Chapter 39

My negotiation with he Xiangu was simple and clear. I agreed with her price, so our negotiation ended in 20 minutes.

At the door, she promised me, "as soon as you leave sangqi, the money will be paid to your account."

"When I get the money, I'll deal with it. That's my rule."

He Cong's mother sleeps in the master bedroom, I sleep in the side bedroom, and he Cong always sleeps in the guest room.

Although it is a small second floor building, there are only three rooms, one master bedroom, one side bedroom and one guest room.

I didn't know much about the rice in the bowl. I pushed the bowl open to say hello to his mother and went back to the room.

My cell phone is off. Sangqi can't find me.

I'm sorry, really.

So a series of things have blocked my stomach and heart. Although I can't see it on the surface, I'm not so heartless.

I had an appointment with him to play hotpot tonight.

I'm not very hungry either. I'm always very strong. In the afternoon, he Xiangu asked me to meet him. I've left sangqi now.

I don't think he loves his mother, he just muddles along.

I don't like he Cong very much. I've told him before, but he always says that he's old and doesn't need to live like a benchmark.

Old people, like children, should set up their own correct world outlook and values in front of them.

The old people's circle of making friends is narrower than ours. With the rapid development of society, their acceptance ability is gradually weakening. If we blindly pursue in front of our parents, I think it's just perfunctory.

We are all young people. We are exposed to new things and know how to keep pace with the times.

They're not like us.

In front of parents, the three views are more important.

I think that when we are in the army, we should criticize what my parents have done.

Filial piety to the elderly is a traditional virtue, but blind praise is foolish filial piety.

In he Cong's eyes, everything he does is a flower.

If he doesn't say it's chicken, I can't see it. A plate is black, and I wish a whole bottle of soy sauce would be poured in.

He Cong accompanied a smiling face and put a piece of chicken in my bowl: "my mother's chicken is the best in the world."

Xu Cong's mother looked at me with a smile: "it seems that our family has eaten too much good food outside, and we can't swallow it, can we?"

So he put down his chopsticks.

And their taste is heavy. I can't eat a chopstick.

Recently, I've eaten a lot of delicacies. In addition, sister Huan's craftsmanship is a master's work. He Cong's mother can't compare with her.

He Cong brought me a bowl and added rice.

But I am different. If I give birth to a son in the future, and his life will be his when he comes of age, I will never get involved in it.

In some ways, women are reluctant to share something with others.

She felt that we women had robbed her son and shared her son's love for her.

She hates me. In fact, I'm not sad. If it's another woman, he Cong's wife, she always hates me.

She actually nodded. I used to call her at home. When he Cong was there, it was OK. When he Cong was away, she thought I was the air.

I called her, "Mom."

He Cong and I are not divorced. If I hate them any more, I can't be less polite.

He Cong's mother came up to me, her face changing.

He thinks too much.

Why is he so attentive to me that he thinks I'm coming back? There is great hope that he will be reinstated.

"Good, good." He put down his bowl and went to the kitchen.

"Get me a bowl." I said.

He was stunned for a moment, immediately nodded as if pounding garlic: "of course, of course, my oath will never change."

"Didn't you say that even if I gave birth to other people's children, you would live with me wholeheartedly?" I asked him.

He Cong followed me with a bowl. He had a strange expression on his face. He couldn't say whether he was happy or not: "what do you say, Xiaozhi, do you want to come back to live?"

I squeezed through the gap between them and told him without looking back, "I'm back."

When I knocked on the door of he Cong's house, he Cong and his mother both came to open the door. They all held their jobs and looked at me with their mouths open.

I thought for a moment and got on the bus to he Cong's house.

He is bound to come to me, because I can see that he is infatuated with me recently. When I still have a shelf life for him, he suddenly disappears out of thin air. Even if he digs three feet, he will dig me out.

Coming out of the bank, I took a look at the sky. It's almost evening, and sangqi should be back.

It's great to see her look at my face when I say yes.

Twenty million is a lot less for her.Of course, I will not refuse the price offered by he Xiangu.

How else can I keep her image in my heart?

But I have to take what she gave me.

I do this to tell myself that even if I am poor and have no hair left, I will not use the dime given to me by he Xiangu.

From then on, I can't get the money even with my own ID card.

My first stop was to go to the bank. Of course, I didn't want to check whether the 20 million really arrived, but to report the loss at the counter.

And then walked out of the community.

I said no with a smile.

Huanjie and Xiaosha didn't know where I was going. Seeing that I had just come back and wanted to go out, they asked me if I wanted to make my dinner?

When I walked out of sangqi's house, a message came from my mobile phone, and my bank card reached 20 million.

Look, I remember that my identity will bring convenience to my life. In a short sentence, I describe the image of a woman who loves money incisively and vividly.

"I'm quite satisfied with my new price, so our deal is over."

After throwing away several small paper balls, I finally wrote him a sentence.

Think I left a note for him in sangqi's room. I wrote it several times and expressed my meaning in a mess.

I lost my suitcase in the original villa, so I didn't even bring my suit here. So I don't know why I came back here, because there is no luggage I can pack.

In the end, I should know my fate.

I have become a multimillionaire, is it necessary to continue to pull with him?

Sangqi is not at home, so now is the best time for me to escape.

Then he hummed into sang Qi's house.

So I left in front of him humming.

It's a pleasure to trade with cheerful people.

He Xiangu looked at me, her gentle eyes were more gentle, she nodded with a smile: "OK, I'll ask someone to do it later."

When I entered the room, I locked the door. Suddenly I remembered the days when I lived in sangqi's house. No matter how I locked it, he could come in.

I went into the room to take a bath, and there were my original clothes in the room.

Just after taking a bath, when I came out of the bathroom, I heard he Cong patting my door: "at the summer solstice, sang is always downstairs!"