I have ten trillion licking dog gold

After drinking with Uncle Fang and returning home, Jiang Chen was busy for nearly an hour.

Although Aunt Pan would come over regularly to help him clean, he still had to make his own bed.

There's no place like home.

Comrade Jiang Chen, who does not look like a young man, is closer to an old man in terms of his thoughts and ideas. He obviously has more comfortable choices, such as staying in a five-star hotel, but he insists on "torturing" himself.

perhaps.

Is it to save money?

perhaps.

Is it to recall the good old days?

No matter what the reason was, Jiang Chen was undoubtedly an outlier among the crowd. However, when he stood in front of the water heater naked, tilted his head back, and prepared to take a refreshing shower, he was startled by the "bang" sound of the water heater.

Gan.

Uncle Fang can’t really be a jinx.

Thinking of the unlucky guy who was electrocuted to a crisp on the outside and tender on the inside in the news, Jiang Chen hurriedly unplugged the water heater.

Instead of falling into the hands of those powerful and cunning enemies, he was electrocuted by an old water heater in his own bathroom. When he went to hell, he was so frustrated that he was killed again.

Looking at the faulty water heater, the naked Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel troubled.

Although he graduated from a prestigious university, he is definitely not as good as his predecessors in repairing home appliances.

Do I really need to ask Uncle Fang for help?
Forget it.

Uncle Fang has also been drinking, so there is no need to bother him.

After thinking it over, Jiang Chen decided to take a cold shower. After all, it was early autumn and the weather was not that cold.

"Shh-"

When the cold water poured down, the chilling sensation made someone shiver.

Ok.

Still overestimated myself.

Jiang Chen couldn't help shivering, so he quickly finished his shower, dried himself, and quickly slipped into bed.

at this time.

It would be nice if there was someone to warm the bed.

The wall clock had run out of batteries and had stopped moving a long time ago, with the hands forever frozen at 4:23 in the afternoon on some unknown day.

Jiang Chen rested his hands on the pillow, turned his head and looked out the window.

The desk with its surface peeling off is still placed in front of the window. Facing the moonlight, it seems that one can still see the boy with a naughty personality who was forced by his mother to do extracurricular exercises.

"Mom, what's the point of studying?"

“Reading can change your destiny.”

"Why should I change my fate? I feel good now. I have you and Dad. And Fang Qing, Uncle Fang and Aunt Pan. This is the best life."

Jiang Chen still remembers his mother's hesitation to speak, and then the complicated smile she showed. Finally, she frowned and knocked on the desk sternly.

"Why are you talking so much? You can't go to bed until you finish two pages today!"

"Mom, whether you have money or not, you have to go home for the New Year. Isn't the purpose of studying to make a lot of money? But I don't need that much money."

The boy is not like other teenagers. Even when facing his angry mother, he dares to argue with her.

An ordinary housewife in China was made to laugh by her son who had no ambitions.

"Don't you have any ambition at all, kid? Don't you want to wear branded clothes like your classmates? Why are you wearing Nike?"

“That’s Adidas.”

"Yes. Don't you envy them?"

"I'm not envious. There's nothing to be envious of. They're just stupid. They spend so much money on a pair of shoes, which is equivalent to the clothes I buy in a year."

The woman's expression froze and she wanted to continue scolding, but in the end she just slowly raised her hand and touched her son's head.

"You are still young. When you grow up, you won't think so."

"Do not."

The young boy's face was filled with determination and resoluteness, and he said, "I will never be envious."

The woman smiled helplessly.

"You have no money, and you won't even be able to find a wife when you grow up."

"Dad doesn't have any money, so how did he find a wife?"

The boy's eloquence seemed to be innate rather than acquired. The woman was speechless by her son's sharp tongue. After a while, she said angrily and amusedly, "Do you think you will be the same when you grow up? Your father can find a wife because most people don't have money, but when you grow up, the gap between the rich and the poor will widen, and there won't be so many girls willing to endure hardships... Forget it, there's no point in talking to you about this, just do the questions!"

"Mom, you look down on people, I can definitely find you a wife."

The clever boy might not want to do the questions, so he was stalling for time, looking up and patting his chest to make promises like a little adult.

"What's the point of your promise! When your father married me, he promised me a good life, and I just believed his lies."

"I'm different from dad. He likes to brag, but I don't. Don't you all like Fang Qing? If I really can't find a wife when I grow up, I'll marry Fang Qing."

The young man did it reluctantly.

It turns out that he is treating the scheming childhood sweetheart next door as his backup.

Oh.

that era.

There was no word for spare tire yet.

The woman was caught off guard. She didn't expect her son to be so confident in his plan. She laughed and scolded, "You are dreaming! Who do you think Qingqing is? Just because you have a good relationship now doesn't mean you will have a good relationship in the future. How many points does Qingqing get in every exam? How many points do you get? Qingqing will definitely go to a prestigious university in the future. She can't live in a small city like ours. If you don't work hard, you still want to marry her? You are just dreaming."

"Tsk. I'm not willing to marry her. She's just an acting queen. Whoever marries her will be unlucky."

The tortured boy murmured quietly,
"What did you say?"

"I said Fang Qing is not that kind of person. She is well-behaved, sensible, kind and cute. Even if she goes to a prestigious university, she will not forget us."

The boy changed his words.

The woman nodded and said with emotion: "Your uncle Fang and aunt Pan really gave birth to a good daughter. Qingqing is so outstanding. Even if she becomes successful in the future, she will definitely not forget her roots. But do you think that if you don't work hard, will you still be worthy of her? I'm afraid you won't even have many chances to meet her again."

The boy didn't understand at all and looked disapproving.

The woman sighed.

"Chenchen, you have to understand that your parents can't be with you forever, and the same goes for your Uncle Fang and Aunt Pan, and Fang Qing... You are a man, if you want something, you have to fight for it yourself, instead of always hoping for charity from others."

"Continue working on the questions."

The woman sat nearby to supervise.

Jiang Chen lay on the bed, looking at the desk, at the boy who was struggling with his extracurricular exercises, and at the woman who was supervising him sitting next to him. The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

Of course, he didn't understand the deep meaning of his mother's words at that time. He just felt that he was forced by his parents and had no freedom. He was like a bird with its wings tied. He just wanted to grow up quickly and do whatever he wanted when he grew up...

And now.

He became the adult he had always dreamed of as a child.

Jiang Chen looked at the ceiling covered with cracks.

If his mother knew that he was not bragging, and that he not only fulfilled his ambitious promise but also exceeded it, she would probably jump up and beat him.

"Ding."

Jiang Chen stared at the ceiling for a while, then picked up the phone beside his pillow.

It’s a message from Qingmei next door.

His mother was worried that he and Qinggege would get separated when they grew up, but in the end, they still slept across from each other, just like when they were children.

If you saw this scene.

Mother will be pleased.

But at the same time.

There should be a little regret.

"My mother asked you if you needed anything."

Jiang Chen moved, changed his position, and typed on his phone, "All lie down."

"Ah."

More to deal with?
“The bed is a bit hard.”

Jiang Chen continued typing.

"Put more cotton padding."

Fang Qing replied.

"Where does my house get so much cotton wool?"

"Come and get it."

This is a practical manifestation of the fact that distant relatives are not as important as close neighbors.

"Forget it, it's already past nine o'clock, and it's not too late, so I won't disturb Uncle Fang and the others from resting."

After sending the message, Jiang Chen paused for a moment and continued typing.

"Your bed has been changed a long time ago."

It's really just making conversation.

Also.

For this third- or fourth-tier city's compound for laid-off workers, it was already quiet and lonely at nine o'clock, but for Jiang Chen, who had just returned from the big city, he was not too sleepy yet.

"Well, I changed to a 10cm latex pad."

……

Have a look.

The country is easy to change and the nature is difficult to change.

Isn't this obviously teasing him?

What a sinister person.

"Then it should be a comfortable sleep."

Jiang Chen pretended nothing happened.

"It's okay, pretty soft."

Jiang Chen grinned and counterattacked: "The mattress can't be too soft. It's not good for your health. Be careful of lumbar disc herniation if you sleep on it for a long time."

"That's better than a hardwood bed, which is so uncomfortable."

……

After all, you are the boss.

Uncle Fang and Aunt Pan all know about it. Don't you know how to respect yourself at all?
"It's a bit awkward indeed. How about we negotiate?"

Fang Qing replied with a “?”.

"Lend me your bed."

This is a habit that has been developed over the years and is ingrained in your bones.

The loser does not lose the formation.

Even though the outcome is always in the hands of the other party, this person has rarely given in since childhood.

The other party is typing...

Then the message popped up quickly, without any thought or pause at all.

"Come."

What a concise and clear response.

A neat and clean word.

At this moment.

Undoubtedly, we have come to the stage of courage competition again.

"Are Uncle Fang and Aunt Pan asleep?"

"Not yet, soon."

Fang Qing is frank and honest.

"Oh."

This was undoubtedly a signal to call it a day. Everyone had a way out, but Princess Qing seemed unwilling to accept a win-win outcome.

"Come on, my bed is quite big."

Jiang Chen sighed.

Are all lawyers like this?
You don't know how to forgive others when you can.

It really is still a childhood.

Jiang Chen sent a [smiley face], "How big is it?"

He expressed his friendliness clearly, but the other person didn't respond at all and just took a photo and sent it over.

"enough."

Judging from the photo, it is definitely enough. It should have been taken while standing at the end of the bed. If it is not 2m×1m, it is at least 8m×1m. There is definitely no problem for two normal adult men and women to sleep on it.

Needless to say.

Even if you don't lie down, just looking at the photos makes you feel that it must be very comfortable to sleep on.

But Jiang Chen had no intention of being moved, he just felt helpless.

It's like a fencing match.

You signal that you have stopped, but your opponent ignores you and keeps pressing you until you admit defeat and beg for mercy.

But you can’t blame them.

It was clear that he had initiated this competition himself.

"Why did Uncle Fang and the others change your bed to such a big one? There's no room for anything else in the room."

Jiang Chen began to dodge and make use of his great skill of avoiding the issue and talking about other things.

"I heard them come into the room."

……

Jiang Chen's eyes twitched.

"?"

Then a question mark popped up again.

Do you understand what it means that a gentleman can be killed but not humiliated?

"Hold on."

Jiang Chen sent a message back.

【Smiley Face】

The last expression sent by Princess Qing was truly heartbreaking.

The chat interface fell silent.

On the east side of the dilapidated dormitory building, in the window, Fang Qing, who was wearing pajamas, raised her head slightly, put down her cell phone, found a hairband, put it on her head, and then lay down on the soft big bed.

no doubt.

Another complete victory.

Although it’s been a long time, it still feels so familiar.

My parents have indeed entered the room.

Fang Qing looked at the night outside the window.

"Dong dong dong..."

The sound coming from outside the house broke Fang Qing's peaceful mood. She suddenly turned her head and looked towards the bedroom door, her eyes full of surprise and suspicion.

"Dong dong dong..."

The knock on the door was not loud, just faint, yet so clear.

"Ding--"

The screen lights up.

Fang Qing sat up in disbelief and picked up her phone.

"Open the door."

That guy.

Are you crazy?!
"Dong dong dong..."

The knocking on the door continues.

Fang Qing didn't have time to reply to the message. She hurriedly put on her slippers and walked out of the bedroom.

The living room lights are off.

Both parents have gone to bed.

Fang Qing hurried to the door, opened it, and saw the guy who should have been sleeping next door standing at the door, wearing slippers just like her.

Compared to his calmness, Fang Qing seemed a little nervous.

"what are you doing?"

In order to avoid alarming her parents, Fang Qing subconsciously lowered her voice.

"Didn't you ask me to come and sleep?"

How shameless!

How thick-skinned one must be to be able to say such things nonchalantly.

"Do you want to die?"

Fang Qing clenched her teeth.

The person who instantly turned the situation around was not surprised by the fame or disgrace, and even said confidently: "Aren't Uncle Fang and the others asleep?"

"Did Tong Dan buy fake wine for you to drink?"

"puff--"

Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh.

It wasn't just because of Princess Qing's humorous words, but also because of her expression at that moment.

Shy, anxious, embarrassed...

It’s really... touching.

"Who..."

After all, it is inevitable to alarm the parents.

After all, the house is not that big.

Fang Weiguo drank some wine and probably fell asleep, so Pan Hui walked out of the bedroom.

"Aunt Pan, it's me. I'm here to borrow some mosquito coils from Fang Qing."

This is coming prepared!
"Oh. I'll get it."

Pan Hui quickly found a box of mosquito coils and said, "Take them all. If there are a lot of mosquitoes, order a few more."

"Well, good night, Aunt Pan."

Jiang Chen thanked her and looked at Fang Qing proudly before leaving.

Princess Qing endured the humiliation and gritted her teeth silently.

"Go back to sleep."

Of course Pan Hui didn't discover the little secret between the two children. She closed the door and suddenly noticed that her daughter's ears turned slightly red.

"Is it hot? If so, turn on the fan."

"not hot."

Fang Qing hurried back to her room, leaving her mother confused.

"This kid."

"boom."

After closing the bedroom door, Fang Qing, who had always been victorious in the confrontations over the years but had lost miserably this time, felt very upset and picked up her cell phone.

"Don't leave if you dare."

Look.

People are actually all the same.

Even though he lost, he was unwilling to admit defeat.

The other party followed suit, and a copy-pasted expression [smiley face] popped up in the chat box

How do you say that?

Shrimp and pork heart!

Fang Qing's chest heaved, worthy of being a legal elite. She quickly recalled that the other party had not fulfilled the agreement, and started typing.

"Transfer the five thousand dollars to me!" (End of this chapter)