Reborn 1980: Cannon fodder mother changes her life against fate

When Song Mingze went home in the evening, he heard the nanny Xiao Xu eagerly announce the good news. His serious face melted like a thousand years of ice, and a scorching smile bloomed.

Lu Chuyao noticed movement in the small study room upstairs and immediately ran down the stairs. Before he could even get down the escalator, he saw her husband's black eyes bursting with astonishing luster and joy.

She instantly became unhappy and said coquettishly, "Xiao Xu~, you are so quick with your mouth."

This kind of surprise was supposed to come to her, but she was preempted and half the fun was lost.

Song Mingze held his forehead helplessly and stepped forward to hug his wife's thin belt. She sat down next to the sofa and asked, "Has your son talked to you on the phone?"

Lu Chuyao, whose attention was diverted, said, "I talked on the phone in the morning and happened to meet the postman to deliver the admission letter. Your son was very happy and said he would come back next week."

"For such a big event, we must hold a banquet to entertain the guests. In addition, our parents must be brought over, and your brother and sister-in-law must also be notified." Grandma passed away, and there are no relatives in the Song family. For Song Mingze, his wife's parents are his Close relatives.

Lu Chuyao rested his head on her husband's shoulder and said with a sly smile, "I called my parents in the morning. I was very happy. I couldn't help it so many times before, but today I took the initiative to pack my bags and come over."

Song Mingze shook his head with a smile, then placed a kiss on the top of his wife's hair, and said in a warm and magnetic voice: "When will the two elders leave, I will send someone to pick them up."

"He said it would take a few days to finish taking care of the chickens and ducks at home before he can come over."

In mid-July, Song Zhiyu returned to the compound carrying a backpack and carrying a suitcase.From the guards standing guard at the gate of the military region to the family members of the military region leaders, everyone who saw him smiled and congratulated him, looking at him with admiring, loving and envious eyes, wishing he was their own son.

Song Zhiyu entered the house politely.

After handing the luggage to Xiao Xu, he raised his hand to rub his sore cheeks and faced his mother who was gracefully holding the handle of the coffee cup, "Mom, I'm back"!

Lu Chuyao stretched out one hand and gave his son a big hug, "Welcome home, my precious son."

He let go of his son's arm, stared at the handsome face in front of him for a while, and commented, "You're a little tanned. Didn't you use the sunscreen I prepared for you?"

"A good tan makes you look more manly." Inheriting his mother's good genes, he has never been able to tan since he was a child. His skin is milky white and he is envied by everyone wherever he goes.God knows, he loves his father's healthy wheat color even more.

"By the way, I brought you gifts. The whole suitcase is full of gifts." He knocked down the upright suitcase and laid it flat, opened the zipper, and took out the souvenirs and luxury goods bought in the Nordic countries one by one.

The first is a brand-name bag for my mother, a Birkin bag for casual parties, a bottle of Grandma’s classic perfume, and a set of skin care products.

Lu Chuyao liked that bag the most. He happily held his son's beautiful face and chewed it twice.

"Sister Xu, I brought this for you, see if you like it." It's a silk scarf, a niche brand from France, and the design is very stylish.

Xiao Xu didn't expect that he also had a gift. He was so happy that he kept thanking the young master. He hugged the silk scarf and wanted to try it on on the spot.

The gifts for my father were a leather wallet and a brooch. The brooch was the most expensive, and it was inlaid with diamonds and colorful gems.

Others include souvenirs for grandparents and close friends.

Lu Chuyao looked at the gift boxes on the coffee table and couldn't help but joke, "Do you still have money on you?"

Song Zhiyu sat cross-legged on the carpet, spread his hands, shrugged and said, "Not a penny left."

Then he stood up quickly, sat down next to his mother, put his arm around her shoulders and said, "I will continue to trouble my dear mother to raise my son. Don't worry, I will definitely be able to end my career of nibbling on the elderly by my second year at the latest."

"Follow me." Lu Chuyao patted his son's knee, stood up and walked to the stairs first. When he walked around the luggage on the floor, he called to the kitchen, "Xiao Xu, please pack your luggage later." Go to Xiaoyu’s room.”

She walked up the stairs, entered the private study room between her and her husband, and "closed the door."

"Oh", he did as he was told. Not knowing what his mother wanted to do, Song Zhiyu had to sit down obediently.

There was a navy blue leather suitcase in the fifth row of the large bookcase against the wall. The suitcase had a combination lock. After unlocking it, Lu Chuyao took out a bank card from it.

Meeting her son's puzzled gaze, she handed over the card and said, "No, I have prepared a college education fund for you a long time ago."

Song Zhiyu took the card, turned it over, and repeated his mother's words, "University education fund?"

"Yes, all the expenses for four years of college are all spent on it, a total of fifty thousand." After saying that, he sat down, crossed his legs and leaned into the comfortable leather chair.

She had a leisurely posture and a soft voice. She looked at her son's surprised expression and smiled slightly, "With our family's background, I don't need you to go to college to learn from others, or to do a part-time job on a whim, just study well."

"But, the education fund you saved for me is too much. Twenty thousand is enough for all my college expenses."

"The remaining money should be regarded as entrepreneurial capital. If you don't want to start a business, just invest it." Lu Chuyao thought deeply. She didn't want her son to know nothing about money management.

Even if the investment fails, it is better than knowing nothing.

Holding the bank card in hand, Song Zhiyu slowly walked out of the study and returned to his room.

He fell back onto the soft bed and stared at the white ceiling, his mind still digesting what his mother had just said.

After a long moment, he chuckled, turned over and buried his head in the pillow.

God, God, thank you for giving me a good birth.

These years of travel have allowed him to see too much of the world, including dense clusters of flowers and the most tragic sufferings in the world.The tragedies caused by poverty and ignorance made him feel sad.

In this way, he is even more fortunate to have such a wonderful native family.

After Song Mingze brought his father-in-law and mother-in-law over, he held a school-opening banquet for his son without stopping. He decorated the best restaurant in the city and entertained friends from all over.

Song Zhiyu's teachers suddenly realized how powerful their students were, no, it should be said how tough his family background was, when they suddenly met all the big leaders in the business, government and military circles.

In her third year of high school, Ms. Lu was mostly present at Song Zhiyu’s parent-teacher conferences.Teachers of various subjects only thought that Song Zhiyu's family was rich, but they never expected that they were not only rich, but also extremely powerful.

After the opening party, Song Zhiyu discussed with his parents that he wanted to take a driver's license test.

Although he hasn't officially celebrated his birthday yet, according to the date on his ID card (which is wrong), he is old enough to take the driver's license test.

Song Mingze certainly supports his son learning to drive. In his opinion, being able to drive is one of the basic skills of a man.