Blossoms of Rebirth

Song Zhonglei went downstairs and saw Mu Xiangrong running towards Audi.

He panicked, took three steps at a time, followed suit, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Old Song, I just kicked a rock and it hit the car."

"What?"

Song Zhonglei was startled, "Where did it hit?"

Because Mu Xiangrong was squatting, Song Zhonglei looked under the back door of the car and found that there were no scratches on the car.

"Look at how scared you are, I kicked the tire!"

As she spoke, Mu Xiangrong pointed at the Audi's thick tires, which showed no traces at all.

Hearing this, Song Zhonglei was indeed relieved, but he still said: "You are not a child anymore. Why are you kicking rocks? What if you really kick them on the car?"

"If I really kicked him and ran away, who would know that I kicked him?"

"..."

One sentence left Song Zhonglei speechless.

Mu Xiangrong asked again, "Looking at how nervous you are, can I still recognize that this is an Audi? Isn't it cheap? If it really kicks in, I can squat down and take a look. Are you stupid?"

Then she asked: "This car costs three to four hundred thousand?"

Song Zhonglei curled his lips and said: "Look at how thick these tires are. This is an A8. You can't even buy a shell for three to four hundred thousand!"

"Really? Three or four hundred thousand can't buy the shell? So how much does this car cost?"

Mu Xiangrong said somewhat exaggeratedly.

"I don't know the exact amount, but it must be close to one million. This is Audi's most expensive car. I don't know what the configuration is like."

"Ah? Is it so expensive?"

Mu Xiangrong said sarcastically, still a little scared, and then said: "Xiao Jia is driving a Hyundai now, which is not cheap!"

"Still talking about Xiao Jia!"

Song Zhonglei said angrily: "I just stopped you from talking about Xiao Jia anymore, but you just didn't listen!"

"Song Zhonglei, you are so interesting! You just heard it, how can this prosperous Tang Dynasty compare with Xiao Jia? You said that if you don't think about my niece's happiness, you have to think about your son's high school, right?"

Mu Xiangrong pinched her waist and said.

"Do you really think Xiao Jia is better than Xiao Sheng?"

"Are you talking nonsense? How can he, a child from a working-class family in a small place in Yue'an, compare to a family of three who all work in the Municipal Education Bureau?"

"Can you see the car?"

Song Zhonglei suddenly pointed at Audi and said.

"Song Zhonglei, is there something wrong with you?"

Mu Xiangrong was stunned for a moment and cursed: "Do you think of me as a blind person or as a fool?"

Song Zhonglei was not angry either. He looked at her and said, "What if I tell you that this car belongs to Xiao Sheng?"

“This car is—how is that possible?”

Mu Xiangrong immediately shook her head and said with a sarcastic expression: "Old Song, are you stupid? You said this car cost more than one million, and his family couldn't even afford it after selling the house, so it's still his!"

Regarding the knowledge of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, Mu Xiangrong's impression was that Yue'an was a poor boy from a working-class family. How could such a person afford a car worth more than one million yuan?

"This car really belongs to him, because I just saw him driving this car here! Didn't you see so many things were moved up there just now? If he didn't drive, how could he bring so many things here by himself?"

"..."

After Song Zhonglei finished speaking, Mu Xiangrong's mouth formed an "O" shape.

Then he stuttered and said: "How... is this possible? Old Song... have you really seen it clearly? Could it be... that he borrowed this car?"

Mu Xiangrong still couldn't believe it. Song Zhonglei sighed and said, "If this car belonged to our family, would you lend it to others?"

"..."

Mu Xiangrong shook her head. Her family also had a car, but it was just a van. Even so, they treasured the car when they first bought it. If anyone wanted to borrow it, she would find various reasons to refuse.

And this Audi can buy dozens of their cars, and it looks like new. Who would borrow such a good car?

However, she still refused to give up and asked again: "Old Song, but he said it himself just now. His parents are both workers. This car..."

"You, you, are still stubborn!"

Song Zhonglei said solemnly: "How many rich people have you seen shouting that they are rich? Don't they all wish others thought they were paupers?"

"..."

This time, Mu Xiangrong nodded. In her opinion, rich people pretended to be poor because they were afraid of being borrowed money, and they really wronged Shengtang for this. He was telling the truth, and if

He really wanted to pretend to be poor, so why bother driving an Audi?

All I can say is that these two couples have too much fun!

Finally, Song Zhonglei educated her: "So, don't say it's for Xiaoyu's happiness! Don't think about it. Xiaoyu has always been so good since she was a child. If Xiaojia is so good, how can she look down on her? And she

Now that I can like Xiao Sheng, it means that

There must be something special about Xiao Sheng! The more he hides it, the better his family situation is! Didn't you see that from beginning to end, no matter what you say, Xiao Sheng is not angry? If his family background is not good enough, he can be like this

Open-minded?”

Mu Xiangrong sighed. She still agrees with her husband's statement, but her niece's happiness doesn't seem to have to worry about, but what about her son's high school? The Jia family can't hope for it now, right?

When thinking of the Jia family, Mu Xiangrong was confused again. She had just called Jia Limin to report the situation, but the information seemed to be false. She was considering whether to call Jia Limin again to explain the situation.

But I was afraid of being scolded, so I finally thought about it and let it go. Anyway, I wouldn't be able to get a close relationship, so the worst I could do was not answer his calls in the future.

Mu Xiangrong glanced at Audi again, shook her head, and walked upstairs with a somewhat complicated look.

…

When Mu Xiangrong and the others entered the house, they found that other people were chatting with Sheng Tang. The atmosphere was lively and they were not affected by her going out at all. Seeing this scene, Mu Xiangrong felt even more uncomfortable. She felt like she was being ignored and not being ignored.

The feeling of importance.

Even when she came in, except for Shengtang who glanced at her and nodded slightly in greeting, everyone else would only glance at her. This made Mu Xiangrong even more uncomfortable. She felt that she couldn't stay in this living room.

After thinking about it, he went directly to Mu Xiaoyu's bedroom.

At this time, Mu Xiaoyu was in the bedroom.

"Mengmeng, I don't want to go tomorrow..."

"Oh, this Chinese New Year must be at home to visit relatives!"

"But, who decided the date? It has to be tomorrow?"

"..."

Mu Xiaoyu was on the phone. After finishing speaking, he listened carefully to the person on the other side of the phone. When he saw Mu Xiangrong entering the bedroom, he nodded to her, and then said to the person on the phone: "I'll think about it again."

Come on, Mengmeng! I still have something to do here, so I’ll hang up now and I’ll write to you after I think about it!”

"..."

After saying that, Mu Xiaoyu hung up the phone directly.

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