It's five o'clock.
Fang Wenping home.
The lighting here is very good, and it is a duplex room on the top floor. The dim sunset slowly shines into the room, making it feel as soft and beautiful as a picture scroll.
Of course, the picture in the kitchen is not so soft.
Dong Xuebin was covered in stinky sweat and was scratching the fish scales. The smell of fish in the whole room was pouring on him. Dong Xuebin couldn't help complaining. He was paralyzed. He came all the way to celebrate your birthday and didn't even bother to change your clothes. He even bought you a gift. You're good. He didn't even care about a meal. You still have to cook it for you? Tell me, what is this? The Power of Time and Wealth 1865
"Are you ready?" Fang Wenping outside urged.
Dong Xuebin was so angry that he said, "We haven't finished cleaning up yet."
Fang Wenping This is so precious, he said, "Hurry up, or else close the kitchen door and listen to the sound of fish scales being scraped. It will make me upset."
Dong Xuebin wanted to go out and give her a kick, and he also said something to her, "You eat ready-made food here, so don't be so particular about it, okay?"
Fang Wenping was very unhappy, "You say it again?"
Ring, ring, ring, the phone rang, it was Fang Wenping's call, she didn't care about it anymore, picked up the phone and said, "Hey, I... um... um, I understand... I said I understand, you can contact about this matter Governor Li go, it's not my responsibility... I'm off today and I'm not at work... You don't understand me, right? I told you to ask Governor Li. If he doesn't care, you can wait until I get to work on Monday to deal with it... That's it."
Dong Xuebin heard it, and thought to herself that Old Fang had gone from Central Commission for Discipline Inspection to here, and was also promoted from the main office to the deputy-provincial-level. The way of working as a co-author has not changed at all. She still has the same tough and bad temper as before. As expected, she is still the same Capital City female hooligan that everyone hides from everyone. I always behave the same way wherever I go, I shook my head helplessly, Dong Xuebin has almost finished packing the fish, look at the time, and let's start.
Fried fish.
stew.
stir-fry.
Dong Xuebin is busy alone.
Fang Wenping was watching TV outside in the living room. She was sitting very calmly and had no intention of coming to help at all. And if you don't want to help, then you won't help. She is still a hermit and an expert in the system. One of them said that the smell of cooking fumes was too strong and asked him to turn up the range hood. Later, they asked him not to put so much sugar in the cooking. She didn't like it because it was too sweet. Anyway, she was always giving orders.
Teething with anger - there is no way to describe Dong Xuebin's current mood.
I wish I could kill Fang Wenping in one fell swoop - this description barely reflects Dong Xuebin's true thoughts now.
So infuriating!
What are you so picky about?
Are you able to come over and cook??
After slamming the kitchen door shut, Dong Xuebin felt out of sight and calm down. I didn't expect anyone else to help me, so I even prepared the cooking, cleaning, and serving area. Finally, when I opened the kitchen door, Dong Xuebin walked out with several plates of fried vegetables, "Everything is ready, let's eat!"
Fang Wenping was on the phone, and his face turned pale when he heard this. Looking at Dong Xuebin coldly, he said into the phone, "Well, so and so... There is no one, just me... You little girl, you are quite gossipy, aren't you? I said no one. The voice on TV, your aunt, I have no friends or relatives here, of course I am celebrating my birthday alone... Um... Haha, they? I dare to call. Do they dare to come? They are all afraid of me, and And my aunt doesn't like crowds. It's too "chaotic"... Okay, I'm going to have dinner here. Kiss your aunt... No matter how old you are, I'm your aunt too, hurry up... Well, be good and go and get busy." Fang Wenping seemed to be a different person at this moment, with a look of motherly love and a very gentle feeling, which made Dong Xuebin's skin crawl. The Power of Time and Wealth 1865
And give you a kiss?
If you don't think the other people's children are shabby, then you still think they are shabby.
Of course Dong Xuebin knows who is on the other end of the phone. It must be her little niece Fang Shuiling, which is why Fang Wenping would show such a gentle expression when talking to Fang Shuiling. By the way, her daughter Qian Qian and Fang Wenping also like her very much. As for other people... she never takes it seriously. If you think about it this way, Dong Xuebin's previous anger at Fang Wenping has dissipated a lot. He should still be quite special in the eyes of Fang Wenping, although Old Fang has never been nice to him. "But that time Old Fang came to her house to drink in the middle of the night, and this time she didn't call anyone for her birthday but only called herself. This can also explain some problems. If people don't care about me at all, why did they call me to celebrate her birthday?
Thinking of this, Dong Xuebin thought about it, forget it, buddy, I won't argue with you, "Big Sister Fang, let's eat. I'm a little tired this morning, my hands are sore, and I don't know if it's done well. You can just eat as much as you like. There are two more dishes, I'll take them."
Fang Wenping hummed and put the phone on the table.
Dong Xuebin went to bring out other dishes and rice, "By the way, when is your birthday this year?" After asking, he regretted it.
Fang Wenping didn't even look at him and just ignored the words.
Dong Xuebin coughed, knowing that he was already this old, so it was definitely not easy to ask about his age, "What about that, do you have wine at home? There is no point in celebrating your birthday without wine, you must drink some."
Fang Wenping pointed to a cabinet, "There is it inside, you can take it yourself. I have a stomachache, so I won't drink it today."
"Okay, then you can drink tea." Dong Xuebin found a bottle of Guojiao from the cabinet. It seemed to be quite old and looked good. He opened it and poured it for himself. He didn't move his chopsticks and raised his glass directly. "Provincial Governor Fang, I'd like to toast you. I wish you will always be young."
Fang Wenping touched the tea cup to him nonchalantly and took a sip.
Dong Xuebin ignored her and drank a glass of wine. After drinking the wine, his stomach felt warm and comfortable. The wine was delicious, "Hey, eat the food, eat the food, and try my craftsmanship."
Fang Wenping has already eaten it.
"How's it going?" Dong Xuebin is looking forward to reading the full text of The Demonic Cultivator.
Fang Wenping said calmly, "That's it, you can eat it."
Dong Xuebin I can't laugh or cry, I'm paralyzed. I spent a long time frying the vegetables, but you just gave me an "edible" evaluation by co-authoring it? Dong Xuebin himself took a bite, and it was clearly delicious. He knew his cooking skills, was satisfied with himself, and knew his own weight. Even though he was not as good as those first-class chefs or other chefs who could cook it beautifully and well, it wasn't just "edible", right?
"Try this again."
"Well, it's okay."
Dong Xuebin didn't ask in the end. He drank and ate food by himself. He was really hungry. Regardless of Fang Wenping's comments, he started to eat happily. He had no choice but to eat in the morning and noon. He spent a long time on the mountain, a long time on the road, and a long time cooking at Fang Wenping's house. He had already fainted from hunger., now I feel more and more hungry as I eat, and I don't pay much attention to grace. There is no need for this in front of Fang Wenping. The two have scolded, "touched" and kissed their necks. Dong Xuebin actually does not regard Fang Wenping as an outsider from the bottom of his heart. At least, he definitely does not regard her as a pure leader, so he is very relaxed.
Fang Wenping frowned, "How many times have you been hungry?"
Dong Xuebin cheered, "I haven't eaten for a day and I'm very hungry. Don't just look at me. Eat too."
Fang Wenping ate very slowly and gracefully. This may be a habit and quality she has developed since she was a child. After all, she comes from a big family. Although Dong Xuebin ate quickly, she ate a lot. Plus, she was drinking wine, so the meal took a long time. The Power of Time and Wealth 1865
After dinner, I looked at my watch and saw that it was already past seven o'clock.
Dong Xuebin Didn't do anything to wash the dishes today. He rubbed his belly and drank the last bit of wine. He didn't move anymore. He was washing vegetables and cooking, so he was still washing the dishes? Forget it. Fang Wenping didn't move, and didn't even leave the dining table. He turned on the TV and watched the news, Provincial TV Station's and Central TV Station's. They saw it at eight o'clock in the evening and neither of them spoke. It's your birthday. What's your mother's birthday? Dong Xuebin also smiled bitterly.
It's past eight o'clock.
It had already turned completely dark.
Dong Xuebin said, "I'll go up and look at the clothes."
Fang Wenping didn't even look at him, and said humbly, "The balcony upstairs."
"Okay." Dong Xuebin went upstairs to the second floor of the duplex.
It still looked luxurious and spacious. It was incomparable to the duplex in Family Compound. After a few glances, he found a large balcony extending out of the corridor. He opened the door and went out. He wiped his shirt and pants casually. They were all wet. And it's not just a little bit wet, but it's all wet, and it hasn't dried much at all. It's only been a few hours since the afternoon, and it's spring just after winter when the temperature is quite cold. It's even harder to dry thoroughly. Dong Xuebin had to take off the clothes and walk downstairs.
"It's not done yet." Dong Xuebin said, "Where is the heater? I'll try it on top of the heater."
Fang Wenping pointed casually, and Dong Xuebin found the heater in the direction of her finger. He didn't dare to put it on directly. His clothes were made of very good materials and would definitely be burned, so he put them on a hook above the heater. Then he continued to watch some unknown TV programs with Fang Wenping.
It's nine o'clock.
Another hour passed.
The clothes were still the same, with no signs of drying at all.
Dong Xuebin also saw now that it was impossible to walk around in this outfit, "Big Sister Fang, you really have no clothes here? I can wear whatever I can, otherwise I can't leave now."
Fang Wenping looked at his clothes and said, "Then just stay here and wait for the clothes to be dried. You can leave when you finish. There are guest rooms on the first floor. You can live there if you want, so I won't care." After saying that, he got up and said, "It's late, I'm going to rest." Then he went upstairs to brush his teeth and wash up, and really didn't care about Dong Xuebin anymore.