The Zhuo family was originally a village in a remote mountain village in Qingzhou. Later, when Zhuo Bufan's grandfather's generation came out to make a living, they established some foundation. Then, they encountered the impact of the economic trend of reform and opening up, and finally gained a foothold in Qingzhou. They developed for about 60 years.
On a cement road that was connected to the main road in Li Zhi City, a white Audi sped toward a small two-story building.
After his mother returned to the Zhuo family, she did not live with the Zhuo family. Instead, she chose to move out and live alone in the village. She raised some chickens and ducks, planted some fruits, and lived a peaceful life.
The car was parked outside. Ye Ziqin walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk. She took out a few large bags of gifts, clothes, shoes, cosmetics, tonics, and a lot of other things. Zhuo Bufan did not expect Ye Ziqin to have already prepared the gifts. He was a little careless. He only prepared a bracelet that he made for his mother.
"Help me carry these bags." Ye Ziqin took a few bags and passed them to Zhuo Bufan. Zhuo Bufan said, "I didn't expect you to prepare so many gifts."
"Do you think we women are as careless as you men?" Ye Ziqin smiled faintly. Her hands were full of gifts as she walked into the courtyard.
Zhuo Bufan followed behind her, and his heart suddenly beat faster. There was a grape trellis in the yard, and there was a fish tank under it. There were two goldfish swimming in it, and there was a flowerbed next to it. There were some flowers and plants planted there, and they were all blooming with beautiful flowers.
"Mother, I'm back." Zhuo Bufan opened his mouth, but his voice suddenly choked.
Ye Ziqin looked at Zhuo Bufan in surprise and frowned. They had not seen each other for three months. It was not like they were going home after three years. Why were they so excited? Only Zhuo Bufan himself knew that this was the first time they had met after three hundred years.
"Xiao Fan is back." A familiar, gentle voice sounded. A middle-aged woman walked out from the living room. She was thin and small, and her hair was tied up in a bun.
Zhou Biyu looked at the tags of the clothes and cosmetics and frowned. "A dress costs ten thousand. It's too expensive. I can't accept it …"
Zhuo Bufan felt sad. Her mother had lived a hard life. Some of the clothes were given to her by her aunt, but she could not bear to wear them.
"Mother, Ye Zi bought you clothes with her heart. If you don't accept them, do you want her to return them? It's troublesome." Zhuo Bufan helped.
Zhou Biyu finally accepted the new dress and said, "Don't buy something so expensive next time."
Ye Ziqin stood up and said, "Auntie … Mom … I'll go to the kitchen and cook something for you. You can chat with Xiaofan."
Ye Ziqin didn't disturb them. She went to the kitchen and said seriously, "Mother, I won't let you down this time."
Zhuo Bufan looked at her mother, who had crow's feet on her temples and the corner of her eyes. She said seriously, "Mother, I won't let you down this time."
Zhou Biyu, who was holding the new dress, heard her son's words. She frowned and said sternly, "Are you afraid that I'll scold you because you failed the college entrance examination?"
"Mother, what are you thinking? I did well in the college entrance examination. There's no problem." Zhuo Bufan said helplessly.
"You." Zhou Biyu looked at her son and tapped her finger on his forehead. Although she was scolding him, her eyes were full of love. She knew her son's results.
Ever since the whole school found out about him and Chen Qingai in junior high, Zhuo Bufan, who had always been one of the top students, couldn't get back up. His grades dropped drastically and he was ranked at the bottom of the school. However, Zhou Biyu didn't blame him. Now that Zhuo Bufan said that he did well in the college entrance examination, Zhou Biyu thought that he was comforting her.
Zhou Biyu put down the dress in her hands and looked at Zhuo Bufan guiltily. "Xiao Fan, if it wasn't because I was so useless and caused you and Xiao Ai to make a scene in school, your grades wouldn't have dropped so quickly …"
"Mother, don't say anymore. I've let go of the past. Let's live happily in the future, okay?" Zhuo Bufan smiled brightly.
This time, when Zhou Biyu saw her familiar son, she felt that there was something else in Zhuo Bufan. As for what it was, she didn't know.
"It's good that you've let go of the past. Live happily with Ye Zi in the future. When you go to university, you can bring up the matter of having a child so that I can have a grandchild." Zhou Biyu thought quickly.
Zhuo Bufan smiled bitterly. "Mother, I …"
At that moment, three men with tattoos on their arms and big gold chains suddenly appeared outside the courtyard of their house. They walked in cursing.
"B * tch, hurry up and pay us the rent. Otherwise, I'll burn your house down," a man with dyed blonde hair shouted arrogantly.
Zhou Biyu's face suddenly showed a hint of panic. She still had a smile on her face and said, "Xiao Fan, go to the kitchen and help Ye Zi. Mother will go out and take a look. It'll be fine."
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
