A foreign city, dear you

Wang Daqun is an energetic person. Even after running around for two or three days, when he returns home, he is not thinking about resting immediately, but thinking about how to carry out his work.

Wang Daqun didn't think about Li Huamei crying sadly in the bedroom. He had forgotten the quarrel.

After washing, he walked into his usual room, turned on the air conditioner, and turned on his computer.

He wants to work, he wants to make money, he wants to do a great job, wash away the shame he suffered from Boss Mo, and look good in front of his relatives and friends.

Wang Daqun didn't know how long he had been sitting in front of the computer. He heard Li Huamei opening the bedroom door and Huan'er's slight cry.

What is Li Huamei doing? Why is Huan'er crying?

Wang Daqun would not care about them, as if they were not his wife and daughters, but just people with whom he lived and had nothing to do with them.

Not right either.

In Wang Daqun's eyes, they were just two useless people who needed his support.

Wang Daqun thought of the skirt on the sofa again.

How could she still have money to buy such expensive clothes? Did I pay too much? It seems that starting next month, I won't be able to give her that much money.

After all, he is still too young. He really doesn’t know how to run a house, let alone share my worries and solve my problems. It is better not to marry a wife who is too young. It is useless except for a mouth.

Huan'er cried again.

A girl's movie makes her cry every time!

Wang Daqun was tired of hearing this.

Alas, it is also melancholy! I am almost forty years old and I don’t have a son yet.

Wang Daqun heard Li Huamei close the door again, and the house became quiet again.

Wang Daqun returned to work, analyzing the data obtained from market surveys in the past few days.

As the analysis deepened, Wang Daqun found that high-imitation mobile phones seemed to be becoming more and more popular in the market.

Wang Daqun became excited.

Yes, just develop a high imitation mobile phone!

The demand for high imitation mobile phones has just begun, and there will definitely be a heyday in the future.

As long as we can put our high-end replicas on the market before the end of the year, we won't have to worry about making big money.

After making money, you can expand the scale of your mobile phone, add a few more projects, and make more money.

The more Wang Daqun thought about it, the more excited he became, as if he had already seen the red bills waiting for him in bundles.

When I make money, I will buy a BMW.

When I make money, I will no longer rent a house, but will also buy a house along the city. He didn't look down on the houses in Yancheng before, but he didn't expect that after a few years, the house prices in Yancheng would rise rapidly, and they would suddenly be beyond his ability.

What about after buying a house? Who will live there?

For Li Huamei? Give it to Huan'er?

Wang Daqun was unwilling to do so, feeling that they were not worthy. He regretted that he was bound by his third unsatisfactory marriage, and had thoughts of breaking free.

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Lin Shushen parked his tricycle opposite Xiya Garden on Mingtian Road and took Yaya out of the car.

His sister Ye Lian asked him to take Yaya to her house for dinner today, so he went home early today and took Yaya out.

Lin Shushen still wore a long-sleeved shirt in the hot summer as before.

Yaya is already five years old. She has grown much taller and the hair on her head has become much thicker. Her hair has been grown long, with two braids, and she is wearing a floral skirt. She no longer looks like a tomboy, but a pretty little girl.

Yaya loves to smile very much. When she smiles, she reveals two rows of fine, snow-white teeth like shells.

Lin Shushen did not take Yaya directly across the road, but took Yaya's hand and walked downhill.

As Yaya walked, she looked at the shops on the side of the road.

This is the center of Xiangyang Town, naturally more bustling and lively than the place where Lin Shushen rents. Yaya comes to town less often, so she is new to everything on the street.

Passing by an ice cream shop, a sweet aroma wafted from the shop.

Yaya slowed down, but did not stop. She just kept glancing into the store and swallowed her saliva.

"Yaya, do you want to eat ice cream?" Lin Shushen asked.

Yaya shook her head: "No, no."

Lin Shushen stopped asking and continued walking forward with Yaya.

Yaya followed obediently, looking back at the ice cream shop as she walked.

Lin Shushen saw Yaya's reluctance to leave the ice cream shop. He turned around and walked back with Yaya.

"Dad, why are you back again?" Yaya asked in confusion.

"Dad takes you to buy ice cream." Lin Shushen said.

"Really?" Yaya was very happy.

"Really." Lin Shushen nodded seriously.

"Thank you, dad." Yaya was as happy as a little bird.

Yaya let go of Lin Shushen's hand and skipped towards the ice cream shop.

Lin Shushen looked at Yaya's back, and suddenly felt a little sad: From now on, it will be difficult to see her lovely back again, it's really hard to let go.

Yaya looked around in front of the ice cream counter, then turned back and waved to Lin Shushen, signaling Lin Shushen to hurry up.

"Dad, can I have a chocolate ice cream?" Yaya tentatively asked Lin Shushen who came up to him.

Lin Shushen said nothing and looked at the price tag.

Yaya observed her father's face, tilted her head and asked, "Dad, is it expensive? How about I change it."

Lin Shu smiled deeply: "It's very expensive, but Yaya likes it. Dad allows you to eat one today."

"Really? Thank you, Dad." Yaya's voice was crisp.

Lin Shu touched Yaya's head lovingly.

This girl is always so well-behaved and polite.

Lin Shushen paid and the waiter handed over an ice cream.

Yaya stretched out her little hand and took the ice cream.

The ice cream exudes a sweet flavor, and its top is twisted into a beautiful textured tip, like the flickering flame on a torch.

Yaya stared at the ice cream with little stars in her eyes.

She stuck out her tongue, but retracted it, smiled shyly, and looked up into the woods.

"Why don't you eat?" Lin Shu asked with a deep smile.

Yaya held up the ice cream: "Dad, eat it first."

Lin Shushen stuck out the tip of his tongue, licked it gently, and sighed with enjoyment: "It's so sweet!"

Yaya giggled, and the two rows of shell teeth exposed were very beautiful.

"Yaya, eat it quickly, otherwise it will melt soon." Lin Shushen reminded.

Yaya then licked the ice cream bite by bite. It was fragrant, sweet and ice-cold.

Lin Shushen held Yaya's hand, left the ice cream shop, and continued walking downhill.

The temperature outside was high, and the ice cream quickly began to melt, falling drop by drop.

Yaya was so anxious that she ate so much that her cheeks and teeth were about to freeze.

This may be the most delicious ice cream Yaya has ever eaten, and she doesn't want to waste it. Normally her parents would not buy her such good ice cream, but it was rare that her father was so generous today.