Paper horse incense shop

The free time I applied to Yang Jinhua is still long, and I can indeed go there.

After simply agreeing, Yu Jiajia quickly sent me her residential address.

The address is located in a community some distance away. As soon as I navigated the community on the new mobile phone given by Yang Jinhua, a lot of real estate information popped up. The key elements were keywords such as new construction, relocation, and low housing prices.

I took a taxi and went to the address Yu Jiajia mentioned.

Sixth floor.

After walking out of the elevator and knocking on the door, the door quickly opened from the inside, revealing Yu Jiajia's colorless face.

Yu Jiajia was holding a shovel in one hand and wearing an apron, a little excited:

"Coming? Come in quickly, the slippers are here."

I put on the strawberry slippers she brought me, and as soon as I walked in, most of the chill outside the house was gone.

The house is not big, with only two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. The room is decorated in pink. There are uneaten potato chips on the coffee table. Clothes are flying around on the sofa. Even the range hood in the kitchen area is buzzing. There were even three socks on the chair.

It's not bright and clean, but it has a very lively atmosphere.

When I came out of the golden cage and entered the house, I felt a sense of relaxation that I had not seen for a long time.

Yu Jiajia turned back to the kitchen and shouted:

"Wait a moment, I told you to make braised pork for you, it will be ready soon."

I looked at various things in the room, and finally landed on the dark unknown object in the pot:

"Braised pork?"

Yu Jiajia hurriedly picked up the water and poured it into the pot. The cold water stirred in the hot pot, and a large amount of white smoke rose up:

"Yes, I'll be ready soon. Sit down wherever you want."

"I've just moved in here, and many things haven't been tidied up yet. After you finish this bowl of braised pork, I'll find a photo for you."

I looked at the pot, at Yu Jiajia, and then at the scene that looked like a witch making soup, and I felt a little silent:

"Does the prerequisite for getting the photo be eating this bowl of braised pork?"

Yu Jiajia was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses and waved the spatula:

"Don't underestimate me, my food is really delicious!"

"It just has no color or fragrance, but it still tastes pretty good!"

I nodded casually, but actually took a few steps back:

"trust you."

Yu Jiajia immediately continued to cook porridge happily. No, braised pork. I crossed my hands and watched her add various things to the pot, and asked:

"Did you buy this house with your own money after your father went bankrupt?"

"Yes, by gambling?"

The spatula in Yu Jiajia's hand couldn't control its strength for a moment, and it made a harsh scraping sound when it collided with the bottom of the pot.

After a long time, she hummed softly, and the sound was sucked away by the range hood.

The room was quiet for a moment, and Yu Jiajia suddenly said:

"Will you look down on me?"

"I seem to have inherited the gambling gene in my bones."

Although I have not known Yu Jiajia for a long time, it is rare for me to see such a hurt look on her face.

And what she said

I quickly spoke:

"Don't say these words for now. If it doesn't work, just let go of the braised pork in the pot."

The braised pork in the pot is already in a state of tar, exuding an unyielding oily sheen, giving it a feeling of 'you do this to me, I have to show it to you'.

Only then did Yu Jiajia realize that she had been stunned for a long time. I couldn't even say anything to stop her. She had already added another bowl of water in a hurry.

Then, it completely exploded.

Forty minutes later, the two of us sat side by side on the sofa, each wearing two gloves and picking up the takeaway crayfish in front of us. I stuffed the shrimp into my mouth and heard Yu Jiajia sigh:

"I don't have time to cook, takeout is what young people like us belong to."

I stuffed it with another mouthful, applauding her words in my heart.

Yu Jiajia took off her gloves, took out a thick photo album from the drawer under the sofa, opened it and spread it flat on the coffee table:

"This is our family portrait."

She pointed to the front page of the album, which was a specially selected photo.

A couple in their thirties smiled brightly at the camera. The man with deep eyebrows and a straight nose was holding a little girl in a princess dress who looked very similar to him in his arms.

And when a woman stands beside her husband, smiling softly and sweetly, this is the happiest time.

Now it can be concluded that Yu Jiajia did not have such a broad and flat face before.

I was silent for a few seconds, took off my gloves, and turned a few more pages.

The photos take different scenes, including artistic photos and snapshots.

The atmosphere of most of the photos is very warm, except for a few blurry pictures with unclear meaning, as if the shutter was pressed casually during the filming process.

And there are more of these photos as time goes by.

I flipped through the last photo and turned the album back to the first page.

Next to me, Yu Jiajia was chewing crayfish. I thought about it for a few seconds:

"Among your parents, is your father the one who gambles?"

Although I have heard outsiders talk about the Yu family's family affairs, I have also heard rumors that Yu's father loves his wife as much as her life.

But that's just hearsay.

According to common sense, both Yu Jiajia and her mother have "things" on their bodies. Yu Jiajia will use the things on her body to gamble. There is a high probability that the gambling parent will be her mother, who will also use the "things" to gamble.

However, I found a small detail in the photo album——

In this photo album, Yu Jiajia's initial conditions were obviously good. When she was about eight or nine years old, she got her first camera and began to use it to record her daily life.

Except for the artistic photos, the rest are basically photos taken by myself.

In the beginning, they were all about making faces, but later on, I even took some appreciative landscape photos with grand backgrounds.

In other words, avoid the mess of high-resolution photos and keep them in family photo albums.

Unless, they also have 'memorial value'.

Blurred photos rotating at high speed, fragmented and indescribable scenes.

This is domestic violence.

Yu Jiajia used her small camera to record the scene of her parents' quarrel.

The Yu family couple is not as harmonious as Mrs. Wang said.

Boss Yu's charm most likely lies in Mrs. Wang's fantasy.

Therefore, Yu Jiajia's father, Boss Yu, has a bigger problem.

Sure enough, in the next second, the peeled shrimp in Yu Jiajia's hand fell heavily into the thick soup, and the splash of spicy soup splashed a blood-like trace on her white skirt.

Yu Jiajia asked blankly:

"how do you know?"

I sighed heavily in my heart. When Yu Jiajia saw that I didn't answer, she said after a long time:

"It is indeed the case."

"My dad was a very good, very competent father when I was a child."

"But when I was twelve years old, he got into the bad habit of gambling. He was as enthusiastic about gambling as if I had chips."

"Outsiders say he committed suicide because the fireworks factory went bankrupt, but in fact, he was entangled in various debts early on." (End of Chapter)