Chapter 33. Fifteen Years Old This Is Not Home(1/2)
I was tired of playing, and there were so many dolls that He Zhengyue finally decided to go to KFC to take a rest first.
When I came to sit, I would definitely order something. He Zhengyue knew that Xuezhu liked this fast food the most, so she gave her the right to choose: "Xiaozhu, go order, order whatever you want."
Xuezhu immediately rushed to the ordering table happily.
"Aren't you afraid that Xiaozhu will go bankrupt for you?" Zhong Zihan was shocked by He Zhengyue's heroic spirit today.
"How much does it cost to eat a KFC meal? When you come out of work, you will know that eating this is actually much cheaper than going to a restaurant." He Zhengyue didn't care.
Zhong Zihan: "I think I'm doing well in Shanghai from your tone."
He Zhengyue: "Come on, it's useless to say anything if you can't afford a house."
"You want to buy a house in Shanghai?"
"Who doesn't want to buy a house in Shanghai? If you don't buy it now, you still don't know what the housing prices will rise. Don't worry about buying it early."
"What about your boyfriend?"
"We're saving money together, and I don't know when we can save enough down payment. We may not save enough when we get married."
Zhong Zihan was surprised and said, "Sister, are you planning to get married?"
"Look at when he proposes," He Zhengyue pursed her lips. "Anyway, I have seen his parents, so I'm sure it's him. It's been a few years."
Too fast.
In a blink of an eye, the eldest sister was going to get married.
Zhong Zihan spoke for a moment, calmed down his expression and said unfamiliarly: "Then, I wish you a happy wedding in advance."
"I haven't proposed to you yet, so it's not too late to give me blessings at that time," He Zhengyue smiled with her chin, "Where are you two? Are you looking for a girlfriend?"
Meng Yuning shook his head: "No."
"Why haven't you looked for it yet? You shouldn't worry about not being able to find a girlfriend, right?"
"He has no time. He is either busy with the department's affairs in school or goes out to work part-time to earn living expenses," said Zhong Zihan. "There is a girl in their department who has already pursued him and everyone knows that Meng Yuning didn't even look at him."
"Ah? Is that girl beautiful?" He Zhengyue immediately became interested.
"So pretty. Her father is still a professor in their department and his conditions are very good. There is no way. We, classmate Meng, are above the top and look down on us."
Meng Yuning had no choice but to say a few words to you."
He Zhengyue then asked: "Do you even look down on Ningning in such good conditions?"
Meng Yuning spoke in a very light tone: "It doesn't matter if the conditions are good or not. I don't plan to find a girlfriend in college."
"Okay, if you don't plan to go to college, then you'll graduate," He Zhengyue didn't advise him. Anyway, he was so good that he was so good that he was looking for it. He asked his other brother, "Where are you, Zihan?"
Zhong Zihan: "No."
"You two don't have one? Are you two agreeing together that you won't be a bachelor's party with your girlfriend?"
"There is no time for those who study medicine. They are so busy that they can survive."
"Tsk, if you can't find it, you can't find it. Don't make excuses. When I was a child, I saw you running downstairs in the community wearing open-close pants. I really thought I didn't know what little you were in your heart."
He Zhengyue raised her arm and rubbed Zhong Zihan's hair like a joke.
He was tall and was much taller than her when he sat, so it was really hard for He Zhengyue to rub his head.
Compared to Ningning who moved here at the age of twelve, Zihan is obviously more like her younger brother. She grew up together and watched him grow up from a baby to a handsome and handsome young man now.
Zhong Zihan impatiently knocked off her troubled hand: "Don't mess with my hairstyle."
He Zhengyue laughed: "The little brat knows to pay attention to his hairstyle."
"The head can be broken, blood can flow, and the hairstyle cannot be messy, I haven't heard of it?" Zhong Zihan glanced at her lazily, "You have to touch your boyfriend's. If you touch mine, you will be 100 yuan a second."
"It's so expensive, you are a promiscuous businessman. If you become a doctor in the future, you will definitely not be on the operating table without giving red envelopes," He Zhengyue said with regret. "Don't touch it anymore, go back to Shanghai to touch my boyfriend's head."
Zhong Zihan raised his slender eyes and said disdainfully: "Then I really thank you."
Xuezhu came here with a full plate of food.
Several people did not continue the topic just now. They were too mature and were not suitable for Xiaozhu. He Zhengyue turned the topic to Xuezhu: "Xiaozhu, you are going to high school in the second half of this year, right? Have you ever thought about what school to go to in the future?"
"It's three years left, so it's a bit too early to ask this." Zhong Zihan said.
"It's getting late. When I was in my first year of high school, I wondered whether to go to Tsinghua University or Peking University in the future. Although ideals are beautiful, reality is skinny," He Zhengyue said this and bit the burger hard, and then laughed again. "Fortunately, you two have joined the two of you, and the other, have fulfilled your dream for me. Xiaozhu, what about you? Which city do you want to go to to study in college?"
Xue Zhu subconsciously glanced at Meng Yuning who was biting a straw and drinking coke, and shook her head: "I haven't thought about it yet."
"So should I consider Shanghai? I'll take care of you when I come to Shanghai."
"You haven't bought a house yet. Xiaozhu, come to Beijing. Meng Yuning and I are both in Beijing. It's even more satisfying to protect you." Zhong Zihan didn't give any face.
He Zhengyue was immediately dissatisfied: "Hey, then all three of you go to Beijing, so let me leave me alone in Shanghai?"
Zhong Zihan said, "If you are not happy, come to Beijing to develop."
"If you don't go, Beijing is full of smog," He Zhengyue said disdain, "and I'm already planning to buy a house in Shanghai."
Zhong Zihan was puzzled by her inexplicable determination: "What kind of house to buy? Are you not tired of taking such a heavy mortgage? Isn't it good to live with your boyfriend now and rent a house? Why put so much pressure on yourself?"
"Besides being reincarnated, who hasn't taken a mortgage for decades? And do you know how inconvenient it is to rent a house? Especially when you meet a landlord who is stingy and likes to be petty," He Zhengyue complained when she mentioned the landlord, "When I first moved in, the toilet was broken, and I couldn't flush the toilet after going to the toilet. I shouted for half a month and didn't change it. In the end, I still paid half of the money to replace it. I changed it to a new toilet. You said you can bear it?"
Zhong Zihan, who lives in the dormitory, could not understand it, but his focus was not on this: "Where are you eating, can you say no to the toilet?"
"... Sorry," He Zhengyue shook her head, "Hey, I'll know when you come out of work. There are everyone in this society. Not everyone will be nice to you unconditionally. Everyone is selfish. But with your education, you will definitely not be worse than me."
Zhong Zihan pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "Who said that it is impossible to say whether my major can survive until the day of graduation."
Xuezhu was confused when they heard what they said. Her main trouble now was the upcoming high school entrance examination, the future that brothers and sisters talked about, what jobs and buying a house were very distant things for her.
Unable to speak, Xue Zhu silently killed two pairs of spicy wings and a cup of Coke.
***
After eating, the four of them called a taxi home.
The streets were lively, and the atmosphere of the New Year was very strong. The enthusiastic driver also hung a Chinese knot in the car. When he heard that some of them were coming back from other places to celebrate the New Year, he nodded and praised: "You are filial, unlike my son, who went to Guangdong to work for the New Year but haven't been home for the New Year for three years."
The driver was talking and the taxi quickly drove home.
He Zhengyue lives on the first floor and is the most in-house.
Xuezhu and Meng Yuning followed by the second. When Song Yanping saw them holding a bunch of dolls, she was stunned.
"Why did you buy so many dolls?"
"It was all captured by my brother and the others," Xuezhu said, "Mom, please help me get it."
"Oh, it's a waste to spend so much money," said Song Yanping. "Ning Ning Zihan, wait a moment, auntie will give you the money."
"No need for auntie, we gave it to Xiaozhu."
After Zhong Zihan finished speaking, he immediately closed the door for Xuezhu's house, without giving Song Yanping any chance to pay.
"I'll go upstairs first."
After saying goodbye to Meng Yuning, Zhong Zihan quickly went upstairs with one step and two steps.
The staircase is quiet.
Meng Yuning opened the door with a key, but in fact, he had guessed what was going on inside before he opened the door.
Sure enough, the whole house was filled with gray smoke, and a mahjong table stood in the living room. His father was sitting at the dealer, scattering dice with cigarettes in his mouth.
Xu Qin sat down at his next house, and when she heard the movement, she turned her head and looked at him, kicked Lao Meng in the foot: "Your son is back."
"Come back when you come back," said Lao Meng. "Anyway, he thinks this is a hotel, so he stays at home when he wants to live, and stays like someone else's home. Even if I am sick and hospitalized, I will only leave after a day or two. How can I take this home as my home?"
Meng Yuning frowned and said nothing without any shame.
A card friend knocked on the table and advised, "Old Meng, I'll tell the truth, don't not like to listen. Yu Ning didn't have a chance to go home after studying in Beijing. During the time when you were sick and hospitalized, he even asked for leave to come back to see you. This kind of heart is enough. You can't delay your son's study just because you are sick, right?"
"He studied?" Lao Meng sneered, "I worked hard to support him in Peking University. Beijing is so lively. How could he be willing to come back? He was so embarrassed by this talented student when he came back for the New Year. He also ran to other people's houses when he came back. As a result, Lao Pei and his wife were both civil servants and were educated. How could he still like me, my biological son?"
"Okay, say a few less words." The card friend advised again.
"It's okay to say less," Lao Meng twisted the cigarette butt with his fingers and shook his hand impatiently at Meng Yuning, "You go outside and don't go home to get in my eyes."
Meng Yuning never spoke since entering the door.
Still silent today.
This silence made Lao Meng even more angry: "Where am I talking to you Meng Yuning?! Are you mute?"
"If I don't want me to come back, I'll make it clear," Meng Yuning said indifferently, "I won't come back during the New Year in the future."
Lao Meng stared at him, suddenly smiled again, gritted his teeth and said, "You! OK, okay! You can go wherever you like during the New Year, I'm too lazy to care about you!"
Meng Yuning also smiled: "You haven't taken care of me much."
"Meng Yuning, don't think I dare not beat you up when you are old now!"
Lao Meng directly grabbed a few mahjongs and threw them towards Meng Yuning.
Hit his son on the forehead.
The man was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect his son to hide.
To be continued...