This matter, I have the final say

Fang Zheng squatted in front of him with a watermelon in his arms, and dug a piece of watermelon into his mouth.

Xu Haodong immediately stopped complaining.

"It's still my wife who loves me."

Fang Zheng sat on the rocking chair and swayed while eating watermelon, while Xu Haodong was brushing his shoes.

Fang Zheng thought he would be very sad, and this old wound was revealed to be full of self-blame and guilt.The pair of porcelain dolls kept reminding him not to trust people easily, not to go to crowded places, and not to be surrounded and laughed at.

But he has a feeling of relief, people always have to look forward, instead of being stuck in the past and unable to get out.

Accompanied by Xu Haodong's nagging voice, Fang Zheng became sleepy and fell asleep.

One by one, people sprang up from the window like mushrooms after rain, someone broke in, and then these people all broke in and surrounded him.

Hahaha!

he is a…

"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law?"

Fang Zheng woke up suddenly and saw Xu Haodong standing in front of him.Those laughing ears seem to be still there.

"Let's go back to the house and sleep, there are too many mosquitoes sleeping here, let's go."

Fang Zheng looked around, oh, there are only the two of them at home.

The layer of sweat on the back receded, and was dragged back to the room by Xu Haodong to sleep.

Just when he thought he was going to dream, Xu Haodong's leg pressed against his body, very good, he successfully woke up Fang Zheng several times, dreaming?Do not have time!This whole night I fought with Xu Haodong's legs, pushing away on Sang's body, pushing away on Sang's body.Repeatedly, in the middle of the night, Fang Zheng was so sleepy that he didn't care, and slept very deeply.

Sleepless all night, Xu Haodong dragged him to the teahouse in the morning to help.

Fang Cong called Fang Zheng cautiously, fearing that Fang Zheng was in a bad mood these two days.

"My marriage with Li Ke is decided. If we don't have a wedding, we will get a marriage certificate. His parents want to buy us a house. We don't plan to buy it now. We want to see it."

"kindness."

"I still like wedding dresses. I really want to wear them. I like two sets of wedding dresses. One is sleeveless and the other is with a big skirt. Can you choose one for me?"

"Send me the picture tonight and I'll take a look for you. Sis, tell me the key points. I'm very busy."

"Are you busy with painting? Didn't you say that you have a rest during this time? Your hands are not well yet."

"I was at the teahouse, and Haodong dragged me over to help. There are so many customers today, I want to collect money."

"Really? Then you are busy. Don't think about it!"

"You spend 69, sister, I'm dead."

Fang Zheng hung up the phone in a hurry, and Fang Cong's big rock fell to the ground. It seemed that Fang Zheng had no effect, and seemed to be much more active than before.

Good thing, I sent Xu Haodong a thank you, Xu Haodong was too busy to reply her with a question mark, what do you mean?Thank me for what?

Fang Cong felt that it was a great thing for Xu Haodong to disturb Fang Zheng's dull life before. See, Fang Zheng was so busy that he didn't have time to think about it.

Not only did I have no time to think about it, but I was also too busy to touch the ground.

When Xu Haodong and Fang Zheng tidied up the room, they packed up a lot of paintings, all of which were Fang Zheng’s early paintings. They were not sold, and they were still a little immature. Throw them away, and you can’t sell them, so they have been piled up in the small warehouse. After tidying up, Xu Haodong simply chose a few particularly beautiful ones, mountains and waters, Fang Zheng’s paintings were all surrounding mountain scenes, and they were all hung in the teahouse. Neighbors from the neighborhood came to see them, very curious. The place turned out to be so beautiful, and they all ran over to guess where the place in the painting was.

After replacing some of the tattered tables and chairs in the teahouse, and placing some flowers and plants, the teahouse has been upgraded in an instant, from a big bowl of tea to a petty bourgeoisie teahouse.The environment is better, and the tea is divided into different grades, so the profit will be more.

It's very attractive, the two of them have been busy for seven or eight days, and finally made a very literary and petty bourgeoisie, which is not too hypocritical to be accepted.

The most important thing is to conform to the style of this street.

In fact, it didn't cost much. Fang Zheng's paintings cost nothing, and the flowers and plants were all moved from Fang Zheng's house.Tables, chairs and benches cost some money, but nothing else has changed much.

Fang Zheng is good at aesthetics, and knows how to display it in a tasteful and stylish way. With such a setup, the teahouse is very attractive.

There are many guests and it is very busy.

Being busy is a good thing, being busy is fulfilling.

I was almost busy, and Fang Zheng's hand injury was basically healed, so Jiang Xiaobai came here specially to see if Fang Zheng's injury was healed.

The two of them started drawing.

Xu Haodong opened his eyes, he really didn't expect Huahua to have such a big battle.

From the living room, I started to set up a table. A table with the same height and width was placed ten meters long, and then the table was covered with boards that were not stitched together seamlessly. When I laid the sketch paper and opened the paper, I talked the most. The only thing is to be careful, be careful and slow down.

After laying it on the board, the two of them started to draw the line draft, which had been discussed a long time ago, and the division of labor between the two of them was very clear.

Jiang Xiaobai paints landscapes, while Fang Zheng paints elves, mountain demons and ghosts.

The theme is that the mountain god dresses up by the water. The mountain god is a woman, the main body, surrounded by elves and small mountain demons. In the early morning, when the sun has not come out and the mist is dispersed.

The two-meter-wide and ten-meter-long paper was sketched out bit by bit, and it took them five or six days to outline the draft, constantly correcting, discussing, and finalizing the draft, and then getting the sketch paper onto the canvas to see through the draft.

I haven't started painting yet, more than ten days have passed.

They were both exhausted.

Jiang Xiaobai got off the high chair with a sore back and a sore back, and fell onto the sofa while holding his waist.

"This is not a job for humans!"

Fang Zheng also got off the high stool, Xu Haodong supported his waist and sat on a chair beside him, rubbing Fang Zheng's shoulders and neck vigorously.

"Is it sour?"

"Take it up, my neck hurts."

"Muscles are tense, relax."

Kneading and pinching again, Fang Zheng turned his neck with his movements, and the tense and stiff muscles began to feel less sore. Xu Haodong kept rubbing from his neck, knocking down on the cervical spine, the spine, and kept pinching. At the waist, Fang Zheng leaned forward and half lay on the sofa. Xu Haodong had strength in his hands, and held his waist with both hands, and used his thumbs to move up and down.The lower back muscles also started to relax.

"My waist is so sore."

Jiang Xiaobai was in pain, his waist was already stiff, and he had to free up one hand to stretch back awkwardly, to hammer his own waist, but the back pain didn't relieve, and his arm started to hurt again.

"Fang Zheng, you..."

Jiang Xiaobai wanted to ask Fang Zheng if your back hurts, but when he looked up, he saw Fang Zheng lying on the sofa with a comfortable face, and a professional masseur was giving him a massage.

Jiang Xiaobai gritted his teeth and turned over.Looking at the ceiling is a bit lifeless.

"I want to die."

"what?"

"What an idiot I am, painting with you, not to mention being forced to eat dog food, and receiving this kind of treatment, who do I bully, just because I don't have a boyfriend, I should hammer myself down, Seeing with envy and hatred that you have a professional masseur? Man, it’s really incomparable, I want to die when I compare."

Jiang Xiaobai felt that he was a fool, why did he come over to paint with Fang Zheng? Didn't he take the initiative to eat dog food?

He deserved being abused.

Fang Zheng's arm was in Xu Haodong's hand, and Xu Haodong rubbed his upper arm, pulled the arm vigorously, shook it, and stretched it.

"Mr. Jiang, don't be like this. Although I can't give you a massage, I have prepared a gift for you."

Xu Haodong took a break from his busy schedule and handed Jiang Xiaobai a massage hammer for massage. It is wooden and quite long. It can be used to beat the whole body casually. The elderly people in the streets, alleys and parks like to use this hammer to beat their bodies and heads. Legs hit the back.

Jiang Xiaobai was dumbfounded at the result of this massage hammer. Seeing that Fang Zheng was receiving a full-body massage service, he was so comfortable that he almost squinted his eyes, like an old cat basking in the sun stretching its two-foot-long waist and changing its position Go ahead and get a massage.

There is no tipping, the massage skills are in place, and the private masseurs are on call 24 hours a day.

On the other hand, a three-foot-long massage hammer.Knock yourself out.

The gap between people, why is it so big.

"I'm really dying."

Envy, jealousy and hatred are anger!

snort!

Bullying singles!

Fang Zheng stood up and moved his waist, the pain stopped.

Don't bully Jiang Xiaobai anymore, Jiang Xiaobai looks like he can't wait to swallow this massage!

"I'll give you a pinch."

"Hmph, no need, I'll order a massage chair myself."

There are mountains to support, but no mountains to be independent. Jiang Xiaobai turns envy, jealousy and hatred into wisdom, isn't it massage?What's the matter, order a massage chair, it's more comfortable.

Fang Zheng was funny, he looked like Xu Haodong, Xu Haodong knew what he was going to do without him saying it.

"Cook, let's eat braised elbow."

Fang Zheng nodded, he likes this, Jiang Xiaobai pouted, hum, Fang Zheng also likes to cook, why don't you ask yourself what to eat, "What does Teacher Jiang eat?"

“Braised fish!”

Jiang Xiaobai was very blunt and ordered directly.

"Stop drawing, both of you, go out and have fun, it's been boring for two days."

"I'm going out for a walk, Fang asks you to go?"

"I won't go, I'm tired and want to take a break."

Jiang Xiaobai has the self-knowledge of a light bulb. He shook his phone and called me after dinner. If I don't come back before dinner, I don't know what you are doing.

He left, and Xu Haodong's cooking is also simple. The braised pork elbow was stewed yesterday, just make some rice.

Picking vegetables and throwing the garlic to Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng just wanted to lie down for a while, so he had to sit up and peel the garlic.

"Can you finish painting in two months?"

"Probably not, the painting is too big and contains a lot of content."

"Can we ask Jiang Xiaobai for food expenses?"

Xu Haodong stretched his neck to look out, but Jiang Xiaobai didn't come back, lowered his voice, his face was full of shock.

"He is thinner than you and not as tall as you, but his appetite is three times that of yours. My daughter-in-law, our rice is going down. He has lived in our house for more than ten days. I will buy a Bag of rice!"

Fang Zheng laughed out loud.

"His appetite is bigger!"

"It's more than that, daughter-in-law, you finished painting last night, I wanted to make you some supper, I just wanted to make fried rice for you, I remember there was half a pot of rice in the rice cooker, as soon as I got to the kitchen , he is holding the pot to eat."

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