The next morning.
Chen Pingsheng drove his porsche panamera, taking his family to see the Tiananmen flag-raising ceremony.
People from his Father Chen's generation have a special feeling for the flag-raising ceremony.
Watching the motherland become increasingly prosperous, their eyes well up with tears.
This is actually very normal. For people born in the 1980s like him, apart from going hungry for two out of three days when they were born, they didn't really suffer too much hardship.
After all, the country had already started the reform and opening-up policy by then.
It was different for the generation of Chen Pingsheng's grandfather.
When the Japanese devils entered the village, Chen Pingsheng's grandfather hid in a haystack and was even stabbed a few times with a bayonet by the devils.
According to Chen Pingsheng's grandfather, he was just that close.
He was about to die in that devil massacre.
Being able to survive was purely good luck.
Reality is not like TV dramas; when the devils entered the village, no matter how much the strong men in the village resisted, the devils would shoot them one by one.
It was too gruesome to behold.
To this day, there is still a massacre memorial hall erected in their area.
When Chen Pingsheng was a child, the most he watched were anti-Japanese dramas. Nothing else, his parents just liked watching the devils get beaten.
Whether it was exaggerated or not didn't matter, as long as the devils were beaten and cried out.
Now the country is peaceful and in a state of prosperity.
All of this was exchanged by the ancestors who shed their blood and sacrificed their lives, using their bodies and rifles to fight against the enemy's advanced planes and cannons.
Looking at the flag-raising ceremony again now, Chen Jianjun unconsciously raised his hand.
He gave a standard military salute.
This was both his special Feelings about that era and a tribute to the ancestors.
Most of the generation of Chen Pingsheng's grandfather died fighting the Japanese devils.
This included his second grandpa, third grandpa, and others.
And many older generation relatives.
Without truly experiencing that period of history, it is difficult to imagine the tragedy of that special era.
So much so that later on, being a little hungry was nothing; being able to eat a full meal was happiness.
After watching the flag-raising ceremony, Chen Pingsheng took them to see the Forbidden City, the Great Wall, and other places.
Famous cultural buildings in Beijing.
The older generation likes to see these.
At noon, they also ate Beijing's famous Quanjude roast duck.
A full day of sightseeing was more tiring than working.
It wasn't until four in the afternoon that the family drove home.
A notice had already been sent out in the morning; everyone was coming to his house for dinner tonight, which was considered the official housewarming celebration.
Liu Fen and Song Huamin arrived relatively early, and Peng Ying and Chen Jianjun were very polite when receiving them.
After all, when they got married before, Song Yanxi really didn't ask for a single cent of betrothal gifts and even gave an additional 100,000 yuan as dowry.
It's also because of her body; she had many old ailments left over from her youth. At that time, she went to the hospital every few days, which completely emptied their savings.
Things only got better in recent years, and now seeing her son so successful, she is in a great mood and her illness seems to be improving faster.
Liu Fen was even more polite than her, mainly because.
This son-in-law from out of town has now become highly sought after.
With his current conditions, if he were to divorce, he could easily find someone even at eighteen years old.
Before thirty, the son relies on the father; after thirty, the father relies on the son.
Since his son has become successful, everyone is respectful and polite to Chen Jianjun.
This is the meaning of making money.
When Zhang Tao came, he was carrying a Huanghuali wood chair.
Lao Chen moved to a new house, he didn't have anything good to give, so he gave an executive chair.
Liu Jing gave a light luxury tea table, which also cost over 10,000 yuan.
As for Chen Hao and the others, they also gave various high-end furniture.
Now that he's received gifts, he will also have to return the favor when they move into their new homes.
Song Yanxi and her mother-in-law Peng Ying made four hot pots and six home-cooked dishes together.
In the middle of summer, spicy crayfish was naturally indispensable.
There was also the chopped chili fish head and stir-fried pork that South Province likes the most.
The dishes were extremely rich.
The family ate lively.
In the evening, Chen Jianjun also suggested going to a large restaurant tomorrow to host another table, mainly to invite Song Yanxi's relatives to gather.
His son had been alone in Beijing for so many years, and since he was here, he wanted to thank Song Family's relatives.
Liu Fen was naturally very happy to hear this.
Song Huamin was a bit embarrassed; how could he not understand what his in-laws meant?
However, Chen Pingsheng had been in Beijing for six years and had never received any benefit from them.
Instead, he received a lot of disdain.
Now that his in-laws proposed to invite their Song Family, he was clearly a little guilty.
Chen Pingsheng himself didn't feel much, mainly because his relationship with Song Yanxi was good.
Even if he received a lot of cold shoulders.
His wife never blamed him for a single word; on the contrary, she even scolded her relatives from her maiden home.
It's also good to have a chance to ease the relationship now.
In the evening, after Chen Qi helped tidy up the dishes and chopsticks, she specifically pulled her brother aside.
"Brother, tell me honestly, are you a billionaire now? Am I a billionaire's biological sister?"
"What are you thinking about? Let alone a billion, your brother doesn't even have a million now; he still owes two million for this house."
"Brother, then you're not doing well! You need to work hard and strive to have a net worth of over a billion yuan as soon as possible!"
Chen Pingsheng: "..."
What does that mean? You want me to work hard so you can just lie flat?
"I say, Chen Qi, what are you thinking about all day with that little brain of yours?"
"Isn't it just hoping you can become a big rich man soon?"
Chen Qi pulled him to sit under the old tree in the backyard. "Brother, you have a house now, and you don't lack cars or money. Will you have less motivation from now on?"
"Certainly not. This is just the beginning. With conditions like your brother's in Beijing, I'm not even considered a small ant. But what about you? What are you planning to do if you stay in Beijing from now on?"
"Sell fruit with you. What else can I do? My education level isn't high."
"Now you know your education level isn't high."
Chen Pingsheng lectured, "When you were studying before, I kept telling you to work hard, but you just let it go in one ear and out the other."
"Heh..." Chen Qi had a lot to say about this. "When you were studying before, didn't Da Jie tell you the same thing every day? Did you listen?"
Good heavens, the eldest doesn't talk about Lao San, and Lao San doesn't talk about Lao Si.
None of the family has a cultural gene.
Look at Chen Anan, she's wiggling her butt watching Teletubbies after dinner.
She probably inherited his excellent genes; studying probably can't be expected.
In the future, he can only find ways to leave her a few more houses. The days of collecting rent all day seem pretty good too.
Although Chen Qi said her brother was unreliable, she still admired him very much in her heart.
She had already thought it through; she would talk to her sister-in-law tomorrow.
She would work at the fruit store, without any special arrangements, starting as a stocker.
That's her capability right now.
Of course, if her brother were to directly arrange a job for her that was close to home, easy, and high-paying.
She would also happily agree.
It's not easy to have a brother to rely on. If she didn't rely on him, wouldn't she be a fool?
The next day at noon, Chen Pingsheng booked a private room at a large restaurant.
It was mainly to treat his wife's maiden family to a meal.
It wasn't appropriate not to gather since his parents rarely came.
Naturally, there were toasts and exchanges at the table.
The good words that were never heard before now flowed like a mighty river, continuous and unending.
For example, his mother-in-law, Liu Fen, stood up and patted her chest, saying righteously:
"From the first moment I saw Chen Pingsheng, I felt he was very promising."
Is she sure she's talking about me? Chen Pingsheng expressed confusion.
Liu Fen continued, "Later, he came to Beijing, and I clapped my hands and cheered. Why?
"Isn't this a fierce dragon crossing the river? For someone like him, it's a great mission bestowed upon this person, who must first... what was it again?"
"Suffer in his will." Song Huamin awkwardly chimed in. This old woman changes her face really quickly.
But change your face, just don't lose all sense of shame.
"Right, suffer in his will. What's the next line?"
"Toil in his sinews and bones."
"That's right, toil in his sinews and bones."
Liu Fen transformed into a wise old lady, continuously praising, "It's because of this that I didn't give him any help after he came to Beijing. I always gave absolute spiritual support.
"Everything was for the child."
Song Yanxi herself was dumbfounded; her mother could really say that.
She remembered her saying before that if Chen Pingsheng bought a house, she would even kneel down and apologize to him.
Now, she's giving a solo performance herself, forcefully explaining her years of cold indifference.
Only Song Wu at the table was the most embarrassed.
As a younger sister-in-law, let alone being her brother-in-law's intimate little cotton jacket.
It was already good not to poke him with needles.
Her mother's lines were spoken with conviction, and after forcefully landing and clearing the ground, don't leave her alone in the sea!
Liu Fen also subtly kicked her.
Apologize when you should, humble yourself quickly when you should.
It has to be admitted, the out-of-town son-in-law is no longer what he used to be.