After being busy for more than half a month, it was rare for him to have some free time. After get off work, Zhou Jing returned home and his family sat around the dining table, talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
During the dinner, Yuan Xiuhua suddenly changed the topic and whispered: "By the way, you probably don't know that the young couple upstairs got divorced."
Zhou Xueming was taken aback and said in surprise: "Divorce? When did it happen?"
Yuan Xiuhua took a bite of food and whispered: "The formalities were completed last week, and Jiani has moved back to her parents' home."
Zhou Xueming frowned and said in confusion: "The young couple have always had a good relationship, how come they divorced so quickly?"
Yuan Xiuhua smiled and said softly: "To be honest, with Jiani's appearance and character, it would be a pity to follow Fan Weifeng. It would be better to leave her earlier."
Zhou Xueming nodded, waving his chopsticks and said, "Weifeng is not very lively. He just idles around all day and never does anything right!"
Yuan Xiuhua snorted and said in agreement: "No, it's just a few days after the divorce, and he is already planning to sell the house. It won't take long before he will lose everything!"
Zhou Xueming put down his chopsticks and said gloomily: "I have seen this child since I was a child. A few years ago, I thought he could become a talent, but I didn't expect that he would become like this."
Yuan Xiuhua sighed and said bitterly: "No matter what kind of person, as long as he gets involved in gambling, he will definitely have no good results. If he doesn't get rid of this bad habit, don't let him work in the agricultural machinery factory to avoid getting into trouble in the future."
Zhou Xueming waved his hand and said softly: "No, when this child is in trouble, we have to find a way to help, and we can't add insult to injury. That's not good."
Yuan Xiuhua smiled and said in a low voice: "Okay, Director Zhou, you are a good person and you will do your best to the end. Let's have a good chat with him some other time and don't sell the house. Otherwise, you won't even have a place to stay in the future, so how can you live?"
ah?"
Zhou Xueming nodded and said softly: "It's time to talk to him. I don't know what Fan Weifeng thinks. It's really outrageous that he can live such a good life like this."
Zhou Jing listened silently, without saying a word. He quickly put down the bowls and chopsticks, returned to the bedroom, picked up the two clay figurines on the bedside table, and started playing with them, feeling very complicated.
On Saturday morning, Zhou Jing rode his bicycle back to the rental house. As usual, he took a broom and started cleaning the courtyard. In the past, he and Li Jiani had made appointments to do cleaning together. This time he came alone and felt particularly special.
Deserted.
About ten minutes later, Zhou Jing raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and inadvertently found Li Jiani leaning against the door, looking at him silently.
She was wearing a pink blouse and a dark green long skirt, with a tight waist and a pair of snow-white arms exposed. She was as elegant as a lotus flower emerging from the water, but there was still an unconcealable melancholy on her beautiful face.
The two just stood there, looking at each other quietly, without saying anything. After a long time, Li Jiani sighed, walked slowly, passed him, walked to the window sill, stretched out his hand to take a clean
Rag, walked into the house gracefully.
Zhou Jing smiled, bent down again, waved the broom, and started sweeping hard. After a while, the yard was swept clean.
He put the broom on the wall, picked up the red plastic basin, filled a basin of water, and came to the house. He saw Li Jiani standing on the windowsill, wiping the windows. Zhou Jing put the basin on the window sill and whispered
: "Sister Jiani, how are you lately?"
Li Jiani paused, breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly: "It's not bad. At least, I feel more at ease when I sleep at night. I don't have to worry about strangers breaking in."
Zhou Jing touched his nose and said with a wry smile: "Sister Jiani, are you still blaming me?"
"No." Li Jiani smiled faintly, bent down, washed the rag, and whispered: "I have read all the information, Xiao Jing, please worry about it."
Zhou Jing felt relieved and said with a smile: "It's nothing. I hope I can help you."
Li Jiani rolled her eyes at him and said: "If you want to help me, it's too easy. Don't just stand there. The windows to the west are all yours."
"Okay." Zhou Jing was in a good mood, picked up a few old newspapers, and walked over with a smile.
Half an hour later, with the two people's busy work, the inside and outside of the ancestral house were tidy and brand new.
The two of them washed their hands and came to an old locust tree in the yard. They stopped at the same time. Li Jiani turned around and said softly: "Xiao Jing, how are you doing at China Merchants Bureau? Is it going well for you?"
Zhou Dingding nodded and said with a smile: "It's not bad, the leader treats me well."
Li Jiani smiled sweetly, stretched out her arms, and said coquettishly: "That's good. When you get to work, it's not like school. You have to be careful and careful in doing things. You must not offend the leader, otherwise, you will never get ahead."
Zhou Jing nodded with a smile, leaned under the tree, and said softly: "Sister Jiani, when are you going to Lingnan? How about I ask for leave in a few days and go with you."
Li Jiani waved her hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, now is the peak season, the clothing store's business has improved, and it can last for a while. What's more, if you ask for leave as soon as you arrive at the new unit, it will easily leave a bad impression on the boss.
"
Zhou Jing smiled and said softly: "When I arrived at the work unit, I suddenly found that many people were just coping with the work and living their lives indifferently."
Li Jiani raised her white chin, looked into the distance, and said thoughtfully: "Maybe it's because there is no motivation. The leaders of the unit may still want to achieve some results, but those below will not benefit and see no hope. Naturally
There’s no motivation left.”
Zhou Dingding nodded and said with a smile: "There is indeed this factor."
Li Jiani hesitated to speak. After a long while, she hesitated and said: "Xiao Jing, have you seen him these days?"
"Who?" Zhou Jing was stunned for a moment, then woke up, shook his head and said, "I haven't seen Brother Fan for a few days, are you still thinking about him?"
Li Jiani shook her head slightly and said sadly: "No, I'm just a little worried. He doesn't know how to take care of me, and I don't know how embarrassed he is now."
Zhou Jing sighed and said softly: "There's nothing we can do about it. If he doesn't work hard, even the gods can't save him."
Li Jiani fell silent, thought for a long time, and then said quietly: "As long as you don't gamble, there is still hope. Xiaojing, have you mentioned to your uncle that he went to work in the agricultural machinery factory?"
Zhou Jing frowned and said softly: "I told you a long time ago. If you are worried, I will urge you again in a few days. However, I heard last night that he was planning to sell the house. This is not a good sign."
Li Jiani was stunned and lost her voice: "Really?"
Zhou Dingding nodded and said with some worry: "I'm just afraid that he will take the money and go to the casino again."
Li Jiani looked sad, hesitated for a long time, then lowered her head and said gloomily: "Forget it, never mind, just let him do whatever he wants."
Zhou Jing smiled and said softly: "You are just tough-talking. Let's do this. I'll go over and take a look at him in the evening and try to persuade him. Then you should feel relieved, right?"
Li Jiani bit her lip and whispered: "Xiao Jing, I want to go back and have a look. After all, I have lived in it for many years and have feelings for that house."
Zhou Jing understood what she was thinking, but he didn't point it out. Instead, he walked to the wall, pushed the bicycle, and said softly: "Okay, Sister Jiani, let's go there right now."
Li Jiani sat in the back seat, stretched out her arms, naturally hugged Zhou Jing's waist, and said softly: "Xiao Jing, sister Jiani was in a bad mood that day and said some excessive words. Don't be angry."
"How could it be?" Zhou Jing smiled slightly, rode his bicycle slowly, and whispered: "I did something wrong in that matter."
Li Jiani frowned, put her cheek against Zhou Jing's back, and murmured: "Xiao Jing, I don't want to lose your brother. Let's be siblings for life, okay?"
Zhou Jing was a little disappointed, but still nodded and said with a smile: "No problem, our friendship will definitely stand the test of time."
Li Jiani smiled sweetly and said softly: "Xiao Jing, if you can say that, my sister is really happy from the bottom of her heart."
Ten minutes later, when he arrived at the community, Zhou Jing parked the car and accompanied Li Jiani to the third floor. He knocked on the door a few times and waited for a while. When there was no response, he turned around and said, "I should."
Not at home."
Li Jiani took out the key, opened the door, and quietly walked in. She saw that the house was in a mess. On the dining table in the living room, there were bowls of instant noodles and cigarette butts scattered everywhere. Her eyes turned red and she almost cried.
Zhou Jing entered the room, looked around, shook his head slightly, and packed up with Li Jiani.
The two of them cleaned the room, and Li Jiani did the laundry. After sitting in the room for a while, she took out a stack of money and put it on the bedside. She came to the door, turned around and looked at it, and said with tears: "Little
Jing, let’s go, this is my last time coming back.”
Zhou Jing walked over, hugged her gently, patted her back, and whispered: "Sister Jiani, if you want to cry, just cry. That might make you feel better."
"Xiao Jing!" Li Jiani bit her lips and remained silent. Her tears fell like broken pearls. After a long time, she picked up a tissue, wiped her cheeks, and said softly: "Okay, I feel much better.
Already."
Zhou Jing let go of his hand and accompanied her downstairs until he walked to the door of the community. When he saw that she had adjusted her mood, he left.
At around nine o'clock in the evening, Zhou Jing came to the third floor again and knocked on the door. After a while, Fan Weifeng opened the door and said with a drunken mouth: "Xiao Jing, come in."
Zhou Jing walked into the room and said softly: "Brother Fan, Sister Jiani and I were here this afternoon."
Fan Weifeng nodded and said calmly: "I know, besides her, who else cares about me like this?"
Zhou Jing pulled up a chair and sat down, frowning and said: "Brother Fan, I heard you want to sell your house?"
Fan Weifeng smiled, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a few puffs, nodded and said: "That's right, but don't worry, I won't gamble anymore this time."
Zhou Jing was a little disbelieving and asked tentatively: "Do you want to do business?"
Fan Weifeng shook his head and said sadly: "No, I want to change the environment and live a new life."
Zhou Jing frowned slightly and advised softly: "Brother Fan, if you are not in a hurry for money, don't sell your house. As long as you can quit gambling and live a while, I will arrange for you to work in an agricultural machinery factory."
Fan Weifeng blew out a smoke ring, looked at the roof absently, shook his head and said: "No, Xiaojing, thank you, but it's not necessary now. I want to leave Qingyang and walk around the country to relax. Maybe,
It will take many years to come back.”
Seeing his resolute attitude, Zhou Jing stopped admonishing him. After chatting for a while, he stood up and left.
Fan Weifeng walked to the door and suddenly took Zhou Jing's hand and whispered: "Xiao Jing, I have something to ask of you."
Zhou Jing stopped and said in surprise: "Brother Fan, what's going on?"
Fan Weifeng turned his head away and said softly: "Go and visit more often in the future. Take care of Jiani and don't let her be bullied."
Zhou Dingding nodded and whispered: "Don't worry, I can do it."
"Thank you." Fan Weifeng closed the door and finally couldn't control his emotions. He squatted down, held his face in his hands, and started to cry like a child.
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