Chapter 125 Wang’s Mother (1)
The young couple was chatting about trivial matters, and the pager suddenly rang. Wang Xu also had a pager now, so he bought it after receiving the dividends. It was a small digital machine for nearly 2,000 yuan. No one could make this profit. Nowadays, there is also an independent telephone, which is placed in the living room. It also costs thousands of dollars. Modern life is really expensive.
"Hello, I'm Wang Xu, who's looking for me?" Wang Xu walked over, picked up the phone, and called back.
"Hey, I'm your mother. You're so capable, but you don't even live at home anymore." A machine gun-like voice came from the phone. The voice was actually pleasant, with a crispy smell.
"Hey, Mom?" Wang Xu had been preparing to say "Mom" for a long time, but he still trembled a little when he called her. He hadn't called her this name for an unknown amount of time.
Wang Xu thought about how to call her mom like this, but it didn't seem that difficult when it came to it. Maybe it was because of time travel that Wang Xu had long been accustomed to various identities.
"Mom, are you back?" Wang Xu was a little surprised. He had lost contact with his mother for almost a month. Although it was a modern society, there were still many places where contact was difficult in the 1990s. Until now, Wang Xu only knew them. I went to express condolences, but I don’t know where I went.
"I came back. You gave your house to a girl and didn't even say hello to me. If your Aunt Jiang hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost left her house." My mother spoke quickly and crisply, as expected. It's the drummer who sings the Beijing rhyme drum. The drum has a clean and crisp sound, and even the nagging has rhythm.
"Who told you to disappear as soon as you left? Dad, too. If it weren't for Uncle Li, I would have reported him missing." Wang Xu also began to tease his mother. He inherited everything from his predecessor, including of course Mom.
"Hurry up and come back. I haven't seen my precious son for a long time. I'm surprised." My mother's voice was a little doting, but she made no secret of it. This was different from ordinary parents.
His mother never concealed her love for Wang Xu, but Wang Xu accepted it calmly. Wang Xu's smooth integration was indispensable with the help of the remnant soul of his predecessor. During the fusion, the predecessor could view everything about him, and he could do the same. Obviously the predecessor recognized him, otherwise, the fusion would not have been so smooth.
By inheriting his body and paying for his karma, Wang Xu will repay his parents, relatives and friends well, support him and fulfill his filial piety. If Wang Xu hadn't penetrated him, my mother and father would have been suffering from the pain of losing their son. No one knows which is better, a substitute or a bereaved child.
Wang Xu's personality is very similar to that of his predecessor, with similar hobbies and the same name. If it weren't for the huge gap in identity, background and appearance, Wang Xu would even feel like he was reborn.
"Okay, Queen Mother, I'll be right back." Wang Xu said hello and hung up the phone.
"Would you like to come home with me? My mother is back?" Wang Xu turned around and kissed Wang Fei who was hugging him, and said.
"Well, do you want to bring a gift? This new daughter-in-law is here." A blush suddenly appeared on Wang Fei's pretty face.
"No need to bring it. Bringing him a daughter-in-law is better than any gift." I believe Aunt Jiang had already told her mother about Wang Fei's identity. She didn't mention it and just let him make his own decision.
"That's good, come on, I'll dress you." Wang Xu's hands started to be dishonest again.
"roll."
The two people who were playing around got dressed. This time Wang Fei wore a set of casual clothes, which seemed less formal than formal. After all, Wang Xu was still young, so he couldn't dress up like a blind date when he brought his girlfriend back.
It's not too cold in the imperial capital in late autumn, the clothes are all ready-made, and the wardrobe is full of Wang Xu's new works.
Wang Fei chose a pair of dark narrow-leg jeans, a light-colored turtleneck sweater, a light brown long windbreaker, and a pair of black leather boots. It was simple but not simple. Coupled with Wang Fei's tall figure and slender legs, she looks very heroic.
Wang Xu wore simple jeans, big leather shoes, a turtleneck sweater, a short leather jacket, and sunglasses. Although he didn't have much aura, he was definitely domineering.
The small courtyard was not far from the courtyard, so Wang and Xu didn't ride their bikes and just strolled home.
Wang Xu held Wang Fei's hand tightly. The girl's palms were a little sweaty. In such a cold weather, it seemed that even the most carefree girl was afraid of meeting her parents.
The courtyard was right in front of her. Wang Fei stopped in a rare moment and reached out to help Wang Xu arrange his clothes carefully. Then she also checked carefully before taking Wang Xu's hand again.
"It's okay. My mother is very open-minded. They have raised me since I was a child and respect my opinions." Wang Xu comforted Wang Fei softly in her ear.
Then he took Wang Fei's little hand and walked quickly to his home.
As soon as he entered the door, a pretty woman had already stood up. Wearing a simple Lenin suit, straight trousers, and black cloth shoes, with a happy expression and a height of about 1.7 meters, he walked quickly towards the door.
This is of course Wang Xu's mother, Zheng Xiuzhi, one of the favorites of the city's performing arts troupe. He studied under Mr. Luo and is his proud disciple.
Zheng Xiuzhi has a delicate face, a graceful figure, and fair skin. She is clearly in her forties, but she looks like she is in her thirties. Although it cannot be compared with the frozen age of later generations, it can be considered to be quite well maintained in this era.
Wang Xu's appearance resembled her mother's, which made Wang Fei immediately find the origin of Wang Xu's appearance when she saw her for the first time.
"Mom", Wang Xu saw his mother and gave her a warm hug. He was very attached to her mother and hugged her every time they met again. I don’t know where my predecessor learned it. Most people in the imperial capital are not like this.
"You're so grown up, you still hug, and you're not afraid of being laughed at. Hey, there are guests here. This is Feifei, I heard Aunt Jiang talking about you." Mother Wang laughed and scolded and pushed Wang Xu away. This happens every time, mother and son The harmony between the two makes Wang Fei feel a bit like a lemon.
"Hello, aunt, I'm Wang Fei. Sorry, I came here without even saying hello." Wang Fei greeted Wang Xu's mother warmly. For the first time, Wang Fei's hands were still trembling slightly, but they have mostly recovered. Understand the natural and generous nature of daily life.
"What are you saying? Are you in love with Wang Xu? It's a good thing, I'm helping my aunt take care of this stupid boy. He doesn't do anything all day long." Zheng Xiuzhi abandoned Wang Xu and walked to Wang Fei. Let Wang Fei enter the house.
Wang Xu's mother looked at the girl carefully. She had a dignified appearance, clear eyes, aloof demeanor, beautiful body, slender figure, and a unique charm of elegance and refinement.
Nodding secretly, Wang Xu's mother was very satisfied with the appearance of Wang Xu's girlfriend. Her son's appearance was outstanding, and in his mother's eyes, he was the only one in the world. Wang Xu has had many girls express his love to him since he was a child, but Wang's mother has always stopped him.
Now that he is nineteen years old and in college, it is not too early to fall in love. This girl is said to be a few years older than her son, but it's not a big problem. She is a junior, and she has a gold brick. Wang Xu's mother still sees this very openly.
"If you haven't gone to make tea, pour water, and get ready, you're all waiting for your mother, right? I don't have a job in my eyes."
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