The food was very delicious.

"Hurry up and eat. Leave it here after you finish. I'll clean it up tomorrow morning."

After Jiang's mother said that, she went back to her room to sleep. Jiang Nanzhou originally thought that Jiang's mother would ask him how much money he made. He also wanted to transfer some money to his mother to make her happy. In the end, that's it?

Jiang Nanzhou used mobile banking to transfer one million to Jiang's mother's bank card. After graduating from college, he only gave Jiang's mother some money during the Chinese New Year. There wasn't much money in all these years. Now that he made money, he wanted to transfer more to make his mother happy.

The next day, when Jiang Nanzhou woke up, he found that today's breakfast was much richer than usual. Today, there was even braised fish. Who eats braised fish so early in the morning?

He guessed that Jiang's mother must have seen the text message sent by the bank.

When Jiang's father saw the table of dishes, he rubbed his eyes and said to Jiang Nanzhou:

"Son, I am not dreaming. Your mother has never made such a sumptuous breakfast in the past 30 years of marriage. What's wrong with your mother today?"

Jiang's mother kicked Jiang's father's calf hard under the table, causing Jiang's father to groan.

"If you want to eat, eat it. If you don't want to eat, leave the table. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Jiang's mother picked up a large piece of fish for Jiang Nanzhou.

"Son, eat more. I'll see how to transfer the money back to you later. Mom doesn't know how to do it. Mom doesn't want your money. You should keep the money you earn."

Jiang Nanzhou said helplessly:

"The money is given to you. You and my dad have worked hard for most of our lives. You can spend it as you like. Don't be reluctant. Tell me when you have spent it all. I will transfer it to you later."

"What money can your dad and I spend? Now what he and I earn is enough to spend. If you don't transfer it back, I will save the money for you. Tell me when you need it."

Father Jiang put down his chopsticks. What are they talking about?

"What money? How much money?"

Mother Jiang rolled her eyes at Father Jiang.

"Eat your food, and you have to ask about everything."

Father Jiang felt wronged. There was no dog in his family. If there was a dog, its status would be higher than his.

"I just want to ask, can you give me 100 yuan? I only have 6.5 yuan left in WeChat, which is not enough to buy cigarettes."

Mother Jiang pretended not to hear and ignored Father Jiang.

Father Jiang looked at his son again.

Jiang Nanzhou found it funny to see his father being crushed unilaterally, so he picked up his phone and transferred 10,000 yuan to Father Jiang's WeChat.

Jiang Nanzhou signaled Father Jiang to look at his phone with his eyes, and Father Jiang received the signal from his son.

He picked up the phone and saw that Jiang Nanzhou had transferred 10,000 yuan to him!

Father Jiang couldn't control himself and picked up the phone and shook it in front of Mother Jiang, showing off.

"Look, look, my son is still filial to me and transferred so much money to me."

Mother Jiang ignored him and stretched out her hand to push away the phone in front of her.

Father Jiang looked at the phone happily and directly transferred 9,900 yuan to Mother Jiang, saying flatteringly.

"My dear, spend whatever you want with the money I transferred to you. I'll keep 100 yuan. I can spend this 100 yuan for half a month."

Mother Jiang took the money with a smile on her face and said to Father Jiang with satisfaction.

"Spend less money."

Jiang Nanzhou was speechless when he saw the scene in front of him. It was his father's fault that he had no money. He couldn't keep the money even if he had it.

As a filial son, he should buy his father two packs of good cigarettes when he goes to town. It's impossible for him to quit smoking in this life, but it's not good for the body to smoke cheap cigarettes all the time.

After eating, Jiang Nanzhou asked in the group of classmates whether they had left.

Li Shuai: I haven't left yet. I booked a flight for tomorrow.

An Lichu: What are you doing? Are you going to treat us?

Yu Lili: I left yesterday.

Zhang Wei: The boss wants to give you a surprise.

An Lichu: What surprise? I'm looking forward to it.

Jiang Nanzhou: I went out to sea to catch some small blue dragons yesterday. I decided to give you two to taste.

Jiangnanzhou: @An Lichu, can't you treat me anytime? You choose a place, I'll treat you.

Yu Lili: What a pity, I'm not destined to be with Xiao Qinglong.

Jiangnanzhou: I'll treat you to something better next time you come back.

An Lichu: Let's go eat hot pot, I haven't eaten it for a long time, I'm craving it, my face is drooling.

Zhang Wei: Hot pot is OK, I know a really good one, I'll make a reservation, who will go.

Others either left or didn't have time, and finally only Jiangnanzhou, An Lichu, and Zhang Wei could go.

Jiangnanzhou went to the town on Jiang Tianfu's electric tricycle, and Jiangnanzhou sent the goods to netizens.

The job was given to Jiang Tianfu, while he himself carried a box of Xiao Qinglong to the wholesale supermarket of Aunt Jiang's house.

Hu Minghao and Hu Mingzhu were so excited. They had been waiting at the door of the supermarket since they knew Jiang Nanzhou was coming to deliver Xiao Qinglong to them in the morning.

Seeing Jiang Nanzhou, they immediately approached him enthusiastically.

Hu Mingzhu said excitedly:

"Brother, do you know that you are on the hot search?"

Jiang Nanzhou was confused.

"What kind of hot search am I on?"

Hu Minghao pushed Hu Mingzhu away, opened the Weibo App with his mobile phone, and found the video of Jiang Nanzhou on the hot search. You will know after you take a look.

Jiang Nanzhou took the mobile phone and saw that it was the video of his live broadcast yesterday, the video of him talking to Zhang Wei when he was picking up garbage.

The video was posted online by a big V, and was also forwarded by the official account of Huaxia News, which praised him by name.

This caused many netizens to discuss passionately online. Some said that he was just putting on a show to become famous, while others said that he put up the garbage himself and deliberately acted. However, netizens who watched Jiang Nanzhou's live broadcast knew that it was not a show.

The loyal fans of Brother Fisherman should not be underestimated. They had a fierce fight with those netizens who raised doubts.

Jiang Nanzhou returned the phone to Hu Minghao.

Hu Minghao and Hu Mingzhu saw that his brother's face did not change at all, and they could not help but admire him.

The two of them cursed and banned those netizens online this morning, but his brother didn't care. His psychological quality is really good.

Jiang Nanzhou really didn't care about those things at all. They could curse if they wanted to, and he couldn't go over the Internet and tell him to stop cursing.

Aunt Jiang knew this morning that Huaxia News praised her eldest nephew. She was very happy at first, and she specially asked Hu Mingzhu to download a Weibo for her. As a result, she was furious when she saw the comments of those little trolls, so she simply uninstalled the Weibo again, out of sight, out of mind.

"Xiaozhou, eat here at noon. I'll go buy some big bones and make some soup for you at noon."

After Aunt Jiang said that, she was about to go out to buy big bones, but Jiang Nanzhou quickly stopped her.

"Aunt, I finally made an appointment with my classmates to eat hot pot together, so don't do it."

Hu Mingzhu and Hu Minghao were still using their trumpets to passionately spray with netizens when they heard Jiang Nanzhou's words. They looked at each other and spoke at the same time.

"Brother, take us with you, we also want to eat hot pot."

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