MMB 131. Jia Dongxu Is Poor In Reality And Can Only Rely On Fantasy To Survive
131. Jia Dongxu Is Poor In Reality And Can Only Rely On Fantasy To Survive
"Woooo! I want to eat candy! Wow!" Sticker sat on the ground and acted like a baby.
"Ouch! My little ancestor, how could he have the money to buy sugar! Ouch!" Mrs. Jia Zhang didn't know how to persuade him.
Jia Zhang really wanted to snatch the candy from Li Fanghong's two children and give it to Stickong to eat, but Jia Zhang didn't dare to act, so he just thought about it.
"Don't cry, go home!" Mrs. Jia Zhang grabbed the stick's clothes with her hands and went home directly.
In this way, afternoon time came.
Li Fanghong got off work, so he closed the office door, and then came to the finance department, I, Qin Huairu.
But when Li Fanghong came to the finance department, he found that Qin Huairu was not there.
"Deputy Director, where is Qin Huairu?" Li Fanghong asked Deputy Director Xiaolan.
"Director Li Fanghong, Director Qin, she left work early," Xiaolan said.
At this moment, Xiaolan didn't tell Li Fanghong that Qin Huairu went home to cook her birthday dinner, and Xiaolan didn't know that Li Fanghong didn't even know that today was her birthday.
So Xiaolan didn't say anything, thinking that Ji Fanghong knew why Qin Huairu left work.
"Leaving get off work early? Are you sick? No way, I have strengthened Qin Huairu's body immunity in the past few years," Li Fanghong thought.
Then Li Fanghong left the building and came to the gate.
Li Fanghong walked into the security booth of the Security Section.
"Hey, good afternoon, Director General!" The security guards of the security department greeted Li Fanghong one after another.
"Well, good afternoon, Nanfanghong nodded lightly in return.
Be kind to the staff, create an amiable and good person, and you will be safe in the future.
It is very useful to build a good reputation early.
Li Fanghong came to the security booth of the security department and took the bicycle he had stored. Li Fanghong pushed the bicycle out of the security booth and rode his bicycle home.
Along the way, the sunset scenery is very beautiful. On the walls of the street and on the buildings, there are banners with passionate slogans on them.
It has a very sense of history and time.
Li Fanghong rode a bicycle and soon returned to the courtyard.
Li Fanghong happened to meet Jia Dongxu who was off work at this time.
Jia Dongxu looked at Li Fanghong's bicycle now, and to be honest, he started to envy again. Although he had been envious for a long time, he still couldn't help but envy.
Jia Dongxu always likes to imagine that he can live a happy life like Li Fanghong in the future.
At this moment, Li Fanghong ignored Jia Dongxu, but pushed his bicycle back to the courtyard, and placed the bicycle beside the door of his house.
Li Fanghong pushed open the door and went home.
"Daddy is back.~!" At this moment, the son and daughter happily came to Li Fanghong with a big drumstick in their hands.
"Hey~ my stinky son, and the little padded jacket," Li Fanghong squatted down, holding the two children in his arms.
"Huh? My good boy, do you two eat big chicken drumsticks today?" Li Fanghong asked dotingly.
"Yeah! It's your birthday today, Daddy! Mother said it~" son Li Qin replied in a childish voice.
"Oh? It's my birthday! What's the number today, number four? Ouch...it's my birthday today, I didn't even pay attention to the date," Li Fanghong patted his forehead with his hand.
Now Li Fanghong feels very happy in his heart. He forgot his birthday, but when he came home, he found that his beautiful wife Qin Huairu had prepared a birthday meal for him. This feeling is very good, great and very happy.
At this moment, Qin Huairu smiled at Li Fanghong with a bit of charm, and said, "You, I forgot to give my birthday to you at work."
"I haven't forgotten, I just don't pay much attention to my birthday." After all, men don't think birthdays are worth celebrating.
At this moment, Li Fanghong came to the food, washed his hands, "grabbed a piece of duck directly with his hands.
In fact, eating duck meat before meals, it tastes very good.
It feels better than when I have a formal meal. Anyway, Li Fanghong thinks so, but I don’t know if other people have this hobby.
Now, there is still a braised fish in the pot.
To make stewed fish in brown sauce, you have to deep-fry the fish again, which consumes a lot of fuel, and ordinary families dare not even think about it.
You must know that Jia Dongxu's family has no money to buy oil by the end of the month.
When Jia Dongxu wanted to satisfy his hunger, he had to have lunch at the iron and steel factory.
In the morning and dinner, Jia Dongxu ate clear soup with little water.
Right now, at Li Fanghong's house, braised fish is being cooked, so Li Fanghong sits on a chair and grabs a handful of salted peanuts that Qin Huairu bought from the Supply and Marketing Cooperative today.
Li Fanghong chewed one by one in his mouth, happily.
Li Fanghong thought, he is so happy, when he is bored at night, he can still read a book, eat salted peanuts, and exercise with Qin Huairu when he is free.
But at Jia Dongxu's house, Jia Dongxu's house is reluctant to turn on the lights at night, and Jia Dongxu has no money to buy melon seeds and peanuts, so Jia Dongxu can only lie on the bed in a daze at night.
At this time, someone will ask, doesn't Jia Dongxu have a wife, Liao Yuanyuan? But Liao Yuanyuan is so ugly, every time Jia Dongxu finishes that, he wants to vomit.
At this moment, Jia Dongxu was wandering in the courtyard, bored, and wanted to talk to someone.
But at this moment, Jia Dongxu felt guilty, and wanted to see how Li Fanghong was doing today and what to eat, so that he could use it as material for his fantasy life in his head.
In fact, how good Li Fanghong is, every time Jia Dongxu will remember it in his mind, and then Jia Dongxu turns around and lies on the bed, Jia Dongxu starts to imagine what Li Fanghong's life is like today and what delicious food he eats.
Then Jia Dongxu imagined that he could also live a good life like Li Fanghong.
Even sometimes, in Jia Dongxu's mind, he would be shameless and fantasize about having a super beautiful wife.
Ha ha!
Jia Dongxu has become a master of obscenity.
At this moment, Jia Dongxu quietly came to the door of Nanfanghong's house and slept by the window.
Through the undrawn window (Zhao Wang's) curtain, Jia Dongxu saw Li Fanghong in his room with his legs crossed, eating salted peanuts, chicken and fish on the table, and at the same time saw Qin Huairu giving Li Fanghong a very virtuous way. Fanghong cooks stir-fry!
Jia Dongxu was so envious of this.
*`w Hey! It’s a good day for Li Fanghong, I remember it in my head, looking back at the boring night, I just imagine myself living such a good life. "Jia Dongxu finished watching, and then left envious and hated.
Afterwards, Jia Dongxu returned to his home, sat on a chair, and asked Liao Yuanyuan, "What's for dinner tonight.
"There is no meat in cabbage and tofu." Jia Dongxu's wife Liao Yuanyuan replied.
When Jia Dongxu heard it, he felt uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, and then he sighed.
Jia Dongxu thought sadly, does his Jia Dongxu's beautiful life only exist in the fantasy in his head?
"Hey... I feel bad, I want to cry..." Jia Dongxu sighed.