Lying on the bed, he seemed to be having a movie before his eyes. Things that happened during the day flashed in his mind one by one. He suddenly felt that Wang Junlai and Fang Xia had a very unusual relationship, and he felt like an extramarital affair. If so, why would everyone still have such a good relationship with them? He was puzzled.

In fact, he did not understand that their feelings were innocent; he did not understand how pure their feelings were; he did not understand that they were suffering.

Lying on the bed, he fell asleep in a daze.

Besides, when Yang Jiahui returned home, her father was busy in the study, and he was flipping through a thick ledger on the boss's desk; while her mother was searching for something in the computer?

"Dad, mom isn't sleeping yet?"

"Why did you come back? You're not afraid of being so late?" my mother asked with concern.

"Not afraid." She said, and wanted to go upstairs.

My father called her.

"Jiahui, do you have friends?

"Forget it."

"What kind of person is he?" the father asked.

Yang Jiahui turned around and walked back and said, "A honest man."

The mother also asked with concern, "What's the situation in the family? How much do you know?"

"He is just an ordinary family. I said I was a poor man, and I knew what to do."

The father asked with concern, "Don't he think you are poor? He is not..."

"He's an honest man!"

After saying that, he ran up to hug alone.

The early summer nights in the north are quiet and cool, not as humid and stuffy as in the south. People here do not have the habit of taking a walk at night that southerners are used to, and most people choose to stay at home to play mahjong.

Zhang Jun did not have the habit of playing mahjong and did not like to watch TV. He spent almost reading, writing, and sleeping at night. His parents did not have the habit of playing mahjong, so they fell asleep early.

There was nothing to say all night, the next morning, the sun slowly rose from the east, and the sky gradually turned white.

The sparrows in the community kept chirping.

Some bird-playing people also hang their beloved birds on the tree branches and then gather together to listen to the birds singing.

Zhang Jun opened his eyes and looked around for a while, and suddenly felt every joint in his body swelling, so he straightened his waist hard. After a while, he felt much better.

At this time, my mother walked in and sat down at his bedside and asked with concern, "Why did you come home so late last night?"

"Stay at someone else's house for a while."

"Drinking?" the mother asked.

"I just drank a little and learned to trade stocks from others."

The mother looked at Zhang Jun and asked seriously after a while, "Are you a partner?"

"That's right."

The mother asked seriously, “What does the girl do?”

Zhang Jun hesitated for a while before saying, "She studies finance and also speculates in stocks."

"What does her family do?"

Zhang Jun scratched his head and said, "I don't know what to do, it seems that I'm not rich."

My mother was stunned because in her heart, she hoped that her daughter-in-law's background and conditions would be better, because although her family was not rich, she could also be called a well-off family; and she didn't know what her family did, how could this be possible?

She looked at her son and didn't know what to say for a moment.

My father also came over. Because he was an electrical engineer, he developed the habit of being serious and responsible in everything over the years, and his words were always concise and clear.

"I'll tell you if you want to take the girl's house one day."

"Yeah." Zhang Jun agreed.

After breakfast, his parents rushed to work. Zhang Jun was still the only one at home. He put his phone in his hand and rolled up and down. He felt a little hesitant and wanted to call Yang Jiahui to ask about the situation last night, but after thinking about it, he had no idea. In the end, he decided to let it go and talk about it again and again.

He looked at the clock on the wall, and the clock was ticking, as if telling him that it was not yet eight o'clock and not disturbing others.

He was half lying on the sofa, turning on the TV and watching randomly. The remote control had only one function in his hands, that is, changing channels constantly. A local station program suddenly attracted him. It turned out to be an advertising program, with two people hosting, one middle-aged man and the other young woman.

The middle-aged man was wearing a suit and ties, gentle and knowledgeable.

I saw him holding a mobile phone in his hand and shouting loudly, "This is a mobile phone of a certain brand, with a certain function. To give back to consumers, it only sells 288 yuan today..."

The female host was also waving her arms, "In a large supermarket, this phone costs 4,888 yuan..."

The middle-aged man waved his fists, "This phone has ten functions, 1...2..."

The female host shouted at the top of her lungs, "Catch up and buy it, call the phone below the screen..."

Seeing this, Zhang Jun couldn't help but curse in his heart, "It's really a lie and has no negotiation."

He couldn't watch it, so he pressed the remote control and looked for a good show without any purpose.

This is a financial program "8 o'clock in the morning in the stock market". Zhang Jun widened his eyes and watched it seriously. He really wanted to get some inspiration from it, but once again disappointed him.

It turned out that this was a program to promote some kind of stock software. The analyst praised the stock software he promoted to the sky. All the rising stocks were credited to the software. In addition to applying the software, the analysis of individual stocks in general is avoided.

Zhang Jun thought that the software would not keep it and make money, so why would he have to sell it?

"A bunch of evil spirits!"

He turned off the TV angrily, returned to his room, took a copy of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and lay on the bed and read it casually.

I accidentally saw the chapter of "Wang Situ's Clue-to-Serial Plan". He was deeply attracted by the characters in the article. Lu Bu, Diao Chan, and Wang Situ all seemed to be vivid. Maybe it was because the alcohol had not passed, but after watching it for a while, I didn't feel tired, so I closed my eyes. Yang Jiahui was wearing Han Dynasty costumes and singing and dancing on the Peony Pavilion, as beautiful as a fairy.

"Puchi" he couldn't help but laugh.

It was getting late, so he quickly put on his clothes and walked out of the house. The world outside was still very exciting. The weather was still very hot, and the scorching sun was so shaking that people couldn't open their eyes. He was in a good mood and felt very pleasant to see everything. Whether it was the flowers and plants on the roadside or the erect trees, they were so beautiful in his eyes.

Before he knew it, he arrived not far from the community. He stopped and stood under a dragon claw locust tree. After a while, she walked out of the community and saw her wearing the red dress and carrying the exquisite yellow Kun bag.

Zhang Jun looked at her with a smile. When she saw Zhang Jun waiting for her, she ran over happily like a deer. They gathered under the dragon claw locust.

"Good morning," said Zhang Jun.

"Good morning!"

Yang Jiahui asked with concern, "Did you drink too much last night?"

"without."

"Do you usually drink at home? So you can drink it."

"I don't even drink, and I don't know how much I can drink?" Zhang Jun scratched his head habitually.

Zhang Jun originally wanted to ask about Wang Junlai and Fang Xia's relationship, but when he said something, he swallowed it back, and then changed his words and asked, "Wang Junlai seems to be a little drunk."

Yang Jiahui said thoughtfully, "He doesn't drink much and is tired."

"Tired too?"

Zhang Jun didn't understand.
Chapter completed!