Chapter 382: The Huang Family Nightcap
Chapter 382: The Huang Family Nightcap
'Sister, take me to the county to play tomorrow,' Huang Qinping said, staring at her sister, after they had finally sent away the last neighbour who had come to ask questions.
'Don't eat it, I'll reheat it,' said Huang Jingping's mother, after tasting a bite of tofu that was completely cold.
Huang Jingping did not take a special car, but drove herself home in a fancy car, which immediately caused a small sensation. In those days, cars were still a rare sight in their small town. Apart from vans, there were only a few Harleys without a rear end in town. A man who had been in the iron sand business for many years bought a Jetta, which was considered the best.
So, since Huang Jingping drove home, there has been a constant stream of people in and out of the house. Just now, during the time they were eating dinner, four groups of people came and went, and with all the commotion, the food got cold.
'What are you going to the county for?' Huang Chengzhong handed his wife the cold wine and said, "Help warm it up again.'
'Nothing much, just going to have a look. I've grown up here, and I've just been going in circles in this tiny place," Huang Huang Qinping said, biting the end of her chopsticks.
'What kind of language is that?' Her mother gave her a tap on the back. "You're a big girl now, and you still speak so impolitely?'
'Yes, I'm sorry, Mother. I'll be more careful in the future," Huang Qinping said, winking at her sister and looking serious.
'You,' her mother said, pointing at her and unable to laugh or cry. 'Look at you, whether it's your language or the way you sit, do you even look like a girl? You're just a wild boy. Learn from your sister.'
'Do I need to learn? When I reach my sister's age, I will definitely be just like her. Don't you worry, Mum.'
Once the piping hot meal was served again, the family could finally eat in peace. Huang Qinping's mind was still not on the meal, and she kept pestering Huang Jingping, 'Take me to the county town tomorrow, okay, sister!'
'Okay, I'll take you, but we have to get up early, otherwise we won't be able to walk when the street stalls are set up,' Huang Jingping said with a smile. This was the first time her younger sister had been the best and most obedient.
'Is this car the same as the one his father drives?' Huang Chengzhong asked. He had seen Feng Zhenchang's car.
'Yes, they are the same. I heard they bought four of them that time,'
'All from their company?'
'Yes, all from their company. This time they bought ten commercial vehicles, also of this brand,'
'He bought so many, why didn't he buy you one?' Huang Qinping muttered.
'What are you talking about? Your sister usually has a car to drive,' her mother scolded her again.
Huang Qinping felt a bit aggrieved. As soon as her sister returned, her parents focused all their attention on her. 'Having a car to drive is not her car,'
'Didn't she say she'd buy you one?' her mother asked, taking her youngest daughter's side.
'Oh, why are you worrying about that?' Huang Chengzhong interrupted impatiently. 'Jingping just got her driver's license, so she must have a plan,'
'Yes, he knows I like convertibles, so he took me to order one, but it won't be delivered until after the first month of the lunar year.' Huang Jingping pretended to accidentally step on her sister's foot. This little brat is getting more and more mischievous.
Her parents exchanged glances. 'Just as I thought,'
'How much does it cost?' Huang Qinping knew her sister well. She was like two different people before and after getting angry. Now she was a little angry, so she didn't dare to act rashly. She rubbed her foot while smiling cheekily, making sure her parents noticed.
'A few hundred thousand,' Huang Jingping glared at her.
'Sister, maybe you're not good at maths. A few hundred thousand can be a few hundred thousand, a few hundred thousand can be a few hundred thousand, it's all a few hundred thousand, there's a big difference.'
'Over 700,000,' Huang Jingping said softly, giving her sister a look that said she would show her tonight.
'Seventy...,' Huang Chengzhong saw these little gestures of the two children, but what his younger daughter asked, they really wanted to know too. At this time, when they heard Huang Jingping say it so lightly, he followed suit and repeated it, and he froze, even dropping his chopsticks on the table.
'More than 700,000?' Her mother's hand holding the soup spoon froze, and she asked again, uncertain, her voice a little shaky.
'Yes, that's the price of the car without any extras,'
'You, you kids,' her mother didn't know what to say, more than 700,000 yuan, "even if you have money, you can't spend it like this,'
Huang Qinping was also stunned. In contrast to her sister, she was good at science and quickly worked out that, with her father's salary and her mother's small shop, the family could now earn an average of more than 2,000 yuan a month. At this level, her sister's car alone would be equivalent to nearly 30 years of the family's income.
'Do his parents know about this?" Huang Chengzhong was worried about this.
'No idea. He spends his own money, and his parents never cared.' Huang Jingping chewed her food slowly.
Huang Chengzhong let out a sigh of relief. "That's good. But your mother is right. No matter how much money you have, you can't be so extravagant. I think Yiping's parents are both thrifty by nature. Don't give them a bad impression.'
'I know. He only told me after he had already paid the deposit," Huang Jingping said.
'I really didn't misjudge him at the beginning,' Huang Chengzhong boasted, and as a man, he also admired what Feng Yiping had done.
'By the way, Feng Yiping, your boyfriend, how much money does he actually have?'
'What's the point of asking so many questions? Eat your food,' said Huang Jingping, raising her hand. Huang Qinping hurriedly hid towards her mother's side, and as soon as Huang Jingping looked, her parents were also looking at her curiously.
'I really don't know. I don't think he knows either. If you add up all the companies and other things in various places, as well as the inventory, I guess it won't be clear until the financial statements of each company come out at the end of the year.' Huang Jingping said, feeling a little proud in her heart. I really do know, and it seems that even his parents don't know his family fortune.
'Yes, what's the point of asking so many questions? Whether he's rich or poor, as long as he treats your sister well, that's all that matters. Eat up, it'll get cold.' Her mother picked a piece of fish and put it in her younger daughter's bowl. "Learn from your sister, and find someone who will be devoted to you like that in the future.'
Her mother's careless remark made Huang Jingping feel a little unhappy, but she quickly pulled herself together. "I also took a lot of photos of the family. Let's look at them together later,'
The dining table was covered with a layer of newspaper, with all the photos that Huang Jingping had brought back. Some were taken when they went on holiday together during the summer, some were taken with Wang Jinju in the capital, and many were taken in the Tsinghua campus. The photos of the family were taken by herself, indoors and outdoors, including the arrangements in the backyard and on the balcony. She had carefully photographed them all.
The house itself is not really that unusual, but it is different when placed in a villa area. In particular, the interior decoration and furnishings amazed the family. Huang Chengzhong liked the mahogany furniture, her mother couldn't take her eyes off the kitchen, and Huang Qinping especially liked the courtyard along the river and the spacious balcony on the second floor.
She was picking through the photos, 'Sister, why are there so few photos of you and your husband?' In the blink of an eye, she had changed the way she addressed Feng Yiping. In this stack of photos, she had only found a total of five photos of the two of them together.
'He doesn't like to pose for photos.'
'Exactly, what kind of man is he that he doesn't like to pose for photos?' Huang Chengzhong said that this young man he had liked from the very beginning had not disappointed him.
'Mum and Dad, look,' Huang Qinping said, holding up a photo as if she had discovered a new continent.
Huang Jingping looked over and saw that it was a photo of Feng Yiping kneeling on the ground and massaging her feet on the day of the registration. Jin Ling had taken the photo, and the little girl was interested in such things.
Huang Chengzhong looked at it and smiled. Nowadays young people, if it were him, would never do such things in public. A man should act like a man.
When her mother saw this photo, she was completely relieved. Her eldest daughter is a blessed girl.
'Sister, next summer vacation, can I go and visit you too? Is that okay?' Huang Qinping is now being nice again.
'Yes, as long as you get first in your year group, I'll take you wherever you want to go,'
Huang Qinping pouts when she hears this. 'Sister, not everyone is as smart as your husband, okay? You're just being unreasonable,'
'By the way, Yiping's grandparents are both away, and there's only one grandfather left. Since you've already met him, why don't you go and see him in the next couple of days?' her mother asked.
'Well, is that a good idea?' Huang Jingping hesitated. She was still a little afraid of going to meet his family and relatives without Feng Yiping, and she had only met Feng Yiping's grandfather. She had not met any of his older or younger uncles or aunts, and the thought of it made her feel a little scared.
'It's time to go and see them, but let's wait until Yiping comes back and take her,' Huang Chengzhong said, adding that they should also go to Feng Yiping's house to have a look.
As for the meeting between the two sets of parents, they didn't mention it. Feng Yiping was still studying, and it wasn't a good idea for their side to bring it up either, so as not to give the impression that they were pushing things along. They would let the two young people get to know each other first.
THIS CHAPTER UPLOAD FIRST AT NOVELBIN.COM