Super Spender

Chapter 150 - 150: 146: Simplicity

Chapter 150 - 150: 146: Simplicity

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The South Beach wasn’t far from the village either, it would only take around three to four minutes by car, and this was considering the poor road condition. Finn Lewis arrived at his farm in no time. His car drew many villagers’ attention along the way, but everyone was working in their field. They simply cast a distant glance at it.

It wasn’t because of the car, as quite a few families in the village also owned small cars, even though they might cost tens of thousands of yuan. Seeing a car would not surprise them; they were just wondering who had returned at this time. Due to societal development, almost no young people stayed in the village, leaving fewer and fewer villagers.

Finn Lewis knew that in the village where his family lived, he was the youngest one who had attended college. If he wasn’t here, his parents would probably be among the youngest ones in the village with no one under forty.

Finn Lewis quickly drove his car to his plot in the field. Although the road was not very good, it didn’t matter for this car. The car’s chassis wasn’t low and could be automatically adjusted to the height of an off-road vehicle.

The fields around were either planted with sunflowers or corn. Finn Lewis’s field was no exception. However, it was intercropped. That is to say, four rows of corn were planted, then wheat that just allowed a harvester in, and then corn again.

“Dad! Mom!” Finn Lewis got out of the car and shouted loudly.

“Oh, you came. Why don’t you stay at home and came to the field?” Finn’s mother’s voice came from the cornfield. Soon, a figure appeared at the edge of the field. When Fishy Wells saw Finn’s mother, she felt an indescribable emotion, despite being well prepared.

She was a typical rural woman, no different from her mother. She wore jeans and a white shirt. There was a headscarf around her head due to the wheat awns and dust during wheat harvesting. Even so, her face was already coated with a layer of gray dust.

Although such a woman couldn’t be described with words like ‘beautiful,’

‘elegant,’ or any other terms that compliment women’s appearance, Fishy Wells could feel something familiar in her – a familiar sense of intimacy, a familiar feeling of a mother’s love for her children.

When Fay Wells saw her son, she was taken aback. Although her son had mentioned that he made money during a phone call, she did not expect him to bring a car back home, and there was a stunningly beautiful girl standing next to his car.

Seeing the girl, Fay Wells quickly composed herself, and a mix of embarrassment and joy appeared on her face. She was certain that this girl was her son’s girlfriend. However, she hesitated: “Is our son good enough for such a beautiful girl?” She quickly put these questions aside, turned her head, and shouted: “Hazel, Hazel, come out.”

“I’m coming. Isn’t it just our brat coming back? Let me finish cutting this bundle first,” Hazel Lewis’s voice came from the field.

“Come quickly, our son brought his girlfriend back home,” Fay Wells shouted loudly.

“What?” Hazel Lewis answered and quickly walked out. Finn Lewis naturally heard his mother’s voice. However, he was quite calm. Along the way, he had told Ann what to expect. Still, Ann’s face turned slightly red, and she looked a bit embarrassed.

“You brat, why didn’t you give us a heads-up when you came back? Ah… You even brought your girlfriend here. Why did you bring her directly to the field? Let’s go home. I’ll have your dad tidy up, and we will go home. No more work today,” Fay Wells said loudly.

“Ah… What’s going on?” Hazel Lewis walked out of the field and naturally saw his son Finn Lewis, the extraordinarily beautiful Fishy Wells, and the seemingly expensive car. He couldn’t help but ask.

“Uncle, aunt, hello, my name is Fishy Wells.” Fishy Wells quickly walked a few steps forward, stood on the ridge of the field, and bowed respectfully to Finn Lewis’s parents. Luckily, she was wearing casual clothes. Otherwise, she would have twisted her ankle on the road in high heels.

“Ah, ah, ah, don’t be so formal, girl,” Fay Wells was in a flurry.

Hazel Lewis didn’t say a word, not because he didn’t want to greet Fishy, but because he wasn’t very good at socializing. Like Fay Wells, he was also somewhat at a loss. In their eyes, Fishy Wells was a city girl, a person from a different world. But since their son brought her back, she was obviously their son’s girlfriend, leaving them unsure of how to respond for a while. “Fishy, go to the car first. I need to talk to my parents.” Finn Lewis waved his hand.

“Okay.” Ann agreed, then turned to Finn’s parents and said, “Uncle, aunt, you guys continue talking.”

“Hey, you brat, how could you say that?” Fay Wells quickly interjected.

“Mom, it’s okay, let her go. I have something to tell you,” Finn Lewis replied.

“It’s okay, auntie. I’ll wait in the car,” Ann quickly responded, then walked towards the car. Fay Wells and Hazel Lewis wanted to ask their son many questions, especially about the car and Ann. They didn’t feel comfortable asking these questions in front of Ann, so they didn’t stop her.

Ann quickly returned to the car. Finn Lewisthen sat down on a bundle of cut wheat stalks nearby and said, “Dad, mom, sit.”

Fay Wells and Hazel Lewis glanced at each other before also sitting down. After sitting down, Hazel Lewis pulled out a cigarette, lit one for himself, and then looked at Finn, “Do you want one?”

“Give me one.” Finn Lewis did not refuse. Previously, he dared not smoke the cigarettes offered by his father.

Without saying anything more, Hazel Lewis handed Finn Lewis a cigarette. Finn Lewis lit it himself. He took a puff before seriously saying, “Dad, Mom, actually, I came back this time because I have something to tell you.”

“Okay, tell us about your making money,” Fay Wells said after some thought.

“Mom, if I go into details, you won’t understand anyway. So, I’ll just simplify it for you. Didn’t I study computer software? I wrote a program and sold it to Fruit PC, which I told you over the phone, ” said Finn Lewis.

“Okay, you did mention it. How much did you sell it for? Over a hundred thousand?” Fay Wells hesitated a bit, then cautiously asked..