Sister Chen Ke looked tired, holding a few plastic bags in her hands, probably just returned from shopping.
They didn't stop for a moment, and went directly to their respective rooms, and there was no movement for a long time.
Ding Zhanpeng covered the room, locked the windows, and prepared to eat the golden leaves.
Before that, I specifically told Xiao Ding Ding not to allow anyone to enter the door without permission.
Xiao Ding Ding usually messed around, and he was unambiguous about important matters. He didn't need Ding Zhanpeng to explain, he had already arranged a formation in the room, and he absolutely did not allow outsiders or animals to affect Ding Zhanpeng's practice.
Everything is ready, Ding Zhanpeng eats the golden leaves.
The golden leaf melts immediately at the entrance, and a difficult taste stimulates the tongue.
Suddenly, there was a whirlwind.
Ding Zhanpeng's eyes blurred, and he appeared in a strange place.
Because he knew that he had entered an illusion, he was not nervous at all and looked at the surrounding environment calmly.
Seeing this, his face became strange.
Although some of the furniture and the TV had changed, and the size of the living room was much larger, he could tell at a glance that this was his home, an extremely familiar home.
At this time, the door opened, and two friendly and familiar faces appeared in sight.
Ding Zhanpeng's heart trembled, and he said in a trembling voice: "Dad...Mom..."
"Xiaopeng, it's only seven o'clock, why don't you sleep a little longer?"
Ding Zhanpeng's father smiled.
He was of medium build, 1.75 meters tall, with white hairs covering his little black hair. At first glance, he looked like an old man in his fifties or sixties, with a pair of dull eyes full of kindness.
Ding Pengzhan's mother wore a dirty apron, her face was covered with wrinkles, her arms were black and thin, and her fingers were all wrinkled, which was caused by working on the farm all day.
"Xiaopeng, don't sleep when you wake up, come, have breakfast."
Ding Zhanpeng's mother brought out several bowls of steaming hot vermicelli, and then called Ding Zhanpeng to brush his teeth and wash his face quickly.
Ding Zhanpeng regained his composure and went into the bathroom, startled.
Gold faucets, three-meter-high mirrors, bathtubs and toilets made of jade...
When did you have this thing at home
Picking up the toothbrush and being shocked again, the handle of the toothbrush is studded with diamonds...
Ding Zhanpeng rolled his eyes, the illusion created by the illusion was too outrageous.
After washing, I went out to the living room, and my parents talked while having breakfast.
Ding Zhanpeng remained calm, sat down, took a bite of vermicelli, and shook his arm unconsciously. The taste was exactly the same as that cooked by his mother.
My father and mother were chatting happily, and suddenly smiled and said: "Xiaopeng, don't blame my father for being talkative. Look, you are now the boss of the largest listed company in Nandu City, and you have more than eleven dollars in your bank card." You don’t have to worry about money and life. Your mother and I are very happy with your achievements. However, you are twenty-five years old and don’t even have a girlfriend. It’s a bit unreasonable. Your mother and I I don't have any expectations, I just want you to get married and have a grandson for us to hug. By the way, haven't you been getting along with that girl Xueqing recently? She is the boss of Huacheng Enterprise, she is not bad in appearance, and she is a good person And well-behaved, definitely worthy of you."
Ding Zhanpeng's eyes widened, and he fell instantly.
This illusion is too sharp, all kinds of chaos entered, and Hua Xueqing was also involved.
Forcibly suppressing the complaints in his heart, Ding Zhanpeng said haha: "Dad, I will handle this matter myself. Don't worry, you will definitely have grandchildren within two years."
"Don't give me sloppy eyes."
Dad paused and said displeasedly: "Two years ago, you also made the same promise to us. As a result, today, two years later, you didn't even find a girlfriend. Anyway, I don't care, this year you must marry."
"This... who am I going to marry?"
Ding Zhanpeng can't laugh or cry, his father's character has not changed at all, machismo, always forcing himself to do things.
My mother glared at my father, "Look at you, you lose your temper every now and then, and when you're old, hold back your temper."
After finishing speaking, he persuaded Ding Zhanpeng again, saying: "Xiaopeng, mother has no requirements for you. But, you have grown up, it's time to get married. Look at the little tiger and the calf who played with you when you were young, the children of the two children They are all four years old. How about this, I think Xueqing girl is really good, and you are also right. How about... "
"Uh...Mom, I will handle this matter myself."
Ding Zhanpeng said helplessly.
"Honey, I just said that Xiaopeng doesn't care. This time, I have to be a villain."
Dad snorted, ready to preach.
At this time, someone rang the doorbell, and my mother went to open the door.
Hua Xueqing, who was wearing a light blue dress, stood at the outer door with a bright smile on her face, carrying several generations of things in her hands, and said sweetly: "Auntie, I'm here to disturb you."
"Oh, you're so polite, kid, come in quickly, it's windy outside."
The mother almost laughed crookedly, and hurriedly called Hua Xueqing into the house.
Hua Xueqing entered the room, greeted Ding Zhanpeng's father immediately, and put the gift on the table, "Uncle, here are bird's nest and abalone, and a few bottles of Moutai."
"Xueqing, you're too polite, just come and sit, you don't need to bring so many gifts."
Ding Zhanpeng's father asked Hua Xueqing to sit down, smiled, then glared at Ding Zhanpeng, and said, "What are you doing sitting there, why don't you hurry up and bring a glass of water to Xueqing."
"Ah! No need, I'm not thirsty."
Hua Xueqing blushed and said politely.
Ding Zhanpeng's face became more and more strange. Is this the ice tiger he knew
It must be another illusion.
Ding Zhanpeng brought a glass of water to Hua Xueqing, and said with a smile, "President Hua, don't you have to work today?"
Hua Xueqing was taken aback, and looked at Ding Zhanpeng with strange eyes, "Today is Saturday, the company is closed. Besides, we agreed last night that we will come to visit your house today. Have you forgotten?"
"Damn it! It's not that I forgot, it's that I didn't know it at all."
Ding Zhanpeng secretly scolded Mirage for cheating, and pretended to suddenly realize: "Yes, it's done. I've been busy with the company's business these days, and I'm a little tired, so I almost forgot."
"Well, work is important, but the body is also important, pay attention to rest."
Hua Xueqing didn't doubt it, and said with concern.
She suddenly remembered something, took out two tin cans from the gift bag, handed them to Ding Zhanpeng, and said softly: "This is specially bought for you, to nourish your body. You often stay up late, and your face looks haggard."
"I'll pay attention. It's hard work to make money these years, and it's only rewarding if you work harder."
Ding Zhanpeng took the jar and replied.
"No, that's what I should do."
After Hua Xueqing finished speaking, seeing that Ding Zhanpeng's cup was empty of water, she personally poured a glass of water for him.
Ding Zhanpeng suddenly had a strange idea, if the real Hua Xueqing was so gentle and considerate, it would be great.
Ding Zhanpeng's father laughed: "Xueqing is right, money is endless. People can't just focus on making money and ignore other things. By the way, Xueqing, what do you think of my family's Zhanpeng?"
"Ah... this..."
Hua Xueqing pinched the corner of her skirt and said shyly, "Zhanpeng... very good..."
Ding Zhanpeng's father was overjoyed and wanted to continue asking, but was interrupted by Ding Zhanpeng: "Dad, let's talk about something else."
"Stinky boy!" Dad stared, wanting to explode, but due to the presence of Hua Xueqing, he finally let it go.
After that, Ding Zhanpeng kept looking for topics, and everyone had a pleasant morning.
After the meal, Hua Xueqing had important things to do, so she said goodbye and left.
Ding Zhanpeng breathed a sigh of relief.
Although I am in an illusion, I always have a different emotion when facing my former boss, not to mention that the two are in a semi-couple relationship.
Hua Xueqing left, Ding Zhanpeng's father immediately changed his face, and said angrily: "Bastard, dad is not happy to help you pay for it. I changed the topic all morning, do you want to piss dad off?"
When Ding Zhanpeng heard this, his stubborn temper came up, and he said dissatisfied: "Dad, I have made it very clear that I will handle my own affairs by myself, so you don't need to worry about it. Why do you always like to interfere in my life?"
"I'm not interfering, I'm helping! Look at yourself, many bosses are still playing around, when will they get married?"
Dad patted the table and said angrily: "I don't care, you can do whatever you like. Hmph, it depends on when you get married."
After finishing speaking, he grabbed his coat and went out the door without looking back.
My mother couldn't help but said: "It's not that Mom likes to scold you, your father has a bad temper, but everything is for your own good."
Ding Zhanpeng sighed secretly, of course he knew that his father was doing it for his own good, but he couldn't accept it.
Speaking of which, how long has it been since I quarreled with my parents
One year, two years, or five years
In my memory, my parents are honest and kind farmers. The only hope is that I will succeed in my studies, find a good job in the future, find a good girl to marry, and live this life in peace.
I didn't understand it when I was a child, and often played against my father.
Later, when I grew up, I understood the painstaking efforts of my parents and worked hard to study.
For my own tuition, my parents worked hard day and night, and I didn't go to the doctor when I got sick several times.
Knowing the situation of my parents, I paid more attention to my studies, and finally made it through.
With the deepening of memory, Ding Zhanpeng gradually immersed himself in his own world.
Fragments of childhood have been floating in front of my eyes, elementary school, middle school, high school...
Suddenly, the time freezes on a certain day in the second year of high school.
I and my parents have been arguing endlessly over the issue of volunteering.
It was that day that I, who had not quarreled with my parents for many years, lost my temper.
It was that day that Dad was so angry that he went out alone.
It was that day, Dad...
Wait, why is today's situation so similar to that day.
"Mom, what's the date today?"
Ding Zhanpeng suppressed the panic in his heart and asked in a trembling voice.
"You child, today is 2007, September 10th, you are so tired from work that you have forgotten the time."
My mother smiled kindly, "Okay, don't just sit around. Go back to your room to rest when you're tired. You often work until the early hours of the morning, so you need a good rest..."
Halfway through the speech, Ding Zhanpeng has already rushed out of the door like an arrow.
The mother shook her head and chuckled lightly: "This kid is so frizzy, when will he really grow up?"
On the way, Ding Zhanpeng ran with all his strength and pulled out a series of phantoms.
He shouted in his heart, furious in his heart: "Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up!"
At this time, his mind was drifting away, as if he had returned to that year.
Closer, closer, closer!
Ding Zhanpeng's eyes froze.
There was a crossroad ahead, and Dad was wearing a coat, restless, walking with his head down.
Suddenly, a large truck came ahead.
The big truck was driving very fast, and the driver didn't seem to see a person on the road, and didn't have any intention of braking.