My Best Wife

Xiao Man lowered her head, but her eyes were raised slightly. Her face was flushed and she looked at Fang Zhiqiang at this time, and stood there blankly. As for what Fang Zhiqiang had just said, she had no idea at all. There is only one scene, which repeats the scene where Fang Zhiqiang raised his eyebrows just now.

When he noticed Xiaoman's state, Fang Zhiqiang frowned in confusion. Why did he always feel that Xiaoman was weird today?

"Xiaoman, do you have something in your mind? You can tell me or Wanting, maybe we can help you."

The silly Fang Zhiqiang naturally couldn't feel it. Xiaoman already had such an uncontrollable emotional flame for him, rising in his little heart.

"No...no..."

After hearing Fang Zhiqiang's words, Xiao Man reacted, and ran to the house immediately.

Just walking past Fang Zhiqiang's side, Xiaoman completely closed her eyes. She could feel her hot cheeks, and she knew that her face must be red like an apple at this time.

However, she also knows what kind of relationship she has with Huang Wanting. As a girl, she looks at Huang Wanting every day, including Huang Wanting's drawing of numbers on the next page on the calendar. Although Huang Wanting hasn't stated it explicitly, Xiaoman I have probably guessed it.

Therefore, she must control her inner emotions, and she must also control her counterpart Zhiqiang's feelings, even if it is just a little flame, she must put it out!

Because, in Xiaoman's heart, it is sinful!

After approaching the room, Xiaoman tried to make himself look the same as usual, smiled at Huang Wanting, walked to the table, took an apple, handed Huang Wanting and said, "Sister Qingqing, have an apple."

Huang Wanting took the apple without thinking too much, and Fang Zhiqiang also walked in at this time.

Looking around the space in the room, Fang Zhiqiang was very consciously sitting in the corner. It was a simple stool. Fang Zhiqiang suddenly sat down, feeling like he was sitting empty, and almost fell to the ground.

Huang Wanting also looked at Fang Zhiqiang’s funny appearance at this time, couldn’t help but smiled, and then said: “Eat apples as you like. I’m going to take a nap first. In the afternoon, if I have energy, I will take you to the tower ."

Fang Zhiqiang smiled and nodded without speaking.

After Huang Wanting fell asleep, Xiaoman and Fang Zhiqiang were left, crowded in a small room that was more than ten square meters, and it was quite embarrassing to tell the truth.

Especially Xiaoman, the weather is a bit hot at noon now, she feels that her face is rolling, hot, and hot, and she wants to find a place to get in.

Fang Zhiqiang didn't think there was anything, but looking at Xiaoman's increasingly awkward expression, he became a little awkward, coughing from time to time, took an apple, and chewed.

As time passed, Fang Zhiqiang finished an apple. Seeing Xiaoman's still awkward appearance, Fang Zhiqiang finally couldn't help it. He said, "Where did you usually sing before? "

Xiaoman heard this, looked at Fang Zhiqiang, then looked away, thought for a moment, and said: "Just a little more near the tower, occasionally to the Luxembourg Gardens, and then there is the Opera House, because there are usually more people in these places. ."

Fang Zhiqiang nodded and continued: "That's like the situation that night, do you often encounter it? Or maybe there are some robberies?"

"In the beginning, Sister Qingqing and I didn’t know very well. I thought Paris was very lively at night and nothing would happen. So I came back late at night. It’s okay to be in a prosperous place, but we live far away, so When we arrive in remote places, we often encounter such things. Later, we also pay attention to this. Generally, we come back early, so such things do not happen often."

"However, during the day we often see other people encountering such a situation, and even once again, a person suddenly emerged from the crowd and robbed us of all the money in front of us. The two of us couldn't catch up with him, so we just gave up. Up."

Speaking of these things, Xiaoman seems to have something to say, and as she speaks, there will be a touch of fear on her face. Obviously, it is difficult for her to forget everything that happened before.

Fang Zhiqiang could not help but feel distressed when he listened. The two girls, in a foreign country, didn’t even know a single person, and there was nothing to do with the hard-earned money being robbed. Such days are indeed quite pretty. Desperate.

"Then why don't you return home?"

Fang Zhiqiang continued to ask, this is indeed a question that Fang Zhiqiang is very curious about. Since he is not having a good time here, why do he insist on it?

"In fact, when I first arrived here, Sister Qingqing had a savings. To tell the truth, I was used to living a rich life before, and I didn’t have a plan to spend money at the beginning, plus the treatment of the daughter of a sanitation worker. It was a huge expense, and it didn't take long for Sister Qingqing to spend almost all her money."

"When we later realized that we had to spend money in a planned way, it was too late. After paying a sum of rehabilitation fees, Sister Qingqing had very little money left. At that time, I mentioned that I had to go back to China, but Qingqing Sister said that there is nothing to worry about in the country. Instead of going back to suffer torment, it is better to come to a place far away from the emperor on the high mountain, not to see and not to worry."

"This is what Sister Qingqing said at the time. I asked her what made her unhappy in the country, but she always laughed and didn't talk, so I never asked again."

Xiaoman said it very seriously, Fang Zhiqiang could hear that these are things that have been in the past, but Xiaoman still remembers clearly.

"Then you sell and sing like Wanting said, do you earn a decent income?"

Fang Zhiqiang frowned, empathizing with Huang Wanting and Xiaoman's previous experience.

"It's not that simple. Although compared to China, the people here are really generous. Some people give one hundred euros at once, but this is rare. Many people think that Sister Qingqing sings well, and it's just Standing down and listening for a while, most people don’t even have time to stand because of their busy work. In one month, we can get almost three thousand euros."

When Xiaoman talked about this, there was an inexplicable sense of loss on her face. Fang Zhiqiang didn't know why she had such an expression, but Xiaoman knew that Huang Wanting once, after another endorsement advertisement, had millions, even on Ten million endorsement fees!

At that time, I never felt how difficult it was to make money, but after coming here, Xiaoman realized that every dollar of their money was exchanged with their own blood and sweat.

Fang Zhiqiang frowned and thought about it. Three thousand euros, converted into RMB, would be more than 20,000 RMB. In China, this income is slightly higher than that of the average working-class, but this is France, not the country, and the expenses are similar. There is a big gap in the country.

It's like the house they live in. It's in a remote location, basically the same as the rural villages in China, but the rent is 700 euros a month!

Converted into RMB, that's more than five thousand! More than 5,000 yuan, you can rent a hardcover apartment in the first-tier cities in China!

Therefore, Fang Zhiqiang can imagine how difficult their lives here are.

While chatting, time passed bit by bit, Huang Wanting suddenly opened her eyes, stretched her waist again, and slowly sat up from the bed.

After sitting up, Huang Wanting saw Fang Zhiqiang and Xiaoman staring at her blankly. She rubbed her eyes awkwardly and said, "Why are you looking at me? Neither of you slept? "

Fang Zhiqiang and Xiaoman didn’t speak, they just shook their heads in unison. This scene seemed to make Huang Wanting smile unconsciously. At a certain moment, Fang Zhiqiang and Xiaoman looked like a pair. Brother and sister.

"For your good care of me, let's take you to experience the Parisian style!"

Huang Wanting got up from the bed and walked out of the room while talking.

This room is very small. It doesn't even have a bathroom. To go to the bathroom, you have to go to the public bathroom outside.

For Xiaoman who just started, it was simply a torture.

There is a big difference between this kind of rented public bathroom and ordinary public bathroom.

Ordinary ones are used by many people, but there are dedicated people who are responsible for cleaning them, but who can clean them here? The rule is that every house and every household should be cleaned in turn, but as long as one person is unconscious, others will follow unconsciously, so the degree of cleanliness can be imagined.

At first, Xiaoman took the initiative to clean almost every day, but then Xiaoman gradually realized that the more he cleaned, the happier those people used, and they didn’t clean one by one at all, which made Xiaoman angry. Come, don't clean it at all.

Gradually, I got used to the feeling of queuing up to go to the toilet every morning.

"Okay, well, we should start."

Huang Wanting tidied up briefly, holding her guitar, and ready to leave.

When Fang Zhiqiang saw this scene, he missed it very much. The problem he had just struggled with was also left aside, and he left the rental house with Huang Wanting.

And Xiaoman followed behind, not talking the whole time, just watching Huang Wanting and Fang Zhiqiang talking, she herself was thoughtful behind.

Xiaoman has thousands of thoughts in her heart. She can feel the strange feeling of Fang Zhiqiang, but she knows that she should not have such emotions, but the more you want to control, the more uncontrollable that feeling is. Live, now watching Huang Wanting and Fang Zhiqiang chat so happily, she even feels very upset.

This feeling is very familiar, just like when she was a teenager, at home, when her parents bought good things for her brother, but when she didn’t, at that time, her understanding of this feeling was that the people she cared about were treating others. Good, but not good to myself.

But now, he had the same feeling, which made Xiaoman a little panic, and he didn't even know what to do or how to face Huang Wanting in the future.

"Xiaoman? What do you think?"

At this moment, Huang Wanting suddenly turned around, looked at Xiaoman with a wrong face, and asked.

"Ah? No...nothing, what's the matter Qingqing sister?"

Xiaoman recovered, looked at Huang Wanting's puzzled look, and asked.

"You help me get the guitar first, and I will take Qiangzi for a walk by the river."

Huang Wanting handed the guitar in her hand to Xiaoman and said.

Hearing this, Xiaoman looked up and found that they did not know when they had reached the bank of the Brownlee River.

"Oh."

Xiaoman answered the guitar blankly, and then watched Huang Wanting and Fang Zhiqiang walking towards the river bank talking and laughing. She herself stayed in place, under the sun, like before. It feels more intense.