Chapter 33: Yang Father and Mother's Surprise

  "How is that possible? I've been busy preparing for graduation and finding a job for half a year, where do I have time to practice chess? Dad, won't it be your chess skills that have declined?" Yang Qing said with a light smile, then made a move on the board.

  "Nonsense, yesterday I and your uncle were playing, and I even defeated him so badly that he was completely routed. My chess skills haven't declined in the least." Hearing Yang Qing's teasing, Yang's father glared back at him loudly.

  "That must be the chess talent you passed down to me, Dad! It's finally bursting out!" Yang Qing immediately changed his tune and gave a small flattery to his dad.

  "That's about right." Upon hearing Yang Qing say this, his father nodded in satisfaction.

  After a while, Yang Qing said in a very casual tone: "Dad, I've made quite a bit of money recently. What do you think if I buy you a car?"

  "Buy a car? A car costs at least tens of thousands, how much money have you made? You can actually help me buy a car?" Yang's father looked up at Yang Qing and asked with a gentle smile.

  "There are probably several million!" Yang Qing said cautiously, looking at his father's face.

  "What? Several hundred million?" Yang Deshui looked at his son with a shocked face, somewhat doubting whether he had misheard what was said earlier.

  Yang Dewei didn't take it seriously when he heard his son say that he wanted him to buy a car, thinking that his son was just chatting with him. Who knew that his son was actually serious?

  "What kind of job are you doing, earning so much in a month? You didn't win the lottery, did you?"

  When Yang Dewei heard that his son had suddenly come into possession of several million, his first thought was that his son had won the lottery. As for whether Yang Qing might have taken a wrong path, Yang Dewei hadn't even considered it.

  Don't you understand your own son? Furthermore, even if he has taken a wrong path, what kind of wrong path can earn him hundreds of millions in just one month? Do you really think it's that easy to make money on the wrong path?

  "Dad, how much do you think this bill is worth?"

  Yang Qing took out a Samsung qing shen fu from his bosom and placed it in front of his father, asking seriously.

  He picked it up and took a look, then put the seal back on the chessboard, asking tentatively: "One hundred? Or two hundred?"

  In Yang De-shui's eyes, this talisman was worth only a dozen or so yuan, but the price of such things is not fixed, and he tried to estimate it as high as possible.

  Seeing his son take out a talisman, with a serious face asking him to appraise it, Yang Deshui guessed that the several million yuan his son had earned was probably related to this small piece of paper.

  But if so, how many talismans should be sold?

  "I'm selling it for this price!" Yang Qing stretched out five fingers and waved them in front of his father.

  "Five hundred! You dare to charge such a high price, aren't you afraid of being held accountable later?"

  "Dad, you're underestimating your son too much! It's not five hundred, it's five hundred... million!"

  Yang Qing's last word "ten million" had just come out, and Yang Father was shocked to look at his own son. A talisman paper worth 50 million, has this world gone crazy?

  "Ah, it seems I'm really old." Yang's father sighed softly. The money he had earned in his lifetime was not even as much as the spare change his son made in a month, and he couldn't help but feel a little disheartened.

  "Dad, you're not old, you're in your prime! But since I'm already making money, you should take a break and enjoy life with mom. Play chess every day, watch TV, it's not bad at all!"

  Yang Qing walked over and wrapped his arms around his old man's shoulders, beginning to comfort him there.

  "Go away, I still need you this stinky kid to comfort me?" Yang's father pushed Yang Qing away and said in a bad tone.

  Yang's mother happened to come in from outside at this time, and as soon as she came in, she asked Yang Qing: "Xiaoqing, I heard them say that the car at the entrance of the alley was driven back by you. Did you buy a car?"

  "Your son has now become a big rich man, not only did he buy a car for himself, but now he also wants to buy one for his old man me!" Yang De-shui already knew about his son's income, so naturally he was sure that the car belonged to Yang Qing.

  Hearing Yang's father's words, Yang's mother looked at Yang Qing with some confusion, what big rich man?

  "Mom, I found a good job outside and now I have an income of several million per month. So, I want to buy a car for Dad and a house for you both, so that you can also enjoy a better life."

  "A few million a month?" Yang's mother was also shocked by Yang Qing's income.

  "This kid sells this symbol for 5 million yuan per piece, and if he can sell one piece a month, he will reach that number." Yang's father picked up the Three Star Clear Spirit Symbol from the chessboard and said to Yang's mother.

  "This... Xiao Qing, you're selling this talisman for such a high price. If it doesn't work, won't people come looking for trouble? Whoever can afford to spend so much money on a talisman must not be an ordinary person!"

  Yang's mother did not show any delight at Yang Qing earning so much money, instead she looked worried and said.

  "Mom, don't worry! This talisman is really useful. I learned it from an old Taoist priest, and at first, I spent a lot of effort practicing drawing these talismans!"

  As he spoke, Yang Qing took out another Three Stars Clear Spirit Talisman from his bosom and placed it in his mother's hand.

  "Mom, try it and see if you feel more refreshed in your mind and very comfortable?"

  In the Qing Shen Fu, a continuous flow of cool air emerged, making Yang Mu feel refreshed and invigorated, as if she had just woken up from a good sleep, with her spirits lifted.

  "Ah, Xiao Qing, this seal of yours is indeed useful!"

  "You little stinker, you're really something! You've actually learned how to draw talismans that work. It looks like we don't have to worry about you anymore."

  "Dad, Mom, you guys find something to seal the talisman first and carry it with you, there are many benefits. I'll go see my grandfather's house now."

  After saying a word to his parents, Yang Qing carried a box of wine and a box of cigarettes out of the door.

  Grandpa Yang's house was not far from theirs, just a few alleys away. Yang Qing walked for a few minutes and arrived.

  Seeing the Buick Regal parked at the door, Yang Qing was also slightly stunned and wondered whose car it was.

  Carrying two boxes, Yang Qing walked directly into the main room and saw a young man and an old lady sitting on the sofa, while his grandfather and grandmother were sitting beside them.

  "Grandpa, grandma."

  "Xiao Qing, when did you come back?" Seeing Yang Qing return, his grandparents were also full of surprise.

  "It's Little Qing! Haven't seen you for years, and you've grown so much taller!" The old lady on the sofa also smiled and greeted Yang Qing.

  Yang Qing forced a smile and nodded, greeting her with: "Fourth Auntie, you're here!"

  This old lady is Yang Qing's aunt, and the young man sitting next to her is her son. These two are also Yang Qing's fourth aunt and cousin.

  Logically speaking, Yang Qingjia and their relationship should be considered relatively close, but in reality, they are actually quite distant.

  The young man sitting there was named Gao Qiufeng. Although he was only a few years older than Yang Qing, according to their generational relationship, Yang Qing should have called him "uncle". However, Yang Qing was too lazy to greet him.