Chapter 408: Now that I have money, my family is not at peace

On January 3rd, the fourth year of Shangzhou's reign, it was still a holiday. In the morning, Xiaolin and I went to Huaxi Lake to complete the full payment procedures. When we got home, my mother looked over the receipt and asked, "Is the house ours?"

I burst out laughing: "This is a turtle in a jar, it can't leave."

My mother said, "Xiao Lin, hurry up and design it. It has to be better than the one at Xiao Zhang's house."

Xiao Lin asked, "Who is Xiao Zhang?"

"It's the one on the left side of the second floor of this unit. Xiao Zhang's mother and I are good friends. I went to see it."

I laughed and said, "Mom, don't look at Xiao Zhang and Xiao Li's. Xiao Lin specializes in design and is an expert in this field."

Xiao Lin said, "Don't worry, old man. I've never lived in a high-end house, but I have designed the decoration of villas worth hundreds of millions."

My mother was so shocked by this that she couldn't close her mouth for a long time. After a long while, she said, "Isn't it just a place to sleep? Why spend so much money?"

My dad said, "You're just going to take a nap. You can sleep here. Why do you have to buy something worth tens of millions?"

My mother was speechless. However, she was born to be unwilling to admit defeat and rolled her eyes at my father: "There's only eight or nine houses between tens of millions and one hundred million."

My father ignored her.

Xiao Lin said, "Shanhong, no one invited you to dinner this afternoon, did they?"

I said, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Lin dragged out his voice: "Buying a car——"

My mother said, "Yes, buy it soon. It will be so prestigious if you park it downstairs. It costs over one million yuan."

When I heard this, it seemed Xiaolin had discussed this with my mother. Otherwise, how would she know about the million-plus figure? So I said, "Xiaolin, poor people can't become rich overnight."

Before Xiaolin could speak, my mother asked, "What do you mean by 'suddenly'?"

My father said coldly, "Right away. It means when poor people suddenly have money, they can't wait to spend it, buying all kinds of things, and the money can't be contained in their pockets."

My father criticized my mother on the surface, but in fact he was criticizing Xiaolin. Xiaolin immediately blushed.

My mother was disgusted by this and asked my father, "Are we considered poor? Even if Shanhong doesn't go to the Philippines, he still makes millions a year. It's unlucky to always say you're poor."

I stepped in to smooth things over: "Poor is relative. Compared to the super-rich, we are poor."

My mother said, "Don't go anywhere this afternoon. Buy a car first, then go to the jewelry store. I want to buy a necklace. If you don't want to pay, I'll pay for it myself."

My father turned his face away.

Xiao Lin said, "It's not necessary to buy it today. It's a holiday and you have time. It's up to you to make the decision on something as important as buying a car."

My mother waved her hand at me angrily and said, "If you think your business is important, go away. I'll ask Gao Xu to help watch the car."

I was really a little angry. I kept a cold face and didn't say anything for a long time.

Sitting there, I took out a box and gave one to my dad. I thought: Poor people really can't get rich overnight. Once they get rich, they want to live in a mansion overnight, eat delicacies, wear gold and silver, drive a luxury car, and talk big to show that they are different from the poor.

But, this is my mother and my wife. I can't just sulk with them. I have to slowly open up to them. I smiled and said to my mother, "Old lady, please sit down and chat for ten minutes. I'll go buy a car with you."

When she heard this, she immediately came over and sat down. Xiaolin also sat down.

I said, "I have no objection to people living in luxury houses and driving luxury cars. However, those who can truly afford luxury houses and luxury cars are usually business owners. They have a stable income every day."

We try our best to live in a better house and buy a better car, but that's all we can earn.

But once you live in a villa and drive a million-dollar car, everything else becomes more expensive. For example, a driver pulling a flatbed truck on the street scratches someone else's luxury car. He refuses to pay, and the court can't do anything about it because he can't afford it.

We drive luxury cars and bump into other people. He asks you to pay a lot of money because you can afford it. "

My mother said, "Just pay it back, it's only a few thousand at most."

My father sneered, "A few thousand? You can't say that. Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands."

Xiao Lin said on the side: "This is true."

My mother is a little more modest.

I continued, "So, I'll take you to Guangzhou to see. Those old men who wear shorts and slippers and smoke a pack of Double Happiness cigarettes for 10 yuan each have assets worth tens or even hundreds of millions."

"Ah, such thriftiness."

My father said, "That's not called thriftiness, that's called being a true gentleman and being free and easy. It's called being rich and carefree."

My mother didn't understand the first part of the sentence, "A true gentleman is naturally elegant," but she did understand the second part.

I said, "Wealth is not something you show off. The more you show off, the more dangerous it is. If you wear gold and silver and others can't eat, will they steal it?

You live in a mansion, drive a luxury car, and Yifan takes a photo and sends it to his parents. Your uncles, the first, second, and third, want to borrow a few hundred thousand from you. Would you lend it to them?

If the old lady in the neighborhood compares her designer clothes with you, saying this one costs thousands, that one costs tens of thousands, will you change your clothes? In short, a series of questions will follow.

If we live only slightly better than others and drive a less flashy car, then after we move there, Dad will play the erhu and sing a tune with educated people to appear knowledgeable.

As for you, just dress modestly and don't compete with them in wealth. If others show off, just smile politely. Exercise regularly; it's so much better. You won't be the center of attention, and you can still live a relaxed life.

After hearing what I said, my mother nodded and said, "You have a point. By the way, we can't let Yifan take pictures. My brothers are okay, but their wives are all powerful. If we don't lend them the money, we will offend them."

My dad laughed. "If you don't want Yifan to take pictures, it's like saying nothing. If they ask you to borrow money, just say you owe the bank millions. If it's just 30,000 or 50,000, tell Shanhong to find a solution. It's not too much."

I said, "I borrow money like this: I'm seriously ill and need to buy a car for transportation. I can lend it to you."

My mother was anxious: "I want to buy a car, and you also borrow it."

"Listen to me. A serious illness is life-saving. This money needs to be borrowed. Buying a truck for transportation is to get rich. In short, anyone who has to pay for money to make money or pay for schooling needs support; they are seeking further development.

Building a house, buying a car, not borrowing. This is for enjoyment. We must let them understand that all enjoyment requires their own hard work.

My mother was more satisfied this time after hearing this. She said to my father, "Look, Shanhong has explained everything clearly. After all, she is my child. She is thoughtful and considerate."

My father sneered: "I'm going to go for a walk outside."

I said to Xiaolin, "Wake up Xiaoyu, let's go together now."

Everyone bustled around making preparations. While my mother was changing her clothes, I said to Xiaolin, "Just buy something worth eight or nine hundred thousand."

Xiaolin was more open-minded than my mother, and she nodded, thinking that all she wanted was a new car.

Just as I was leaving the house, my cell phone rang.

My mother looked at me and told me not to connect any electricity.

I said, “I need to answer this call.”

My mother asked, "Is this Mr. Chen calling?"

I shook my head and said, "Oh, Mr. He, you're coming to Shangzhou. When will you arrive? Five o'clock, okay. I'll pick you up at the high-speed rail station then."

My mother and Xiaolin asked in unison: "Who is Mr. He?"

"My surname is He, and I own a factory. My name is Mr. He."

My mother said, "You're being clever again. The elevator's here. Go in quickly."