The weather was hot, and Zhang Xiaoyu didn't cook too many dishes for dinner. Boil the pot of millet porridge. A plate of cold white meat, a plate of dry stir-fried bitter gourd. She carefully used chopsticks to put the white meat on the plate one by one, and counted happily: "Half a catty of meat has been cut into seventeen slices, which looks quite a lot." ”

"Our family is a little poor, so we don't have to count it if we don't eat some meat! Sister Xiaoyu, you're too picky!"

Suddenly hearing the voice of her daughter behind her, Zhang Xiaoyu was so frightened that her chopsticks shook, and the piece of meat she was carrying fell to the table. She turned around and slapped it: "If you don't make a sound when you walk, you're going to scare me to death!"

Fu Pengpeng picked up the shopping bag and stopped in front of him: "Can't I surprise you?"

"Buy so many things!" Zhang Xiaoyu didn't slap down, and was startled by the two big shopping bags in front of him, "Die! Don't you save all the money you earn after a hard day on a hot day to buy things?"

Fu Pengpeng put the shopping bag on the table, took out boxes of packaged dishes, and winked at her mysteriously: "Sister Xiaoyu, I met a noble person today." ”

A wide variety of exquisite dishes fill the table. Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes were full of stars: "When you meet a rich man who wants to pursue you?"

"Sister Xiaoyu!" Fu Pengpeng couldn't help laughing, "You are counting on the golden beetle son-in-law to fall from the sky." I've got a job, so add food to celebrate!"

"Huh!" Zhang Xiaoyu rolled her eyes in disappointment, and came to her senses again, "Really got a job?"

"Yes, I'll go to the company to report after the tea exhibition!" Fu Pengpeng proudly slapped Lin Tao's business card on the table, "The photography director of this company couldn't move his feet when he saw me at the tea exhibition, and took dozens of photos of me crackling." After the shooting, he handed me his business card and said, 'Report directly to our company'!

Bang Bang Bang!

Zhang Xiaoyu smirked and applauded, but his tone was full of disbelief: "Is it so easy to find a job now? Don't meet a liar? Aren't you the first time to walk the catwalk, you haven't encountered such a good thing before, and today the good thing has come to the door by yourself? Don't be happy when the time comes, waste the money on this table!"

"Hey, with my beauty, I have more chances of being hit by pies than other girls, right?" Fu Pengpeng sat down and took out his mobile phone, "I look like a chick who is easy to be deceived? I grew up on Hualou Street! When I came back, I checked the information of this company on the bus." He is really the company's director of photography, and he has won several camera awards. The popular Model Zhong Xuna under their company is the protagonist of the advertisement for the drink you like to drink! Take a look at their company's news. ”

As he spoke, Fu Pengpeng took out his mobile phone and flipped through a wave of screens for Zhang Xiaoyu.

"Oh my god, their company's models can still shoot TV commercials!" Zhang Xiaoyu changed his attitude, and his eyes were almost glued to the mobile phone screen.

"The basic salary is 5,000 percent! plus commissions! Permanent jobs! You can go out and earn extra money in your free time! This is a good job, isn't it?"

When she said a word, Zhang Xiaoyu let out a long sigh. The light on his face was added layer by layer, and finally he laughed: "My daughter is going to be red! Mom opened a bottle of wine to celebrate!"

"I'll get it!"

"You sit, I'll go! You're our family's cash cow, I've got to take care of you." ”

Being pressed down by Zhang Xiaoyu, Fu Pengpeng couldn't help laughing.

She looked at her busy mother, and her heart was filled with infinite joy and happiness. She seemed to see a broad road in front of her, as long as she walked steadily, she could go all the way to the blooming flowers.

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On this night, there was no moon outside the window, the sky was cloudless, and the Big Dipper could be clearly seen twinkling in the sky.

Fu Pengpeng lay on the bed, looking at the stars through the narrow window of the attic.

The night breeze blew in, and she seemed to smell the fragrance of the forest again. Fu Pengpeng buried his face in the pillow.

The phone is ringing.

Lin Tao selected several photos and sent them over.

Fu Pengpeng didn't look at anything else, and his eyes stayed on the photo of Cui He when he was making tea for himself. She remembered the morning when the roses bloomed in the morning sun. Cui He stood outside the back door, with clumps of weeds and shrubs under his feet, and he looked like an aspen. The fresh temperament does not belong to a shantytown like Hualou Street at all.

She inevitably remembered that on the day of the Oiran banquet, Song Tao held Cui He's arm, and the sunlight filtered by the transparent ceiling shrouded them, shining brightly.

He is Cui He. It's Song Tao's boyfriend.

Fu Pengpeng let out a sigh in his heart.

Cui He. It's just a good scenery she's seen on the way forward. Covetousness stays for a moment, but it doesn't belong to her.

She was reluctant to delete the photo, clicked on the collection, and threw the phone aside.

Tomorrow she will continue to walk the catwalk. After the tea exhibition, she went to work for Lin Tao's advertising agency. She has to work hard and earn money to make life better for herself and her mother.