During the meal, He Yanxia asked Wan Feng where he spent the New Year.
"I have to go back to Beiliao for the New Year. My parents are there and I have to go back."
Zhang Xuan's face was gloomy.
How much she wanted Wan Feng to stay and spend the New Year with her, but this was obviously impossible.
Since Wan Feng said this in front of her mother, it means there is no room for maneuver.
After dinner, Wan Feng and Zhang Zhiyuan chatted again about his work as a translator at Wan Feng.
Liang Bingyu is too aloof. Wan Feng needs a translator who, in addition to translation work, can also chat with the Soviets, so as to bring the two sides closer.
Liang Bingyu couldn't do any of these. Her cold face, which kept people at a distance, was like an ice curtain directly across the two sides. This was bullshit.
Zhang Zhiyuan was still hesitating.
Even though Wan Feng said he would give him a very generous reward, he did not agree.
He Yanxia was furious: "You old thing, you're so crazy if you don't get a beating for three days. Don't even mention that Xiao Wan is going to pay you back. Even if he doesn't pay you, shouldn't you go to help? This isn't about helping outsiders. What's there at home that you can't let go of? Ah? Are you afraid that I'll run away with someone else?"
When He Yanxia got angry, Zhang Zhiyuan spilled the soup on the spot and promised to help Wan Feng after the New Year.
Zhang Xuan high-fived Wan Feng and encouraged her mother, "Mom! You're really strong! I'll learn from you in the future!"
He Yanxia curled her lips when she heard this. She thought that she was being taken advantage of by others and there was no point in studying.
He Yanxia cleaned up the west room and heated the kang.
The two daughters rarely come back, so this room has been empty for a long time.
At around eight o'clock in the evening, He Yanxia sent Wan Feng and Zhang Xuan to the west room.
As someone who had experienced this, she had already noticed that her daughter was beginning to lose control, and her watery eyes kept looking at Wan Feng.
While saying that she was going to put on the quilt and go to bed, she was scolding her daughter in her heart for being useless. Why did her legs go weak when she saw this boy?
Wan Feng was still a little embarrassed, but Zhang Xuan had already pulled him to the west room.
When He Yanxia was heating the kang, she had already covered them with quilts, so they were warm.
Zhang Xuan cheered, got on the kang, pulled the curtains, took off his clothes, and got into bed.
There is a saying that there is spring inside the quilt, which makes a lot of scientific sense.
As soon as he got into bed, Zhang Xuan turned into spring and came to him.
"How have you been doing over there these past six months?"
"What else can I do? I created over three million in profits for your garment factory in the second half of this year. How are you going to reward me?"
"Give me the money, and I'll give you three hundred thousand tomorrow."
"I don't want any money."
"You don't want money? I'm at a loss. What do you want?"
"I want people."
"I don't have people, but I have money."
"Hehe, what do you mean by asking for money?"
"Stay away from me. Don't cross the center line. I want to sleep."
"Don't sleep! Talk to me. Have you missed me since we haven't seen each other for over half a year?"
"I thought about it." Women are so annoying. Why do they always act the same way every time we meet? Luan Feng is so whimsical, and it's also the same. Can't we come up with something new? Even asking if you've eaten is more creative than that.
"How long did you think about it?"
"About an hour or so."
"Ah! You only thought of me for an hour in half a year. What a miserable life I have."
Here we go again!
“How did you generate three million in profit?”
"I developed a line of Tornado brand sportswear, and sales are booming."
"Tornado! Oh my gosh! Why did you think of this sign again? You're like a mouse marrying a cat. Haven't you had enough of living like this?"
"Hehe, I'm just teasing you. How dare I use such a name? It's still your Feng Feng."
Wan Feng let out a long sigh: "Sooner or later, I will be scared to death by you."
"Why are you so timid? When you seduced me..."
"Shut up! If you tell me I seduced you again, I won't want you."
"Wow, wow, wow, my life is so miserable!" Zhang Xuan whined without any result.
Women complain that their lives are hard, so we have to make them sweeter. It seems that at this time, the power of words alone cannot achieve the greatest effect, and we must put it into practice.
Wan Feng hasn't tasted meat for more than half a year, and the gluttonous insect has been getting excited. Now that the gluttonous insect has taken over his mind, he might as well feast on it.
People say a sport is like a 50-meter swim, but that's a completely bullshit analogy.
Wan Feng believes that a certain sport is actually very similar to mountain climbing, especially mountain climbing for a pair. When two people climb to the top of the mountain through tacit cooperation, they can see endless scenery.
At this moment, it was as if a martial arts master suddenly had an epiphany and opened up his Ren and Du meridians. It was the feeling of having the sunflower in hand and the world in his hands.
But what spoiled the fun was that every time this happened, Zhang Xuan would burst into laughter because he was intoxicated by the boundless scenery. His laughter was very international, and the ups and downs of his laughter sounded like crying.
If a person walking alone on a dark night suddenly heard Zhang Xuan's laughter, he would be scared to pee his pants.
Fortunately, someone got used to it and just thought it was a ghost crying.
"Who are you calling like a ghost?"
Zhang Xuan quit. Is there any ghost as gentle as her?
"This is a bad habit of yours. Why do you laugh every time this happens? This is not a good habit."
"Can't I smile just because I'm happy? Isn't Sister Feng smiling at this time?"
How does this involve Luan Feng again?
Wan Feng was not prepared to answer this question.
"I have to leave tomorrow."
Zhang Xuan immediately stopped moving and just stuck close to Wan Feng.
"Can't we celebrate the New Year here?"
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