The president is bullying: the creditor is too stingy

Chapter 327 The Landlord's Daughter

"It doesn't matter, if you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about no firewood. As long as we are all well, there will be a day when we stand up again."

Zheng Yingming lowered his head in a depressed mood, and raised his head in surprise when he heard Fan Haifang's remarks.

Fan Haifang smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Mom will help you, I will be your Zhuge from now on. What are you doing now?"

Zheng Yingming looked at Fan Haifang in surprise, he seemed to see the light of excitement in his mother's eyes, she should be very depressed seeing him like this, shouldn't she?

How... It was completely beyond his expectations.

Zheng Yingming was stunned for a moment, without saying a word, just looked at Fan Haifang, and Fan Haifang laughed.

"Mom, I'm finally free. I was a little overexcited for a while, but it's not enough to become a mental patient. Do you want you to look at me like this?"

Zheng Yingming shook his head and said, "No, it's just."

"You still have not answered my question."

Zheng Yingming groaned, and said, "I don't have any formal job, I just help people deliver couriers."

He thought that Fan Haifang would frown and taunt him, but after waiting for a long time, the other party didn't say a word. When he looked over, Fan Haifang was seriously thinking about something.

"You said you were delivering a courier?"

Zheng Yingming nodded.

"Not bad, at least it's a decent job."

"Ah? I thought..." Zheng Yingming didn't continue, thinking that Fan Haifang looked down on this job from the bottom of his heart.

She said affirmative words on her lips, but her expression didn't seem very satisfied.

Zheng Yingming didn't have any emotions, which was expected.

Fan Haifang was somewhat dissatisfied with him, but the problem was not with his career, but with why he did such a poor job.

"Although I have been locked up for a few years, the express delivery industry can't be so bad. At that time, I still wanted to open an express delivery company because I thought this industry had a bright future, but how did I come to you? It was subverted, didn't you find the reason?"

Zheng Yingming couldn't deny what his mother said, the problem was indeed with him.He lowered his head and said nothing. In the end, Fan Haifang pushed him, but he couldn't avoid it, so he opened his mouth.

"Express deliveries are all piece-based, and one piece is charged for one yuan. If I deliver less, I earn less."

Fan Haifang looked him up and down, and said: "I think you are quite able to endure hardships now. A young man, how can you get mixed up in this job with express delivery? The whole body costs 1000 yuan, which is all your belongings. No, tell me, yes There is no other secret."

Zheng Yingming avoided her eyes, and said in a low voice, "Isn't it just for a living? If there is any hidden story, you can see what you said. It's like the police cracking the case. I can't bear the pressure."

"I'm not putting pressure on you. I want to help you. The premise is that I have to understand your current situation. Our mother and I have been separated for such a long time. I don't know anything about your life. What difficulties are you facing? Tell me Me, I really want to find a way to help you solve it."

Zheng Yingming obviously didn't want to say anything, so he turned sideways, unwilling to talk to her. "Don't ask, you won't get any results if you ask around. I know you feel awkward looking at the current situation. In Tan Zongming's place, it is said that your freedom is restricted. At least his yard is big. The place to live is spacious, with good food and drink."

Fan Haifang interrupted him, and said directly, he looked around and said his reason, "You just don't want to tell me, no, you don't want anyone to know the reason, because you feel ashamed, but it's definitely not just your hands and feet. The reason for the lack of express delivery, if this is the reason, you wouldn't have told me directly just now."

Just when the mother and son were in a stalemate, there was a knock on the door. Before Zheng Yingming could call in, a girl came in with food.

The girl called Ying Ming first, then looked at Fan Haifang and said, "This is my aunt, she looks so pretty."

Fan Haifang smiled and said: "Look at you, I should have said this, but you took my lines away, let me say something."

She stepped aside and let the girl in, "This girl is really juicy and has a sweet mouth, so cute."

The girl looked at Zheng Yingming and winked at him, as if she wanted him to introduce her.

Zheng Yingming hesitated and seemed unwilling.

Fan Haifang smiled and asked, "Yingming, why don't you introduce me?"

Zheng Yingming said reluctantly, "This is Qiao Lingling."

"Lingling? Okay, where do you live? It's near here." Fan Haifang said, took the food she brought over, and wanted to put it aside, but finally found that there was nowhere to put it, so he had to temporarily put it on the wooden bed. corner.

"Live next door?"

With these things in hand, you can't live too far away.

Qiao Lingling lowered her head and smiled embarrassedly, "Didn't Yingming tell you?"

"No, I..." Zheng Yingming interjected, as if he wanted to explain, but he just swallowed it back.What can he say?

"This house and this yard belong to our family, and I live in the big house over there. If you want, you can come and have a sit."

Hearing what she said, Zheng Yingming obviously frowned and disapproved, but kept pursing his lips and didn't say anything.

Fan Haifang said: "This child Yingming, don't tell me anything. Lingling, how long has he lived here? In other words, how long have you known each other?"

Feeling Fan Haifang's gaze, Qiao Lingling suddenly felt a little hot on her face, with a little blush on her cheeks, lowered her head, and said shyly, "It didn't take long, he has lived here for nearly three years. We just met when we were hungry. Three years."

Fan Haifang nodded and said: "It's not long, but it's not short either. Three years, how many three years can a person have in a lifetime. Ah, by the way, Lingling, what do you think of Yingming?"

Before Lingling said anything, Zheng Yingming couldn't take it anymore.

"Mom, you're almost done, let Lingling take it here. Are you an interrogator?"

Zheng Yingming was a little unhappy and went to the side, picked up a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and was about to start.

Fan Haifang said: "I asked you, but you refused to say anything. Now that I don't ask you, you feel psychologically unbalanced again, don't you? You are called mental illness."

"You have a mental illness!" Zheng Yingming retorted distractedly.

Who knew that Fan Haifang was not annoyed at all, but also nodded, affirming his statement.

"You are right. I have a mental illness. I have always had it. I knew it before I approached that home, but I never saw a doctor, because it would be useless even if I did. Now, it is more serious than before. It got worse, and sometimes I even felt like I was really going to become mentally ill."

(End of this chapter)