In the dead of night, Jiang Zhilian recalled Guo Xiaoyan's words and what had happened before.

She found that if people are really full of food and support, and when their lives are stable, they will commit hypocrisy.

Meng Qing ignored her before, she was cheeky and flirting, and she would be happy and happy.

Now that they have become lovers, and finally made their relationship public, she began to think crankily, suffering from gains and losses.

Isn't this sick!

Jiang Zhilian knocked on her head and said to herself, "Please be content!" ”

Deep in everyone's heart, there is a room that cannot be seen in the dark, hiding unknown past events and private thoughts.

The closer people are, the less they should explore this hidden place.

How can there be a perfect life!

Once reborn, it will not be without flaws, without regrets.

Jiang Zhilian cheered up, let go of those messy thoughts, and went out to find a store the next day.

Because she had already made up her mind to open a restaurant, she had always paid attention to the storefronts all over Dawan County.

In order to understand the current housing system, Jiang Zhilian consulted a lot of information and inquired everywhere to ensure that the information she had was comprehensive and objective.

She remembers that the reform of the housing system has gone through three decades, which was summed up by later generations of professionals.

We are just in the first decade, and everything is still in the tentative stage.

While the idea of commoditizing housing has been proposed, it has not yet been realized.

In the era of welfare housing, everyone is waiting for promotion, boiling seniority, "relying on the organization to divide the house, and asking the unit to give the house".

The houses are all public, cannot be bought and sold privately, and subletting is also restricted.

This caused a lot of trouble for Jiang Zhilian.

The few well-located shops on the street that she fancies are either glass factories or cotton mills.

When I asked the relevant departments, people's attitudes were either enthusiastic, or lazy, or impatient, or ignorant of them, but the content was the same-

"We can't even arrange the housing of our own employees, so let's rent it to you? Don't think about it, it's impossible. ”

"Where are you? Open a letter of introduction to prove your identity! Who knows what you're going to do with our house! It's hard to say whether you can rent it, so let's get a certificate first! ”

"Uh...... Are you going to rent a house and open a restaurant? I'll go back and ask you, and you'll come back later! ”

"This little comrade, are you asking about the three vacant rooms on Xin'an Street? That one has already been divided, and it can't be rented. ”

……

Running down all day, with a dry mouth and finding nothing.

To say that it is not discouraged at all is a bit false.

But not to the point of discouragement.

Jiang Zhilian slowly returned to the rental room and found that Meng Qing was coming and bathing the little hawthorn.

She leaned on the door frame of the bathroom, lowered her eyes to look at Meng Qing, and asked lightly: "I haven't seen anyone for a week, why are you going?" ”

Meng Qing scrubbed the foamy hawthorn, raised his head, hooked his lips and smiled, "Miss me?" ”

Jiang Zhilian didn't deny it, but she didn't make him too proud, "It's as if you didn't miss me." ”

"Looking for a façade room?" As soon as Meng Qing entered the house, he saw a bunch of newspaper clippings about the house and information about various shops on the coffee table. Seeing that Jiang Zhilian was tired at this time, it was easy to guess her experience this day, "It's not going well?" ”

Jiang Zhilian Nunu sighed lightly, "It's not going well, I didn't expect it to be so troublesome." ”

"It's only been a day." Meng Qing was relieved, and after washing away the foam on the little hawthorn, he said, "I'll accompany you around tomorrow." ”

Jiang Zhilian raised her eyebrows, looking puzzled, "How do you know that I only watched it for one day?" ”

"When I came, I ran into the grandmother upstairs. She said you stayed at home for days and only went out today. Meng Qing got up and took off the towel for the little hawthorn and patiently wiped the dog's body.

"Oh, she cares about me." Jiang Zhilian smiled, "What else did she tell you?" ”

Meng Qing's movements paused slightly, lowered his eyes and replied, "I didn't say anything." ”

Jiang Zhilian snorted lightly, obviously not believing it.

There was a dim light in the bathroom, the filament burned a little black, and it would flicker from time to time, and it seemed that it would die at any moment.

Meng Qing hugged the little hawthorn, slowly raised her head, and saw a strange light flashing in her bright eyes.

After staring at each other for a moment, he reluctantly opened his mouth, "Chen Jianjun came to look for you?" He didn't do anything to you, did he? ”

Jiang Zhilian: "He wants to beat me, and you can't save me!" ”

Meng Qing avoided her gaze, "......"

"I'm kidding you, don't be so serious." Jiang Zhilian changed her brisk tone and asked, "What do you want to eat at night?" ”

Meng Qing let out a sullen voice: "Whatever." ”

Jiang Zhilian knocked on the door frame with her fingers, "No casual." ”

Meng Qing said casually: "Then eat noodles." ”

Jiang Zhilian: "What noodles?" ”

"...... casually" Meng Qing was silent for two seconds, as if he was thinking seriously, and then asked, "Are there any mushrooms?" ”

Jiang Zhilian nodded, "Yes." ”

Meng Qing: "Then eat mushroom noodles, right?" ”

"Okay." Jiang Zhilian straightened up and prepared to go to the kitchen to make noodles.

Meng Qing suddenly stopped her, "That ......"

Jiang Zhilian paused and turned her head to look at him, "Huh? ”

"What Chen Jianjun said is not true." Meng Qing was still wiping the little hawthorn, he hung his head and didn't look at Jiang Zhilian.

"I know!" Jiang Zhilian's voice was resolute, "I don't believe a word of what he said." ”

Meng Qing seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but his expression was not obvious, "That's good." ”

Jiang Zhilian felt that her heart was not as heavy as before.

There are some obvious things that need language and communication to confirm!

She looked at Meng Qing, who was covered in a gentle tone, and said in a gentle tone, "Meng Qing, you can have a secret." Everyone has their own secrets, and this is the right to be human. But never lie to me, can you? I hope that what you say to me, I can believe unconditionally. It's not just about not doubting, it's about being extremely sure, and it's about being completely down-to-earth in your heart. ”

Meng Qing fell into deep thought and did not answer.

"Is my request too high?" Jiang Zhilian didn't get a response, and she was a little worried.

Meng Qing shook his head, "It's not high." ”

Jiang Zhilian stood in place, waiting patiently.

Meng Qing wiped the water off the little hawthorn and put it on the ground.

The little hawthorn shook off the damp dog hair on her body and ran happily to Jiang Zhilian.

When Jiang Zhilian leaned over to pick up the little hawthorn, she heard Meng Qing say in a low voice: "I can't do it." ”

A somewhat surprising answer, but it also makes sense.

Meng Qing is not a person who makes promises easily, he will not emotionally promise things that cannot be done in order to create a good atmosphere for a while.

Jiang Zhilian's face was calm, "Okay, if you can't do it, you can't do it!" ”

She took a breath and smiled wryly, "I may not be able to do it. ”

"Perhaps, there will be white lies......" Meng Qing tried to explain.

Jiang Zhilian's expression was uncertain, "Well, I understand." ”

One stood, the other sitting, neither of them moving, and no one spoke.

Time seemed to stand still.

The little hawthorn was tired of bathing, and was comfortably rubbed by Meng Qing, and was already asleep in Jiang Zhilian's arms.

Only the sound of cicadas came from the courtyard.

There were no lights on in the living room, and it was pitch black.

Silently contested, I don't know when it started.

By the time they realized it, the situation was extremely scorching.

In fact, they can't tell what they are fighting.

After a long time, Meng Qing disarmed and surrendered.

His voice was hoarse, and he opened his mouth as if admitting defeat, "The skinny monkey may have a chance to survive......"

"However, it's hard to say."

"I'm a veterinarian and I only treat animals."

"He was badly injured and in a bad environment......"

"Well, I'll admit, I don't want to save him."

"He didn't deserve to live, and although I don't have the right to judge, I can choose to save or not."

"I didn't help, I didn't do anything."

"That's all!"

Jiang Zhilian smiled, "Well done!" ”

Meng Qing was stunned, her eyes staring fiercely into her eyes.

Jiang Zhilian repeated: "Well done! Meng Qing, you did a great job! ”

Meng Qing: "Really? ”

Jiang Zhilian nodded and replied in the affirmative, "Yes!" Very good! ”

Meng Qing: "Oh......"

Jiang Zhilian walked over, holding the little hawthorn in one hand and pulling him up with the other, "We can be good people, but we can't be saints!" You think about things, you like to drill the horns too much, this is not good. I think I'm about to be influenced by you to like to be cranky. In the future, you should be simpler and honest with me, okay? ”

Meng Qing nodded, "Don't be influenced by me." ”

Jiang Zhilian shook her eyebrows mischievously, "Okay, I'll try my best." ”