Power and Wealth - 1866

It’s five o’clock.

Fang Wenping’s house.

There is good lighting here, and it is a duplex room on the top floor. The dim sunset slowly spills into the room, and it feels as soft as a picture scroll.

Of course, the picture in the kitchen is not so soft.

Dong Xuebin was stinky and sweaty, and he was scraping the scales of fish. The smell of fish in a house also rushed on him a lot. Dong Xuebin couldn’t help complaining very much, paralyzed, and my buddies came all the way to give you. Sheng Yue didn’t even care about changing your clothes, and bought you a gift. It’s good for you. Co-authoring doesn’t even care about the meal, so you have to have a buddy make it for you? Tell me, what is this called?

“Alright?” Fang Wenping urged outside.

Dong Xuebin was angry and stopped fighting, “It’s not finished yet.”

Fang Wenping is called a Jingui, and said, “Hurry up, or close the kitchen door, and I will be upset by the sound of scraping fish scales.”

Dong Xuebin couldn’t wait to go out and give her a kick, and he said to her, “You eat ready-made here, so don’t be so particular about it, okay?”

Fang Wenping was very upset, “You say it again?”

The phone rang, the phone rang, it was Fang Wenping’s call, and she didn’t care about it anymore. She answered the phone and said, “Hey, I… uh… uh, got it… I said I got it, this You ask Li Sheng-Chief to go, you will not be in charge of me… I am off today, not in my work unit… You don’t understand me, right? I told you to ask Li Sheng-Chief to ask, if he doesn’t care about it. , You wait for me to go to work on Monday… that’s it.””

Dong Xuebin heard it, and said that the old party came here from the middle-discipline-committee, and also mentioned the deputy-provincial-level from the main hall. The co-authored work method has not changed at all, and it is still the old tough temper. Sure enough, she was still the female gangster who was hiding in the capital. She had a virtue everywhere she went. She reluctantly shook her head. Dong Xuebin had almost cleaned up the fish. Check the time and let’s do it.

Fried fish.

stew.

Stir fry.

Dong Xuebin was busy working alone.

Fang Wenping is watching TV in the living room outside. The one sitting is called a stable person, and he doesn’t mean to come and help at all. And if you don’t help, don’t help. When it was too big, he asked him to increase the range hood, and later said that he should not put so much sugar in cooking. She didn’t like to eat too sweet, so she kept giving orders anyway.

Teeth itchy with anger-this is no longer a way to describe Dong Xuebin’s current emotions.

I can’t wait to sit down and sit Fang Wenping to death-this description barely reflects Dong Xuebin’s true thoughts now.

Too irritating!

What are you paying attention to?

Are you capable of cooking? ?

After closing the kitchen door, Dong Xuebin came to see and didn’t expect other people’s help. He even took care of the cooking with brushing the pot and the vegetable field. When the kitchen door was opened, Dong Xuebin took it. A few plates of fried dishes went out, “It’s all done, let’s start!”

Fang Wenping was making a call, her face was stern, and she looked at Dong Xuebin coldly and said to her mobile phone: “Well, who…no one, I’m the only one…you little girl, kind of gossip. No? Speaking of no one, the voice on the TV, your aunt has no friends or relatives on my side, of course I have lived by myself… Um… Hehe, they? I dare to call, do they dare to come? Everyone is afraid that I’m terribly scared, and my aunt doesn’t like crowds, it’s too messy…Okay, I’m ready to eat here, and your auntie has a bite…how old you are, I’m your aunt too, hurry up …Well, this is good, go go busy.” At this moment, Fang Wenping looked like a different person, with a look of maternal love and a particularly gentle feeling that made Dong Xuebin get goosebumps when he saw it.

Give you a kiss?

You don’t think that other people’s children are still shy.

Of course Dong Xuebin knows who is on the phone. It must be her little niece Fang Shuiling, that is, Fang Wenping’s gentle expression when she was the other party Shuiling. By the way, Fang Wenping likes her daughter Qianqian, too. As for Other people… She never paid attention to it. If you think about it this way, Dong Xuebin’s anger from Fang Wenping’s anger before has also disappeared a lot, he should be quite special in Fang Wenping’s eyes, although Lao Fang has never had a good face to him, but that time the old Fang In the middle of the night, I came to my house to drink, and this time she said that no one called her alone. This can also explain some problems. If people don’t care about themselves at all. On, why did Dasheng ask yourself to celebrate for her?

Thinking of this, Dong Xuebin wanted to open it. Forget it, my buddies don’t care about you. “Sister Fang, let’s eat, I’m a bit tired this morning, my hands are sore, I don’t know if I did it well. You can eat as much as you want, and there are two more dishes, I’ll take them.”

Fang Wenping gave a hum and put the phone on the table.

Dong Xuebin went to bring out all the other dishes and served rice. “By the way, how old are you?” After asking, he regretted it.

Fang Wenping didn’t even look at him, and simply ignored these words.

Dong Xuebin coughed, knowing that everyone is this age, it must be difficult to ask about age, “So what, do you have alcohol in your family? It’s boring to live without alcohol, you must drink some.”

Fang Wenping pointed to a cabinet, “There is it inside. Take it yourself. My stomach hurts. I won’t drink it today.”

“Okay, then you can drink tea.” Dong Xuebin found a bottle of Guojiao from the cabinet. It seemed to be quite old and looked good. He opened it and poured it on himself without moving his chopsticks. Toast over, “Fang-Provincial-Governor, I toast you a glass and wish you such a young age forever.”

Fang Wenping touched him with a teacup indifferently, and took a sip.

Dong Xuebin didn’t care about her, he slurped his glass, and the people felt warm after drinking. The wine was very comfortable and the wine was delicious, “Huh, eat and eat, and taste my craft.”

Fang Wenping has eaten it.

“How is it?” Dong Xuebin looked forward to it.

Fang Wenping said lightly: “That’s it, you can eat it.”

Dong Xuebin can’t laugh or cry, he’s paralyzed. The buddies have spent a long time frying the food for a long time. Your co-authoring is an “eatable” evaluation, right? Dong Xuebin also tasted it himself. It is clearly delicious. He knows his cooking skills, he is satisfied with himself, and he knows his strength, even if there are no such special chefs as the first-class chefs. Good, but it’s not just “eatable”, right?

“You try this again.”

“Well, it’s okay.”

Dong Xuebin didn’t ask at the end. He was eating while drinking and eating. He was really hungry. Regardless of Fang Wenping’s evaluation, he started to feast on himself. There was no way. He didn’t eat in the morning and noon. Tossing for a long time, and tossing for a long time at Fang Wenping’s home to cook for a long time. He was hungry and fainted. Now he felt hungry as he ate, and he didn’t care about manners. There was no need for this in front of Fang Wenping. The two of them scolded and touched. But when I kissed the neck, Dong Xuebin didn’t actually take Fang Wenping as an outsider from the bottom of my heart. At least he definitely didn’t regard her as a pure leader, so he was very relaxed.

Fang Wenping frowned, “How many meals are you hungry?”

Dong Xuebin exclaimed, “I haven’t eaten for a day and I’m very hungry. Don’t just look at me, you eat too.”

Fang Wenping eats slowly, slowly and elegantly. This may be the habit and quality she developed since she was a child. After all, she came from a big family. Although Dong Xuebin eats fast, she eats a lot. Drinking wine, so the meal procrastinated for a long time.

When I looked at my watch after dinner, it was almost seven o’clock.

Dong Xuebin didn’t wash the dishes today. He touched his stomach and drank the last bit of wine. He didn’t move his nest anymore. He washed and cooked the dishes. He still did the dishes? Nonsense. Fang Wenping didn’t move, and didn’t even leave the dining table, so she turned on the TV and watched the news. The two of them saw it at 8 o’clock in the evening and neither of them spoke. This was born, what is your mother’s name? Dong Xuebin also wryly smiled.

It’s past eight o’clock.

It’s getting dark early and thoroughly.

Dong Xuebin said, “I’ll go up and look at the clothes.”

Fang Wenping didn’t look at him either, and said, “Upstairs balcony.”

“Okay.” Dong Xuebin went upstairs and walked to the second floor of the duplex.

It was still luxurious to the eye, and the space was huge. It was incomparable to the duplex of his family’s courtyard. After a few glances, he found a large balcony extending out of the corridor, opened the door to go out, and wiped his own. The shirts and trousers, yes, they are all wet, and not just a little bit wet, but all wet, not dry at all, also, it’s only a few hours in the afternoon, and it’s just after winter, it’s quite cold. In the spring of this year, this was even harder to dry out, so Dong Xuebin had to take off his clothes and walk downstairs.

“I haven’t done it yet.” Dong Xuebin said: “Where is the heater? I’ll try it on the heater.”

Fang Wenping casually pointed, Dong Xuebin followed the direction of her fingers and found the heater. He didn’t dare to put it on directly. His clothes were all made of very good materials and would definitely be burned. He put it on a hook on the heater, and then continued. Watch some TV shows that I don’t know so-called with Fang Wenping.

It’s nine o’clock.

Another hour passed.

The clothes were still the same, showing no signs of dryness at all.

Dong Xuebin can also see it now. It is impossible to walk in this suit. “Sister Fang, you really don’t have any clothes here? I can wear whatever I can, otherwise I can’t go.”

Fang Wenping looked at his clothes, “Then you just wait here for the clothes to dry, and when to leave. There are also guest rooms on the first floor. If you want to live in, then I don’t care.” It’s getting late, I’ll take a rest.” Then I went upstairs to brush my teeth and wash, really didn’t care about Dong Xuebin anymore. (To be continued.)