Night.
Dong Xuebing's house.
Dong Xuebing had been cursing and swearing in the living room for the past ten minutes. He cursed and scolded until his voice turned hoarse. He is furious.
"Old Yang's family is so rude!"
"Gossiping behind his back! Get that Yang Zhaojuan to say it in front of me! "
"I'll f * cking beat her to death! She still has a sense of superiority?! "
"What's wrong with being a country bumpkin? How many generations in your family are not from the countryside? "
"My mother is from the countryside?! F * * k! Your whole family is from the countryside! "
Luan Xiaoping stopped crying after seeing her son getting angry. After a while, she burst out laughing and sat beside her son on the sofa. Dong Xuebing shouted angrily.
Dong Xuebing shouted angrily. "Stop laughing! Why are you laughing?! "
Luan Xiaoping smiled. "My son is the best."
"That's right. Who is the best? I am your biological son! " Dong Xuebing took a sip of water and panted. "I think you should forget about your relationship with Old Yang. Mum, I am not angry at Uncle Yang. He had done a lot for me. I know he is a good person and treats you well. I also like him. But I am angry at him. His family is looking down on us now, and why are we still being treated coldly by them? F * * k them! We are the ones looking down on them! Who do they think they are?! "
"Are you done scolding?" Luan Xiaoping looks at Dong Xuebing.
Dong Xuebing snorted. "No. I will scold a little longer. I am so angry."
"Alright. Which family is not like this? Just let them gossip. "
"Mum, didn't you start crying earlier?" Dong Xuebing stared at his wife. "Heh … you are quite calm now."
Luan Xiaoping laughed and patted her son's hand. "I am happy to see you siding with me. Zhao Juan is just like that. She might be mean, but she is kind."
"Bullshit!" Dong Xuebing roared.
"Xiao Bing, let's not talk about this."
"Mum, tell me the truth. Are you really going to marry Old Yang? No matter what, you must marry him? "
Luan Xiaoping was embarrassed and hesitated. "You … Err … If you don't want me to get married, I will not get married."
Dong Xuebing replied. "Don't push it to me. I am asking you. What happened?"
She thought for a while and coughed. "Old Yang treats me well."
Dong Xuebing knew his mother will not be able to leave Old Yang. He lit a cigarette and said. "Alright … since you have made up your mind, I will listen to you. I am your son after all." But after pausing for a while, Dong Xuebing showed his true colors. "But this is not over. I cannot pretend I did not hear what Yang Zhaojuan said over the phone. How did my mother lose her temperament? Why is my mom from the countryside? I don't f * cking believe it! "
Luan Xiaoping pulled Dong Xuebing's arm. "What are you doing?"
"Mom, we can't take this lying down. Since you really want to spend the rest of your life with Old Yang, you have to win his family's trust. Otherwise, you'll be bullied even after you get married. What's the point of being a 'sister-in-law' then? Even Yang Zhaojuan dares to defecate on you! No matter how picky Old Madam Yang is, Old Yang will still be a filial son. What will you do then? "
Luan Xiaoping laughed. "Old Yang will be arriving tomorrow. Don't fight with them."
"That's exactly what I have to do!" Dong Xuebing replied angrily. "They are allowed to speak ill of me behind my back, and I am not allowed to retaliate? Mum, leave this to me. Our family is no longer the same as before. My mother has no car and house? My mother is only average looking? F * * k you! Mum! This time, the two of us will let them have a look! I want to show them who is not worthy of their family! "Dong Xuebing stood up with Luan Xiaoping." It's just showing off! Who doesn't know how to do it?! Mum, let's go! "
Dong Xuebing's mother did not move. "Where are you going?"
"Please come with me."
"It's late. What time is it?"
"Let's go. Listen to your son." Dong Xuebing refused to listen and dragged Luan Xiaoping to wear her shoes and clothes.
Luan Xiaoping looked at her son and smiled helplessly. She could only follow Dong Xuebing out. "Haha … I wonder who you got your temper from."
"Up to you."
"I don't have such a temper."
"You are too honest, and that's why Yang Zhaojuan dares to show off in front of you. Fine! Let's show them! "Dong Xuebing closed the door and helped his mother down the stairs." You still want to introduce someone to Uncle Yang? What conditions does that person have? Drive a BMW? Get a villa in Hebei Province? Mum, do you think Yang Zhaojuan is joking with us? I think she has never seen anything rich in her life. "
Luan Xiaoping laughed and patted Dong Xuebing's shoulder. "Stop it."
After leaving the estate, Dong Xuebing does not have a car. He had given his Cayenne to Zhou Yanru, and Aunt Xuan drove his Mercedes back.
After a while, a taxi stopped by the roadside.
Dong Xuebing opened the door and let his mother get in before sitting in the front.
Luan Xiaoping asked. "Son, where are we going?"
"Wangfujing! I want to buy some clothes for you! "
… …
8.40 pm.
Wangfujing Pedestrian Street.
Luan Xiaoping thought her son is going to bring her to some shopping malls. But Dong Xuebing did not even enter the shopping malls. He brought her to a few flagship stores of international brands and looked around as they entered.
A waiter immediately walks up to them. "Sir, Madam, welcome."
Dong Xuebing nodded and turned to his mother. "These handbags look good. Which one do you like?"
Luan Xiaoping whispered. "They look expensive. How much are they?"
"About a few tens of thousands. Louis Vuitton is from LV."
"Tens of thousands?" Luan Xiaoping turned and walked away. "No … it's too expensive. It's only a handbag, and it will only cost me a few dozen RMB."
"It's different." Dong Xuebing pulled his mother back. "Hurry up and choose one. I must dress you up today. Don't you want to fight for Yang Zhaojuan?"
Luan Xiaoping kept quiet.
"If you don't want to say anything, I will help you choose."
"Alright. Just buy it. I will listen to you today." Luan Xiaoping said.
"That's right. Haha … you must give me a chance to be filial to you."
Luan Xiaoping laughed. "Just this once. You don't have to waste money on me in the future."
Dong Xuebing immediately called the waiter. "Can you introduce us to the stores? Thank you."
The waiter is very friendly. He saw the 2 million RMB Patek Philippe watch in Dong Xuebing's hand and knew he must be a buyer. He brought them around and introduced the stores one by one. Dong Xuebing looks at his watch as he is in a rush. He did not look at the items carefully and did not even ask about the prices. In the end, his eyes fell on a bright red handbag. Dong Xuebing does not know what material it is made of, but it looks elegant.
"Mum, how about this?"
Luan Xiaoping looks at the handbag. "It's too bright."
"That's what looks good. I will take this."
The final price was about 80,000 RMB, and Dong Xuebing paid without hesitation. He brought his mother to the next first-tier store.
9 pm.
Dong Xuebing and Luan Xiaoping walked out of a flagship store with seven to eight shopping bags in their hands. There are dresses, clothes, bags, shoes, jewelry, and necklaces in the bags. They had bought everything that a person can wear in the summer. Of course, they had spent a lot of money on these shopping bags. Dong Xuebing had spent about 1 million RMB on these shopping bags, and it was less than 1.5 million RMB. Clothes and jewelry from top brands were much more expensive than a leather bag. That shirt alone cost a few hundred thousand RMB.
After leaving the store, Luan Xiaoping changed her mind. "Xiao Bing, it's too expensive. This …"
"It's not expensive. I can dress you up nicely, and it's worth it!"
"I am almost 50 years old. What's there to be pretty?"
"So what if I am 50 years old? I can still look good even if I am dressed up. You still have not put on any makeup, and your hair … Let's go. The clothes are almost ready. Let's go to the beauty salon. "
… …
Near the Northern District.
Dong Xuebing and Luan Xiaoping entered a luxurious beauty salon.
The staff walks over. "Nice to meet you."
Luan Xiaoping felt she had spent too much today and does not want to spend more. She pulled her son back, but Dong Xuebing refused. He pressed his mother's shoulders and said to the staff. "Give my mother a beauty salon. What services do you have? Give me a list."
"Ok. Please wait for a while."
After a while, the staff returned with the list and started to introduce the services to them.
Dong Xuebing also does not know much about the services. "What time do you close?"
The girl smiled and said, "We are open 24 hours here."
"Alright." Dong Xuebing walked back and patted his mother's hair. "Let's do my mother's hair first. Dye it and perm it. It will be best to make her look younger and more elegant. After that, do this, this, this, and this. Yes. Do all of them."
Luan Xiaoping smiled. "Xiao Bing, it's too late."
Dong Xuebing laughed. "If you can't do it, just sleep here. Let them do it for you. Anyway, you don't need to worry about it. Just close your eyes for a while."
The staff saw Dong Xuebing ordering 60,000 to 70,000 RMB beauty salon and smiled. After Dong Xuebing went over to settle the bill, she turned to Luan Xiaoping. "Aunty, your son is so nice to you."
"Yes." Luan Xiaoping felt proud when she mentioned her son. "He is so filial since he was young."
"I can tell." The staff looked at Dong Xuebing with envy. "You are so lucky."
"Ok, Mum." After settling the bill, Dong Xuebing hugged his mother's shoulders. "Let's go and get our hair done first. Tomorrow, I will show them how pretty I am! I will scare them! "
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