Chapter 58

Fang Zheng squatted in front of him with a watermelon in his arms, dug up a watermelon and stuffed it in his mouth.

Xu Haodong stopped complaining immediately.

"My daughter-in-law still loves me."

Fang Zheng is sitting on the rocking chair eating watermelon, while Xu Haodong is brushing his shoes.

Fang Zheng thinks that he will be very sad. This old wound is full of remorse and guilt. This pair of porcelain dolls always reminded him not to trust people easily, not to go to crowded places, and not to be surrounded and ridiculed by others.

But he has a sense of relief, people always have to look forward, rather than trapped in the past.

With Xu Haodong's nagging voice, Fang zhengsleeps and sleeps.

One by one, people came out of the window like bamboo shoots after another. Some people broke in, and then all these people broke in and surrounded him.

Ha ha ha!

He is a

"Daughter in law, daughter in law?"

Fang Zheng wakes up and sees Xu Haodong standing in front of him. The laughter seemed to be still there.

"Let's go back to bed. There are many mosquitoes here. Let's go."

Fang Zheng looked around. Oh, there were only two of them at home.

The sweat on his back subsided and Xu Haodong took him back to the room to sleep.

Just feel to dream, Xu Haodong's leg on the pressure on the body, very good, successfully hit Fang Zheng wake up several times, dream? hasn't got time! This night, I fought with Xu Haodong's legs, pushed them away on the body, pushed them away on the body. Again and again, in the middle of the night, Fang Zheng was sleepy and fell asleep.

I had no sleep all night. In the morning, I was dragged to the teahouse by Xu Haodong to help.

Fang Cong calls Fang Zheng carefully, fearing that Fang Zheng's mood is not right these two days.

"My marriage to Li Ke is settled. If we don't have a wedding, we will get a marriage certificate. His parents want to buy us a house. We don't plan to buy it now. We want to have a look."

"Yes."

"I still like wedding dress. I really want to wear it. I like two sets of wedding dress, one without sleeves and the other with big skirt. Would you help me choose one?"

"Send me the picture in the evening, and I'll help you to have a look. Elder sister, you say the point, I am very busy

"Are you busy drawing? Don't you mean this time off? Your hands are not ready yet. "

"I'm in the teahouse. Haodong dragged me over to help. There are so many guests today that I need to collect money."

"Yes? Then get to your own business first. Don't think about it

"You spend 69, sister. I'm dead."

Fang Zheng hangs up in a hurry, and Fang Cong's big stone falls to the ground. It seems that Fang Zheng has no influence and seems to be more active than before.

Good thing, send it to Xu Haodong, thank you, Xu Haodong busy only reply her a question mark, what do you mean? Thank me for what?

Fang Cong thinks that it's a great good thing that Xu Haodong is disturbing Fang Zheng's dull life. Look, Fang Zheng is too busy to think about it.

Not only have no time to think, but also busy feet.

When Xu Haodong and Fang Zheng cleaned up their room, they picked up a lot of paintings, all of which were early paintings of Fang Zheng. They didn't sell them, but they were still a little immature. They were reluctant to throw them away, but they couldn't sell them without throwing them away. They kept piling them up in a small warehouse. After picking them up, Xu Haodong simply chose some beautiful paintings, such as mountains, water, and Fang Zheng's paintings, which were all about the surrounding mountains, and hung them in the teahouse, The neighbors came to see it. They were very curious. The place where they lived day and night turned out to be so beautiful. They all came to guess where the place in the picture was.

After replacing some of the shabby tables and chairs in the teahouse and putting some flowers and plants on them, the teahouse immediately upgraded from a big bowl of tea to a petty bourgeois teahouse. The environment is better, and the tea is divided into three, six, nine and so on, which makes more profits.

What's particularly attractive is that after seven or eight days of hard work, they finally make a special literary and artistic petty bourgeoisie, which is unacceptable without affectation.

The most important thing is to conform to the style of this street.

In fact, it didn't cost much. Fang Zheng's paintings didn't cost much. All the flowers and plants were moved from Fang Zheng's house. The tables, chairs and benches cost a little, but nothing else has changed much.

Fang Zhenghui is good at aesthetics. He knows how to put it. He has good taste and style. With this way, the teahouse is particularly attractive.

There were so many guests that they were very busy.

Busy is a good thing, busy is full.

Busy almost, Fang Zheng's hand injury is basically good, Jiang Xiaobai specially came to see if Fang Zheng's injury is good.

They started drawing.

Xu Haodong opened his eyes. I didn't expect to draw so much.

From the living room, we started to set the table. The table with the same height and width was ten meters long. Then we laid the board on the table. There was no seamless stitching. When we laid the sketch paper, the most important thing we said when we opened the paper was to be careful and slow down.

On the board, the two of them began to draw lines. They had discussed this for a long time, and their division of labor was very clear.

Jiang Xiaobai painted the scenery while Fang Zhenghua painted the spirits and ghosts of the mountain.

The theme is that the mountain god makes up beside the water. The mountain god is a woman, the main body, surrounded by elves and goblins. In the early morning, before the sun comes out, when the mist disperses.Two meters wide and ten meters long, they sketched out a little bit, then drew a line draft. They spent five or six days correcting, discussing, and finalizing the draft. Then they put the sketch paper on the canvas to see through the draft.

I haven't started painting yet. More than ten days have passed.

They are both half tired.

Jiang Xiaobai came down from the high chair with a sore back and fell into the sofa.

"It's not human work!"

Fang Zheng also got off the high stool. Xu Haodong held his waist and sat on one side of the chair, rubbing Fang Zheng's shoulder and neck.

"Is it sour?"

"Up, my neck hurts."

"The muscles are stiff. Relax."

Kneading and pinching, Fang Zheng turns his neck with his movements. The tight and stiff muscles begin to be less sore. Xu Haodong kneads his neck all the time, knocks down his cervical spine and pinches his waist. Fang Zheng leans forward and lies on the sofa. Xu Haodong has strength in his hands. He holds his waist with his two hands and pushes up and down with his thumb. The waist muscles began to relax.

"My waist is so sour."

Jiang Xiaobai is in pain. Originally, his waist is stiff, and he has to spare a hand to stretch back. He hammers his waist for himself, but his back pain doesn't relieve, and his arm starts to hurt again.

"Fang Zheng, you..."

Jiang Xiaobai wants to ask Fang Zheng if your back hurts. When he looks up, he sees Fang Zheng lying comfortably on the sofa. A professional masseur is massaging him.

Jiang Xiaobai turns over with her teeth. Looking at the ceiling is a little loveless.

"I want to die."

"What for?"

"I don't know how stupid I am. I'm painting with you, and I'm forced to eat dog food. Who can I be bullied by this kind of treatment? Just because I don't have a boyfriend, I should hammer my waist for myself. I'm envious to see that you have a professional masseuse? I can't compare people. I want to die when I compare them. "

Jiang Xiaobai thinks he is a fool. Why does he come here to paint with Fang Zheng? Isn't he taking the initiative to eat dog food?

He deserves to be abused.

Fang Zheng's arm is in Xu Haodong's hand. Xu Haodong rubs his upper arm and pulls his arm to shake and stretch it.

"Don't be like this, Mr. Jiang. Although I can't give you a massage, I have prepared a gift for you."

Xu Haodong gives Jiang Xiaobai a massage hammer. It's wooden. It's quite long and can be used to knock on the whole body. The elderly people in the parks all like to use it to knock on the body, head, leg and back.

Jiang Xiaobai was stunned. As a result, Fang Zheng accepted the whole body massage service. He was so comfortable that he almost narrowed his eyes. It was like an old cat in the sun stretching a two foot long waist and changing its posture to continue to receive the massage.

Tips are not required, massage skills in place, 24-hour standby private masseuse.

Looking back, a three foot massage hammer. Knock yourself.

The gap between people is so big.

"I'm dead."

Envy, jealousy and hatred are beyond anger!

Hum!

Bullying singles!

Fang Zheng stood up and moved his waist. It didn't hurt any more.

Don't bully Jiang Xiaobai, Jiang Xiaobai's appearance is eager to eat this massage!

"I'll pinch it for you."

"Well, no need. I'll fix a massage chair myself."

There is a mountain to rely on, but there is no mountain to be independent. Jiang Xiaobai turns envy and hatred into wisdom. Isn't it massage? What's the point? A massage chair is more comfortable.

Fang Zheng is funny. He looks like Xu Haodong. Xu Haodong knows what he wants without him.

"Cook, eat braised elbows."

Fang Zheng nodded. He liked it. Jiang Xiaobai's mouth was curled. Hum, cooking is also what Fang Zheng likes to eat. Why don't you ask yourself what to eat? "What does Mr. Jiang eat?"

"Braised fish!"

Jiang Xiaobai is very impolite and orders directly.

"You two don't draw any more. Let's go out and have fun. It's been boring for two days."

"I'll go out for a walk, so that you can go?"

"No, I'm tired. I want to have a rest."

Jiang Xiaobai especially has the self-knowledge of light bulb. He shakes his mobile phone and calls me after dinner. I don't know why you don't come back before dinner.

He left, Xu Haodong cooking is also simple, braised elbow yesterday all stewed, get a rice on the line.

Pick vegetables, throw garlic to Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng just want to lie down, had to sit up to peel garlic.

"Can we finish it in two months?"

"I don't think so. It's too big and contains a lot of content."

"Can we ask Jiang Xiaobai for food?"

Xu Haodong stretched his neck and looked out. Jiang Xiaobai didn't come back. He lowered his voice and was shocked.

"He's thinner than you, and he's not taller than you, but he eats three times as much as you. My daughter-in-law, our rice is declining. He's been living in our house for more than ten days, and I've bought a bag of rice!"Fang Zheng laughs.

"He's a big eater!"

"More than that, daughter-in-law, when you finished painting last night, I wanted to make you a snack, so I wanted to make fried rice for you. I remember there was half a pot of rice in the electric rice cooker. As soon as I got to the kitchen, he was eating with the pot in his arms."

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