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Fang Wei's new home is very close to the kindergarten, but in order to prevent being followed, he has to make many detours every day when he returns home.After a long time, I can feel that the fans' attention to him has dropped. After all, it is better to do something for the idol whose career is in a difficult period, such as making votes, criticizing and even supporting , obviously need their power more.

Fang Wei is used to cooking dinner for one person, and is also used to living a two-point and one-line life.A few days after moving here, Fang Wei was wearing an apron and cutting tomatoes on a cutting board when the doorbell rang suddenly.The cat's back stiffened for a moment, but the people outside the door didn't stop nagging.After wiping his hands and walking to the door, the cat's eyes were mostly blocked by the word "Fu" outside the door panel, and the blocked vision made him unable to confirm his identity.

All I knew was that it wasn't the overweight landlady, but the person who came was thin and seemed to be carrying something in his hand.

The door panel was not very strong, and the man seemed to realize that Fang Wei was standing in front of the door, and stopped ringing the bell endlessly.

Thinking that the door was blocked by fans, Fang Wei rubbed his face in embarrassment, neither advancing nor retreating.After rehearsing countless scenes in my mind, I reached out and opened the door.Worried about being attacked from outside the door, Fang Wei stepped back half a step sideways. The man who squeezed into the door moved neatly. Under Fang Wei's terrified gaze from behind the door, he grabbed the edge of the security door.

"Don't close it, it's me." After confirming that Fang Wei really lived here, the man breathed a sigh of relief: "The child is still outside."

The visitor was not an aggressive person, but an old neighbor from the past. Du Chenghong didn't say anything, but Fang Wei was embarrassed by his overreaction.He said sorry in a low voice, and hurriedly opened the door, and he really saw Du Chenghong's hand still holding a dazed walnut.When the boy with the schoolbag saw Fang Wei, a smile appeared on his face immediately, he shook off his father's hand that was about to pull Fang Wei, and when he entered the room, he looked at him curiously, sitting on the sofa and shaking Two fleshy legs.

"I'm really sorry for being so sudden. Hu Tao is still thinking about your move, and insists on visiting you. I hope I don't bother you." Du Chenghong said, noticing Fang Wei's sleeves rolled up to the elbows, he understood clearly Asked: "Has Mr. Fang already eaten?"

Fang Wei's tomato was only cut in half, and it would take at least ten minutes to eat the noodles.After waving his hands honestly, Du Chenghong opened the walnut-bulging schoolbag, and took out five or six boxes of ingredients as if by magic.Knowing what Fang Wei likes to eat most, Du Chenghong smiled shyly: "We haven't eaten it yet. We originally planned to take it home to eat, but now I don't know if we can join you."

Fang Wei is a hot pot lover, but he has lived alone for a long time, and the pots he usually keeps are rarely used, and he only thinks about it when eating with others.When we were neighbors with Hu Tao and the others before, we ate hot pot at home a lot. Except for Hu Tao's growing appetite, the dishes have become a set pattern. Du Chenghong obviously came prepared and brought Fang Wei's favorite. A base material.

There is no doubt about how Du Chenghong knew his address. Fang Wei was obviously moved after receiving the long-lost hot pot invitation.The pot on the induction cooker was gurgling and steaming, and the delicious spices were floating and sinking. For a while, the small room was filled with a warm aroma.The meat and vegetables were tumbling in the scalding current, Fang Wei stared at them, lost his mind for some reason.

There is everything on the small stove in the kitchen, and the prepared dipping sauce is also very delicious.As soon as the ingredients were hot, Fang Wei immediately piled up hills in the small walnut bowl. The boy's cheeks bulged after eating, like a contented little hamster. Fang Wei stared at it, the curvature of the corner of his mouth never disappearing.When I went to look at my bowl again, there was obviously food, but I didn't quite remember when I picked it up.

The house that Fang Weixin rented is quite old, but except for the big items like the sofa and cabinet, many things are new.The refrigerator and TV are new, the electric kettle and kitchen utensils are brand new, the label on the side of the induction cooker has not been torn off, and even the boiling pot looks like a new one.Small items are even more new everywhere, which is completely different from Fang Wei's previous living environment.

In the past, he was very frugal. Even if his income was stable, he rarely replaced things at home. I don’t know if he saved them all. Now, Fang Wei’s changed consumption concept also shows a point, at least for a while, He doesn't intend to move from here.

Unlike Song Xinheng, Du Chenghong and Fang Wei chatted very well.There is no reason why Fang Wei moved here to find out the bottom line, but in just a few days, the intersection of the two people has obviously increased.In addition to going to Fang Wei's house for dinner twice, Du Chenghong also stuffed gifts into Hu Tao's schoolbag. On the first day, it was a heavy bag of pecans, and on the second day, he stuffed red grapes tightly wrapped in foam paper.

"I can't buy it here, my grandma brought it here by air." Knowing that Teacher Fang used to like to eat these things most, even though the burden on his shoulders was heavy, Hu Tao straightened his back and patted his chest: "Does Teacher Fang still like ham now? If you like it, I will recite it for you tomorrow."

Kindergarten teachers have a rule that they cannot accept things from children casually, let alone accept bribes from parents in disguise.Fang Wei didn't have a partiality for any child, even if he knew that Hu Tao just wanted to show his favor, he couldn't accept these kind intentions calmly.But the child is determined, Fang Wei can only put the things in the drawer for the time being, and return the special products to Du Chenghong when school is over.

"Take these back home. There are teachers' rules in the kindergarten. Besides, I can't eat so much." The red grapes are already ripe, and even if Fang Wei didn't open them by hand, the plastic packaging can't block the honey-like sweetness.Du Chenghong took it, looked at Fang Wei's Adam's apple moving up and down, and thoughtfully did not insist: "If you can't finish eating alone, this weekend, Teacher Fang will come to eat with walnuts at home."

The father and son moved home very early, and Fang Wei did not visit their new home.Although it is a little bit out of bounds as a teacher, as neighbors and friends, there is nothing wrong with reciprocating courtesy.Fang Wei, who had convinced himself, had no choice but to let go of the top-quality self-grown red grapes and homemade ham. Coupled with Walnut's pitiful eyes, Fang Wei couldn't help but say no.

Accepting the invitation, Fang Wei received another long-distance call the next day before he could figure out what gifts to bring to the weekend.

The phone in the reception room at the door rang a few times before going to work, and he listened blindly to people.After the old man in his 60s officially opened the door to go to work, the phone rang even more.After listening to it, it was a young man like a gunpowder barrel, speaking fast and with a strong tone. The uncle understood the meaning of looking for Fang Wei, glanced out through the window, and said that Teacher Fang had not arrived at school yet.

For a while, the number of couriers received by Fang Wei increased dramatically, and the uncle didn't have a deep impression of others, so he dealt with this teacher the most.When such a debt collection call came, the uncle also checked several times whether the name was wrong.The phone call in the morning came to an end, the uncle forgot about it, and the phone rang again at noon, urgently, before the uncle had time to eat lunch, he went to the office to find Fang Wei.

"It's terrible, it's your younger brother, and you didn't pay him back, so he wants to settle accounts with you." Fang Wei was stunned, not knowing when he had a younger brother, and was patted on the shoulder by the uncle earnestly: "Young man People may not have enough money, so they cheated on you."

Fang Wei answered the phone, said "Hello" cautiously, and immediately heard the voice say, "Who asked you to block my phone."

Both numbers, one big and one small, were blocked. It was the assistant's idea, saying that someone must answer the call in the reception room.

"What's the matter?" Fang Wei replied, sitting on the saddle given to him by the uncle, flipping through the calendar at hand.Before turning a few pages, Song Xinheng's voice became louder: "That's right, there is something wrong with your agreement, and you still owe me money."

"I owe you money?" Fang Wei hesitated, wondering if something was wrong: "When will I owe you money?"

"I don't owe much. I will pay you one-fifth of the wedding expenses, and you have lived alone in my house for so long. As for the rent, I have already paid you the cheapest rent." Fang Wei heard There was the sound of paper being flipped over there, and Song Xinheng soon revealed his own figure: "That's all, the total is less than 200 million. These things should also be included in the divorce agreement."

Opening the mouth is a posture of bluffing, as if he is sure that Fang Wei can't afford to pay back the money, the more he talks, the more confident he becomes.Fang Wei didn't know why this person suddenly changed his mind again. Song Xinheng was not short of money, probably just upset about being asked for a divorce.Recalling the expensive wedding, Fang Wei didn't argue anymore: "You still have the wedding invoice, and if you have it, go with that."

"If the price is reasonable, I will give you an IOU." Fang Wei felt a little headache when he thought of the unpaid money, but fortunately, Song Xinheng on the other end of the phone was quieter, and suddenly said: "I can't wait for a long time , you must return it to me soon."

This is bullying, even so, Fang Wei still responded in a good temper: "You first calculate the invoice, and we will talk about it."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, Fang Wei breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to hang up, when Song Xinheng asked without warning: "I will calculate the invoice, but I... I still have a question to ask you, you can ask me from my After moving out, do you live by yourself now?"

"You have to know that before we got divorced, if you did something illegal, it would cost more than 200 million."

The word illegal is used seriously, and it is only used to warn Fang Wei not to do things that violate her status within marriage.Because it has nothing to do with him, Fang Wei agreed.Little did he know that he was only invited to someone else's house for something to eat, and Song Xinheng's eyes and ears had already caught it. It was a warning call from a man who was planning to fight a protracted war.

The re-recorded variety show and a few special invitations from work took up the rest day that he was looking forward to with great difficulty.Song Xinheng was very dissatisfied that he could not see Fang Wei in person, and the single father who came out of nowhere made people feel uneasy.After using some connections to investigate, I found that although this man was married and had children, all the men he had dated before marriage were men.

"In addition to not being able to live with others, you can't stay overnight casually." The ramblings went on and on, relying on the relationship within marriage, Song Xinheng still had the right to speak anyway, and when he came back to his senses, Fang Wei not only did not respond, but directly connected The phone was hung up.

Forget about others, Fang Wei thought, did Song Xinheng reflect on himself when he taught him the law?

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The Sunday exam should be updated. This article is more than 3000 words, and I plan to write more than 3000 tomorrow. You don’t have to wait for me on Sunday. Good night~