I Am the Mother of a Prodigy

Pei Chen and the others said goodbye to peace after dinner and went straight home.

The milk tea shop that had just been noisy went deserted the moment a few people left, and An wanted to clean up the mess on the table and clean the inside and out of the shop.

Lengyue hangs in front of the window, the night is bustling and lonely.

An Xiang had been busy for a long time before finishing work. Her body was very tired. She half clenched a fist and knocked on her sore shoulder. Turning her eyes, she saw An Zimo lying on the sofa sleeping.

Boys only show the ignorance and clarity that belongs to children when they sleep.

An Xiang squatted in front of the sofa, touching An Zimo's warm forehead with her fingertips. He didn't notice it, his eyelashes trembled, and he rolled over vigorously.

Can be lovely and love.

Like a well-behaved little animal.

The exhaustion of the whole body disappeared in an instant, and she took a kiss, wrapped her coat around her son, and then gently picked up the small body, carried things with one hand, and left the apartment.

The night breeze is cool.

An Zimo awakened after blowing the scripture.

He has sleepy eyes and a lack of clarity of mind.

The woman's face was close at hand, and the thin light of the street lamp hit the delicate side face, showing a bit of warmth and beauty for no reason.

good smell.

The embrace is also very gentle.

"Is Mo Mo awake?" An Xiang's voice is very sweet, not greasy like saccharin, but clear and sweet.

"We will take the car home immediately, and Mo Mo can continue to sleep on her mother's shoulders."

[The way my son sleeps is super cute! ]

[Mom wants to hold the baby forever! ]

[But my stomach hurts so much, my aunt is so annoying...]

An Zimo stared at her blankly, and his consciousness was finally sober under the heartfelt words of sentence after sentence.

He... was held by a bad woman!

"Let me down." Maybe it was the reason why he just woke up. His voice sounded astringent, like small bubbles, without any deterrent.

An wanted to feel that her son might be shy, he laughed several times, and hugged him tighter: "Is Mo Mo afraid of his mother being tired?"

"..." He's afraid of you being tired, he is passionate and shameless!

An Zimo resisted the urge to roll his eyes, struggling to escape from An Xiang's arms.

An Xiang's strength is much greater than An Zimo's, no matter how much he makes trouble, he will not let go.

"Momo, don't worry, you will always be my mother's favorite baby." An Xiang said with a serious expression, "From tomorrow on, my mother will only feed you a meal."

The son is a straight boy of Mensao.

Don't make your son jealous.

An Zimo frowned, what is this person thinking about?

"Only the disabled need to be fed by others."

The subtext is that it’s not uncommon for me to have hands and feet.

An Xiang didn't care, and continued: "Don't worry, I won't add WeChat from strange men."

"Who cares about you." An Zimo murmured, wishing that he had eight legs and rolled off her immediately.

"Although being a single mother is very hard, I don't just look for a messy man to be your stepdad. What if he beats you while I'm not here..."

An Xiang's face wrinkled, worried.

Now the world is in chaos, and news of heinous domestic violence has been exposed every now and then. Perhaps because of being a mother, Ann didn't want to see the children suffer.

They are obviously new shoots in the world, and they should not bear the heavy blows of tyranny.

There was a hint of pity in her heart.

If the lips and teeth of human beings can deceive, then the heart must not be a lie.

An Zimo's eyes flickered, and he felt uneasy and flustered inexplicably.

If Ann wanted to beat him and scold him and follow the pre-determined plot of the previous life, he would not fall into such a daze now.

But.

She didn't beat him or scold him; she changed her personality drastically and she was totally unfamiliar.

However, the face in front of him couldn't help but relive his nightmare of fourteen years.

For the first time, he felt the unknown and feared the way forward. An Zimo lowered his head, his teeth clenched his lower lip, and couldn't help reminding himself: The face in front of him is real, and he didn't hate the wrong person; if it wasn't, then the hatred over the past ten years has become a battle. joke.

—God gave him rebirth to get him revenge.

-Instead of letting him accept this ridiculous maternal love, abandon all the misfortunes of the previous life.

An Zimo pinched An Xiang's arm severely, while she slipped off her body while she was suffering, and trot to the front to separate the two of them.

Ann wanted to hold her pinched arm and feel wronged, why is her son so fierce?

Is it because you have lived in the mountains for a long time and have been tempered out of the wild?

An Xiang couldn't figure it out, but quickly followed and pulled An Zimo to his side.

The son is so fragrant, she has to look at Yan Shi, what if she gets eaten away by something that is not easy to suspect?

She hasn't eaten it yet.

In the dark, An Xiang's eyes lit up, and he grunted and swallowed at the son beside him.

An Zimo felt cold on his back and couldn't help speeding up his pace. Finally, he changed from walking to running, with his back in a hurry.

An wanted to be stunned, and hurriedly chased after him: "Son, don't go so fast, mother won't eat you!"

"..."

It's not easy to say, it's hard to say.

What if?

The mother and son chased all the way, and it was late at night to go home.

They all lost the energy to continue making noise, each climbed into the coffin and fell asleep.

**

In the spring of May, weeds grow luxuriantly outside the window.

Unknown wild flowers bloom in the unattended wasteland, decorated with green trees, and at first glance it is a beautiful scenery.

However, Ann wanted to get tired of such a season.

The community where she lives is sparsely populated, and the trees and streets are unattended. It is easy to say that in winter, the mosquitoes are most ravaged in spring and summer, and there are many grasses. Even if the windows are closed all day, unknown bugs will get in through the gaps.

An Xiang was sweet and bloody, and the basement was cold and damp, bugs liked to bite her, and she woke up all night and was bitten all over her body.

She was the only one who was bitten before, and unfortunately An Zimo became a mosquito ration after living in.

Woke up early in the morning, An Xiang looked at the little red bumps on his son's face and felt distressed.

She rummaged through the drawer to find the toilet water, grabbed An Zimo and applied it to him.

"Mum will buy you a mosquito net today, and close the coffin if it doesn't work."

Hey.

It's kind of rhyming.

An wanted to feel inexplicably good, twisted the toilet water cover, and sighed deeply at the weeds outside the house, "Or, let's go to rent a house in the city." When I was alone, I could make do with it, but now I have a child. Consider for the child.

"It would be great if it could be demolished..." As he talked, he began to daydream about demolition again.

An Zimo is much more realistic than her.

As far as he knows, few investors will take over abandoned projects like this. On the one hand, the cost is huge, and on the other hand, the procedures are complicated. Once losses are difficult to remedy, investors would rather leave the land empty than take over the rectification easily. Why not start a new project if you have the money? If it is a loss, if the accident is not the responsibility of the person, no one wants to do the work that hurts the money.

An Zimo scratched the itchy mosquito bag on his face, and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face in silence.

Just then the bell rang.

Ann didn't rush to open the door, and whispered in her heart.

She has no friends, and no one has been a guest at home in the past few years; and the express delivery will not come to the door, so who is it that came early in the morning?

Just thinking about it, the doorbell rang several times again, and it seemed that it was not a knock on the wrong door.

Ann wanted to look out from the cat's eye.

Two young men stood outside the door, wearing suits and ties, carrying briefcases in their hands, and they looked like salespeople coming to the door.

"Hello, is anyone home?"

An Xiang didn't answer very vigilantly.

"We are from the housing expropriation department. Is it convenient for you now?"

Housing acquisition department.

Generally speaking, it is the demolition office.

What is the demolition office doing here early in the morning? Could it be possible... that her long-time dream is going to come true?

With anticipation and confusion, An Xiang cautiously opened the door a crack, but for the sake of caution, the safety latch still remained.

She only stuck out half of her face, pulling the door with her hands, and inquiring in her tone: "Hello, is there anything wrong?"

"Great, it turns out that someone is at home." The young man was overjoyed and slightly bent over to look up to her. "We are here to sign a house demolition agreement with you. I don't know if it is convenient for us to go in."

Ann wanted to pinch his thigh fiercely.

It hurts, not a dream.

She numbly took off the door latch and quickly gave way to let the two in.

The two young guys who were about to enter the door obviously hesitated for half a second when they saw the spooky decoration in front of them, looked at each other, and drew in the living room.

"Sit down, you are welcome." An wanted to warmly entertain, and hurried to the kitchen to make a pot of black tea.

The two of them didn't talk about it, and went directly to the topic: "That's right, this area will be demolished afterwards. This time we are here to discuss compensation for the demolition with the heads of the households. This is our contract. You should check it out first."

It's really going to be demolished!

An wanted to stare at the two contracts with wide-eyed eyes, and did not return to his senses for a long time.

An Zimo, who had just come out of the bathroom, also had a short shock, and immediately raised the corners of his mouth with disdain: There was a fool who actually chose to requisition this land, tusk.

He didn't bother to mix it up, took a piece of bread from the table, and went back to his room as he ate it.

"We learned that you have three houses under your name, totaling 1,100 square meters. We will compensate you at a price of 20,000 yuan per square meter. Of course, if you are unwilling to accept cash compensation, you can also convert into a house, but the house will have to be three years later. To get it."

Ann thinks that math is not good.

She surreptitiously took out the phone and turned on the computer, and seriously calculated on it.

One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand...million, ten million!

An Xiang's eyes widened more and more, and her hands holding the phone trembled slightly because of her excitement.

"Money, money, money! I want money!" She couldn't wait to blurt out six words.

An Xiang acted too eagerly, and the two of them were taken aback for a moment, then lowered their heads and laughed.

She couldn't help but flushed her face, she slowly tightened her body, and repeated it in a small voice: "I, I want money..." Don't be a fool if you have money.

The house is well restored, but I don’t know how it is located.

Besides, all three houses have been demolished. Where do you want to live in the new house for the next three years? It is better to buy a small square meter second-hand house near the kindergarten, which is also convenient for An Zimo to go to school.

"Then do you have any other objections to this?"

"No!" An Xiang called out two words without hesitation. She has seen from the news that generally, those who fight for demolition funds as nail households have no good results. As the saying goes, people who know the current affairs are talented, and people must know how to get enough, and Anxiang is extremely content with the compensation of tens of millions.

"Okay, then you sign and fingerprint on the contract, and the compensation will be credited to your bank card within 30 days."

Ann couldn't understand the contract, but she held it up and read it for several minutes.

"The new district will be demolished and rebuilt soon, so you'd better move out within a month, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble." In fact, they have been here a few times long ago, but they can't find anyone every time. There are also fewer people in the local area, making contact more difficult.

Simply want to talk easily, otherwise they will have to run twice more.

After reading the contract, Ann seriously wrote his name on the signature, and then pressed her fingerprint.

Looking at the black-and-white contract in front of him, An Xiang's whole person was dizzy, and an extremely unreal sense of dreams instantly appeared.

"I remember that this place was going to be demolished very early, but the project was abandoned for several years. Is the other party taking over again now?"

"No." The young man accepted the contract, shook his head and said, "The real estate company that was in charge of this piece of land has long gone bankrupt, and now it is the Huaxing Group who photographed this piece of land."

Ann was startled when she wanted to hear the name.

She naturally knew that the well-known Huaxing Group had delivered takeaways to the other company not long ago.

"This area, including the old area in the back, is completely rebuilt. It is expected to be completed in three to five years." The young man couldn't help but sigh, "The CEO of Huaxing has participated in a lot of real estate development in the past two years. He has ambitions..."

The companion also came to be interested, and asked in a smooth way: "What is his name? I remember that the news broadcast his interview." It seems to be an authentic interview. His sister, who was originally not interested in news, saw it from the beginning. end.

"Pei Yizhou, the man who leads our Jiangcheng economy, you don't know that."

The two talked and laughed, and kept teasing, then got up and said goodbye to peace of mind, and walked to the second house.

An wanted to close the door, and silently wrote down the name in his heart.

She returned to the sofa with the notebook in her hand, and typed the three words "Pei Yizhou" on the keyboard.

The search results came out soon.

Among dozens of pages of entry associations, the most attractive ones are the pictures on the encyclopedia.

The man in suit and leather shoes at the desk has a noble temperament. He talks to others from his side and knows nothing about the sneak shots.

Looking at those dazzling eyebrows like a galaxy, An wanted to squeeze in his throat.

This... isn't this the man I saw in the kindergarten that day!

Pei Chen also has twin grandfathers.

No wonder Pei Yan would speak like that that day. A young talent like this is indeed the Prince Charming in the minds of many girls.

An wanted to close the computer, and patted her cheeks flushed with excitement.

After a brief loss of consciousness, she jumped off the sofa, dashed to An Zimo's room, raised his hands up, and threw him into the sky.

"Momo, we have money!!!"

belch.

The bread that An Zimo had not had time to swallow was directly stuck in the middle of his throat.

The hypoxia sensation hit immediately, and the blood rushed to the neck from bottom to top.

"Mo Mo, what's the matter with you?!"

"..." Fool, this is one! !

An Zimo hit his chest fiercely, picked up the milk bottle and poured it into his mouth, the soft bread slid down the milk into the esophagus.

He was relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.

Damn, almost died here.

An Zimo's throat hurts, holding the bottle and silently pulling away from others.

"Momo, mom is rich!" An Xiang didn't notice the difference, and excitedly shared the joy with his only son, "We can buy a three-meter-wide crystal coffin!"

The crystal coffin is the dream of every vampire!

She can do it right away! !

An Zimo didn't speak, An wanted to tilt her head, and blinked in confusion, "Momo, aren't you happy?" It shouldn't be, is it possible that her son doesn't like crystal coffins?

She pondered for a few seconds, and suddenly realized: "Son, do you want a Transformers coffin?!" Boys and girls have different preferences. If a girl is definitely willing to sleep in a dreamy and beautiful crystal coffin with her.

An Zimo rolled his eyes, chewing on the leftover bread with a heavy expression on his face.

This is not a matter for men and women at all. Who the **** coffin shop sells crystal coffins, he really thinks he is a Western vampire, and the coffins must be decorated with gold rims and crosses.

funny.

An Xiang couldn't wait to call the owner of the coffin shop. The first sentence he answered was: "Hey, I am An Xiang who lives in the suburbs. Do you remember me?"

Her eyes are shining: "I want to make a custom crystal coffin, do you have it?"

"beep-"

Long blind tone.

Ann wanted to sink into thought at the hung up phone.

Gee. It's so strange.

Ann wanted to fight again without giving up, but the other party had already pulled her to the blacklist.

An thought: "..." Lost, sad, wronged.

She quickly cheered up.

Compared to buying a crystal coffin, finding a house is the most urgent task.

The demolition office asked her to move out within a month. An wants to pack up her things and leave today. These days, she and her son will make do with the tea shop. While working, she will be looking for a house nearby. This saves time and effort. The son was also affected.

Regardless of the furniture, all she has to take is a few change of clothes and daily necessities, and she will move all the things that can be used when she finds a house.

In addition, the two tenants must be notified.

Both of them are UP owners who are engaged in the live broadcast industry. They live here because they are afraid of being disturbed. They are kind and talkative. An wants to receive a reply from each other immediately after the WeChat notification. They expect to move out within half a month.

All preparations have been completed, An Xiang carefully inspected the house, and after confirming that there were no omissions, he took An Zimo and turned and left.

Compared with An Xiang, An Zimo is much more active about moving out.

He had been fed up with this underworld residence for a long time, wishing he could get out of it quickly.

An Zimo does not carry a lot of things, a small schoolbag can be filled.

He wears a sun hat on his head, a backpack, bib pants, and white shirt on his shoulders. He looks serious and cute.

"Don't dawdle, go quickly." An Zimo urged impatiently.

Ann wanted to stand at the door and hesitate, "You said we want to transport the coffin over?"

"Are you funny?" An Zimo couldn't bear it. "With a little space in the milk tea shop, where do you want to put your coffin? Is it on my head?!"

…makes sense.

Ann's idea of ​​bringing a coffin was forced to end.

**

The two went back to the milk tea shop first.

She put her luggage by the door and began to wonder how to sleep at night.

It's good for my son to take a nap on the sofa. She just makes do with what she said. Anyway, he slept on the floor when he was a child, and his body was not so hypocritical.

After a busy morning, the hour hand has pointed to noon.

An Xiang decides to take her son out for dinner first, and then visit the housing agency in the afternoon.

Making up her mind, she led An Zimo downstairs and found a restaurant to walk in.

As students are over, the small Chinese restaurant is already full.

The vocals are messy, the footsteps are hurried, full of smoke.

It will take a long time to wait for the dishes to come up. An wants to download a house-finding software with her mobile phone. She droops her head and slowly slides her fingertips on the screen.

The housing prices near the Rainbow Kindergarten are higher than Ann had imagined, and her demolition funds may be...completely insufficient.

An Xiang looked more and more tired, and couldn't help sighing.

"Sister An Xiang!"

Suddenly, the sound of a young boy suddenly frightened An.

She hurriedly raised her head and stared at the face in front of her for a moment: "Pei Chen?"

"Hey, what a coincidence." Pei Chen smiled heartily, and squeezed to An Zimo's side with a cheeky smile, "Are you here to eat too?"

"Yeah." Ann wanted to turn off the screen, very surprised, "Are you not in class?"

"I'm tired of eating out in the school cafeteria. Our school is just across the street from the snack street, not far away." Pei Chen put his cheek in one hand, his eyes drooping, "I seemed to see you looking for a house just now. Sister An Xiang prepared Are you moving?"

She smiled embarrassedly, scratched her face and said, "The place where I live may be demolished, so I am going to buy a house here. It will be convenient for Momo to go to school if I settle down." But the idea seems too naive, how can it be so. It is easy to buy cheap and suitable houses.

If it doesn't work, close the milk tea shop and renovate the milk tea shop into a residence. As for the demolition, all the money will be saved for future living.

Pei Chen caught the distress in An Xiang's expression at a glance, his eyes lit up, and he immediately felt that he had an opportunity.

"Sister An Xiang, I... I have a few houses on my friend's side. If you don't dislike it, I can send them..." Before the delivery was finished, the next words were forcibly swallowed into the stomach.

Judging from An Xiang's personality, giving away a house easily is definitely not acceptable.

Pei Chen hurriedly changed his words, "I can ask my friend to sell it to you."

The Pei family is rich and houses and villas are scattered all over the world.

On his last birthday, Pei Yizhou graciously gave him a building, which was in the community opposite to the kindergarten, and sometimes he didn't bother to go home and live there.

As the old saying goes, the moon comes first near the water tower, and when he arranges his sweetheart to the opposite side, isn't a sweet relationship within reach?

Pei Chen opened his eyes and daydreamed about blue sky.

An Zimo glanced at him and suddenly said, "Will your friend agree?"

When the voice fell, Pei Chen smiled stiffly.

The friend he called the grandfather might, 80%, guess, enough, he would agree...

"It's okay." Pei Chen had a simple mind, and soon put his worries behind him, "I'll go back to discuss with my friend, sister An Xiang, you just wait for my good news."

After speaking, he didn't eat anymore. He carried his schoolbag and rushed out of the snack bar. The tall and tall figure disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye.

Silly.

An Zimo sarcastically, holding the spoon and sipping the soup.

An wanted to scratch his head in confusion, and couldn't help but sigh at his back: "Pei Chen has so many friends."

"..."

An Zimo is silent, this is also a silly lack.

***

Pei Chen rushed all the way to Huaxing Company, but Secretary Zhao did not dare to stop him, allowing him to rush into the chairman's office.

"Master—!"

Before the person arrives, the sound comes first.

Pei Yizhou, who was having a conference call, lost his voice and glanced at Pei Chen warningly.

He was quiet immediately, with his head high, his legs close together, and he stood obediently at the table.

"The construction map of the new area is not perfect enough. Let Xiao Li work overtime to change it again. I will get it next week." He tapped the Bluetooth headset, "Let's do this today. If you have any questions, please contact me directly."

At the end of the meeting, Pei Yizhou took off his headphones.

He slowly pinned the slipped cuffs up again, put his hands on the keyboard, and tapped again and again.

"Grandpa Grandpa." Pei Chen knew that this person was busy and didn't want to be long-winded, so he directly said what he wanted to say, "Can I sell a house in Lijing Jiangshan?"

Pei Yizhou frowned slightly, and instantly raised his eyes: "Selling a house?"

Pei Chen blinked his eyes in a panic, "Sell or sell to my friends. Their family is going to be demolished and they can't find a house for a while, and... Lijing Jiangshan is also close to our school. We can still keep company every day."

"Fart." Pei Yizhou's face was cold, thin lips faintly uttered two words.

Pei Chen was taken aback for a moment, and then he said: "Please don't talk dirty, I'm still a minor."

He knocked on the last period, carefully saved the document, and closed the computer with a clatter, his eyes were forcing: "Please tell me who you want to sell the house to."

Pei Chen did not change his words: "Friend."

Pei Yizhou asked: "How much are you going to sell."

Pei Chen had no idea about money since he was a child. He closed his eyes and pondered for a long time before tentatively saying a number: "Three or three million?"

Pei Yizhou smiled.

Was angrily laughed.

He lazily leaned on a soft office chair, folded his hands together, rubbed his fingertips back and forth, mockingly: "Pei Chen, I think you are really in your head. The house in Lijing Jiangshan was also in the worst of the real estate industry. Can sell for one hundred thousand one square, now you want to sell three million to others?"

Lijing Jiangshan now belongs to the school district. It is the best in terms of location and location. Housing prices have risen and then risen, and ordinary people simply cannot afford to live.

In the end, he wanted to sell his three million yuan to others.

Pei Chen bowed his head and stunned, afraid to speak.

"What kind of woman can fascinate you like this?"

Pei Chen's voice was humming: "Diao...beautiful woman."

Pei Yizhou was speechless.

He knew that Pei Chen's Yan control was serious, but he didn't expect it to be that way.

"I heard that she was divorced and brought children?"

Pei Chen hurriedly corrected: "No divorce! Grandpa, don't talk nonsense!"

Pei Yizhou: "..."

This kid is still after the man/wife! ?

Want to be a third party at a young age? Freedom of love is not such a free law.

Pei Yizhou felt his temples throbbing, and could not help but press hard with his fingertips, which was relieved.

Let go for a moment, and look at Pei Chen again: "Well, let's ask this girl out, and I will chat with her alone."

This sentence was so sudden that he had to make Pei Chen doubt his purpose, and suddenly looked wary: "What are you going to do? You don't want to give her five million and let her leave me? I tell you it is impossible! Don't even think about anything!"

"..." He paused, as if suddenly thinking of something, and said, "...You bought the few domineering presidential novels hidden in my study?"

Fuck!

It was discovered!

Pei Chen blushed and dared not speak.

"Don't worry, even if our family has a lot of money, we won't throw cheques." Pei Yizhou is not interested in the personal hobbies of his grandson, every word, in a low voice, "I just want to know if this lady is worth it, if she really has anything Difficulties, I will naturally not be stingy." The man looked down, and did not change his face when he told a lie.

Pei Chen is too innocent, to be more silly.

Pei Yizhou will not restrict the freedom of children most of the time, but if anyone really wants to use him and deceive him, he will not sit idly by as an elder.

What kind of woman, and what kind of means, can fascinate a stupid great-grandson like this?

Haven't divorced yet, and have children.

It's incredible and outrageous.