2006: School beauty loves me again

Chapter 277

While others were enjoying themselves, Fangyuan opened the box that Gu Li had brought back for him.

Chu Chu’s handmade hot sauce, no greeting card.

Li Muzi only has one greeting card, with handwritten words: 20 Happy.

There is a small cloth bag left, and inside is a small wooden fish with agarwood.

"..."

A piece of letterhead was written in Li Li's handwriting: I don't want to give it to you when we meet. This sentence is pretentious and can be written but not spoken.

Bad boy, I prayed for you in a small temple in the Philippines. The temple was really small and the incense was not very popular, but the surrounding villagers said it was very efficacious, so Chuchu and I went there.

First, I ask you to live a long life. Second, I ask you to be sincere and unchanging. Third, I help you ask the Bodhisattva for one billion and engrave it on the wooden fish.

You have to tap it from time to time. In addition to adding merit, I hope you can make enough money soon.

Bad boy, I know what you are thinking is how can you marry a wife without money?
Then become rich as soon as possible. The gods will come to earth and stop eating incense. They will eat your Fang family’s rice.

Fang Yuan smiled as he put the half-palm-sized wooden fish back into the bag.

billion?

Tsk tsk tsk, wives are talking about a billion now.

Fangyuan took apart the Spanish ham and drank it, and the quality of the meal immediately went up.

However, everyone said: "What the hell is this? Pay for it."

The six men drank so fast that they had enough left over to drink to their heart's content.

At 09:30, a half-drunk Fangyuan received a call from Shen Ningfei.

"Shh! My wife!"

515 fell silent, and the other five people looked at each other mischievously.

"Wai, daughter-in-law...lights out, are you finished rehearsing?"

"Well, is it convenient to go downstairs?"

"Convenient, right away."

Dengdengdeng.

Fangyuan saw Shen Ningfei waiting at the door of the dormitory building.

"I know you are drinking, and you are worried that there is not enough food to eat. This is the cooked food Xixi took me to buy, and the beef ribs that her mother just mailed. She asked me to give them to you."

Handing over the two bags, Shen Ningfei said: "Come down barefoot, won't it be cold?"

Fangyuan took it and saw Lu Xi waiting in the distance to kick a snowball.

He shook his head at Shen Ningfei: "You are so virtuous."

She smelled of alcohol when she spoke, and Shen Ningfei rolled her eyes at him.

Fang Yuan's mind was confused and frozen. The dim light from the building hit Shen Ningfei's face, and he was speechless for some reason.

Shen Ningfei didn't say anything, and the two of them just stood there quietly.

A cold wind blew, and Fang Yuan felt his toes freeze.

Suddenly, Shen Ningfei blinked at him, suddenly took two steps forward, opened his arms and hugged him.

It looks like a cock that has been tapped, with a round and round shape, its toes are digging into the slippers, and the tip of the nose is full of fragrance.

Lu Xi in the distance suddenly stopped kicking the snowball, stared blankly through the darkness, and murmured: "Feifei..."

When Fang Yuan came to his senses and wanted to hug him back, Shen Ningfei had already let go of his hand, stepped back and looked at him smiling, not shy or timid, just smiling lightly.

"You asked me the day before yesterday if you could give me a hug. I think it's okay."

"I……"

"Go up, it's too cold."

Waving his hands, Shen Ningfei turned around and left.

Lu Xi jumped up and held her arm, and asked excitedly: "He just confessed to you? Did you agree?"

Shen Ningfei shook his head.

Lu Xi was stunned and said, "I saw you hugging him. Am I dazzled?"

Shen Ningfei said: "I'm not dazzled, I hugged you."

"..."

Looking back at Fangyuan who was still stunned, Lu Xi was also confused.

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At 05:30 in the afternoon, Zhang Ping, who was off work, picked up Zhang Jing, a second-grade elementary school student, from school.

The school is not far from home, and I bought groceries on the way.

Big hands holding small hands, Zhang Jing said he wanted to eat the braised pork made by his mother.

Zhang Ping said nothing.

The seven-story residential building, which is not too old but is already very old, was a second-hand wedding house that Zhang Ping bought at that time.

In the corners of the shade of the old building, there is still snow from last week that has not melted because no one has cleaned it.

The big trash can with its mouth open has been repainted with green paint, and it is almost full of colorful plastic bags. Fortunately it is not summer, otherwise the smell can be smelled quite far away.

Two buildings next to each other, there used to be only four private cars parked downstairs. The best one was an old Audi 100, owned by Uncle Xu's youngest son on the fifth floor of the unit next door.

That man was also a loser. He stayed at his parents' house and didn't buy a house, but he scraped together a few things and bought a four-wheeler. Zhang Ping had always looked down on that fellow. Apart from his character, that man was always behind his back. He muttered that he had a little wife.

I remember there were some heavy snowfalls in the winter before last. The couple led their son on the road. Xiao Wang stopped by the family several times. In and outside the car, Xiao Wang looked at Liu Jingjing with something wrong.

Even if this is the case, just talk behind the scenes, but in front of others, Zhang Ping always nods and smiles.

The Audi 100 is not there, a gray Jetta is driving against a red Mazda.Huh?
Looking up, Zhang Ping saw a brand new Mercedes parked in front of the door of his building.

"Dad, dad, what kind of car is this? It's so cool."

"Well, the new model looks good."

"Dad, when will you get a car like this?"

"..."

Zhang Ping, heartbroken, carried his son by the collar and went upstairs.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw Liu Jingjing's high-heeled shoes, Liu Jingjing's handbag, Liu Jingjing's... car keys?

"Mom is back?"

Zhang Jing kicked off his shoes, ran to the bedroom with his schoolbag on his back, but was caught by Zhang Ping.

"Keep your voice down, your mother is probably sleeping, so don't make any noise."

As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Jingjing walked out of the room, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

It was fine on the road, but as soon as she got home, she felt extremely tired. She couldn't stand it when she entered the house after three o'clock, so Liu Jingjing fell down and fell asleep.

"Come on, son."

Nodding to Zhang Ping, Liu Jingjing squatted on the ground and opened her hands to her son.

Zhang Jing threw herself into her arms, and Liu Jingjing took a lot of effort to pick him up.

"My son has sunk. Come, let's see what gift mom has brought for you."

Zhang Ping put the dishes on the dining table and said as he took off his coat: "It's been a month since you left, and it's been a month since you left. The young man has eaten me to death. Not only has my son become heavier, but he's also taller."

Looking at Zhang Jing playing with the robot, Liu Jingjing sighed: "It's really high."

Zhang Ping said: "I'm 1.2 meters tall. I need to buy a ticket when I get on the bus."

Liu Jingjing touched her son's head, stood up and walked to Zhang Ping.

"Stop cooking, go out to eat tonight, and take your son to have a good meal."

"Look, spare ribs, pork belly, hot peppers, and beans, okay?"

Rolling up his sleeves, Zhang Ping started to pack the vegetables.

Liu Jingjing was not stubborn, but she also rolled up the sleeves of her fleece jacket: "Then I'll do it. I'll make braised pork for my son."

Zhang Ping pushed him gently with his elbow, shook his head and said, "Fried pork with pepper, my son doesn't want to eat braised pork."

Zhang Jing shouted in the hall: "I want to eat!"

Liu Jingjing looked at her husband who didn't even raise his head, said nothing, turned around and walked out of the kitchen, sitting on the sofa to play with her son.

At the dinner table, Zhang Jing's little trumpet kept blaring, saying that a boy in the class peed into a water bottle in class, and a girl fell down while running and bit off a small piece of her tongue.

The couple listened with a smile and gave their son a piece of meat from time to time.

There are less gatherings and more separations, but there is no more warmth than a small farewell than a newlywed.

Zhang Ping's craftsmanship improved greatly. Liu Jingjing ate one and a half bowls, and Zhang Jing ate three large bowls, with not a single bite left.

The second grade already had a lot of homework. Zhang Ping only let his son watch one episode of "Baseball Heroes" before sending him back home to study.

"I'm going to change the report." Zhang Ping said.

"I'm going to take a shower." Liu Jingjing said.

After finishing his work, Zhang lay flat on his bed and absentmindedly flipped through a book, "The Golden Age" by Wang Xiaobo.

The bedroom door clicked, and Liu Jingjing opened the door and entered the room, still wiping her long hair.

Glancing at the bed, she smiled and said, "Finally picked up my book and read it?"

Zhang Ping stared at her, nodded and said nothing.

Liu Jingjing went straight around the end of the bed, walked to Zhang Ping's side, took out a black-head rope from the drawer of the bedside table, turned around and left again.

The two winds came and went, and Zhang Ping smelled a strange but better perfume.

Zhang Ping asked calmly: "Where are you going on a business trip this time?"

Liu Jingjing said: "Sanya, Yanjing, and finally went to Binhai. I came back from Binhai today."

When Zhang Ping heard Binhai, his fingers turning the book paused.

Liu Jingjing sighed and continued: "Go to Shencheng tomorrow."

Zhang Ping said: "Is the car downstairs yours?"

Liu Jingjing laughed: "It was just for me to drive, so why does it belong to me? I gave the driver a night off. I originally wanted you to drive it and take my son out for a ride. Aren't you a good driver? You're so lazy." If you don’t go, I will take my son for a ride next time I come back.”

Zhang Ping's driving skills are very good. That happened when he was young. Now he is forty years old and has not touched a car for more than ten years.

Remembering that his son asked him when he would get a big Mercedes-Benz that night, Zhang Ping wanted to laugh and go over and tell his son that the car downstairs belongs to your mother.

Zhang Ping said: "My son's school environment is very average. The girl who bit off her tongue was running on the playground and fell and hit her chin. The dirt playground is too slippery. And the class discipline is not good. You heard some boys peeing in class."

Liu Jingjing smiled and said: "I brought some cash back this time. You can remit some to your parents tomorrow. If you are not busy someday, you have time to transfer your son to another school."

Zhang Ping said "hmm".

After Liu Jingjing finished wiping and wiping, she looked at her husband, turned off the overhead light, and turned on the bedside lamp.

"stop looking……"

Zhang Ping closed the book obediently and smiled at his wife: "You have finished reading this book. Do you think Chen Qingyang is a loser?"

Liu Jingjing held the corners of the quilt and bent over to get into bed, when she heard this and froze.

　Thanks to the host "book friend 20230407082640764" for the reward for this book.

　　Also, following my advice, I changed the title of the book again.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)