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To be honest, Chen Pingsheng himself admitted that he was a little impulsive.

But everything has a reason. In the past few years, every time he went to his mother-in-law's house, Song Yanxi was looked down upon because of his undignified job.

It was only two days before the Chinese New Year, and he wanted to buy his wife a good car to show those people.

He, Chen Pingsheng, was definitely someone he could entrust his life to.

As for the rest, let's talk about it later.

Song Yanxi had obtained a driver's license a long time ago, but she rarely drove, so she was not very skilled and drove at a snail's pace of 30 mph on the road.

Little An'an was even more excited than her. She sat in the back and shook her little butt non-stop. Her front teeth, which had almost fallen out, were also laughing non-stop.

She kept asking her father, such as what this was for and what that was for.

Can the big car watch cartoons or something?

This must be arranged. I plan to buy her a small iPad during the Chinese New Year.

"Husband, why do you have hundreds of thousands again?"

After adapting a little, Song Yanxi was not so nervous, so she asked the doubts she had been wondering for a long time.

"Of course I made money from selling durian."

Chen Pingsheng said, "You don't know, after I spent 190,000 yuan to stock up, it snowed heavily outside within a day. Durian couldn't be imported, so the price naturally soared. I took this opportunity to make a little more money."

Song Yanxi didn't doubt it. She was naturally happy that her husband could make money.

"You used all the money to buy a car, what about the house?"

"Don't worry about it, An An won't enter the first grade until June next year."

Chen Pingsheng hugged little An An and said, "I thought since we are going to buy a house, we should buy a bigger one. When my income is more stable next year, we can have another child."

Want to have another child?

Song Yanxi didn't object to this. If the family had the conditions, one child would be too few.

I didn't dare to think about it before, but now I can think about it more.

When he got home, his childhood friend Shao Shuai specially bought a string of big firecrackers.

Tie a red ribbon on the new car, and it kept exploding.

Of course, red envelopes are also indispensable.

If this happened in the countryside, it would definitely be big news if a family paid in full for an Audi A4L.

But it’s nothing in Beijing.

Chen Pingsheng plans to spend another three months to settle the house issue, because durian won’t be so easy to sell after the Chinese New Year.

He also has to think about other sources of income.

…

One day before the Chinese New Year.

Song Wu is still busy with a reunion with classmates.

She is only two years younger than Song Yanxi. Her sister grew up in her grandparents’ home, but she is different.

She was taken back to Beijing when she was in junior high school.

Living in Beijing with her parents for a long time, she naturally has high expectations.

Her family in Beijing is at most middle class.

Her mother is a real Beijinger, but her father is not.

With the support of the older generation, her parents settled down in Beijing.

The house is not big, with three bedrooms and a living room, a total of 120 square meters.

If the public area is removed, it is only about 100 at most.

The reason why Song Wu looked down on her brother-in-law from another place was mainly because she had developed a sense of superiority that people from Beijing had.

In their eyes, people from other places were born inferior.

Besides, it would be embarrassing to tell others about her brother-in-law's profession. If she became a big star in the future, others would know that her brother-in-law was selling durian on the street, which would be a direct smear on her face.

That's why she kept asking her sister to divorce.

"Hey... Xiao Wu, take a look at your sister's circle of friends."

"What's good about her circle of friends? Either she shows off her husband or Xiao An'an."

Song Wu felt that her sister had lived in the countryside for a long time, which was why she developed such a rustic habit.

Not like her at all.

She showed off either high-end restaurants or afternoon tea.

"Your sister bought a car."

Song's father liked Chen Pingsheng very much, but unfortunately his opinion was not important in this family.

The family status was controlled by Song's mother, who was from Beijing.

"What car can she buy?"

Song Wu didn't care. She clicked it and saw that it was the small Audi she liked.

She sat up suddenly.

"Strange, didn't my sister take this photo with someone else's car?"

"Do you think your sister is like you?"

Song's father said unhappily: "She has been so diligent in her life and has saved enough money to buy a car. What's so strange about buying an Audi A4 like this now?"

"Then he must have paid a down payment of 20% or 30%."

Song Wu didn't care. Too many of her classmates drove luxury cars. A small Audi A4 was not enough for her to envy.

When she became a big star, she would have several small Audis in a casual scene.

"Your sister will be home soon. You should put down your little airs and be polite to your brother-in-law. Their life is not easy either."

Song's father advised kindly.

Song Wu pouted and didn't listen at all. She really couldn't respect a durian seller on the street.

The key point was that it was embarrassing to say it out. She couldn't even say it.

The family prepared tableware and dishes for the New Year, and the next day they were reunited to welcome the New Year.

This time Chen Pingsheng brought a lot of gifts, two packs of red BJ cigarettes, a pair of Feitian Moutai.

Plus two large durians, he came with his family at eight in the morning.

Father Song had already prepared a full table of reunion dinner.

"Pingsheng, why did you bring so many gifts again?"

The two families are actually not that far apart, because my sister-in-law and Song Ma have never looked at me in the eyes, and Chen Ping never comes to his house unless he is celebrating the New Year or the holidays.

In other words, Father Song really treated him as a door-to-door son-in-law.

"They are just small gifts, not worth much."

He is not a showman and doesn't say too many polite words.

Song's father motioned for him to sit next to him, and Song's mother rolled her eyes when he came in.

I took my daughter to chat with me.

"Sister, I heard that you bought a car. How much is the down payment?"

When Song Wu was a child, her sister took care of her in the countryside. It was only when she came to the capital that she changed her temper.

"Where is the down payment? Your brother-in-law bought it in full."

No matter when and where, Song Yanxi would always speak to her man.

Song Wu frowned slightly, not believing it at all, "He can still buy the Audi in full?"

"That's all. Your brother-in-law's income is not low."

If it hadn't been for the Chinese New Year, Song Wu would have followed his temper and said that he was no longer my brother-in-law.

I never acknowledged this person in my heart.

"Daughter, you didn't lie to mom, did he really buy it for you in full?"

The difference between full payment and installment payment is huge, Song Ma couldn't help but confirm.

"My mother didn't lie. Dad bought it in full."

Xiao Anan pouted and replied. Although she was not very old, she still knew how to speak to her father.

Song's mother snorted softly: "After following him for so many years, I finally settled a personal matter. But now that you have used the money to buy a car, what about the house? You can't always rent a house in the capital, right?"

"Of course not."

Song Yanxi doesn't like to go home because her sister and Song's mother are too unfriendly to Chen Pingsheng.

No matter what he did, he was still looked down upon by them.

This time she simply spoke openly: "Mom, I know you have always looked down on Shengsheng, but you have seen him in the capital for so many years. Has he ever been lazy? Never, right?"

"It's already very difficult for someone at his age to support a family, raise a daughter, buy a house and a car without relying on his parents."

"Now that he has bought me a car, you still have to look at him with dirty eyes. Aren't you just worried that he can't afford a house in Beijing? Even if we can only rent a house, our life will not be bad, anyway. Your daughter still has hundreds of thousands in savings on her card.”

"This is all earned by working hard outside all my life. What else do you want from him?"

As he spoke, tears fell again.

It's nothing else, I just feel aggrieved, aggrieved by not being understood by my family.

"Mom, don't cry."

Little An An obediently handed her a tissue immediately.