Waiting for you at the place where you are reborn

A week later, Botong returned home.

The collective housing in his unit is about to be built. This time he came back, on the one hand, to see his family, and on the other hand, to go to the unit to pay the collective housing money.

Botong has worked in the company for more than two years. Although the title of civil servant sounds good, his income is not very good. Because his work is far away, he bought a car two years ago, so he just had to bite the bullet to raise funds for the house purchase this time.

Fang Zheng had already seen Bo Tong's difficulties. His uncle and aunt didn't have high salaries, so they probably couldn't come up with much money to support Bo Tong. Fang Zheng usually spent money lavishly, and some of it was handed over to his aunt. He didn't have much savings either.

Fang Zheng had over 100,000 yuan in his hand. He thought that it was always better for everyone to work together than to work alone. If everyone contributed a little, it would eventually be enough. He would give as much as he could.

On the night Botong came back, Fang Zheng gave his bank card to Botong.

Bo Tong returned the card to Fang Zheng and said righteously, "How can I use your money?"

"If you treat me as your brother, then stop talking nonsense to me." Fang Zheng looked at Bo Tong. "If you can get the money together, just hand it over tomorrow."

"Fang Zheng, I know what you mean." Bo Tong sat next to Fang Zheng. "I don't want your money, but it doesn't mean I don't treat you as a family. You are 29 years old, and you will be ready to start a family in two years, right? If you give me all the money, what will you give to Du Qingqing when we get married?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Put yourself first. If you need it urgently, you can use it first. You can always earn more money."

"That won't work either. You're a big spender anyway, you won't be used to it."

"Don't worry, my current income is not bad, and I will definitely not treat your Du Qingqing badly."

Fang Zheng teased Bo Tong, but made Bo Tong embarrassed, "Why are you talking nonsense? Du Qingqing is not mine, she is yours."

Fang Zheng smiled, "Du Qingqing is mine, but you must keep the money. When you get your house, you can give me a room to live in."

"I've sent you the password on WeChat." Fang Zheng stuffed the card into Bo Tong's hand without hesitation and walked out of his room quickly.

The next day, Botong took the collected money to his unit and paid off the fundraising amount.

At home, Yang Hua couldn't wait to make an appointment with Du Qingqing and her mother for dinner, and called Fang Zheng early in the morning to ask him to reserve a table at the restaurant.

After Fang Zheng made a reservation at the restaurant, he called Du Qingqing and said, "My aunt invited you to dinner today. Is she going to propose to your mother? You have to prepare your mother mentally."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Du Qingqing shouted softly.

Fang Zheng was thinking about Du Qingqing's shy look on the phone. She must have blushed and bit her lips again.

"I'm not kidding you anymore." Fang Zheng said, "My aunt said that she must treat you to a meal and formally introduce you to them. This is the way to be responsible to a girl. Besides, the New Year is coming soon, so we can celebrate it in advance for both families."

Du Qingqing was touched, "Auntie Yang is so nice."

Fang Zheng chuckled, "Aren't you going to follow me and call me aunt?"

"That's not serious. I'm hanging up." Although Du Qingqing said this, she did not hang up the phone. Her soft breathing could be heard from the other end of the phone.

"Du Qingqing, are you still there?" Fang Zheng asked.

"Yes." Du Qingqing replied.

Fang Zheng kissed her loudly on the phone and asked, "Did you hear that?"

Du Qingqing showed a beautiful smile and whispered to Fang Zheng on the other end of the phone: "I love you."