When they got to the house, all the belongings had been moved to the basement. Liu Aiping walked around the house, meticulously checking every room. It was unclear what she was checking: the hygiene or the decor. Probably both. This house was secondhand, but it was mostly unoccupied, so the decor was relatively new.
After looking at it for a long time, Liu Aiping smiled and said to Zhao Xiaofei, "Son! If only your father were still alive, he would be very happy!"
"My dad will definitely see this from heaven! Mom! I want to tell you something. Has my eldest brother got the loan for that house?" said Zhao Xiaofei.
"Your elder brother said it will be done next month!" said Liu Aiping.
"Don't ask my eldest brother to get a loan. I'll pay for it. I have money now, and I don't want him to have to pay off the loan. It's too stressful. Let him have some time to date. Otherwise, when will I have a sister-in-law and a nephew?" Zhao Xiaofei said. Zhao Xiaofei really didn't care about this little money now.
Liu Aiping was grinning from ear to ear. Her youngest son, even after becoming wealthy, hadn't forgotten his eldest brother. This was rare. She had seen many cases where, after one of her siblings became wealthy, the others would become enemies and stop interacting with each other.
"Okay! Do what you can!" Liu Aiping said with a smile.
"Mom! There are 5 million in this card. My brother's house is only worth more than 3 million. The rest is for his wedding. Please keep it! The password is my brother's birthday!" Zhao Xiaofei said and handed his mother a bank card.
"So much money? Does your company have enough working capital?" Liu Aiping asked.
"Mom! Don't worry, there are still tens of millions lying around in the company!" said Zhao Xiaofei.
Before Liu Aiping could say anything, the door opened and Jiang Xiaomei came upstairs carrying bags. She met Liu Aiping and said with a smile, "Auntie, you're here! I bought some delicious food. I'll make a delicious meal for you and Xiaofei at noon."
"Okay! Auntie, let me try your cooking too!" Liu Aiping said calmly. Now that her son was rich, she didn't care that Jiang Xiaomei had a disappointing younger brother. She had seen Jiang Di before, the child spoiled beyond measure by his mother, Miao Guizhi. The child was extremely selfish and mischievous, daring to touch anything. But now, she felt that Jiang Xiaomei wasn't pretty at all, and her looks didn't match her son's.
Jiang Xiaomei took out two file bags from her bag and said, "Xiaofei! This is the property certificate. We just got it yesterday!"
"Oh! Okay! Let's look at it later! I'll go help you cook first!" Zhao Xiaofei threw the house deed on the bed.
Liu Aiping coughed at this time. Jiang Xiaomei thought to herself, how did her boyfriend get rich with such an IQ? Why is your own mother showing off her love for him? So she quickly winked at Zhao Xiaofei and said, "No need! Just a few side dishes, I'll be done in a moment! You stay with Auntie for a while, you haven't been home for a long time!" Then she said to Liu Aiping, "Auntie, I'm going to be busy first!"
Liu Aiping forced a smile and said, "Okay! Go ahead!" Seeing Jiang Xiaomei coming downstairs, Liu Aiping closed the door and said to Zhao Xiaofei, "How can you just throw the property certificates away like that?" Then she immediately opened the file bag and flipped through the property certificates to see the names. When she saw that both properties were in her son's name, Liu Aiping breathed a sigh of relief.
"My silly son! How could you let her get a property certificate for you! What if she puts the house in her name? If you get divorced, the house will belong to someone else." Liu Aiping said in a low voice.
"Oh my god! We haven't even gotten married yet! You're talking about divorce first, how can that be possible?" Zhao Xiaofei found it really irritating.
"So what? You have little social experience. Many divorced people nowadays are after real estate. Whoever's name is on the house owns it! You can't buy this house for less than 20 million, right? Can you guarantee that she won't have any other thoughts? Even if she loves you now, what about in the future? No one can guarantee that one person will love the other forever." Liu Aiping said.
"Then you and my dad have also been shaken?" Zhao Xiaofei asked unconvinced.
"Mom is not afraid of you knowing that I was indeed shaken at the beginning, but it was just a thought. But how can the social environment now be compared with that time? How open are people now? Think about it carefully!" said Liu Aiping.
"Mom! You've seen the property certificate, and there's no one else's name on it. This means that Xiao Meitu's money was not mine. We were together when I was poor, and now that I'm rich, I gave her the money to buy a house. She didn't say she took the money or put the house in her own name!" Zhao Xiaofei said.
"Anyway, I've said everything I need to say. You can savor it slowly." Liu Aiping said.
So the mother and son had another unpleasant conversation. At noon, Jiang Xiaomei prepared dinner and went upstairs to call them. Liu Aiping went to the restaurant on the first floor with a smile. She saw four dishes on the table, a steak, a steamed sea bass, a scrambled egg with tomatoes, and a stir-fried cucumber. There was also a bowl of hot and sour soup on the side. Jiang Xiaomei had already served the rice. The chopsticks were also placed on the side. Liu Aiping nodded and said, "Not bad! When we all lived in a bungalow, your mother's cooking was the best in our yard. You inherited this skill from her. Auntie has no objection to you and Xiaofei. You must be frugal in the future. How much can an old lady like me eat? Make less next time."
Jiang Xiaomei smiled and said, "Okay! I'll do less next time!" Zhao Xiaofei packed up the documents and came down.
Liu Aiping said to Zhao Xiaofei, "Hurry up and eat! It'll get cold soon! I just sent a WeChat message to your brother. He'll come straight over after get off work tonight."
"I understand!" said Zhao Xiaofei.
After dinner, Liu Aiping found a bedroom to rest, while Jiang Xiaomei and Zhao Xiaofei went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Jiang Xiaomei pouted and said, "No! What does your mother mean? I worked so hard to cook, and I wanted to make more for her to eat. But she still complains that I cook too much and that I'm wasteful and can't manage the household."
"Okay! Stop talking. People of their generation are like this. They are used to being frugal. Just pretend you didn't hear what she said." Zhao Xiaofei said.
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