Mom, Zhou Hui, is a money grubber; he has known this for a long time. Actually, it’s not just his mom, Su He is a little money grubber too, and he himself has some of that as well.

The best way to deal with money grubbers is, of course, to throw money at them. As long as the money is in place, is there anything that can’t be done?

One million directly won his mom, Zhou Hui’s support, significantly boosting his position in the family and successfully getting old Su to step down.

Just like the Yangtze River where the waves push forward, a new generation replaces the old in human society. On the first day of December, old Su was forced to step down, and he was not too happy about it.

For the first time, he felt like he wasn’t the pillar of the family anymore. Although his income was quite good, he was still a university teacher, and maybe in a few more years, he could become a professor, but in terms of earning ability, he really couldn’t compete.

He used to think about buying a car and a house for his son when he got married, but now he had no pressure, not only no pressure, but he also lost his status.

Sometimes, not being needed is also quite uncomfortable.

At this moment, old Su felt this way. Originally the pillar of the family, now it seemed like he really wasn’t needed for earning money. His workload seemed to change from supporting the family and saving for his son’s marriage into a hobby.

The importance decreased a lot, and for a while, old Su himself felt a bit confused, feeling like his life so far was less exciting than his son’s one year after graduation.

Although he was happy for Su Qing making a lot of money, due to being forced to step down, old Su still didn’t have a good face for him during dinner. He finished eating sullenly and then went to the study.

"Is my dad... alright?" Su Qing ate a big bowl of rice and couldn’t help but ask.

Today, he was very happy, but looking at old Su’s expression, he always felt like he hit a bit too hard this time, directly knocking the wind out of old Su.

"It’s nothing; what could possibly be wrong with him? His son made money, he should be secretly happy. Does he have to be like others in our neighborhood, where the son has to borrow money to get married for him to be happy?

He just feels like he’s earning less and is a bit disappointed. How could I not know your dad? Don’t be fooled by his usual smiles; he’s actually quite proud inside."

As an old couple, Zhou Hui naturally understood what kind of person her husband was. He was the first university student in his hometown, which was quite something back in the day; with a decent job, two kids, a house and car in the city, good income — how could he not be proud?

Being overshadowed in all aspects by a son who just graduated a year ago, the old father was, more or less, just a bit sentimental.

"Then I’m relieved! Another bowl, please!"

"Alright, mom will serve you!"

Zhou Hui was very happy. She was happy no matter which of her children was successful. She never felt it before, but since this year she realized it seemed like their family was having a change of fortune. Her son made a lot of money and found a girlfriend who started a company and was pretty. Now, all that’s left is to wait for her son to get married and have a baby, and her life would be complete, allowing her to retire early and enjoy her old age, which made her very excited.

After dinner, after she and her son finished tidying up the house, Zhou Hui went to the entrance and brought out the portrait of the God of Wealth, lighting an incense stick.

"Thank you, God of Wealth, for blessing my son with great wealth. Thank you, God of Wealth!"

After murmuring a few words, Zhou Hui perhaps thought of something, took down the portrait of the God of Wealth and put it back, then clasped her hands and faced the Statue of Guanyin:

"Please don’t mind, Bodhisattva, please bless me to hold a great-grandson soon. Amitabha!"

God of Wealth: ???

Guanyin Bodhisattva: ???

Su Qing: -_-|||

In this family, it really was ’revering gods when needed and ignoring them when not.’

One must say it’s quite tough being a deity in his house; after all, not only do they have to compete for the position, but they also have to meet the family’s needs to receive their ’salary.’

All of them are utilitarian gods — Guanyin Bodhisattva, God of Wealth, Buddha, God — they believe in everything but nothing completely. As his mom said, if I have too many beliefs, then I have none.

God of Wealth was on duty for only a minute and didn’t even finish receiving incense before being locked back in the little cupboard, as their family didn’t lack money anymore; now they were short on people.

At night, under his mom’s urging, he was sent home. Being such a big person, what was he doing staying at home? Go home and accompany his girlfriend, and maybe their grandson can come out sooner?

When Su Qing returned home late at night and heard about his glorious feat of seizing power, he couldn’t stop laughing.

"Uncle can withstand this? Didn’t he beat you up? I saw online the video of you guys today; Uncle’s moves are pretty good!" Shen Yi laughed and asked. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

In response, Su Qing took a deep breath: "How could he, with my mom there, that family can’t flip the roof. I used 1 million to bribe my mom, rest assured, she’ll cover us in the future!"

"Really? Hearing you say that, I also want to spend some hundreds of thousands to bribe Auntie!"

The next day, after old Su went to work, Mom, Zhou Hui, ran early to the neighborhood card room to play cards.

How could it be that only they know their child is doing well? They have to show off, right?

And the card room is the best place for that. Of course, she also knew she couldn’t reveal the fact that her son made so much money. After all, tens of thousands could still be mentioned, but if it was more, who would disclose it when even hiding it would not be sufficient?

Even so, she had other things to show off.

"Oh my, Qing’s mom, when did you buy the golden bracelet? It’s so thick, must be dozens of grams, right?"

"Exactly, exactly, did Qing’s dad buy it for you?"

Facing the inquiries from her card-playing friends, Zhou Hui just smiled and waved it off, "How could it be, it was brought back by my son’s girlfriend yesterday!"

Indeed, this bracelet was brought back by Shen Yi yesterday. Back when her mom gave Shen Yi a family heirloom bracelet, Shen Yi thought to return the favor with a gift and had already picked it out at a gold shop long ago.

Today, she intentionally wore it out and intentionally used the hand with the bracelet to touch the playing cards, making it hard for others not to notice.

"Oh, Qing’s girlfriend? Is Qing getting married soon? Where is the girl from?"

"Look at the kid, he’s doing well. How many grams is this bracelet?"

Listening to the compliments, the smile on Zhou Hui’s face grew more apparent.

"It’s not decided yet, but their relationship is pretty good. I’ll definitely inform you on the wedding day.

This bracelet is over 60 grams, not expensive, it’s just the child’s token of affection, haha, let’s play, eight of circles!"

As for Su Qing, he had no idea his mom already started to show off in the community. Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn’t mind it. When children grow up and succeed, is it not allowed for the elders to show off?

At the same time, at ten in the morning, at the entrance of Jiang City, Su Qing, Li Zijun, and Du Qiang stood together, shivering with cold.

"My goodness, why did the temperature drop so fast? It wasn’t this cold even when it snowed yesterday?" Du Qiang rubbed his hands, and a breath of white mist came out as he spoke.

"Hurry up and get to work, the weather forecast said there will be heavy snow tomorrow, it’ll be even colder then!" Li Zijun spoke, her little face was red from the cold.

The two were in plain clothes today. After all, they were here to gather intel and would inevitably have to interact with Jiangcheng University students. It wouldn’t be easy to get information in full police uniform.

Moreover, even if they wanted to use their police identity, they could show their IDs, and in the worst case, there were colleagues inside, so plain clothes were more convenient.

And Li Zijun wore something a bit more chic, her clothes were thinner, so she was stamping her feet due to the cold.

"Let’s go, or we might sacrifice ourselves before getting any work done!" Su Qing said.

The two: ...

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