Chapter 5

I don't have any money, what else can I do?

Qin Zhao looked stupidly at the smug smile on the old man's face before he turned around, swallowed hard, and said to himself, you should save some for me anyway, what's the matter if I go out like this?

After thinking about it, he kept winking at his mother: Mom, help!

"Stop playing with flower guns, there are still 3 minutes for you to choose."

Old Qin sat proudly on the computer chair, tapped the table with his right index finger, and said slowly: "Actually, the girl from the Ye family is much better than you. If you, Uncle Ye, are not looking at me for my sake , let such an excellent girl come to our house? You are lucky, not only dissatisfied, but also pushing back and forth, you really don't know the blessing in the blessing."

It's not that I don't want to listen to your old man's words to be a filial son and grandson, but I also have difficulties but I can't say it. Before that matter is resolved, I will never do what you want.

Qin Zhao sighed inwardly, and said calmly, "There's no need to wait, I've made up my mind."

Seeing the determination on his son's face, mother Song Ping felt a pain in her heart.

Although she didn't understand why her son was so stubborn, she knew that her son had really decided to leave the house. Thinking of this, she trembled and asked, "Xiao Zhao, do you want to..."

Um.

Qin Zhao nodded and walked in front of Song Ping, hugged her in his arms and said in a low voice, "Mom, be happy, maybe my son will be able to look like a man to see you soon, and why should I do this?" Do it, and I'll explain it to you later."

"Xiao Zhao, can't you just listen to your dad this time?"

Song Ping just hugged her son's waist with both hands: "Your father is doing it for your own good. If you go out again, how will Mom live in the future..."

As he spoke, he cried.

Seeing that his son would rather go out to hang out by himself than agree to marry that outstanding girl from the Ye family, Lao Qin was trembling with anger, stood up suddenly, pointed at him and scolded: "You bastard...you get out of here!" Get out! Get out!"

Cursing, I bent down to take off my shoes.

Qin Zhao knelt down in front of Song Ping with a puff, and wiped the corners of his eyes with his hand: "Mom, remember to take good care of Dad when I'm not around, and advise him to drink less, it's not good for me..."

Qin Zhao rubbed the corners of his eyes and winked: Give me some money secretly?

"Stop this, it won't work!"

How could Qin Zhao not know what his son was thinking?

Knowing a son is like a father.

Seeing that he didn't listen to him at all, but he didn't forget to play the sad card at this time, he became even more angry, and took off his shoes while cursing loudly.

Qin Zhao secretly raised his thumb and praised in his heart: Old man, you are tall! You can tell which play I'm singing about. You really deserve to be the direct descendant of Master Qin, and you're smart enough.

"Don't send it off, old man, I'll go..."

Qin Zhao didn't want to get another sole of his shoe, so he stretched out his mouth and kissed Song Ping's cheek forcefully and said, "Mom, I'm leaving."

Regardless of Song Ping's tugging on her clothes, when Lao Qin's leather shoe was about to hit her buttocks, she jumped onto the window sill and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Before running away, she patted her mother's body.

Song Ping thought her son was asking her to take care of her, and she felt extremely uncomfortable, and she couldn't help crying while covering her mouth.

"Don't cry! Check to see if you still have your wallet!"

Old Qin roared with a dark face.

ah?

Song Ping was stunned for a moment, touched her pocket subconsciously, and then smiled through tears: "This kid..."

But then I regretted it again, why didn't I put my bank card in my wallet?

"Just pamper him, sooner or later there will be a day that you can't control."

Looking at Song Lan who was crying and laughing, Lao Qin muttered something and lit a cigarette.

Originally, Song Ping was very upset when her heart was kicked out by him, but now she saw that he was still there and pretended to be okay, she was impatient, and she stared at each other: "Hey, I said you are an old man. Immortal, Xiao Zhao is just my son? If you throw him out like this, where do you let him go? I have never seen you as a father. Son, my poor Xiao Zhao, If something happens to you, my mother won't let it go..."

Before finishing speaking, Song Ping let go of her voice and howled.

"Okay, don't cry!"

Lao Qin suddenly raised his voice, which startled Song Ping.

"What's wrong with you!?"

Song Ping stopped crying, but then she stood up and came to Lao Qin's side, she reached out and grabbed his ear: "Seeing that my mother has given you face, don't you think you are great? How dare you call me, okay, surname Qin's, you're capable now, it's best that you kick me out now, so that we don't have to annoy you in front of you!"

Don't look at Lao Qin's majesty in front of his son, but in front of his wife, he looks like a mouse that has met a cat. While smiling wryly, he stretched out his hand to pull the hand on his ear, and said, "Oh, my aunt, grandma. Listen to me..."

"Say, tell me, if you don't tell me something today, the surname Qin, I will never end with you today!"

Song Ping became more and more angry.

Old Qin endured the pain and picked up a plastic card from the table: "Look at what this is?"

"What? You don't want to use this to make me let you go."

Although he said that he would not let him go, his hands loosened Lao Qin's ears, took the plastic card, looked at it over and over again, and said in confusion: "Isn't this Xiao Zhao's ID card...you Why leave his ID card behind?"

"Think about it carefully?"

Lao Qin blinked: "It's the summer crackdown period."

Song Ping suddenly understood that if she didn't have an ID card during the crackdown period, it would be a problem to stay outside. Without a place to stay, her son would have to go home obediently sooner or later?

After thinking about this point, Song Ping's heart suddenly became brighter, but she gave her husband a blank look and said: "I don't see that you are really insidious, did you have this idea when you searched just now? "

"hey-hey,"

Lao Qin smiled complacently: "How can I not understand this bastard's little thoughts? Don't think that he can hang out for a while after stealing your wallet, but without an ID card, he still has nowhere to go. In the end, those who have nowhere to go can only obediently come back and agree to Lao Tzu's conditions, right?"

If Qin Zhao heard what his father said, he would be so angry that he would not go home. As the top internal guard in Zhongnanhai, his ID card was no more than a piece of waste paper in their eyes.

But unfortunately, he didn't hear it, so he was forced to go home and follow the trap designed by Lao Qin.

This is the only way out.

Because he was afraid that the old man would find out that he had stolen his mother's wallet, after jumping off the second floor, Qin Zhao let go of his feet and ran out of the Qin family's villa. After running a long way, he stopped and looked back.

Yes, although I have been living a luxurious life these days, my physical fitness has not been corrupted. The few hundred meters just now took at most 30 seconds. Come and race with your buddies.

After the danger was lifted, Qin Zhao was only complacent for a moment, then worried about where to go in the future.

He didn't believe that the old man drove him out like this, even if he blew his beard and stared at him angrily.

Because he has confidence in Song Ping, since he was a child, he was his mother's baby bump. If the old man really doesn't recognize himself, she can't fight with him?

Although his mother didn't do anything to help him this time, it was just that he did too much.

But it is undeniable that in the recent period of time, I can't go back.

Taking out the wallet he stole from his mother, Qin Zhao opened it and said, okay, there are more than a thousand dollars in it, which is not bad.

But some regrets are: Why didn't this mother stuff a bank card in it?

After leaving the neighborhood and coming to the street, Qin Zhao walked aimlessly east along the sidewalk.

Because it is summer now, around 4:30 in the morning, the sky is already turning pale, and those small vendors selling snacks and vegetables are already busy. Looking at the endless street lamps, Qin Zhao suddenly felt A burst of melancholy.

Find a place to sleep first, alas.

Qin Zhao sighed, found a small hotel and walked in.

There is no way, more than 1,000 yuan has to be saved.

On the registration desk in the front hall of the small hotel, a middle-aged man in his forties was sleeping soundly with his head on his arms.

Tapping the table with his finger, Qin Zhao said softly, "Boss, stay at the hotel."

"Ah, oh."

The middle-aged man who was having a good dream raised his head in surprise, and when he heard clearly that the person was going to stay in the hotel, he wiped the corner of his mouth with his backhand, and said in a daze, "How many people are there? Every day in a single room." 40 yuan, 50 with an air conditioner."

"Just myself, give me 50."

Qin Zhao took out a sheet of hundreds from his pocket and put it on the counter.

"Um."

Perhaps it was because he saw the red portrait of a great man that the middle-aged man came to his senses at this moment, and while taking out the registration form from the drawer, he said, "Identity card."

ID card?

Qin Zhao was stunned...

After walking out of the small hotel listlessly, Xiao Qin hates the roots of his teeth itching: "Old man, you are really good at it. I said I searched my body. It turned out that I was trying to get my ID card away. You are so tall. You just took advantage of the summer to crack down on this thing." It's hard for me, okay, you're tall.

In desperation, Qin Zhao had no choice but to dawdle in the direction of home.

Since I decided to be a law-abiding citizen from the day I came back, I must not run around without an ID card. During the crackdown period, this is very dangerous and I will go to jail!

When he came near the villa, it was already dawn, so he might as well eat outside before going home.

After having a full meal, he lingered until about 8 o'clock, guessing that the old man had probably gone to the company, Qin Zhaocai took out fifty cents to buy a newspaper from the eyes of the old lady who sold the newspaper, which meant that we didn't look at you for nothing Newspapers in the morning will increase your turnover no matter what.

Thank you, I am Lei Feng.

When he sneaked into the house with the newspaper that he had read the advertisement three times, Lao Qin's Mercedes-Benz in the yard was no longer there, which made Qin Zhao heave a sigh of relief.

As long as the old man is not around, the mother is still reluctant to discipline her precious son.

Sure enough, as soon as Qin Zhao lingered into the yard, Song Ping saw him from the living room through the window, and quickly put down the mop in her hand and ran out.

Although the Qin family has such a large property, there is no nanny at all. Song Ping usually does the housework by herself. Anyway, she is idle every day. It is better to tidy up the housework and feel more comfortable.

"Son, where have you been?"

As soon as Song Ping came out of the living room, she yelled, "Good boy, do you know how worried Mom is about you?"

good……

Qin Zhao smiled wryly: "Mom, how old am I this year, are you still obedient?"

"How old is my mother's son, how good is my mother?"

Song Ping stared, reached out and grabbed his son's arm, afraid that he would turn around and run away again: "Come into the house, I made you the preserved egg porridge in the morning, drink it while it's hot... Your father has already gone to work, Don't be afraid."

I didn't do anything to be sorry to the people or the party, let alone the old Qin's family or Mr. Qin Xiangye. Am I so afraid?

Qin Zhao murmured in his heart, letting his mother pull him closer to the living room.

"Go and wash your face first, and I'll get you some food."

After Song Ping closed the living room door, she let go.

"Mom, I won't run away, why are you so careful?"

Qin Zhao sat on the sofa: "I ate breakfast outside, so you don't have to work... By the way, did my father say anything?"

"How can the food outside be as nutritious as the one made by my mother? After eating, I have to eat another bowl,"

Song Ping didn't listen to her son's dissuasion, and walked into the kitchen: "Your father didn't say anything, but just left you a note, saying that you should follow the note and just do it."

Reaching out to pick up the piece of paper on the coffee table, Qin Zhao couldn't help crying and laughing after only a few glances: "What, I went to apply for a job at my own company? Very wise dad, did you make a mistake?"

Continuing to look down, Qin Zhao shook his head again and again: "After passing the application, I still have to ask that woman to work as a secretary in the company? My dear father, you are really good, let a buddy be a secretary for a woman, how can you do that?" Wouldn't you be laughed at? No, I have to find a way to mess this up."