Money is still very important. Even the male protagonist Wang Busheng has to sacrifice for it. Without money, he can't buy a mobile phone. Without a mobile phone, how can he fall in love with his little sweetheart? There are so many shameless people nowadays. Wang Busheng was worried that the poachers were too skilled.
I originally thought that Wang Busui would say a few words, I love you, I love you, I love you all the time, and I don’t want to be separated every second. How could I have thought that this person with no taste would ask for money in this situation? , it was obvious that Zhang Jinghui was not very happy.
Seeing that Zhang Jinghui was angry, Wang Busui hurriedly explained, "Sister, listen to me, I accidentally lost the money that Xiaojun gave me to buy a mobile phone to recharge the phone bill. I can't contact Xiaojun without a mobile phone. There is no way to contact him. How can I become the son-in-law of your Zhang family?"
Because everything is intertwined, money is really important. Linked to happiness.
After hearing what Wang Bushit said, Zhang Jinghui became even more angry. She pointed at Wang Bushit's forehead and said angrily, "I just thought you were greedy for money and lustful, and you only have three things to do. I didn't expect you also like gambling. Humph, you don't learn well at a young age." .
"Sister, I was wrong." Wang Busui hurriedly admitted his mistake sincerely, "I promise to quit sex, no, quit drugs, and I will cut off my penis to accompany Hao Liande if I continue to gamble."
"It's good to know. A small amount of gambling will make you happy, but a big amount of gambling will hurt your health. It's better not to touch gambling." Although Zhang Jinghui said this, she didn't care in her heart. After all, her own donkey was good at it, but she The family has money, so they are not afraid of losing, but the king is not dead. If he imitates other people's gambling just after he has solved the problem of food and clothing, isn't he courting death?
"Yes, sister said it very well," she said with a good attitude in admitting her mistake. If it weren't for the relatively few entertainment activities in the Ming Empire, and if it wasn't for the wealthy party and Zhu Wuyi who won a lot, otherwise I wouldn't be obsessed with gambling. How could I have thought about it? I often wet my trousers while walking by the river. I met Mr. Nice Guy, the God of Gamblers, and lost all my money. Apart from that, I am still a gentleman and don't have any bad habits. "Look at this money, sister."
"I will send you a mobile phone tomorrow"
"Sister, a mobile phone costs tens of thousands, how embarrassing it is."
"Well, let's forget it"
"Oh, no, sister, you're just kidding. One of us will give it to the other, and I can't be too outspoken." He hugged Zhang Jinghui's waist intimately, and Wang Bushi smiled shamelessly.
"Hypocritical" turned around to face Wang BuSi, holding Wang BuSi's face with both hands. Well, Zhang Jinghui was about the same height as Wang BuSi, so there was no discomfort in this action. Zhang Jinghui said, "Wang Bu die, you have to work hard, my sister is waiting for you to become our Zhang family."
Wang Busheng also said sincerely, "Sister, don't worry, I will never be a human unless I become your Zhang family member."
Some people say that the vows they made were mistakes made, but there are also many people who live for the vows, fight, work hard, and climb the unachievable peak.
The autumn rain came earlier this year than in previous years, and it was pouring and soon wet the mossy road. The vendors selling breakfast hurriedly set up their tents. Life always likes to create difficulties for those who get up early, and for those who get up early. People who work hard will provide stumbling blocks, blows and setbacks. Men should strengthen themselves and kick them away.
Zhang Jinghui rolled down the car window and looked at Wang Busheng under the eaves through the rain curtain. She felt too much nostalgia and reluctance to let go. Zhang Jinghui opened her mouth and shouted softly, "Wang Busheng, I love you."
Tonight, Zhang Jinghui feels as if tomorrow is the end of the world, letting herself go to her heart's content, loving as much as she wants, loving boldly, not timid, no longer timid.
Looking at the figure under the eaves, a few lines of clear tears slipped from Zhang Jinghui's eyes, dripped, merged into the rain, disappeared, evaporated midway, or flowed into the sea.
"Maybe this is the last time I will express my love. Tomorrow you will be my sister's boyfriend, and I will still be the strong woman who doesn't hold back on talking or laughing. Work, work, keep working."
Roll up the window, start the vehicle, and soon Zhang Jinghui disappears into the rain, hopefully not forever.
Wang Bushit, who was standing under the eaves, did not leave in a hurry. He looked at the direction in which Zhang Jinghui disappeared and stood for a long time. What is emotion? Is it the sweetness of drinking honey? Is it that one person laughs and a few people cry.
The cold rain beat down on Wang Bu's body, but it did not extinguish his fiery heart. If he became famous, he would get more money and marry more wives. At worst, he would really rise up and become the emperor. When the time comes, Zhang Luzi would not want to marry. Make him into donkey meat and burn it.
A piece of clothing was draped over her body from behind, and a female voice said softly, "Is she the eldest sister or the second sister?"
Wang Budie came to his senses and turned around to look. Fortunately, Leng Bingbing knew that if this was his enemy, he would most likely die.
But seeing Leng Bingbing standing here, Wang Bushit's whole body became even colder. His third daughter-in-law had been a killer before. If she knew that he was messing around, would she be angry and stab herself a few times?
"Uh, ah. Sister Leng, what did you just say?" Wang Busheng began to pretend to be confused.
Without replying to Wang Bu's words, Leng Bingbing looked at the rain curtain in the distance, as if speaking naturally to himself or to Wang Bu's ears, "Sister is very good", then Leng Bingbing turned around and stepped into the threshold, as if thinking of something, and then said, "It's night." It’s deep, it’s already cold, my husband, please take a rest early.”
Looking at Leng Bingbing's leaving figure, Wang Bushit was filled with doubts. What did Leng Bingbing mean? And when he saw that he was intimate with another woman, why didn't she run away and take action? It was okay to call herself a few words like a beast, right? , could this be a cold-hearted suspicion strategy? She planned to do it at night.
Many people are destined to be sleepless today. Wang Busheng is lying on the bed, recalling every detail of his two lives. In his last life, it was more difficult to find a partner than in heaven and earth. But this life is good. Three of them came at once, and it is difficult for him to find a partner. Choice, although I am quite good, good-looking, and have some money, but is this a bit too greedy? Ask the gods in the sky if I should give up two of them. If so, please give me some reaction. Okay, if you don't respond, just take it as supporting my decision, work hard and work hard, and strive to become the happiest man in the world, one, three, five, two, four, six, wash, cook and warm the bed.
Leng Bingbing didn't fall asleep either. Not far away were Xiaohong and the other girls. Women are sentimental, not to mention Leng Bingbing, who had never felt any family affection since she was a child. This period with Wang Busheng was Leng Bingbing's happiest day. There was no one, and she didn't want to It disappears like this, it ends like this. It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. What you don’t get will be heartbreaking for a while, and what you get and lose will be heartbreaking for a lifetime. Leng Bingbing, who was bleeding but not crying, also had mist in his eyes.
As the main party involved in the incident, Zhang Jingjun naturally couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned on the bed in a daze, not even noticing that half of the white rabbit was exposed.
He got up and went downstairs, pouring himself a cup of black tea. This was some tea that Wang Bu died before he left, but the tea he brewed was always not as good as Wang Bu's.
The door opened, and Zhang Jinghui walked into the room wet, waking up Zhang Jingjun who was still thinking wildly.
"Sister, why are you back just now? Look, you are all wet." He picked up a towel and helped Zhang Jinghui wipe her hair.
"Ah, I just went out to do some errands." He took the towel and wiped his face. There should be no traces left, Zhang Jinghui thought in her mind,
He looked at Zhang Jingjun and said, "Xiaojun, why haven't you fallen asleep so late?"
Pulling her sister to sit down on the sofa, lying on Zhang Jinghui's knees, Zhang Jingjun replied, "Sister, I can't sleep."
Picking up the blanket and covering Zhang Jingjun's body, Zhang Jinghui said with a smile on her face, "Our little Junjun is also worried. Please tell me quickly and tell my sister."
"Sister, you know, it's not about the king's death." Zhang Jingjun muttered and continued, "I'm going out to film a movie. This time I'm away for a long time. I won't be back until the end of the year. I'm not worried about me." Without Wang BuSi, this boy can't stand the loneliness. Hongxing cheated on me and cuckolded me, so I got a few more sisters."
"Uh, ah, why do you think so? If you like Wang Bushu, he will naturally like you too. How can you find other women? Xiaojun, you must have confidence in him and yourself," Zhang Jinghui His face was red, wasn't he the one who provoked Hongxing?
"Hehe, that's true. Apart from you, sister, who else in the entire Ming Empire is prettier than me, better than me, gentler than me, and more considerate than me? If Wang Busei did something sorry for me, it's because he is blind. , picked the sesame seeds and lost the watermelon,”
"Sister, I am not as good-looking as you, not as good as you, not as gentle as you, and not as considerate. If you say you are number one, no one dares to recognize you as number two." Looking at this delicate face, Zhang Jinghui couldn't help but touch her a few times.
Sticking out her tongue and showing a cute smile, Zhang Jingjun said naughtily, "Hee hee, I'm as good-looking as my sister, as good as mine, as gentle as mine, and as considerate."
Pinching the tip of Zhang Jingjun's nose, Zhang Jinghui advised, "Just say it at home. If you say it outside, you won't be laughed at."
"Hehe, I'll just say it at home." He turned around and hugged Zhang Jinghui's waist, pressing his face against Zhang Jinghui's belly, just like when he was a child, "Sister, you haven't been in love before, you don't know, I just left not long ago I started to miss him."
So why not myself? People in love always want to hold each other together all the time. If you and I are separated from each other for a second, it will be a huge harm. But what about you, what should you do?
"Is he really that good?" Zhang Jinghui couldn't help but ask
After thinking about it, Zhang Jingjun said, "Hehe, he really doesn't have any merit, he's not handsome, and he's not as tall as you, sister."
Zhang Jinghui wanted to say that the two of them were about the same height and had just competed tonight, so a kiss would be appropriate.
Zhang Jingjun continued, "To be honest, he is far from the Prince Charming in my heart. But when I met him for the first time, I felt as if I had known him for a long time. The second time I saw him, I wanted to tell him Talk. The third time I saw him, I didn’t want to leave him. I wanted to give him a baby and never be separated from him for the rest of my life.”
The sun sets over the western mountains. Under the setting sun, the two skeletal old men still hold hands and sing "Tears of Happiness".
"Maybe there really are past and present lives, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, the Seventh Princess and Dong Yong," Zhang Jinghui said.
"I don't want to be like them. I want everything to be smooth sailing with our Wang Busheng without any setbacks."
I am too small-minded to bear so much confusion and pessimism.
"By the way, sister, do you think grandpa will accept us?" Zhang Jingjun looked at Zhang Jinghui eagerly.
Looking at Zhang Jingjun's expectant eyes, Zhang Jinghui wanted to lie to her, but well, hard work is not a person's business, "Xiaojun, do you think grandpa will be willing? Now Wang Busheng is just a small businessman with no power." She has no reputation, and if the second young lady of a British government married an ordinary person, she would not be laughed at to death."
It was obvious that Zhang Jingjun was in a depressed mood again, "Really, it's just a date, there are so many distinctions between high and low. As long as I like him and he likes me, that's fine."
"Xiaojun, you are too whimsical. You still respect the older generation if you are well-matched. It is still difficult for you to be with Wang Busheng easily." Zhang Jinghui had to remind Zhang Jingjun earlier,
"Then what should I do? I will die without the king. How about I elope with him? If the Ming Empire cannot survive, we will go to the Japanese pirates, to Annan, or if it doesn't work, we will go to the beautiful country. In short, we won't let grandpa find him. that is".
Zhang Jingjun said, "Put away your unrealistic ideas and think about elopement. You don't even want your sister anymore."
"How about we bring my sister along? Wang Busheng is very good. At worst, we can marry my sister as well."
A chestnut hit Zhang Jingjun on the forehead and said "nonsense"
"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts, isn't Empress E's daughter-in-law pretty good too?"
"We are so good, how could we take advantage of that kid?" Looking out the window, maybe some people will really be taken care of by the gods in the sky.
"Sister, you will help me, right?" Looking at Zhang Jinghui pitifully, the fragile Zhang Jingjun could not accept the pain of losing Wang Busheng.
"Now that I know I'm afraid, why didn't you tell me in advance when we were dating someone?"
"Isn't it true that I can't help myself and can't bear it anymore?"
"You, you, I'm really convinced by you." Zhang Jinghui continued, "I'm going to find your king tonight."
"You went to see him, how was it? Is he very good?" Zhang Jingjun hurriedly sat up and asked, People in love always like their lover to be recognized by the people closest to them.
"Um, it's okay, don't interrupt."
Zhang Jingjun shut her mouth obediently, and Zhang Jinghui continued, "We have reached an agreement on cooperation,"
"Really, thank you sister." Although Zhang Jingjun doesn't know much about business, he also knows the strength of his family. With the support of the Zhang family, Wang Busheng will always act like a fool, and it is not impossible to get ahead.
"Don't worry, sister will help you. You are all my closest relatives."
"Thank you sister, you are really my biological sister," Zhang Jingjun said passionately as she pressed against Zhang Jinghui's chest, like a king who is immortal, "Sister, you have been guarding me like this all your life, don't leave me, okay?"
Holding Zhang Jingjun tightly in his arms, "Okay, I will stay with you forever."
