Nouveau riche love story

When Shang Xiaochen returned home, he laid himself on the big bed to lay his dead body. Recently, he was probably too tired. Every time he came home, he felt sleepy as soon as he touched the bed.

Chen Jing'an stood by the window and drew the curtains. The curtains were thickened to block out light, and the whole room fell into a hazy blur.

After pulling off the corners of the quilt, the two of them put on a bit, and lay down on the bed, creating a quiet place in this bustling environment.

When they opened their eyes again, the room was already plunged into pitch darkness. Chen Jing'an moved his body quietly, and heard the person lying beside him mumble, "What time is it?"

He took a look at the mobile phone stuffed under the pillow and replied, "It's 09:30."

Shang Xiaochen struggled out of the confinement of the bed, yawned, and turned on the bedside lamp, "No wonder I'm hungry."

The tone of the light is very soft, so as not to make the two people who just woke up feel dazzling, and the light with a little pink tone makes people feel gentle and tender.

Shang Xiaochen glanced at the man next to him who had woken up from a daze, his carved face, against the backdrop of the light, showed a rare laziness.

Frankly speaking, Chen Jing'an's facial features are actually rather cold and hard. If he deliberately shaped them, he would be a tough guy from the screen image, but he has a warm and moist aura all over his body, which weakens his cold and hard appearance.

Today's Shang Xiaochen Liu Hai puts on a sweater, and when he looks at others with harmless eyes, it makes people feel clean and pure.

"What's the matter?" He realized that he was also looking at him, and asked.

"It's nothing, I think of the story of the small pink lanterns that were popular in various regions of China in the 90s."

Shang Xiaochen leaned sideways and listened to him quietly.

"In those days, there was a popular place called hair washing room. There were well-dressed girls sitting in it. It was said that it was a haircutting business. The door was not opened during the day, but at night, a small pink lamp was lit to open the door and wait for customers. It was called a hair washing room, but There is not even a comb or scissors in the room."

Shang Xiaochen couldn't figure out what the so-called girl in the shampoo room with the little pink lamps doing for a living.

He lay on the pillow and smiled: "I was only four years old in 1990, so naturally I am not as old as Dr. Chen, and I have seen a lot."

Chen Jing'an glared at him, then hooked the man's neck and pulled him over, and kissed him twice until he couldn't breathe before letting him go.

At dinner time, the two of them wrapped their bags tightly and went out to eat Zhusheng noodles. It is a noodle dish that was introduced from Guangdong to Macau. It still retains a good tradition here.The noodles are repeatedly squeezed by hand with bamboo liters, smooth and chewy, full of toughness.

To serve a bowl of signature shrimp lo mein, the noodles are topped with a large amount of shrimp, topped with a spoonful of lard, so that the aroma of lard penetrates into the noodles by the heat, so that when you eat it while it is hot, from the tip of the tongue to the stomach to the heart, every bite is delicious. Satisfied taste, enjoyable!

Take a spoonful of soup and slide it from your mouth to your stomach, instantly magnifying your sense of happiness countless times.

Shang Xiaochen couldn't help but think of the saying "Choose a city to live forever" that he had read before. If he can do this, he must settle in a small city with countless delicacies, and there are all kinds of authentic foods from all over the country.

This is probably not a particularly famous shop, there are seven to eight adults sitting in the small shop, they are sitting at a table for two in the corner, sucking noodles, Shang Xiaochen still looks like a young college student.

Shang Xiaochen is actually a son of a rich family, not the kind of rich family that is upstart, who was the pioneer force of the founding of the new China a few generations ago.

It's just that their family is not very persistent in politics, and insists that their ancestors be in politics for generations. After working in government agencies for a few years, Father Shang still feels that he wants to go home and start a business.

Father Shang is a good leader of a government agency. He suddenly told Grandpa Shang that he would resign and start a business, and then threw himself into the army in the early 90s regardless of his own safety.

The price at the beginning was getting two slaps on the face from Grandpa Shang and kicking him out of the house without saying anything.

It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance in all ages, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. It is much more difficult for a person with fine skin and tender flesh who has never suffered hardship to start from the grassroots level, than a person from an ordinary family.

This is not discrimination based on status. The workers who are used to moving bricks move bricks, and the young master Jingui moves bricks. Naturally, it is not a mentality.

At this age, Shang Hao suddenly understands that the family wanted him to inherit his father's career.

But he himself came from a disobedient family, so he naturally understands that people are different and everyone has their own dreams, so he has never forced Ji Feiyun and Shang Yunjie to do what he wants in these years.

As long as they want to go out to pick up trash, Shang Hao won't say anything.

It's just that the appearance of Shang Xiaochen, a good boy, still has a great temptation for him. A person who is too good is like plasticine that can be played with. Even if his mentality is for the good of his son, Shan Ye has to admit that he A little selfish in this matter.

While eating noodles, Shang Xiaochen told Chen Jing'an about his father's family history, and talked about the differences between his adoptive parents and his biological father's raised children.

"My adoptive parents, I want to live a stable life. They don't care much about money. If they can work in a bank or some government agency, or be a teacher or a doctor, they will have the best life in sight."

Wang's father and Wang's mother only think that those jobs are "decent", but they really don't know these things hidden under the clean and sunny appearance.

I have never been in that industry, and ideally I always feel that the place is cleaner.

People have different ways of raising children. Some parents are like the old saying, "I know what you want to do when you wag your tail." Some parents prefer to raise their children and let them go outside by themselves. As long as it doesn't cause trouble at home.

Chen Jing'an didn't know how to answer such a topic. His mother left early, and the father didn't pay attention to it. Naturally, he couldn't be compared with Shang Xiaochen's adoptive parents or biological father, so he just listened.

"This bowl is a bit small for me." Someone rubbed his stomach and asked Chen Jingan for another bowl with obvious words.

Chen Jing'an didn't want him to eat too much, so he stretched out his hand to pull him up, and said to him, "Let's go, I'll take you to eat egg tarts."

It's the end of January, and the night wind is blowing on the body, even if you wear thick clothes, you still feel chills.

Shang Xiaochen carried a plastic bag of egg tarts and followed him on the street, the air was filled with the smell of cream and milk tea from the cake shop.

The sweet smell rushed into the nostrils and enveloped the person, making this ordinary and bustling street a bit more romantic.