It rained today and the work at the construction site couldn't be done. Zhang Hengu remembered that he hadn't called home for a while, so he ran to the phone booth outside to call Zhang Momo.
Zhang Hengu called several times, and he didn't know why no one answered the phone at home. When he was about to leave, he was afraid that Zhang Momo would be alone at home and he wouldn't know something happened, so he installed a special phone. With his living standard,
Installing a phone itself is a luxury purchase, especially the high monthly rent is unacceptable. Even so, in order to facilitate contact with Zhang Momo, he still reluctantly paid for the installation of a phone. Sometimes, he can listen to
Listening to Zhang Momo's breathing, Zhang Hengu would be very happy outside.
Before going out, Zhang Damin, a second-rate boy who grew up with him, asked him strangely, "If you don't install a phone at home, it should be useful, but Zhang Momo can't even say a word, why are you calling me?"
"What do you know?" Zhang Hengu looked at him with the whitest eyes, saying to himself that I would be happy if Zhang Momo farts. What do you, a bigot like you, know?
In the past, he would call home every once in a while. Whenever he heard Zhang Momo's breathing, he would be excited for several days. Although Zhang Momo couldn't speak, he could pick up the phone and tap it with his fingers.
, so that Zhang Hengu could know that Zhang Mogu was doing well. He asked questions on the phone, fearing that Zhang Mogu would not be able to eat or sleep well at home, and that some random people would come to make trouble at his home... But now, he discovered that
No matter how many calls I made, no one answered.
Zhang Hengu was a little panicked.
If no one answered, could it be that Zhang Momo went out to the supermarket to buy something? Could it be that she went to the toilet? Could it be that she fell asleep and didn't hear it? Anyway, Zhang Hengu thought a lot about Zhang Momo, but couldn't he hear it?
After receiving the call, he continued to call, hoping that Zhang Momo would suddenly answer the call and hear his familiar breathing sound. Unfortunately, the call remained unanswered. The call was replayed continuously, and the owner of the phone booth was dialed.
They are all a little impatient. If the fight continues like this, will he ask Zhang Hengu for money or not? If he wants money, he will not get through. If he doesn’t want money, he can’t make money by occupying this position. He is really occupying a pit and not giving up.
It is estimated that the phone at Zhang Hen's home rang so loudly that it shook the four islands of Japan, but still no one picked up the phone. Zhang Hengu was so anxious that even if someone picked it up at this time, he would not speak, take a breath, or cough.
After hearing this, he knew that everything was normal at home.
Beijing is separated from the Dai Gang by thousands of mountains and rivers. Zhang Hengu is not afraid of no matter how hard he endures. The only thing he can't let go of is what else besides Zhang Momo?
"Why don't you go back and have a look." Big-eyed Feng said. Although he said this, it was of no use. Beijing is a hundred and eighty thousand miles away from the Dai Gang. Unless Zhang Hengu is Sun Wukong, he can fly to the Dai Gang with just one muscle.
, otherwise the round trip fare is not a small amount, how can we just go back? There is a popular song about not being able to go back to your home. I guess it was specially prepared for Zhang Hengu, right?
"Forget it, maybe the phone line is broken." Zhang Hengu made excuses for himself.
Tongtong said: "Why are you thinking so much? Sometimes the more anxious you are, the easier it will be. If you don't believe it, if you go home and look now, your wife is chatting with someone. Besides, what's the point of talking on the phone?
, I can’t ask you if you’ve eaten or drank?”
"Hehe." Zhang Hengu just said hey and did not answer. It would be fine if his wife could just say "yes", let alone chat with others. What he was most worried about was that Zhang Mogu had memory problems and sometimes forgot about home when he went out.
I can’t remember what happened yesterday, and sometimes even the name Zhang Momo can’t be associated with herself. Zhang Hengu’s only consolation is that every morning, Zhang Momo can remember Zhang Hengu.
This is already the happiest thing for Zhang Hengu.
There was no work to do, and several strong young men were idle. I don't know who took the lead in discussing how to find some young ladies to joke about Qianlong. Zhang Hengu only had his wife in his heart now, and he wanted to fly home immediately to see who his wife was.
What's going on? Especially when the old man who told fortunes said that he was in danger of a bloody disaster, and he had indeed been in considerable danger several times, so he also made plans to go home.
Before going home, I was thinking about buying some Beijing specialties for Zhang Momo, so I decided to go to a nearby shopping mall to see what I could buy? There is a saying from Feng, a cultural tycoon, that chicken feathers are sent thousands of miles away, and gifts are given.
It's light affection but heavy affection. Zhang Hengu didn't know at all that the original meaning of this sentence was goose feather. Of course, he didn't understand what Big Eye Feng meant by sending chicken feathers in this sentence. Otherwise, he would have been in a hurry with Big Eye Feng. He just
He thought that he would definitely not bring a piece of chicken feather back to his wife. If he wanted to bring something with commemorative significance, he had no plans of what to buy yet, so he had to choose while looking at it. In fact, his biggest wish was to buy something.
Beijing found a doctor with superb medical skills to completely cure Zhang Momo's illness. I hope the sky has eyes. Even if he can talk to him for a long time and then die, he will be satisfied.
Tongtong seemed to know that Zhang Hengu was leaving. Instead of following those bad guys to pick up girls, Tongtong took the initiative to accompany Zhang Hengu to the mall.
"Where are we going? Xidan or Yansha?" Tongtong asked.
"Are you making fun of me?" Zhang Hengu said, "Can we afford the things in that place? It's better to find a more affordable place."
After getting in the car, the two of them wandered around like headless flies. Finally, they saw a shopping mall near the planetarium. It wasn't too big, but it was quite lively with people coming and going. So they got off the car and walked in.
As soon as they reached the door of the hall, two security-looking men reached out to stop them.
"Sorry, sir, visitors are not allowed here."
"Fuck, we're here to spend money. What kind of visit? Do you have any eyesight?" Tongtong asked loudly.
"Sorry, this is a regular shopping mall, please go back."
"Hey, can't we spend the money we have?" Zhang Hengu asked.
Zhang Hengu's ideological realm at this time was still at the level of being rich. Neither he nor Tongtong knew that although money is omnipotent, no one will know that you are rich or wealthy unless you stick it on your face.
How much is it? Especially for people like them who put the label of migrant workers on their faces, who knows how much they can spend here with the little money they have?
"I'm sorry." The security guard was still polite, "We don't welcome disheveled people here."
"What? Are our clothes not neat? Are these our clothes?" Tongtong was a little annoyed. He hated people who looked down on migrant workers. What's so arrogant about these two security guards? Maybe they are from some peasant in the corner.
, you think you are a city dweller when you put on dog skin? Why don’t you go home and bark at your parents like a dog?
Zhang Hengu lowered his head and looked, why were he and Tongtong so disheveled? Tops, pants, shoes... just no socks. In what month, do you have to wear socks to be neat? Besides, you are selling clothes.
, I came here to buy the clothes because they were not good. We are serious buyers, and we are much better than those who just watch and buy.
No matter what they said, two security guards stood in front of them, apologizing and refusing to let them in. Pedestrians coming and going looked like they were watching monkey tricks, smiling as they watched the two security guards dealing with them, and some picked up their cameras and directly
Those who took the photos probably posted them on Weibo immediately to gain popularity.
"Forget it, forget it." Zhang Hengu didn't bring much money to begin with, so there was no point in fussing around here anymore, so he picked up Tongtong and left the mall.
"You fucking think you're Xidan, what's wrong with you?" Tongtong cursed at them a few times before following Zhang Hengu back.
"Let's go to the zoo. None of the cheap clothes in the nearby wholesale market have been cured." Tongtong saw Zhang Hengu's disappointed face as long as Xiangshan, so he started teasing him. He paid for the fare anyway, so it was settled at noon.
He could also ask Zhang Hengu to treat him to some snacks and a bottle of wine.
"Then go." Zhang hated that the ancients were poor and had short ambitions, so he only listened to advice.
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