Starting from you are my glory

“This is quite a lot to buy!”

Tong Wenjie didn't care about buying groceries anymore and threw all her things back. She and Song Qian tried their best to pretend that nothing was wrong and followed Xiao Meng not far behind. Seeing that she was buying fruits and vegetables and fish and shrimp seafood, I even bought a durian!

"What's going on? So many people eat durian?"

She originally wanted to chat with Song Qian, but seeing her best friend's stern face and tightly closed lips, Tong Wenjie decisively chose to keep her mouth shut.

"This person really lives in our community?!"

Following Xiao Meng all the way, I saw her finishing her check and taking the same road home as them. The more she walked, the more familiar this road became.

"Isn't this road going to your building?"

"Impossible!" Song Qian denied decisively: "I know everyone from top to bottom of my building. It's impossible for someone to move out and I don't know."

"That's right, we turned a corner." Just as he was wondering, Xiao Meng in front did not stop downstairs at Song Qian's house, but continued walking back.

Tong Wenjie also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although Song Qian and Qiao Weidong have been divorced for many years, both of them are single, and Qiao Weidong has also found a girlfriend. But if the girlfriend really lives in the same building as her ex-wife, it would be very embarrassing. answer?

Now I feel uncomfortable living in a community!

The two followed Xiaomeng closely, and finally saw her arriving at a building diagonally behind Song Qian's house and entering the corridor.

"Did Qiao Weidong buy it here?"

Tong Wenjie felt that they should be inseparable. Otherwise, Xiaomeng had no children in high school and no job nearby, so why would she rent or buy a house in this community with such high real estate prices?

"Where do I know where to go?!"

Song Qian said stiffly: "Anyway, he has money, so he can do whatever he likes!"

"Okay, strictly speaking, this matter has nothing to do with us." Tong Wenjie pulled Song Qian, "Let's go, we haven't bought the groceries yet, and I have three and a half-year-old boys waiting to eat."

"You go first." Song Qian needed to think carefully now. After rejecting Tong Wenjie, she returned home and felt the empty and deserted atmosphere at home. She also thought of the house that was suspected to be bought by Qiao Weidong diagonally behind her. I don't know how to release the nameless fire in my stomach.

Diagonally to the rear? !

An idea suddenly came to Song Qian's mind, and she hurried to Qiao Yingzi's room, threw herself at the bedroom window, and observed carefully.

Finally, in the house diagonally behind her that was closest to her daughter’s bedroom, Song Qian discovered her little dream of buying groceries!

Through the glass, Song Qian squinted and saw clearly that Xiao Meng was washing and chopping vegetables in the kitchen, but she could only see the kitchen, and the curtains were drawn in other rooms.

It’s okay, this is enough!

Qiao Weidong! A dog can't change its habit of eating shit!

Song Qian gritted her teeth and her eyes were about to burst into flames, but she still had reason and was not impulsive, because she was waiting, waiting for an extravagant hope, that is, this woman was at home now, and Qiao Weidong took his daughter out to eat. .

......

"Hey, come and help me."

After entering the house with three big bags full of things, Tong Wenjie couldn't hold on any longer and threw them all on the ground and called Fang Yuandao.

"I'm exhausted!"

"I told you to go with you." Fangyuan squatted down and rummaged through the ingredients in the bag, thinking about the recipes for the next few days as he spoke.

"It's not like I don't know Song Qian, why don't you take me with you?"

Fangyuan's opinion about accompanying Tong Wenjie to the supermarket was rejected by Tong Wenjie on the grounds that it was inconvenient to go with Song Qian. Now seeing his wife looking so tired, although Fangyuan feels distressed, she still has to complain as much as she should.

"Fortunately you didn't go, otherwise I really don't know how to adjust the atmosphere with Song Qian's expression today."

Tong Wenjie glanced at the three boys' bedrooms and made sure the door was closed before continuing confidently: "You don't even know who Song Qian and I met in the supermarket just now!"

"Who?"

As soon as he heard about the gossip, Fangyuan quickly carried the things to the kitchen, and then ran back to the living room to peel an apple for Tong Wenjie while looking at her longingly, just like a gossip lover.

"A person you can't even think of dying from!"

"Ouch! So cruel!" Fangyuan handed the peeled apple to Tong Wenjie, while she stuffed the apple peel into her mouth, "I can't guess it until I die?!"

"Speak quickly! Let me understand!"

"Fuck you!" The couple laughed and laughed. Tong Wenjie took a bite of the apple and lowered her voice mysteriously.

"Little Dream!"

"Who is Xiaomeng?" Fangyuan blinked stupidly, "I seem to have a little impression of this name, but I definitely can't remember it now!"

"Who else could it be?!" Tong Wenjie expressed her dissatisfaction with her husband's lack of attention to key information and characters despite being a gossip. She stared and said, "That little girlfriend of Qiao Weidong!"

"Ah, Lao Qiao's girlfriend." Fangyuan then remembered who this little dream was. She was about to tease Qiao Weidong, who was not present, when she suddenly realized it and said in surprise.

"You and Song Qian just met this little dream in the supermarket?!"

“Which supermarket?!”

"What a joke, we don't even drive, it must be the nearest supermarket in front of the community!" Tong Wenjie looked at the nervous Fang Yuan and suddenly became sensitive.

"wrong!"

"Speak quickly! What are you hiding from me?!"

"Oh, how dare I hide anything from you!" Fang Yuan was very annoyed. She was very careful to avoid getting involved with anything related to Qiao Weidong. Today, if she was not careful, her wife saw the flaw.

Tong Wenjie didn't say anything. She put the apple on the coffee table, folded her hands in front of her chest, and stared at Fang Yuan with sharp eyes. She couldn't bear to stare at him and raised her hands in surrender.

"Take it!"

Fangyuan is most afraid of Tong Wenjie's trick. The invisible sense of oppression is more than the total amount of all the class teachers he has encountered since school!

No one can bear it!

"Just before that night, Lao Qiao called me."

"The night you said you wanted to take away the Lego, you were at home and said you didn't want to see Lao Qiao, so you went to the room."

"Well, I have an impression. You continue."

"That night, I thought Lao Qiao was coming with a car, so I kindly helped him move the Lego down."

"You also know." Fang Yuan carefully observed Tong Wenjie's face, "Old Qiao's health is not good. Although I am fatter, he is weak. That one is as big as Lego..."

"Tell me the important point!" Tong Wenjie slapped the sofa, and Fangyuan immediately shut up and became honest.

"Hey, when I got downstairs and I didn't see the car, Lao Qiao told me that he also bought one in our community."

"Song Qian and I just met." Tong Wenjie frowned, "It's diagonally behind Song Qian's house."

"Hey! So close!" Fang Yuan couldn't help but be surprised by Qiao Weidong's unwillingness to commit suicide, just to be afraid of death. "Are you following that little dream?"

"Isn't that nonsense!"

"This suddenly appeared, no matter what, you have to confirm what the situation is. Know yourself and the enemy, and you will never be in danger!"

"Yes, yes." Fangyuan couldn't help but feel silently for the exposed Qiao Weidong, "Then you went up?"

"I don't know." Tong Wenjie glanced at her unresponsive phone worriedly, "Song Qian said she was not in the mood and went home. I went back to buy groceries."

"Why do you have such an expression?"

Since no conflict broke out, Qiao Weidong's current condition must be okay, but his wife's worried look made Fang Yuan uneasy again.

"Song Qian said that today is Qiao Weidong's birthday and Yingzi went out early in the morning."

"Really or not!" Fangyuan stood up in shock, "Old Qiao can't be so unwise, right?"

"On his birthday, he took his and his ex-wife's daughter to have dinner with his current girlfriend near his ex-wife's house?"

"Isn't this seeking death?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?!"

Tong Wenjie had quick eyesight and put away Fangyuan's cell phone, "I tell you! If I don't find Song Qian, you are not allowed to tip Qiao Weidong!"

"We have no way to interfere in this matter. What will happen in the end depends on Song Qian and Qiao Weidong!"

"If we take this opportunity and cut it off cleanly, it will be a good result!"