My 1979

He threw all the unwillingness and anger accumulated in his heart towards Li He!

Why would a nouveau riche from the mainland step on his head!

Besides, how can a mainlander be so rich?

He is handsome and handsome, has good academic performance, and goes to a famous university, so he is naturally the proud son of the emperor. In addition, he is gentle and elegant, so he has never lacked the favor of girls! There is even no shortage of rich ladies confessing their love to him!

What right does a girl from the countryside have to look down on him?

"How inferior do you have to be to say something like this?" Li He stopped and turned around and sneered, "Only people with low self-esteem will put extra emphasis on self-esteem."

Some people use accusations and complaints about others' disrespect to highlight their dignity; others are covered in thorns and are always ready to fight back against hostility to maintain their dignity.

Self-esteem can manifest itself in countless forms, including defensiveness, self-pity, arrogance, and more.

Ultimately, it is a testament to the fragility of the human heart.

Cheap self-esteem and crude arrogance, no matter the younger generation attaches great importance to these things.

"Li Bing and I were fine yesterday, but today she is lukewarm towards me! Do you dare to say that you didn't force her to break off the relationship with me?" Liu Baiwei was still furious!

The two of them were talking and laughing yesterday, looking like a young couple! Nothing like this!

"Liu Baiwei, you really went too far!" The fourth child stood by his brother without any reason.

Li He felt greatly relieved.

"The reason why you object to my relationship with Li Bing is not because you have no money or power! Do you think that because you have two rich men, you think that I am not good enough for Li Bing! Do you think money is everything!" Liu Baiwei looked at Li Bing and said He spoke out, thinking that Li He had a guilty conscience, so he spoke more confidently, "Do you think that money can buy love? Do you think that money can buy family ties? Do you think that money can buy friendship? Do you think having money can buy you dreams, courage, hope for a dignified status and a future? Do you think having money can buy you everything you want by trampling on the law! Do you think having money can buy everything!"

Li He thought about it for a while, then nodded seriously, "Yes, will it hurt if you realize it now?"

If he had no money, at least his biological father would not be so comfortable and honest now.

"You!" Liu Baiwei didn't expect Li He to be so thick-skinned, "Money is not everything!"

"Hey, I thought you were going to say something earth-shattering." Li He lit a cigarette and said with a slow smile, "To tell you the truth, when my sister makes friends, I don't care whether he has money or not. Anyway, it doesn't matter to me. You have money. So you said that I look down on you because you have no money, which is wrong. Do you understand what I mean?"

This self-confidence is actually very similar to that of Li Zhaokun, because Li Zhaokun never cares about how poor the other person is when making friends, since they are not as poor as him anyway.

"You have no culture at all! Nouveau riche! Vampire! You will never become a noble or a gentleman in your life!" Liu Baiwei completely lost his grace and was shaking into a ball.

He had no idea about Li He, and turned to the fourth child, "Have you forgotten the long happy time we spent? I really like you, no matter the unruly and willful you, the lively and cute you, or now. I like this pitiful you so much. Why don’t you give me a chance!"

"That's enough, Liu Baiwei!" The fourth child felt goosebumps all over her body when she heard it, not to mention that her brother and Ding Shiping were by her side, which made her even more embarrassed! She didn't know where the gentle Liu Baiwei had gone. She sneered, "My brother is a famous physics professor in China. The only one who is really uneducated is you! Liu Baiwei!"

"You have to know that the ancestors of nobles are either nouveau riche or pirates." Li He suddenly remembered the cultural debate that followed China's economic success, why China could produce a nouveau riche in a year, but could not cultivate a noble in ten years. He really doesn't like that kind of pretentious elegance. Now is a time of great strife. Those who are capable will prevail. What is the aristocracy? Moreover, the whirlpool of public opinion is full of double standards. If China really has aristocrats, they will definitely label China as feudal or authoritarian again, "Okay, go home, go home."

This young man is too addicted to Qiong Yao drama, so there is no need to worry too much about it.

Li He was also very happy. What he wanted was the attitude of the fourth child.

The fourth child didn't use Li He to push this time and took the lead and ran away first.

"Bingbing!" Liu Baiwei hurriedly chased after him. This time Ding Shiping didn't need Li He's instructions and just kicked Liu Baiwei on the knee.

"Ah!" Liu Baiwei knelt on the ground in pain, with a painful expression on his face, "Why! Why do you treat me like this!"

"He's mentally ill." Li He looked at him disdainfully.

When they got home, the brother and sister had a tacit understanding, and no one spoke about it again.

Li He called Ding Shiping, Wan Liangyou and others over to have a drink together, while Shoushan followed Old Man Li out for a walk.

Deep down in his heart, Shoushan still prefers to be with Old Man Tang. The two cooks always have something in common. If they were together, 60% of the time would be spent in the kitchen. One would be willing to chop on the chopping board, the other would be willing to peel green onions and choose vegetables, and the rest Forty percent of the time was spent scolding Japanese people.

This is much more comfortable than being with Old Man Li. Firstly, I don't understand those things that make people happy, and secondly, I don't want to compromise my status to cater to them, so I can only make do as a pair of drinking buddies.

But colleagues are enemies, and chefs are no exception. Shoushan specializes in Beijing cuisine, which is authentic and sells well, while Tang Laotou is a Henan cuisine with a bit of Cantonese flavor, and is often dismissed by Shoushan as being different.

At the same time, Old Man Tang's knife skills were also despised. Old Man Tang said that Tai Shoushan could not even cook a large intestine well, either it would not be cooked well or it would be cooked badly.

No one is convinced.

Lao Wu started spending time with her biological father as soon as school was over. She would follow Li Zhaokun wherever he went, with a never-ending attitude.

He kept mumbling, "My money is gone! My money is gone!"

Li Zhaokun was annoyed by the tossing, "You have no money, why are you following me?"

Seeing this, Ding Shiping was embarrassed and hurriedly went out for a walk.

Li He covered his face with his hands. He didn't need to think about it. He knew that he was inseparable from his biological father!

He held Lao Wu back.

"How much? I'll give it to you later."

While I'm in the kitchen and she hasn't come out, cover her up first, otherwise they won't be able to stop talking at night.

Li Zhaokun was relieved and ran away quickly.

Lao Wu hesitated a little, but finally insisted, "I want it from my father."

"How much money do you have?" Li He was also curious about whether Li Zhaokun could appreciate Lao Wu's pocket money. He had always strictly controlled Lao Wu's money. The school's accommodation, meals, and clothes are all prepared in advance. Lao Wu doesn't need to spend an extra penny, and he usually only gives three hundred and five hundred as pocket money. Lao Wu is a lavish person, so he doesn't believe that Lao Wu has big savings.

"Anyway, it was taken away by my father." Lao Wu insisted not to spit out how much money he had. She had her own little idea. Li Laoer's domineering dictatorship made her have to be careful.

"Take it." Li He emptied his pockets, only five or six hundred Hong Kong dollars.

"Huh!" Lao Wu rolled up a handful of change without any hint of joy, "I have to ask him for it!"

After the fifth brother went upstairs, the fourth child secretly reported to Li He, "Brother Yu and Brother Shen gave it to them, as well as Grandma Yu and Uncle Li. It adds up to a lot over the years."

In Hong Kong these years, whenever there is a festival, both the Yu family and the Shen family will give red envelopes to the sisters, and even Li Qiuhong is not left behind. This person gives three thousand, that person gives five thousand. Of course, the most generous one is Xiaoxiao Quan, who gives three to fifty thousand every time.

Li He glared at her, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

She was most afraid that Lao Wu and Li Zhaokun had money in their pockets.

He always gives as much as the rest of the family asks for.

The fourth child couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Didn't you always know that?"

Li He was at a loss for words. He could only blame himself for being careless. Every time he saw someone giving Lao Wu red envelopes, he didn't count them carefully.

"Then how much money does she have saved?"

"Ask yourself." The fourth child decided that it would be better not to betray the fifth child.

It's not a good thing to be talked about by Lao Wu. This girl's memory of hatred is long and lasting.