Chapter 63: Little Thoughts
Zhao Yunyun's wrists ached from carrying things, and her face was slightly red after the exercise.
She looked at Fu Zhenggang sitting on the edge of the bed like a big boss, tightened her fingers, and suppressed the anger in her heart.
Zhao Yunyun half-knelt down to help Fu Zhenggang take off his shoes, and asked softly, "Are you tired from walking? I'll get some water for you to soak your feet."
"Pour me another glass of water. Don't make it too hot. I'm so tired that my throat is smoking."
Fu Zhenggang felt very happy when he saw Zhao Yunyun, the young wife with lowered brows and drooping eyes.
"Zhenggang, drink some warm water to moisten your throat."
Zhao Yunyun poured warm water and placed it on the table next to Fu Zhenggang.
She went to get some hot water for Uncle Fu to soak his feet.
Fu Zhenggang watched Zhao Yunyun busying around and took a look at the things she bought today.
"Just keep the hand and face wipes I bought today."
"Zhenggang, I don't need it. You can give it to your mother. It's just a way to show your filial piety."
"I told you to take it, why are you talking so much nonsense!"
Fu Zhenggang said impatiently that he hated Zhao Yunyun's attitude of just trying to please him the most.
"Zhenggang, then I'll accept it. This material..."
She reached out and touched the Dacron material, already thinking of what style of buttons she would want on her blouse.
"You can make the material well, and I will bring it back to my mother when the time comes."
Fu Zhenggang originally wanted to send a piece of clothing to his mother. After all, his mother had been very busy looking for a wife for him these days.
When Zhao Yunyun heard what Fu Zhenggang said, the smile on her face faded.
In an instant, she put on a smile again and said to Fu Zhenggang, "Don't worry, I promise that Auntie will be dressed decently and elegantly."
"Please pack the Moutai for me and take it home. I'll have to trouble my brother to help me. Who knows, maybe my good luck will come!"
Fu Zhenggang finished washing his feet and stood up in the room to stretch his shoulders. His tone was understated, but Zhao Yunyun could hear it.
Sure enough, after hearing this, the smile in Zhao Yunyun's eyes became more genuine.
"Zhenggang, I knew you were capable, but our business..."
Zhao Yunyun pursed her lips, her face looking as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
"What can we do?"
"Zhenggang, can I go home tomorrow? I'm afraid my man will worry if I don't go home for such a long time."
Zhao Yunyun started chatting again, speaking slowly and looking at Fu Zhenggang's expression as she spoke.
Fu Zhenggang sneered when he heard the last sentence: "You are my woman now! Do you still want to go back?"
"Think carefully, should you follow that disfigured old man or me..."
After Fu Zhenggang finished speaking, he climbed onto the bed, patted the seat next to him, and glanced at Zhao Yunyun.
Zhao Yunyun felt very conflicted when she heard Fu Zhenggang's words. In fact, she lived a very comfortable life after marrying Song Yuanchao.
She has no parents-in-law above her, and they both work in the same factory, going to and from get off work together.
Although Song Yuanchao has a scar on his face, he is very strong and usually takes care of all the big and small things at home, so Zhao Yunyun doesn't have to worry about anything.
But when she thought about the fact that Fu Zheng had just joined the Revolutionary Committee, she also knew that his brother was still the head of this Revolutionary Committee.
Thinking about how Fu Zhenggang didn't take the things worth more than ten yuan he bought today seriously, the balance in my heart slowly tilted.
Zhao Yunyun looked at Fu Zhenggang waving at her, and she got on the bed with shyness on her face.
Fu Zhenggang was very satisfied when he saw Zhao Yunyun nestled in his arms. He knew that he could never be as good as the old man.
The room with the closed door became dark, with only a faint light in the room.
In the darkness, one black and one white, one up and one down, a room full of spring love.
Zhao Yunyun tilted her head, trying hard to suppress her embarrassing moans.
During the collision, his head kept hitting the bedside shelf, and his hands tightly grasped the sheets.
Sometimes lucid, sometimes in chaos.
She tried hard to tell herself that she was not wrong, she just wanted to make her life better, and she was thinking about how to tell Song Yuanchao about the divorce.
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Lin Xiaotong rode her bike home, and the cold wind made her neck feel chilly.
He held up his collar with one hand to block the wind. When he was almost home, his eyes lit up.
Xia Caiyun actually came to their compound and was arguing with Jin Qiaofeng. The two were fighting in the alley.
She quickly picked up her speed and pedaled over, then heard Jin Qiaofeng yelling at the top of her lungs, "Aren't you trying to embarrass me? I already told you there's nothing suitable."
Xia Caiyun was unhappy: "Hey, what's wrong with you? You turn away business that comes right to your door!"
"What did you say? What business? I'm not into speculation! My family has been poor farmers for eight generations, and we have a good family background!"
Jin Qiaofeng pulled away Xia Caiyun's hand that was pulling her clothes and prepared to go home to cook.
Jin Qiaofeng didn't dare to talk to this woman who was so talkative. She usually just accepted the gifts after getting the job done.
The money was secretly stuffed into red envelopes, and no one would be stupid enough to say that they received the money.
It turned out that Xia Caiyun had offended half of the matchmakers in the city, so she could only look for someone from the other half.
Then she found out about Jin Qiaofeng, a famous matchmaker in this area. Xia Caiyun inquired about Jin Qiaofeng carefully and learned that both families were very satisfied with the pairings she helped to bring together.
Besides, Jin Qiaofeng is a widow raising a son, so he only needs to pay a little money to find a suitable daughter-in-law.
Xia Caiyun must ask Jin Qiaofeng to make this deal.
"My request isn't high. I understand. After the matter is completed, I promise to give you a big red envelope!"
Xia Caiyun pulled Jin Qiaofeng hard to stop her from leaving, and the two of them pulled each other, and she chased after her.
In the end, the two of them kept circling in the alley.
Lin Xiaotong rode to the corner of the sheltered wall and was watching with great interest when she heard Hu Tou talking.
"Sister Tong, what game are they playing?"
She looked at Hu Tou coming over to look around and shook her head: "I don't know either!"
They just stood there and watched Xia Caiyun and Jin Qiaofeng finally get tired of fighting, bent over and gasping for breath.
"Ah! Jin Qiaofeng, what are you doing!"
Diao Yulian twisted her waist and prepared to go to the toilet when she saw Jin Qiaofeng bending over and gasping for breath. Xia Caiyun wanted to tear Jin Qiaofeng apart.
"This person is holding me and won't let me go. Come and help me."
Jin Qiaofeng was almost on the verge of collapse, leaning against the wall and calling Diao Yulian to come over.
"Come over and give me a hand, this guy is so annoying."
"Well, you're welcome. I'm looking for you because I think highly of you. How dare you refuse?"
Xia Caiyun put one hand on her waist and pointed at Jin Qiaofeng with the other, and saw Diao Yulian walking towards her with her hips twisted.
Then he moved his hand and fired at Diao Yulian: "How shameless of you to walk in broad daylight? Do you think I want to see your big butt?"
"Fuck, I'm going to tear your mouth apart."
Diao Yulian, who was innocently provoked, rushed forward with a red face and continued to fight with Xia Caiyun.
Lin Xiaotong frowned as she watched the strange plot development. You have to watch the fun without missing a thing, otherwise you won't understand it the next second.
Tiger Head rubbed his head and asked in confusion, "Aren't they tired of arguing all the time?"
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