What to do when you have money

Chapter 16 On the Question of Fate
"woohoo"

An express train wearing a beautiful red coat cheered into the platform, and finally stopped its rolling wheels while the passengers were waiting eagerly.

The flight attendant did not see the legendary beautiful lady, but only saw a middle-aged uncle with a beard stepping off the train, standing at the entrance and directing the passengers to get on the train.

Neither Zhao Hao nor his parents had any heavy luggage, and the car was light and simple. With Zhao Hao's support, his parents boarded the train.

Zhao Hao bought a sleeping berth ticket. He bought three lower berths, two berths facing his parents, but he was in another berth next door.

It stands to reason that if he has money, he should travel by plane or high-speed rail.

Unfortunately, my mother, Chen Lan, has heart disease and cannot take the plane.In addition, the location of the small town, if you want to take a plane, you have to go to the provincial capital, and it is too troublesome to go around.

As for not taking the high-speed rail, this is an intriguing reason.

The reason is simple, Zhao Hao and his mother are both smokers, if they are not allowed to smoke for ten hours, it is better not to let them eat for ten hours.

Regarding my mother's smoking, many people in the family told her to quit smoking. She always said: "I smoke to relieve boredom."

As she said, it was really to relieve boredom.

My mother's life experience is very pitiful. She lost her mother when she was eight years old, and lost her father when she was a teenager.She has been doing housework since she was a child, taking care of her school-going older brother and younger brother.

My mother said that her poor health was caused by fatigue when she was young. At that time, she carried two iron buckets filled with cement and walked as fast as flying, without feeling tired at all.

She learned the habit of smoking when she was young. Many women in the Northeast smoke, and she is no exception.

Due to family reasons, my mother's heart is sensitive and fragile, timid and a little afraid of getting into trouble.

She always felt that she was inferior and was cautious in everything she did.

However, her hard work is unmatched by everyone in the family, including her brother and sister who have served in the army.As for Zhao Hao, there's no need to mention it. He's a lazy bastard, let alone his father. He hasn't been in the kitchen for so many years.

It's not that Dad doesn't want to come in, he was kicked out by Mom. What Mom means is that men should do what they should do, and women should do things like cooking.

However, now as she grows older, my mother is gradually unable to do work, and my father occasionally comes to help her do things within his capacity.

Wife, wife, is the person who will accompany you when you get old.

Zhao Hao was very envious of his parents' feelings. He didn't want to understand, how could his father, a college student, fall in love with his mother who didn't graduate from elementary school?
Perhaps, it is because of my mother's kindness and hard work.

Zhao Hao believes that he has inherited his mother's genes in many aspects, such as poor study, fragile heart, and old-fashioned thinking.On the contrary, the mother's advantages such as hard work were not inherited.

For the same reason, the advantages of my father have not been inherited.

My father was a college student in the 60s. At that time, college students were very good and worked very hard, which is not comparable to today's college students.

However, Zhao Hao did not inherit his father's hardworking, studious, smart and other advantages, but instead inherited his father's stubborn temper.

In the words of my mother, the two of them are more stubborn than the other.

Zhao Hao often laughed at himself and said: "People take the essence and discard the dross. I am good, just the opposite."

Zhao Hao is also a very sad person. When he was born, his mother bleeds and almost survived, and then because of his father, his job title and salary were reduced by one level.

Looking back now, he is depressed. Could it be that I stole the Jade Emperor's toilet in my previous life, which made me so unlucky.

Sometimes life is a thing, you believe it if you believe it, and you don’t believe it if you don’t believe it, it’s a wonderful kind of metaphysics.

Zhao Hao doesn't believe in fate, but fate always makes him believe that he is the reincarnation of a disaster star as a joke.

The fortune teller showed him palmistry, looked at the horizontal lines on his hands and said, you are either destined to be rich and powerful, or destined to be imprisoned.

In short, not a good life.

If a good life can have two broken palms, it would be bad if someone else has one.

"Xiao Hao, what are you thinking about, don't worry about us, go to your bunk and rest." My mother reminded Zhao Hao when she saw Zhao Hao in a daze.

Zhao Hao came back to his senses, looked at the rough sleeper, frowned and said: "Mom, why don't I change to a soft sleeper, it's more comfortable than this."

"No, what are you doing with that money, you go to rest."

Zhao Hao really wanted to buy a soft sleeper, but it's a pity that the station in Xiaocheng doesn't sell it.

He and his parents don't have the slightest sense of rich people now. They used to make trouble because they didn't have money.

Zhao Hao returned to his berth, and as soon as he sat down, he smelled a smell of rotten eggs.

He covered his nose and searched for a long time, finally found the source of the smell.

It turned out that a man was sleeping on the lower bunk opposite him, and a big stinky foot with an exposed toe was exposed from the quilt that was not completely covered.

"This is too delicious."

He endured the bad smell, covered his nose with one hand, and gently pulled down the man's quilt with the other to cover the source of the smell.

The air smelled a lot better, but not great.

This is the bad thing about air-conditioned cars. The smell can't escape. It would be nice if the windows could be opened.

No, I'll ask if there is a place for a soft sleeper.

Just as Zhao Hao wanted to get up, a young woman approached in front of her. She was nearly 30 years old. She seemed to be carrying something on her back, and she was holding a large luggage bag in her hand.

She came, she stopped, she also covered her nose.

The young woman took out her ticket and looked at the seat number on the lower berth opposite Zhao Hao, her pretty face slightly frowned.

She put down her luggage and gently patted the sleeping man with her hand.

"Brother, wake up."

The man was still asleep, but the young woman put in more effort and finally woke him up by patting him.

With sleepy eyes, the man said with an unhappy face, "What are you shooting, didn't you see me sleeping?"

The young woman said softly: "Brother, this is my seat, please let me go, please?"

The man looked at the young woman, and then at his own position, but he didn't say no unreasonably. He nodded, got up and sat up.

It doesn't matter when he sits up, the quilt can no longer cover his stinky feet, and an invisible mist of biochemical poison pervades the narrow space.

Zhao Hao covered his nose.

The young woman covered her nose.

"Well, big brother, can you put your shoes on first?"

Zhao Hao really couldn't stand the smell, so he raised his opinion to the man in a low voice.

The man might be used to the smell of his own stinky feet, he didn't put on his shoes at all, instead he glared at Zhao Hao, and said impatiently, "I'll let you care if I wear shoes or not, you meddle in my own business so much."

Oops, I'm going, I have a bad temper.

When Zhao Hao heard this, you have a reason for your smelly feet.

"How do you talk, can you talk about public morality? You don't want people to talk about your smelly feet."

The man snorted coldly at Zhao Hao. I don't know if he was doing it on purpose or he was used to it. He clasped his feet with his hands, and sniffed them before his nose when he was done, and said, "Do not meddle in your own business."

"What the heck."

Zhao Hao suddenly became furious, I want to say that you are nice, but you still have an attitude like mine, who are you and me?

Zhao Hao was also irritable when he was young, and he fought countless times behind his parents' backs. He couldn't bear the other party's arrogance.

He just took a step forward, ready to let the man know why the flowers are so popular, the young woman hurriedly grabbed Zhao Hao and said, "Brother, don't do anything, I'll call the conductor."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and went to the conductor.

When the bearded conductor came over, Zhao Hao was holding his nose and confronting the man.

He was not beaten by the opponent for covering his nose, but smoked by the opponent. This biochemical weapon is much more powerful than conventional weapons.

　Some readers said that my novels are long-winded, but in fact they are very long-winded. The things I talk about are short stories from parents, and I don’t have the slightest awareness of rich people.No way, the author is a poor person, poverty limits my imagination, and we don't know the life of those rich people.Do they rinse their mouths with Moutai every day, and sit on the gold-encrusted stables to defecate?The author is counting on code words to buy cigarettes, and give some recommendations, thank you everyone.

　　


(End of this chapter)