With a smile and a yearning, Zhang Jun lay in bed and soon entered a dream.
Summer is beautiful. She took away the cold, the dreariness and the vitality. Grass, flowers and trees are all competing to grow in Liaoying, a small town in the northeast near the sea and along the river. It is not too hot in summer, especially in the morning and evening.
Zhang Jun got up very early. He leaned on the windowsill and looked at the newborn sun rising in the direction of the sun. The red sun rose from Ran Ran in the east. It was big and round, and it was not dazzling at all. The sun was also very soft, and the sky was bluer against a few white clouds.
At this time, his heart is full of hope. He hopes to come to 9: 30 early, and maybe he will be surprised today.
After breakfast, both parents went to work, and then the temperature gradually rose. He thought it was still early, so he took a bath to cool off.
Zhang Jun thought about the future happiness while taking a shower, and unconsciously immersed himself in the arms of happiness.
Suddenly, a quick knock at the door interrupted his fantasy, and he said that his parents had forgotten their keys again.
Thought of here, he walked around a scarf with a head of soap foam in front of him. The door was tied outside by Yang Jiahui. Zhang Jun suddenly felt a fever in his face, and Yang Jiahui bowed his head shyly. She murmured, Go quickly and hate people.
Oh, Zhang Jun promised to run into the bathroom quickly, but he forgot that the scarf was entangled in a big gap behind his predecessor, and he didn’t care about those. Zhang Jun was in a fog in it, so he took a bath and calmed down for a while before he came in with a red face in casual clothes. He smiled and said that my mother forgot to take the key before going there.
Yang Jiahui still bowed his head. After the novel, I didn’t pay attention to anything.
Zhang Jun sat next to her on the sofa and hugged her gently. What did she say? Besides, her wife could watch it if she wanted.
You’re annoying who’s your wife. Yang Jiahui said, cover your face and lie on his legs
It took Yang Jiahui a long time to straighten himself up and say, I was afraid you would come to me, so I came early to say that I came today to surprise you.
What surprised Zhang Jun? Can you tell me?
Yang Jiahui just returned to normal. She stroked her long hair and said, Do you know that we bought stocks yesterday?
Yesterday, I saw a stock pattern, and he was the same. That stock finally doubled. Is this the market? Zhang Jun said.
Yang Jiahui said angrily that it’s not graphics, so we should remember that I said the base surface has changed.
I haven’t found the base surface for a long time, Zhang Jun said
Yang Jiahui gave him a white look and said that the largest shareholder of the company would transfer its shares to the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission of a certain province. Do you know that this is a super good thing, just like a woman has found a good husband’s family?
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt that this metaphor was very inappropriate, so she changed her mind and said that it was like a man finding a good father-in-law.
Zhang Jun was amused, and his face stuck to hers, saying it was all the same.
Two people cuddled for a while. Zhang Jun said that I haven’t folded the quilt yet. When he finished, he ran back to his room and piled the bedding to the bed. Even if it was finished, he just turned around and saw Yang Jiahui giggling at the door. She said that you wouldn’t have folded the quilt yourself. Let me help you.
This is your writing, Yang Jiahui said, pointing to the wall banner
How did you write last night? Zhang Jun asked.
Yang Jiahui looked at it carefully for a long time before saying that writing is really good, and I will be ok with you.
Just finished, I realized that this sentence might be bad, but Zhang Jun was right. Look at your master’s method one day. Didn’t you say he wrote very well?
Yang Jiahui blushed for a while before saying that he, he, he had long since stopped practicing.
Zhang Jun said with a smile, you can’t forget this. It takes some skill for a driver to ride a car. It will never be forgotten by a generation, just like many legalist painters put pen and ink for a year during the Cultural Revolution, but once they pick it up, they will recover in a few days.
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Zhang Jun went on to say that this is called naked thinking.