dissatisfaction between his brows, and then cleverly hid it.

Director Han was able to climb to his current position without the help of Mrs. Chen's family. He is Director Han outside, but he does not have such a big reputation at home.

…

The door of the bungalow.

Xue Yuantong watched the big white dog enter the farmhouse. She wondered: "Jiang Ning, isn't Boss Yang not allowed to bring pets?"

She remembered that she had been helping Xue Chuchu for two days and was specifically told not to allow dogs into the store.

After hearing this, Teacher Qian raised his voice: "It's rare to see something strange. Rules are dead, but people are alive."

Jiang Ning: "Yeah."

When Teacher Qian saw the young couple next door, he did not refute. He said: "In the early years, I was seconded to the Education Bureau to help..."

When talking about his memories, Teacher Qian couldn't help but feel high-spirited. The Education Bureau is the platform for him to implement his ideals.

"At that time, there was a rule in the unit that pets were not allowed. I remember clearly that a young girl who had just joined the job had a dog. She was discovered and was ordered to send it away, haha." Teacher Qian sneered.

"Later, our leader's family also got a dog, and it was a big dog. He wandered around the work every day, and even brought it to the cafeteria and served it to the table openly. As a result, everyone greeted her enthusiastically and praised her cute dog! There was nothing wrong with it.

One person is going to bring up the no-pets rule!”

Speaking of this, Teacher Qian seemed to have lost his sophistication and became passionate and generous, and the skin on his face glowed with vitality.

Xue Yuantong thought for a while and said: "It looks like a dog, but in fact, their unit has many dogs."

Teacher Qian's expression suddenly froze, and the look he looked at Tongtong actually contained a complicated and difficult-to-understand meaning.

‘Is this girl really as stupid as she appears?’ Teacher Qian wondered.

In the next sentence, Xue Yuantong asked: "Teacher Qian, have you ever praised the dog for being cute?"

When Teacher Qian heard this, he suddenly jumped up from his chair. As if he was insulted, he yelled: "That dog is ugly and smelly. I complimented him, but I asked him directly!"

Jiang Ning looked at him and could probably understand why Teacher Qian, as a cultural person decades ago, should have had a good future, but now he is just an ordinary teacher.

Some qualities will not change with the passage of time, but will only become stronger.

However, time can still change many things.

Zhang Ruyun got closer to the Porsche Cayenne and admired the frog face on the Cayenne logo for a while. The more he looked at it, the more classy it became.

‘If I could drive a Cayenne, would Ayue still leave me?’ This bold idea popped into Zhang Ruyun’s mind.

Definitely not, because Ah Yue's blind date only drove an ordinary Volkswagen sedan.

Thinking further, the fashionable guy at the New Year’s class reunion only drove the Asia Dragon. If he were a Cayenne, wouldn’t he easily crush the crowd?

In other words, if he had a Cayenne... Zhang Ruyun's heart skipped a beat and he actually looked back at the bungalow. Unfortunately, Xue Chuchu was not there.

Zhang Ruyun continued to stare at the curve of the Cayenne's body. From this moment on, the Zhang Ruyun who vowed to build roads for river dams and build high-rise buildings half a year ago so that poor people would no longer be afraid of the dark and live a happy life disappeared.

Instead, it was Zhang Ruyun who wanted to own a Porsche Cayenne.
To be continued...