Chapter 256 Between Mother and Son
It's a 20-minute drive from the airport through the mountains and grasslands along the way. In your view, you'll see a mix of architectural styles of the main residences on the hills and highlands, with the gorgeous style of a typical French manor and a casual touch of the pastoral countryside.

The main area is large enough, and the three wives and lovers each live in a annex building, which comforts Song Anli and Concubine Pei.

Unfortunately, Yuan Jin could only serve Zhou Fenglan and help her settle her luggage. Yu Tong was even more arrogant and moved directly into the main building with two nannies sent by his parents.

Xie Jingxing didn't care who he lived with, so he just had to squeeze in with someone. The most urgent thing for him was to drive the electric car around the manor to familiarize himself with the environment, in case he made a mistake at night.

"You'll never grow up with this kind of talent."

The old mother threw him a tablet computer, with a dynamic manor map marking everyone's residence, and even the movement tracks of the electric vehicles were marked in real time.

Xie Jingxing asked curiously: "How did you do that? The communication signal here is very poor, right?"

“By renting a satellite, we can switch to the entire farm map, a smart farm.” Ms. Guan raised her eyebrows proudly.

Xie Jingxing pouted like a child and sneered, "Is the farm's annual net profit enough to rent a satellite?" The mother and daughter argued for a while, and Yu Tong, Zhou Fenglan and others washed and dressed up, swept away their fatigue, and came to the main house in beautiful clothes.

Now that the southern hemisphere has just entered spring, the temperature in New Zealand is around 10 degrees, which is very suitable for dressing up.

Princess Pei has a keen sense of fashion. She wears a fisherman's hat with a black minimalist flight jacket and a pair of mid-calf leather boots. Her neutral girl style directly pleases her old mother.

"You two should keep warm."

Guan Ning showed his eyebrows to the blind man, and he concentrated on taking care of the two pregnant women for a long time. When he saw that it was almost time, he said, "How about eating some fresh game to replenish your body after such a long journey?"

"Thank you, Auntie. I can eat anything." Yu Tong smiled sweetly.

"If you are tired, just rest at home. If you are interested, you can come with me."

Guan Ning pointed out the name directly: "Fei Fei, you look the best in this outfit. It would be a pity if you don't go."

"what?"

Concubine Pei was dumbfounded. What a pity! Where are you interested in going?

The wings of the four-seater light helicopter turned, Guan Ning, wearing headphones, raised his thumb to signal, then lifted the lever and took off gracefully.

Getting farther and farther away from Yu Tong, Zhou Fenglan and Song Anli who were standing on the ground and waving, Concubine Pei looked at the two old farmers in the back row who were holding guns and grinning, and then she leaned over to look at another plane in the sky.

Well, the game for dinner tonight is really fresh.

She made up something to say and shouted at the top of her voice: "Auntie, it turns out Jingxing can fly a plane too!"

"Yes, he is my son after all!" Guan Ning pushed up his sunglasses as a matter of course.

Concubine Pei wanted to cry but had no tears. They were indeed mother and daughter. It turned out that this man's love of pretentiousness was hereditary. If she had known this, she would not have played mahjong all night on the way here.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Song Anli decisively stated that she wanted to visit her aunt's house design aesthetics at home. Zhou Fenglan and Yu Tong were quite confident before they came, but now they are a little unsure of their old mother's approach, so they sent Yuan Jin to follow.

The Dragon and the Phoenix are all together, and only one of the three mahjong sisters has brains when counting with fingers.

"You two can't ride on horses or in cars with them."

Guan Ning jumped on the horse and pulled the reins. The tall and handsome horse raised its front hooves and neighed out of courtesy. She waved with a high-precision sniper rifle slung over her shoulder.

Xie Jingxing knew this would happen, so he brought Old Xie's purebred Arabian horse, Thor, with him. Unfortunately, he had just gotten off the plane and hadn't recovered yet, so he just picked a horse with a good temper, carried his compound bow, and chased after his mother.

These days, New Zealand's older farmers are cursing the large international agricultural groups for tricking them into using long-term grain purchase contracts as collateral to get loans to buy advanced large-scale agricultural machinery.

It will take ten years before we start laughing at the ignorant and backward agricultural production methods in the Third World and boast about how far-sighted we are.

The old mother has now thought of the third level. In the future, the "big landlords" in the real sense will not be farmers, but large agricultural groups that can dominate the purchase price of food.

So she built a food processing factory, took advantage of Airbnb's popularity to try out homestays and farm stays, and set aside a large piece of land as a hunting ground.

There are few natural enemies of large carnivorous beasts in New Zealand, and all kinds of prey are rampant, which actually gave Xie Jingxing the opportunity to shoot three arrows in a row.

"How long has it been since you went hunting?"

Guan Ning bent down with disgust, picked up the pheasant, checked it, and threw it down again. He reported the coordinates via the walkie-talkie, and the support convoy following behind was responsible for collecting the prey.

Xie Jingxing couldn't refute: "Busy."

"Busy making money? Busy playing with women?" Guan Ning asked a soul-searching question.

Xie Jingxing was speechless. He admitted that he could make money and play with women, but what was wrong with the attitude of torture?

"If you don't agree, don't talk about making money first. Don't you think you have messed up your emotional relationship?" Guan Ning asked.

"A little bit. Actually, I feel that I shouldn't have decided to get married so early. Since Yu Tong and Zhou Fenglan's pregnancy has obviously occupied a lot of my energy." Xie Jingxing confided his true feelings.

"As for starting a family and having children, I think it will happen naturally... Well, you've done a great job with your career, so my motivation is fading. Maybe if you give me some grandchildren, I can get my motivation back."

Guan Ning's momentum slowed down, and she unconsciously avoided looking at me: "Don't look at me like that. I must admit that my marriage with Lao Xie is a failure. I have no right to blame, teach, or ask you anything about your relationship. I am just acting out of the selfishness of a mother. You can understand this as a certain degree of expectation."

"It's an excuse. My personal emotional problems have nothing to do with you. As for the children, you've seen that there will always be a bunch of children around you competing for the love from their grandmother. You have to make more money and not be without motivation." Xie Jingxing analyzed optimistically.

Guan Ning smiled and said, "I'll set a goal for them. If they give birth to a child, I'll give them 1 million in cash and sponsor them until they graduate from college."

Maybe she could give birth to two or three hundred children?
The old mother holds more than 20% of the shares of Yunshan Group. She said that she lives in New Zealand, but in fact she has been buying land everywhere frantically abroad for more than ten years.

Australia, the United States, and the United Kingdom all have large farms and ranches, France has wineries, Spain has coffee plantations, Maldives has tourist resort islands, and so on.

The natural growth of assets alone is no small amount, not to mention the well-run business, and she also has gold. She has a kind of obsession with stable physical investment that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

"Of course, my mother's standard is at least Pei Fei, a full-time undergraduate degree and a good appearance. I won't recognize anyone below this standard." She emphasized the key point. Xie Jingxing couldn't help laughing: "I think your marriage with Old Xie is still very successful."

"So you were influenced by us."

Guan Ning admitted frankly, paused briefly and got back to the point: "As a mother-in-law, I hate unruly daughters-in-law; as a mother, I am not happy that my son failed to discipline his wife and caused this to happen."

"...Anyway, I admit my mistake." Xie Jingxing didn't know what to say.

Yu Tong and Zhou Fenglan let him do whatever he wanted, and took the opportunity to bring Song Anli and the other two to New Zealand under the nose of Ms. Guan, in an attempt to force the mother-in-law to stand on their side and take a good look at what kind of person your son is.

If you want to be decent, you have to comfort your pregnant daughter-in-law, whether you are sincere or not, or at least cooperate with them to set the rules. Forget about what happened before the marriage and restrain yourself a little after the marriage.

But Ms. Guan really has no dignity and completely ignores her son's philandering and lust, and even focuses on the fact that her son is incapable of handling his wife.

"It's no use admitting your mistakes, you have to solve the problem."

She threw the sniper rifle to her son and grabbed the compound bow: "If you win the deer in front, I will help you deal with it. If you lose, you will be beaten tomorrow."

"Hmm, how do you want to handle this?" Xie Jingxing was confused.

"If I didn't hold shares in Yunshan Group, would Old Xie be 100% willing to take you as his successor? Maybe, but if I hold a large number of shares in Yunshan Group, he will never be willing! No one wants to be held hostage to make decisions. If there is a chance, he will kick me out without hesitation."

Guan Ning did not give a positive response, and said softly: "Fortunately, our marriage has helped you make mistakes, and this situation will not happen to you."

As soon as she finished speaking, the middle-aged woman with ordinary looks rushed out with sharp and agile movements. She adjusted her posture by simply clamping her legs around the horse's belly, and then she pulled the compound bow with explosive core strength to aim at the prey.

Xie Jingxing turned over, dismounted, and knelt with his gun in hand. A sharp whistle sounded, and the well-trained horse spread its hooves and ran away. The sky gradually darkened, and the shooting range was limited.

Through the scope, one can see the female hunter getting closer and closer to the stupid red deer, 475 meters, compound bow versus sniper rifle, the old mother really thinks she has regressed.

Pulling the bolt and adjusting his breathing, the prey in the sight was like a fixed target. Xie Jingxing counted to five in his mind and pulled the trigger, and the red deer fell down.

The gunshot rang out, the horse was startled and raised its hooves. Guan Ning threw away his bow and was dragged nearly a hundred meters away by the horse.

"Go on, you have five women to deal with."

She has been so rude to her daughter-in-law, so it's normal for her to be naughty with her son.

Xie Jingxing was mentally prepared to blow the whistle, well, my horse, what about a horse as big as mine?
"You haven't been trained yet, so you have to hike." Guan Ning laughed arrogantly and disappeared.

Xie Jing Xing was so angry that he jumped high on the spot and shouted into the intercom: "I suspect you have hidden the supply point!"

"this is my house."

The old mother only replied with four words. Xie Jingxing picked up his gun and chased after the small red dot that was moving in real time on his satellite watch. He rolled his eyes and fired into the air.

A moment later, there was a response of gunfire, and the unruly mother and daughter started wreaking havoc in the mountains, forests and grasslands.

"Have you hunted any large prey?"

The support convoy followed slowly behind. Concubine Pei forced herself to chat and resist her sleepiness. Yuan Jin was in high spirits. She had participated in battlefield training and was originally planning to take a chance to visit dangerous areas, but now her leader had been fired.

“It should be a competition.”

The white old farmer had a kind smile, the white middle farmer was driving, and the small farmer's big eyes were looking around for spoils.

Guan Ning was an old employee when he first bought the farm. Later, as he successively acquired neighboring farms to expand the land, his newly married son successfully found a job, and in the blink of an eye, his grandson, a small farmer, was almost able to work for Guan.

"The relationship between them is very strange. Sorry, I shouldn't say this, but it's really strange."

The old farmer explained with emotion: "That kid used to come here when he was little. He was a more talented hunter than many of us locals. When he was my grandson's age, he had already tried to dissect the trophies."

"Are you talking about Xie Jingxing?" Yuan Jin confirmed in surprise.

Concubine Pei suddenly felt superior: "He knows a lot of things, so they should all be taught by his mother, right?"

"No, it's not teaching, it's competition."

The old farmer shook his head meaningfully. "In fact, Guan didn't know anything when he first came to New Zealand. They learned hunting, racing and other survival skills together. Whoever was ahead in learning would beat the other mercilessly, and then compete again when they get together next time. It's always like this."

"Survival Skills?"

Concubine Pei thought that hunting and racing were survival skills, and these two women were humanoid weapons.

Yuan Jin asked thoughtfully, "Does the survival skill you mentioned include flying a helicopter?"

"Of course not. I think it's an interest derived from survival skills."

"It's not safe here sometimes, right? Uh, I don't mean to offend you, I mean..."

"No need to explain, this is exactly what I want to say: a young, divorced, wealthy yellow-skinned woman who came here more than a decade ago, being good at shoving a 12-gauge shotgun into the mouths of those damn racist bastards was a survival skill."

The old farmer's voice was unclear, and his son nodded proudly: "Yes, survival skills, the facts prove that Guan has done it, and he is particularly good!"

Concubine Pei and Yuan Jin felt a chill all over their bodies, and suddenly thought of what happened to Xie Jingxing on the streets of Manhattan. The facts also proved that their son was not half bad.

"Red deer!"

The little grandson jumped out of the car happily, gesturing with a dagger.

(End of this chapter)