Author: Mahjong Jun

It was already past eight-thirty when Zhao Wenmu and others arrived home.

Today I couldn't hold on until the market closed.

More than 500 kilograms of crayfish and crabs were prepared in advance, but even so, they were all sold out before 7:30.

Several people put away the dishes and cleaned them; then they cleaned the floor and put away the tables and chairs. It was already past eight-thirty when they got home.

Zhao Wenmu just wants Ge You to lie down now.

Every muscle in my body ached, I was so tired.

Liu Sufang has been staying at their home and taking care of the little girl.

When the two came back, she took Zhao Wenqiu with her.

The little girl was already asleep. The little guy's eyelashes were fluttering, his face was flushed, his pink and tender face, and his mouth were bulging. Zhao Jing's heart almost melted just by looking at it.

"Nanny, I'm sorry, mom came back late today."

She gently touched her daughter's little face, her eyes were soft and full of love.

Zhao Wenmu went to take a shower first, and then felt much more comfortable all over, and then went to the study to count the money.

Zhao Jing also went to wash up, and then went to the study to collect the day's accounts.

Nowadays, there are many people of all ages!

Those who have game have to keep accounts every time they come in and out. There are also accounts for collecting mushrooms in 7 villages. Now there are accounts for Gangzi and Zhao Wenyuan in the city and the accounts for selling crayfish in the convenience market.

Keep each account clear, and use it as a basis to plan all expenditures to ensure sufficient cash flow.

She has captured the essence of cash flow management!

That is to maximize the use of each fund to maximize benefits!

"Brother, the money earned by the food stall is enough to make up for the gap in mushroom harvesting!"

Zhao Jing calculated it twice carefully, put down her pen and said happily.

Seeing her family's money dwindling little by little these days, although she knew this was normal, she couldn't help feeling a little panicked.

Now it's better. Not only do we have enough money to collect mushrooms, we also have some leftover!

Zhao Jing's eyes were sparkling, and Zhao Wenmu couldn't help but feel funny when he saw her looking like a little money-crazy person.

"Brother, do you want something to eat?"

Zhao Wenmu ate some cakes in the evening, which he brought from home.

I was tired and hot, and really had no appetite.

But he's not hungry at the moment either.

"Sister, I'm not hungry."

Zhao Wenmu picked up a book and lay on the mat with the fan blowing on. It was so comfortable!

Zhao Jing ran out.

After a while, she came back with two bottles of beer.

She originally wanted to drink some soda, but she also wanted to drink the fizzy soda. After all, Zhao Jing is also a little girl.

But the soda was gone. She hesitated for a while and came back with two bottles of beer.

She still didn't believe that two bottles of beer could make her drunk.

Zhao Wenmu looked at the beer in her hand, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He quickly got up from the mat.

"Come, sister, let me have a few drinks with you."

The two of them didn't have anything to eat, so they spread a mat on the ground and sat on the ground drinking beer.

Zhao Jing drank slowly this time.

Sure enough, I drank it too quickly last time, and this thing was so cold that it didn’t smell of alcohol at all!

After a while, Zhao Wenmu went back and brought two more bottles.

Not long after, he came back with four bottles, that is, eight bottles.

"Sister, I've been sorry to you before, I'm sorry to my daughter."

Zhao Wenmu spoke a little loudly, and his eyes were not so clear.

There was a hint of sobs in his voice.

"It's okay, little brother, it's all over."

"You are taking good care of me and my daughter now."

Zhao Jing raised her head and drank a glass of wine and said softly.

The past is gone, she doesn't want to recall it anymore, she likes the present day very much.

"Sister, call me Zhao Wenmu."

Zhao Wenmu suddenly grabbed Zhao Jing's hand, put it in his arms, looked at her and said.

"My name is Zhao Wenmu, I am your man."

"Zhao Wenmu."

"Um."

Zhao Wenmu pulled hard, and Zhao Jing was pulled into his arms. Then he picked up Zhao Jing and walked to the bedroom.

Zhao Jing struggled for a moment, "Zhao Wenmu", she called softly again.

"Yeah, I'm here."

Zhao Jing put her hands around Zhao Wenmu's neck and let him carry her into the bedroom and put her on the bed.

Outside the window, in the yard.

The bright moonlight shines down, pushing aside the fog that shrouds the earth layer by layer, and brushes across the smooth ground.

The breeze blew by, and the small branches and leaves in the yard swayed in the wind.

The leaves fell rustlingly under the torment of the wind.

Not far away, several dogs barked.

There seemed to be muffled sounds in the wind, intermittent and faint.

After a long time,

A strong gust of wind hit, and the small tree was finally overwhelmed.

There was a shiver and then silence.

Moonlight, who had witnessed everything, quietly hid her figure.

Zhao Wenmu woke up in the middle of the night and realized that Wen Xiang Nephrite was in his arms. Memories came to his mind. It turned out that he had once again been drunk and had sexual intercourse.

Compared with the time when I had my little girl, this time all the details are vivid and clear in my mind.

Looking at the sleeping face in his arms, Zhao Wenmu felt his mouth go dry.

I have no control over my hands at all.

It has its own ideas and where it wants to go.

Zhao Jing felt like she was being pressed under her in a daze.

"Brother, don't make trouble!"

She muttered softly.

"Ajing, call me Zhao Wenmu."

"Zhao Wenmu."

"Um."

This time, Zhao Wenmu was sober but crazy.

Zhao Jing also gave everything she had, this was her man, her lover.

The weather in July is always changing.

One second it was still windy and beautiful, with gentle breeze and drizzle.

The next moment, strong winds and heavy rain came suddenly.

From time to time, lightning pierced the night sky, illuminating the two people intertwined in the room.

The small trees in the yard are like a lonely boat in the sea, swaying and erratic.

The little tree strives to stretch out every branch,
To be continued...