Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

Back home, Ling Yue unexpectedly saw Li Zhonghua sitting at the table.

Seeing them coming back, Ling's mother breathed a sigh of relief: "Xiaoyue, this comrade said he was your friend, and he came to pay us New Year's greetings."

Ling Xiaohua didn't have a good impression of Li Zhonghua, she glanced at him coldly, and tried to clean up the lawn chair Ling Changqing used to sit on over him.

Li Zhonghua stood up and stepped forward to help with a flattering expression.

Since Ling Yue and Ling Qingfeng got off the car at Fuling Changqing, Ling's mother was afraid that they might make a mistake, so she nervously stood by and helped, no one noticed what was going on in the house.

When Ling Xiaohua bent down to tidy up the lawn chair, she felt something sweeping across her buttocks. She was taken aback, and when she looked back, she saw Li Zhonghua's unbeaten expression, and immediately shouted: "What are you doing?" Well!"

Li Zhonghua said with a smile: "Xiaohua, I just want to help."

Ling Xiaohua didn't have a good impression of her, because it was the first month of the month, and she didn't want to get angry under the guise of the other party's coming to pay New Year's greetings. She just gave him a hard look, and immediately left the things on the lawn chair, and came to the house angrily. Beside Ling Yue.

Li Zhonghua didn't take it seriously, and stepped forward to help: "Uncle, the weather is not warm yet, you should wear more clothes when you go out, so as not to catch a cold."

Ling Xiaohua rolled her eyes at him: "Bah, I want you to take care of it."

Ling Yue noticed her abnormality and asked her, "What happened just now?"

Ling Xiaohua glared at Li Zhonghua bitterly, and said, "Sister, he touched my ass just now."

Ling Qingfeng had already carried Ling Changqing on his back. Hearing what Ling Xiaohua said, he strode Ling Changqing into the straw chair, rushed to Li Zhonghua, and punched him in the face.

"You dog, how dare you touch my sister's ass!"

Li Zhonghua was unprepared and took the punch firmly.

Looking at the furious Ling Qingfeng, he quickly said: "It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. I just wanted to do a favor, but I accidentally stumbled upon it."

Ling Qingfeng saw that he still wanted to defend himself, and when he was about to call again, Ling's mother stopped him.

"Qingfeng, those who celebrate Chinese New Year, don't be impulsive."

In fact, Mother Ling saw what happened just now.

She said to Li Zhonghua with a blue face: "Little brother, let's pretend that what happened just now didn't happen, you can go."

After finishing speaking, he took the gifts that Li Zhonghua brought over and stuffed them into his hands: "Our temple is small and cannot accommodate a big Buddha like you."

"Auntie, listen to my explanation. It's really just a misunderstanding."

"What you did just now didn't mean that I didn't see it. You can go."

Li Zhonghua was kicked out by the Ling family, and as soon as he was out of their sight, he freed his right hand to look and look.

Immediately after, he sniffed twice: "This little girl's butt is really soft, one day I want you to surrender to me."

After finishing speaking, there was a smug smile on his face.

Suddenly a familiar figure broke into his eyes.

He took a closer look and shouted, "Mid-Autumn Festival, when did you come back!"

Ji Zhongqiu was talking and laughing with Xiao Jun at first, but when he heard his voice, his face collapsed: "Zhonghua, what are you doing?"

"I just went to pay New Year's greetings to Xiao Hua."

Ji Zhongqiu frowned: "You wish Xiaohua a new year?"

"Yeah, didn't her parents come over, of course I have to express it."

Express?

Ji Zhongqiu's face suddenly became gloomy. Before he could speak, he heard Li Zhonghua say: "Hey, this brother has a very handsome face. Is this your new younger brother? This hair really has a personality. Where did you dye it?"

Xiao Jun quickly said: "I am..."

"Shanghai stock market." Ji Zhongqiu quickly interrupted him, "He is from Shenzhen stock market, and he is a good friend I made in Shanghai stock market last year."

"You kid is too unkind," Li Zhonghua suddenly realized, "I said why you didn't even care about Feng Weiwei, so you went to the Shanghai stock market!"

He said doubtfully again: "However, I heard that this brother's accent doesn't seem to be the accent of the Shanghai stock market, but rather the accent of the Shenzhen stock market."

Ji Zhongqiu laughed.

"Yes, as I said, he is from Shenzhen and developed in Shanghai. Seeing that I said that I would come back to pay New Year's greetings to relatives, I stopped by to visit with me."

He asked Li Zhonghua: "Are you going back?"

Li Zhonghua said: "Mid-Autumn Festival, we haven't seen each other for several months, why don't you go have a drink with me?"

Ji Zhongqiu shook his head: "No, I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you."

But Li Zhonghua was determined to take him to his home, he took Ji Zhongqiu's arm and said, "Let's go, what are we two brothers doing when we see each other so much, my dad has rarely been in my ears for the past two months Missing you."

If this kid hadn't played the Immortal Dance, not only would his whole family have been played around by him, but even his job, which was originally a sure thing, would have been ruined.

If the job is bad, it will be bad, and he still has Feng Weiwei, a rich woman.

But since Ji Zhongqiu left without saying goodbye, Feng Weiwei didn't contact her anymore.

She does not contact herself and has no source of income of her own.

In the final analysis, it was this kid's fault.

I have to teach him a lesson today.

"Let's do it another day." Ji Zhongqiu didn't even bother to associate with him now, and said, "I haven't visited Xiaohua since I came back. I have to go and see her first."

"She's very well!" Li Zhonghua pulled him away, "I just came out of their house, so don't worry, she won't run away."

"Li Zhonghua, let me go."

Hearing that Ji Zhongqiu's voice was wrong, Li Zhonghua looked at him embarrassingly: "No, Zhongqiu, what do you mean?"

"Do I have to make it clear, Xiao Hua is my girlfriend, why don't I go and see her when I come back? Uncle, please say hello to Uncle for me."

Li Zhonghua was stunned: "No, Ji Zhongqiu, you have to be careful when you joke, when did Ling Xiaohua stay with you?"

"We were together before I went to Shanghai stock market."

Ji Zhongqiu understands.

When he left, Feng Weiwei hadn't left yet.

After he left, Feng Weiwei couldn't find herself, so she would definitely go to Ling Xiaohua.

And with Feng Weiwei's character, she would definitely make things difficult for her.

Ling Xiaohua must have suffered a lot during his absence.

"Then what about Feng Weiwei?" There was a moment of ferocity on Li Zhonghua's face, but it quickly disappeared, and he said nonchalantly: "Mid-Autumn Festival, Weiwei treats you differently from me, you can't treat me again and again. Three hurt her."

"I have self-knowledge, it is impossible for me to talk to her."

Ji Zhongqiu took out a cigarette from his pocket, gave a cigarette to Li Zhonghua, and gave another one to Xiao Jun, "She is the favored child of heaven, there is an insurmountable gap between us."

Li Zhonghua suddenly woke up.

He looked at Ji Zhongqiu: "No way, I think you get along very well, what's going on?"

Ji Zhongqiu lit a cigarette and blew out a smoke ring, "How can a pheasant match a phoenix? If you hadn't been snitching on her, I think I would have been married three years ago."