"How can you say you have nothing to do?"

Zhu Hong's father smiled: "Look at Zhu Hong playing chess, he has made progress!"

Zhu Hong's mother was so angry that her eyelids twitched, she snorted, turned around and went to the kitchen, muttering: "Neither get married nor work... Can you play chess well?"

"I came back full of anger again." Zhu Hong's father smiled, "Why do you care about those people?"

Zhu Hong's mother rattled and cooked with anger.

On the other hand, Zhu Hong had a guilty expression on his face, and he had no intention of playing chess.

"Mom is so uncomfortable because of me... I was too willful before!"

Zhu Hong's father shook his head: "Time is fate, the matter has come to this, I can't blame you."

Zhu Hong was slightly taken aback: "Dad, don't you think I did something wrong?"

"Do you feel like you made a mistake?" Zhu Hong's father reminded her, playing chess slowly, "This game of chess has been played up to now, and every move is made by you. If there is any result, just accept it yourself." .”

"As for your mother and I, we are at most chess players. We feel that this game will end badly, and we will inevitably feel bad."

"You yourself are the one who really faces all this; daughter, do you regret your choice so far?"

Zhu Hong was speechless and lowered her head: "I don't know."

"At the beginning, were you happy?"

"Happy."

"Then continue to be happy. Do what you want to do in your heart." Zhu Hong's father smiled, "Anyway, my daughter won't marry those who have no vision!"

Zhu Hong nodded.

What the father and daughter said was actually an old saying from that day, but Zhu Hong's father once again strengthened Zhu Hong's determination.

During the meal, Zhu Hong's father said, "Daughter, are you still going back to Chenghe Street to do work?"

Zhu Hong nodded: "Go back."

"Okay." Zhu Hong's father agreed and continued eating.

"You guys—you're going to piss me off!" Zhu Hong's mother looked at the two people angrily, and slapped her quickly.

"He Yuzhu is in the right place." Zhu Hong's father said, "I have met two leaders, and they are very appreciated."

"For now, it's not a bad thing."

Zhu Hong paused slightly for the quick note in his hand: he is really in the right place.

Zhu Hong's mother's face also changed slightly, with a little hope: "Can I get married? If I can get married, it doesn't matter if I'm older..."

"Probably not for the time being." Zhu Hong's father said.

What is that?
Zhu Hong's mother's chest rose and fell violently, after all, she didn't eat a bite of food, and she was full of gas!

When she went out the next day, she saw two more women in the compound looking at her as if they were thieves, Zhu Hong's mother couldn't bear it any longer, and took the initiative to go forward.

"What do you say about our Zhu Hong's marriage?"

"No, let's talk about watches. The Plum Blossom watch is quite accurate..." a woman said with a smile.

"Hey, I thought you were talking about Zhu Hong. In fact, I also want to say that our family Zhu Hong has her own ideas, and her father and I don't have to worry about it." Zhu Hong's mother said, "She is not in a hurry to get married anyway. , you don’t have to worry about it anymore!”

What Zhu Hong's mother said is quite clear - stop rambling, you don't need to talk about our family's affairs!
This attitude shows that the two women were a little embarrassed and guilty for a while: "Really? That's fine."

"Yes, yes, yes."

When Zhu Hong's mother left, they spread the news all over the courtyard.

"Brother Zhang Jiang, what are you thinking?"

Zhang Jiang, who came back from get off work, saw Zheng Xiaoyue who greeted him after get off work, and was about to smile, but then he heard the news from Zheng Xiaoyue, and he was a little dazed for a while.

Zhang Jiang had a complicated expression and waved his hand: "I didn't think about anything."

"Do you miss Zhu Hong?"

Zheng Xiaoyue immediately said: "I have heard for a long time that the two of you first started dating, and then you went to the countryside, and Zhu Hong waited for several years before meeting other men."

"Now she's dating a man outside, and she wants to go back to the compound to get married; but she didn't come home that night, and her mother and several neighbors ran into each other. I don't know what to do..."

Zhang Jiang frowned slightly: "Why do you speak so badly?"

"I understand Zhu Hong, she is a good girl; I am sorry for her, not her for me, let's not speak ill of others in the future."

What Zhang Jiang said was rational and neutral.

However, for Zheng Xiaoyue, who already regarded herself as Zhang Jiang's wife, all she heard was "Zhu Hong is a good girl".

"Zhang Jiang, do you still think about Zhu Hong? Zhu Hong is a good girl, why don't you go find her?"

"The entire compound knows that Zhu Hong won't be able to get married, and you're the only one who still thinks about her!"

Zhang Jiang was stunned and looked at Zheng Xiaoyue.

Zheng Xiaoyue's expression was filled with anger and a trace of uneasiness - ever since she fell in love with Zhang Jiang, she had never turned angry with Zhang Jiang.

This time, when she heard that Zhang Jiang was still "remembering Zhu Hong", she couldn't bear it anymore, so she said such jealous words.

What Zheng Xiaoyue didn't know was that what rose in Zhang Jiang's heart at this moment was a feeling of boredom.

This relationship is meaningless.

The freshness and sweetness that Zheng Xiaoyue brought to him are all gone after what he said just now.

Zhang Jiang didn't want to get married, let alone a girl like Zheng Xiaoyue.

What's the point of such a marriage?
Zhang Jiang only wanted a rational discussion, but what Zheng Xiaoyue was concerned about was that Zhang Jiang still liked Zhu Hong... This kind of communication was enough to prove that there was no need for two people to continue to be reluctantly together.

Just imagine that after they get married, the two of them talk about each other, Zhang Jiang thinks about more new and interesting things, but Zheng Xiaoyue will ask him to calm down, work, have a serious attitude, and work hard to make money.

Better to have kids, raise kids, and be chained to your home all your life.

Thinking of this kind of thing, Zhang Jiang felt a sense of suffocation that made it difficult for him to breathe.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Jiang said, "Zheng Xiaoyue, I feel that we should discuss the matter as it stands; I know this girl Zhu Hong, and I understand, it's not what you say."

"Back then, Zhu Hong and I were not strictly in a relationship, we were just playmates together."

"Later, the situation was a bit chaotic. Your brother Zheng Chaoyang made a big fuss back then, even my dad was brought out..."

Zheng Xiaoyue was a little embarrassed: "My brother has come to apologize personally!"

Zhang Jiang smiled, and continued: "At that time, Zhu Hong wanted to marry me a little bit, and hoped that I would stay in Forty-Nine City; as for me, I actually don't plan to get married in this life."

"So I turned her down."

Having said that, Zhang Jiang saw Zheng Xiaoyue looking at him in shock.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Jiang asked.

Zheng Xiaoyue's face turned pale: "You said, you are not going to get married for the rest of your life?"

"Yes." Zhang Jiang said naturally, "I'm not going to get married, it's too boring to get married."

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