has decided to work in Zhou Yi's company, so he began to look for a house nearby. Zhou Yi's company in the East Second Ring Road. Nearby houses are even more expensive. My head is getting bigger.

At that time, Beijing experienced two rounds of housing policy regulation, and both housing prices and rental prices doubled several times, which seems to be the biggest irony of regulation. I've been searching the Internet for days, and every time I read a piece of information, my heart trembles. The two-bedroom house is not daring to look at all, the ordinary one-bedroom is more than 4,000 casually, and the high-end community with good supporting facilities is not to mention, even the old man's house is more than 3,000. I gasped again and again.

In the end, it was easy to see a shared three-bedroom old man's house, there are already two families, only a small room facing north, maybe it was originally a utility room, there is no heating, the price is quite cheap, 1000 a month. I was immediately happy to settle down.

On Friday afternoon, Xu Shuo arrived on time. I put on my coat and curled down the stairs. Xu Shuo couldn't help but speak: "Auntie, you quickly let Guo'er think about the fake show." ”

I gave him a blank look, "Stinky poor." "It's strange that Xu Shuo has the truth in his mouth.

Listening to Xu Shuo Baihu all the way, he came out with a straight sentence when he was almost at his house: "Weiwei, no matter what my mother says later, you must not miss it." ”

"Don't worry. "I promised someone else, so naturally I won't break my promise.

The second time I saw Xu Shuo's mother, although she was nearly fifty years old, she was still very well maintained, like a woman in her forties, with very white skin and a dark velvet sweater, which looked elegant and decent. I was watching TV on the sofa in the living room, and when I saw Xu Shuo and I coming in, I was slightly stunned, stood up and smiled lovingly: "Miss Zhao, we meet again." ”

My face flushed and I called softly, "Auntie." ”

Mother Xu came over and took my hand and sighed: "It seems that I have lost some weight." "My heart warmed, and I felt a little closer. At that time, I was recuperating from my injuries at Ziyue's house, and my complexion was naturally much better than now.

After chatting a few words, I asked what I had been doing lately, and when I learned that I was going to work in Zhou Yi's company, Xu's mother glanced at Xu Shuo with disgust: "Why don't you let Xiaowei go to you?" I was stunned, and my heart fluttered, don't goof.

Xu Shuo was clever, and rubbed his mother's shoulder: "Mom, this is called distance produces beauty." If you are tired of being together every day, you will be aesthetically tired. Aren't you going to work with your dad too?"

Mother Xu patted Xu Shuo fondly: "How can it be the same." After saying that, he chatted with me casually, but I was very careful, and I didn't dare to answer lightly, for fear that something would go wrong.

While chatting with Xu's mother, I looked around the living room, Lao Xu likes antiques, and the living room is very Chinese-classical. The cases set off by several plum bottles are quaint and poetic. Suddenly, I noticed that there was a cursive script hanging on the west side of the living room, although I didn't know it, but because Mr. Xu gave me a piece of writing last time, it looked a little kind.

I looked at the picture and smiled, "It seems that Mr. Xu likes cursive very much." ”

Mother Xu smiled faintly: "It was sent by Feng Ziyue." He probably felt that he owed Lao Xu a favor, so he had to send another one. It is said that it is much more valuable than Lao Xu's original one. Do you think you're out of sight?" he said and looked at me fixedly.

I panicked to avoid her eyes, but my heart suddenly throbbed. It turned out that I was really getting him in trouble, and while I was stupidly holding the cursive script and still complacent, he was cleaning up the mess for me. Looking at that cursive script, it was like a slap in the face. Feng and Lao Xu are incomparable, in addition to mixing in shopping malls, Lao Xu also has a strong officialdom background. I dismissed Lao Xu's face last time, and I knew that Feng Ziyue had made so much effort to make up for this hole.

Lao Xu also hung this painting in the most conspicuous position in the living room, every time Ziyue came to see it, what kind of mood should he feel? His stupid woman caused him trouble, and he kept this painting to show off his power here?

My heart hurt so badly, but I couldn't say anything.