Li Huan laughed: "Feng Feng, then do you know what you are doing?"
"What behavior?"
"Qi Fu.【26nbsp;】This is a common problem for many people in your era."
Feng Feng was angrily: "If the wealth of the rich comes right, who would hate the rich? Collusion between officials and businessmen, speculation, huge gap between the rich and the poor, and housing prices were high. How many rich people have made their fortunes innocently? Once, they are justified?
When I was rich, I thought I was a top-notch person, with that hateful face. Humph, in China, a few rich people have no original sin? We can't hate the rich anymore? Alas, class status determines your reactionary nature, and you can't hope for us
These proletariats are all obedient people who suffer from poverty and do not resist..."
He suddenly remembered the top luxury house of the Ye family that he had seen, and sighed secretly that Feng Feng and Ye Jia had been dating for a year, but they had never been there once. It seemed that the threshold for the wealthy family was really higher than the sky.
He just smiled and said, "Look, I'm still exaggerating. Hey, I don't have any original sin. It's all about me who work hard to get rich..."
Feng Feng also laughed. This guy is full of modern words and is still hardworking to get rich! Yes, the old lady selling vegetables is trading stocks, so she can't just say that Li Huan is "unrighteous fortune."
She glared and said, "Li Huan, then do you know what you are doing?"
"What behavior?"
"Fake foreign devils! Those people went abroad for a year or two and came back to speak pidgin English. You have been bringing modern things from ancient times to modern times, just like going abroad to gilt, learning some fashionable words every day."
Li Huan is really amused and crying. Is it because he still has to do it all day now? That way, who is willing to pay attention to you?
The two of them walked in and then went in. They were in the living room. The furniture in the room looked antique, and Feng Feng couldn't recognize the texture. He just felt that as soon as he sat down, he was always a little weird.
Feel.
The lights in the room were very bright. Feng Feng looked around and found that the thick velvet curtains from last time had been removed and replaced with the kind of screens she was very accustomed to.
Li Huan poured her a cup of hot tea, and when she saw her looking around, she smiled and said, "Coward, are you scared again?"
She took the tea and took a sip, nodded honestly: "Li Huan, have you been living here alone, have you never been afraid?"
"I can't see anything to be afraid of."
"Don't you think the house is too yin and not suitable for living? Only he took a look at it at first sight. At that time, in order to get rid of it, the seller's price was not too high.
"Feng Feng, I'll take you to have a good look at your house."
"Stop coming, I dare not want such a house with such a stern and singularity."
Li Huan looked at her strangely: "Why don't I feel any yin energy?"
She thought, because you were a thousand-year-old zombie, how could your kind be afraid of your kind? This thought passed in your heart and couldn't help but tremble. She immediately stood up with him and walked outside, and saw the stars in the sky. Look at the courtyard again.
Around the surroundings, the clumps of banana trees looked even more deserted, and Huang Qiuqiu was a little dead.
"Li Huan, I think it's a bit weird. The big moon on the night of the first day of the New Year..."
"Disillusion? Where is the moon? Is it good to have only a few stars?"
"I thought there was no moon on the first night of the New Year, and there shouldn't be stars."
Li Huan realized that she was scared again, so she was joking, as if she was giving herself courage. He smiled and pulled her hand: "I don't understand what you are afraid of?"