My Best Wife

Chapter 139 Impulse (7)

Li Xiaoxiao opened the red wine, searched for a long time, did not find a red wine glass in Lao Bi's house, and finally poured two glasses of red wine with two disposable glasses. Looking at this cheap disposable cup filled with the valuable Lafite in 1982, this style of painting made Fang Zhiqiang feel unspeakable, just like the old Bi drove Li Xiaoxiao’s car to a small Going to eat street food stalls in the alley is the same style.

Of course, how is it possible to find a red wine glass in Lao Bi's house? Lao Bi and Fang Zhiqiang belong to the series of crude people, and they usually drink beer without using a glass to blow directly into the bottle.

"Strong son, happy Mid-Autumn Festival. I was embarrassed yesterday. I should have come to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with you, but I can't stay with my parents at home during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I'm sorry. Fortunately, I paid it tonight. I can make up and spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with you." Li Xiaoxiao said with a smile.

Seeing Li Xiaoxiao's innocent look, Fang Zhiqiang's heart was very warm. I don't know why, Li Xiaoxiao's smile can give people a very clean and pure feeling, without any pretentiousness.

"Thank you, Xiaoxiao, it is my greatest honor to have a friend like you." Fang Zhiqiang said with a smile, clinked glasses with Li Xiaoxiao, and drank a drink.

"Eat, you must be hungry. Eat more. These are the dishes you like to eat. I specially asked our nanny to teach me to cook these dishes." Li Xiaoxiao grinned and gave Fang Zhiqiang some dishes. How to eat, I have been watching Fang Zhiqiang eating.

"Thank you, have you been busy cooking such a table for a long time?"

"Yes, I came over after having lunch at home at noon, and then I went to the supermarket to buy vegetables, then I went home to study slowly, slowly picking and cutting vegetables, until you came back, everything was just done."

Fang Zhiqiang's eyes widened. According to Li Xiaoxiao's words, she cooked this meal for an entire afternoon and evening, which is really inefficient. But this time Fang Zhiqiang didn't ridicule Li Xiaoxiao any more, he just felt warm in his heart.

"I don't need to be so troublesome in the future, and there is no one else. I can do whatever I want to eat."

"That won't work. I do it to my heart. If you do it, I will become a meal."

"Well, anyway, thank you for making this great dinner for me personally. It is delicious. Come on, happy Mid-Autumn Festival." Fang Zhiqiang smiled and raised his glass and said to Li Xiaoxiao.

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival." Li Xiaoxiao also clinked his glasses. It was obvious that Li Xiaoxiao was very happy tonight, smiling from beginning to end.

"Oh, by the way, Xiaoxiao, I have something to tell you. This is your car key. I parked the car in the parking lot of XX shopping mall outside. You can just drive over by yourself tomorrow. I dare not stop. Downstairs, I’m afraid that the child will be scratched.” Fang Zhiqiang took out Li Xiaoxiao’s car key from his body and handed it to Li Xiaoxiao, and then said: “I looked at it, Lao Bi is still kind, in the car The fuel tank is full."

"Why did he drive the car over? Does he stop using the car?" Li Xiaoxiao asked strangely.

"I'm about to tell you about this. You can clean up your things later tonight. Tomorrow you will move back to live by yourself. Lao Bi and they will move back tomorrow. Your hard days are finally over. Happy?" Fang Zhiqiang said with a smile.

After hearing this, Li Xiaoxiao was stunned, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

"What's the matter? Why are you looking like this? Are you unhappy when you want to go back?" Fang Zhiqiang asked strangely.

"Unhappy, unhappy. Why are they moving back? Did Sister Liu Yan's parents leave?" Li Xiaoxiao said with a slumped mouth.

"This...it's a long story. It's going to go. It's going to go tomorrow. The two of them, how do you say it, is also a tragedy." Fang Zhiqiang thought of Lao Bi and Liu Yan and couldn't help sighing. Tone.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Li Xiaoxiao asked strangely.

Fang Zhiqiang took a sip of wine, and then slowly began to talk to Li Xiaoxiao about the relationship between Lao Bi and Liu Yan and Liu Yan's mother.

"Ah? How can sister Liu Yan's mother look like this? What's wrong with Old Bi? I think it's good. Besides, people say that they are persuading and not persuading, how can she deliberately beat the mandarin ducks like this . Is money so important? Love between two people is the most important." Li Xiaoxiao was also indignant after listening.

"Girl, not everyone thinks like you think that money is not important. For most people in this world, they think that money is the most important thing. In their opinion, money and happiness are equal. If you have enough money, you will have happiness. The more money you have, the happier you will be.” Fang Zhiqiang said lightly.

"Anyway, I don’t think so. I think money has nothing to do with love. If I really like someone, then it must be because I love him and he loves me, not because of other things. I want to love him, even if he is a Beggar I like him too, and I am willing to follow him to sleep on the street. If I don’t like him, even if he is a billionaire, I won’t take a second look. I think love should only be about love, not money and material Any connection. Otherwise, love will deteriorate. Like Liu Yan's mother, she is marrying her daughter, she is selling her daughter, selling her daughter for money." Li Xiaoxiao said dissatisfied.

"You, you don’t hurt your back when you stand and talk. Although I support your words, you can’t blame the world for being so vulgar. You grew up holding a golden key, and you don’t even know the hardships of ordinary people’s lives. You don’t know the importance of money to ordinary people. Although I really want to pretend that money is a son of a bitch, I have to say that money is indeed a good thing.” Fang Zhiqiang smiled and said, speaking. It seemed to be joking, but in fact Fang Zhiqiang was mocking himself. Only he knew the bitterness in his heart. It was just to make some money that he had been so miserable for so many years.

"I think so anyway." Li Xiaoxiao said with a narrowed mouth.

"We don't care about Lao Bi and Liu Yan's affairs. It is the family affair of their family. We are all outsiders. There is no room for us to intervene in this kind of thing, nor can we take care of it, nor can we help. Busy. You wait and see, tidy up everything in the evening, and see if there is anything I can help. When I go to work tomorrow morning, I will help you move things down and load them into the car. Old Bi will wait there. You, let Lao Bi move you upstairs after you load your things. I will clean up later. Starting tomorrow, I will go back to my basement."