You make money, I spend it, the rich stepmother is happy

"Xiao Qi, don't be afraid, I'll find him for you."

As if encouraged, Qi Shaobai turned his eyes to his silent father.

Qi Moyu chuckled and asked directly, "Okay, what gift do you want?"

Qi Shaobai was stunned.

As long as he can remember, he has never received a gift from his father.

Seeing that the reminder gift was effective, Sheng Mumu showed joy, and quickly pushed Qi Shaobai with his elbow.

Make a plan:

"Hurry up, your dad agrees, make a bold wish, and ask him a small goal first."

Qi Shaobai was skeptical, looked at his father, "Can I really choose?"

The handsome and calm man's eyes gradually softened, and his voice was calm and firm: "Yes, yes."

After hesitating for a few seconds, Qi Shaobai spoke after deliberating:

"I want a... watch."

Qi Mo answered: "Okay, what do you want—"

"I want it, Dad, your first watch." Qi Shaobai interrupted Qi Mo's unfinished sentence with anticipation in his eyes.

At the same time, a memory flashed in my mind——

A few years ago, he accidentally saw his father's watch cabinet.

There is a watch, which is not an expensive brand such as Patek Philippe, Vacheron Constantin, and Piaget that are commonly seen in watch cabinets.

But it was solemnly placed alone in a drawer by my father.

Qi Shaobai pressed curiosity, but just remembered the appearance of that watch.

Later, when I was flipping through a magazine, I saw an exclusive interview with my dad.

In the foldout illustration, there is a picture of Dad leading the start-up team of the group to NASDAQ to ring the bell.

In the photo, it is the mechanical watch that looks inconspicuous on Dad's wrist.

Qi Shaobai took advantage of the opportunity that Dong Tezhu came to the school to attend the parent meeting, and asked Dong Tezhu about it.

Dong Tezhu has been with Qi Mo for many years, so he naturally knows the story of that watch, and said with admiration:

"That watch, I've heard Mr. Qi say that it was the first watch that Mr. Qi bought when he earned his first pot of gold."

"During the years when the Qi family grew stronger, Mr. Qi always wore it whenever he attended important occasions."

"I guess, Qi always has to remind himself not to forget the original intention, and remember the hardships of creating a career bit by bit. Mr. Qi is really my idol in life!"

These images flashed through Qi Shaobai's mind.

Thinking back to the present moment, a little uneasiness arises spontaneously in my heart.

Wouldn't it be nice to ask for this watch that means so much to Dad as a gift?

I just said it out of impulse.

Now I suddenly regret my quick talk.

While feeling annoyed, Qi Shaobai heard his father's deep voice.

"Okay, go back and get it for you."

The boy's eyes widened slowly, unable to hide his excitement.

Sitting in the car home, he was still looking forward to it, and his excitement was not halved.

I don't want to be too happy and appear childish.

He stuffed the earphones into his ears and clicked on the words that must be memorized in the college entrance examination.

Listen to English to calm down the excitement.

Sure enough, as he expected, it worked quite well.

After only 10 minutes of listening, the eyelids start to fight.

With arms folded, he leaned back in the seat, tilted his head, and closed his heavy eyelids.

Return to Xiyu Yueting.

Qi Shaobai held the watch he just got from his father, and looked at it again and again.

I carefully tried it on my wrist, and worried that it would be damaged by bumps, so I took it off before buckling it up, and put it lightly in the cabinet.

Clear out one layer of drawers separately.

Put the watch from dad and the tie from Sheng Mumu side by side.

Satisfied and closed the drawer, there was a muffled knock on the door.

Qi Shaobai raised his eyebrows in doubt.

The sound of Sheng Mumu knocking on his door is usually clear and short, two very cheerful sounds.

Steward Zhang knocked on the door of his room, knocking slowly, accompanied by the phrase "Master".

Now this kind, there is no human voice, and there is only a steady knock on the door.

Who is it?

Open the door.

Seeing the visitor, Qi Shaobai was slightly taken aback.

The tone is a little surprised:

"dad."

Qi Mo was no longer wearing a daytime suit shirt, but a light gray cardigan with black short sleeves inside. He stood by the door with a relaxed posture, which was quite different from his usual silent and majestic image.

Qi Shaobai looked down.

I saw my dad holding a set of six cans of beer.

The beer was cold, and the water droplets on the can rolled along the outer edge and fell towards the floor.

The moment the water drops hit the ground.

A mellow voice came:

"You're an adult, would you like to have a drink with me?"

Qi Shaobai raised his eyes abruptly, and was dazed for a few seconds, a ray of imperceptible emotion flashed across the young man's unruly and clear eyes.

Because of the surprise, the breathing was stagnant.

The lower jaw raised slightly, then dropped again.

He nodded, and replied in a tone between a boy and an adult man, "Okay."

A simple two-sentence dialogue quickly formed a tacit understanding between the pair of "father and son".

Qi Shaobai knew that this was the real adult gift his father had prepared for him.

……

In the past, Qi Mo didn't have the habit of celebrating festivals, and he rarely used certain behaviors to give special meaning to a certain day.

until a few days ago.

Before going to bed one night, he saw Sheng Mumu flicking his phone in distress, muttering to himself:

"Confused, so tangled, what kind of gift would the brat like..."

"It will definitely not work if you don't send it."

"What to give? I'm so tangled, so tangled..."

Sheng Mumu rested her chin, looked at her chin with her fingers, and thought seriously.

At that moment, Qi Mo suddenly realized.

Now, as Qi Shaobai's "dad", shouldn't he also give something to show on the coming-of-age ceremony?

Like her, live an ordinary day with a sense of ritual.

Almost just for a moment.

Just decide what to use as a gift.

Qi Mo recalled his own.

On the day he came of age, Qi's father and Qi's mother went out of town temporarily because they had to take care of their sick relatives, and he stayed at home alone.

On the way home, I passed the canteen at the entrance of the alley.

He originally only wanted to buy a bottle of mineral water, but his attention was attracted by the beer in the freezer.

When checking out, he accidentally picked up two cans and put them on the counter.

Go home and climb up to the roof.

The roof of the old residential area has the smell of dry cement bricks.

Just the evening breeze, the smell of bricks, and the smell of food wafting up from the people downstairs.

He drank two cans of beer in one gulp.

He raised his hand towards the dark night sky, as if clinking glasses.

In my heart, I said to my parents and sisters who have passed away:

"After today, I'm eighteen. Don't worry, don't worry about it."

……

His thoughts were brought back to reality by the sound of Qi Shaobai closing the bedroom door.

The gloom in Qi Mo's pupils gradually dissipated, and the tails of his eyes were slightly raised.

Facing the balcony on the second floor, he raised his sharp and clear jaw.

He stepped forward, holding the beer with slightly bent fingers, and said to Qi Shaobai:

"Come on, boy."