Ode to Joy clearly loves you

After the big brother is a video, Tan Zongming asked her to video with her mobile phone.

"Are you home?" Ming Zhen knew that he had a party today.

"Just got home." Tan Zongming sat in the study, "Well, how about you? Ready to rest?"

"Not yet, I just talked to my elder brother." Ming Zhen was still in casual home clothes, "My elder brother said you want to buy an old house in Suzhou."

"There is no one living in that house now, and a large-scale renovation is needed to live in it, but it seems that the landlord has no such plan, and it is a pity to leave it deserted." Tan Zongming nodded, "and he has to pay a lot of housing expenses every year. So I asked someone to talk about it, and the other party readily agreed to sell it, but there are still some follow-up issues that need to be resolved.”

"You really think about the dowry." Ming Zhen sat on her bench, "Brother said my dad didn't let go."

"I can understand that it's not easy to marry off my former lover." Tan Zongming joked, "I'm afraid it will be the same when it's my turn in the future, but where there is a will, there is a way, and I have the confidence to convince my uncle."

"Persuade uncle? Please don't hook up with my daddy, he already has my mommy!" Ming Zhen held the phone, "Why don't you try to convince someone who really wants to marry you?" For example - me!

"What do you have to convince me, I am yours now, you must be responsible to the end, otherwise you will be Ming Shimei!" Tan Zongming is very serious "If you dare to betray your heart, I will make the public opinion around you stand on my side , Crack down on your betrayal until you wake up! If you know how powerful you are, don’t think about cheating."

"Mr. Tan, good night." She was speechless and stopped talking.

"Don't talk too late, after all, she is just a friend. She doesn't want to wake up and will only hate you if she wakes up." Tan Zongming smiled. "I recently changed a batch of books. Do you want to take a look?" Please pay attention to him.

"There are never too many good books." Ming Zhen is very willing, "But the reason why I am willing to travel such a long distance is because you are there."

"At this time, we can arrive in an hour." Tan Zongming said in a low voice, "Do you want to try the crazy horsepower of Land Rover?"

Ming Zhen shook her head to resist the temptation, "I don't want to, don't try the horsepower of other cars, take a good rest, even though you are old and I miss you, but I still want Mr. Tan to stay young forever; good night, my Mr. Tan."

"Go to bed early." Tan Zongming smiled, "My goddess."

Hanging up the phone, Ming Zhen's smile gradually faded, and she dialed another person's number, "It's me. If you're free, come to the 21st floor."

"Okay, I'll come up right away."

Six seven minutes later, on the 7st floor.

When Fan Shengmei got off the elevator, he looked for her, and saw her in the living room by the window: leaning on the armrest of the couch, looking at the already quiet scene outside; a little cramped, but still walked over.

Walking behind her, "Aren't you up so late?"

Ming Zhen turned her head back, holding a crystal wine glass in her hand, the Bordeaux dry red in the glass was more colorful through the refraction of the light and the beautifully patterned crystal glass, "What are you going to do?"

Fan Shengmei was a little haggard, "I, I haven't made up my mind yet."

Ming Zhen stood up and turned sideways, "As the eldest son of the family, your elder brother cannot serve his parents to keep the family happy, and cannot protect his wife and children and affect his sisters. It is really useless. It can be seen that favoritism is not conducive to personal growth at all."

Fan Shengmei bit her lip and listened to her words, her words were actually very clear, "Well, give me a little more time, it will take a little time to find a house."

"The matter was caused by your elder brother. Even if he thinks he can't solve it and runs away, we know very well that we need your elder brother to come forward to completely solve this matter." Ming Zhen put the wine glass on the big tea table in front of the sofa, "Contact now Got him?"

"The phone is still off." Fan Shengmei shook her head.

"Xiaomei." Ming Zhen looked at her, "You're not an omnipotent superwoman, you're just an ordinary woman, without superpowers."

"Don't worry, I will find a place as soon as possible and let my parents leave." Fan Shengmei was stubborn and refused to give in in front of her. "It won't trouble you for a long time."

"That's not what I meant." Ming Zhen smiled and shook her head, bent down and took out a red envelope from the gap in the sofa, and handed it over.

Fan Shengmei took it, the letter was still unsealed, the red hundred-yuan bill was clearly visible, she held the envelope with both hands and lowered her head.

"I heard that they didn't bring anything with them when they came to Shanghai. My uncle and aunt are getting old. When they were back home, they were in fear every day. Now they are running around in a hurry. They must be exhausted physically and mentally." Ming Zhen said softly, " I don't know what they like, so you just pick something nutritious and what they like to produce, and give them supplements; and your little nephew, I think he was also spoiled."

Holding the money, Fan Shengmei felt her throat dry and sore, "I thought you were different from Qu Xiaoxiao, but in fact you are still the same in your bones."

"It's not for you, it's for uncles and aunts." Ming Zhen looked at her, "Are you going to hold on now?"

Fan Shengmei slammed the money back on the coffee table, "I'm poor, I don't have any money around me now, but I still have the backbone!" He raised his eyes and stared at Ming Zhen, "You hate my parents so much, but now you tell me these things What are you doing to my parents?" Fan Shengmei snorted angrily, "I remember that there is a sentence in the book you read, the poor don't eat what they get!"

"This statement comes from "Book of Rites? Tan Gong." Ming Zhen showed off a little, and glanced at the envelope, "Actually, the money here is equivalent to the National Day gift I asked Xiaoqiu Xiaoguan to bring home to send to his parents. I think Giving those to you was just selling them to a second-hand store, and the store owner would deduct some value, and your home was in chaos at the time, even if you took them back, your brother might have given them to the victim, so there was no I mentioned it, I wanted to find a suitable opportunity for you; I thought to myself that if you didn’t have a lot of money, you wouldn’t let your parents live under my roof, so I secretly thought that now is a good time, but it seems that you don’t think so of."

Fan Shengmei was startled, and then looked down at the envelope: She didn't count the money, but from the feel of it, even if it wasn't ten thousand, it would definitely be no less than five thousand. Of course, Ming Zhen told Ming Zhen that the money was only five or six dollars. Feeling, so I felt humiliated when I received it.

Ming Zhen bent down and took back the envelope on the coffee table, "Since you don't want it, I won't force it, but I feel a bit chilled by the way you don't need others' handouts. I regard you as a friend, just like Xiaoqiu Xiaoguan. But it seems that you really don’t think so; Xiaoqu and I are indeed very similar, in fact, it’s not just Xiaoqu, Zong Ming said with a smile that the five girls who live with me have similarities in some aspects, I I think it's right, that's why we can become friends, but it seems that I'm thinking too much; I'm sorry, Xiao Fan, you feel that receiving this envelope is a humiliation, and I am very sad to take back this envelope." With gentle eyes, "Fan Shengmei, my Money does not fall from the sky, it is also earned by my labor. Maybe the value of my labor is much greater than yours, but the money is still my labor income. I am willing to give it to you not to please you, but to I think you deserve my help, since you refuse, I will take it back; good night, Miss Fan."

She walked past her.

"Zhenzhen, I, I'm not, that's not what I mean." After hearing her words, Fan Shengmei realized that she had wrongly blamed her. "I just..." I don't know what you're thinking. Fan Shengmei has a lot of thoughts in her heart now, and she doesn't know how to express her complicated thoughts.

"What you mean is irrelevant to me." Ming Zhen turned her back to her, "I know you are in a bit of trouble now, and your pay day is not far away. I have already waived the monthly rent for this month, so at your convenience You can leave whenever you want.”

…Ming Zhen stepped up the stairs, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Fan Shengmei standing there motionless: that hypocritical mask should be completely torn off.