"Only a psycho would smoke this kind of cigarette, it's so expensive." Father Yang carefully took another puff of the 20,000 yuan cigarette with a little more force.
Clear as soup, light as water, pure as wine...
"Dad, just scold yourself, why do you have to involve me as well?" Yang Fan was calm, puffing away smoke, not caring at all how much each puff was worth.
After taking a puff, Dad Yang was reluctant to exhale the smoke.
It would be a waste to spit it out, so he wanted to swallow it.
This kind of cigarette must be hidden well and cannot be brought to relatives or friends' homes when drinking.
You can’t take it out even when relatives and friends come over to eat and drink.
Usually... one cigarette a day
No, two days.
Two days is a bit of a luxury, how about three days
Dad Yang was thinking about it and felt a little conflicted.
"Dad, my girlfriend asked me to bring back two packs of this kind of cigarettes. I'm leaving them to you. You can smoke one or two occasionally, and don't smoke those cheap cigarettes." Yang Fan smoked very quickly and put out the cigarette when there was still a little bit left.
There was no ashtray nearby, so he threw it directly into the aluminum trash shovel.
Father Yang felt a pang of pain and complained, "There are still so many left, why did you cut them off? Is it 20,000 yuan per piece? It's so expensive, I don't even dare to brag about it, it's boring."
"That's nothing. The cigarettes her mother prepared for me are more expensive, including Cuban cigars, and the price is in US dollars." Yang Fan carried the suitcase upstairs and returned to his room.
Father Yang was worried. He thought his son was doing too well. It seemed unreal and unsettling.
Upstairs, Yang Fan's room had already been cleaned by his parents. They also rinsed the cool mat that had been there for the whole winter and exposed it to the sun for a day.
The windows used to be old-style sliding windows. After more than 20 years, the wooden window frames had decayed and the iron railings were rusted. When strong winds came, the loose glass would rattle.
Now, the windows have been replaced with sliding ones and the iron railings are gone.
This was what Yang Fan asked his father to change when he left home after the New Year.
After all, the window was no longer worthy of his worth.
The house was not demolished and rebuilt, not because it was not worthy of Yang Fan, but because Yang Fan did not have the money.
But it doesn’t matter, the money will keep coming.
The Liu sisters can all help him make money, but Thirteen can help him have children.
Although he has not yet reunited with Shisan, Yang Fan can feel from their daily interactions that Shisan still wants to have a child.
It’s definitely not because she thinks her trumpet skills are useless. Guoguo is very good.
It's always better to have more small sizes.
In the room, as soon as Yang Fan put down his luggage, he received a call from Aunt Thirteen.
As soon as he drove back to the door of the house and applied floral water to Guoguo, Yang Fan sent a message to Aunt Thirteen, saying that he had arrived home safely.
At first he wanted to send it to Aunt Thirteen alone, but then he thought about his girlfriend.
Girlfriend must also send it.
Liu Qianqian
Okay, I have to post it.
So, he simply sent it to the Guoguo group instead of sending it to anyone individually.
I believe Aunt Thirteen and the others can understand.
Thirteen: He sent it to me and he also had to send it to Qianqian. After all, Xiaofan is a very caring boyfriend. Posting it in the group shows a man’s ability to coordinate and manage his time.
Liu Yueyue: Send it to me, and also to Thirteenth Aunt. After all, she is bringing Thirteenth Aunt’s daughter back with her. Sending it to the group saves time and effort. What a great boyfriend.
Liu Qianqian: Send it to me, and of course to my sister, after all, my sister is his girlfriend. He also has to send it to Aunt Thirteen, Guoguo is going back with him. Kill two birds with one gun, three flowers on one vine, a smart man.
"Xiaofan, are you done packing?" Aunt Thirteen didn't make a video call, but only a voice call, because she was worried that Mr. and Mrs. Yang were nearby and would see her.
"Not yet. I haven't said a few words to my parents yet. Go to bed early and don't wait for me and Guoguo." Yang Fan held his phone in one hand and packed his luggage with the other.
"Where are you now, in your room or in the living room chatting with your parents?" asked Aunt Thirteen.
"In the room, my mother is giving Guoguo a bath in the side room downstairs. I will go downstairs after I put my things away. I will chat with my parents for a few minutes and then take a bath and come back to sleep." Yang Fan said.
"I also want to video chat with you... and Guoguo." Aunt Thirteen said faintly.
"Do you miss Guoguo? Haha, are you reluctant to leave her?" Yang Fan said happily.
"I missed you!" Aunt Thirteen had already lain down, waiting for the news that Yang Fan and his daughter had returned home safely.
"What's there to think about my head?" Yang Fan continued packing his suitcase.
"I miss your big bald head." Aunt Thirteen said.
"No, I'm still young and don't want to be bald. Although there is a saying that I become stronger as I become bald, look at my head, isn't it very clear? The clearer it is, the more terrifying its fighting power is, but I don't understand what this sentence means at all. It has no nutritional value at all." Yang Fan said.
"Don't say anymore." Aunt Thirteen's breathing was a little rapid. This little man could always arouse the passion of the opposite sex with his every move.
Alas, when I was in school, in the physiological education class, the first time I saw the structural diagram of male organs, I thought it was very ugly.
Later, through small private channels, I saw pictures and the real objects in the video, and I felt even more disgusted.
Now, why are you so interested in Xiaofan
I'll wait for him to come back and give him a pinch this time.
No, I need to take a look.
I don’t know if I can hold on. It will be a dangerous period when he comes back.
Don’t worry, just give birth to one child before you are 30, and you must endure the dangerous period.
"Enough of that, enough of that. I'll pack up first... Hey, Guoguo has finished her shower and is calling me downstairs. I'll hang up first." Yang Fan hung up the phone with Aunt Thirteen, put down the half-packed suitcase, and went downstairs.
Downstairs, in the hall.
Guoguo has become familiar with Yang's mother and revealed many of Yang Fan's secrets: "Dad lives with me and mom. He tells me and mom bedtime stories at night. But he doesn't like to sleep with me. He only sleeps with me occasionally... Mom? Of course mom also sleeps with me and dad..."
Yang Fan heard this as soon as he came downstairs, and his mind was filled with black lines.
Yang's father's face is darker than Yang Fan's.
The child’s mother is the child’s mother, and the girlfriend is the girlfriend. Yang’s father just barely accepted this.
Now here comes another one, the child’s mother of course sleeps with the father…
How to accept this
Yang Fan had a headache. The child was too naive. How could he possibly be a match for Yang's father and mother
If they wanted to take advantage of Guo Guo, it would be very easy.
"You can't tell anyone about the fact that mom and dad sleep together." Yang Fan taught the little girl.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked on the butt by Yang's father.
"Why can't you say it? You dare to do it but not take responsibility for it?" Father Yang was very angry.
Guoguo was stunned for a moment, then quickly ran to his father, hugged his legs, and shouted to his grandfather: "Grandpa, why did you hit my dad? I feel bad, my mom and I can't bear to hit my dad."