My wife is richer than me
On Sunday evening, Wen Jing walked into the classroom and saw Chi Ya sitting in her seat.
"Come, come, come! Sister Wen, try the plums my dad sent me. They're so sweet!"
Chi Ya handed her a small bamboo basket.
Wen Jing took it and put one in her mouth.
"How about it?"
“Very sweet.”
Chi Ya smiled: "Just as sweet as you."
Wen Jing: “…”
"Chi Ya, your father is so good to you. He specially sent plums from such a long distance to you." Chen Die said while eating.
"Well, my parents are very good to me. But this time, they just happened to have something to do here, so I stopped by."
At this time, Chen Songyan walked in from the back door.
Chi Ya handed it to him, but he waved his hand: "No, I ate a lot this week and I'm sick of it."
"Tsk, forget it." Chi Ya didn't force it, but she heard Chen Songyan calling her name again.
"I went back to see a master this week to have my fortune told, and he said I'm not born under the earth element, I'm born under the fire element," Chen Songyan said righteously.
Chi Ya gave a wicked smile: "Oh, you even went to the master to calculate it - what did you calculate? Are you really cuckolded?"
"Stop talking nonsense! The master said I will only have one marriage. Besides, my wife and I have a very good relationship after marriage."
"How is that possible? You must be looking for a half-baked master!"
Chen Songyan glanced at her. "What do you mean? They even predicted my father's death..." He stopped abruptly. "They even predicted my worst year and my admission to No. 1 Middle School."
Chi Ya's expression became serious: "Is this true?"
"Of course it's true. He is the most famous master in our area."
Chi Ya was about to ask more when Wen Jing suddenly interrupted: "What else is going on?" She looked at Chen Songyan with a bad expression, "About your wife."
Chen Songyan's eyes flashed, and he said, "She also said that she is richer than me."
"You're a gigolo, Chen Songyan!" Chi Ya said in shock.
"I didn't." Chen Songyan's rebuttal was not very firm, because the master said that his wife was very generous to him, especially willing to spend money on him, and even wanted to support him, but because he was ambitious, the two of them supported the family together.
He was really embarrassed and kept asking the master if he could have any future. He felt relieved only after getting a definite answer.
"Is it that he is richer than you now, or richer than you in the future?" Wen Jing asked again.
"I don't know about that, maybe when we met?"
us?
What a us.
There's not even a hint of fate, not even a single person in sight, and it's just us.
She wanted to see who "we" he could go with!
"Anything else? Are these all?" she asked again.
Chen Songyan's expression was a little unnatural, and he said, "Compared to, independent."
In fact, what the master said was that he was strong and decisive, and he was strict with him, but he also said that he listened to him very much, so the two of them got along very well.
Chen Songyan didn’t dare to think about it, but he really felt that she looked a bit like Wen Jing.
Just thinking about it made his heart burn, and he quickly dismissed the idea.
In Wen Jing's eyes, this expression meant that she had fallen in love with the person before even meeting him or her.
"Do you love her very much?" she asked suddenly.
Chen Songyan glanced at her and saw that she looked cold. He hesitated and replied, "She is my wife, so of course I love her."
Wen Jing stopped talking and turned her head away.
Chi Ya interrupted: "If you are born under the Fire element, wouldn't that mean you are unlucky for our sister Wen?"
"What?" Chen Songyan looked stunned. "I can defeat Wen Jing?"
Wen Jing also turned around: "He is my nemesis?" Her expression was extremely serious.
Chi Ya, who had originally wanted to play a trick on Chen Songyan, saw Wen Jing's seriousness and said, "Not really! It's just that he's a Fire element, and you're a Metal element. According to the Five Elements, Fire overcomes Metal. At first glance, it sounds like that. But it's actually just a simple interaction of the Five Elements. To really talk about whether it overcomes or not, we have to look at the overall situation."
Wen Jing turned back.
Chi Ya breathed a sigh of relief.
"What you said sounds like the truth, don't talk nonsense again." Chen Songyan said.
"Don't accuse me. I'm serious this time. I told you before that I'm a genius in this area."
Chen Songyan was too lazy to pay attention to her to avoid her saying anything bad.
Wen Jing was very quiet throughout the evening class.
Chen Songyan tried to talk to her several times, but gave up when he saw her gloomy face.
Late at night, Wen Jing lay in bed, staring at the metaphysics quick-study search page in front of her.
The comments section is full of ridicule on this issue.
"Quick? It might take five years to even get started, and you still think it's quick?"
"Go home, kid. If you can ask such a question, you are no longer suitable for studying metaphysics."
Only one answer was helpful.
"If you have the skills, you should first seek a master, but few masters would be willing to accept you with your attitude. Then pick one of the three books, 'Yuan**ping', 'Di*sui', and 'San**hui', and spend a year studying it. When you can understand it, come back and ask this question."
"The guy above is introducing the three-piece set for beginners who are obsessed with magic?"
Wen Jingdang didn't see the following sentence. With a few swipes of her finger, she had already placed an order for the three books on Taobao.
When she saw the order page, she felt annoyed and stared at the cancel button for a long time. Finally, she threw her phone away, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she came to the classroom.
She sat in the last row, and the seat next to her was empty.
The class was noisy.
A man and a woman walked in hugging each other. The girl's face was blurred, and the boy was Chen Songyan.
He walked up to the podium with someone in his arms and said loudly to the class, "Everyone, be quiet for a moment! Listen to me for a few words."
The whole class fell silent.
Chen Songyan glanced at the girl beside him with affection and said to everyone: "Let me introduce you to everyone, this is my wife."
The people below cheered.
Chen Songyan continued: "I'm standing here to tell those who like me to give up! Don't disturb the happy life of me and my wife anymore!"
The girl in his arms seemed very touched and hugged him tightly, saying in a sweet voice: "Hubby, you love me so much."
Chen Songyan hugged her and smiled gently: "You are my wife, so I naturally love you."
"Honey, I'm so touched, kiss me!" The girl pouted.
Chen Songyan also lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers, and the two of them made a "bo" sound...
Early in the morning, Tan Yue came out of the bathroom and found Wen Jing already washing up on the balcony.
She held the toothbrush in her mouth and was brushing when she suddenly sneered at the mirror.
It looks creepy early in the morning.
Tan Yue called out to her, "Wen Jing, are you okay this morning?"
Wen Jing turned around, slurring her mouthful of foam: "Oh, it's great!"
"Oh." Tan Yue didn't say anything more to her and quickly walked into the dormitory.
Wen Jing got up too early today and arrived at the classroom before the time she had agreed with Chi Ya.
As soon as she arrived at the classroom, she started memorizing words without looking away, looking very hardworking.
Zhou Meng, who was in the front row, came to the back to get some water, muttering as he did so: "Bobo chicken, one yuan a skewer of Bobo chicken."
Wen Jing took the vocabulary book and smiled at him gently: "Zhou Meng, do you really want to eat? I'll give you money, go out and buy it."
Zhou Meng looked surprised: "Ah? That's a bit embarrassing."
Wen Jing lowered her head and gave him a red envelope.
Zhou Meng picked up the phone, put it away with his hands slipping, his eyes widened: "You, you really sent me a red envelope? Or... one hundred yuan!"
He was so shocked that his voice was very loud.
Wen Jing asked him: "Is it not enough? If not, I will send more."
"Enough, enough, enough, enough! That's enough!" It was almost as much as his three-day pocket money.
Chen Die in the front row was so shocked that her jaw dropped. "Wen Jing, one yuan a bunch, are you going to treat him to a meal until he dies of stuffing?"
Wen Jing asked her: "Do you want to eat?"
Chen Die was stunned: "I, I'll let Zhou Mengyun give me some."
Wen Jing: "That one hundred yuan is too little. I'll give you another hundred."
As soon as she finished speaking, she sent it.
Chen Die and Zhou Meng looked at each other in silence.
The average monthly expenditure of students at No. 1 Middle School is one thousand yuan. Some particularly frugal students can even spend only five or six hundred yuan. One hundred yuan is a considerable amount for them.
Chen Die and Zhou Meng sent a message: Do you dare to accept it?
Zhou Meng: I don’t dare, but I feel a little bit anxious.
Chen Die: What should I do?
Wen Jing glanced at her and said, "Why don't you accept it? Does that mean we're not very familiar with each other?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Chen Die was stimulated and clicked immediately.
Chen Die: Let's buy some food and share it with everyone.
Zhou Meng: Good idea
Wen Jing curled the corners of her mouth and gave Tan Yuechiya and Chen Songyan another hundred each.
Chen Songyan, who was halfway there:?
Wen Jing: If you are not familiar with it, you don’t need to collect it.
She sent a group message.
It didn't take long before they were all collected.
Wen Jing suddenly felt a sense of comfort as if all her depression had dissipated.
Chi Ya soon came to the classroom to find her and asked her why she suddenly gave her a hundred yuan.
Then the people around him knew that they were not alone.
Wen Jing: "I'm in a bad mood. Give some money out to make me feel better."
She rarely expressed her feelings so directly. They looked at each other and Chi Ya continued to ask her:
"Why are you in a bad mood?"
"It was a nightmare."
They looked at each other again and breathed a sigh of relief.
Chi Ya rushed over and held Wen Jing's hand: "Sister Wen, this is a good habit, please keep it up, okay?"
Wen Jing pulled her hand away expressionlessly: "It depends on the situation."
Chi Ya asked again: "Tell me honestly, how much pocket money do you get a month? A few thousand?"
Wen Jing's eyes flickered: "I haven't calculated it, but it's definitely more than four digits."
The eyes of several people met fiercely, and they all saw shock in each other's eyes.
Public schools like No. 1 Middle School, which admit students based on academic performance, mostly have students from ordinary or even poor families who are admitted from small counties. Generally, the wealthy will go to private schools.
Wen Jing is really rare.
Chi Ya held her hand again: "Sister Wen, I really want to marry you."
Wen Jing still pulled her hand away and looked up at the clock on the blackboard: "It's time to go study."
After walking a few steps out of the door, she lowered her head and gave Chen Songyan another 150 yuan.
Chen Songyan: Why did you send it to me again?
Wen Jing: I have money, I can make money whenever I want.
Chen Songyan was speechless and didn't dare to say anything.
Wen Jing: You dare not accept it?
He accepted it.
Wen Jing sent another message: Am I richer than you?
Chen Songyan:Yes?
Wen Jing: Then remember, I am richer than you
Chen Songyan: Oh
Afraid that the word was too unfamiliar, he used the Q-version kitten word he stole from Chen Songxue.
The dialog box showed that input was in progress, but Wen Jing didn't send any more messages for a while.
Chen Songyan had no choice but to put away his phone.
I think everyone has it.
But why is this number weird?
Wen Jing looked at the "Oh" on the silly cat's head and laughed angrily.
She decided to give Chen Songyan some money every now and then.
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