As soon as the two left the hotel, they started looking for rent on the streets and alleys. [26nbsp;]
Feng Feng took out his wallet and Li Huan carried the travel bag.
The sun was scorching on his head, and his clothes were not changed for a few days. His sweat was wet and dry, and he was wet and wet. However, that damn stingy woman couldn't bear to buy him another roadside cultural shirt that cost five yuan per piece
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He wanted to snatch her wallet--those days, he had already understood the use and usage of those red and green banknotes--there was nothing strange about the silver variants.
However, the woman kept her wallet firmly in her eyes and he had no chance to steal it.
He carried his bag like a fool. She never tires about "compare the shops" and deals with each other in remote places, building old buildings, and inquiries.
He was so hungry that he only bought a few laid-off steamed buns, flower rolls, and a bottle of mineral water on the side of the road, so that he could deal with it. He hated her so much that she could drink cold water and eat cold steamed buns, so he had no choice but to surrender.
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Finally, it was almost evening and I finally found a small one-bedroom apartment, worth 600 yuan per month.
After paying the rent and deposit in the first quarter, she watched her wallet getting dryer, and she didn't get much money on the card, and her mouth became sagging.
He just wanted her to not have a sluggish mouth, so how could she dare to make any extravagant requests? She had to accompany her to the depressed, and went to the supermarket to buy a lot of cheap dry food, rice, and noodles, and then all of them acted as a laborer by herself.
Carry it and see her walking beside her with her wallet.
A single bed, a narrow and shabby sofa bench, a few old furniture: bookcases, fans, shorter ones, a small TV, and fortunately there is a telephone cable and a broadband cable, which can be used as long as you recharge.
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The room was covered with dust and the debris thrown by the former tenant were still scattered on the ground.
Feng Feng took a broom, mop, and rag to start cleaning. As soon as she wiped the worn sofa chair, Li Huan immediately sat down. She glared: "Get up and sweep the floor for me."
Li Huan said proudly: "You dare to ask me to sweep the floor?"
"How can I do it alone by myself?"
"This is the work I do!"
I am your slave?
Feng Feng wanted to slap him in the face, but when he saw Li Huan's eyes were fierce, he knew that this man had no habit of "not hitting women". He had also been beaten by him twice or three times. Look at his tall and majestic appearance.