Chapter 43 Being a Mother is Strong
Chapter 43 Being a Mother is Strong
Yang Xiaofan drove the car to the gate and saw his younger sister from a distance. She was squatting at the door holding a cell phone and looking over here.
When she saw Ferrari, she couldn't help but reveal a hint of envy in her little eyes.
The shape of this sports car is extremely attractive to women of any age, and it is hard for anyone to resist it.
However, she did not have any extravagant expectations, as the car belonged to Yang Xiaofan.
Because she knew that this kind of car must be very expensive.
Although she didn't recognize the car logo, she knew that beautiful things were not cheap.
The village beauty next door asked for a dowry of 300,000 yuan when she got married. Wasn’t it because she was beautiful?
However, when Yang Xiaofan parked the car at the door, turned off the engine and got out of the car, Yang Xiaoqing was instantly stunned.
"Brother! Why is it you?"
Yang Xiaofan was speechless:
"Didn't I tell you that I'll be home in two hours? Am I weird?"
"But. But but is this the car you bought?"
Yang Xiaofan nodded, with a slight smile on his face.
"How's it going? Do you like it?"
Yang Xiaoqing did not show any joyful expression, but her face gradually became solemn.
"Brother, you're not going to rob a bank, are you?"
Yang Xiaofan rolled his eyes.
"I'm tired of living? I bought this with my own money."
"Hiss! This car doesn't look cheap. Can your brain earn so much money?"
".."
Yang Xiaofan almost vomited blood.
If she wasn't his biological sister, he would have slapped her in the face.
What's the point of his brain that he can make so much money?
Does he look stupid?
"This car is so beautiful, how much is it?"
Yang Xiaoqing couldn't help but walk up and touch the streamlined body of the Ferrari.
Yang Xiaofan smiled wickedly.
"you guess."
Yang Xiaoqing frowned slightly and said:
"Second Aunt's family just bought a Buick Excelle, which cost them 100,000 yuan. Your car is much prettier than theirs, so it should be worth at least this much, right?"
Yang Xiaoqing stretched out two fingers.
"Two hundred thousand, right?"
Yang Xiaofan shook his head.
"No, guess higher, make a bold guess."
Yang Xiaoqing was startled, hesitated for a moment, and spoke again:
"Could it be that it will cost four hundred thousand?"
"Be bolder and guess seven figures."
"Hi~!"
Yang Xiaoqing's pupils shrank and she felt all the hairs on her body stand up.
“This car costs one million?”
Yang Xiaofan shook his head.
"And multiply that by six."
"Six million!"
Yang Xiaoqing felt her legs go limp out of fear, and she quickly took her hands off the car body, as if she was afraid of scratching the paint.
"Brother, you're not really going to rob a bank, are you? With your brain, how could you possibly earn six million!"
This time, Yang Xiaofan really couldn't help himself and slapped Yang Xiaoqing on the head.
"Are you trying to piss me off on purpose? Who said I can't make that much money?"
Yang Xiaoqing covered her head and said aggrievedly:
"But that's six million! My parents never earned a million in their entire lives."
Yang Xiaofan pinched her cheek and chuckled.
"What's six million? Your brother can ask for as much money as he wants in the future."
"Really?"
Yang Xiaoqing couldn't help but her eyes began to light up.
Yang Xiaofan nodded.
"of course it's true."
"That's great, bro, I love you so much!"
Yang Xiaoqing threw herself on Yang Xiaofan and hung on him like a koala.
Yang Xiaofan rubbed her little head.
"Okay, stop messing around, get in the car, I'll take you to find Mom and Xiaoyun."
"it is good!"
The brother and sister got in the car. Yang Xiaofan did a beautiful drift and turned on the spot. Then he took Yang Xiaoqing and drove quickly towards the street.
Coincidentally, it was market day today and the street was very congested, so Yang Xiaofan parked his car inside the village committee on the street.
There are surveillance cameras here, so he feels more at ease stopping here.
If he parked outside and those curious kids drew on him, he would be in trouble.
Yang Xiaoqing, who was riding in a car for the first time, was obviously very excited. She held Yang Xiaofan's hand and acted coquettishly.
"Brother! This is so fun! A six million car is just different. It's much better than Second Aunt's car."
"Have you ever ridden in Second Aunt's car?"
"No, Second Aunt never lets us sit on it, and she also forbids us to touch it, saying that if the paint gets damaged, we can't afford the compensation. Last time when we went to a relative's house for a wedding, it was raining on the way back, and she didn't let us sit on it. Sister Xiaoyun, my mother, and I all rode the tricycle back in the rain."
Hearing this, a sharp light flashed in Yang Xiaofan's eyes.
From childhood to adulthood, he has suffered too much humiliation.
Now, he has left his hometown to go to college, while his parents and sister are still in an environment where they are looked down upon by others.
This is the sorrow of the poor!
But this time, after returning home, he must make sure that his parents and sisters can hold their heads high and never be looked down upon or despised by anyone again!
The two squeezed through the congested street and soon arrived at the station where they could buy seeds and fertilizers.
Many villagers from the surrounding area had already gathered at the site, all of them coming to buy seeds.
Yang Xiaofan immediately saw his mother and Xiaoyun struggling to lift a bag of fertilizer and move it onto the tricycle.
My mother is already in her forties or fifties, and there are already quite a few grey hairs on her temples.
Xiaoyun is still young, only seventeen years old.
The mother and daughter were struggling to carry a bag of fertilizer. Their faces turned red from exhaustion and their hair was wet with sweat.
Seeing this scene, Yang Xiaofan's eyes turned red. He ran up quickly, grabbed the fertilizer, and threw it into the tricycle.
"Mom, Xiaoyun."
"Xiaofan, you are back."
Seeing Yang Xiaofan coming back, the mother and daughter immediately smiled, and all their tiredness was gone.
Xiaoyun also had a red face and called out "Brother".
Yang Xiaofan rubbed Xiaoyun's little head and frowned at his mother:
"Mom, didn't I tell you not to farm anymore? Why are you here to buy wheat seeds and fertilizers for the fall?"
The mother smiled innocently.
"One season of wheat can be sold for more than 10,000 yuan. Wouldn't it be a shame not to grow it? You're already that old, I'll buy you a house someday."
Yang Xiaofan was helpless.
"Mom, let me make it clear to you. You don't have to farm anymore! My son can earn money, and our family will never be short of money. A house is even easier to afford."
"Okay, okay, you can make money, okay."
Yang's mother smiled happily. She was naturally happy from the bottom of her heart that her son was successful.
However, her tone clearly showed that she did not believe her son's words.
Xiaoqing came up and added:
"Mom, what my brother said is true. He is really good at making money. He is very rich now! Even if you farm for a hundred years, no, two hundred years, you still can't make as much money as my brother."
(End of this chapter)