There is a rich second generation in the circle of friends

"Hey... You also know that I don't study well. After graduating from high school, I went to a sports school. After graduating from the sports school, I worked as a fitness coach in City D for a few months. Later, I found it boring, so I went to the countryside to support teaching."

"Going to support education in the countryside? I didn't expect you to be quite sentimental."

"What feelings? I'm just looking for a sense of presence in my spare time."

After a brief chat, the three of them had already walked to the basketball court. Zhang Zhang found out that several of them were friends with Wei Xunting when they were in junior high school.

Playing basketball is also interesting when there are many people. Zhang Zhang hasn't played basketball for a long time. He was a bit unfamiliar at the beginning, but he got used to it after a while.

And Jia Chong is not only good at golf and billiards, but also basketball. Compared with Wei Xunting, who graduated from the sports school, he does not show any weakness, but there seems to be a sense of competition between the two.

Wei Xunting seems to be full of hostility towards Jia Chong. He has enough professional skills to suppress Jia Chong everywhere and fight against Jia Chong. Everyone soon noticed this.

Zhang Zhang frowned, and deliberately came between the two when he was walking. He was a little worried that the two would conflict, but the more he worried about something, the more things would happen. Wei Xunting took the basketball from his teammate, and when he turned around, he seemed unintentional He hit Jia Chong hard.

Although Jia Chong's physical fitness is good, he can't compare with Wei Xunting, who was born in a sports school, and what happened suddenly, Jia Chong was hit by Wei Xunting, and he fell directly to the ground. A large piece of skin, dense blood beads immediately popped out from the damaged part.

Zhang Zhang ignored the basketball thrown towards him, ran towards Jia Chong, lifted Jia Chong's bleeding arm, his face paled instantly:

"Bleeding!? Does it hurt? Let's go to the hospital quickly." He helped Jia Chong up and was about to leave.

"Zhang Zhang! Are you leaving now? It's just a little bit of skin, is your friend a man?" Wei Xunting stretched out his hand to grab Zhang Zhang's arm, not wanting to let Zhang Zhang go.

Zhang Zhang turned to look at Wei Xunting: "Let's get in touch later when we have time, I don't worry about him bleeding so much." Then he turned and helped Jia Chong leave the basketball court.

Watching Zhang Zhang and Jia Chong walk away, someone patted Wei Xunting on the shoulder, "Dabao, what were you doing just now, like a fried chicken, did they not invite you or provoke you so that you hit someone like that?"

Wei Xunting turned his head and looked at his friend: "It's none of your business, do you want to beat me? I'll go home if I don't!"

"No more fights, no more fights, it's almost dark, and my wife is still at home waiting for me to eat."

Because it was late, after Zhang Zhang and Jia Chong left, Wei Xunting and others also left.

Because Jia Chong's arm was injured, Zhang Zhang was replaced to drive, and Zhang Zhang drove the car to the hospital.

It was late in the evening, and the hospitals in the town rarely had doctors on duty in the departments of non-critical diseases, so they could only ask the nurses in the nurse's station to simply disinfect and bandage Jia Chong.

After leaving the hospital, Zhang Zhang looked at Jia Chong's arm wrapped in several laps of gauze with a heavy face. Jia Chong raised his uninjured arm, and ruffled Zhang Zhang's hair with his hand:

"Fortunately, it's just a little bit of skin. If you break your arm, won't you have to cry a lot?"

Zhang Zhang glared at Jia Chong: "I am concerned that you can't see it?"

"It can be seen that when it's time to go to bed at night, you have to take good care of me."

"..." Zhang Zhang hehe, "Don't worry, I will cover you with more layers of quilts." Smother you to death!

When the two returned to Zhang Zhang's house, they received a complaint from Zhang's mother:

"It's getting dark today, and I don't know if I'll be back sooner. You see, my meal has been ready for a long time. Come here, come here, and help me put all the meals on the table."

Zhang Zhang saw that Jia Chong was about to go over to help Zhang's mother serve the plate, so he hurriedly pushed him away: "You go in first, I'll come."

Zhang's mother heard Zhang Zhang's words, glanced at Jia Chong inadvertently, immediately straightened up and said nervously: "Why did you get hurt after going out?"

"It's okay. I didn't stand still and fell when I was playing basketball. The nurse who treated the wound was not good enough. The bandage was a bit exaggerated. Auntie, don't worry."

Zhang Zhang hummed: "It's all right? I don't know who called me in pain just now."

Jia Chong took the vegetable plate in Zhang Zhang's hand, showed a meaningful smile to Zhang Zhang from an angle that Zhang's mother could not see, then turned around and carried the plate into the room.

Zhang's father had already woken up, and was squatting to rummage in his wine box. Seeing Jia Chong and Zhang Zhang coming in one after another, he took out a bottle of liquor from the wine box, and stood up with a smile:

"I'm back, Xiao Jia, come and sit down quickly. Let the two of them serve food and rice. We didn't drink enough at noon. Come, let's continue drinking."

"Drink, drink! What to drink!? Three meals a day, don't drink to death!" Zhang's mother came in and heard that Zhang's father wanted Jia Chong to drink, and immediately changed her face.

Although Zhang's mother spoke seriously, but to Zhang's father, it was just scratching the surface and had no practical effect at all. Zhang's father had already taken out three glasses and filled them with wine for himself, Jia Chong and Zhang Zhang respectively.

Zhang Zhang didn't want Father Zhang to drink like this all the time, but the wine had already been poured, and if he said no to drink at this time, Father Zhang would be very upset, and he could only sit at the dinner table for a while, not knowing what to say.

When Zhang's mother was seated, Jia Chong held up the wine glass to toast Zhang's father, and finally added: "The ancients once said that a small drink can hurt the body. Uncle Zhang, let's drink this tonight. I will come back when I have a chance." How about drinking with Uncle Zhang?"

Zhang's father dared to refute Zhang's mother and reprimanded Zhang Zhang, but he couldn't say anything in the face of Jia Chong, a guest, especially when this guest bought him a lot of good things.

Although it felt a little pity, Zhang's father could only nod: "Okay, then we can make a deal, you and Zhang Zhang will come to see me and your aunt more often, and drink with me."

Jia Chong nodded: "Definitely."

Zhang Zhang and Jia Chong had nothing to do after the meal, and went back to their bedroom early.Jia Chong entered the bedroom after Zhang Zhang, and locked the door behind him.

Zhang Zhang got on the kang and played with his mobile phone against the pillow. He just downloaded a mobile game and was doing tasks according to the game's instructions.

Jia Chong leaned over and took a look at Zhang Zhang's game. The picture is pretty exquisite, but the mobile game is basically a routine, purely for killing time.

"What are you playing, I'll go to the next one too."

Zhang Zhang chose the automatic pathfinding in the game, and then threw the phone aside:

"You work so much every day, how can you have time to play such boring games?"

"I heard that you can get married in this kind of game. I also apply for a game account, and then we will get married."

"..." Zhang Zhang thinks it's a good idea, "Then you'll be the next one. I'm a male number, so why don't you apply for a female number?"

Jia Chong thinks it's better to forget it, he should be a husband and wife with Zhang Zhang in reality, for example, now, the night is dark and the wind is high, it is very suitable for doing some things that a couple should do.