Chengdu is experiencing its usual continuous rain, making it a perfect day for relaxation.
Chu's mother arrived at the mahjong parlor early on her electric scooter to play mahjong with a group of old bAby. Her lips were slightly upturned.
Another unlucky day; I lost again today.
"Don't be upset, you only lost a few dozen yuan," a close friend said with a smile.
"Aren't a few dozen yuan a lot of money?" Chu's mother rolled her eyes.
“It’s money to us, but is it money to you? No! It’s just paper!” Another close friend said, “Xiao Fang is a boss in Shanghai, he makes a lot of money, you can spend it however you want.”
“That’s because my little darling is so smart!” Chu’s mother straightened her chest and answered with pride.
"Yes, yes, your little one is so smart." A middle-aged woman with curly hair on the right nodded, then suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, my daughter is going to Shanghai for an exam in a few days, and we can't find a hotel. Could she stay at Xiao Fang's place for a few days?"
"Hmm..." Upon hearing this, Chu's mother thought for a moment, "I need to ask my little one."
“Okay.” The curly-haired woman nodded again.
She worked until evening, and a light drizzle was falling. Chu's mother felt much better, and she had won back the money she had lost.
Upon seeing her father arrive to pick her up, her mother immediately dropped the mahjong game: "I'm not playing anymore, I want to go home."
After saying that, he left the mahjong parlor and jogged to his car.
The remaining few old bAbYs looked at each other, then shook their heads with smiles.
I have a best friend like this, and our daily life is quite interesting.
While driving, Chu's father asked, "You seem very happy?"
"Yes."
"You won?"
"Yes."
"Good."
"Yes."
“... ..."
Back home, Chu's mother prepared dinner. After the two finished eating, Chu's mother lay on the sofa, scrolling through short videos and occasionally bursting into laughter.
Suddenly, he slapped his forehead and said, "Tell me, how are Guai Guai and Xiao Yue'er doing?"
She paused, her eyes gleaming with golden light: "What if they suddenly give me a grandson or granddaughter? I'll be a grandma! Hahaha, I'm a grandma..."
Chu's father listened quietly to his wife's imagination, sometimes nodding, sometimes chatting with her about what it would be like to be a grandparent.
Just as Chu's mother was lost in her daydream, she remembered something and sat up from the sofa: "Oh dear, I forgot something, I need to call my little darling."
She immediately dialed Chu Fang's number and heard that familiar voice: "Hello, Mom."
"Hello, my sweetheart, I am your most beautiful, gentlest, and smartest mom."
"... ..., what's the matter?" Chu Fang was not surprised by his mother's opening remarks and asked immediately.
"Can't I call you if I have nothing to do? I'm your mother, is it unreasonable for me to call you? You heartless bastard, you never call me, and when I call you first, you seem to resent it? Fine, I see now. As the old saying goes, 'Once you marry a wife, you forget your mother.' You haven't even married a wife yet and you're already forgetting me..."
Although Chu Fang was familiar with the opening lines, his mother always managed to find a way to lecture him.
He had no choice but to listen helplessly. After about ten minutes of rambling, Chu's mother finally remembered the important matter: "How are you and Xiaoyue doing?"
"That's good."
"How wonderful?"
"Hmm... ...very good."
"Hmph!" Chu's mother snorted, not satisfied with her answer, and said, "My dear, you and Xiaoyue should get along well and not cause any trouble. If you ruin my grandma's dream, I'll never forgive you."
“... ..."
It's clear that Chu's mother and Zhong Tingyue have a very good relationship.
I chatted with Chu's mom and dad for a while, then ended the call.
"Huh, did I forget something?" Chu's mother was scrolling through short videos when her mind suddenly went blank for a moment.
Chu's father replied calmly, "Your best friend's daughter is going to Shanghai for an exam, and she asked if your son could provide accommodation."
"Oh, I forgot."
“... ..."
Shanghai Airport is bustling with people.
Two young girls were seen dragging their suitcases out of the airport.
One person was dressed simply in a t-shirt, casual pants, and white sneakers, with a clean-cut face; the other person had short, shiny black hair, wore sunglasses, and looked dashing.
"Holy crap! Shanghai is so bustling, it's like heaven and earth compared to the city we live in. I wish I could settle down here." The short-haired girl looked around and exclaimed.
"Qinqin, we're here to take the exam," the pretty girl said softly.
"Ugh! Don't even mention it, it gives me a headache." The short-haired girl sighed, took off her sunglasses, and said to her companion, "By the way, is the guy your mom found reliable? We're just two girls living in his house, what if something goes wrong? We'll be left all alone."
"If all else fails, we'll spend a lot of money to stay in a high-end hotel, eat well and sleep well, so we'll have the energy to take the exam."
The pretty girl thought for a moment and said, "He should be reliable; he has a good reputation."
Hearing this, the short-haired girl had no choice but to nod and give up the idea of staying in an expensive hotel. After all, hotel prices had increased during the exam period, costing at least 1,000 yuan a day. With other miscellaneous expenses, a month's salary would be gone just from taking the exam. Every little bit saved counts.
The two waited outside in the blazing sun, which made it scorching hot. The short-haired woman frowned slightly. "What's going on? Didn't that boy say he was coming to pick us up? Why isn't he here yet? He has no sense of time."
"We should be there soon."
The two were standing.
Suddenly, a vehicle as deep as a black hole appeared from afar, with smooth and elegant lines and a powerful design. It was not only a symbol of the brand but also a mark of status.
"Wow~~~" Upon seeing the car, the short-haired woman's eyes lit up, and she grabbed her companion's arm: "Sisi, that's a Bentley, worth at least three or four million, it's my dream car. I really want to know who drives a car like that, they must be a very important person."
To the short-haired woman's surprise, the Bentley stopped in front of them, and a handsome and tall young man got out, looking at them with a slight smile.
Oh no!
I don't know him, so why is he smiling at me?
What's the thought behind that smile?
Do you like me?
What should I do?
Should I accept his feelings?
If I accept his advances directly, am I being too unreserved?
But if I don't accept it, I'll offend him, which is not good.
... ...
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