Come to the county!
Fangzheng Town, Yongxing Village!
Feng family!
Father Feng came home with a happy look on his face, carrying the noodles he had just bought. His son called him yesterday and said he would be home today. Father and mother Feng started preparing early in the morning, and it was obvious that they attached great importance to their son.
2012!
Many children in Northeast China are only children!
Feng Zhao is no exception!
His parents doted on him since he was a child. In addition, Feng Zhao was also very popular. In 2005, he was one of the few people who was admitted to university. Although it was not a key university, Yongxing Village was still very famous at that time.
pity....
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Opposite intersection!
A few villagers were chatting away out of boredom. Seeing Lao Feng carrying his things and walking back with a smile on his face, someone couldn't help but ask, "Lao Feng! What are you so happy about? Did you win five million..."
Father Feng: "No! Come back, son!"
Someone said:
"Oh! No wonder! Even a stingy old man like you can buy beef, I just knew it..."
"This guy has been out for another year. Does he have a girlfriend?"
"Old Feng…"
They asked with a smile.
Old Feng also answered with a smile.
Suddenly someone asked, "Old Feng, I really envy you! Your son is a good student, got into university, and even served in the army! He even arranged a job for him when he came back? Unlike my son, who just messes around all day and is now barely a small supervisor on a construction site, making 70,000 to 80,000 yuan a year. I envy you so much."
"By the way! What does your child do in college? What subject does he teach..."
As soon as these words were spoken.
Everyone else was stunned.
Everyone knows that Lao Feng's son works as a security guard at a university. Although he is a security guard with a regular position, he is still a security guard. In 2012, the regular position in Northeast China did not have such a big impact, not to mention it was just a regular position at a university. So what the other party said was completely a slap in the face of Lao Feng, but they looked at the person who was speaking.
Hmm! Zhang Laosan!
There is a person who has always been at odds with Feng's father and was suppressed by Feng's father in every way in the past. Now his son came back wearing a mink coat a few days ago, which made Zhang Laoliu very happy.
What can I say! Ever since his son came back, he has been walking around the village wearing his son's mink coat.
Wherever there are crowds of people...he is there!
It goes without saying that saying these things now is deliberately showing off and slandering Feng Zhao.
Feng's father: -`д´-
He couldn't help but tighten his grip on the vegetables, and seeing Zhang Laosan's smug expression, he wanted to punch him, but in the end, reason prevailed: "Humph!"
He snorted coldly and went home without saying anything.
Zhang Laosan pretended to be puzzled and asked, "No? What happened to Old Feng? Who offended him..."
"Oh right! Do you know what Feng Zhao ended up teaching at university? What are you looking at? I really can't remember. I remember someone said he taught physical education..."
Everyone: .....
Who the hell teaches sports?
Are you really that good?
Finally your son has made it, right?
No one answered him. Although the villagers liked to gossip, most of them were good people by nature. They rarely supported others unless there was any grudge between them, and they looked down on Zhang Laosan's endless showing off.
Zhang Laosan didn't care. In his opinion, these people were just jealous and envious of him.
A few minutes later.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Zhang Laosan felt bored and waved his hand nonchalantly, "I won't talk to you anymore. I have to go home to have dinner with my son. My son brought me Wuliangye from the city. Wuliangye, you know it? It's the kind of wine you always see on TV. Oh, I said that we are of no status and that rural people can't drink that stuff, but my son insisted on me buying it. What do you say? This... This... What should I do... Tsk tsk..."
He forced himself to act cool again before leaving.
Everyone curled their lips and said:
"He's just showing off. His son is making some money out there, and he's almost going crazy."
"Those who know his son earn tens of thousands, while those who don't would think his son earns a million."
"The mink is almost sticking to his body. He can't even zip it up, but he's still trying to wear it."
Although they complained, envy was evident in their eyes. In 2012, earning tens of thousands of yuan was a huge sum of money for rural residents. Many farmers worked hard for a year and could only earn 20,000 or 30,000 yuan. How many years' worth of money did they earn? To say they weren't envious would be a lie.
The mink is small! But no matter how small it is, it is still a mink!
It is hard currency in rural Northeast China, and wearing it when walking outside will definitely make you look respectable.
The most important thing is that Feng Laosan's son used to be a gangster and was a low-class person in the countryside.
Who could look down on him? He was a thief, chasing lunatics and beating fools! In the eyes of these people, this kid was useless, but why did he keep getting away with it?
Who can accept this!
"Hi..."
Someone sighed and said, "Who can you talk to in this world? I've always thought the eldest son of the Feng family was a good person since he was young. He was sensible, smart, good at studying, and tall. He was admitted to university, but... look..."
Someone else echoed, "Not great! I thought his son would be the most promising person in our village in recent years, but he ended up being a security guard."
Someone responded, "My son didn't even go to college, but he works as a security guard in a factory. I heard he makes over 3,000 yuan a month, and he's been working for five or six years longer than Mr. Feng..."
Apparently, they looked down on Feng Zhao, a proud young man from the countryside who was a security guard.
Feng family!
Mother Feng looked at Father Feng with a gloomy face and said, "What's wrong? Why do you look like this after going out..."
Father Feng: "Isn't it Zhang Laosan who is wearing a tattered mink coat that looks like a small earthenware jar? He doesn't even remember this meal and is showing off. He walks around the village eight times a day. Sooner or later, he will catch a cold and get sick. He won't show off anymore."
Feng's mother: "Why do you care about him? Don't care about him!"
Father Feng: "Don't think he's showing off now, he'll have to bow down to me sooner or later."
Feng's mother: "Yes! Yes!"
Father Feng: "He thinks my son is a security guard at a university in the city. That's a regular job! How can it be the same as a normal security guard? It's the same as a public security officer. Maybe he can wear a public security uniform in the future? I remember that they can all be transferred horizontally..."
Feng's mother: "So he doesn't understand anything..."
Although the two men said it with ease, they felt uncomfortable and angry inside. It was difficult for anyone to accept that their son, a child of destiny, was working as a security guard.
Feng's mother: "Alright, hurry up and cook! My son will be back soon! Oh, and don't tell him what to do when he comes back. Let him do whatever he wants."
Father Feng: "I know!"
Soon the old couple started busying themselves in the kitchen.
Half an hour later.
When the old couple was done with their work, they would go out to wait for their son and chat with their neighbors.
We were chatting.
Zhang Laosan returned from dinner with his son, and it was clear that he hadn't had enough of showing off...
Seeing this, everyone was speechless.
no?
Zhang Laosan is really showing off!
Just as Feng's father and mother were about to turn back to the courtyard, a car horn suddenly sounded at the intersection ahead:
Didi....