Xia Zekai slept until midnight and suffered from leg cramps.
He groaned, a layer of sweat broke out on his painful forehead, and he quickly crouched his waist and clenched his fist to hit the calf of his right leg, which was still twitching.
"Bang bang" punch to the flesh.
When the pounding didn't work anymore, he rubbed the muscles along his calf hard, and finally straightened his feet through gritted teeth, and then he regained his strength.
He thought he didn't cry out in pain and did it silently, but when he suddenly got up, Luo Xiyun in the master bedroom still heard the movement.
"Click!"
The closed door of the second bedroom opened, followed by a soft 'pop' sound, the sound of a switch being pressed, and the cold-colored round light in the second bedroom turned on.
"Zekai, what's wrong with you?" Luo Xiyun saw that her husband's forehead was covered in sweat and his face looked very bad. She was frightened away from her sleepiness.
"Leg... my leg is cramped, it hurts so much!" Xia Zekai gritted his teeth and cursed.
This made Luo Xiyun laugh. She rolled her eyes at Xia Zekai and said, "You made such a loud noise when you got up just now. I thought something had happened. It scared me."
"Still hurts?" Luo Xiyun sat on the edge of the bed, pressed his cramped leg with both hands, and also pushed his feet hard.
Xia Zekai didn't feel pain at first, but now it hurt when his wife broke it off, and he grimaced in pain.
"Be gentle, it hurts me so much." Xia Zekai really wanted to slap her, but he was deliberately doing a disservice here, on purpose!
Luo Xiyun said: "Zekai, why don't you take a day off today and stop working."
"Keep talking nonsense. Believe it or not, I'll slap you. How can the business of making money stop so easily? I understand. I'm counting on Saturday and weekend."
"If you don't act willfully today, customers won't buy your account by then." Xia Zekai retorted directly to her, which was where she was going.
"What time is it? It hurt me so much just now."
Luo Xiyun said: "It's almost four o'clock. You fell asleep after eating yesterday. You must be exhausted."
When Xia Zekai heard what she said, he glared: "I'm so tired, I can play with you for another hour. It's no problem. Why don't you give it a try?"
This was a bitch asking for a beating, but Luo Xiyun was so distressed that he couldn't bear to be beaten.
"Daughter-in-law, how much did you earn after working so hard yesterday?" Xia Zekai just remembered this and asked her.
After Luo Xiyun finished washing last night, she was no longer in the mood to count money. When her husband asked, she looked confused: "I don't know either. You should go to bed first and we'll talk about it when you wake up."
That's right, the money has already gone into your pocket anyway, and as long as you don't spend it, it can't escape.
After the cramp in Xia Zekai's leg subsided, he felt sleepy again. He put his head on the pillow and fell asleep soon after.
Luo Xiyun thought about making him wolfberry and red date porridge to replenish his energy.
By the way, I went to count how much money I earned yesterday.
After counting, Luo Xiyun couldn't help but be surprised even though she knew that her husband had exchanged his body for the money.
"3060, so many!" She fell into deep thought.
The revenue in two days was only 4,600 yuan. If it continues like this, I dare not say if it is too short. In another three or four days, it will be equal to her salary. Luo Xiyun suddenly thought of a question. She considered: "Should I go to school?"
If you buy a fake foreign company, don’t they all say that foreign companies have high remuneration?”
Xia Zekai didn't sleep for long after returning to the cage. He woke up again at around five o'clock. When he got out of bed, he almost fell to the ground.
The right leg that was cramped just now still hurts, and it hurts when I step on the ground with even a little force.
"What the hell, am I still deficient in calcium? Or did I take too much in the first few days without restraint?" Xia Zekai's thoughts grew hairy.
After limping out of the second bedroom, I saw her wife sitting on the sofa, writing and drawing with a pen and paper in her hand.
"Zekai, why don't you sleep a little longer."
Putting down the pen in her hand, before she finished speaking, she saw something was wrong with Xia Zekai's leg: "What, it still hurts?"
"Just walk more and you'll feel better. Don't worry about it for now. I'll go over and work for a while after washing up." Xia Zekai tiptoed towards the bathroom.
Luo Xiyun opened his mouth and wanted to persuade him, but he swallowed the words again.
She didn't understand before, and she still doesn't understand now, why men work so hard!
She went to the kitchen and filled two bowls of prepared red dates and wolfberry porridge, and also brought a bowl of leftover ribs from last night and put them on the coffee table.
After Xia Zekai came out, Luo Xiyun told him to eat first and then go out.
After the meal, Xia Zekai went out with his keys. At the door, he looked back and smiled frivolously: "Daughter-in-law, buy me two bottles of calcium tablets later. Are you lacking calcium?"
"I just ate the ribs last night. You are so tired. If you don't listen to me, you will be exhausted!" Luo Xiyun muttered.
Xia Zekai smiled "hehe" and refused to listen to her: "Just get used to it and let's go. I'll work less for half an hour today and I won't be so tired starting tomorrow."
When Xia Zekai started another busy day, in one of the buildings in Building 43 of Lin Ao Community, Qu Fanchao, whose fat eyes showed two lines, was taking a pee in the bathroom. After he was done, he pulled away
She yelled: "Mom, I'm done shitting, please wipe my butt."
When Pan Qin heard her son's cry, she quickly put down the work she was doing editing the information and came over to take care of her son's health.
As Xia Zekai said, her son is too fat and is now in a long class, so he can't handle the job of wiping his butt.
After cleaning up, Pan Qin said seriously for the first time: "Son, you have to lose weight, otherwise your mother won't be able to take care of you."
"But I'm hungry!" Qu Fanchao felt aggrieved.
He was just full and didn't eat more.
Pan Qin felt that what Xia Zekai said made sense. She could no longer spoil her son like this, so she said, "You just eat too much. You're already in the middle class and you still don't know how to wipe your butt."
"Is it possible that when you go to elementary school in the second half of the year, I have to go to elementary school to wipe your butt? You won't be embarrassed by that time!"
"I'm holding it in and going home to poop!" Qu Fanchao said, scratching his neck.
"..."
Pan Qin was speechless. What his son said made sense. If there was farmland, organic fertilizer would be brought home, and there would be no waste at all.
But the more her son behaved like this, the more determined she became: "No, you must lose weight. I will control your food intake from today on. Also, get up early and go running with me in the future."
"Mom, I don't love you anymore, I want to tell dad that you won't let me eat." Qu Fanchao is quite smart.
But it didn't work this time, and Pan Qin made up his mind: "It won't work even if your father says it. If he dares to protect you, I will beat him."
"Okay, you can go play by yourself, I'm still busy." Pan Qin returned to the computer desk.
The screen that opens is QQ Space.
She was editing the text and then posted a few carefully selected pictures.
One of them is a photo of Xia Zekai pouring milk powder into a basin, and there are two empty buckets of milk powder next to it.
One picture shows Xia Zekai pouring freshly squeezed dragon juice into a basin.
One photo is of customers rushing to buy.
No matter which picture is taken, it is taken from the side of Xia Zekai. This angle best explains what Xia Zekai is doing.
The content of the text is as follows: "On X month X day of X year, I found a small shop called 'Jingtong Baking'. The boss is a very young brother. He is quite handsome and can communicate well.
But he is more down-to-earth. After observing him for a long time, I finally understood how to interpret the word 'genuine', which made me think of..."
This is a QQ space diary, but it is not entirely a diary. It is more like a specially edited soft article advertisement. Pan Qin edited it in one go and sent it out.
