It’s not too late, and according to the habits of rural people, they should be watching TV at this time.

So the phone was quickly connected, and it was still a sound like Park Chunhua's firecrackers.

"Hey, who?"

Shi Zhenqiu was excited and hurriedly said, "Mom, it's me."

Of course, my son's voice was heard sincerely.

"You bastard, why did you remember to call? Have you spent all your money? You want to ask us for money again?"

Shi Zhenqiu was dizzy and fell from the sofa.

"What? Why do I ask you for money?"

Park Chun-hua’s reason is very powerful.

"Why do you call if you don't have money? What good things can a bastard who doesn't go home during the Spring Festival?"

Shi Zhenqiu's fire rises, and there is nowhere to seek justice.

"Mom, don't you know that I was very busy during the Spring Festival. I slept for three hours a day, so how can I have time to call? Besides, your son has made a lot of money and doesn't need to ask you for money."

He said it was tough, but Park Chunhua didn't believe it at all.

"Yoyo, the puppy who has been out for a few days has started to talk crazy. Since you have made a lot of money, why not get it back? The family is brought to the door every day, and the door will be demolished. Please don't lie to me, just you and your sister are so big-handed, it's good that you didn't starve to death."

Is this still my real mother?

Neither son nor daughter escaped the fate of being scolded, it was really...

However, Shi Zhenqiu didn't care about this, but was shocked by the previous words.

"What's the debt? Does the family owe money? Why don't I know?"

Sure enough, Park Chun-hwa sneered on the other end of the phone.

"You guys who don't even know how to weave fishing nets. When did you care about the situation at home? Where did you get the money from going to Seoul? Where did your sister's money from going to Seoul? In order to support your brother and sister over the years, is it enough to rely on the little income of your father fishing?"

After she said this, Shi Zhenqiu realized.

After I came out to work, I also knew that the food, rice, oil and salt were not cheaper.

So I still have some impression of the situation at home.

"Mom, how much money do you owe?"

After a while of silence on the other end of the phone, Park Chun-hwa's cursing voice came again.

"What are you asking about this? You can't help with anything, just take care of yourself."

Shi Zhenqiu's pain was like the water in the South China Sea. It would kill people with just a sip.

"Mom, I'm making money anymore. I have a lot of money now, so pay back the debts."

"You have money?"

Park Chun-hwa is skeptical and doesn't trust this uncontrollable son so much.

Shi Zhenqiu quickly said, "Didn't you say how much do you owe?"

Park Chun-hwa is also a little embarrassed to discuss debt issues with her children for the first time in her life.

“That…a little more.”

A bad feeling suddenly arose in Shi Zhenqiu's heart and began to sweat coldly.

“How many…?”

Park Chun-hwa lost her domineering in front of her children for the first time. She whispered for a long time before she spoke in a striking way.

"There are...thirty million."

"What? Thirty million!"

Shi Zhenqiu roared, and Park Chun-hua was so scared that she almost fell to the ground by phone.

"I've said too much, you can't do anything at all. You dead child must ask. OK, we will find a way ourselves, just take care of yourself."

Unexpectedly, Shi Zhenqiu's muffled voice came from the phone.

"Mom, let's discuss whether we can breathe heavily when we talk in the future. I thought it was hundreds of millions, but it was only 30 million."

Park Chunhua was unhappy now.

"What? Do you want us to owe hundreds of millions? It's just that 30 million, your dad is going to sell a boat. If you kill us, you can't afford to sell meat."

This time Shi Zhenqiu laughed out loud.

"Okay, my mother, it's just 30 million, it's not a big deal. You wait, I'll send you money tomorrow. Well, I'll send you 50 million and pay back the debt. Please take a look at the remaining money."

Park Chun-hwa was a little stunned when she heard the number of 50 million.

"Dog, did you rob the bank? Where did you get so much money?"

The most tragic thing in this world is being suspected by your own mother.

Shi Zhenqiu was about to cry without tears.

"My mother, don't you say that I'm an artist, I'm on TV. This is all earned by me, all of them are clean money."

Park Chunhua is already a little lost.

"That's... that's too many. Are artists so profitable?"

Finally, Shi Zhenqiu was tough in front of his mother, and he was particularly happy.

"Mom, don't worry, you will make more money in the future."

Park Chun-hua's mood is a bit complicated, which is both uncomfortable and relieved about her son's future.

But soon, Park Chunhua was Park Chunhua and immediately returned to her fierce and evil appearance.

"Oh, puppy, since you have made so much money, why don't you get it back soon? It made me and your devil dad frown all day long, and you can't even bear to eat kimchi. Are you trying to force us to death?"

Shi Zhenqiu's face turned embarrassed and very innocent.

"You haven't said that your family is in debt, so how can I have time to go back?"

No matter what, he is his mother, Shi Zhenqiu still has to comfort him with kind words.

"Okay, grandma, our hard days have passed. In the future, it depends on your son making a lot of money and let's live a good life."

These words are really gratifying. Park Chun-hwa suddenly felt the pressure on her body relaxed.

"Ah Yigu, I finally didn't raise you to grow up in vain. I can't count on your sister's useless one. You are so lucky, you must cherish it."

Shi Zhenqiu remembered it in his heart and did not forget the purpose of calling.

"Mom, don't I have some spare money now. So I discussed with Brother Dakui and planned to do a restaurant and other business. My dad is just too old, so don't go out to sea, come to Seoul."

What a beautiful idea, how much I think about my parents, Park Chun-hwa must be very touched, right?

"Oh, puppy, have you just lived a good life for two days and you have lost yourself? Isn't you really thinking that money is blown by the strong wind, so you can spend it casually?"

After being scolded out of thin air, Shi Zhenqiu was almost dead.

"Mom, I want to do some business, but I just know that it's not easy to make money, so I want to make more money."

In Shi Zhenqiu's opinion, my mother is just an ordinary rural woman with little knowledge. After listening to her own explanation, she should be able to understand.

It turns out that there has never been a simple person in this world.

And when Park Chun-hwa said something, Shi Zhenqiu realized how outrageous she was wrong.

"Ah, do you think you are amazing? Can you do whatever you want? Do you think you have gained a foothold as an artist and can do something else? You are the newcomer who has been in the industry for two years. Everything is not stable yet, so you are too ambitious?"

The scolding was fierce and unpleasant, but it was like thunder, and it broke a bright light on Shi Zhenqiu's confused heart.

Shi Zhenqiu held his cell phone, silent for a while, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mom, you're right, I'm too anxious."

Since debuting as an artist, he has basically not experienced any major setbacks, so that Shi Zhenqiu is a little fluttering.

Although it can't be seen from the mouth, there are artists who feel this way in their daily behavior from time to time.

But in fact, he is just a second-year student of an artist.

In the Korean entertainment industry, many artists can't get a penny at this time.

It is definitely his great luck to be able to save more than 100 million wealth.

But if you feel that it’s nothing, what if you have bad luck in the future?

Don’t forget that he is a funny artist and he relies entirely on the show to support his fame. If there is no show to find him in the future, then what is the difference between him and an unemployed vagrant?

Don't think that he would get off from "Xman" without such a time.

If you can go from three programs to two programs, maybe you won’t have one program.

He has seen an artist who has survived and given up his dignity in order to survive.

If you are satisfied with this without a sense of crisis, you may be eliminated one day.
To be continued...