A life of financial freedom

As the sun set, Zhong Tingyue walked out of the studio and headed home.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw her younger sister lying on the sofa, one leg on her knee, eating fruit, playing with her phone, and watching TV. She was very cool and shouted at the top of her voice: "Brother-in-law, I want to eat apples, help me peel them."

"I'm cooking."

"I don't care, you are abusing your sister-in-law."

Chu Fang hurriedly walked out of the kitchen and saw Zhong Tingyue, who waved her hand and indicated that she was going to cook. She took a knife and peeled the apple, and handed the smooth apple to Zhong Rou, waiting for the latter to take a big bite and make a humming sound.

Zhong Tingyue asked softly, "Is it delicious?"

"Of course it's delicious..." Zhong Rou answered subconsciously, but she felt a chill on her back, and her neck almost turned 90 degrees. She looked carefully and said, "Oh my god, there's a ghost!"

"Hey sister, long time no see, are you healthy? Are you eating well? Are you warm? I was worried about you during the days you were missing, afraid that something might have gone wrong. I will always be loyal to you..."

Zhong Tingyue sat on the sofa with a serious face: "Don't tell mother about Chu Fang and me. Even if you do, you have to say good things. If you say anything bad, I will kill you."

"Sister, I'm an honest girl."

"Do you want to live?"

Hearing this, Zhong Rou had already constructed a picture in her mind, the scene of her being murdered by her elder sister, and her soul returned to the sky.

Ah~~~

So scary!

The little girl shook her head, threw away the horrible picture in her mind, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, sister, I have always been loyal to you."

After a while, the dinner was ready, braised beef, bitter melon fried meat, pork ribs corn soup, and a few simple home-cooked dishes.

After eating, the three of them went out for a walk. Zhong Rou led a cat and a dog, jumping around everywhere, looking left and right. Even though she had lived here for half a year, Zhong Rou was interested in everything in this city, while Zhong Tingyue walked behind with Chu Fang's arm. The two of them were quiet and didn't speak.

On a summer night, after a day of scorching, the earth began to cool down, and it felt particularly comfortable with the warm sea breeze.

After taking a walk and returning home, Zhong Rou washed up and said to Zhong Tingyue while holding a pillow: "Sister, I want to sleep with you tonight."

"Eh?" Chu Fang couldn't help but make a sound.

You slept with your sister, where should I sleep?

You little brat want to grab my place, right?

Since he tried the love between a man and a woman, he has been addicted to it, and he is in his prime, so he can't leave Zhong Tingyue.

Zhong Tingyue glanced at her boyfriend, pursed her lips and said, "You sleep alone."

"I don't want to."

"Whatever you want."

"Oh." The sister-in-law's eyes wandered between the two of them, and she touched her chin, "I know, you want to sleep with your brother-in-law."

"Yes." Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes, then walked into her room openly and slammed the door.

Eh? Why are you closing the door? I haven't gotten in the car yet? Chu Fang thought to himself.

Zhong Rou patted Chu Fang on the shoulder and said comfortingly: "Brother-in-law, I sympathize with you. My sister is so mean. She hasn't slept with you for so long. She is a scumbag."

Zhong Rou went to her room and closed the door. After a while, Zhong Tingyue's bedroom door showed a gap. Chu Fang walked in quietly, thinking: "Zhong Rou, you little brat, you know nothing."

... ...

In the morning, Chu Fang got up very early and made breakfast. Zhong Tingyue went to work immediately after eating. After a while, Zhong Rou also got up, ate breakfast, and went to find Wen Qing's mother to buy goods.

She wanted to set up a stall in the last few days of summer vacation and prepare to do a big job.

And Chu Fang suddenly found that he had nowhere to go. He lay on the sofa, bored, the movie was ugly, the game was boring, and he was extremely bored.

He turned over, took the key and left home: "You don't let me go to the studio, I want to go."

A moment later, he arrived at the studio.

Zhong Tingyue was discussing work with Jiang Wenzhen. When she saw him, she pursed her lips and said nothing.

Chu Fang sat carelessly at his workstation, leaning on it, and said with emotion: "It's still this kind of slacking feeling that I enjoy."

The little fat man glanced at him and smiled.

After a while, the studio received several takeaways, milk tea, coffee, candy, snacks... ..., everyone in the studio had some, and the studio suddenly became a tea party. Everyone ate snacks and chatted, and Chu Fang was the most active, talking about the history of five thousand years.

"..." Zhong Tingyue was speechless in her heart.

As she expected, Chu Fang would bring bad atmosphere to the studio when he arrived.

Zhong Tingyue wanted to beat Chu Fang up.

But she didn'tThere is no way, who told me to have such a boyfriend, I can only forgive him.

She poked Chu Fang's shoulder: "Since you have nothing to do, come with me to see the client's house."

"Ah, I don't want to go." Chu Fang thought for a while, "Okay, okay, let's go."

After a while, they entered the community. The client's house was on the third floor. The cement and bricks for decoration were piled up downstairs, and at this moment, three young and strong men were transporting those bricks and cement upstairs.

Zhong Tingyue went upstairs to think about how to design the house, while Chu Fang squatted downstairs, watching the three people carrying. Today, the temperature in Shanghai was over 30 degrees. It was a hot summer day, and the three people were covered in sweat, and dust and sweat were mixed together.

Chu Fang said, "Is there no way to transport these bricks and cement to the house without manual labor?"

One of the muscular men wiped the sweat from his face and said, "Yes, but mechanical operation has too much impact and is not convenient. Just use manual labor."

Chu Fang threw the mineral water beside him to the three workers, and the three took it and drank it in big gulps.

He asked, "Is your job very tiring?"

After saying it, Chu Fang felt like a fool.

In this kind of weather, doing such heavy work, he actually asked others if they were tired.

What's the difference between this and taking off your pants to fart.

The three people laughed at him, but smiled, and the muscular man said, "Fortunately, we have already gotten used to it. Compared with other jobs, at least this job has a high income."

Don't think that it's just carrying bricks and cement, the salary is very high. If you have the strength, you can earn at least four figures a day.

Another man wearing a hat said, "I can't compare to you. You have culture, knowledge, and education. You can make money by sitting in an office with air conditioning. We have nothing but hard work."

Chu Fang chatted with the three people. Although the three of them looked young, they were all married and had children. They did this hard work for their children, getting up early and going to bed late every day, but they had no complaints.

After about an hour, the cement and bricks downstairs were moved. Zhong Tingyue went downstairs and settled the bill for the three people. Chu Fang said, "Give them an extra thousand yuan, count it as my gift."

Zhong Tingyue glanced at him and immediately gave the three people an extra thousand yuan. The three did not refuse or decline, but thanked him, saying that they met a good man, and left immediately.

"What's wrong?" On the way back, Chu Fang was driving and was silent, so Zhong Tingyue asked, "You seem to be a little EMO."

"Yeah."

"Because of those three people?"

"Yes."

"There must be a reason?"

Chu Fang drove the car, thought for a while, and replied: "My life seems to be too easy, and I have lost empathy with the general public, but even so, I seem to feel a little dissatisfied, and I pursue more. I am reviewing whether I ask too much."

He always felt that he was a person who had experienced ordinary life and did not develop those bad habits of rich people, but today's experience made him realize that he seemed to live too comfortably.

And comfort did not satisfy him, but drove him to ask for more.

Zhong Tingyue put his legs in front of him and said, "Don't be EMO, it's not your fault to be rich, and there is nothing wrong with pursuing a good life. You are just idle."

"..."