[Rebirth] My junior confessed to me again
Chapter 17
When Lu Xiaolu heard her mother's questioning, she was not angry but sad.
What makes him sad is that when his honest parents received the money sent home from their son, the first thing they thought of was whether the money came from a legitimate source.
All they earn is odds and ends. Dad helps others repair household appliances, ranging from a few yuan to dozens of yuan. They have never received wages, and such a large income is even rarer.When they received money from their son for the first time, they were not happy, but puzzled.
Where did the money come from?How did my son, who was still in college, suddenly make so much money?
The days of poverty and low income have been too long, and when I get a good income at first, I dare not accept it.
Lu Xiaolu put the wad of money back into the cloth bag of his mother's cloth bag. He took a deep breath, suppressed the soreness in his heart, and said to his mother.
"Mom, don't worry, I earned all this money through formal channels. I didn't steal or rob it or break the law. You can save it at ease."
When Yu Caihua heard this, she was even more surprised: "What are you doing, you have earned so much money in just over a month?"
Lu Xiaolu: "I became a part-time model, and the income of models is very high."
"Model? I know the model, is it just walking around on the stage in strange clothes?" Yu Caihua knew it, but she couldn't imagine what her son would look like walking on the stage.
But Lu Xiaolu told her: "It's not a model walking around on the stage, it's a model who takes pictures of people."
"You can earn so much money by taking pictures of people?" Yu Caihua was anxious again. In her perception, taking pictures requires money. How can anyone hire someone to take pictures?
"Models can make money, because the models wear the clothes that the merchants want to sell. They wear the clothes to look good, and the merchants sell the clothes well. Of course, they will give the models money for taking pictures." Lu Xiaolu said very plainly, I also opened the shopping website, showed my mother many videos of models taking pictures, and told her: "Look, like this, they are all models."
Yu Caihua squinted her eyes, looked at his mobile phone for a long time, and then said with confidence: "Oh, so this is what you did. Your father and I don't understand this, and I haven't heard of it before."
Seeing that she was fascinated, Lu Xiaolu didn't ask for her phone back, and turned around to help her pack her luggage.Seeing that his mother only brought a change of clothes, he felt a little sad when he thought that she didn't plan to stay for a long time.
S city is such a prosperous city, but my mother can't afford to stay here, and I don't even have the financial strength to take her to the city for a round, so it's pretty cool to think about it...
When Lu Xiaolu was feeling sad, his mobile phone rang, and Yu Caihua, who was watching with his mobile phone, read out his message word by word.
"Senior, if you like the short one, you can make it short. I will make good use of the time, and I will definitely not...".
Yu Caihua was halfway through reading aloud in plastic Mandarin when the mobile phone was snatched away by Lu Xiaolu who swooped over.
Yu Caihua asked ignorantly: "Who sent you this message, what short and long?"
"Cough...he's just a junior. He, he...he asked me to help him with dance lessons. We're talking about the tuition time. He wants to take longer lessons, but I want to keep them shorter." Lu Xiaolu said in embarrassment. I didn't dare to look at Yu Caihua, so I could only keep busy helping her pack her luggage and confuse the public.
Yu Caihua couldn't stay idle, seeing her son was busy, she started to work too, and didn't take this matter to heart at all.
Lu Xiaolu has no money to take Yu Caihua to other places to play, and Yu Caihua doesn't want to go to other places to play, she just wants to go to one place, and she has told Lu Xiaolu countless times about this place.
"Little Lu, can I visit your school? I just want to see where you usually practice dancing, attend classes, eat, and sleep." This time, Yu Caihua said to Lu Xiaolu again.
Lu Xiaolu hurriedly nodded and agreed: "Yes, of course, I will take you in after dinner."
At this time, Yu Caihua felt worried: "But if I dress like this, if your classmates see it, will they laugh at you?"
Lu Xiaolu: "Then let's buy a new set of clothes and wear them to school."
"I think it's okay, I can't embarrass my son." Yu Caihua readily agreed.
The two of them had lunch together, and they also ate the beef noodles that Yu Caihua never got tired of eating.
In the afternoon, Lu Xiaolu took Yu Caihua to a cheap clothing store and bought her a deep red tunic dress. At first, Yu Caihua rejected it very much, even unwilling to try it on, so Lu Xiaolu had to tell her: "Mom, this dress is on sale and you can get a [-]% discount."
She was willing to go into the fitting room to try on the dress. After she put on the dress, she came out and muttered, "I'm an old woman, how can I wear such a gorgeous dress?"
But when she stood in front of the mirror, her expression was surprisingly similar to that of the salesperson, and they were both amazing.
In contrast, Lu Xiaolu was calmer than them, as he had expected. He knew that his mother's waist was very thin, so she would definitely look good in such a skirt.
"Mom, isn't it pretty?" Lu Xiaolu asked Yu Caihua in the mirror, Yu Caihua was dumbfounded, and was about to speak when the salesperson took a step ahead.
"Auntie looks better in this dress than those dolls."
Yu Caihua looked at the salesperson warily, as if someone was trying to steal her money: "It's not cheap if it looks good."
The salesperson looked at Lu Xiaolu with experience, and Lu Xiaolu gave her a wink, and the salesperson immediately said clearly: "Auntie, this skirt is doing an event, and it is more than half cheaper than usual...".
After being fooled by the salesperson, Yu Caihua agreed to buy the skirt, and when she was about to pay the bill, the salesperson said: "Auntie, I think you can change to underwear with good plastic effect, and this skirt will look better. For the event, if you spend one hundred, you will get fifty free, you see..."
When Yu Caihua heard this, she immediately turned around and went back to buy another piece of underwear and a pair of black leather shoes with thick heels.The salesperson gave her a pair of silk stockings and a brown beret.
She taught Lu Xiaolu not to spend money recklessly, but after paying the bill, like a little girl who loves beauty, she couldn't wait to put on new clothes, looked left and right in front of the mirror, and looked at herself for a long time.
Then whispered in Lu Xiaolu's ear: "It's better to raise a son. When I married your father, I never wore such a beautiful dress."
When Lu Xiaolu paid the bill, he paid more than 300 yuan, but when Yu Caihua asked about it, he said, "It only cost more than 130 yuan, which is not expensive at all."
Now he has overdrawn even the money he borrowed, but seeing Yu Caihua so happy, he is willing to owe any amount.
The two mother and son finally stepped into the gate of the Northwest Campus. Lu Xiaolu explained the architecture and history of the Northwest Campus to Yu Caihua while walking.
A row of beautiful female students came from opposite them, especially the female student walking among them, she was very beautiful.
When they passed by Lu Xiaolu, the girl on the left covered her mouth excitedly and said, "The one who walked past just now was Senior Xiaolu! My God, isn't he so good-looking? I like it so much."
Just as the other girls nodded in agreement, the girl walking in the middle said disdainfully: "What's the use of a man being so good-looking? He's not from the countryside, he's a poor guy. Would you like to go back to the countryside with him to farm the land?" Do you raise pigs?"
"Le Jiayi! Are you too realistic? Why did you say something... Wow, isn't this too handsome?" The girl just said that when she saw Han Zhen walking towards her.
Han Zhen's big cards all over his body and the famous watch on his wrist made him look like an emperor wearing a dragon robe, exuding an aristocratic air of arrogance.
Coupled with his handsome face and cold expression, no matter how you look at it, people feel that he is unattainable.
This time, even Le Jiayi, the current beauty of Northwestern University, fell together.When Han Zhen walked over, he brushed her hair deliberately, but Han Zhen stretched her neck and looked ahead, never seeing her at all.
Seeing that Han Zhen was about to pass by, Le Jiayi had an idea, let go of her hand, and spilled the textbooks in her arms all over the floor.
The girls walking next to her all had expressions of surprise, and one of them even said contemptuously, "It's this trick again."
Her book just fell at Han Zhen's feet, and Han Zhen couldn't have been unresponsive.
Seeing that the opportunity came, Le Jiayi lifted one side of her hair artificially, and let out a helpless cry: "Ah, how could this happen?"
She didn't squat down to pick up the textbooks, but just stood there dumbfounded.The girls next to her didn't move, they all looked at Han Zhen leisurely.
Han Zhen has been watching Lu Xiaolu's back closely. He has been following Lu Xiaolu for a while. Seeing that he has been walking with a slender woman and helping her carry her bag, he felt a bit of a sense of distress. My stomach is on fire, and now I have another obstacle...
"What are you doing? What about Pengci? I didn't touch you, and I didn't look at Dian San, and almost hit my foot." Han Zhen slapped Le Jiayi with resentment, without giving her any rebuttal Opportunity, after speaking, he bypassed the scattered textbooks and walked straight forward.
He didn't even take a second look at Le Jiayi. The arrogance of the school girl who turned a blind eye to her instantly captured the hearts of several other girls. They clenched their fists excitedly, stomped their feet desperately, and exclaimed: "This is too much!" Isn't he handsome?"
But Han Zhen, who was so handsome in the eyes of girls, almost ran away in anger when he saw Yu Caihua's arms around Lu Xiaolu's waist.
Next, he saw that beautiful woman handing Lu Xiaolu an umbrella, and she asked her senior to hold an umbrella for her? !Why is she?She, doesn't she have long hands?
What's more, she pretended to sprain her ankle and took the opportunity to grab the senior's wrist? !
With such a thick heel, can she sprain her feet?May I ask if she didn't wear high heels?
Han Zhen's anger could no longer be suppressed. He rushed forward, grabbed the green tea girl's wrist from behind, and with all his might, pulled her away from the senior.
Yu Caihua was suddenly attacked, she couldn't stand upright, and fell to the ground.Lu Xiaolu yelled in panic: "Mom—".
At the same time, Han Zhen also saw Yu Caihua's face.
At this moment, he felt that the sky was falling, and he felt like he dug a hole and buried himself alive.
In a panic, he bowed deeply to Yu Caihua, and said, "Shut up Hamida." After speaking, he ran away.
Yu Caihua stood up with Lu Xiaolu's support, clutching her buttocks, and asked Lu Xiaolu, "What did he say?"
"He said sorry, he's, he's Korean."
"Koreans can throw people at will?"
"Maybe it's...the wrong person."
What makes him sad is that when his honest parents received the money sent home from their son, the first thing they thought of was whether the money came from a legitimate source.
All they earn is odds and ends. Dad helps others repair household appliances, ranging from a few yuan to dozens of yuan. They have never received wages, and such a large income is even rarer.When they received money from their son for the first time, they were not happy, but puzzled.
Where did the money come from?How did my son, who was still in college, suddenly make so much money?
The days of poverty and low income have been too long, and when I get a good income at first, I dare not accept it.
Lu Xiaolu put the wad of money back into the cloth bag of his mother's cloth bag. He took a deep breath, suppressed the soreness in his heart, and said to his mother.
"Mom, don't worry, I earned all this money through formal channels. I didn't steal or rob it or break the law. You can save it at ease."
When Yu Caihua heard this, she was even more surprised: "What are you doing, you have earned so much money in just over a month?"
Lu Xiaolu: "I became a part-time model, and the income of models is very high."
"Model? I know the model, is it just walking around on the stage in strange clothes?" Yu Caihua knew it, but she couldn't imagine what her son would look like walking on the stage.
But Lu Xiaolu told her: "It's not a model walking around on the stage, it's a model who takes pictures of people."
"You can earn so much money by taking pictures of people?" Yu Caihua was anxious again. In her perception, taking pictures requires money. How can anyone hire someone to take pictures?
"Models can make money, because the models wear the clothes that the merchants want to sell. They wear the clothes to look good, and the merchants sell the clothes well. Of course, they will give the models money for taking pictures." Lu Xiaolu said very plainly, I also opened the shopping website, showed my mother many videos of models taking pictures, and told her: "Look, like this, they are all models."
Yu Caihua squinted her eyes, looked at his mobile phone for a long time, and then said with confidence: "Oh, so this is what you did. Your father and I don't understand this, and I haven't heard of it before."
Seeing that she was fascinated, Lu Xiaolu didn't ask for her phone back, and turned around to help her pack her luggage.Seeing that his mother only brought a change of clothes, he felt a little sad when he thought that she didn't plan to stay for a long time.
S city is such a prosperous city, but my mother can't afford to stay here, and I don't even have the financial strength to take her to the city for a round, so it's pretty cool to think about it...
When Lu Xiaolu was feeling sad, his mobile phone rang, and Yu Caihua, who was watching with his mobile phone, read out his message word by word.
"Senior, if you like the short one, you can make it short. I will make good use of the time, and I will definitely not...".
Yu Caihua was halfway through reading aloud in plastic Mandarin when the mobile phone was snatched away by Lu Xiaolu who swooped over.
Yu Caihua asked ignorantly: "Who sent you this message, what short and long?"
"Cough...he's just a junior. He, he...he asked me to help him with dance lessons. We're talking about the tuition time. He wants to take longer lessons, but I want to keep them shorter." Lu Xiaolu said in embarrassment. I didn't dare to look at Yu Caihua, so I could only keep busy helping her pack her luggage and confuse the public.
Yu Caihua couldn't stay idle, seeing her son was busy, she started to work too, and didn't take this matter to heart at all.
Lu Xiaolu has no money to take Yu Caihua to other places to play, and Yu Caihua doesn't want to go to other places to play, she just wants to go to one place, and she has told Lu Xiaolu countless times about this place.
"Little Lu, can I visit your school? I just want to see where you usually practice dancing, attend classes, eat, and sleep." This time, Yu Caihua said to Lu Xiaolu again.
Lu Xiaolu hurriedly nodded and agreed: "Yes, of course, I will take you in after dinner."
At this time, Yu Caihua felt worried: "But if I dress like this, if your classmates see it, will they laugh at you?"
Lu Xiaolu: "Then let's buy a new set of clothes and wear them to school."
"I think it's okay, I can't embarrass my son." Yu Caihua readily agreed.
The two of them had lunch together, and they also ate the beef noodles that Yu Caihua never got tired of eating.
In the afternoon, Lu Xiaolu took Yu Caihua to a cheap clothing store and bought her a deep red tunic dress. At first, Yu Caihua rejected it very much, even unwilling to try it on, so Lu Xiaolu had to tell her: "Mom, this dress is on sale and you can get a [-]% discount."
She was willing to go into the fitting room to try on the dress. After she put on the dress, she came out and muttered, "I'm an old woman, how can I wear such a gorgeous dress?"
But when she stood in front of the mirror, her expression was surprisingly similar to that of the salesperson, and they were both amazing.
In contrast, Lu Xiaolu was calmer than them, as he had expected. He knew that his mother's waist was very thin, so she would definitely look good in such a skirt.
"Mom, isn't it pretty?" Lu Xiaolu asked Yu Caihua in the mirror, Yu Caihua was dumbfounded, and was about to speak when the salesperson took a step ahead.
"Auntie looks better in this dress than those dolls."
Yu Caihua looked at the salesperson warily, as if someone was trying to steal her money: "It's not cheap if it looks good."
The salesperson looked at Lu Xiaolu with experience, and Lu Xiaolu gave her a wink, and the salesperson immediately said clearly: "Auntie, this skirt is doing an event, and it is more than half cheaper than usual...".
After being fooled by the salesperson, Yu Caihua agreed to buy the skirt, and when she was about to pay the bill, the salesperson said: "Auntie, I think you can change to underwear with good plastic effect, and this skirt will look better. For the event, if you spend one hundred, you will get fifty free, you see..."
When Yu Caihua heard this, she immediately turned around and went back to buy another piece of underwear and a pair of black leather shoes with thick heels.The salesperson gave her a pair of silk stockings and a brown beret.
She taught Lu Xiaolu not to spend money recklessly, but after paying the bill, like a little girl who loves beauty, she couldn't wait to put on new clothes, looked left and right in front of the mirror, and looked at herself for a long time.
Then whispered in Lu Xiaolu's ear: "It's better to raise a son. When I married your father, I never wore such a beautiful dress."
When Lu Xiaolu paid the bill, he paid more than 300 yuan, but when Yu Caihua asked about it, he said, "It only cost more than 130 yuan, which is not expensive at all."
Now he has overdrawn even the money he borrowed, but seeing Yu Caihua so happy, he is willing to owe any amount.
The two mother and son finally stepped into the gate of the Northwest Campus. Lu Xiaolu explained the architecture and history of the Northwest Campus to Yu Caihua while walking.
A row of beautiful female students came from opposite them, especially the female student walking among them, she was very beautiful.
When they passed by Lu Xiaolu, the girl on the left covered her mouth excitedly and said, "The one who walked past just now was Senior Xiaolu! My God, isn't he so good-looking? I like it so much."
Just as the other girls nodded in agreement, the girl walking in the middle said disdainfully: "What's the use of a man being so good-looking? He's not from the countryside, he's a poor guy. Would you like to go back to the countryside with him to farm the land?" Do you raise pigs?"
"Le Jiayi! Are you too realistic? Why did you say something... Wow, isn't this too handsome?" The girl just said that when she saw Han Zhen walking towards her.
Han Zhen's big cards all over his body and the famous watch on his wrist made him look like an emperor wearing a dragon robe, exuding an aristocratic air of arrogance.
Coupled with his handsome face and cold expression, no matter how you look at it, people feel that he is unattainable.
This time, even Le Jiayi, the current beauty of Northwestern University, fell together.When Han Zhen walked over, he brushed her hair deliberately, but Han Zhen stretched her neck and looked ahead, never seeing her at all.
Seeing that Han Zhen was about to pass by, Le Jiayi had an idea, let go of her hand, and spilled the textbooks in her arms all over the floor.
The girls walking next to her all had expressions of surprise, and one of them even said contemptuously, "It's this trick again."
Her book just fell at Han Zhen's feet, and Han Zhen couldn't have been unresponsive.
Seeing that the opportunity came, Le Jiayi lifted one side of her hair artificially, and let out a helpless cry: "Ah, how could this happen?"
She didn't squat down to pick up the textbooks, but just stood there dumbfounded.The girls next to her didn't move, they all looked at Han Zhen leisurely.
Han Zhen has been watching Lu Xiaolu's back closely. He has been following Lu Xiaolu for a while. Seeing that he has been walking with a slender woman and helping her carry her bag, he felt a bit of a sense of distress. My stomach is on fire, and now I have another obstacle...
"What are you doing? What about Pengci? I didn't touch you, and I didn't look at Dian San, and almost hit my foot." Han Zhen slapped Le Jiayi with resentment, without giving her any rebuttal Opportunity, after speaking, he bypassed the scattered textbooks and walked straight forward.
He didn't even take a second look at Le Jiayi. The arrogance of the school girl who turned a blind eye to her instantly captured the hearts of several other girls. They clenched their fists excitedly, stomped their feet desperately, and exclaimed: "This is too much!" Isn't he handsome?"
But Han Zhen, who was so handsome in the eyes of girls, almost ran away in anger when he saw Yu Caihua's arms around Lu Xiaolu's waist.
Next, he saw that beautiful woman handing Lu Xiaolu an umbrella, and she asked her senior to hold an umbrella for her? !Why is she?She, doesn't she have long hands?
What's more, she pretended to sprain her ankle and took the opportunity to grab the senior's wrist? !
With such a thick heel, can she sprain her feet?May I ask if she didn't wear high heels?
Han Zhen's anger could no longer be suppressed. He rushed forward, grabbed the green tea girl's wrist from behind, and with all his might, pulled her away from the senior.
Yu Caihua was suddenly attacked, she couldn't stand upright, and fell to the ground.Lu Xiaolu yelled in panic: "Mom—".
At the same time, Han Zhen also saw Yu Caihua's face.
At this moment, he felt that the sky was falling, and he felt like he dug a hole and buried himself alive.
In a panic, he bowed deeply to Yu Caihua, and said, "Shut up Hamida." After speaking, he ran away.
Yu Caihua stood up with Lu Xiaolu's support, clutching her buttocks, and asked Lu Xiaolu, "What did he say?"
"He said sorry, he's, he's Korean."
"Koreans can throw people at will?"
"Maybe it's...the wrong person."
You'll Also Like
-
Football career: From winning the championship to becoming a legend
Chapter 375 13 hours ago -
Siheyuan: Cao Liang's rise
Chapter 221 13 hours ago -
Genshin Impact: Without the Eye of God, the Original Man Witnesses the Original
Chapter 1460 13 hours ago -
Pirates: I help Robin and Queen become stronger together
Chapter 194 13 hours ago -
Zerg: I am the real white moonlight in the Zerg
Chapter 182 13 hours ago -
Plant elves, popular on the Internet by planting
Chapter 362 13 hours ago -
Pokemon: Pick up the Mystical Pokémon Diancie at the beginning
Chapter 1277 13 hours ago -
Help, I've become a paper man
Chapter 318 13 hours ago -
Lord of the People: I recruited the goddess of heaven
Chapter 913 13 hours ago -
Naruto: Sukuna Jinchuriki, I am Uchiha
Chapter 194 13 hours ago