The super rich starts with the self-discipline challenge

Chapter 80 Family Status.

Zhang Yuzhen knew that her son would be back in the evening, so she prepared some delicious dishes. Then, when she calculated that it was almost time, she left the house and waited on the street outside.

Every time her son came home, he would tell her approximately what time he would arrive, and the time he arrived home was almost always the same.

She came to a small shop at the entrance of the alley.

The proprietress was an old acquaintance, so she moved a chair over for her to sit on and asked her, "It's so late, why aren't you going to bed yet?"

Zhang Yuzhen smiled and said, "I'm waiting for my son."

"I remember your son hasn't been back for a long time. I haven't seen him for two or three years."

"Two years. I'm busy with work."

The proprietress suddenly asked, "By the way, what's your son's zodiac sign?"

"Those born in the year of the pig are thirty years old this year." The older people in the area all refer to their age in lunar calendar.

The lady boss clapped her hands and said, "Tomorrow we'll buy the pig."

Zhang Yuzhen smiled but didn't say anything. She took out her cell phone and took a look. It was already 10:17 in the evening.

His son said that he arrived around 10:20.

It should be almost done.

Just as I was thinking about it, the lady boss next to me suddenly said, "Isn't that your son?"

Zhang Yuzhen looked in the direction she pointed and saw her son getting out of a car. Then she saw a pretty girl getting out of the car and playing with him. The two looked very close.

This guy brought his girlfriend back without even telling me in advance.

She was a little surprised and called out, "Ayun."

"mom."

"Mom-no, A-Auntie."

The girl also shouted, then quickly changed her words. She looked a little flustered, nervous, and cautious, which made her like her at first sight.

Zhang Yuzhen complained, "Why didn't you tell me when you brought your friends back?"

I hadn't planned on taking it home.

Zhong Yun felt helpless and couldn't help but glare at Meng Jiaen next to him, "You are shouting nonsense, I think you did it on purpose."

Meng Jiaen shrank her neck, suddenly stepped forward and hugged Zhang Yuzhen's arm, complaining, "Auntie, he is mean to me."

"Why scare people?"

Zhang Yuzhen first said something to her son, then turned to look at the girl. She seemed to be in her early twenties, and she became more and more beautiful the more she looked at her, so beautiful that she began to doubt their relationship.

She asked pleasantly, "What's your name?"

"Meng Jiaen, Meng's Meng, Jia for every festival, En for kindness. Zhong Yun and I are good friends. This time I came here with him to play for a few days."

"Oh, it's Xiao Meng."

Zhang Yuzhen responded but didn't quite understand and looked at her son with a puzzled look.

Zhong Yun smiled and shook his head, saying that he would tell him after he got back.

He started to move his luggage. When he saw the two large suitcases in the trunk, he was a little speechless. He was only coming for a few days, was it necessary to bring so many things?
He carried down both suitcases; they were very heavy.

When we passed by the small shop in the alley, the lady boss said, "You brought back such a beautiful girlfriend."

Before Zhong Yun could say anything, Meng Jiaen had already clarified, "I'm not his girlfriend."

The proprietress obviously didn't believe it and just laughed.

……

Zhong Yun's home is in the old city, in a privately built residential area. Although it is called a residential area, it is actually just a single building, and it does not have a real estate certificate. It is the legendary small-property housing.

The house was bought ten years ago after his father suffered a stroke. He planned to use it for his retirement, and the price was not expensive.

The surrounding area is full of old houses, with only this 20-plus-story building standing here alone. The road is small and narrow, and there are not many parking spaces.

Zhong Yun didn't even want to drive the car in. If he accidentally scratched it, he would be heartbroken.

When entering the elevator, Meng Jiaen asked, "Auntie, which floor is it?"

"Seventh floor."

“Why didn’t you buy the eighth floor then?”

"The eighth floor is not good."

"Why? Eight, isn't it hair?"

“It goes up and down, so people here like to buy on the seventh floor and don’t like the eighth floor.”

Meng Jiaen was surprised and said, "So there is such a saying."

Zhong Yun interrupted, "Look at the floor buttons above, do you see anything?"

She took a look and quickly noticed something was wrong. She asked, "What's going on with this A8?" "18th floor."

“Why did you make the 8th floor A?”

"Because the eighteenth level is hell."

"..."

Meng Jiaen's face changed, "Oh no, my house is on the 18th floor. Oh, I shouldn't have bought the house on the 18th floor."

Zhong Yun originally wanted to complain to her about the superstitious customs in his hometown, but when he saw that she seemed to take it seriously, he was speechless.

She is the one who slipped through the net of the nine-year compulsory education as mentioned online, right?

At this time, his mother gave her some advice, saying, "It's okay. When you get home, call the elevator maintenance worker, give him a red envelope, and ask him to replace the A8 button with a new one, and then change the house number. It will be fine."

"Is this okay?"

Zhang Yuzhen gave her a determined look, "It will definitely work!"

Zhong Yun looked up at the sky, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

He really didn't expect that Miss Meng Jiaen could have a common language with his mother in this regard.

……

Finally they got home. When they opened the door, Zhong Yun's father, Zhong Lei, was sitting on a rattan chair, exercising with a handgrip in his left hand. When he saw them come in, he said, "You're back."

Then, he saw Meng Jiaen and was stunned for a moment, "You brought friends back?"

"Hello uncle, my name is Meng Jiaen. I'm a buddy of Zhong Yun. I'm here to play for a few days. I'm sorry to bother you these days." Meng Jiaen introduced himself gracefully.

"Don't bother, welcome."

Zhong Lei had a smile on his face and looked at his son with a questioning look.

I'll tell you later.

Zhong Yun gave his father a look, pushed the luggage to his room first, and said to Meng Jiaen who followed in, "You can see that my house is so small, with only two rooms, it's really not enough for you to stay in a hotel. I'll find you a newly opened one with a good environment."

"How is it small? It's clean, bright, and warm here. I like it here."

As Meng Jiaen spoke, she picked up one of the suitcases, unzipped it, and began to pack it.

Zhong Yun was stunned when he saw the smile on her face that didn't seem fake.

He still remembered the first time his ex-girlfriend came here to spend the night with him, she complained to him that the place was too small and messy, there was no place to turn around, and the soundproofing was poor...

He quickly collected his thoughts and asked a practical question, "How can I sleep? The sofa is so small that I can't even stretch my legs straight."

Meng Jiaen quickly took out two gift boxes from the suitcase and said, "It's okay, I can sleep on the sofa." Then she walked out.

Zhong Yun heard Meng Jiaen's voice coming in, "Uncle, this is for you. Auntie, this is for you."

"No, how can auntie accept your gift? It should be auntie who gives you the gift."

"You are the elder. This is my first time here and I will bother you for a few days. If you don't accept it, my family will scold me for being rude."

"This child is really..."

"Uncle, aunt, open it and see if you like it."

Zhong Yun walked out and saw his parents smiling from ear to ear with joy. He knew it was all over. They had been completely bribed by Meng Jiaen.

I have to say, she knows how to make old people happy.

Zhang Yuzhen opened it and saw that it was a box of red ginseng. The exquisite packaging showed that it was very expensive. She said quickly, "This is too expensive. Auntie really can't accept it."

Meng Jiaen said, "Auntie, this was given to my grandfather by someone else. I didn't spend any money on it. You can keep it. If you don't, I won't dare to live here anymore."

"This……"

Zhang Yuzhen couldn't convince her and could only look to her son for help.

Zhong Yun nodded and motioned for her to accept it.

Zhong Lei's gift was a pair of walnuts. He played with them in his hands, reluctant to let them go. He said cheerfully, "This is perfect for exercise, Jiaen, right? Thank you for the gift."

Meng Jiaen smiled sweetly and said, "As long as uncle likes it."

As she said that, she glanced at Zhong Yun and said, "By the way, uncle and aunt, I'll just sleep on the sofa tonight—"

Before she finished speaking, Zhang Yuzhen became anxious, "How can that be possible? Go to the room and let him sleep on the sofa."

Meng Jiaen blinked and said timidly, "But he said the sofa was too short and he couldn't even stretch his legs straight."

Zhong Lei said decisively, "Then let him sleep on the floor. Don't worry about him. Just sleep in your room. If he dares to talk too much, I'll let him sleep on the street."

Meng Jiaen turned her head and gave Zhong Yun a smug look.

Zhong Yun sat aside and dared not say a word.

Family status -1.

(End of this chapter)