For a full ten minutes, I listened to Dong Xuebin cursing alone in the living room. After cursing this and that, my voice became hoarse and I was so angry.
"The people in Lao Yang's family are all talented!"
"Talk behind my back! If you can, let Yang Zhaojuan say it in front of me!"
"I can't fucking beat her to death! She has a sense of superiority!?"
"What's wrong with country people? How many generations back has your family stopped being country people?"
"My mother is from the countryside? I'm so numb! Your whole family is from the countryside!"
Seeing her son going crazy, Luan Xiaoping stopped crying. After a while, she couldn't help but burst into laughter. She sat down on the sofa next to her son and gently touched her son's hand.
Dong Xuebin said angrily: "You are still laughing! Why are you laughing?"
Luan Xiaoping smiled happily and said, "My son is better."
"That's it, who's better if I'm not good? I'm my biological child!" Dong Xuebin drank some water to moisten his throat and panted: "I think let's forget about the matter between you and Lao Yang. Mom, I'm not treating my Uncle Yang
Angry, Uncle Yang worries a lot about me. I know that Uncle Yang is a nice person and treats you well, and I like him quite a lot, but this thing is so fucking hot. Their family members look down on us now, so we are still hot.
Why are you so close to someone else? Damn it, grandma! We still look down on them! We treat ourselves like a green onion!"
"Are you done scolding?" Luan Xiaoping looked at him.
Dong Xuebin snorted: "It's not over yet. I'll scold you for a while longer. I'll make you mad."
"Okay, who's not like this? Let them talk gossip."
"Mom, isn't it time you cried just now?" Dong Xuebin glared and said, "Hey, you are quite calm now."
Luan Xiaoping smiled and touched the back of her son's hand, "Seeing you facing mom like this makes mom happy and she is no longer angry. Zhaojuan has that kind of temperament. She talks about being unforgiving, but she actually has a good heart."
"She's not bad!" Dong Xuebin said angrily.
"Xiao Bin, don't talk about this."
"Mom, tell me the truth. Are you really planning to marry Lao Yang? You have to marry him no matter what?"
Luan Xiaoping was a little embarrassed and said hesitantly: "You, um, if you don't want mom to marry, mom won't marry."
Dong Xuebin smacked his lips and said, "Don't blame it on me. I'm asking you, what's going on?"
After thinking about it, Luan Xiaoping coughed and said, "Old Yang is good to me."
Dong Xuebin understood as soon as he heard that his mother was really inseparable from Lao Yang. He felt angry, took out a cigarette, lit it and took a few puffs, and finally said: "Okay, okay, now that you have decided
, then I listen to you, who made me your son?" He said in a good temper, but after a pause, Dong Xuebin revealed his true colors, "But this matter is not over yet, what Yang Zhaojuan said on the phone
I can’t pretend I didn’t hear it, why does my mother have no temperament? Why is my mother from the countryside? I don’t even believe this!”
Luan Xiaoping pulled him and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Mom, we can't swallow this breath. Since you really plan to live with Lao Yang for the rest of your life, you must first capture his family and establish his prestige. Otherwise, you will be bullied even after you have passed the door. Then you
What do you think this 'sister-in-law' is? Yang Zhaojuan dares to shit on your head! If Mrs. Yang continues to be picky, she must be a filial son. What will you do then?"
Luan Xiaoping said amusedly: "Lao Yang and the others will come tomorrow, don't be vindictive."
"I just have to fight with them!" Dong Xuebin said angrily: "They are allowed to say bad things about my mother behind my back, but they are not allowed to return the favor? Mom, leave this matter to me. Our family is not what it used to be.
Why, my mother doesn’t have a car or a house? My mother looks average? Damn it! Mom! Let us show them this time! I want them to see that you are not worthy of their family.
Or their family is not good enough for you!" Dong Xuebin pulled Luan Xiaoping and stood up, "Isn't it just pretending? Who can't! Mom, let's go!"
Mom didn't move, "What are you doing?"
"Just come with me."
"It's late at night, what time is it?"
"Let's go, just listen to your son." Dong Xuebin refused to listen and kept dragging Luan Xiaoping to put on her shoes and clothes.
When Luan Xiaoping saw her son like this, she smiled helplessly and had no choice but to follow him out, "Haha, with your temper, you don't know who you are following."
"Of course it's up to you."
"Mom doesn't have such a big temper."
"You are just too honest, that's why Yang Zhaojuan dares to be rude to you and look down on our family? Okay! Let's open their eyes this time!" Dong Xuebin closed the door and helped his mother go downstairs, "Why don't you?
Do you want to introduce someone to Uncle Yang? What are the qualifications of that person? Does he drive a BMW? Has a villa in Bac Ha Province? Mom, do you think Yang Zhaojuan is making fun of us? I guess she has never seen what it means to be rich when she has grown up."
Luan Xiaoping smiled and patted him, "You must be poor."
After leaving the community, Dong Xuebin didn't have a car anymore. He gave the Cayenne to Zhou Yanru and the others, and Aunt Xuan drove the Mercedes-Benz back, so she had to reach out and take a taxi on the roadside.
After a while, a taxi stopped on the side of the road.
Dong Xuebin opened the car door and let his mother get in first, and then sat in the front.
Luan Xiaoping asked: "Son, where are you going?"
"Wangfujing! I'll buy you some clothes!"
…
8:40 p.m.
Wangfujing Pedestrian Street.
Luan Xiaoping thought that her son wanted to take her to a shopping mall like Xin Dongdan, but Dong Xuebin didn't even go inside. He took her walking forward and came to the flagship stores of several international first-line brands.
When you walk in, your eyes will look from left to right.
A waiter immediately came to greet me, "Sir, Madam, welcome."
Dong Xuebin nodded and turned to his mother: "The handbags here are good, which one do you like?"
Luan Xiaoping whispered: "It looks quite expensive, how much does it cost?"
"Tens of thousands, it's Louis Vuitton, it's from LV."
"Ten thousand?" When Luan Xiaoping heard this, she turned around and left, "No, no, it's too expensive, it's just a bag, and it only costs a few dozen yuan for mom to buy it."
"It's different." Dong Xuebin pulled his mother and said: "Hurry up, pick one, I have to dress you up well today, don't you want to compete with Yang Zhaojuan?"
Luan Xiaoping stopped talking.
"If you don't say anything, then I'll choose for you?"
"Okay, buy it, buy it, Mom will listen to you today." Luan Xiaoping seemed to be willing to take the risk.
"That's right, haha, you have to give me a chance to honor you."
Luan Xiaoping smiled and said, "Just this once, I won't have to waste money on my mother anymore."
Dong Xuebin immediately greeted the waiter, "Please introduce it to us, thank you."
The waiter was very enthusiastic because he saw the two million Patek Philippe that Dong Xuebin was carrying and knew that this must be a buyer, so he took them shopping and introduced them one by one. Dong Xuebin looked at his watch frequently.
, I was in a bit of a hurry, so I didn’t look at anything carefully. I didn’t even ask about the price. Finally, my eyes fell on a bright red handbag. I didn’t know what kind of leather it was. Anyway, it was quite elegant.
"Mom, how about this?"
Luan Xiaoping took a look and said, "Isn't it too gorgeous?"
"Yancai is pretty, so this is it."
When I asked the last question, the price was more than 80,000 yuan. Dong Xuebin swiped his card to pay the bill without thinking, and took his mother to the next first-tier brand store.
Nine o'clock.
Dong Xuebin and Luan Xiaoping came out of a flagship store, already carrying seven or eight bags in their hands. There were skirts, clothes, bags, shoes, and some jewelry and necklaces. Anyway, things that a person can wear in summer can be
I bought everything I bought, and of course, I spent a lot of money. These large and small bags, which don’t look too inconspicuous, probably cost Dong Xuebin more than one million yuan, less than one and a half million, for a first-tier brand.
The clothes and jewelry are much more expensive than a leather bag, and the clothes cost hundreds of thousands.
As soon as she went out, Luan Xiaoping regretted, "Xiao Bin, it's too expensive, this..."
"It's not expensive. It can make you look beautiful, so it's worth the money!"
"Mom is almost fifty years old, so why is she so beautiful?"
"What's wrong with being fifty? You're still good-looking even though you're fifty. You haven't put on makeup yet, and your hair is... Let's go around. You're almost dressed. Let's go to the beauty salon."
…
Near Beicheng.
Dong Xuebin and Luan Xiaoping walked into a luxuriously decorated beauty center.
The staff came forward quickly and said, "Hello, welcome to have a drink."
Luan Xiaoping felt that she had spent too much money today and was really unwilling to spend any more. She pulled her son and wanted to go back, but Dong Xuebin refused. He pressed his mother's shoulders and said to the staff member: "Give my mother a beauty treatment. What are the details here?
What project is it? Get a list and let me take a look."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
Soon, the staff brought the list and introduced it to them repeatedly.
Dong Xuebin actually didn’t quite understand, “What time do you close here?”
The girl smiled and said: "We are open 24 hours a day here."
"That's good." Dong Xuebin walked back, touched his mother's hair and said: "Let's make my mother's hair first, dye it and perm it. It's best to make it look younger and more elegant.
Then do other projects, this, this, this, and this, yes, do them all again.”
Luan Xiaoping smiled bitterly and said, "Xiao Bin, it's too late."
Dong Xuebin laughed and said: "If not, just sleep here and let them do it for you. You don't have to worry about it anyway. Just close your eyes and stare for a while."
When the girl saw Dong Xuebin ordering RMB 60,000 to RMB 70,000 for beauty care, she immediately smiled. When Dong Xuebin went over to pay, she said to Luan Xiaoping: "Auntie, your son is so kind to you."
"Yeah." Luan Xiaoping felt a little proud when she mentioned her son, "He has been filial since he was a child."
"I can see it." The girl looked envious, "You are so lucky."
"Mom, okay." Dong Xuebin came back after paying the bill, put his arm around his mother's shoulders and said, "Come on, let's do our hair first, and let them see how beautiful my mother is tomorrow! I'll scare them to death!"