"Jiahui, I looked at the account today and scared me!" Zhang Jun said excitedly.

Yang Jiahui seemed very calm. She smiled and asked, "Have you made a lot of money?"

"No!"

Zhang Jun wanted to ask her how much she earned, but she swallowed it back when she was at her mouth. Because he felt that the topic was too sensitive, he changed the subject and asked: "You said, what should we do next?"

"Sit in a sedan chair." Yang Jiahui's answer was very simple.

"What's the meaning?"

"Just not buy or sell, just wait."

"Understood."

Zhang Jun leaned against a small tree, and Yang Jiahui leaned on his shoulder. He lowered his head and gently stroked her long hair. Her long hair was shiny and shiny, exuding the unique fragrance of a girl. He saw a little hidden place in her high chest through a gap. Zhang Jun suddenly had an impulse, but he held it back. He felt that it was best to maintain a purity in such a summer.

Yang Jiahui also felt something strange, so she turned her body to the other side, blushed and said, "Look at this yarn, how about it?"

“It looks pretty good.”

"Like sweaters or vests?"

"I don't know either."

"I just knew I was not hungry after eating!" Yang Jiahui said, and hit him hard with her small fist.

"Haha," Zhang Jun scratched his head and laughed silly.

Zhang Jun suddenly remembered that Fang Xia also had such a box of wool, and asked, "Have you both bought wool?"

"yes!"

Yang Jiahui continued: "He knitted sweaters for Wang Jun."

"They have a good relationship!" Zhang Jun sighed.

"You don't know their feelings."

"Let me tell me!"

"All right!"

Yang Jiahui then said: "It turns out that Wang Junlai is a child who grew up in the mountains. His family is very poor. His parents told him a wife early. They had never met him a few times. After Wang Junlai came to college, he only went home on holidays. That year, his parents suddenly asked them to get married. Wang Junlai escaped because of scare. However, the village obtained a marriage certificate for them and has been hanging like this for so many years."

Zhang Jun said: "There is no emotion!"

"Yes! They have never lived together, but that woman is very nice to Wang Junlai's parents."

Yang Jiahui looked at Zhang Jun and asked, "If it were you, what would you do?"

"I don't know either."

Yes, anyone who encounters such a thing is depressed. One is an arranged marriage and the other is a true love.

Zhang Jun thought for a while and said, "Then go back and divorce that woman."

"The people in the mountains are very traditional." Yang Jiahui smiled bitterly.

"Let's just say we're happy!" Zhang Jun said.

"kindness."

"I'll tell you a joke." Zhang Jun said.

"Okay!" Yang Jiahui said happily.

He said: "An old couple went to take wedding photos. The photographer asked: Uncle, aunt, do you want to meter, backlight, or full light? The uncle said shyly: I don't care, leave some shorts for your aunt!"

"I deserve a beating!" Yang Jiahui was so funny that she giggled.

Zhang Jun's stomach made a "gurgling" sound.

Yang Jiahui asked: "Are you hungry? If you ask you to go to dinner, you won't go!"

"I just happened to lose weight!" Zhang Jun smiled silly.

Seeing that the sun had turned west and the sky was not so hot, they left the lawn and walked home along the bank of the Liao River.

Chapter 30 Wedding Feast

Chapter 30 Wedding Feast

Zhang Jun, who had just returned home, suddenly received a call.

The phone number was called by Lao Hou.

"Dajun, I'm at Little Lizi's house, are you here?"

"All are there?"

"There are many people."

"Go now!"

After Zhang Jun said that, he quickly put on his clothes and took him to the door and walked out. He happened to see his mother who was off work at the entrance of the stairs, and said, "Mom, I'm going to have a wedding and I'm going to come back later."

"Don't drink!" said the mother.

"I understand." Zhang Jun said that and ran out.

He got into a taxi and came to Xiao Lizi's house in a flash.

His home is not far from his unit, and it is a "match box" building. In front of the building is a small house with all its own characteristics. The small house was originally very regular, but after years of repair and occupation of the road, it has formed what it is now.

The corridor is not spacious and a bit old. Today it has been cleaned up and the handrails of the stairs have been carefully wiped.

Zhang Jun walked up the stairs, and after a few steps, he heard Lao Hou's loud voice: "Give money, give money!"

Zhang Jun laughed in his heart: "This guy won again."

He knew that Lao Hou was a gambler and was very good at gambling, so he was a guy who won nine times with ten bets.

The new house is on the third floor, and the door is open to welcome the guests. As soon as Zhang Jun entered the door, he saw Little Lizi smiling and entertaining guests from all walks of life.

"Li Zi, congratulations!" Zhang Jun said hello first.

"The army is here, haha."

"Congratulations on becoming an official!" Zhang Jun said.

Little Lizi didn't understand.

Say: "What official?"

"Groom, haha!"

The people around him also became happy. Zhang Jun looked at it and found that there were quite a lot of people in the unit, so he greeted everyone.

Ma Pingping, who was playing mahjong, saw Zhang Jun coming in and said loudly: "Da Jun, tomorrow, what are you doing today?"

"I'll brew feelings!" Zhang Jun said as he blew.

"What's going on tomorrow?"

"Haha." Zhang Jun didn't say anything.

Li Zi knew that Ma Pingping was a good mess, so she hurried over to accompany her smile and said, "Brother Ma, we have no relationship with each other..."

Before he could finish his words, Ma Pingping took over and said, "The wedding has not been big for three days, and it will be difficult to make trouble after it is over, right?"

"That's right, that's right." There are many people who echo.

Little Lizi blushed and shook her head to greet other guests. The rest of the room were colleagues from the unit, including Lao Hou.

There were four people playing mahjong on the table on the ground and four people playing poker on the bed. Everyone was having fun. Zhang Jun alone knew nothing. He turned on the TV, watched randomly, and took the time to tell a few jokes to his colleagues in the room.

Zhang Lianwei, who was playing poker, asked: "Dajun, what are you busy with at home?"

"Stay there."

"Are you friends?"

"Oh, no one will give it to you!" Zhang Jun looked dejected.

Lao Hou interrupted, "He, it's your salary for several years!"

"Yes!" Zhang Lianwei showed an envious look.

"Things are not." Zhang Jun shook his hands repeatedly.

The colleagues were filled with praise, which made Zhang Jun feel very embarrassed. Then someone said, "Let's have sex with you tomorrow!"

"Hahaha..." The small hut filled the small hut.

When old colleagues meet, they naturally have endless things to say. They say, laugh and play together, although some wins and losses are all within a very small range.
Chapter completed!