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Chapter 97 Father Jiang is getting high?

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    "Little bastard! Why are you back?" Father Jiang threw away the seedlings in his hand and hurriedly went ashore.

    Jiang Siming said with a smile: "I am coming back to see you during the holidays. Dad, get in the car and take you for a ride!"

    "Did you buy this car?" Father Jiang looked shocked.

    "That is!"

    "Please tell me the truth and don't fool me." Jiang's father didn't believe it.

    Jiang Siming smiled and said: "Dad, don't worry, has your son lied to you since he was a child?"

    Father Jiang agreed when he heard this. Jiang Siming never lied to them. He should not talk nonsense about such a big matter.

    "Are you making money? How many houses have you sold?" Jiang's father said with joy on his face.

    "I haven't sold the house anymore. I'm doing other things now. Let's talk about it together when we get home in the evening. This will save me the trouble of explaining everything one by one. Get in the car, dad." Jiang Siming said.

    Father Jiang wanted to get in the car and experience it, but after looking at his clothes and muddy feet, he shook his head and said, "I'll walk back."

    ¡°Come up, what a big deal it is.¡± Jiang Siming urged.

    Father Jiang had no choice but to go to the nearby stream to wash his feet before carefully getting into the car.

    "It's so cool! Son, how much does this car cost?" The air-conditioning in the car made Father Jiang feel so comfortable.

    "Not much, more than two million." Jiang Siming replied nonchalantly.

    "What!" Jiang's father immediately brought it up in one breath. The decibels overshadowed the high-pitched songs played in the stereo.

    "It's okay, Dad, your son has made a lot of money now, and I bought this car just for you." Jiang Siming quickly reached out and patted Jiang's father on the back.

    "What!" Father Jiang said again.

    Jiang Siming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said: "I have a car in Shanghai, and I bought this car for you."

    "Then you can't buy such an expensive car. With more than two million yuan, you can buy ten of Big Fat's BMWs. His car only costs more than 200,000 yuan!" Father Jiang looked like he wanted to scold the prodigal son.  expression.

    "Then do you want it? You don't want me to drive back. Anyway, I can drive the two cars interchangeably." Jiang Siming knew his father very well.

    "You are driving two cars! Just leave it at home, I will keep it for you." Jiang's father immediately changed his words and his tone.

    Jiang Siming chuckled, "It's better to know your father than your son, and to know your son better than your father."

    "This car was bought for me, so let me drive it." Father Jiang felt his hands were itchy.

    Jiang Siming stopped the car decisively and the two changed places.

    Father Jiang, who has been driving for more than ten years, drives very steadily, but this is the first time for him to drive this kind of fully automatic transmission, and he mastered it in just a few clicks.

    The car drove faster and faster, and Father Jiang¡¯s smile became crooked.

    Jiang Siming took another pair of sunglasses and put them on Jiang's father. He also played some high-pitched music in the car, and Jiang's father's body began to shake unconsciously and he got high.

    "Dad, you are driving in the wrong direction. This is not the way home."

    Jiang's father explained plausibly: "I'm not allowed to drive the new car for two more laps. Let me get familiar with it more!"

    "Okay." Jiang Siming rolled down the seat, leaned on the chair with his hands crossed, and watched leisurely as his father began to perform.

    Father Jiang drove around the town several times, stopping to chat with people he met. When people asked, he said that his son bought a car for him, and it didn¡¯t cost much, just over two million.

    The other person was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped, and he said with satisfaction that I would go home first, and then look for the next neighbor.

    Jiang Siming stayed with him in the car for almost an hour. Finally, Jiang's father was satisfied and drove home.

    Jiang Siming¡¯s home is a three-story building with a flat roof. It is considered a very old house.

    This was originally the ancestral home, but it was renovated when Jiang¡¯s father got married. More than 20 years have passed.

    But because of this house, there were a lot of conflicts between relatives.

    That was Jiang¡¯s father¡¯s eldest brother, Jiang Siming¡¯s uncle. Because he was dissatisfied with Grandpa Jiang¡¯s preference for letting his younger brother live in the ancestral home rather than letting him live in it, he had always been a little dissatisfied.

    " Jiang's father was also a real person. He set up an IOU and said he owed his eldest brother fifty thousand yuan as compensation. This made Jiang Siming's uncle no longer care.

    ¡°But because the money has never been taken out, the uncle¡¯s family has always complained.

    "It's just that Jiang's father didn't want to take it. He also gave more than 20,000 yuan one after another, but he really couldn't come up with other money.

    Jiang¡¯s father and Jiang¡¯s mother almost exhausted their efforts to provide Jiang Siming and Jiang Wanwan with education.

    ?In addition, during the years of raising Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang, Father Jiang sometimes paid for colds and medical treatment. How could he have any money to spare?

    It is a three-story flat-roofed building with a large yard outside. After all, in the countryside, you can build whatever you want if you have the money.

    In the yard, Jiang¡¯s mother and Jiang Siming¡¯s grandmother were sitting on chairs shelling corn.

    Father Jiang and Jiang Siming were of the same virtue, and they sounded the horn in synchronization.

    Jiang's mother was stunned, and recognized Jiang's father at a glance. She shouted in surprise and anger: "Jiang Shaoqing! You are so heartless. You dare to drive someone else's car. If it gets damaged, how can you pay for it!"

    When Father Jiang heard this, he took off his sunglasses, his eyes were sharp, and he said, "Who told you this is someone else's car? This is my car!"

    "Your car? Are you dreaming? You are stupid planting rice in the field." Mother Jiang's words were even sharper.

    "What are you stupid about? This is the car my son bought for me!" Jiang's father raised the corner of his mouth, quite arrogant, just like Jiang Guoqiao.

    "Son?" Only then did Jiang's mother notice that there was someone in the co-pilot. She took a closer look, and the original anger on her face suddenly turned into a smile like the spring breeze.

    "My precious son! Why are you back?" Jiang's mother immediately ran to the car with a look of joy on her face and ignored Jiang's father.

    Grandma also came over and said with a kind smile on her face: "My dear grandson is back. Are you hungry? You have been riding in the car for a day? Grandma will prepare something delicious for you."

    Jiang Siming got out of the car, hugged his mother first, and then his grandma.

    "I'm not hungry yet. There's a lot of food in the car. Grandma, Mom, I just miss you. I'll take advantage of the holiday to come back and see you."

    When Jiang Siming said this, there was a hint of moisture in his eyes.

    Family has always been the motivation for him to work hard outside. Although he has a poor but very happy family, his parents, grandparents, all love him very much.

    I remember that when Jiang Siming was doing very poorly, he didn¡¯t go home once in three years. Every time his grandma and mother called him to ask if he would come back this year, they always got the answer that he couldn¡¯t come back.

    At that time, although grandma and mother said it was okay, they asked him to pay more attention to rest and stop staying up late and working overtime every day.

    ¡°But Jiang Siming knew that grandma and mother were very sad.

    That¡¯s why Jiang Siming wants to go home so much, not only because he wants to return home in fine clothes, but also because he misses his family.

    Both dad and grandpa are men and speak straightforwardly, so Jiang Siming doesn't feel anything.

    But the voices of grandma and mother have always been gentle and full of love, and Jiang Siming easily sheds tears when he hears them.

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