Being a wise man, I am serious

Chapter 152
After eating, Yueying was busy clearing the table.

Seeing this, Qin Xiong quickly stood up to help her, as if living at home.

However, when he thought about it, the relationship between the two hadn't reached that point yet, and he didn't want to enjoy all of this with peace of mind, and he didn't want to owe her too much.

Qin Weiyi has always been the deepest concern in his heart. Except for her, it would be very difficult for anyone else to make him love him heart and soul, and make him give without regard for anything in return.

"It's still too far-fetched." Yue Ying couldn't help sighing when she saw him busy.

"It's not that we're friends, we're friends." Qin Xiong emphasized.

Hearing what the other party said, Yueying's face was a little sad.

"Is it just friends?" Moon Shadow murmured in a low voice.

Qin Xiong didn't know how to answer, and he couldn't promise too much for the time being, so he could only pretend that he didn't hear it.

When he returned home, he took the durian with him, Yueying didn't eat it, he couldn't waste it.

However, without Tang Qingya and Qin Weiyi at home, he couldn't eat such a big one by himself.

Originally I thought about sending her to my mother-in-law's natal home, but after thinking about it, both of them are divorced, so when this time passes, isn't it just looking for a fight?
After returning home, the house was empty again.

It was so quiet, but without the laughter and laughter of the children, it always seemed that something was missing, and it looked lifeless.

People are really cheap sometimes, they find it noisy at home, and worry when they are not at home.

He hesitated for a moment, not wanting to face Tang Qingya directly, so he made a video call to Jiang Yingrong.

"What are you playing?" Qin Xiong asked.

"At the beach, I buy water here, and my cousin and Yiyi are playing on the beach." Jiang Yingrong replied.

"Did she not go to work today?" Qin Xiong was a little surprised.

"Well, I heard that work is not going well, so I asked for a day off." Jiang Yingrong.

"If you have difficulties in life, tell me at any time, I still have more money for the time being." Qin Xiong urged.

"Okay, thank you, do you want to chat with Yiyi?" Jiang Yingrong asked.

Qin Xiong thought that Tang Qingya was also there, and he didn't want to expose his weakness, so he said immediately: "No need, just send a few photos of Yiyi when you have time."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Xiong sighed.

After a lot of women get divorced, they hope that their ex-husband will have a bad life to prove that their current choice is not wrong.

But after a lot of men divorce, they generally hope that their ex-wife will live a better life. After all, it is a woman they have loved with all their heart. They often hope that other people can take good care of her.

Perhaps, this can also be regarded as a kind of pity for the weak by the strong.

Therefore, when he heard that Tang Qingya's work was not going well, he was not in a good mood.

But even so, Qin Xiong still needs to work hard. The huge stall in the Writer's Village is still waiting for him to implement and perfect it. The decoration of the three houses alone is enough for him to drink a pot.

On the other side, Jiang Yingrong also bought a drink and went back to the beach.

"Who called you just now? Did you meet a boy you like here?" Tang Qingya probably saw it, and asked curiously.

"No, I met the man you like." Jiang Yingrong said mischievously.

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't have one." Tang Qingya quickly denied.

"It's the man you once liked, Yiyi's father..." Jiang Yingrong laughed.

"What did he say?" There were many people on the beach, and the voices were noisy. Tang Qingya pretended to be indifferent, but listened very carefully.

"I asked about the child's situation, and I also asked about you, so I learned about your situation..." Jiang Yingrong said.

"Knowing that my life is not going well, you will probably be very happy, right?" Tang Qingya said intentionally.

"No, he also said that if we have difficulties, we can tell him at any time that he still has more money for the time being. Cousin, in fact, I think that if you really regret it, you should turn back early. Don't wait until you really can't go back later. It's too late to regret it." Jiang Yingrong persuaded.

"Let me be quiet, don't mention this for now." Tang Qingya said vaguely.

"Okay, then I'll send her some photos of Yiyi." Jiang Yingrong said.

"Okay...wait a minute, take a photo with Yiyi and me." Tang Qingya reminded.

"Okay, I understand." Jiang Yingrong smiled knowingly, and quickly sent a photo of the two of them at the beach.

After Qin Xiong received the photo, he first carefully looked at Qin Weiyi, trying to judge his daughter's recent mental state through the photo, and whether she had lost weight.

Seeing that everything was normal, he took another look at Tang Qingya. It seemed that he was really haggard. The melancholy in his eyes could almost flow out of the photo.

"Could it be that depression really broke out?" Qin Xiong felt a little pain in his heart for no reason.

It was inconvenient for him to remind Tang Qingya directly, so he posted a message in Moments.

"A person's life is long and short. A happy day is a day, and an unhappy day is also a day. No matter how your life is going, you still have to work hard to be happy. Being healthy and healthy is the greatest happiness..."

After posting, he didn't bother to take care of it, and continued to bury his head in typing.

Two hours later, he glanced at it, and since he became the king in Diandian, the number of people who like it in Moments has also increased a lot.

I'm afraid he only needs to post a "?!" to get dozens of likes.

But he felt that this was a murder of other people's time, so he wouldn't post it easily.

When a person is successful, others will habitually see you with a filter and halo. Only when you fail, will you see the most real existence. However, prejudice is still everywhere.

Among the people who liked it, he saw that Tang Qingya didn't like it, but Jiang Yingrong did.

He reckoned that this girl was Bingxue smart, and when she saw it, Tang Qingya saw it too, so his goal was achieved.

After writing the update, Qin Xiong started to pack his luggage, not to travel far, but to move to the Writer's Village in Jingtou Village.

Such a beautiful self-built house is equivalent to a single-family villa in the center of the city. Of course, he also wants to experience it.

Tang Qingya is not unusual, because she prefers the sophistication and prosperity of the metropolis, while he prefers the freedom and comfort of the countryside.

Qin Xiong didn't have a lot of clothes himself, so after packing a suitcase, he packed some things into the trunk.

After driving the car to the first building, Qin Xiong admired it carefully, then took out the key and walked in.

The decoration of the house was directed by Tang Qingya remotely. After walking into the spacious and bright master bedroom with his luggage, Qin Xiong was speechless for a long time.

The decoration style and furnishing habits here still have a strong Tang style. Living here by myself seems to be living in memories.

It seemed that he had to personally check the decoration of the second building, otherwise, it would be difficult for a person who lives in memories to be happy.

When he was not divorced, he didn't feel that much when he came here, he just felt that everything was familiar, but now, he felt a little uncomfortable.

What's more, he found that in the middle of the master bedroom, there was a group photo of the two of them hanging in their wedding dresses.

No wonder when I was sleeping in the urban area, I always felt that there was something missing in the house. It turned out that Tang Qingya had quietly put it here.

It's just that the divorce between the two was rather hasty later on, and she probably forgot about the wedding photos.

The master bedroom is very large, with a full fifty square meters, and the bed in the master bedroom is also very large, still in that high-end European style.

The wedding photo on the bedside was just above his head, mocking his broken marriage all the time.

"This house is poisonous!"

Qin Xiong, who was still happily moving in, was moved to the third floor silently after being killed by this sudden wave of memories.

The third floor is the place where he originally planned to build the meeting room and activity room of the Writers Village. The decoration and furnishings inside are all operated according to his intentions. Therefore, he has some sense of belonging and participation when he comes here. sense.

Open the window, and you can see the Dazhou Lake Wetland Park hundreds of meters away at a glance. At this time, it is gradually being improved there.

The lavender that was once planted has already been in full bloom. The purple flowers are noble and elegant, swaying gently in the wind, forming a large piece, embellishing the clear river and the winding river particularly beautifully.

"Nature heals all sorrows!"

With the mountains and rivers in his heart, and the vegetation in the painting, Qin Xiong's mood also improved accordingly.

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(End of this chapter)