Chapter 81 Sheng's Mother's Floral Coat

Jiansu Province, Qiansu City, Yangsi County, Liren Town.

This is not Shengfei's hometown yet.

When you get to Liren Town, you have to drive for another hour until the boundary monument of the two cities, where you arrive at the village where Shengfei's hometown is located.

The remoteness can't be described by the word remoteness, and the construction of a new ruralism has not been affected here, but fortunately, it is not too poor here. After all, every family has a lot of land, and the annual harvest is also good. Coupled with raising pigs and feeding rabbits, you can always make some money.

Of course, when you come to such a place in a luxury car, you will always pay attention to it to a certain extent. There are many young people who know Maybach along the way. When they see it, they will always sigh, and then they are deeply puzzled: why such luxury cars are driven in this place, and why such luxury cars come to such a place. A place.

The national highway is very dusty. Wang Zheng squinted at the road ahead, pointed to the villages on both sides of the road, and said, "Miss, have you ever been to such a place?"

"I've never been here." Shangguan's poetry tells the truth.

"It's just an experience. If you are not used to it, don't dislike it, but we shouldn't spend the night here."

"It doesn't matter. There are not too many things in the capital now. We can stay in Jiangsu for two more days." Shangguan Shishi said that recently, things have happened one after another, and she is indeed tired and wants to relax. Indeed, not everyone with high authority can have a sense of enjoyment.

"It's a good idea to relax on this trip." Wang Zheng looked at the road ahead and said, "I guess we will arrive at Shengfei's hometown in an hour."

Shangguan Shishi looked at Wang Zheng, who was driving seriously, and said doubtfully, "I've always been curious. How do you know Shengfei's hometown? I think you are familiar with the road all the way. This place is so difficult to find, but you are as familiar with the road.

Wang Zheng smiled and did not explain it too clearly: "I've been to this place several times before."

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Shengfei arrived at her home earlier than Wang Zheng, but when she saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't believe her eyes and suspected that she had gone the wrong way.

Once a row of tile houses has disappeared, replaced by three-storey buildings rising from the ground, with a row of foreign design and huge open-air houses. It looks like a garden house in a big city, which completely makes people forget that this is the countryside at the junction of the two cities.

However, those familiar smiling faces, neighbors' houses and the rice and corn on the road were still confirmed by Shengfei. This is the place where he grew up.

It's just that how can it become like this?

Shengfei stood next to Shangku and looked at the luxurious garden house, and was a little overwhelmed.

At this time, a middle-aged woman in a floral cloth coat, dark skin, short hair and looked like she was in her fifties. She came out of the yard of the foreign building and saw the graceful bloom. After looking at it carefully for a few seconds and confirming the identity of the other party, she shouted with surprise, "Daughter, come back. La!"

"Mom!" Shengfei saw his mother come out and saw the kind smile. His nose was immediately sore and his tears couldn't stop.

"Good boy, finally back." Sheng's mother hugged Shengfei and said with tears in her eyes: "But I haven't been home for two years."

"I haven't been back for two years." Shengfei wiped her tears and said, "Mom, how about I take you away this time and go to the capital with your daughter, okay?"

Sheng's mother smiled and said, "I can't leave, my daughter, look at our house has built such a big building, so that your grandparents and uncles have moved in. You let us live a good life, and I am even more reluctant to leave."

Shengfei's expression flashed with doubt: "Mom, where did the money for building come from?"

"Where did you come from? Didn't you send money every month?" Sheng's mother touched Shengfei's head and said, "Daughter, I wanted to save your money for you as a dowry, but I saw that your cousin couldn't marry a wife because he didn't have a good house at home, so I was cruel and built a big building."

After a pause, Sheng's mother continued, "With such a competitive daughter, you don't know how much face I am in the village. Every time those old neighbors see me, they praise you enough. Who said that raising a daughter is not better than raising a son? My daughter is much better than those men in the village."

The doubt on Shengfei's face is even bigger: "Well, Mom, don't be busy praising me. It will cost hundreds of thousands of yuan to build this building, right? I'm sure I haven't sent so much money in the past few years, right?

"Yes, there must be." Sheng's mother said, "I spent a total of 600,000 yuan to build this small foreign building. In recent years, you have remitted more than 20,000 yuan to your home every month. My daughter can really make money in the capital."

"Oh, so that's it." Shengfei nodded on the surface, but muttered in his heart:

"But I remember that I only transfer three or five thousand yuan to my home every month. What's going on?"

"Mom, I have to figure it out." Shengfei didn't want to have too many doubts about this matter for fear of falling into other people's traps: "Mom, how many times is more than 20,000 yuan sent every month? How did they all come here?

Sheng's mother looked even more puzzled: "What's the matter, daughter, you don't even know how to send money yourself? One time it was sent to our card, and the other time it was sent from the post office, usually about 20,000 yuan.

"Well, well, it seems that there is such a thing." There are too many doubts, and Shengfei dares not veto it face to face. The only thing that can be sure is that the 20,000 yuan sent every month is definitely not his own.

Who would that be?

"Mom, what's your dress?" Shengfei looked carefully at the floral cloth coat on his mother's body, and the expression on his face was very wonderful!

Surprise, extremely surprised!

"What's the matter? Did my daughter have a fever today? It's always shocking." Sheng's mother felt that Shengfei was very abnormal today.

"Don't talk, show me." Shengfei was anxious and quickly looked at the trademark behind his mother's collar. After confirming the above line of Italian, he finally changed into a ghostly expression.

is the collection of the internationally famous luxury brand Imanin!

Imaning once released a series of floral models. In the eyes of Chinese people, these floral clothes or bags are no different from the clothes made by rural peasants, but those foreign rich ladies have little resistance to such styles, and they flocked to order at the clothing conference. When the Italian president's wife visited China with her husband, she was wearing a short floral coat. As a result, she was laughed at by Chinese netizens for more than a month.

Others may not know, but as the design director of a clothing company and a professional who has won the Starlight Award, Shengfei is naturally familiar with it!

However, with her professional vision, she almost looked away and regarded her mother's clothes as ordinary "village clothes".

"Dir, what's wrong with you? Can't you recognize the clothes I sent to your mother? Sheng's mother touched Shengfei's forehead with her hand to see if her daughter was really feverish. Today's performance was really abnormal.

"Oh, Mom, I really don't have a fever!" Shengfei looked solemnly and took away his mother's hand on his forehead. Suddenly, he was stunned and then said, "Imaning, Imaning, it seems that someone has been wearing it recently. Why are you so familiar with it?"

Shengfei searched carefully in his mind, and a vague figure gradually became clear.

Wang Zheng!

When this mysterious little bodyguard stepped into Tianpingshan Villa and saw Shengfei for the first time, he wore this Imanin, washed white vest and trousers, and the flip-flops chased by rich foreign businessmen!

It's Wang Zheng! It has always been a doubtful thing for a little bodyguard who came from the countryside to wear the world's luxury brand limited edition.

However, my mother also wears Imaning. Does this have anything to do with Wang Zheng?