Liu Ziguang was in a good mood today. At noon, his mother made braised pork ribs, which whetted his appetite. After eating three large bowls of rice, his mother said earnestly that now that you have a formal job and a girlfriend, it’s time to consider buying a house and getting married.
While Liu Ziguang was picking his teeth, he said he was not in a hurry. His mother persuaded him earnestly: "Xiaoguang, you are already too old. Xiaofang is so well-off, young, beautiful and has a job. If you don't take care, you will fly away. Mom has helped you look at the second-hand houses in Binhe New Village."
The price of a five-year-old 55-story house on the sixth floor is 250,000. Let’s borrow some money to buy it. I think the house price will continue to rise. If I don’t buy it, I won’t be able to afford it for the rest of my life.”
Liu Ziguang said: "Okay, now that I know about this, you can rest assured."
His mother urged him a few more times before clearing away the dishes. Liu Ziguang understood that his parents were getting older and his marriage was what they cared about the most. Only when he got married and had a child could the old couple fulfill their wishes.
Poor parents in the world would rather live in a shanty town than spend their family savings to help their son buy a wedding house. Liu Ziguang will definitely not agree. Even if he buys a new house, he will first consider buying it for his parents. Now he is not short of money. The sand business is in full swing and making money every day.
The funds in the account are already close to 800,000.
But this money cannot be used casually. Liu Ziguang has a keen eye and considers the long term. At present, the real estate market is still very hot, but he doesn't know which day it will collapse. Hesha's business will plummet, so he must seize the opportunity and quickly make money. If this village is over, there will be no such store.
So he plans to buy two more sand dredgers and various related equipment. This is related to the livelihood of dozens of employees. How can he save money to buy a house and get married?
There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. When it is time to buy a house and get married, are you still worried that there is nothing you can do about it? Liu Ziguang made sure that everything was done to his mother, and then he rode his bicycle to work.
After arriving at the company and signing in, Liu Ziguang swaggered out again. In the afternoon, he made an appointment with Fang Fei to hang out and give her the interest on the 500,000 yuan loan.
The two met at the flower bed in the central square. Liu Ziguang asked: "Where are we going to play today?"
Fang Fei blinked and said, "There is a new Starbucks. The coffee there is delicious. How about I take you there?"
Liu Ziguang chuckled and said, "Okay, take me there. Do you want to hold my hand?"
Fang Fei pretended to be angry and said: "If you were a puppy, I would hold you on my leash. I still have some debts to settle with you. I'll wait until we get there."
The two of them went to Starbucks hand in hand. Even though it was three o'clock in the afternoon, the place was still full of people with laptops and coffee cups in their hands, pretending to be cool.
The seat by the window was already full. The two found a remote corner and sat down. Fang Fei ordered a cup of coffee for Liu Ziguang and ordered cappuccino. Then she held the cup and looked at Liu Ziguang with a smile.
Liu Ziguang took out a wad of money and said, "Do you have the loan interest for this month as the account you just mentioned?"
Fang Fei took the money and put it in her bag and said, "That's not true. But the matter has been clarified. I forgive you and everything will be fine."
Liu Ziguang Zhang Er Jingang was confused, but when he saw Fang Fei's sly smile, he laughed and changed the subject: "Fang Fei, let's get married."
"Poof" a sip of coffee came out. The expression on Fang Fei's face was simply indescribable in words: shock, joy, shyness, and panic. She was stunned for twenty seconds before reacting, blushing, and kicked Liu Ziguang fiercely:
"Who wants to marry you, a bad guy?"
Liu Ziguang spread his hands: "When did I become a bad guy?"
"How could you ever propose like this? It's not romantic at all. You don't even have flowers and rings, and you don't even get down on your knees."
Liu Ziguang laughed twice and nodded: "Well, I was too anxious, but I am serious."
Fang Fei said: "You haven't written a love letter to me yet. I can't agree to you so quickly and you haven't met my parents yet."
Liu Ziguang said: "Without further delay, I will find a time to meet my uncle and aunt. Let's set a date for the two families to have a meal together and quickly decide on the marriage. From now on, you will be my wife."
Fang Fei blushed and sighed softly and said: "Who wants to be your wife? My father will not be able to return to China for some time, my mother, she..."
At this point, Fang Fei suddenly became hesitant and said hesitantly: "Actually, I'm hiding something from you."
"Oh? What's the matter?"
"Actually... my parents have been divorced for a long time and my family is incomplete." Fang Fei's face suddenly dimmed and her voice became deeper.
"My parents** marriage failed. They divorced by agreement when I was twelve years old, but they still maintained the illusion of an intact family to the outside world. I have been living with my father and my mother worked in the provincial capital. The family was divided into two when I graduated from junior high school.
I wanted to take the exam to become a nurse in a medical school. My father supported me, but my mother strongly opposed it. From then on, their relationship worsened and they even stopped talking to each other for several years."
Liu Ziguang was a little surprised. He didn't expect Fang Fei's family to be so rare. It's not easy for her to maintain such an optimistic and cheerful personality. Every family has hard lessons to learn. Liu Ziguang didn't pay any attention to this question that popped up.
Take it to your heart.
"It doesn't matter. From now on, I will give you a home of our own." Liu Ziguang reached out and held Fang Fei's white and tender hand.
"Well, we're going to build a little nest of our own. It's just me, the bad guy, and our cat. We'll stay warm together through the winter. How wonderful it would be if you go out to look for food and I cook at home." Fang Fei looked at the sky outside with a longing expression on her face.
"Haha, you think of me as a gray wolf," Liu Ziguang said with a smile.
"Well, you are my Big Big Wolf." The longing on Fang Fei's face turned into sweetness.
"Then where do you want to put our little nest?" Liu Ziguang asked.
"At least you have to have your own private space. I think Binhe New Village is good. It's only ten minutes away from your home and the hospital. It's convenient for taking care of Mom and going to work. We can just rent a one-bedroom and one-living house. The rent there is cheap."
A small loft on the seventh floor only costs 600 yuan a month. I like the loft where you can barbecue upstairs in the summer and count stars with the bad guys..."
Fang Fei was there looking forward to a better life in the future. Liu Ziguang was here secretly lamenting that this girl didn't even want a house or a car, and knowing that her family was not well off, she even offered to rent a house and get married. What more could a husband want from such a good girl who is hard to find in the world!
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The two of them sat at Starbucks until six o'clock in the afternoon, ordered two simple meals, and Fang Fei went to work. Liu Ziguang went back to the company first to check.
As soon as he entered the office, he saw a familiar figure (eb users please sign in 6) sitting in his seat with his legs on the table, looking more arrogant than himself. When Liu Ziguang came in, this person quickly put down the newspaper in his hand and shouted.
: "What's the matter with you Siyan? You haven't turned on your phone all afternoon. I've been waiting for you for a long time."
This person is none other than Liu Ziguang’s junior high school classmate Zhuo Li, a junior officer in the security department of Chenguang Factory.
"Zhuoli, why are you here with me?" Liu Ziguang took off his date-specific Jinba jacket and replaced it with a copycat 5.11 soft shell.
"You're so worried that something will happen to me." Zhuo Li said anxiously.
"Let's go have a drink and talk." Liu Ziguang put his arm around Zhuo Li's shoulders and walked out of the office with him. He called a few security guards off duty and went to have a barbecue together.
After a few glasses of beer, Zhuo Li started chatting: "I'm laid off from my job at Siyan."
"Ah, it's so fast. Did you get into trouble last time when dealing with scrap metal?" Liu Ziguang asked.
"No, it has nothing to do with that. Workers in several workshops in our factory are rented out and work with those contractors. There is a small boss who is very unscrupulous and often deducts workers' wages. Today, there has been a big fuss. More than a dozen workers can't get money and their families have no money.
He was still cursing and cursing, saying that if you want to do it, you can do it and if you don’t want to, get out. I was so angry that I went up to him and knocked out two of his teeth. In the afternoon, the factory office issued a notice saying that I don’t have to go to work tomorrow."
After finishing speaking, Zhuo Li took a bite of the oil kidney and drank a large gulp of beer. He seemed to say that he didn't care, but the careful Liu Ziguang found that there seemed to be a kind of despair between the eyebrows of this rough Mongolian man.
He is thirty years old, has no girlfriend, no savings, only a meager salary, and now even this salary is gone. You can imagine how Zhuo Li feels. He is a son of the factory. He grew up in the factory and worked in the factory security department.
This deep relationship for more than ten years is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. Now that I am suddenly unemployed, the feeling of emptiness in my heart can only be numbed by alcohol.
There were already twelve empty bottles beside Zhuo Li, and he was still drinking. Although he seemed to be laughing and scolding and disapproving of being laid off, Liu Ziguang knew that Zhuo Li drank not only beer but also tears.
"Let's do it Zhuoli, you come with me and I'll leave the Huaqing Pool to you and watch it every day. If there are any troublemakers or unruly guests, please help me deal with it. This money is not paid by me. It's paid by the boss of Huaqing Pool every month."
Do you think five thousand is okay?"
After listening to Liu Ziguang's words, Zhuo Li stopped holding the beer glass to his mouth and suddenly put down the glass and stared at Liu Ziguang and asked: "Five thousand! Is it true or not? You are not fooling me, are you?"
Liu Ziguang lit a cigarette: "How is that possible? If you do a good job, it might be more. But one thing to make clear is that you have to pay for the massage yourself."
"Then it's settled. Don't regret when you will take up the post? Otherwise, I'll go today." Zhuo Li didn't even drink beer and looked at Liu Ziguang anxiously.