He ​​slept until the shift change at twelve o'clock at night. If Wei Xingguang hadn't come and shouted, Zhao Hongming would have been able to sleep until the next morning.

In a daze, this night shift finally came to an end.

However, according to the shift regulations, Zhao Hongming should work the day shift for two more days, which means that he must continue to work from 8 a.m. to 4 p.m.

Fortunately, Jiang Xiaowei is back.

With Jiang Xiaowei's help and several bottles of coffee, Zhao Hongming finally managed to persist until get off work.

He didn't force himself to drive home. If he drove in this state, although the distance was not far, it would be easy to cause an accident.

He chose to take the bus back so that he could sleep on the bus.

After returning home, his wife had not gotten off work and his son had not come back from school for dinner. Zhao Hongming immediately threw himself on the bed and planned to sleep until tomorrow morning.

Time gradually passed in Zhao Hongming's sleep.

Building 1, 301, this is the house number of Zhao Hongming’s house.

One hand held the key and opened the door. The owner of the hand was none other than Qin Yali.

At this time, Qin Yali's face looked ugly. When she saw that there was no one in the kitchen, her face darkened a bit.

When I heard slight snoring coming from the bedroom, the volcano that had been silent for a long time finally erupted.

"Bang."

Qin Yali pushed the door open forcefully.

Sure enough, her husband was sleeping soundly, hugging the quilt, and even had a slight smile on his face.

"Zhao Hongming."

Tears burst out of Qin Yali's eyes instantly.

She yelled, grabbed the pillow on the bed, and threw it hard at Zhao Hongming's body.

"Huh? What's wrong."

Zhao Hongming slept soundly, who would have thought that disaster would fall from the sky.

I was startled awake by my wife's voice in a daze, and before I could react, I was beaten randomly.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Qin Yali, why are you so crazy?"

He was stunned for several seconds before he came to his senses, grabbed the pillow from his wife's hand, threw it to the ground, and shouted loudly.

"Yes, I'm crazy, why don't you tell me about the good things you did!" Qin Yali cried and shouted, clenching her fists and knocking on her husband.

"Stop, Qin Yali, calm down. Even if you want me to die, you should let me know how to die." At this time, Zhao Hongming also calmed down from his dazed state. He got off the bed and held his wife in his arms.

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"Don't understand? Let me ask you, what did you do at noon yesterday?" After hearing her husband's words, Qin Yali finally stopped struggling and crying, and asked with choked sobs.

"I'm going to work overtime!" After his wife asked this question, Zhao Hongming had a vague suspicion in his heart.

Yesterday, he only mentioned to Qin Yali that he would work overtime, but he did not mention anything about becoming Miss Liu's tour guide.

I'm afraid, the problem lies in this.

"Working overtime, hum, see for yourself, working overtime and taking a girl with you makes you look like a man in love with your concubine."

Qin Yali stopped talking, took out her mobile phone from her bag, opened WeChat, and threw it directly into Zhao Hongming's face.

Zhao Hongming took his cell phone and took a look, oh, these were the two photos of him and Miss Liu in front of Longjun Palace and while eating.

"Lily, why do I feel like this person looks like your old Zhao?"

"There's no point in sending you the photo. I just think this guy looks a bit like your old Zhao."

The person who sent the photo, Qin Yali, noted a sister Li. She didn’t know who her friend was, and how she knew that Zhao Hongming was Qin Yali’s husband.

Zhao Hongming carefully looked at the two photos sent by Sister Li.

Not to mention, Sister Li’s photography skills are really good.

Whether it was in front of the Longjun Palace or inside the restaurant, when the two photos were taken, Zhao Hongming happened to be right next to Miss Liu.

"Here, five hundred yuan."

"What...what five hundred yuan? Zhao Hongming, are you...could it be..."

Zhao Hongming took out five hundred yuan from his wallet and slapped it on the bed.

Qin Yali was stunned for a moment, and then she seemed to have thought of something. Her face instantly turned red, her lips trembled, and she was about to say something.

"No, Qin Yali, you are also a teacher after all. Can your thoughts be more pure?"

Seeing his wife's expression change, Zhao Hongming also burst into laughter instantly, "This is Miss Liu, a guest staying in the hotel. Yesterday she paid three hundred yuan and asked me to be her tour guide and take her to visit Longquan Lake.

....."

Zhao Hongming told his wife the whole story one by one from when he received the call from Director Wen yesterday.

"This five hundred yuan is the extra money I earned yesterday." Zhao Hongming picked up the five hundred yuan from the bed and put it in his wife's hand. "Here, don't say I won't give you a gift. This little money is enough for you to buy it."

Just wear some lipstick."

Life at home is a bit tight. As Qin Yali said before, her consumer prices have plummeted since she bought a house. She used to buy thousands of clothes, but now she only dares to buy relatively low-priced ones.
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If it’s over 500 yuan, you have to think about it for a long time before making a move.

For facial masks and the like, I even used my medical insurance to buy some medical dressings at pharmacies. It is said that the effect is pretty good.

"Really? You didn't lie to me?" Qin Yali's face turned redder as she held a few bills in her hand.

Just now she almost thought her husband was...

"I can ask Director Wen to testify for me that he gave me this job." Faced with his wife's last doubt, Zhao Hongming, who was confident, took out his mobile phone and pretended to call Wenshan.

"Don't, don't fight. I believe you. I'm sorry, husband, I wrongly blamed you."

Qin Yali apologized with a shameful face.

The tears came out again.

For these five hundred yuan, Zhao Hongming has been running around and working hard from yesterday to now. He finally got some time to sleep, and was scolded by himself indiscriminately.

Looking at her husband who still had a tired look on his face, Qin Yali blamed herself even more.

"Hey, why are you crying again? Hurry up, wipe your tears and go help me cook. Just think of it as an apology. I'm starving to death."

Seeing his wife crying again, Zhao Hongming took a tissue and gently wiped away his wife's tears.

Is this woman really made of water?

How can you shed so many tears?

"Well, you go on sleeping and I'll cook for you."

"Bah."

Qin Yali nodded vigorously, kissed her husband hard on the face, and quickly ran into the kitchen.

"Alas."

Zhao Hongming is still sleepy at this moment. After all this trouble, it is almost half past seven, and in more than an hour, he will be able to pick up Zhao Huan from school.

With a sigh, Zhao Hongming began to tidy up the messy bed.

After dinner, the couple had a conversation, and when the time came, they took Zhao Huan home, helped with homework, and went to bed.
Chapter completed!