Volume 9, Chapter 20 (End) Chapter 612: Soup Made by Duan Jiabao’s Mother
"It is only natural to pay back your debts!"
"It is unjust to refuse to pay a debt so arrogantly!"
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When Yuan Xudong accompanied Duan Jiabao back to her home, the first thing they saw was a debt-collecting banner hanging on the courtyard wall. The gate of the courtyard was also splashed with red paint, with the same debt-collecting slogan written on it.
Yuan Xudong helped Duan Jiabao pull the suitcase. When they walked into the yard, they heard a woman crying loudly in the villa:
"Oh, this life is unbearable!"
Hearing his mother's loud crying, Duan Jiabao hurried into the house. Yuan Xudong waited outside the door. When the crying stopped, he pulled Duan Jiabao's suitcase into the room. The living room was in a mess, with sofas, TVs and other things lying on the floor. A middle-aged woman with a charming appearance was sitting on the floor with bare feet. She held Duan Jiabao's hands and choked up:
"Baby, we have nothing left. Even this house has been mortgaged to the bank. We have no place to live..."
At this time, Duan Jiabao comforted her:
"It's okay, Mom. I have good news for you. I found a boyfriend. He's rich. We..."
"real?"
Hearing that her daughter had finally found a boyfriend, Mother Duan burst into tears of joy and said:
"Baby, this is great. Not only have you grown so fat, but you also love to eat so much. I thought you would never get married!"
"Mom, my boyfriend is here, he's just..."
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"We're here, Yuan Xudong, wake up quickly, why are you so sleepy?"
"arrive?"
After being woken up by Duan Jiabao, Yuan Xudong was still a little confused. He looked at the villa area outside the car window and asked:
"How long have I been asleep?"
"It's been almost two hours, and you've already fallen asleep since you got out of the airport. Seriously, how can you sleep so well?"
"I was so exhausted last night. Jiang Xiaoguo and the other two teamed up to deal with me alone. Do you know how tiring it was?"
Yuan Xudong laughed, Duan Jiabao rolled her eyes at him, and when the taxi driver parked the car, she got out immediately. Yuan Xudong walked down the driveway from another door:
"I just had a dream. I dreamed that you told your mother that I was your boyfriend. Isn't that interesting?"
"Bah, where's the fun in that?"
Duan Jiabao spat lightly and took out the suitcase from the trunk of the taxi. Yuan Xudong took it and said with a smile:
“Leave it to me!”
Duan Jiabao handed the suitcase to Yuan Xudong, and after paying the taxi fare, she took Yuan Xudong to a villa not far away.
From a distance, Duan Jiabao's villa was quite large, with a big yard. There were no debt collection banners hung on the outer wall or the gate, nor were there any red paint splashed on them. Everything in front of him looked quite normal. Yuan Xudong followed Duan Jiabao with a suitcase. When they walked into the yard, the first thing they saw was the most conspicuous open-air swimming pool. The water in the pool was very clear and clean.
Yuan Xudong pulled the suitcase and followed Duan Jiabao towards the villa. When passing by the swimming pool, he couldn't help but take a look.
Sometimes, Yuan Xudong always felt that his thoughts were different from those of ordinary people. For example, now, seeing such a large swimming pool filled with water in Duan Jiabao's house, Yuan Xudong couldn't help but think of his teacher's teachings that we should save water. Should the poor save water and give it to the rich for swimming?
The water in this swimming pool may be the water consumption of an average family for half a year or even a year. Is it that the poor save water, or other resources, such as electricity, and then waste it on the rich?
There are other kinds of education, such as one should not be vain, one should not compare oneself with others, one should serve the motherland and the people when one grows up, one should be the successor of something, one should be the little flower of the motherland, and so on. And then when one really grows up, it seems that the reality is just the opposite, with crazy involution, and one can only stand firm in the environment called society by stepping on others. And as for things like hard work and struggle, what are one struggling for all one's life, and what are one struggling for?
A commercial house, a car, and a small amount of savings, this is probably the result of many people's life struggles, but are they living happily? Do they feel happy?
You have to work hard and voluntarily do overtime. Even if your parents pass away, you only have a few days of statutory leave. What is the point of living such a hard life?
We work hard all our lives, it takes twenty years to study, and then thirty or forty years to work. If we can make it to retirement without any illness or disaster, it will be better for the elderly with pensions. As for those without pensions, or those with very little pensions, their lives will not be easy. Except for a few people who are reborn well, what are most people doing in this world?
Some people are born in Rome, and some are born to be Romans' cattle and horses. In such a crazy involutionary environment, the most important thing is no longer people, but capital and various economic indicators. For the prosperity of the economy, everyone must work hard, or strive hard. Life is only once, so why should we compete with others?
Because some people don't want you to stop working. You used to be a ten thousand yuan household, then a millionaire, and so on, but what about now?
What is a millionaire? A house? Or a house in a small county town?
It is always difficult for ordinary people to earn enough money to retire without working, because money is always depreciating. If the former millionaire kept his money in the bank and wanted to live comfortably, he must be very sad now. He worked hard to save money all his life, and the money is still there, but it seems like someone has stolen it again?
What exactly is a human being?
Demographic dividend, human mine, aging population and so on, these terms must have defined the question of what people are. They are resources, a very good resource, a high-quality resource that can be regulated and regenerated, can be produced, can be consumed, and so on, just like a commodity, but what they sell is not themselves, but their own time and services. Of course, in some dark places, there are also people who sell themselves, they may be them, voluntarily or involuntarily.
In short, this world is very complicated, just like a forest. Survival of the fittest is always the eternal truth. Although it is not very obvious, it is essentially like this. Some people live very well, 20% of people occupy 80% of the resources, or even more, and the remaining 20%, or even fewer resources, make about 80%, or even more people compete with each other. A big circle is wrapped in a small circle, and it goes on and on. Everyone wants to step on others to jump into a bigger circle. This kind of involutionary behavior has a very inspiring rhetoric, and that is to work hard and strive!
But even if everyone works hard and strives, there will always be someone to farm, clean the streets, etc., right?
These people work very hard , but their income is meager. As for their social status, although they don't say it, don't we all know what the actual situation is like?
Fairness, what is fairness?
There is no such thing as fairness in this world. It is a word created by human beings themselves. Just like what some students said on the Internet, they said that they graduated from college and started working, but their salary was not as much as that of migrant workers. What is the subtext?
He thinks this is unfair, as either his salary is too low or the salaries of migrant workers are too high. But the question is, why doesn't he become a migrant worker?
The reason is simple. They are afraid of hardship, or feel it is embarrassing. After all, they are college students. How can they do the job of migrant workers?
Intellectual workers always have an inherent prejudice against manual laborers. This is because the social environment has affected people's cognition. Labor is not the most glorious thing, making money is. The population is too large, the labor force is cheap, and the price is low, so people naturally don't pay much attention to it. If you can earn more than 10,000 yuan a month by sweeping the streets, will college students dislike being a cleaner?
There are also some graduates from famous universities who do not go into high-tech fields. Instead, they take the examinations for civil service, employment, or to enter the financial circle, etc. They are willing to do things like become an art teacher or physical education teacher in an elementary school, or work on an assembly line in a cigarette factory. Why?
PhDs working as urban management officers, cigarette factories recruiting workers from prestigious universities for assembly lines, these news are not uncommon. If we have to sum it up in one sentence, it would be that it's nice to be under a big tree, and a stable job is so good, right?
A sick society and sick people are like a certain art academy. Maybe they are too idle, or maybe it is a cultural invasion. The underworld aesthetic advocated by those so-called chosen ones is simply shocking. What they call fashion is simply wrong!
The worship of foreign things has penetrated deeply into the bones. Everything is based on Western standards. Those who are loyal are usually butchers, and those who are unfaithful are usually scholars. Those who enjoy the best educational resources in the country do not think about how to serve the motherland and promote Chinese culture, but instead do those things?
Ballet, cha-cha, tango, etc. Apart from these Western things, what else can you do as an Eastern person?
The five thousand years of national culture of our motherland is not as good as the ambiguous dance of those bandits?
Of course, we can’t blame all the top students, because they are students of experts and professors. The teacher teaches the students, one is good at teaching, and the other is good at learning. I don’t know since when, experts and professors have become derogatory terms. Ordinary people find it annoying when they see them, because they always say something amazing, just like a master said this in a motivational speech:
"If you can get into a university in such-and-such city, then you can pick any woman from such-and-such province!"
"If you can get into a good university abroad, then you can pick any woman in this country!"
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In these inspirational words, students are encouraged to study hard, get into a good university in the future, preferably a foreign university, and then what? Not to contribute to the motherland, but women and money. What he said is very true, but also very vulgar. Is this an expert? A teacher who can say such words shows his vulgar nature. Perhaps his wallet is too thick, the welfare benefits are too good, and the women are too beautiful, which makes him feel a sense of self-superiority as a high-quality male. Then he spoke nonsense on important occasions, and finally a student took the microphone and refuted him directly in front of him, saying that he worships foreign things and is vulgar, and won the applause of the whole room!
I don’t know what the final outcome will be. Will the expert lose face and his job, or will the brave young man who slayed the dragon be punished?
After all, he was accused of being disrespectful to his teachers, and was asked to follow all the rules. Could the dragon-slaying boy say that he did nothing wrong?
Putting aside what the expert said, was the young man who slayed the dragon completely innocent?
Let’s put aside what the expert said!
Let’s put aside what the expert said!
Let’s put aside what the expert said!
Important words must be said three times. Of course, these are Yuan Xudong's unusual ideas. He followed Duan Jiabao into her big villa. Looking at the luxuriously decorated living room, Yuan Xudong couldn't help but sigh that the difference between people is really a world of difference. Some people live in the basement, while others struggle all their lives for a house of dozens of square meters. The loan can be taken out until the age of eighty. Don't mention it, this service is really thoughtful. I just don't know if I can get a loan for a hundred years in the future and pay it back together in the first hundred years.
But the living room of Duan Jiabao's house is more than 100 square meters, with a full set of foreign imported furniture. It is impossible for an ordinary person to own such a house in his lifetime. The temptations of modern society are everywhere, such as houses, cars, etc. No wonder those young and beautiful girls like rich people. They don't care about their fathers or even grandfathers, as long as they have money. It's a big sacrifice. It's a pity that some rich people are very bad, so those young and beautiful girls end up with nothing.
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"Hey, baby?"
Seeing Duan Jiabao coming back, Duan's father was not very surprised. He shouted towards the kitchen:
"Honey, the baby is back!"
"Oh my, it's time for the baby to come back!"
Mother Duan came out of the kitchen carrying a pot of soup and said with a smile:
"Mom just prepared the meal!"
“Dad, Mom!”
Seeing his parents and the food on the table, Duan Jiabao said blankly:
"Where is Aunt Wang?"
"Oh, Aunt Wang's son is going to take the high school entrance exam, so I asked her to go back and be with the child!"
Mother Duan smiled and then looked at Yuan Xudong and asked:
“Who is…?”
"Hello, Auntie. I'm Dabao's good friend. My name is Yuan Xudong. You and Uncle can just call me Xiao Yuan!"
"good friend?"
Duan's mother glanced at Yuan Xudong, and Duan's father was also secretly looking at him. They knew very well who Duan Jiabao's friends were. How could they not have any impression of such a handsome boy?
Directly in front of Yuan Xudong, Duan's mother touched Duan Jiabao with her shoulder and said half-jokingly and half-seriously:
"Baby, this is your first time bringing a boy home. Is he your boyfriend?"
"Wh, what boyfriend?"
Duan Jiabao couldn't help but rolled his eyes at his mother and said:
"I don't like him. He is very narcissistic and shameless. Moreover, he likes..."
“I love soup!”
Before Duan Jiabao could continue to dismantle her own stage, Yuan Xudong interrupted her and said:
"This soup smells so good, auntie, can I have a taste?"
"Really?"
Hearing Yuan Xudong say this, Mother Duan immediately said happily:
"Come on, I'll serve you a bowl. How does it taste?"
"Thank you, auntie!"
"You're welcome. Come on, drink it while it's hot!"
Mother Duan served Yuan Xudong a bowl of steaming radish and pork ribs soup. At this time, Duan Jiabao and Father Duan looked at Yuan Xudong with very strange eyes. I don’t know if it was Yuan Xudong’s illusion, but he actually felt that their eyes were pitying him?
Yuan Xudong sat down at the dining table and began to drink his soup. Just after taking a sip, Duan's mother couldn't wait to ask:
"How is the soup? Is it delicious?"
Yuan Xudong looked up at her and nodded seriously:
“Very delicious!”
As he spoke, Yuan Xudong stood up and served Duan Jiabao a large bowl of pork rib soup and said with a smile:
"Dabao, isn't radish and pork ribs soup your favorite? Come, try it quickly, it's really delicious!"
"Thank you!"
Duan Jiabao smiled with gritted teeth, and Yuan Xudong also smiled slightly and said:
"You're welcome, why don't you try it?"
“Hehehe~~”
Duan Jiabao narrowed her eyes and smiled. She and Yuan Xudong sat on one side of the dining table. Duan's father and mother sat opposite them. Duan Jiabao was drinking the radish and pork ribs soup made by her mother while kicking Yuan Xudong under the table. Yuan Xudong was not to be outdone. He was drinking the dark radish and pork ribs soup made by Duan Jiabao's mother while twisting Duan Jiabao's thigh with his hands under the table.
He just didn't expect that a woman who looked so gentle like Duan Jiabao's mother would have such poor cooking skills. Ding Yixuan at home is better. She is so young and beautiful, can cook well, and likes to do housework. I wonder what she is doing at home now?
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On the other side, in the house rented by Yuan Xudong, Ding Yixuan, as he called her, was writing the beginning of a new novel on her laptop. Just as Yuan Xudong once said, the heroine and the hero ended up living together by accident...
