Lu family.
Wang Chenchen knew that Fang Qing was working the night shift. She had already gone to work before he came back from school, and would not come back until he fell asleep.
The child didn't think too much about it and didn't find anything unusual.
But Fang Qing hasn't come back for several days in a row, and Lu Cong and Wang Cuilan can't hide it from her.
That day, while Wang Chenchen was asleep, Lu Cong asked Wang Cuilan to call Lu Jiangting over.
"Dad, Mom. Why aren't you asleep yet so late? What do you want from me?"
"Jiang Ting, please sit down first."
Lu Jiangting nodded and sat down.
"Fang Qing hasn't come back for a few days. Tell us honestly, what happened?"
Lu Jiangting said, "Dad, Mom, didn't I tell you that Fang Qing and I can't live together anymore, so she moved out."
"Where did she move to?"
Lu Jiangting shook his head and said, "I don't know, and I hope my parents won't ask. Since we have decided to separate, we should stop caring about her. Where she moves to is not our concern."
"Oh, kid, even if you can't live together anymore...then you should divorce. Now you haven't divorced yet, and Fang Qing is nowhere to be found. How can this be possible?"
"Mom, we have to get a divorce. I've already applied for it."
Wang Cuilan and Lu Cong looked at each other.
It’s strange. He didn’t divorce even when Fang Qing was pregnant with someone else’s child. Why couldn’t he help but divorce her this time?
I thought to myself, is Fang Qing going to do anything shameless again?
"Fang Qing, is there someone outside?"
Lu Jiangting: “…”
"Dad, don't think about anything and just take good care of yourself."
Lu Cong sighed, "I'm already in this condition, why should I take care of my illness? I can't take care of it anymore."
"Dad, don't say that." He looked at the empty house and said, "I think you're bored lying down to recuperate. I'll find a way to get you a TV so you can watch TV when you're free. Then you won't be bored."
He thought that a better mood would help his recovery, so it was urgent to get his father a TV.
One of my colleague's family collects junk appliances. Two days later, after I told him about it, he gave him a second-hand black-and-white TV on the same day.
"They're going to replace the black and white TV with a big color one, so it's a little old, but it's good stuff. My parents bought it for 50 yuan. We don't want to make money from you, so just give us 50 yuan."
"Okay, thank you."
"Wait a minute." The other party went to find an old antenna and gave it to him. "Hang it outside, as high as possible, and you can receive two more channels."
"Okay, thanks."
Lu Jiangting brought the TV back that same day. Hearing that it only cost fifty dollars, the old man was very happy.
The TV was set up and, after some adjustments, it soon produced clear images.
Wang Chenchen was also very happy. He said to Lu Jiangting, "My classmates all have TVs at home. They all talk about what's on TV, but I can't get a word in. I can only sit in the corner and watch them with envy. Now, we have a TV at home too, and I can chat with my classmates."
Lu Jiangting felt sad when he heard this, "Chenchen, why didn't you tell your uncle earlier?"
Wang Chenchen lowered his head and said, "I know it's not easy for Uncle Lu to make money. The TV is so expensive..."
Lu Jiangting sighed, patted his head, and said, "Tell Uncle Lu if something like this happens again. Our family won't have big expenses in the future, so we can save money."
Wang Chenchen nodded gently, "Thank you, Uncle Lu."
"Well, go do your homework. Come back and see me when you're done."
The three of them were fiddling with the TV, and the old lady was the only one busy in the kitchen.
I couldn't help but think of Fang Qing.
If Fang Qing were here, she wouldn't have to do any of the work here.
But thinking that her son had finally made up his mind to divorce her, she felt that this was a good thing.
Now they have a big house and a TV, and their lives are getting better and better. Their son is also very handsome, and anyone you pick up on the street is better than Fang Qing.
I just hope he can hurry up and divorce Fang Qing, and then marry a clean and capable wife.
The old man's health is getting worse and worse, and he is still waiting to have a grandchild.
After dinner, the family gathered together to watch a TV series. At the end, Lu Cong suddenly asked Lu Jiangting, "Is this filmed by Yuyao's company?"
Lu Jiangting didn't even notice it. He asked Lu Cong, "Dad, why are you asking that?"
"It was shown at the end, Nebula Films. I remember the company that Yuyao opened was called this name."
Lu Jiangting frowned. After the second episode ended, he indeed saw the relevant subtitles.
Was this really filmed by Yuyao Company?
He remembered an interview last year where he heard that Yu Yao was responsible for both the original novel and the script adaptation of the drama. Is she so talented?
This is not something that can be achieved by the Fu family simply giving her money, providing her with resources, and helping her to open up convenient facilities.
If I don't have any knowledge at all, I won't be able to make such a drama no matter how much money I spend.
Lu Jiangting felt unhappy. He suddenly felt that he did not seem to understand Yu Yao.
"Alas!" Lu Cong sighed and said, "If only you and Yuyao had gotten married smoothly back then."
No one feels good when talking about this. Wang Cuilan saw that both father and son were dejected and said, "Jiang Ting, didn't you say Lin Yuyao was stupid before? If she is stupid, how can she write a book? Could it be that the guy named Fu wrote it for her?"
Lu Jiangting recalled that when she was a child, she was really not good at doing homework and no matter how he taught her, she just couldn't learn. He also did say that she was very stupid.
But how could he overlook that although Yuyao was not good at mathematics, she was very good at Chinese, especially writing essays.
Lu Jiangting shook his head. "Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses. Yuyao is just not good at math, but she is very good at writing essays."
Wang Cuilan's mouth twitched, "I see, I thought it was someone named Fu who wrote it for her."
"No, Fu Huaiyi is not very good at writing essays or reports."
"Oh, okay. By the way, you and Fang Qing..."
He almost said it out loud, but Lu Jiangting gave him a look.
Wang Cuilan shut up again when she saw Wang Chenchen still watching TV.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Lu Jiangting said, "Chenchen, the TV series is over, you should go to bed."
"good."
He is still very obedient and knows that only by being a good boy can he please them.
His mother told him that he must hold on to Uncle Lu tightly.
In the future, relying on Uncle Lu, he will never have to worry about food and drink even if his grades are not good.
The child was coaxed to sleep, and soon Lu Jiangting also went to bed.
Lu Cong called Wang Cuilan over and said to her, "Take a flashlight tonight and secretly go to see where Fang Qing went after get off work."
"Ah? It's late at night, is there any danger?"
"You're old, it's okay."
But she still dared to say, "Why do you have to do it at night? I'll go around there tomorrow when she's about to go to work, and I'll just ask her directly."
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