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Chapter 2: Stress

Money is always the most important topic in the adult world.

When Zhang Haidong, who had just been reborn, heard this question, he felt as if his chest was instantly pressed by a huge boulder, making him breathless.

A few dozen minutes ago, he was a carefree child in high school, but soon he was about to face heavy family pressure, which made him a little at a loss.

After a pause, he rubbed his hands and asked, "How much is it?"

"About ten thousand a semester. There are also miscellaneous other expenses." The beautiful woman replied, but there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

In the past, Zhang Haidong was never willing to ask these questions. Not only did he not go to work, but he also had a violent temper. He also loved drinking and fighting. In addition to constantly disappointing himself, he had never been so caring as today, as if he was a different person.

Just like people.

It's kind of...a feeling like when you first fell in love.

It is as warm as the sun, refreshing the heart and spleen.

"Ahem." Zhang Haidong coughed twice, and then said: "Okay, you don't have to worry, I will think of a way to get it together, and I must let the children go to school first. Then I will find a job tomorrow."

When saying this, Zhang Haidong lowered his head.

If there is pressure, then face it. He has been like this since he was a child. I don't know what he has experienced in the past ten years or so, but he has turned into a different person.

He didn't know that when he finished saying this, the beautiful woman's eyes were full of shock!

Zhang Haidong was not like this in the past. What happened today?

He actually had to take the initiative to find a job! To support his daughter’s education!

Even though he knew he couldn't raise the ten thousand, he still felt very comfortable and gratified!

After all, he has changed.

He felt cheerful for a moment and his face became much gentler. He put his daughter down and said, "I'm going to cook."

"Let me do it, you are tired from work, take a rest first." Zhang Haidong stood up on his own initiative.

"You...can cook?" The beautiful woman was even more shocked.

Zhang Haidong nodded: "Be more familiar with it. You are tired after working for a day, so take a rest first."

"The vegetables and rice are in my bag." The beauty ordered, the confusion in her eyes became more serious, and there was also a trace of expectation.

Not long after, the aroma of the food came out, and Zhang Haidong walked out of the kitchen. The fragrant rice was just right. There was also braised tofu and ground three delicacies. Although they were both vegetarian dishes, they were bright in color and emitted with the aroma.

The glutton in the stomach.

At this level, it is obvious that one cannot be more proficient.

The beautiful woman began to wonder if Zhang Haidong secretly learned to cook behind her back when she was not at home.

Suddenly my appetite was whetted and I started eating with rice in my hand.

After her daughter Qianqian took a bite of Zhang Haidong's dish, her little eyes narrowed into a crescent moon: "Dad's cooking is so delicious."

"If it's delicious, please eat more, be good." Zhang Haidong patted her head lovingly.

"You want to eat too, Haidong." The beautiful woman had a huge appetite and greeted her quickly.

"I'm not hungry. I just ate. You can eat."

While the family was enjoying their meal happily, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Zhang Haidong quickly stood up and opened the door. Standing at the door was a woman in her thirties who looked somewhat charming.

"Hello, who are you?" Zhang Haidong asked politely.

"Zhang Haidong, Oscar owes you a Golden Screenplay Award. After drinking, do you pretend you don't know me? Stop talking nonsense, your rent has been owed for two months. I'll give you five days. If you can't pay it back,

When you get the money, pack up and get out!" The woman said sharply and aggressively: "You lie at home doing nothing every day, and your wife and children will suffer from you!"

It turned out to be the housekeeper.

Zhang Haidong smiled miserably.

"Sister Yin, I'm really sorry. I will pay your rent first after I receive my salary this month. Please give me a few more days of grace." The beautiful lady said in a low voice.

"Du Jing, I'm not talking about you. I feel bad when I see you. What a beautiful girl, how hard you work. Marrying such a useless person, who only drinks alcohol and beats her daughter every day, is like the reincarnation of a vampire. If I survive

If he does this, I would have died a long time ago. You should also think more about yourself. If you have to let go of the mud that cannot be held up, there are many good men out there." Although Sister Yin has a mean mouth, she still treats Du Jing.

Still very good.

Then, he scolded him again and then turned around and left.

"Sister Yin is a sharp-tongued person, but don't take it to heart," Du Jing comforted her.

"It's okay, I will work hard to make money." Zhang Haidong sighed.

At least now I know that my wife’s name is Du Jing.

After the two of them finished eating, Zhang Haidong took the initiative to wash away the dishes. Before it was completely dark, he said hello to Du Jing, went out to take out the trash, took a walk, and then opened the door and walked out of the small room.

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In the dark and humid corridor, shoe racks, stoves and some daily necessities were cluttered, making the already narrow corridor even more difficult to walk.

The air is also mixed with an unpleasant smell of foot odor and oil smoke, which makes people very uncomfortable. The dilapidated corridor walls are covered with various small advertisements, unblocking sewers... unlocking... Miss Bao...

Zhang Haidong had experienced such a harsh environment, so he pinched his nose and quickened his pace.

Walking down the old-fashioned iron stairs, throwing the garbage into the trash can, I finally saw the scene outside.

The place I live in should be an ancient urban village. A large area of ​​self-built buildings by villagers is very dilapidated, but has not been planned and demolished.

The people who live here are all migrant workers. Battery cars are parked in disorder on the ground. Garbage is randomly thrown in the corner of the compound, as well as bottles of urine, sanitary napkins and condoms.

He ran to the railing by the river, looked at the sunset in the distance, and finally breathed a sigh of relief as if he had thrown away a burden.

But soon, looking at the brightly lit high-rise buildings in the distant city center, his brows furrowed again.

This is not the home he wants.

He had conceived his future very early, living in a large flat in the urban area, having a stable white-collar job, and a beautiful, gentle and virtuous wife who would take care of his children.

The family is happy, quiet and peaceful.

It's not like this now...

When I go out at night, I even worry about stepping on someone's poop...

Zhang Haidong clenched his fists and gritted his teeth secretly: "I will definitely be a master!"

But the most important thing right now is my daughter’s tuition. We need to get the money together first.

He had already brought his mobile phone with him before he came out, just to see who he could borrow some money from to tide over the current difficulty.

When I pulled out my address book, the first thing I saw was my father's phone number.

His father and mother doted on him very much and responded to his requests. Zhang Haidong didn't know why he didn't live at home. Maybe he wanted to give Du Jing an independent home?

He dialed his father's phone number.

The phone rang once and was answered.

"Dad, I am Dongdong."


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