Father Jiang stared at him and asked, "How much money did Xiaobao make on the black market? Is the money enough for you to spend?"
He only had this much pocket money. If he had known that Xiaobao liked money, he would have saved more.
I’m just afraid that my other children and my wife will find out and worry too much.
Jiang Ze's face froze, and he lowered his head and said, "Not much, just a few hundred yuan, enough to spend."
He didn't intend to keep it secret forever.
What's more, he was found and someone in his family served in the army, so it was normal to have concerns and investigate him.
Father Jiang explained, "Don't worry, Xiaobao. I'm just asking casually. You are free. You were raised in a free-range environment. No one has ever planned your future life for you. If you want to live a better life, what should you do?"
"I know you have a teacher, but his role is different from that of your parents or relatives. Invite him to your home for dinner some other day and we will treat him well."
"I just want to ask, are you sure you don't want to go into politics or join the army in the future?"
"From now on, all my connections in the army will go to your second brother. I've been in the army for so many years, and it's time for me to retire in a few years. Someone has to inherit what I have."
"With your physique, it would be a shame if you didn't join the army. You're a good shot, too. You must have used a hunting rifle a lot."
Jiang Ze shook his head: "No, the military management is too strict, it's not suitable for me. I like Qian and Wanyue. If I go to the military, I will be on a long mission and won't see anyone for three months. I will feel uneasy and anxious."
"I don't like being constrained either. I'm not interested in training and going on missions in the army all day long."
No matter how tired he is, he can endure hardship, but he doesn't want to endure this kind of hardship.
He envied the Song family's life, a warm and beautiful family of three.
Father Jiang spread his hands and said, "My boy, even a hero can be tempted by beauty. When you see your elder brother and third sister become high-ranking officials and your second brother become an officer, don't be envious."
"Going into business is one way, but I can't help you. Don't blame your family for not paving the way for you."
"I don't disagree with you doing business. This is your freedom and a reflection of your ability. I am proud of you. My son can actually make so much money without stealing or robbing. He trades voluntarily."
"It's just that you have to find the right balance. The environment will be better in the future, and the status of businessmen will also change."
Jiang Ze was touched, he thought his father would not allow it.
He said in a firm tone: "Okay, I will never regret it. I will be careful."
Father Jiang took out an envelope from the drawer and handed it over. "Here, take it. This is your father's private money. Don't you like money? Take it. Do you want to do business or spend it yourself? I see you like to buy some antiques, right? Those things will be valuable in the future. But don't keep them at home to bring disaster."
A thick stack.
Jiang Ze paused in surprise, "Dad, this is not good. I already have a job, how can I still ask you for money?"
Seeing that the child was shy and embarrassed to accept it, Jiang's father stood up and stuffed the envelope into Jiang Ze's pocket.
"It's not much, just about a thousand yuan. This is what your dad has worked so hard to save over the years. It's not easy. You can keep it to buy things you like. Your dad doesn't have anything he wants to buy, so you can spend the money for me."
"You're so polite. Your dad earns over 100 yuan a month. Your mom gives me 10 yuan pocket money every month. I save it all."
Jiang Ze suddenly felt the money in his pocket was hot.
My thoughts drifted away. After getting married, will I only have ten dollars a month?
That’s all he has. After he gets married, can he ask Xiaoyue for more?
Father Jiang said righteously, "What's wrong? It's only natural for me to spend money on my son. You'll have to provide for my old age in the future. Why are you hesitating? This money will be of great use to you. It's just sitting there anyway. Spend it slowly and don't tell anyone else, understand? Especially your mother."
If you knew he was so good at saving money, you would take all the money he had.
No matter what, men become bad when they have money.
He is a gentleman who behaves uprightly. How could he do such a thing as having an affair while married?
Jiang Ze's eyes were slightly red. His old father gave him money again. As soon as he got home, he bought him a lot of things.
Sure enough, this is family affection, fatherly love?
She is indeed different from Jiang Wenqiang and Wang Zhaodi. They won't always exploit him.
If you can't get it, kick him out of the house.
Jiang Ze: "Okay, thank you, Dad. By the way, I just came back and saw Mom making egg cakes in the kitchen. Let's go out and eat together."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang's father's face changed drastically, and a trace of discomfort flashed across his face.
"Ah, this, the egg cake your mom made is delicious, Xiaobao, you should eat more, your dad and I don't like sweet food, remember that."
Oh no, my wife’s pastry-making skills are so terrible. It must be because her grandson’s birthday is coming and she is getting excited again.
Jiang Ze didn't look closely at the expression on his father's face, and walked straight ahead, "Okay, Dad, don't call me Xiaobao, call me by my full name. I'm so old now, it's embarrassing to still call me by my nickname."
Father Jiang took a deep breath and said, "Okay, okay, let's go. It's time to eat."
Sure enough, when the two walked into the living room, the family was preparing to eat.
Jiang's mother pointed at the egg cake on the table and said, "Today is Xiaohui's birthday, so I made an egg cake. Everyone should try it, especially you, Xiaoze, come and try it. You haven't tasted my craftsmanship yet. It's really fragrant and sweet."
The other adults in the Jiang family exchanged glances with each other. Just because the children like to eat it doesn’t mean they like it too.
Jiang Ze took a piece and just after taking a sip, he wanted to spit it out, but he thought it was not good and a waste, so he convinced himself to swallow it.
Seeing that his younger brother ate all the cake without changing his expression, Boss Jiang asked curiously, "Brother, this egg cake is so delicious that flies can turn into bees. Don't you think it's too sweet?"
Could it be that this guy has a sweet tooth?
Jiang Ze shook his head: "It's not good to waste it. Brother, do you want to eat it? It's too sweet. By the way, does mom like to add sugar so much?"
It's so sweet that it feels like sugar.
Jiang's mother came out of the kitchen and heard this and asked, "Boss, it's OK if you don't like sweet food, but is it really that bad?"
"Mom, I'm not saying this, but you put too much sugar in this. If someone doesn't know, they would think you beat the candy seller to death," Jiang Feng complained.
Father Jiang said, "Okay, it's Xiaohui's birthday, and I made this especially for him. If the adults don't like it, leave it for the children."
He doesn't eat it anyway.
The Jiang family lived a peaceful life.
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After dinner, Song Wanyue went for a walk on the street to digest the food.
A shadow followed behind him.
Song Wanyue stopped only when she reached under a paulownia tree.
Song Wanyue kicked a stone and asked, "Hey, you followed me down the street, why don't you talk?"
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