After Yu Youhui put the dishes into the kitchen, she looked at Fan Wei who was already asleep on the sofa through the glass, and couldn't help but whisper to Li Huijuan beside her, "Sister Li, your son... is such a high school student?"

"Yes, hehe, I'm just in the first year of high school." Li Huijuan always feels endless pride when she mentioned her son. "My Xiaofan is really an obedient and sensible child. When I divorced his father, he didn't learn well for a while, but he quickly corrected it. Just because I wanted him to take the key points, he got into Jiangde No. 1 Middle School. When I saw that I suffered too much, I worked hard to make money. I'm not going to have such a comfortable life now, but it's all my fault."

"Sister, what did you say? Your son bought this house for you?" Yu Youhui couldn't believe that a young man who was only seventeen or eighteen years old could make a lot of money? I'm afraid that few people would believe her if she said it out, right?

"Yes, he bought this house. Where can I afford it?" Li Huijuan said this and sighed, "More than half a year ago, I lived in an old house in the textile factory in the old city. The hardship at that time is still fresh in my memory."

When Yu Youhui heard Li Huijuan say this, her face gradually changed from shock to a little excited. Because she suddenly thought that if Fan Wei was really a rich young man, then it would be easy to find an errand for her son? As soon as she considered this, she suddenly said shyly, "Sister Li, I really envy you. If I have such an obedient and sensible son, I will die with peace of mind. Alas, my son..."

Li Huijuan understood what Yu Youhui wanted to say as soon as she heard it, and said with a smile, "Youhui, although we have not been familiar with each other for a long time, I know that you are a good person, kind-hearted and helpful. I am naturally willing to be a neighbor with someone like you. I, the aunt, are willing to help with your son. After your man and son come, I will mention it to Xiao Fan and see what he says."

"Thank you... Thank you Sister Li." Hearing Li Huijuan's promise, Yu Youhui was so happy that she didn't know how to thank her. Obviously, her son's affairs have always been her unforgettable heart disease. If she could really find a good job through Fan Wei, then her son wouldn't have to worry about it himself. What a great thing this is! As the saying goes, a prodigal son can't change his money and have a stable job, which is better than anything else.

Yu Youhui, who was very happy, hurriedly took out her cell phone and dialed it home, told her man to tell her, and asked him to come quickly to accompany Fan Wei, and called his son.

Her man was not a fool either. When she heard that the son of the neighbor opposite was actually a rich and powerful person, she didn't want to curry favor with him. So soon, Yu Youhui's man arrived before cooking in the kitchen.

The door was opened by Fan Wei. After he was awakened by the knock on the door, he stood up and opened the door. He saw two men, one old and one young, standing outside. He couldn't help but ask strangely, "Who are you looking for?"

"Well, haha, you are Fan Wei, right?" The middle-aged man had a smile on his face, looked approachable, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and was quite gentle. Standing next to him was a young man who was probably one or two years younger than Fan Wei. He looked very cold and unruly with a stern face, as if everyone owed him millions.

"What are you?" Since he knew that his name was Fan Wei, Fan Wei knew that he had not found the wrong door, but it was obvious that Fan Wei did not know the pair who looked like father and son in front of him.

"Oh, I'm your neighbor, haha, my wife said she was cooking at your house, so let me come first." The middle-aged man smiled and said politely, "It's right that you don't know me, because our family just moved here in November."

"Oh, you are Aunt Yu's..." Fan Wei then reacted, smiled and opened the door and said enthusiastically, "Uncle, please come in, Aunt Yu is cooking inside."

When the middle-aged man saw Fan Wei open the door, he immediately smiled even harder. He turned his head and whispered to the young man beside him, "Wang Wei, why are you still stunned? Why don't you call Brother Fan!"

The young man named Wang Wei looked at him, and obviously curled his lips and sneered, "He is probably younger than me, so let me call him brother? Why!"

"You..." The middle-aged man was so angry that he was so arrogant that he immediately opened his hand and was about to hit him. Fan Wei hurriedly stopped him with a smile, "Don't, uncle, come in quickly, it doesn't matter what he called, it's cold, don't get cold."

"Hmph, you're such a rebellious son who won't fight for it!" The middle-aged man angrily walked into the house, holding two bottles of Jian Nanchun in his hand. Fan Wei hurriedly said, "Oh, why do you have to bring wine for this simple meal? Besides, there is still wine at home, no one can drink it."

"Haha, it's okay. The wine will not be broken if it's stored for a long time. I'll drink it when I want to drink it." The middle-aged man pushed the glasses on his nose, and neatly put the two bottles of white wine in his hand on the cabinet, sat on the sofa and smiled, "Xiao Fan, don't you mind if I call you like this?"

"Don't mind?" Fan Wei didn't know what he meant, so he hurriedly said, "My mother called me Xiao Fan, you also call this and it sounds kind, haha."

"See? Have you seen? Xiao Fan is just educated and polite, not like you. He doesn't even want to call Brother Voice. Do you think you are the biggest in the world?" Hearing Fan Wei's words, the middle-aged man obviously couldn't help but teach Wang Wei who was sitting next to him again.

Wang Wei curled his lips, looking cold and he didn't reply a word.

"Haha..." Fan Wei smiled dryly and said curiously, "That... Uncle, are you father-son relationships?"

"Yes, my name is Wang Xuezhi. He is my son, Wang Wei, haha." The middle-aged man named Wang Xuezhi nodded and explained, "If you don't dislike me in the future, just call me Uncle Wang. As for this guy, just call him Xiao Wei."

"Dad, are you here to have a meal or report to the leader? I think you're almost showing off our family tree!" Wang Wei obviously despised his father's enthusiasm and spoke without mercy.

"You little bastard, what are you talking nonsense? Why, I'm used to being arrogant outside and want to come to the house to be arrogant, right? A bastard, I won't beat you!" Wang Xuezhi's face turned red when his son said it, and he raised his hand to beat him. Wang Wei was really tough, but he raised his face and was actually ready to resist.

Fan Wei hurriedly persuaded the raid to hold his arm and smiled, "Don't do it, Uncle Wang, if you have something to say, don't do it, don't do it, haha."

Wang Xuezhi was obviously very angry and slapped at the coffee table with one hand and scolded, "You bastard, you are rude and you are causing trouble for me everywhere. You still have to pay attention to you! I'm going to deal with you well when I get home!"

To be honest, Fan Wei was also a little unhappy. After all, this is someone else's home. If there is any dissatisfaction, I will go back and say that it is necessary to tell it on the spot and not give face? If this Wang Wei is not a silly boy who is stubborn, he or she is a bastard who deserves to be beaten.
Chapter completed!