Chapter 97： Father Jiang is hi?

097. Father Jiang is hey?

"Little bunny! Why are you back?" Father Jiang threw away the seedlings in his hand and hurriedly went ashore.

Jiang Siming said with a smile: "Isn't this coming back to see you during the holiday, Dad, get in the car and take you for a drive!"

"You bought this car?" Father Jiang looked shocked.

"That is!"

"Tell me honestly, don't fool me." Father Jiang didn't believe it.

Jiang Siming smiled and said, "Don't worry, dad, has your son fooled you since childhood?"

When Father Jiang heard it, Jiang Siming never lied to them. His kid probably wouldn't talk nonsense about such a big thing.

"Are you making money? How many houses have you sold?" There was joy on Father Jiang's face.

"I haven't sold the house. I'm doing something else. I will go home at night and say it. I have to explain the trouble one by one. Get in the car, Dad." Jiang Siming said.

Father Jiang wanted to get in the car to experience it, but he glanced at his clothes and muddy feet, shook his head and said, "I'll walk back."

"Come on, what a big deal." Jiang Siming urged.

Helpless, Jiang's father had to go to the nearby stream to wash his feet, and then he got into the car cautiously.

"It's so cool! Son, how much is this car?" The air-conditioning in the car made Father Jiang feel so comfortable.

"Not much, more than two million." Jiang Siming replied nonchalantly.

"Huh!" Father Jiang brought it up in one breath, and the decibel overwhelmed the hi song on the speaker.

"It's okay, Dad, your son is making a lot of money now. This car is bought for you." Jiang Siming quickly reached out and patted Jiang's father on the back.

"What!" Father Jiang said again.

Jiang Siming couldn't laugh or cry, and said, "I have a car in Shanghai. I bought this car for you."

"Then you can't buy such an expensive car, more than two million, this can buy ten big fat BMWs, his car is only more than two hundred thousand!" Jiang's father wanted to scold the prodigal son. Emoji.

"Then do you want it? Don't let me drive back. Anyway, I can switch between the two cars." Jiang Siming knows his father too well.

"You fart in two cars! Just stay at home, I'll take care of it for you." Father Jiang changed his tone immediately and his tone changed.

Jiang Siming chuckled, knowing his father Mo Ruozi, knowing his son Mo Ruozi.

"This car is for me, so let me drive it." Father Jiang felt itchy hands.

Jiang Siming stopped decisively, and the two changed positions.

Jiang's father, who has been driving for more than ten years, drove very steadily, but this is the first time he has driven this fully automatic gear, but he has mastered it in a few strokes.

As the car drove faster and faster, Jiang's father smiled and crooked.

Jiang Siming took another pair of sunglasses to put on Father Jiang, and he added a hi song in the car. Suddenly Jiang's body began to shake unconsciously, and he became excited.

"Dad, you are driving in the wrong direction. This is not the way home."

Jiang's father explained plausibly: "I can't drive the new car two more laps, let me know more about it!"

"All right." Jiang Siming rolled the seat down, leaned on the chair with his hands crossed, and watched his dad start performing.

Father Jiang's car drove around the town several times, and he stopped talking when he met people. When he asked, he said that his son had bought himself a car. It didn't cost much ~ more than two million.

Shocked to the other party that his jaw was about to fall, he said contentedly that I will go home first, and then look for the next neighbor in the neighborhood.

Jiang Siming accompany him in the car for almost an hour, and Jiang's father finally got over the addiction, and then drove home.

Jiang Siming's house is a small three-story building with a flat roof, which is considered to be a very old house.

This was originally the ancestral house, but it was renovated when Father Jiang got married. It has been more than 20 years.

But because of this house, there was a lot of conflict between relatives.

That was Father Jiang’s eldest brother, who was also Jiang Siming’s uncle. Because he was dissatisfied with Grandpa Jiang's preference for giving his younger brother the ancestral house, he was always dissatisfied.

And Jiang's father was also a real person, and he made an IOU, saying that he owed his elder brother 50,000 yuan as compensation, which made Jiang Siming's uncle no longer care.

But because the money has not been released, the uncle's family has always complained.

It's just that Jiang's father didn't take it. He also gave more than 20,000 yuan one after another, but he really couldn't get the other money.

For Jiang Siming and Jiang Wanwan to study, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother almost exhausted their efforts.

Coupled with the years of raising Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang, sometimes Father Jiang pays for a cold to see a doctor. Where does he have money to take it out.

The three-story flat-topped building has a very large yard outside. After all, in rural areas, you can build it with money.

In the yard, Jiang's mother was sitting on a chair with Jiang Siming's grandmother peeling corn.

Father Jiang and Jiang Siming had the same virtue, and the gods honked the horn simultaneously.

Mother Jiang was stunned, and she recognized Father Jiang at a glance, and shouted in surprise and angrily: "Jiang Shaoqing! You lack the heart, you dare to drive other people's cars, if it breaks, you will pay for it!"

Father Jiang took off his sunglasses, his eyes were sharp, and he said, "Who told you that this is someone else's car, this is my car!"

"Your car? Are you dreaming? You are silly about planting in the field." Jiang Mu's words were sharper.

"What stupid, this is the car my son bought me!" Jiang's father raised his mouth, quite arrogant, just like Jiang Guoqiao.

"Son?" Jiang's mother noticed that there was still someone in the co-pilot. She looked intently, and her stern anger turned into a smile like a spring breeze.

"My dear son! Why are you back?" Jiang's mother immediately ran to the car with a look of joy and ignored Jiang's father.

Grandma also came over and said with all her face and brows: "My dear grandson is back, are you hungry? Have you been in the car for a day? Grandma will give you some good food."

Jiang Siming got out of the car, first hugged his mother and then his grandma.

"I'm not hungry yet, there is a lot of food in the car, grandma, mother, I just miss you, come back and take a look during the holiday."

When Jiang Siming said this, his eyes were moist.

His family has always been the motivation for him to work hard outside. He has a poor but super happy family. His parents, grandparents, and grandparents love him so much.

I remember that when Jiang Siming had a bad mix, he never returned home once in three years. Every time his grandmother and mother called to ask if they would come back this year, they always got a reply that they couldn't come back.

At that time, although grandma and mother said nothing was wrong, let him pay more attention to rest and don't stay up all night and work overtime.

But Jiang Siming knew that grandma and mother were very sad.

That's why Jiang Siming wants to go home so much. Not only does he want to return home, but also his family.

Both Dad and Grandpa belonged to men, and they spoke straightforwardly, so Jiang Siming felt nothing.

But the voices of grandma and mother were always gentle and full of love, and Jiang Siming easily shed tears when they heard it.

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[The little friend who is crying in this chapter, don't hit me~ I also want to ask, do you like to watch this kind of plot? Anyway, Sake feels that it is necessary to write more delicately. Anyway, it is a free chapter. Of course, if you are not happy, you can leave a message in the book review area. Sake will speed up the progress. 】