Li Wenjun kissed the sleepy Diandian in his arms, reached out and touched Gu Zhanyan's shiny black ponytail: "I have you, and I still have Diandian."
As long as the people he loves are still around, nothing else matters.
Gu Zhanyan didn't quite believe what he said because it was too corny, too unreal, and unconvincing.
She turned back and looked at the road ahead.
Li Wenjun said slowly: "You will find in the future that those setbacks that you can't defeat will eventually become your wealth. They just forced me to change the track. As long as I have the ability and perseverance, I can still finish first."
Only then did Gu Zhanyan smile and glance at him: "Before, I would not have believed that you could say this. But now I believe it."
She wanted to say that she liked what he said very much, it was easy to understand but very philosophical. When she heard it, it was like a person who fell into the abyss and saw the sun, but she swallowed the words when they reached her lips.
While Gu Zhanyan was taking a bath, Li Wenjun quickly took the medicated oil and applied it on himself again.
I fell asleep early and my belly was bulging.
In just a few days, her little face has become rounded. Her flesh is white, tender and tender, and it looks easy to pinch.
Li Wenjun couldn't help but stretched out his hand towards her face, but was slapped back by the hand stretched out from the side.
"Ouch." Li Wenjun exclaimed exaggeratedly.
"Don't pinch a child's face, otherwise he will always drool." Gu Zhanyan said angrily.
"You also believe my mother's superstitious words." Li Wenjun was a little dismissive.
Gu Zhanyan said seriously: "It's not superstition, there are salivary glands there. Besides, if you pinch her awake, she will cry later."
She had her long wet hair hanging loose and was wearing a thin silk pajamas. She looked so attractive.
Li Wenjun closed his eyes and took a deep breath, suppressed the animality surging in his body, and quickly lay down on the small bed.
Gu Zhanyan caught a glimpse of Li Wenjun's strange behavior, his face had already turned red, and he quickly lay down with his back to him.
"Don't work so hard in the next game." Li Wenjun said in a low voice.
Gu Zhanyan replied: "You too."
Then the two of them couldn't help but laugh together.
They have been married for two years, and they have just discovered that they have such a big thing in common with each other. Is it luck or helplessness?
After a moment of silence, Li Wenjun suddenly started laughing again: "Eh, uh, uh. It was so funny how you guys played today."
The scene of a bunch of women screaming and tearing their hair and rolling around on the ground fighting for the ball is really getting funnier the more I think about it.
Gu Zhanyan couldn't help but laugh: "I've never seen anything like this. It's really chaotic, like a shrew fighting in a group."
Li Wenjun suddenly thought of a question and said, "I suggest you cut your hair."
Gu Zhanyan asked: "Why?"
Li Wenjun said: "I haven't encountered anyone strong in this game. The next game is the semi-finals, and someone will definitely pull your hair then."
Gu Zhanyan was silent for a while before saying: "You can cut it as short as you want, but it can't be as short as yours. Only hair as short as yours can't be pulled."
Li Wenjun thought for a while and replied: "Yes."
Although he didn't care, in this era, it was a bit too avant-garde for a woman to suddenly get a haircut without any illness or disaster, and most people couldn't accept it. Not to mention that Gu Zhanyan was still a teacher and had to take into account the image of being a role model.
"I'm going to let you practice something else tomorrow."
"Let's talk tomorrow." Gu Zhanyan was so tired that he said drowsily, "Go to sleep. Why are we talking so much now?"
"Yes, why are there so many?" Li Wenjun said this, but his heart felt sweet.
It turns out that this is what it feels like for a couple to whisper in bed at night.
It turns out that it’s not that the two of them have nothing to talk about, it’s not that they don’t share the same language and hobbies, it’s just that they don’t understand each other and their feelings are not there yet.
Wang Xiaoshan was exhausted in the afternoon and had no interest in watching the women's basketball game in the evening. He lay on the lounge chair in front of the house and smoked to cool off.
As a result, the people watching the game came back talking and laughing, and they were so excited.
Wang Xiaoshan pricked up his ears when he vaguely heard words like "Wang Xiaolan can't afford to lose", "Young Master Jun is so awesome" and "one sentence made me cry".
Then Wang Xiaolan came back with red and swollen eyes, as if she had just cried. Wang Xiaoshan immediately pieced together the whole process in his mind: Wang Xiaolan lost, and was frightened to tears by Li Wenjun's words.
Wang Xiaoshan frowned and asked: "Did that bastard Li Wenjun bully you?!"
The tears that Wang Xiaolan had finally stopped burst out again, and she shook her head vigorously: "No, you don't have to worry about it!"
Wang Xiaolan became more and more certain, gritting her teeth: "This bastard is too arrogant and doesn't take our family seriously at all."
Wang Xiaolan said: "No, he didn't bully me. I'm just sad after losing. You don't have to worry about it." Just kidding, Wang Xiaoshan went to find Li Wenjun to trouble him again. Li Wenjun got angry and told the story. She really couldn't live in the mining area.
Went down.
Wang Xiaoshan didn't want to avenge Wang Xiaolan. He just wanted to find an excuse to cause trouble for Li Wenjun because he was tired in the afternoon. He didn't listen to Wang Xiaolan's suggestion of rolling up his sleeves and wanted to go to Li Wenjun with a stick.
Seeing that she couldn't persuade him, Wang Xiaolan was so angry that she stamped her feet and screamed: "Brother, what are you going to do? I said you don't have to worry about it. Put down the stick."
Wang Xiaoshan: "Get out of the way, don't stop me."
Wang Xiaolan could only shout into the room: "Dad, Dad, brother is crazy again, come out and have a look."
Wang Yongqing heard the commotion outside, and when he came out and saw the situation, he also yelled: "Put down the stick, what are you doing? You are like a local gangster, always robbing people."
When Wang Xiaoshan saw his father coming out, he reluctantly threw the stick.
Wang Yongqing said calmly: "I know you were wronged this afternoon. Do you know what it means to suffer hardship? You have made him uncomfortable many times, so why are you panicking?"
When Wang Xiaoshan saw his father say this, he knew there was something behind him and looked at his father.
Wang Yongqing said: "He will be our cash cow from now on. The relationship should not be too tense. We should give him more sweetness and let him earn money for us. Do you understand?"
Wang Xiaoshan muttered: "I think that bastard boy may not be willing to listen to us."
Wang Yongqing sneered: "His whole family's livelihood is in my hands. How dare he not listen to me?"
Wang Xiaoshan: "Don't you still want to give him the title of deputy director?"
Wang Yongqing: "What kind of deputy director? A technical section chief is great. When the funds for setting up the factory are available, I will have the final say on personnel matters. Besides, his lover Gu Zhanyan has overseas connections, and he and he are not clean. Political censorship."
He can't pass even one. Even if I give him the title of deputy factory director, the higher-ups may not agree."
Wang Xiaoshan became happy: "Dad is still awesome."
Wang Yongqing snorted: "Just wait and see how I can make him obey me."
