reborn as a god

"Honey, can you please hurry up? The flowers I've been waiting for have all bloomed and faded." Ouyang said helplessly as he looked at Zhang Feixue who was busy packing clothes and luggage in the bedroom.

On the eve of the opening of Chuangshen Technology, that is, today. Fudan University, where Zhang Feixue attended, has finally ended its semester of courses and entered the happy time of summer vacation.

Originally, Ouyang didn't plan to go home now. After all, he had only been away from home for only half a year. However, Ouyang still couldn't resist Zhang Feixue's hard work, so Ouyang had to agree to accompany Zhang Feixue back to her hometown in Wenzhou.

No, after Ouyang agreed to accompany her home, she took four bodyguards to go shopping in major supermarkets in Shanghai. Now, Zhang Feixue has been in the bedroom for more than two hours, which means she has been sorting out more than two hours.

Hourly things.

Almost everyone who was waiting for Ouyang was about to go berserk.

Finally, just before Ouyang was about to run away, Zhang Feixue finally finished packing her luggage.

"What are you in such a hurry for? I just took a while to sort it out and yet you keep urging me." Zhang Feixue said.

"Honey, you've been organizing it for more than two hours. To be precise, it's more than two hours and twenty-three minutes. It's only been a while. What did you bring with you? It takes you so long to organize it."

Ouyang asked curiously.

"There's nothing, just some food and some clothes." Zhang Feixue said easily, pointing to the luggage behind her.

Only then did Ouyang notice that there were four large boxes placed behind Zhang Feixue. At this moment, Ouyang felt that his head was dizzy and his eyes were filled with stars.

Finally, Ouyang finally regained his breath, "Honey, you are going to Mars for a vacation. How can our car fit so many things?" Ouyang said with a sad face.

"What do you know? These things are brought back to your parents and my parents, otherwise they will say that we don't bring gifts when we go back." Zhang Feixue explained.

"But the key is that our car can't hold so many things. How can we put them on the roof of the car?"

"Husband, why are you so confused today? Don't you have a space ring? You can just put it inside. It won't take up any space."

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Wenzhou.

At this moment, Ouyang's father is still as usual. Every four o'clock in the afternoon, he rides the tricycle he bought for more than 400 yuan to deliver cigarettes and wine to some night stalls.

To be honest, Ouyang really doesn't want his father to do this, because he is really tired and doesn't make much money.

Every day I work from about four o'clock in the afternoon until two or three o'clock in the morning, and the money I earn is only about a hundred yuan.

And this one hundred yuan still means that if there is no mistake, Ouyang's father is a good old man. When others give him money, he never checks whether the money is real or fake, so he often receives fake money.

money.

Therefore, if you work very hard every day, you can say that you make absolutely no money, but that’s not an exaggeration.

Ouyang's mother was in poor health before, so she didn't do anything else except help Ouyang's father look after the grocery store.

However, since Ouyang transformed their physiques last time, Ouyang's parents' health can be said to be very good, so now Ouyang's mother will make some small clamps or curtain clamps when she has nothing to do at home.

With a little household income, I can earn about ten yuan a day and buy groceries.

To be honest, Ouyang's parents never dreamed in their lives that their son would one day drive a Mercedes-Benz and ride a BMW home (in fact, they didn't even know what a Mercedes-Benz and a BMW were). Their only wish was probably that Ouyang

They would be satisfied if they could find a beautiful wife and give birth to a healthy, white, fat son for them to hold.

…

A group of eleven luxury cars formed a strong convoy. All the passers-by where Ouyang and others passed by were shunned. People who didn't know better thought that some central government boss was going to the countryside to inspect.

Ouyang and Zhang Feixue were riding in a Rolls-Royce black. It is said that there are only twenty-five of this type of car in the world. Originally, it was impossible for Ouyang to buy it, but under Ouyang's little bit of ecstasy control,

Next, the original owner of this car finally sold it to Ouyang at a very low price of 100,000 US dollars.

Almost everything on this car is black, and the black is painted with diamond black with a high metallic luster. Combined with two silver waist lines, the aristocratic atmosphere rises sharply.

Inside the car, soft black leather seats provide unparalleled comfort, with seashell decorations dotting the edges. The black wooden interior is used to open the car, conveying a return to nature.

Each door has a silver pinstripe. The instrument panel has a perfectly designed diamond pattern and is complemented by a metal frame. The edge of the steering wheel is a bit thick, but it adds to the car's dynamic feel.

In front of and behind the Rolls-Royce Black are five Mercedes-Benz S600s. With such a luxurious lineup, it’s no wonder that others would think they were coming from the central government.

In the Rolls-Royce in the middle, Ouyang asked Zhang Feixue sitting on the side: "Feixue, you haven't told me what your parents do?"

"Huh, now that I think about it, I want to ask. I thought you didn't want to know? I won't tell you now."

"I used to be very busy. I forgot everything when I was busy. Just tell me."

After Ouyang persuaded her, Zhang Feixue reluctantly told her who her parents were. Speaking of her parents, they were not famous in other places, but in a small and big place like Yongjia County, they were famous.

Very famous.

"No Feixue, are you kidding me? Is Zhang Jianguo your father? Is the leading gangster in Yongjia County your father?" Ouyang Zhenshang felt that God was joking with him.

Although Ouyang did not know Zhang Jianguo, his name was well known to his ears.

"What, it's not possible? My father is Zhang Jianguo, what's wrong with it?" Seeing Ouyang's suspicious look, Zhang Feixue said.

"No, I'm just weird. Haha." Ouyang laughed. "No wonder he is so violent. It turns out to be hereditary." Ouyang thought to himself.

(Next chapter: Dad, I’m back)

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