It was afternoon.
The sun had softened its intensity, casting only a soft golden glow upon the slow-paced city.
The grass, bent low by the breeze, adorns the street corner, and envelops the elegant figure standing quietly on the bluestone path. The breeze stirs her hair but cannot disturb her gaze.
The old street is across the street.
Many shops have moved out of the new street, leaving the cobblestone street empty and deserted.
The argument was quite loud, escalating from trivial family matters to money issues.
"Everyone else has bought luxury cars and built big houses, but we can't even afford a microwave! Are you really that useless?!"
"I'm useless? I already gave you money to buy it, what more do you want?"
"What do you mean, 'what do I want'?! I told you to cut the price in half, and what were you doing? Staying silent like that, are you going to pay the original price? Are you rich and powerful?!"
"People should pay the normal price when they buy things. It's their business how much discount they offer. Selling microwave ovens at half price means they can't even make a profit on the cost."
"Who cares if he makes money or not! Do you think he'll give you a single penny if he does? You've been working like a slave at his factory for so long, can't he even afford a half-price microwave?"
"Work is work, and business is business."
"Stop giving me that nonsense! If you don't buy me the microwave at half price today, I'm not letting you off the hook..."
When Xiao Cheng searched here anxiously, the first thing he saw was a girl shrouded in the shadows of the setting sun, her slender figure motionless.
He strode forward, pulled her into his arms, tightened his grip, and hid her back in the place where his heart was missing.
"Lu..." "Shh!"
Bai Lu turned around and covered her cold lips that had made the sound. She blinked slightly and saw that it was indeed her boss.
She had already discovered him.
Above the closed doors of the old shop across the street, in the Bagua mirror hanging high, I saw him striding towards me, so I didn't slash him back or move.
She let him hug her.
But when I felt the rapid heartbeat and the anxious calls from behind, my heart tightened.
Looking back, she realized that the boss's emotions, which could no longer be hidden, and the tension, anxiety, and unease that surfaced on the surface, were more serious than she had imagined.
Even in the depths of his eyes, as deep as the sea, there was still lingering panic.
What is he afraid of?
Pingcheng is now his and Li Jianfeng's territory; who would dare to lay a hand on her again?
Unless you're tired of living.
Bai Lu let go, gently patted Xiao Cheng's chest, and calmed his rapid heartbeat back to normal.
He then whispered, "Let's take another look..."
Xiao Cheng was waiting for Bai Lu to explain, but after she finished speaking, she turned away without hesitation.
My chest feels a little tight.
It feels like everything is more important than him.
Bai Lu's waist was tightly encircled, and a sigh fell beside her ear, like the helplessness of a god, a sense of confinement.
She turned around and kissed him.
Turning back, I continued to look at the man and woman opposite me.
The chains around his waist finally loosened a bit, and there were no more sighs behind his ears, only a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.
So good!
"big……"
A pebble flew by.
Carrying large and small bags, Xiao Dazhuang used all the martial arts skills he knew to dodge, barely managing to avoid being hit.
They also discovered that the older brother and sister-in-law were spying on them.
The honest man fell silent.
He wouldn't peep on someone, and as for sounds that insist on getting into his ears, that's none of his business.
"Wang Hao! Before we got married, your father had a stroke. You said that the family's money was needed to treat your father's illness and that you couldn't afford the bride price for the time being. You asked me to marry you first, and that you would make it up to me later."
"You said you'd listen to me in everything from now on, but we've been married for less than two years and you've already changed your mind? You're even arguing with me about buying a microwave?"
Do you still hold onto the promise you made back then?
Chen Chunli's aggressive accusations.
Wang Hao was tired of arguing, but feeling guilty, his tone inevitably softened: "I've already given you the money, you can buy whatever you want."
Chen Chunli snorted and pulled him back: "Come with me to buy a half-price microwave oven."
Wang Hao let go: "I'm not going."
"The price should be the right price. Even brothers should keep clear accounts. Why should I ask for half price?"
"You've worked yourself to the bone for Xiao Cheng and Bai Lu's electric chestnut roasting machine factory!" Chen Chunli said, hands on her hips, matter-of-factly, "You make big money for them, but only small money for yourself. What's wrong with them giving you some discounts?"
Wang Hao's face darkened, and he frowned in annoyance: "Brother Cheng paid me a salary. I'm not working for free. I should be paid whatever I'm owed."
"You call him brother! What good is that little bit of salary?" Chen Chunli said with a sarcastic tone, sounding disappointed in him.
"Others have bought cars and built big villas, while you're still living in a brick house and driving a beat-up motorcycle! Is your meager salary enough to feed a beggar?"
Chen Chunli's words became increasingly harsh, and Wang Hao didn't want things to escalate to the point of running away from home like last time.
The child is too young to withstand much stress.
Last time Chen Chunli took her child back to her parents' home, the child caught a cold, coughed, and cried all night.
Finally, the incident escalated to the hospital, where Chen Chunli was diagnosed with pneumonia. Only then did she hurriedly return to ask for money.
After the child recovered and returned home, he had lost a lot of weight, his face was pale, and his body was extremely weak.
Chen Chunli behaved herself for a while, and no matter how loud the arguments got, she didn't run away from home with the children again.
But what followed was increasingly harsh words and trampling on dignity.
They show no regard for the feelings of others.
Wang Hao, though powerless, was also reasonable: "Even a beggar doesn't earn such a high salary; he could buy a car and build a new house."
“It was you who said you wanted to build a spacious and luxurious villa like Cheng Ge and his wife’s house, and to buy the same luxury car as Cheng Ge’s family, that made us continue living in our brick house and riding motorcycles, saving up enough money to do what you said.”
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