The days were still calculating, which made people extremely tired. The girl was annoyed as her money gradually decreased. Peng Cheng did not dare to provoke her, and he did not even mention the cross-border phone call that day. She thought Peng was a child who was not pretending to be troubled, but the facts have repeatedly proved that he was really very energetic, but that doesn't mean he would forget the betrayal of the phone and his lover.

The more a person loves you, the more he will remember the harm you give him.

Beibei thought about whether it was until death, and even drank Mengpo soup, Peng Cheng could not forget the harm she had done to him. Although it was impossible, she really thought so, so she regretted it. She always thought too much, she was still a girl who was watching the phone. In fact, she overestimated the power of love, because one day, Peng Cheng not only forgot the hurt, but even the happiness between them, he forgot it.

The young man was still stuck to the girl's side with all his might. This may be the most blunt expression he thought in his heart that loves someone: "Wife, when I have money, I will give you a board, and you can talk whatever you want, and your husband will do it for you like a little slave."

He said that, smiling, and he thought that he would treat her like this, and she would treat him like this. Maybe he really didn't expect that he might not really want to be her slave, but Beibei took his words seriously. She held his face and looked at him, feeling that it was his kindness to him. She was a little moved. To be precise, she was very moved. Perhaps it was the main reason why she fell in love with him subconsciously, so she felt that the days that were too short had meaning.

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On this day, a friend came to Peng Cheng’s half home.

The young man opened the door for Beibei with chopsticks, looking embarrassed. Then the man spoke, as if this was his own home. Peng Cheng said that the man was called Brother Yi, and he was a very powerful person. He also said Brother Yi would introduce him to a new job.

Beibei was not interested in this brother Yi. Peng Cheng hugged her waist and pushed the girl into the room. Brother Yi was sitting on the open space of the big house, with a barbecue stove in the middle of the ground. As soon as the door was opened, there was a room full of cigarettes.

Brother Yi is a man with a bad beard, very much like Zhang Jizhong, but there are always sports cars in the places where Zhang Jizhong appears, so it doesn't look too lazy. But if that look appears in the vegetable market, or two men are shirtless and sitting on a stool bare, what a dirty and greasy scene it would be.

"There is all smoke in the room." Beibei coughed while covering her nose. Brother Yi's cigarette smelled even more annoying than the stove, but he didn't move at all.

"Is there any cigarette? There is any cigarette?" Brother Yi looked like a blind man. He couldn't see the fireworks in the room and his greasy big face. He inserted the cigarette into his mouth and pecked him twice.

"I'm opening the window! Wife, wait." Peng Cheng was busy opening the windows of the inner and outer rooms. He took a plastic hard board and slapped the cigarette next to Beibei.

That's what she saw that day.

Like Brother Yi, Peng Cheng also wore a pair of big shorts, which was quite comfortable. He hung loosely around his waist, obviously a size larger than his body. The white background and yellow-green flowers were very eye-catching. When he turned his head and saw Beibei looking at him, he smiled so much that his back teeth were exposed.

Brother Yi was dressed more skillfully than Peng Cheng. His gray shorts looked more classy than Peng Cheng's one. The fabric seemed to be washed, hard, but a little thin. He tightly outlined his overly plump buttocks. His belt was completely covered by the fat flesh falling from his belly. Only when he stood up and picked up things could he vaguely see that it was a thin brown belt.

His dark black pattern covered the entire skin, and the tattoo on his back was so easy to identify. Brother Yi called out one of his brothers and sisters, making Beibei feel very awkward. Peng Cheng could tell at a glance that his wife hated this brother, so he found an opportunity to change the topic and send her home first.

——

As soon as he pulled Beibei out of the door, Peng Cheng asked, "Wife, are you bothering him?"

Beibei's big eyelids deliberately touched it: "Who is he? Why are you with him?"

"A guest who comes to the bathhouse for a long time." He looks disgraceful, like a child who has made a mistake.

"He has taken a shower? It's so dirty." Beibei said vividly, making the young man laugh. He angrily approached and took the girl's arm: "Wife, what are you saying? How can you not take a shower? He will take a shower all day long."

Peng* didn't lie about this. Brother Yi really always went to take a shower. He always opened a room on the second floor to find the same technician to pinch his feet. Every time he gave him three hundred, he would pinch it for an hour. Peng Cheng said that Brother Yi could help him find a better job so that he wouldn't have to do these shoe shining jobs.

"I think it's good here too." Beibei didn't say what she said in her heart, but it was her most sincere judgment of him. She didn't think it's good here, but she felt that it's good for him.

Peng Cheng didn't refute, but no matter how he looked at his face, he had a sarcastic smile. He stopped from time to time on the way back to reason, saying that wouldn't it be better if he found a better job?

"But I think Brother Yi is not a good person." Beibei tilted his head and stared at her boy: "He doesn't look like a good person."

Peng Cheng also agreed with this, but he said it was not important whether it was good or not. What was important was whether it could be accomplished. Peng Cheng used only one sentence to completely understand Beibei: "Wife, why do you think others can't make 1,000 yuan? It's your husband, I can speak, and I'm willing to bear it." He stared at the girl's eyes: "I have to say to the customers one by one, brother, are you shining your shoes?"

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This world is unfair. Everyone’s birth is a coincidence mistake. You are born with something when you sprint, but this birth is not the same.

Some people are born smarter than others, or are born tougher than others, and some people are well educated in the days of their lives. If not, some people will meet people who change their destiny. These people either point out a road of light or give some inspiration, so that they can get closer to success, right?

God may not have the energy to take care of too many people, so people are ordinary people, so more people are willing to work hard and are willing to envy those big bosses who trade for millions or tens of millions of dollars. Watching them speak with their beards and staring, and then humming and sending others. Beibei never thinks these are shameful and sad, but she can't ask others the same, right?

"Conscience is lost in difficulties."

Many people will live like a good person when they live happily, but once their own survival is threatened, whether they can still be like a good person is really worth thinking about.

Beibei did not stop Peng Cheng anymore. She couldn't do what he could do. She remembered his parents, the mountain, and when he talked about the mountain, she looked so resolute that he looked now, her eyes were shiny by the water. That day, after she lowered her head and listened to Peng Cheng's words, she pursed her lips tightly, and she could no longer say anything.

——

In the days that followed, after work, Peng Cheng mostly stopped waiting for her. He was always with Brother Yi. Where did they go? What did they do? Beibei didn't know, and she didn't ask.

One day, Beibei saw Brother Yi at the door of the bathhouse where Peng Cheng worked. That day, Peng Cheng was on duty and the follower was not around, so only Brother Yi was left. He was wearing a linen cotton shorts, and his pants were too thin, making the play in his crotch bulge so much that it almost broke the thin shorts. The cotton trousers were wrinkled and could not be stretched. A black strap was hanging on his shoulders, making him very straight. His snow-white sweatshirt seemed to be the first time he was wearing it, and his back was already soaked in sweat.

Brother Yi carried a small bag, which was a bit of a nouveau riche. The sign on the Louis Vuitton was big and flashing, and it was so fake that the girl saw him from afar. It seemed too funny, and she couldn't help laughing.

In the past, when Beibei saw Brother Yi, she always turned around and left. Today, she didn't know what happened, but suddenly she smiled at him, and she was so charming that Brother Yi walked towards the girl happily as if she was locked on her butt by anesthesia needle.

——

"My little brother, are you here to find my little brother? He is working today!" Brother Yi's open mouth was covered by the beard on it, and it looked disgusting, as if his nose hair was stuffed into his mouth.

He asked this, and Beibei had to exchange a few greetings with him. But he said just perfunctory words such as the weather was so hot. He just said a few words. Brother Yi seemed to meet an old friend and must treat Beibei to a meal. He also said that the smoked dog neck in the dog meat restaurant next to him was delicious.

"Brother Yi, I don't eat dog meat. I'm a dog, why not fry each other?" Brother Yi had never heard the poem afterwards, but he guessed the meaning, so he suggested to eat barbecue again and again. Beibei repeatedly refused Yi and gave in. Finally, Peng Cheng saw the two people pushing in the bathhouse.

"My wife." He stepped inside and outside the door, stood on the steps of the bathhouse, and signaled Beibei to go to the back door to talk to Brother Yi.

——

"Brother, tell me, you come out too, ask your boss for leave. I will ask for two hours." Brother Yi was still enthusiastic, and he seemed very active.

"Brother, one day, one day we invite you, I will be on duty today, another day! Another day." Beibei saw Peng Cheng insisting like this for the first time, and he actually chatted with Brother Yi at the back door of the bathhouse for more than ten minutes, and he was polite.

Finally, Brother Yi compromised, and Peng Cheng shouted like a singing: "Brother Yi, walk slowly, get together again when you have time!"

The two men held hands and held hands for the past half a day, and finally got rid of it. The old guy waved his hand and left. After three moves, his back was wet with a bigger piece, and his white shirt was soft and sticking to his back. Peng Cheng also waved his hand. Brother Yi turned around and turned the entrance of the building, and then the person disappeared.

"Don't talk to Brother Yi." Peng Cheng turned around, grabbed the girl's hand, and pinched it hard, and it changed shape. He opened his face coldly: "He looks at you so much, don't you disgust you? If you don't disgust, I'm disgusting, don't let him see you." As he said that, he hugged her tightly, as if Beibei was about to be stolen.

"I can't fall in love with him." She smiled contemptuously and leaned on his shoulder, happily.
Chapter completed!