Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

It is not the first time for He Lan to live here. In Chu Chu's apartment, He Lan has a complete set of all kinds of toiletries and cosmetics that He Lan usually uses, not to mention daily necessities such as underwear and pajamas.

Ever since Xiao Chuchu moved out of the house, the two daughters have often lived together. First, they have a caretaker, and second, they are both women after all. Even if you don't say it, living alone is a bit scary.

Chu Chu has He Lan's aura here, and in He Lan's apartment, there are also a lot of Chu Chu's daily necessities.

It's just that because He Lan's apartment is too close to Wang Xuebin's place, Chu Chu doesn't like living with He Lan very much on weekdays.

It's not that I hate Wang Xuebin, it's just that I feel a sense of restraint, just like students in a self-study class. As long as the head teacher stays in the classroom, even if he doesn't say a word, the students will feel nervous...

One reason.

The house that Xiao Chuchu rents is also a real estate project developed by an enterprise under Wang Xuebin. It focuses on youth apartments, imitating the principle of the project that exploded in later generations!

It's just that because it's not an intermediary and the second landlord doesn't intervene, compared to the later project, the reliability and stability are much stronger!

One thousand and one a month, compared to Xiao Chuchu's basic salary of four thousand and five a month, it is still affordable.

But this price is not an easy burden for young people who have just started working.

After all, it was 2006, and the average salary was only [-] per month, and the vast majority of people were averaged...

"...Still in shape?"

In the kitchen, Xiao Chuchu poked her head out and looked up and down at He Lan, who had a straight chest, a slender waist and slender legs, with an indescribable expression on her face.

"...You're not afraid to starve your breasts down..."

Listening to Chu Chu's sour tone, He Lan laughed happily, swaying her graceful figure, and walked towards Chu Chu in the kitchen.

"...Alas! It's hard to give up on a natural beauty, and you, Sister He, trouble me too..."

He Lan pretended to come to Xiao Chuchu's side, held her head high, raised her slender hand, and stretched out her index finger to hook Chuchu's chin.

"...Tell me, why am I so beautiful..."

As Xiao Chuchu's mentality became more and more relaxed, when He Lan got along with Chuchu, his personality also showed a bit of naughty attitude.

At this time, Xiao Chuchu would always have a paralyzed face, seemingly not caring, but in fact looked at He Lan enviously, and made a disdainful voice.

"Hmph... No tomatoes, do you want cucumbers?"

As Xiao Chuchu said, he picked up a cucumber from the chopping board and pointed it at He Lan's delicate face.

"...Oh? Cucumber? Is it the kind you eat?"

"It works! What's the matter? How about letting the little girl serve you tonight?"

He Lan didn't pay attention to Chu Chu's arrogant tone. There was a beautiful arc at the corner of her mouth, and sparkles flashed in her eyes.

"... Then you have to take pity on my sister... My sister is weak and afraid of pain..."

"Go to hell! You rascal!"

Xiao Chuchu couldn't take it anymore, her face turned red, and she stuffed the cucumber into He Lan's mouth. With a smug smile on He Lan's face, she bit off the cucumber with a 'crack'.

"Hey hey hey... fight with sister, little boy, are you still young?"

He Lan said, with a smug smile on his face, holding a cucumber in his hand, as if he had won a battle, he proudly walked towards the sofa.

Chu Chu in the kitchen, listening to the smug laughter outside, gritted her teeth to grind the overnight rice, as if it was her sworn enemy.

There was a sound of clinking pots and pans, and Xiao Chuchu came out with a golden bowl of Fried Rice with Shrimp and Eggs.

He Lan, who was looking at the Condor Heroes with relish, walked over to her side aggressively, with his legs crossed on the sofa, and with a 'dong' sound, he put the rice bowl on the coffee table.

"...Let's get started, you take up the whole sofa by yourself!"

As he spoke, he pushed He Lan, who was sitting cross-legged, to the side with his buttocks.

"...The Condor Heroes, is it good looking?"

"You ask me about the TV series produced by your company?"

He Lan gave Chu Chu a white look, moved to the side, and looked down at the rice bowl in front of Xiao Chuchu, with a disgusted expression on his face.

"... Let me tell you, Chuchu, do you earn enough money every month for you to eat? You say you are a girl, why are you like a rice bucket?"

Beside He Lan, Xiao Chuchu, who was putting rice into his mouth with a spoon, smiled triumphantly when he heard this, looked at He Lan who was eating cucumber, and said proudly:

"...No way, no matter how much I eat, I can't get fat. What can I do? Besides, our company manages the meals, and our king is much better than you, a capitalist!"

"I'm a capitalist?"

Hearing Xiao Chuchu's words, He Lan's face turned black, and he gave Xiao Chuchu a hard look, and said viciously:

"I've worked so hard for half a year, why not make as much money as a TV show cast by your boss, and I deserve to be called a capitalist?"

He looked at He Lan, then looked at the little dragon girl on TV who was looking at Yang Guo affectionately, and said affectionately, "I also want to live the life I have lived..."

"...look at your boss, what is this called...

Yang Guo is greasy, he doesn't have any aura of being both good and evil, look at Bai Gu, and then look at Xiao Ming, are you embarrassed? "

"Hey, no matter how ugly it is, don't you watch it every day? Besides, what does the bad TV series have to do with our boss?

The project controlled by Zhang Big Beard also invests in the film and television entertainment company under the group. What is our boss busy with every day? How can he have time to care about TV dramas?

Our boss doesn't recognize all the stars in it, so why blame him? "

"...Hey..."

Hearing this, He Lan's face suddenly became weird, and he gently slapped Chuchu with his arm holding half a cucumber, and asked with interest:

"...That...you Mr. Wang...really don't have...that?"

"Which one?"

Looking at He Lan's sneaky expression, Xiao Chuchu was puzzled.

"...That's...the unspoken rule...the heroine...I heard from the gossip that this heroine is supported by a gold master...Is it true..."

Hearing this, Xiao Chuchu's expression changed, revealing a smile that was not a smile, and asked with a smile:

"...Sister He...didn't see it...you're already in the third place, and you still have the leisure to gossip and gossip..."

"Oh...chuchu~"

He Lan's voice was extremely sweet, but Chu Chu didn't agree with it at all, and glanced at He Lan lightly.

"...hehe...want to know? Guess what..."

Chapter 585 Lu Xiaoqian

Lujia Hutong, an alley that is too ordinary to be in the ordinary, in the capital, there are simply countless such alleys.

There are simple courtyards in which ordinary people live. Although the housing prices have been increasing over the years, the prices of such courtyards are also increasing day by day.

But those who don't have money can't afford it, and those who have money can buy good ones. Xiang Lujia Hutong, a small courtyard with high standards and low standards, will eventually end up with a price but no market.

The yard at home is not big, just park a bicycle, a tricycle, and put some miscellaneous objects, and it will be over.

Maybe there is an old tree in some courtyard, which cannot be cut down, dare not move, and squats straight in the middle of the yard, like a man. If the roots break the foundation again, the head of the household will have to Scolding every day...

This is ordinary people. There are dividends of the times, but compared to the dividends, they are more of the price behind the dividends.

Taking advantage of the net worth of tens of millions, living a poor life, the society always dislikes the poor and loves the rich, it is humane to sacrifice what is not enough and give what is more...

Lu Xiaoqian's family is such a family...

Lu Xiaoqian, male, 22 years old, graduated from the Economics and Management Department of Beijing University of Technology, a young man who is about to enter the society.

His father's name is Lu Jianguo, and his mother's name is Wei Xiurong. They were employees of state-owned enterprises in the early years. When the layoffs took place in the 90s, the couple lost their jobs.

In order to make a living, Lu Jianguo had to rush to the job market at the age of half a century, competing with those young people with higher education than himself.

It's just that in the end, it's still just a temporary job as a gatekeeper. The meager salary for a month, including the laid-off allowance of the couple, is only in the early thousand.

1000 yuan, to maintain the food, clothing, housing and transportation of a family of three. In this capital where prices remain high, life is not difficult.

The so-called poor and lowly couples are sad about everything, and the poor life has created quarrels between the husband and wife. Every time something trivial happens, the husband and wife will argue loudly.

Especially between a rather machismo husband and a stay-at-home wife, there are countless things that can cause conflicts and quarrels.

Lu Xiaoqian lived and grew up in this environment.

For him, his biggest wish is not some lofty wish to save the world, but just to find a good job, earn a little money, and then move out of this house as soon as possible.

He's had enough of his father and mother's daily bickering...

"...You can't put less salt, it's so salty, how can you eat it?!"

With a bang, Lu Jianguo dumped the fried sauce basin in his hand on the folding round table in the center of the living room, looked at Wei Xiurong in an apron, and shouted in disgust.

Seeing Lu Jianguo's behavior, Wei Xiurong dropped the chopsticks in his hand, looked at her husband aggressively, and shouted loudly:

"Zha Jiang Noodles Zha Jiang Noodles, get me a non-salty one. I have so much sauce, who can I blame?

Besides, is it easy for me to serve you father and son every day?

I do all the hard work, such as washing clothes, cooking, cleaning, and tidying up the house. Have you father and son ever considered me?ah? "

"Oh... that's fine, that's fine..."

Hearing his wife start chanting the magic spell again, Lu Jianguo couldn't take it anymore. He pushed the rice bowl forward casually, got up and walked aside, picked up his handbag and plastic water bottle, and walked towards the bicycle parked in the middle of the courtyard.

"...It's a waste of food again, next time I'll let you do it yourself, I don't like this or that..."

Seeing her husband running away in the name of work again, Wei Xiurong became even more angry. With her hands on her waist, seeing Lu Xiaoqian who had just walked out of her room, she instantly found a channel to vent, and shouted loudly:

"...And you, how old are you, you don't do anything right every day, you're a fool, you don't make any progress at all..."

"Mom...Mom...I'm going to the interview!"

Saying that, Lu Xiaoqian didn't even eat, rushed to the toilet, finished washing as quickly as possible, picked up the backpack on the old sofa, and chased in the direction where his father left.

At home, looking at the empty room and the mess on the dining table, Wei Xiurong snorted heavily, lowered her head, but her eyes were red.

He took a sip of the noodles in Lu Jianguo's basin, his complexion changed, he vomited to the side, and silently took the basin to the kitchen, scouring the noodle soup twice, and took a sip of the slightly salty noodle soup. I swallowed it in one gulp.

It's still hot, but it's cold at home...

......

"...dad..."

Lu Xiaoqian jogged in the Lu's alley, and finally caught up with Lu Jianguo who was pushing the Phoenix bicycle in front of the manhole cover at the entrance of the alley. He touched the back of his head with an embarrassing smile on his face.

Children of this age are already embarrassed to ask their parents for money.

"...What's the matter, say, do something serious, do more work for your mother if you have nothing to do, don't make your mother angry every day..."

"...Daddy..."

Hearing that his father wanted to make a long speech, Lu Xiaoqian quickly interrupted, rubbing the pockets of his slacks with both hands, tilting his head slightly, embarrassed to meet his father's gaze.

"...Then what... I'm... interviewing today..."

"...Interview? Let's go...Go, be careful on the road!"

Hearing that his son was going out for business, Lu Jianguo didn't say anything else. He looked at his son, who was already about the same size as him, and guessed what he was thinking.

"...Do you have any money in your pocket?"

Hearing his father's words, Lu Xiaoqian felt even more embarrassed, shook his head slightly, and lowered his head.

"...OK..."

Looking at his son's posture, Lu Jianguo took out a few ten-yuan and five-yuan renminbi from his pocket, took out two ten-yuan ones, thought for a while, counted out a few one-yuan change, and handed them to Lu Xiaoqian.

"...Here, take it, don't waste it!"

After receiving the money, he counted it secretly, and the total was 25 with zeroes. Compared with the father who gave him five and ten yuan in the past, this time he was generous.

"...Thanks...Dad..."

Hearing his son's words, Lu Jianguo looked him up and down, shook his head, and said:

"...Just be obedient!"

After finishing speaking, he kicked his feet, stepped on the bicycle with this strength, and walked towards the work place.

Seeing the figure of his father going away, Lu Xiaoqian let out a long sigh of relief, turned his head to look at the public telephone booth beside him, and walked over.

"...Boss, make a call!"

As he spoke, he picked up the phone and dialed the recited number.

"Doo...beep...beep...hello?"