Chapter 155

Si Ya’s boyfriend is Yang Mingxu. Yang Mingxu comes from a good family, but he doesn’t want to rely on his family connections and wants to become a famous director.

There are few good scripts in China, and for a relatively unknown new director like Yang Mingxu, it is rare for him to get good scripts.

Yang Mingxu set his sights on Zhen Xin and wanted to adapt her novel into a play.

Yang Mingxu had a good idea. They were boyfriend and girlfriend, so Zhen Xin would definitely feel embarrassed to let him pay. Zhen Xin was famous, so he could practice on Zhen Xin's novels. If the film wasn't good, he would have his girlfriend to back him up. It was a good business for free no matter how you looked at it.

Under Zhen Zhen's persuasion, Si Ya rejected Yang Mingxu, and Yang Mingxu had a big fight with Si Ya.

"I see you don't take me seriously at all. I don't understand. Boyfriends and girlfriends can compromise with each other, so why can't you give up your career and sacrifice your tiny interests for me?"

Si Ya had never been in love before, so she was really scared by him.

"But my grandma said..."

"You keep calling me grandma all the time! You have no opinion of your own and listen to others all the time. Think about it, your grandma is so old, what can she understand?"

Si Ya doesn't like people saying bad things about her grandma.

"My grandma knows a lot. She's better at games than I am."

Yang Mingxu choked and thought, how can playing games be considered an honorable thing?

"That's not doing your job! In short, if you're not willing to sacrifice, it means you don't take me seriously."

Si Ya curled her lips, "You don't play games, but I don't see how well you've developed."

Yang Xuming was very angry. "I am a talented person who has not been recognized. It is fate that has not favored me! I am not like you. You are lucky. You became famous at a young age and caught up with the good times. My literary talent is much better than yours. If I write a script, I will definitely be better than you."

The more Si Ya listened, the more disgusted she felt. "Is it my good fortune to be famous?"

"What else?"

"Have you ever thought that the reason I'm better than you is because I'm more capable than you?"

"You? Just because of you?" Yang Xuming was so lazy that he was pretending to be lazy, and his disdain was about to overflow. "How are you better than me? You have no education or diploma, but you rely on writing a few romance novels to be worshipped as a godmother by readers! I'm not saying anything bad about you, but real art is not like this!"

Si Ya thought to herself that she was blind to have fallen for a bastard like Yang Xuming.

At first, Meng Hua introduced several young people to her, and Si Ya chose Yang Xuming from them.

Yang Xuming likes movies and wants to be a director. He talks about art and philosophy all the time, and Si Ya is really intimidated by him.

Yang Xuming has been suppressing her, saying that her romance novels are too low-level and far from art.

He was really scared by Si Ya. Now that he thought about it, she could at least write romance novels, but what about Yang Xuming?

Apart from talking big and claiming to be an artist, he has not done anything substantial!

"Okay, you understand art, you understand movies, then why don't you write! I want to see if you can write something really interesting!" Si Ya glared at him, "My grandma is right, you are just an idiot, you have an inferiority complex, so you rely on suppressing women to gain a sense of existence."

Yang Xuming was so angry that he flipped the table, "Zhen Xin, you are so successful that you dare to say that to me!"

"You are useless, what an idiot! You think you are the Jade Emperor when you grow up. You want to pee in a pit whenever you see one, and you want to teach women a lesson!" The little white rabbit Si Ya showed her fangs for the first time.

“You, you, you…”

"What do you mean by 'I'? I flatter you a few times, and you really think you are so great! I am not saying that you are full of fantasies, and you talk about art. You call yourself a people's artist, but I think you are nothing!"

Si Ya had a quarrel with Yang Xuming, and Meng Nan applauded.

"Our love brain has learned to curse." Zhen Zhen teased.

Si Ya blushed, "Grandma, he's too much. He always belittles me."

"As a man..."

"You're not going to say that men are just like children, so just give in to them?"

"No, what I want to say is that for men, this is all basic operation. Most men are not normal. You just need to get used to it."

Si Ya and Meng Nan burst into laughter, "Grandma, you are so cute!"

"It's a pity that no one loves me."

The two of them laughed even more happily.

Zhang Cuihua and Gou Zi Niang presented Zhen Zhen with a jar of pickled cucumbers. "Guizhi, have you heard that Meng Laidi and Shen Yuanliang are divorced?"

Zhen Zhen asked curiously, "Why did they get divorced?"

"Shin Won-liang was having an affair, and Meng Laidi also had a lover. Who would have thought that one day, they would meet each other when they checked into a hotel room! Shin Won-liang was upset and felt that his wife was having an affair with an old man, which made him lose face, so he beat the old man up! The old man was almost seventy years old, how could he withstand Shin Won-liang's beating? Look, his leg was broken and he was hospitalized! Shin Won-liang spent a lot of money to settle the matter, and then he divorced Meng Laidi when he returned."

Zhen Zhen thought, the best of the best paired with the best of the best, neither of them would dislike the other.

"He can steal people, so it's nothing for Lai Di to steal people."

Zhang Cuihua put the pickled cucumber in the refrigerator. "That's right. Men and women are equal. Lai Di has brought honor to us women."

The three of them laughed together. Seeing that the weather was getting hot, Gou Zi's mother found a secluded stream and wanted to take Zhen Zhen and Zhang Cuihua to take a bath.

"We're not going to the swimming pool?" Zhen Zhen was a little worried. "We're old and weak. If anything happens, no one will save us."

"What could possibly happen?" Gouzi's mother went fishing in the river since she was little, but her father stopped letting her go in the water when she grew up. She especially missed the days when she went to the river to bathe like the boys. "The stream is not deep, and the water is clear. We can wear swimsuits and bring lifebuoys, and nothing will happen."

Upon hearing this, Zhen Zhen drove them both to a creek in the suburbs.

The weather was getting hotter, but the stream water was very cool, and Zhen Zhen also felt a different kind of joy.

The three of them brought some fruits and ate while swimming. When they got tired, they came out to sunbathe for a while.

They are seventy years old and don’t need sunscreen. The three of them just lie there casually, and the young women passing by look at them with envy.

"If we wear this, we won't be caught and accused of violating moral standards, right?" Zhang Cuihua felt that bikinis were too revealing.

Zhen Zhen drank a sip of watermelon juice and waved his hands, "Catch it if you want. You are seventy years old, why do you still care about those things?"

"That's right, if we get caught we'll go to prison and have fun!" Gouzi's mother laughed.

Zhang Cuihua was also amused by them. "Oh, I suddenly feel that bikinis have too much fabric. We three old ladies in our seventies should just wear nothing and swim naked!"

"My goodness, the landmines are about to fall to the ground, don't scare the young people!" Zhen Zhen teased.

Gouzi's mother: "Young people can't help being scared! Seeing my wrinkled body, I'm afraid they'll faint!"

"Are you scared by all the wrinkles on your body? That's because you're seventy years old and have seen a lot." Zhang Cuihua agreed.

The three of them burst into laughter. It’s really good to be seventy years old!

Zhen Zhen took her two good sisters to her private jet to enjoy themselves.

It was the first time that Zhang Cuihua and Gou Zi's mother saw a private jet and they were both amazed by its luxurious decoration.

Gouzi's mother couldn't let go of the leather seat and stroked it. "Wow, this white sofa is so beautiful. Can we take a bath on this plane? Drinking and taking a bath in the air, Guizhi, this is so comfortable!"

Zhen Zhen simply satisfied her wish and took her on vacation abroad.

Gou Zi Niang and Zhang Cuihua both have passports, which Zhen Zhen had arranged for them in advance.

But they had never used it before, and who would have thought that their first trip abroad would be on a private plane.

Gouzi's mother simply wanted to enter the Grand View Garden.

She took the good wine that Meng Hua had placed in the wine cabinet, savoured the salty flavour brought from home, took a bath with the best shampoo, and enjoyed the service of the stewardess. She was simply delighted.

"Cuihua, look, if you open the window you can see the clouds in the sky! Why are these clouds different from the ones we see on the ground?" Gouzi's mother was surprised.

Zhang Cuihua was no better than her. "Do you think I've seen this? Fortunately, we took a private plane. If we took a regular plane, we would definitely be laughed at for being country folk who have never seen the world."

"Laugh if you want to. I am not afraid of being laughed at when I am 70 years old."

"That's right, but not every 70-year-old has flown in a private jet."

Zhen Zhen tested the water temperature and added some hot water to the bathtub for them. "It's not just the private jet, the wine you drink costs 800,000 a bottle!"

"How much?" Gou Zi's mother retorted and spit the wine in her mouth into the glass, "This glass of mine costs hundreds of thousands? No, Guizhi, you are exaggerating! You spend 800,000 to buy a bottle of wine!"

"It was given by Meng Hua. This guy bought a winery abroad and shipped a lot of red wine here."

Gou Zi's mother drank the wine she had vomited out.

Zhen Zhen blinked, "What's the difference between spitting it out and drinking it back in?"

"It's more sour, more refreshing and more powerful!" Gouzi's mother was mesmerized.

The three of them burst into laughter.

Gou Zi Niang and Zhang Cuihua cherish this vacation opportunity very much.

Both of them were tanned to the color of stockings, and they tried skinny dipping in the ocean and sunbathing naked on a private beach.

Gou Zi's mother is good at swimming and tried snorkeling. She caught a small crab for Zhen Zhen and a small fish for Zhang Cuihua. The three of them took a group photo and went shopping in the duty-free shop at the airport.

In hindsight, this was the last time they met.

When Zhen Zhen received the news of Gou Zi's mother's death, he was completely stunned.

Zhang Cuihua had just come from Gouzi's mother's room and said with red eyes:

"She passed away in her sleep at night. I saw that she was still smiling. Besides, Gouzi's mother is older than both of us. She is over 70 years old, which is considered a long life."

No one says that we should say goodbye with tears.

Zhen Zhen is not sad, she is just not used to it.

After Gouzi's mother divorced Gouzi's father, she made some money from the Zhenxin Food Factory. Zhen Zhen looked at her bankbook and found that there was a full 15 million in it!

In addition, she also has two houses, a tricycle, and a cabinet of gold jewelry. These things were given to her by Zhen Zhen, and she kept them very well.

Zhen Zhen put these things away and planned to donate them to the country as Gou Zi's mother had said.

When Brother Gouzi came in, he didn't even cry, but started rummaging through the drawers to look for his mother's things.

He and his wife searched for a long time but couldn't find her, and almost ate Zhen Zhen.

"Did you put away my mother's things?"

Zhen Zhen took out the will that had been made public, "Take a look at it yourself. Your mother wants to donate all her inheritance to the country. She won't leave you a penny."

"How is that possible!" Brother Gouzi was anxious, "I am her son, she has to leave it to me even if she doesn't want to!"

Gouzi's father almost flipped the table, "When a person dies, the inheritance should be inherited by the son, it's only natural! The eldest son is her son, why should she donate the house to the country! Is this reasonable?"

Zhen Zhen won't bother with these idiots.

She asked her lawyer to talk to them directly.

If the lawyer can’t convince you, call the police. If the police can’t help, go to court.

When Brother Gouzi saw that his mother had written it down in black and white and even left a video as evidence, he fainted.

He thought that if his mother died, he would get half of her inheritance.

Who called him his mother's son?

A mother lives her whole life for her children, so why is it that other people’s mothers are so conscious, while his mother is so heartless!

Not even a penny was left for him.

The more Brother Gouzi thought about it, the angrier he became. He went crazy in the middle of the night and smashed Gouzi's mother's apartment to pieces, even chopping up the cabinets with a machete.

Gouzi's father gave him an idea, "If she doesn't leave you an inheritance, then you should just smash the pot in front of your mother! See what she will do!"

Brother Gouzi also thought this was a good idea, so he told Zhen Guizhi about it.

Who would have thought that Zhen Guizhi had even bought a cemetery and buried Gou Zi's mother directly, so there was no need for him, as a son, to break the pot.

Brother Gouzi was extremely anxious. Seeing that he couldn't make a penny, he started to think of some evil ideas.

He dragged his whole family to live in Gou Zi's mother's house, hoping to seize the house by cheating.

Zhen Zhen knew that he had this trick, so he simply asked Meng Eryong to find a debt collection company to beat up Brother Gouzi severely. Brother Gouzi was beaten black and blue, and he and his belongings were thrown out of the house. He never dared to make trouble again.

After seeing Gou Zi's mother off, Zhen Zhen and Zhang Cuihua both felt a little emotional.

"From now on, it will be just the two of us," said Zhang Cuihua.

Zhen Zhen was optimistic. He took Zhang Cuihua with him, and brought a few bottles of fruit wine, halved chicken feet, pork heads, peanuts, and pickled kelp to the tomb of Gou Zi Niang.

"The graves of the three of us are together, no one can escape." Zhen Zhen said.

Zhang Cuihua smiled, poured a glass of wine and toasted with Zhen Zhen.

Zhen Zhen also poured a glass for Gou Zi Niang, "Gou Zi Niang can drink a lot, let her drink more. Oh, she loves to eat chicken feet, give her two more chicken feet."

"She also loves disco!"

"Really?" Zhen Zhen was quite surprised. "I didn't realize that Gouzi's wife also likes to listen to disco?"

"That's right. Last time she secretly told me that she wanted to listen to disco and learn social dancing, but she's too old to dance well."

Zhen Zhen can do a social dance, and she played some music on her cell phone.

"Good boy, you should have told me earlier so that I could teach her how to dance. Cuihua, hold my hand and I will teach you how to dance. Let's pretend that Gouzi's mother is still here, and the three of us will dance together, the youngest and most lively dance!"

Zhang Cuihua chuckled, wiped the brine off her hands, and took Zhen Zhen's hand.

Zhang Cuihua became more and more enthusiastic in learning. The two of them talked and laughed, and she talked to Gou Zi's mother while dancing, as if she had never left.

After Gou Zi's mother passed away, the children in the family were very worried about Zhen Zhen's mental state. Fortunately, she was very optimistic and no different from before.

"Mom, what are you writing?" Meng Daguo looked at her worriedly.

Zhen Zhen took off his reading glasses and said with a smile:

"Mother is writing a love letter to your mother-in-law!"

"Ah?" Meng Daguo's jaw dropped in shock. "Why? Mom, do you like Gouzi's mother?"

Meng Daguo was confused and felt that he had never seen the world. He thought his mother and Gouzi's mother were ordinary girlfriends, but who would have thought that it was that kind of lesbian relationship.

Meng Eryong started to lose interest again. Since his daughter couldn't have children, he didn't have to worry about his mother giving birth to a younger brother for him.

Zhen Zhen rolled his eyes. "Your mother Gou Zi said that she never received a love letter when she was alive. She said that if she died before us, she asked us to write poems for her when we went to see her and read them to her after we finished writing them."

"Wow!" Meng Eryong was stunned. "A composition topic?"

How can you assign homework after someone dies?

Meng Daguo laughed, "Others have winter vacation homework, but Gouzi's wife gave you a dead homework."

Zhen Zhen really didn't have the gene to write poetry, so he simply asked Meng Daguo to turn on the computer and search some on the Internet.

"Grandma, you are the one who is fooling people." Si Ya complained.

"La la la, if she has the guts, she can fight me."

Meng Daguo and Meng Eryong looked at each other and were completely relieved when they saw that their mother was really not sad.

After Martin Motors was launched on the market, it received positive reviews from the market.

The following year, with the joint efforts of Martin and Meng Panpan, Martin Auto was listed on the Hong Kong Stock Exchange. The stock price was nearly 5 Hong Kong dollars that day, and the market value was close to 9 billion.

Martin's domestic sales soared, and the company began to explore the international market.

When Xu Wei learned about this, he strongly supported Martin Auto's expansion abroad. He also applied to the government for tax reduction and other subsidies.

Martin Automotive has developed rapidly, has been widely praised internationally, and has begun to develop the field of autonomous driving.

Xu Wei is no longer young. Standing in the government office building and looking down at the city of Xinyao, he always feels that Xinyao is developing too fast, so fast that it seems unreal to him.