Chapter 697: Family Ethics Drama

Naturally, Lu Xingcheng and Xiaolan didn't buy diamonds, so Lu Xingcheng called Lu's mother, told the situation, and said, "We're going back now."

"Come back? Why don't you take Xiaolan around when you come back!" Lu's mother shook her head secretly. Her son, who is not enlightened by elm, finally had such an opportunity, but he didn't seize the opportunity and hurry up with him. Girls cultivate feelings...

Lu Xingcheng asked Xiaolan blankly: "My mother said let me go shopping with you... Where do you want to go?"

Xiaolan was a little absent-minded, and kept holding the bracelet that Daqiang gave her before, feeling a little lost.

Suddenly, she found that the bracelet wasn't that valuable either.

It's hard to say what kind of psychology, she suddenly didn't want it anymore.

Everyone has a price expectation for themselves. Daqiang has a bad nose and crooked mouth. Xiaolan doesn't like him, but Daqiang can give her such a bracelet.

Lu Xingcheng looks like the main character of the popular special forces TV series before, cool and handsome, so Xiaolan thinks that if Lu Xingcheng can buy her a diamond ring, with this handsome face, it will be worth the price difference of 100,000 to 80,000 .

In the final analysis, it is still important to look good.

At this moment, the bracelet that Daqiang gave her suddenly shrank, and it was estimated to be worth 20,000 to 30,000 yuan. Whether Lu Xingcheng bought her a diamond ring didn't seem to be that important.

"Lu... Xingcheng, take me back." Xiaolan said suddenly, "I'll go find Daqiang and return this bracelet to him."

"What if he gave you another one?" Lu Xingcheng couldn't help asking, and after asking, he felt that the question was a bit poor, and he didn't know who was influenced by it.

Xiaolan was really confused.

Lu Xingcheng thinks women are difficult to understand, but this Xiaolan is quite easy to understand.

Lu Xingcheng stopped talking and concentrated on driving.

"Do you think I love money?" Xiaolan said suddenly.

Lu Xingcheng didn't speak, he really thought so, but it's hard to say it outright, the clumsy words just now were his super-level performance, and now he couldn't find a word suitable for the moment after searching his brain.

"Well, I'm asking you." Xiaolan stretched out her hand and pushed Lu Xingcheng.

Lu Xingcheng suddenly felt a big headache, women are really troublesome, why do you have to ask clearly?

"I just think you... don't need to wrong yourself for the dowry." Lu Xingcheng said.

"You don't know... It's been more than two years since my younger brother came back from the army. He's just doing nothing. He got into a fight with someone last year and was imprisoned for three months. He couldn't even find a wife... My father I wanted to find a wife for him, and said that I would live in peace if I became a father, but who would want him? After finally finding a family, I just opened my mouth and asked for a dowry gift of 300,000 yuan. My father worked hard to get 200,000 yuan..."

To be honest, the people that Lu Xingcheng has been in contact with all day long are like Nan Ming, living a life that is not in the world.

A certain extravagant and vicious guy, in order to eat a fish, can send dozens of people across the entire ocean, showing off his power all the way, scaring so many countries' navies are waiting in full battle, all kinds of aircraft, radars and even satellites are tracking and escorting them all the way, for fear Silence broke into their waters angrily and swept for a while.

This kind of life is so out of tune with the vulgar, real, realistic distress that is suddenly coming.

"Then what about yourself? Did you just find someone to marry? Your father is too partial." Lu Xingcheng couldn't help but said.

If there are feminists here, I'm afraid they will shout that Xiaolan is a victim of feudal thinking.

"You don't know, my brother fights because of me. The bastard before, he wanted to treat me... wanted to treat me..." Xiaolan couldn't continue, and said again: "And that's my brother, I Who cares about him?"

Lu Xingcheng couldn't help but glance sideways at Xiaolan, and suddenly felt that this girl was not as snobby or greedy as he imagined.

She is ordinary and real, unlike those women in TV and novels, like a fire, she is just a scoop of river water, there may be silt, duckweed, and filth, but it is also clear and sweet.

Lu Xingcheng also has older brothers and sisters. In all fairness, if it was for his own brothers and sisters, maybe he would sacrifice his own interests, just like now, for his mother's order, he has to be able to get married.

The current mainstream of society is the world of only children, who pay attention to individuality, independence, and freedom. Sometimes they don’t care about other people’s feelings, don’t know how to sacrifice themselves for others, and don’t understand why some people don’t know how to refuse the demands of their brothers, sisters, and parents. Always pay again and again, and call it all poisoned by the old society.

Just like Nanming Nanzong and his generation, they all have this kind of character that doesn't care about others.

But he and Xiaolan are obviously more old-fashioned.

Lu Xingcheng thought for a while, changed his method, and said, "Your brother is not very old."

"Twenty-three, not too young." Xiao Lan said.

Lu Xingcheng smiled. In such a small place in the northwest, Twenty-Three is naturally not young, but in a big city, Twenty-Three is just a freshman who just left the society. He said: "Why don't you let your brother go out and make a living?" Going around, always staying at home, on such an acre of land, it is of course difficult to find a partner, go out and explore, maybe you will find the right one..."

"What's the good of going out? It's so chaotic outside... You went out too, and then came back to find someone?" Xiao Lan said.

Lu Xingcheng was tongue-tied, not knowing what to say.

It makes sense, but I can't refute it.

"I know you don't like me and think I'm vulgar, but Madam likes me, as long as you give me 200,000 dowry, I'll marry you and treat you well for the rest of my life. If you're doing your business outside, come back if you want, I'll help you take care of the children at home and take care of the aunt..." These were the last words Xiaolan said to Lu Xingcheng in the car.

Lu Xingcheng didn't know what to say, and he didn't know whether he should agree.

Although he doesn't know anything about love, he also feels that love and marriage—even if it's a marriage without love, shouldn't be such a deal. A lifetime is too long, can two hundred thousand be bought out?

Or did you hire a long-term nanny for 200,000 yuan?

Before Lu Xingcheng came back, he felt that he had reached the age where he had to accept the reality and find a way to start a family.

But this reality is too realistic, so realistic that he cannot accept it.

He intuitively felt that Xiaolan shouldn't abuse him like this, and also felt that Xiaolan seemed to be the one who really suited him.

In his heart, there is a blue ocean, an endless ocean of stars, which cannot accommodate much else, and it is even difficult to accommodate a woman and a family.

But this is unfair to Xiaolan, absolutely unfair.

While struggling, Xiaolan's cell phone rang, and a male voice came from inside: "Sister, don't come back, Daqiang is here."

Xiaolan was taken aback for a moment, Lu Xingcheng heard it, looked at her sideways, and asked, "Are you going back?"

"Go back." Xiao Ran said.

Lu Xingcheng didn't speak, but subconsciously slowed down the accelerator.

This girl, the room left for her in life is so small, so small that there are only two choices, one is Daqiang, and the other is him.

How to face, how to choose?

The village where Xiaolan's family lives is not far from the village where Lu Xingcheng lives. It's more than ten miles, not even a kilometer. When you come back from the city, you just step on the accelerator.

Leaving the county road, the car got on the bumpy machine-cultivated road, and after walking for a while, I saw a small village. Before I turned into the narrow alley where Xiaolan's house was, I heard a male voice: "I tell you Daqiang, my sister will not marry you! Don’t think that I don’t know who you are! You have three children, and you still want to find my sister!”

"Junzi, don't...you stop..." Another panicked voice came from the yard, and then a short man with a bad nose and crooked mouth ran out of the black painted wooden door with his head in his arms.

A young man in his twenties was chasing after him. The young man was shirtless, revealing his dark tendons. His dark face was flushed with excitement, and he was waving a mop pole in his hand.

A man in his fifties or sixties hugged him tightly from behind, not letting him go forward. Daqiang was furious after being beaten, and said angrily, "What's wrong with me having three children? I'm not married yet. Wait until I get married later." After losing Xiaolan, it must be that the Ming Dynasty is marrying..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the young man broke free from the restraint of the man behind him, and landed on his face, causing his nose to bleed profusely.

"You...you actually hit me..." Daqiang was already ugly, but now he was even uglier, with nosebleeds all over his face, and he stretched out his hand to wipe it, like a ghost.

"I hit you!" The young man was still struggling, as if he would not give up until he was beaten to death.

"You wait! You're finished!" Daqiang held his nose and took out his phone, "See if I can't kill you!"

"Daqiang! Daqiang, please calm down, don't be like this... Uncle is not good, uncle will give you an apology..." The man who was holding the young man just now hurriedly hugged Daqiang and begged him, but Daqiang was relentless and insisted. Let's make this matter bigger.

"You, hurry up and beg you Brother Daqiang, we will be a family from now on..." The man went back to persuade the young man.

"Father, what are you afraid of? At worst, you can lock me up for a few more months, and I'm not short of these few months. No matter how you say it, you can't sell my sister to such a person! I'll be a bachelor for the rest of my life." , can't let my sister marry such a person!"

"What are you talking about, how can you sell your sister..." The man was in a state of desperation, "Daqiang, Daqiang, calm down..."

At this moment, Lu Xingcheng actually despises this man.

It's wrong for a young man named Junzi to be young and aggressive, but a son doesn't teach his father and son.

Not to mention not educating his son well, but also selling his daughter's lifelong happiness.

Xiao Lan's voluntary sacrifice is one thing, but her father's incompetence is another.

Of course, having said that, most of the people in this world are ordinary people, so how can there be so many capable fathers?

At this time, Lu Xingcheng didn't know whether he should stop the car, or pretend to pass by, and drove Xiaolan away.

Xiao Lan didn't wait for the car to stabilize, she stepped out of the car, Lu Xingcheng quickly stopped the car, and could only follow.

"The broken bracelet I gave you back, get out of my house!" Xiaolan split her hands and threw the bracelet on Daqiang's face, glaring at him angrily.

"You... Xiaolan..." Xiaolan's father didn't know what to do.

Lu Xingcheng didn't know whether he should intervene. Seeing Daqiang looking over, he reached out to say hello. After all, he was also a childhood playmate.

Daqiang's eyes shrank, he turned his head with his neck straight, pointed at Xiaolan and said, "Okay, your family is toasting and not eating fine wine, do you really think I have a crush on you? You wait, See if I can't kill you! You wait for your brother to be imprisoned for a lifetime!"

Daqiang made a phone call, and after a while, the police came. Daqiang pointed at Junzi and said a few words, and Junzi was taken away.

Daqiang arrogantly threatened: "I tell you, Junzi has entered, so don't try to come out whole!"

Daqiang turned around and left, then turned around suddenly, picked up the bracelet that fell in the mud, and then got into the car and left.

Lu Xingcheng looked at the man squatting there smoking a cigarette with trembling hands, and Xiaolan who was covering her face and crying, and didn't know what to say.

To be honest, this was just a chance meeting, and Lu Xingcheng didn't think he should intervene.

Moreover, he has been away from home for more than ten years, even if he wanted to intervene, he would not be able to.

But Xiaolan was sent back by him after all, so he could only comfort him clumsily: "Don't cry, Junzi just kicked Lu Xingcheng's nose, and he will be detained for a few days at most, it's fine."

"You don't know, Daqiang is very powerful and knows everyone. He said that Junzi can't come out. Junzi is afraid... Junzi is afraid..." Xiaolan cried bitterly.

Lu Xingcheng felt a big headache. Although he hadn't been back for a long time, he also knew that the smaller the place, the denser the relationship network and the more shady scenes.

Lu Xingcheng searched his stomach, and said for a long time: "I seem to have a comrade in arms here, I'll ask him if there is any relationship..."

Although there are not many contacts in the army and the local area, there must be some people I know, unlike him, who is locked in the submarine all day long and sees no one.

Lu Xingcheng found a mobile phone number, called it, and immediately heard an enthusiastic voice: "Xingcheng? Why would you think of a noble person like you to call me?"

"Great man... how can I be considered a noble man..." Lu Xingcheng smiled wryly, he was dismissed by the army, "You probably don't know, I've changed my job."

"I know, why don't I know? You kid, keep silent, you found a good place!" The voice on the other side was still very enthusiastic, "Where are you now? Wait, you called me, maybe you are back ? I buy you a drink!"

"Alcohol must be drunk, but I have something to ask you for a favor, that's how it is..."

"Hey, this little thing? You wait for me for ten minutes." The other side said.

Lu Xingcheng said to Xiaolan: "He told me to wait, maybe we need to find a relationship, don't worry."

Xiaolan held back her tears, forced a smile, and invited Lu Xingcheng in.

The neighbors all around came out, pointing at this side, it is not good to stand outside the door.

Lu Xingcheng followed Xiaolan into the small courtyard. The house was bare, but it was also a typical small courtyard in the countryside, with no decent furniture.

Sitting on a wooden armchair, drinking earthy old tea, ten minutes later, a car horn sounded outside the door. Everyone went out to have a look, and a police car drove back.

The two policemen brought Junzi to the door and said: "After finishing the record, the preliminary appraisal shows that the injured is only bleeding from the nose, which is a minor injury. You need to pay the injured five hundred yuan for medical expenses, and you will be fined another five hundred yuan. The total is one thousand. I will arrive tomorrow." Pay the fine at the police station."

After speaking, he left in a hurry.

Xiaolan was dumbfounded, not knowing how the trick changed.

Lu Xingcheng was also puzzled, his comrade-in-arms is very energetic, and this matter was settled so quickly?

Although this punishment is actually normal, but the speed is too fast.

He quickly took out his cell phone, and wanted to call to thank him, when the cell phone rang.

"Xingcheng...thank you? This is what I should do. Wait, the chief wants to talk to you."

Chief? What chief?

A thick male voice came from over there: "Captain Lu? I'm Yang Yechao..."

Yang Yechao? Lu Xingcheng turned his head several times before he remembered who this Yang Yechao was.

Damn, this is a boss at the same level as Lao Chu, why are you talking to him?

"Hi, Chief!" Lu Xingcheng subconsciously stood up.

"Don't dare, dare not, Captain Lu, if you go back to your hometown, we should pay a visit earlier." Yang Yechao said with a smile, "Do you have time tonight? I'll be the host..."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Xingcheng was also a little foggy.

Isn't he just a big soldier? Yang Yechao's level actually wants to invite him, what's different? (To be continued.)