divorce?
A thunderbolt sounded in Walter's mind!
"As for that...I just want my children to go to school."
Blake didn't take it seriously and said: "What? You are still reluctant to let go. Your wife was famously beautiful when she was young, but now she is tired of seeing her for more than 20 years. Besides, this is a temporary measure, and you can leave her. Good luck! Everything will be easier after the children go to school."
Walter's breathing became heavier and felt like it was stuck in his throat for a moment.
At that time, he was a well-known intellectual in the slums, and the woman he married was naturally coveted by others.
Although this stinky bitch in the house is very annoying now, I have the urge to chop her to death every day.
But after all, they have lived together for more than 20 years and have children.
This feeling is so bizarre and absurd, just thinking about it makes me feel like a piece of my life has been peeled off bloody.
In order to send your children to school, you have to spend money from the beginning and now you have to break up the whole family?
After struggling for a long time, Walter had to admit the reality.
It seems that this is the only way to do it, after all, the son is important.
Walter gritted his teeth and said, "If there is anything else that needs my attention, please tell me."
Blake said: "Have you decided? If you are determined, I will help you. There are still many things that need to be taken care of later, but I am a businessman now, and my help cannot be in vain... Just treat me to Hongromantic and take a bath as payment. How is it?"
Walter's heart skipped a beat: "Okay! Let's go now!"
...
"Welcome to Red Romance, please come in, gentlemen! Hold your cards."
Following a shout from the waiter at the door, the two of Walter entered the red romance.
After taking off their clothes, the two entered the bathtub.
The bathing hall was filled with water vapor, and Walter was extremely reserved, but Blake relaxed a lot, and was obviously a regular visitor.
The two of them soaked in the pool, and Blake breathed a long sigh of relief: "It's comfortable."
"Don't feel comfortable yet. If your child needs to go to school, is there anything else you need to pay attention to? Tell me quickly?" Walter said impatiently.
"Damn, didn't this just get washed? Why don't you ask me to go up to the third floor and explain the whole big job to you?" Blake said dissatisfied.
"What do you mean by big job?"
"Oh, I'm really impressed with you. I don't know whether to praise you for your honesty or to say that you only have candles in your head. Why don't you understand the world at all? Forget it, let me do charity work!" Blake Cursing and cursing.
"There's no objection to changing the pornographic book and the house now, right?"
"right."
"Then there is another issue that needs to be paid close attention to. Although the students are all in Dajing's experimental primary school, there are still good and bad schools. Do you understand that classes will be divided in the future? There are good classes and bad classes. Do you hope If your child is good, you should naturally send him to a good class."
"I have a way to help you contact the school teacher. Take some money and buy a box of the Shenxintong oral liquid that is popular in the city recently. That thing is hard currency. The Pope is drinking it, and now he is giving it as a gift! "
Walter looked embarrassed: "The money is fine, but how about not sending Shenxintong oral liquid? I heard it's quite expensive."
"Hey! No, this stuff has to be given as a gift. It's more valuable than money." Blake touched his chin and sighed, "That's really good stuff. If you drink it at night, you will fall unconscious and you will have to run to the toilet the next day. What do people from Dajing say...it's called clearing bowels and removing intestinal toxins."
Walter nodded helplessly: "Is there more?"
"Yes, you have to go in person to give the teacher a gift, right? The clothes you are wearing are not good enough. Many clothing stores in the inner city have bought a batch of cultural shirts from Dajing. Go buy one and change into it."
"What is a cultural shirt?"
"It's just a short coat with two small sleeves. It's quite easy to wear. It has the word Dajing written in the middle. Remember to tell the shopkeeper to buy the one with 'I love Dajing'. Many teachers are Dajing people, people will benefit from this, and it will leave a good impression on others."
"I...I really have no money. Is there a cheaper way?"
"Hey, forget it, I'll lend you as much as you want first, and you can pay it back gradually. We are buddies, and you will be smarter about making money in the future. In the past few days, I have taken the time to help you personally. Right." Blake sighed.
"Blake." Walter's eyes flashed.
"What's wrong."
"you are nice."
.......
Blake's efficiency was very high, and everything was done in three days.
The yellow list has been corrected and a house has been bought.
Walter also successfully divorced.
Now I just need to move into a new house and wait for the school to notify me of enrollment.
The only bad thing is that Walter owes a lot of debt, but fortunately, my brother is not in a hurry to get it.
On this day, two people appeared in the slums.
Walter looked at his old friend and asked in confusion: "Why are you coming back with me?"
Blake looked up at the sky: "Isn't my family like this too? Although this place is dilapidated, I have lived in it for half my life. I'll come back with you to take a look."
Walter wholeheartedly agrees.
Blake is an emotional person! He really didn't realize it before, but now that he has money, his life has changed for the better.
When he arrived at home, Walter opened the tattered wooden door of the wooden house and shouted excitedly inside: "Honey, we can move today. Let's move into the building and pack up quickly."
The wife's voice came from inside the house: "Part of it has been packed at the door. You can take it over first."
Walter looked towards the corner, and sure enough he had already packed up a pile.
He shouted again, happily hugged his luggage and ran towards the community.
We have moved to a new home, and my children will be able to go to school soon.
I can still work and earn money. In the future, my children will earn a lot of money after they graduate!
The future life is wonderful!
Not long after he left, Blake's figure came out from next door and crept into the house.
"Are you there, baby?"
The wife hurriedly walked out of the back room and glanced outside: "He's gone?"
"Look at all your virtues, why are you still sneaking around?" Blake said and hugged her into his arms.
"Damn it! I really belong to you!" His wife looked shy and leaned into his arms, whispering softly, "You have so many women outside, I thought you had to hang around all the time."
Blake smiled evilly: "How can a wild woman be as exciting as you!"
"Rogue~"
"From now on, you can follow me to eat and drink in the inner city. Let's talk about what we want to buy and play. I'll show you all at once!"
"I want to go to Taoyuan Golden Concert Hall. I heard that ladies all love to listen to the song 'Perfume Is Poisonous' sung there. Many people went home and cried for several nights after listening to it."
"I've heard it before. I don't know what Jiji Waiwai is singing!"
"What do you know? I asked someone. This is a song written by a nobleman from Dajing. It expresses women's sorrow and miserable experiences from a woman's point of view. How do you think a man can write such a song? He Must be a love-struck, the greatest artist in the world."
"Ah, yes, yes, do whatever you like! Hurry up and pack your things and follow me home. Walter will come back later." Blake said impatiently.
"No," the wife said hesitantly, "our son hasn't come back yet."
Blake was silent, his expression a little heavy.
He held his wife tightly in his arms and sighed: "My brother's life is miserable. He has never made any money in his life, and he still owes a lot of debt. I don't know how many years the shabby house will last. It's all because of half-reading." He was harmed!"
"Hey... let's leave our son to him."
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