"I ...... the construction site next to me"

"Then can you do it with your waist?" Bei Bei deliberately prevaricated, and before Peng Cheng finished speaking, he said that he was going to the construction site again, which was really frustrating.

The two of them walked in the direction of home, this time it was Bei Bei who mentioned the change of job first, and they both remembered the construction site. The road stretched so long that there was no end in sight, Peng Cheng took Bei Bei's hand and walked in front of her, and the road in his eyes was a street tree that could be seen more clearly.

"Let's not talk about that, I'm upset. ”

——

After that, the two of them didn't talk about work anymore, Bei Bei gradually felt that Peng Cheng was different, but she didn't care much, it was originally her reluctance, and she had to avoid it. At this time, Peng Cheng's feelings, or the unequal feelings between them, he has never expressed his demands! So they don't understand each other, two selfish people, love each other is always extravagant, and in the end, they will long for the other party to understand themselves.

Beibei's mood became more and more irritable, she said that she couldn't tell what Peng Cheng was different, but she felt that his love was getting farther and farther away from her. Anyway, Bei Bei yes, for Peng Cheng's feelings, Bei Bei often feels that she is so faceless and skinless, she longs for him to love him, and every time Peng Cheng makes him disgusted, she expects him to disappear forever, or never appear, as for his love, she still wants, hum, in the end there is no skin and no face.

Peng Cheng spent a few days in that room with ink, eating, drinking, surfing the Internet, and he called Bei Bei every day to ask for money. He didn't know what else he could do, he really didn't want to scout anymore, he was already a man in his thirties, and he was standing with seventeen or eighteen children, then he couldn't do it. Bei Bei quarreled with him a few times, all for work, he didn't understand why Bei Bei didn't understand him, why the person who should understand him the most was the one who shouted the most, even the dry duck Xiao Ze could understand his difficulties, but Bei Bei didn't know, she didn't even want to listen.

Peng Cheng didn't say that he was looking for a job, nor did he say that he didn't look for a job, he just stayed at home, just stayed at home, ate, surfed the Internet, and smoked. This is the collateral benefit of love, if you don't want to work, your lover has the responsibility to support you, if he can't, then he has to find a way to find a job that you are willing to do. A friend of Bei Bei has always been running a business for FMCG, that job is different from that of a waiter, she thought for a long time that maybe Peng Cheng would like to go there, so after talking to Peng Cheng about it, he also felt that this job was the most suitable for him.

——

Today's FMCG industry is just a little bit of goods, and in fact, it can't make a lot of money, but Peng Cheng likes this. Bei Bei found a lot of recruitment information for him, and he seemed very enthusiastic, but Peng Cheng has always been interested. It's not that he doesn't want to go, he really tries it, but whenever the other party asks him to come over for an interview, Peng Cheng is a little worried. He can't care about his flaws and face them confidently, although he really feels that he is very suitable for this job, but Peng Cheng is still timid, so he still stays in the Internet café every day, playing games, playing games again, and continuing to play.

Every day, Peng Cheng asks Bei Bei for some money, money for the Internet, money for eating, money for smoking, all the money, anyway. Although there are a lot of types of money, fortunately, the total amount is not much, only thirty or fifty, and Peng Cheng doesn't want more, he said that he can't control it, and he can spend as much as he wants. But even these thirty or fifty also made Bei Bei fall into an economic crisis soon, and all her own wages were still not enough for Peng Cheng, and she had to borrow a little. It didn't take long for Bei Bei to be unable to bear it, she was not only a problem of not spending it herself, but finally the last straw came over, and the debt collection began.

——

"Sister, I've been a little short of money lately, that money. Bei Bei didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, she was embarrassed, and said that she would give the money in the afternoon.

Like a turkey stripped of its feathers, Bei Bei felt very bad, and when she put down the phone, she didn't go to borrow money first, but called Peng Cheng first. All her frustration was caused by him, and now he can still stay in the Internet café, spending his own money every day to play games on the Internet, which is simply too deceitful.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm playing. Peng Cheng replied blandly

"Why are you still playing?" the girl deliberately accentuated her tone, it wasn't meant to be, she just couldn't stand it.

"Then what am I doing?" changed to Peng Cheng, but it was still bland, and it was none of his business, so he seemed unhurried.

"I don't know what you can do?"

Bei Bei suddenly lost his energy, and put down a dispensable angry sentence, but lit up Peng Cheng's anger: "I'll tell you, I'm playing! Can you understand what I say? It's all human, I don't want to talk nonsense." ”

"Okay, you can play!" Beibei's heart instantly froze, and she was amazed at him yelling at herself, as if he had never yelled before. She didn't even understand how she could have the face to yell at her and break her heart, hadn't she always been?

"What are you going to do, you say, I'll listen to what you're going to do?" Peng Cheng continued to be unrelenting, and the problem that he was about to quarrel to the end came again.

"Alright, you can play! I'm not going to do anything. Bei Bei hung up the phone with a bang, her sadness slid over, and tears rolled down again, but before she could cry enough, Peng Cheng immediately called back.

"No, I'm done with this trouble, what do you say are you doing, what are you calling?" he clenched his voice and shouted, obviously uncontrollable: ", XX is dead again." Saying that, Peng Cheng tapped the keyboard hard, clanging three times.

"I owe money! You don't look for a job, you just play there. ”

In the end, he was angry, but the young man calmed down after listening to the girl's words, and after a long time of silence on the phone: "Okay, then do you have anything else?"

"It's gone. ”

——

It should end well. Peng Cheng Danfan still has a little face, should he find a job under the stimulation of this call? But Peng Cheng won't, no, Bei Bei just got off work, and Peng Cheng's call came again.

"Daughter-in-law, come here!" as if the quarrel in the day did not exist, Peng Cheng said lightly.

"What am I doing in the past?"

"Okay, then you can't come!" Peng Cheng snorted, and there was helpless mockery between his words.

"What do you want me to do?"

"It's okay, don't come here, I'm hanging. The young man hung up, but as soon as he hung up, he called again.

"Beibei, you're so ruthless! I don't have any money, you don't know, I'm hungry. He could hear that he was hugging and yelling, maybe he thought that Bei Bei would call him right away to coax him, but it turned out that she didn't have it at all, so he was angry.

"I didn't give you enough money, you didn't eat?"

"It's fifty, smoking, surfing the Internet, how can you have money to eat?"

"Then why don't you eat, it's enough to eat without surfing the Internet. ”

"You kept me in the hut? I can't stand it. ”

Half an hour later, Bei Bei went to the Internet café, she took Peng Cheng out to eat, and then gave him some money, and then Peng Cheng continued to go to the Internet café to play games, Bei Bei went home, it was really crazy. This set of work is done casually and naturally by two people, one walks in front and the other follows behind, and no one talks to anyone. Bei Bei didn't argue too much with Peng Cheng, and Peng Cheng didn't open his mouth to coax her, everything was like a mother with her son who had been taught repeatedly, and she was tired of complaining and arguing.