Chapter 611 [Mom Is Crying! 】

eight pm.

Embellished by stars, the moon is sprinkled all over the earth.

Watching Qu Yunxuan's silver Benz go away, Dong Xuebin turned around with a smile, lit a cigarette and returned to the community, humming a little tune.

layer……

second floor...

Three floors...

Just when Dong Xuebin wanted to take the key to open the door of Aunt Xuan's house, he suddenly snorted and looked suspiciously at the house where he and his mother lived for four or five years. There was bright light, the light seemed to be on inside, and it looked like someone was there. Dong Xuebin was immediately vigilant. The first thought was that there was a thief. He immediately looked for it in the keys. , opened the security door, quickly unscrewed the wooden door inside, pushed it open, and walked in.

"...Who!" A fù female voice came from the room.

Dong Xuebin sweated when he heard the voice, he has heard this voice all his life, of course he is not unfamiliar with it" "Mom?

Why did you go back to Beijing? "

"Xiaobin?" Luan Xiaoping came out of the kitchen with a broom and asked curiously, "Why are you back?"

"I came here yesterday, on a business trip, to Beijing to do something."

"I don't know how to call my mother and tell her." Luan Xiaoping looked at him complainingly.

"You're still frightening me, I said why the lights are on."

"Sit down and don't move around. Mom just wiped the ground, and I saw that you stepped on it, all of which are shoe prints."

Dong Xuebin smiled and said, "What's the matter? Why are you going back to Beijing?"

Luan Xiaoping went to the bathroom to get the mop, and came back to wipe the stains from the shoe prints a little bit, "Isn't it Sunday tomorrow? Lao Yang rested and said that he wanted to come to Beijing to see where I used to live, and wanted to come to our house, so my mother first When I came back, I cleaned up the house and bought some food. I haven’t lived here for more than a year. If I don’t clean it up, how can people come here? Look at this dirty house, raise your feet.”

Dong Xuebin on the sofa lifted up, "Lao Yang is here? What do you mean?"

Luan Xiaoping wiped it with the mop and said, "Just take a look."

"Come on, what's so beautiful about this little shabby house? Mom, are you two planning to get a certificate?"

blushing,

Luan Xiaoping couldn't hold back and said: "There are considerations in this regard, but it has not been decided yet."

Dong Xuebin snorted, "You've been to their house, and Lao Yang is coming to our house. Isn't this just a formality? It's still uncertain?" Luan Xiaoping glanced at him, "You're smart, go, change your slippers, replace Mom cleans the glass, Mom is too short to reach."

"Hey, I'm tired here." Dong Xuebin muttered, clutching his old waist that had just been tossed by Aunt Xuan, and reluctantly took a rag to clean the glass while rubbing, and said sarcastically: "It's going to rain, my mother is going to marry, I understand this feeling."

Luan Xiaoping in the living room said, "What did you say?"

"Cough, it's nothing, say my mother is getting more and more beautiful."

Ringing, ringing, ringing, at this moment, the phone rang, and it was my mother's phone.

When Dong Xuebin turned around, he saw his mother wiped her hands quickly, picked up the phone, tapped on it not very skillfully, and held it carefully by her ear "Hey, hello, I'm Luan Xiaoping, Zhaojuan... Yes, Yes, what's the matter? You and Auntie will come together tomorrow too? Welcome, of course you are welcome to come by car with Lao Yang, okay? Then, then I'll pick you up..."

When his mother put down the phone, Dong Xuebin couldn't help asking, "Who's coming?"

Luan Xiaobi said in a complicated tone, "Old Yang's younger sister Yang Zhaojuan and Lao Yang's mother."

"Yang Zhaojuan? Su Jia's mother? The one I've seen?" Dong Xuebin couldn't remember.

"No." Luan Xiaoping said: "The last time you met with the Municipal Party Committee Family Court was Yang Zhaofen. Zhaojuan is the youngest sister in Lao Yang's family. You have never met."

"Oh, why are they coming here?"

Luan Xiaoping paused and sighed, "Mom doesn't know either."

Suddenly, Dong Xuebin found that the mobile phone that his mother had just put on the coffee table was still on, he frowned, and quickly went up to pick it up, "Why didn't you hang it up?"

Luan Xiaoping said, "Mom is not very good at using mobile phones, so hang up."

"Wait, the other end also forgot to hang up, there is a sound."

"What are you doing, don't make trouble."

"Shh, don't talk."

Swish rustling, the voice was intermittent, and I couldn't hear it clearly, but the words "Ji Xiaoping" were clearly captured by Dong Xuebin. He couldn't help blinking his eyes and turned on the speaker. Suddenly, the sound that was amplified several times came from the phone. Ether popped out of the microphone.

"Anyway, let's get up early tomorrow." This fù girl's voice should belong to Yang Zhaojuan.

"Otherwise, you can just follow along. My feet are inconvenient and I can't be bothered to move." This is probably the voice of Mrs. Yang, a little hoarse, and she is not too young.

"Mom, why don't you go? You have to check on my brother."

"It's not like I haven't seen Xiaoping's child.

"Then what's your impression of her?"

"Generally speaking, alas, it's not particularly eye-catching."

"That's right, my brother is now living with her, and I can't see a lot of things clearly. If our family doesn't check, what if there are problems in the future? When I called yesterday, I heard what my brother meant. I'm going to get a marriage certificate with her, I really don't know what's wrong with Luan Xiaoping, she said that she looks average and looks like that, and that's what she wears.

The old lady Yang said, "Isn't she from Beijing?"

"Listen to her, she is from a rural area in Fenzhou City. She used to be a man from Beijing." Yang Zhaojuan pouted and said, "How can you say she is worthy of my brother? It's not a good match."

Suddenly, another male voice, who didn't know if it was her husband, sounded, "Didn't Xiaojia say that Xiaoping's son Tǐng is rich?"

Yang Zhaojuan said, "What kind of money can a street office director have?"

"According to Xiaojia, his son seems to drive a good car."

"One million? What do you mean by being rich? If you don't say anything else, just the two houses of our family, do you know how much they could be worth? At least two million. If you drive a good car, you are rich? Luan Xiaoping and the others. I heard that they don't even have a house. In the city, she and her son both live in a unit dormitory. Luan Xiaoping's place was set up for her by my brother. In Beijing, their home is even worse. A one-bedroom, or a rented house, it’s not their own at all. In these days, if you don’t have a house, you’re nothing. This is called being rich? If you sell the house, we won’t have any problem with getting three or four BMWs.”

The man said: "You are too prejudiced, don't say that in front of your brother."

Yang Zhaojuan said, "I'm also doing it for my brother's sake. I really don't like that Luan Xiaoping. What do you think she has? What does my brother think?"

The old lady Yang pondered: "I want Zhaojuan to say so...

It really is. "

"Isn't it?" Yang Zhaojuan said, "Mom, so you have to decide this matter, so that my brother won't have time to regret it later. I have a classmate who got divorced last year. He is only about forty years old, and he is beautiful, and his family conditions are also good. Very good, there are only two houses in Beihe Province, one is a villa, and the car is also a BMW. There is absolutely nothing to say about the conditions of the family. If you think it is possible, can I introduce it to my brother?"

Mrs. Yang said, "Show me the photos."

"Take it, here it is for you."

"…………, um, this girl is not bad, forty years old? Forty?"

"Forty-one, she is much younger than Luan Xiaoping."

The middle-aged man said, "Zhaojuan, then why are you going to Beijing?"

Yang Zhaojuan said: "Haven't we met Xiaoping's family yet? My sister and their family have seen Xiaoping's son. This time, I want to see what's going on in their family, or my brother will die. Mom, I'm not saying that if you don't have a house, you can't do it, and we're not so snobbish, but if the family conditions are too poor and you're a rural woman, the difference in concept is too big. Do you think so? My brother is the head of the Organization Department of the Municipal Party Committee. If she gets married and gets a license in the future, she will go to public places with my brother to socialize, which will make people laugh."

Hearing this, Dong Xuebin's face darkened, he hung up the phone, I'm going to fuck your uncle!

Luan Xiaoping's eyes turned red, she raised her head and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Seeing his mother crying, Dong Xuebin was even more angry, "I still fucking look down on my mother? I fucking look down on you guys! Mom! This marriage is over! You will live with me in the future! I will take care of you for the rest of your life. !"

Luan Xiaoping sniffed, tears falling faster.

The more Dong Xuebin thought about it, the more irritating he became. He walked back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, "What is it! What is it! Mom! Did you know that their family didn't want it?"

"……………,Um."

"Grass! I don't fucking want it!" Dong Xuebin yelled, "Who is my mother? Marrying into your family is the virtue that your ancestors have accumulated all their lives! You still don't like it? I still think my mother looks like a rural person. The average age is too old? Paralyzed! Who do you think your family is! My mother looks down on you when she wants to marry into your family! You are still picky with me? Don't marry! Mom!

We are not getting married! "

After that, Dong Xuebin picked up the phone and was about to call Yang Zhaode.

When Luan Xiaoping saw it, she hurriedly ran up to grab his phone, "Xiao Bin! Don't make trouble! Give it to Mom! Don't call me!"

Dong Xuebin said angrily, "what are you doing?"

"Mom is talking to your Uncle Yang, not their family."

"Then marriage is also a matter of the two families. Lao Yang's family is reluctant. Even if you get married, you have to be angry!"

"Xiaobin! Sit down for mom!" Luan Xiaoping was also angry, pointing at him and said, "I don't listen to my mom, right? Are the wings hard? Give mom the phone!"

Dong Xuebin took a look and sat down on the sofa with a fiery butt, "What are they!

Arch my fire isn't it! Do you still despise such a virtuous person as my mother? Blind your eyes! ".