Chapter 33: Thirty-two times

Tong Qing sat on the bed for a while and looked at her daughter slightly. The little girl was probably tired. She slept soundly at this moment. Her soft hair had a few covering her forehead and covered her eyes. Qi Qing stretched out her hand and gently opened it, revealing a small, clean forehead. She closed her eyes and looked more like Feng Jincheng. She didn't know what dreams she had made, and her little mouth slightly raised a large arc. She suddenly giggled a few times, Crispy outside.
Tong Qing froze for a moment, can't help but smile, it's so good to be a child, and all things in life are happy. Even if you are not happy, you can cry a lot. It is vaguely remembered that she was so relaxed when she was a child. Nowadays Her life was heavy as if she were carrying a mountain, and she was extremely depressed.
Xi Qing originally thought very well. Since she could not reach Feng Jincheng, for Xiaoxue, she and Feng Jincheng were as close as ordinary couples. However, Qi Qing now found it difficult, at least she couldn't do it, maybe one day She doesn't love him anymore, and maybe she can do it. When she loves him, she can't really be indifferent.
A Zhang Lu struggled for a few years. In fact, Tong Qing also believed that Feng Jincheng had no derailment relationship with Zhang Lu, that is, the ambiguousness between men and women. If there is really any? It is estimated that Zhang Lu could not sit still, and has been staring at Mrs. Feng's seat side by side all these years, Qi Qing has been tired for her.
And even if she blocked one Zhang Lu this time, and two or three Zhang Lus in the back, she may not be able to block it. The husband is not guilty and guilty of guilt. As long as she is Mrs. Feng for one day, it is the thorn in the eyes of others. These days She lived more tired than the two years she had left.
At the time, at least she would not be suspicious and jealous. She hid in the corner of another city and looked away, but she was at ease, and beside Feng Jincheng, she couldn't control them. , Qing Qing knows better than anyone, and Xiao Xue ...
After being familiar with these days, she can rest assured that her daughter has a grandfather who hurt her, and it is not bad to want to come without her. Besides, even if she divorces Feng Jincheng, she still has the right to visit, but it is a bit difficult for Feng Jincheng ...
The door rang outside, and Tong Qing lay down quickly and closed her eyes. She didn't want to face drunk Feng Jincheng. The man was good at taking advantage of all opportunities. After being drunk last time, just let her say I love you Losing his helmet and removing his armor, now I want to come, I'm really stupid, that's just a means of sealing Jincheng.
After thinking about this, Tong Qing felt more and more pathetic. The door was pushed open, bringing in a hint of wine, not rich, as if she didn't drink too much. Tong Qing closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, and she could clearly feel the bed around her. After that, her gaze stared at her face for a moment, sighing slightly, feeling that the wine was getting heavier, and a softness was suddenly printed on her forehead ...
Wu Qing's body was a bit stiff. Fortunately, Feng Jincheng had already stood up and walked out. The moment the door was closed, she opened her eyes and thought that the man was overbearing. She thought there was a fight. After all, She seemed to annoy him.
When Wu Qing said those words, she knew that there was no way back between the two, and with the pride of Feng Jincheng, those words she said might be more useful than quarreling with him.
Wu Qing thought very well, and was fully prepared, but he did not expect that the next day, he woke up, everything seemed to be exposed, just like the weather outside, the day before was hazy for the last two days. It became extremely sunny and the temperature rose.
While having breakfast, Feng Jincheng still used to read the newspaper habitually, staring at the babysitter to feed Xiaoxue for dinner, his face was not bad, he looked at her with a cheerful face, and after eating, Feng Jincheng held his daughter and said to Qing Qing: "Dad called yesterday to miss the baby, let's take the time to go, it's just today."
Wu Qing frowned. Feng Jincheng put down the newspaper and looked at her lightly. "The weather is good today, and the child should go out for outdoor activities. It is always boring at home, which is not good for her health." Carrying out with Xiaoxue, Qi Qing could only be silent.
Sitting in the car, Qing Qing felt that she was a waste of firewood. She was divorced, and she couldn't figure out how to go back and forth. She was far from Feng Jincheng's opponent. She went further. He took a step back and she took a step back. He went further. She punched hard, but just like hitting cotton, she wanted to quarrel. Faced with this kind of Feng Jincheng, she didn't know how to start.
Tong Qing looked sideways to the window, the weather was really good, the wind was not strong, and the sun was very warm. There was such a weather in the winter and the moon, but it was not available. There was no music in the car, but it was not quiet. Xiaoxue, lying on the window, asked questions, looking at everything fresh and curious about everything, Xiaokou hasn't stopped since she got in the car ...
When the car entered the community, when she got out of the car, Tong Qing saw Zhang Lu standing in the small courtyard. Today is not a holiday. Even if Zhang Lu's TV station is even better, there is no reason to rest on Tuesday. Then she is waiting for the brocade. City? How did she know they would come over today.
Wu Qing found that she could not put an end to the suspicion in her heart, and Zhang Lu's eyes still passed her, and fell on Feng Jincheng, as if there was some resentment, which was not in line with her temperament. However, there is a strong sense of pity that I see.
Wu Qing admires Zhang Lu very much, and can interpret all the faces of a woman very well. When it is strong, it is weak. When it is weak, it is weak. Unlike her, when it is strong, it is not strong. When it is weak, it is partial. Death.
It was Zhang Yan who opened the door. On this day, everyone seemed to be very busy. Tong Qing was sensitive and found that her father and Zhang Yan were a little bad, and the atmosphere in the room was a bit nervous. I wonder if it was Her illusion.
After having lunch, Xiaoxue was sleepy. The nanny took the child into the room to sleep, and there were a few adults in the living room. Zhang Yan took out a very rare set of tea set, boiled water, cooked tea, and the tea scented. After a while, the room was filled with a light tea fragrance, refreshing.
Zhang Yan smiled: "This is black tea, an authentic Zhengshan race. I brought it with you. Can you try it, Jincheng is not authentic?" Zhang Yan's intention of courting is too obvious, and the obvious cricket is so dull People are easily aware.
In fact, Zhang Yan's force is very straightforward. In a sense, Zhang Yan is far more difficult to deal with than her sister, and the purpose is very clear.
"Listen to Little Heron, did you meet in Paris?"
As soon as Zhang Yan spoke, Qi Sheng coughed slightly, and scanned Qing Qing with a frown, interrupting her by frowning: "What to do with this?" Zhang Yan glanced at Qing Qing intentionally or unintentionally: "What's this? All Relatives, Xiao Qing won't be so careful, right? "
The typical one got cheap and sold well. Tong Qing put down the small tea cup in her hand and looked up at the two sisters who were obviously unwilling to smile suddenly. "My little careless eyes don't matter? It's because I look at the two words written in the newspaper. That's great ... "
Zhang Lu's face changed slightly, and she looked at Qi Qing a little bit by accident. She was about to get used to the silence and indifference of Qi Qing, and was a bit frightened by Qi Qing's sudden sharp words.
Feng Jincheng frowned, staring at Tong Qing side by side, and the atmosphere was a bit stiff. Zhang Yan grinned and said, "Jincheng, how have you said this tea?" In one sentence, it broke the stiff situation.
The tea was almost gone, Zhang Yan suddenly said, "Jincheng, I have something to discuss with you. I have performed a lot in the past few years, and I have a little savings under my hand. Although this house is good, it is a little far away, and usually performs. It's not convenient, I want to change to a bigger one, this house ... "
She didn't finish talking, and Pu Sheng stood up for a moment: "I told you a few times. If you want to buy a house, you can buy it yourself. I just don't care about buying the Qianmen building, but don't take the idea of ​​this house. This house has nothing to do with you. "
Zhang Yan's face changed: "It doesn't matter to me? I've been married to you for so many years, and I've been serving you inside and outside, waiting for you to eat and drink. Couldn't there be a nest in the end?"
Tong Sheng's old face flushed, especially in the face of his daughter-in-law, and his face was really unbearable. He said, "Anyway, it's a divorce. You can't move this house."
"The house in divorce is also half of mine. I want to get out of the house without a door." Zhang Yan, who tore her face, swept away her usual elegance, almost like a vixen.
Straight and straightforward, Zhang Lu glanced at Feng Jincheng and stood up and advised, "Sister, have something to say, what are you doing? What's the point of tearing your face?"
When Zhang Yan was reminded by her sister, she calmed down her emotions a little: "It ’s boring to tear my face? I also saw it early. I suffered and suffered in this house. In the end, nothing could be better. Let me make it clear to you! This house was bought by Jincheng, and said it was bought for your dad, but it was your name that was originally established. This is not possible, I think. There is no guarantee in the future. You have to The house is in my name, otherwise, I ca n’t live with your dad. "
Only then did Qing Qing understand that he had been here for a long time. For this reason, Qing Qing fell on his father, Yun Sheng's face was blue and ugly, and he seemed to be sitting on the sofa. Same as ten years old: "Zhang Yan, I agree to divorce, passbook is with you, I will give it to you, I do n’t want a penny, this house is Xiaoqing, if you try your best, do n’t go a corner, just leave. Don't lose your old face ... "
Halfway back, Feng Jincheng turned around and sent the child back to Feng Jia. When he came home, it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening. When he entered the door, Tong Qing, who was silent all the way, said, "Why did you buy my house in the first place? Feng? "Fang Jincheng frowned." You're my daughter-in-law, what's wrong with your name? "
Wu Qing was silent for a few seconds: "Find a day, let's go through the house transfer formalities, my mother's house is empty, and my dad will live there later!"
As soon as Feng Jincheng heard it, his face became overcast, took a deep breath, and said lightly: "I'm tired, I'll talk about these things later ..." He went directly into the study, and threw the door.
In the middle of the night, Yun Qing was awakened by the ringtone of her cell phone. It was her aunt who was on her father's side: "Hey, Yun Qing, come here, come here, your dad passed out ..."