Chapter 14 Impression of Dad
After sending the chattering little girl all the way to the cake shop, Zhou Anan pulled up the curtain that had been set up last night, walked into the barbecue stall, took a look at the still lively crayfish, and then took breakfast back to Wang Rong's house with peace of mind.
When Zhou Anan came in, Wang Rong still hadn't gotten up. He just shouted outside the bedroom door and went out.
As for bringing breakfast, that’s impossible since I’m not a girl.
First, Zhou Anan took a bus back home.
After taking a shower, Zhou Anan sat obediently on the old wooden sofa in the living room, watching her mother busy knitting woolen shoes.
Because she had to take care of the storage expenses of the family quarry, although the time was short, my mother had almost no independent life. Her few hobbies might be watching TV dramas and knitting woolen shoes according to the designs in woolen books.
"Mom, I'm going to run a barbecue stall with my classmates during the summer vacation to experience life and earn some living expenses."
After thinking for a while, Zhou Anan directly expressed her thoughts to her open-minded mother.
It's easy to convince my mother, but the problem is that the one who makes the decision at home is my father, who has old-fashioned ideas.
"Barbecue stand? Where is it? What are you going there for?"
Wang Jingyu, who was knitting woolen shoes, looked up and asked in confusion.
In her impression, her son has never done any work since he was a child, so what could he do at a barbecue stall?
"My classmates and I opened a barbecue stall on Nanyuan Road. There were several other classmates there, and I was responsible for helping out."
It was 70% false and 30% true, and Zhou Anan repeated it without blushing or feeling nervous.
Zhou Anan knew he couldn't hide it from his parents, after all, he borrowed all the starting equipment from his uncle. But saying that he opened a barbecue stall was almost like finding fault.
As for why I didn't tell him in advance and just did it right away, it was all to guard against my dad's domineering style.
"Are you tired then?"
“Not tired.”
"Do you want Dad to pick you up tonight?"
"No, no, one of my classmates lives right next door, so I'll stay there first. Mom, I'm grown up now, it's time for me to do something on my own."
"Oh, then I'll ask your dad to come back and discuss it."
“.”
Zhou Anan, who originally wanted to create a fait accompli with her mother, watched her mother pick up the landline and dial the number, and could only helplessly wait for her father to come back and make the verdict.
Come on, all that was said just now was in vain.
The quarry run by his family is just next to the village. After receiving a call from his wife, Zhou Youliang quickly rushed home on his motorcycle. His son's affairs are never trivial matters.
"Well, be safe. If you need to go home, give me a call."
After listening to his son's story, Zhou Youliang pondered for a moment and agreed with his son's idea of doing things independently.
My son is about to go to college, and it’s time for him to grow up. It would be good for him to get in touch with society earlier.
When he was as old as his son, he had already gone to other provinces to do business and make money.
My son has education, but he also needs to have the ability to do things, otherwise he will suffer in the future. It is not bad to suffer a little loss now and feel the hardship of society.
Thinking about the troubles encountered in the quarry, Zhou Youliang could only sigh in his heart. It was all because of his lack of experience before.
"Thank you, Mom and Dad."
Zhou Anan didn't expect his father to agree so easily. He felt relieved, but then he felt a little strange. This was completely different from the impression he had of his father.
In his impression, his father has always been a dictatorial ruler at home, and when he gets angry, even he, who is in his thirties, is a little in awe of him.
This is also the reason why he first created the fait accompli before confronting his parents.
In his previous life, his father, who was often stimulated by his aunt, forced him to take civil service and public institution exams for several years. Zhou Anan took advantage of the fact that his father and others were out of reach of him because of their business in the South China Sea, and directly set up a tutoring class with his classmates. They made a profit in one summer vacation, and only then did they accept the fact.
Later, the tutoring class grew bigger and stronger, and his father, who originally did not support him, turned around and gave him advice. Zhou Anan experienced this deeply.
Zhou Anan's experience of getting along with his father can basically be used to write a history book of father-son intrigue spanning twelve years.
Now this scene is very beautiful.
Soon, Wang Jingyu neatly packed a bunch of clothes for her son to change into, and asked her husband to take her and her son to visit a classmate's home in the city.
This was the first time her son was independent, and she was always worried. How could she feel at ease without going there to see for herself?
In 2005, there was no heavy traffic on the road, and there were very few traffic lights, so the journey was smooth.
In just ten minutes, Zhou Anan's family of three arrived at Nanyuan Road.
“So old.”
Walking into the old corridor, Wang Jingyu couldn't help but frowning.
After entering the room, I felt even more uncomfortable.
"Hey, hello, uncle and aunt."
After finishing breakfast, Wang Rong saw his friend’s parents, and quickly stood up to greet them, and looked at Zhou Anan with a puzzled look.
When he was in school, he had met Zhou Anan's parents several times. Everyone knew them, but what was that look in Zhou Anan's eyes?
Unexpectedly, Wang Rong had already gotten up. Zhou Anan was wondering how to explain her previous excuse when her mother spoke.
"Hello, An An will live in your house from now on. Thank you for your help."
Seeing that the little boy was so polite, Wang Jingyu responded at the right time.
As for asking whether it was a barbecue stall co-operated with the other party, she had no doubts.
She had complete trust in her son.
"Mom and Dad, it's good for me to live here. It's close to the barbecue stand. Put the clothes here first, and I'll take you over to have a look."
Afraid that Wang Rong would be exposed, Zhou Anan quickly changed the subject and prepared to take her parents to the barbecue stall.
"An An, I'll go with you too."
In front of his boss, Wang Rong naturally had to behave more diligently, otherwise he would not be worthy of the high salary of 2,000 yuan.
"No, you should wash up first. It's too embarrassing to go out. I'll take my parents to see it."
Having the urge to beat someone up, Zhou Anan, who had pushed Wang Rong into the bathroom, hurriedly took her parents out, fearing that the stupid teammate would say something stupid again.
It's not that he didn't want to be honest with his parents, but running a barbecue stand by himself and co-operating with classmates are two completely different things. His father's traditional thinking can kill his idea of starting a business in a minute. This is the experience he gained from fighting with his father for many years in his previous life.
In my father's impression, only civil servants and public institution staff are his favorite professions, otherwise he would not have forced him to take the exam for five or six years in his previous life. Even in the first few years after he opened the tutoring institution in his previous life, my father persuaded him to take the exam earnestly, and the bitterness was really unforgettable.
"Well, be careful and call home if anything happens, okay?"
After checking the location of the barbecue stall, Wang Jingyu reminded again that there was no problem.
"OK."
Zhou Anan was not at all impatient with her parents' nagging.
After all, Zhou Anan, who has experienced many years of social life, knows clearly that there are only a few people who truly care about him, and the only ones who are devoted to him are his parents.
"Work hard and don't complain about being tired."
Since he agreed with his son's decision, Zhou Youliang did not act pretentiously. He patted his son on the shoulder to encourage him and handed him three hundred yuan.
"Dad, I can make money on my own now. Don't worry, I will never bring shame to our Zhou family."
Zhou Anan felt a little sad after rejecting her father's kindness.
"Hmph, I'll wait and see."
Seeing that his son insisted, Zhou Youliang took back the money. After all, it was so close and he could come and take a look anytime.
"Dad, drive slower."
“I know.”
Watching the back of the motorcycle going away, Zhou Anan felt a sense of sadness in her heart and a warm feeling welled up in her eyes.
(End of this chapter)
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