Chapter 81 Frustrated
"How did you get in? I clearly locked the door!"
Zhu Yunying jumped to the ground barefoot, without even bothering to put on her shoes, and rushed to Feng Shuo, snatched the watch away, and checked it from front to back.
The watch strap that was originally torn has now been re-welded.
She put on her watch in a hurry, with a look of anger on her face, and didn't want to look Feng Shuo in the eye.
He put on his watch and tiptoed to put on his shoes.
In the summer in northern Xinjiang, it is terribly cold in the mornings and evenings.
Her feet were nearly frozen.
Feng Shuo followed her with his eyes, and when he saw that she didn't even wear shoes, he habitually wanted to remind her, but when he thought of what she said yesterday, he pursed his lips and closed them again.
He didn't even answer her questions.
Silence like a mountain.
Zhu Yunying couldn't hear his voice, so she asked again, "How did you get in? Did you repair the watch yourself?"
"This is my courtyard, my bedroom. I have the key." Feng Shuo frowned and moved his lips. "Repairing a watch isn't difficult."
My, my, my...
Upon hearing this, Zhu Yunyao froze for a moment, then raised her head and curled her lips with a forced smile: "Yes. It's all yours. I've taken over the place. Let's settle the rent. Count how many nights I slept here, and I'll give you the money."
"What?!"
Feng Shuo has never seen a woman with a more aggressive temper than Zhu Yunyao?!
When did he say that he had taken over the magpie's nest and asked her to pay compensation?
Zhu Yunying walked into the small compartment and changed neatly into a bright yellow blouse with polka dots.
This is probably the most eye-catching dress she has worn since joining the army.
The edge of the doll collar is embroidered with a circle of lace, and the lace is decorated with tiny pearls. The sleeves are medium-length, and the cufflinks are also made of natural half-pearls. You can't see it at first glance, but if you look closely, you can catch a glimpse of the glittering surface of the pearls.
The key point is the belt, the waistline is pinched just right, lifting up and lowering, highlighting the plumpness of the upper body, and the hem of the skirt is flowing and casual.
The skirt was very long, just reaching the ankles, revealing a small piece of fair skin.
Feng Shuo just took a look and frowned.
But Zhu Yunying, right in front of him, pulled up her belt and pulled it back, making the top of her skirt fit even better and her curves look fuller...
She tied a bow behind her back with her backhand, and to test the tightness, she twisted her waist, and the hem of her skirt fluttered, her figure light and graceful, like a flying butterfly.
After changing her clothes, Zhu Yunying's mood seemed to improve.
She heard Feng Shuo's question and kindly added, "But I think there are some days when you shouldn't count money."
“…Which days?” Feng Shuo’s back teeth were almost worn flat.
"On the first day, you knocked me out, so I slept here to recuperate. Later, the few times we slept together, no matter how accidental it was, it was consensual. It's inappropriate for you to negotiate money with me. Also, I bought a bathtub as part of the renovation, so I'll use it to offset some of the cost..."
Zhu Yunying counted the money on her fingers, pointed at the bathtub in the corner of the room, and said seriously, "That was my own money."
"I gave you the wage subsidy and food stamps."
Feng Shuo felt it necessary to remind Zhu Yunwei that it was he who gave it to her on his own initiative.
Zhu Yunying hummed, turned to the bedside table, and took out a notebook and banknotes from her purse.
"It's all here. Not a cent has been spent. You can give it directly to Xiao Zhang. Although he's young and looks honest, he's very careful and keeps a very good record of the household accounts. The handwriting is clear, the items are clearly defined, and there's a lot of logic and evidence."
The thing was stuffed into Feng Shuo's hand.
Hot!
I just threw it away.
Did he bring up the salary account book because he wanted Zhu Yunying to praise Xiao Zhang?
The blue veins on Feng Shuo's temples bulged and bounced again.
"If you want to give it to Xiao Zhang, just give it yourself. There's no reason to take back what I've given."
After saying that, he turned and was about to leave.
Zhu Yunyao weighed the money and pursed her lips in annoyance: Chief Feng, who came from the old city, is different after all. He regards money as dirt!
She put the money away and when she saw Feng Shuo about to leave the yard, she stopped him again.
"Have you thought it over? Accept the agreement, or break up? Do you need more time to think about it? How long will it take... Um... Feng Shuo! What are you doing?"
Zhu Yunying thought she was communicating in a friendly manner, but the man who was about to reach the door suddenly turned back and came back aggressively.
He pushed her against the door and leaned in close to warn her: "Let's break up? You're dreaming! You're trying to escape after you've exposed your true colors. Do you think the Feng family is easy to bully?"
Zhu Yunyao was forced to look up at him, her eyes neither humble nor arrogant, and she replied, "I understand. Six months then."
"..." Feng Shuo's eyes darkened, and after a long while, he finally responded, "Yeah."
"Okay, I understand."
I acted on impulse last night.
The provocation method was used too harshly.
Fortunately, Feng Shuo still had some filial piety and did not give up.
If he doesn't even care about Old Lady Feng, then he's done for.
Zhu Yunwei also breathed a sigh of relief.
…
Feng Shuo lowered his head and watched the woman say six months without any reluctance, and his anger grew again.
Not wanting to get into any more conflict, he took a deep breath and turned away.
He strode out of the courtyard gate.
I heard Zhu Yunying shouting behind me again, something like "Take it!"
What to take?
Get the salary or the rent?
Feng Shuo's feet were like the wind, and he walked faster and faster.
Zhu Yunwei, who had been chasing for several steps, saw a group of soldiers running by in the distance and had no choice but to stop.
Xiao Zhang witnessed the fierce battle between his team leader and his sister-in-law, and did not dare to step forward rashly.
He waited until Feng Shuo's figure disappeared around the corner before he dared to call out stealthily, "Sister-in-law, what do you want to give to the captain? I'll give it to him."
Zhu Yunying held the account book in one hand, with the money and food coupons sandwiched inside, and in the other hand held a small brown bottle containing something that looked like medicinal oil.
"Xiao Zhang, I'll leave your captain's salary and food coupons to you for safekeeping. I've looked at your account book, and I'm afraid it's not as good as your writing."
"Sister-in-law, are you angry? The team leader said a long time ago that he would give the money to you to manage. But I was afraid of making mistakes, so I checked the account several times, which delayed it..."
Xiao Zhang's heart was in his throat, fearing that he was the fuse of the quarrel between the team leader and his sister-in-law.
If that were the case, Xiao Jia would laugh to death!
Zhu Yunying shook her head: "No, why should I be angry? I was just praising you for doing a good job! This bottle of medicated oil is for your team leader. He got hit on the face by a mosquito yesterday, and the swelling hasn't gone down yet. It's not nice for people to see."
"Oh oh oh! I'll go deliver it now!"
Xiao Zhang put the account book away, took the medicine oil, and rushed out like an arrow.
Feng Shuo, who was walking briskly in front, had already received a lot of attention along the way.
Everyone saw the red palm print on his face that could not be ignored!
Captain Feng was slapped!
This is huge news!
One person tells ten people, ten people tell a hundred people...
Feng Shuo hasn’t even reached the training ground yet!
There have been eighteen versions of the gossip about him being beaten up.
But no one dared to guess that it was his wife who did it.
Captain Feng walked with his head down, and there was a low pressure all over his body, and he looked very gloomy.
No one dared to step forward to show concern.
Naturally, no one noticed that there was a hint of frustration hidden in his angry eyes.
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