Chapter 9 Inheriting Dad's Position

Yang Wei and Takamaru had no choice but to agree to execute the contract, but Xia Ping had no interest in watching it any longer, because it was very late and he needed to go home for dinner.

As soon as he got home, Xia Ping immediately asked for a strong smell of meat, fragrant and fragrant, and even the cells in the whole body were eager, he couldn't help swallowing.

"Mom, what did you cook today, why is it so delicious?"

A fat middle-aged woman in an apron leaned out. She was Xia Ping's mother, Huang Lanxin. She smiled slightly: "This is the fire bear meat you just bought. You have a good time today."

"Fire Bear Beast Meat? Did you make a fortune today? How could you buy these?" Xia Ping's eyes widened. This Fire Bear Beast is a powerful monster famous for Yanhuangxing.

However, this meat is very precious and contains a lot of life energy. Taking it in soup can improve the constitution, even enhance the body's true energy, and the strength will be greatly increased. .

But the price is also very expensive. Six hundred federal dollars per pound is considered a luxury. Ordinary people can't afford it at all. They can only eat occasionally during the festivals.

"You can't buy it if you don't make a fortune, and you have to have a luxury meal every now and then. If you don't spend it, should you bring it into the coffin?" Father Xia Chuanliu, who was sitting in the living room, coughed, showing a very generous look.

Xia Ping was speechless. He remembered that his father, Xia Chuanliu, was a civil servant. He worked in the city management bureau and was responsible for managing the city's small business and hawkers. In short, he was the city management bureau. Federal Coin.

And my mother is a small business hawker who sets up a stall on the street, selling snacks. Although she doesn't earn much every month, she also has 3,000 federal dollars. It seems that a family's income is more than 10,000 federal dollars.

The problem is that this house was also bought with a loan, with a 30-year term and three thousand federal dollars per month, plus the monthly living expenses, and Xia Ping's tuition fees, etc., it is also a bit stretched. of.

Eating fire bear animal meat once is not really hard for the holidays.

"Okay, don't talk too much, come and eat." Mother Huang Lanxin quickly brought up a plate of dishes, filled the table, five dishes and one soup, dazzling, fragrant, very rich.

Seeing such a sumptuous dish, Xia Ping's heart skipped a beat. This is completely a feast for the family. He is usually a very stingy father who only has a cigarette butt to give up when he smokes a cigarette. He would never be so generous.

"Dad, to be honest, does our family owe us loan sharks? After this last dinner, we plan to pack up and run away. Just tell me the truth, I can stand it." Xia Ping's face was very solemn, staring at own father.

He was very emotional. This day finally came. He also knew his father's character, and he was usually a bit of a gambler. He felt that this kind of character would happen sooner or later.

"Son, what kind of eyes do you have, what do you owe usurious loans, what do you plan to run away, is this image of your father and me in your mind?" Dad Xia Chuan's nose was crooked with anger.

Xia Ping blinked: "Didn't you owe usury?"

"Of course not."

Dad Xia Chuanliu arrogantly said: "Anyway, I'm also a civil servant. I have an organization, and my consciousness is higher than that of ordinary people. How can I be addicted to gambling. Of course, a small gamble occasionally can also cultivate my sentiments. Isn't there a saying that? Joyful love, big gambling to get rich, bad gambling to ashes."

"Okay, tell me what's going on with this meal?" Xia Ping was still a little skeptical.

Seeing his son still doubting himself, Xia Chuanliu's face was a little embarrassed. Who told him that his usual image was not good, he coughed: "It's not a big deal, it's all said to this extent, I'll tell you straight, too, Today your school should also start to talk about the way,

Going to volunteer. What are your plans for the future? "

He looked at Xia Ping with burning eyes.

"I plan to go to university." Xia Ping replied casually.

Mother Huang Lanxin exclaimed: "You, are you planning to go to university?!"

"Son, is it true or not, you still have this idea?" Dad Xia Chuanliu looked at Xia Ping with a look of horror.

The corner of Xia Ping's mouth twitched. What the hell is going on? Aren't parents very happy to hear that their son wants to go to college? These two are like hell.

"I have such an idea."

Xia Ping said honestly.

"Son, this idea is wrong, it's deviant."

Xia Chuanliu looked distressed: "What's so good about going to college? After four years of study, I only have three or four thousand federal dollars a month to work. If I'm unlucky and meet a black-hearted boss, I don't have five insurances and one housing fund. And you have to pay tuition fees for four years, which is not a small amount.

Dad, I've figured it out for you. After graduating from high school, you will come out and work in government departments. Don't go to other departments, but go to your dad's city administration.

Don't look at your father's low-key look, he has worked for 20 years, and he still has some connections. He usually plays mahjong with the minister, and usually flatters and hugs his thighs.

At that time, I will put a few cigarettes in the past, bribe the minister, walk through the back door, and you will enter the city management bureau. In the future, you and Dad and I will go to sweep the streets, contribute to city management, and drive away children. Stall hawker, become a tyrant in the city. A family of two urban management officers, how powerful it is to say it out, it is estimated that the matchmaker will break the threshold of our family by then. "

Speaking of which, he showed a smug look and a look of longing.

The corner of Xia Ping's mouth twitched, his face was speechless, and he said, "Dad, I still want to go to university."

"You! Dead wood cannot be carved!"

Xia Chuanliu's eyes widened, showing a look of hating iron.

"Okay, okay, don't say these words, let's eat quickly, there is still some time before graduation from high school, this thing can be thought about slowly." Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stiff, mother Huang Lanxin hurriedly spoke up to discourage.

"All right."

Hearing this, Xia Chuanliu did not continue to speak.

Half an hour later, after dinner, Xia Ping went back to his bedroom to rest, leaving only Huang Lanxin and Xia Chuanliu in the living room.

"Chuanliu, my son doesn't seem to agree with your path." Huang Lanxin looked at her husband.

Xia Chuanliu waved his hand and didn't care at all: "This is a period of resistance for young people. I have been young and I understand it. But the reality is that his grades are average. After the college entrance examination, when his grades come out, he will know how wise his father is. Divine Martial Arts. When the time comes, he will definitely agree."

Huang Lanxin also nodded, she also knew that her son's grades were average, and it was not enough to be admitted to a third-rate university. If it's a little bit worse, I'm afraid it will fall off the list.