Xu Jianghe and He Ying's idea that Xu Cheng wants to live alone is completely the attitude of adults to have fun.

Xu Jianghe gave a favorable opinion.

"Okay! Yes yes, yes absolutely. ”

He Ying nibbled on the apple, and her tone was full of teasing.

"I don't think you know how good your family is, let you stay for two days and you'll be in a hurry to come back."

Xu Cheng stood in front of the TV and coughed twice.

"Then I'll move back there tomorrow, you two don't think about me at home."

He Ying laughed as if she had heard some joke on the sofa.

"Then you have to hold on until we both think, don't go tomorrow morning and come back in the afternoon, stay out. I don't have to worry about living out, I can make you a bowl of rice less. ”

She was still looking forward to it, and when Xu Cheng called pitifully, crying and shouting, Mom and Dad, I want to go home.

Also went out to live

I don't have the ability to know!

Looking at his parents who did not stop him at all, Xu Cheng felt that he must have experienced such a scene.

Probably in his previous life when he was in college.

His parents went to the university to see him off, and when he said goodbye, the family had three mouths, one harder than the other, and they all wanted to part quickly, and it was annoying to say a word more.

As a result, I later heard that the old lady cried on the way to the train station, and she was reluctant to let her be a good child, and Xu Cheng was not much better, and she couldn't help but have red eyes when she said goodbye.

The next day, Xu Cheng packed a suitcase to pack his clothes, and then brought a computer and bedding, and there was nothing else needed.

He was also going to rearrange it as he thought.

I found a car and spent a lot of time moving things over.

It was a little hot, so I took off my shirt and cleaned up shirtless in the bedroom where I had lived for a long time.

was installing a computer, heard a knock on the door, opened the door, and there was Lin Wancongee standing outside the door.

Today is not a school day, she is wearing a little home, a pale cyan dress, thin, revealing a white calf.

On the feet are beach slippers tied with bows, wrapped in snow-white cute little feet, the nails are moist and healthy, the arches of the feet are beautiful, and the toes are pink and tender.

She glanced Xu Cheng up and down, and covered her eyes shyly.

"Rascals! Why don't you get dressed."

"I'm home alone, so it's not strange to say I don't wear clothes or pants."

The girl squinted her eyes and peeked through the gap between her fingers.

His chest muscles seem to be quite strong, and if you bite it, it will leave a row of tooth marks on it.

Xu Cheng put on his shirt and asked.

"Why are you here?"

Lin Wancongee walked into the house with her little hands on her back, and looked left and right, "I'm afraid you won't be able to do it alone, I'll help you clean it up." ”

After that, he leaned up on his swan-like slender neck and snorted softly.

"I'm in a good mood today, that's why I'm helping you."

"Good, good."

Xu Cheng agreed, turned his head and continued to tinker with the computer.

The computer is very important, for him it is like a warrior's gun, a student's pen, and Aquaman's 001.

The Harbin Batch Network made this time can be regarded as a sum of money that can be made by stepping on the tuyere of the times.

Unlike the last URL navigation, Harpi.com is a serious SNS social networking site, similar to facebook.

However, in Xu Cheng's plan, the website is secondary, and the primary goal is the 08 year, a boom of active participation of the whole people-

Stealing vegetables.

This is the ancestor of a sheep.

Xu Cheng still remembers that in order to prevent his own vegetables from being stolen, he would set an alarm clock to feed the dogs on time, and would also record the ripening time of his friends' crops, just to steal the vegetables before he went online.

Because of the rise of SNS applications in 08, SNS websites launched an open platform to allow external developers to make applications and games on the platform to make money, which contributed to the rise of a group of social games such as stealing vegetables and grabbing parking spaces.

However, this thing was soon dominated by the goose factory, the goose factory is too bad, Xu Cheng can't fight small fish and shrimp, it doesn't matter, he has little interest in operating the game for a long time, and he can quickly cash out money to be satisfied.

Use the website to cultivate the game, and then use the game to feed the website

That is, Xu Cheng's development plan at this stage - Harbin Farm.

He has studied computer languages for so many years and is very confident in this part of development.

At the beginning, Zhang Xiaolong could burst 70,000 lines of code and write a Foxmail mailbox by himself, and he was confident that he could write the Harbin Batch Network and the Harbin Farm on his own.

Lin Wancongee knelt on his small bed, the light cyan skirt was tightly attached to his body, outlining a graceful arc, and there seemed to be a crooked strangulation mark faintly.

"I haven't cleaned it up, so you're in a hurry to tinker with the computer, what's in it?"

"You know what."

Xu Cheng was a little weak-hearted, he coughed lightly, "All I have in my computer are study materials, of course I have to get them done first." ”

"I don't believe it, you just moved back because you feel like you're alone at home and no one cares, and you can be in front of the computer in the middle of the day."

"What? What? ”

"Hit."

Xu Cheng couldn't sit still.

Was it really broken by Guo Zining's color batch?

"Don't talk nonsense, what am I fighting?"

"What else can you play when you play games, can you still fight against the computer?"

Lin Wancongee's eyes glanced to the side, she couldn't get used to seeing the clothes stuffed in Xu Cheng's suitcase, and muttered quietly.

"I'm obviously very good at tidying up, how can I fold my clothes like this."

"I was in a hurry, the driver was still waiting downstairs, and the suitcase was so small."

Lin Wancongee changed from a kneeling posture to a cross-seated position, and the small bed made a creaking sound.

She picked up the suitcase of clothes and folded them one by one on her lap.

Xu Cheng glanced at it, feeling weird, there was a sense of déjà vu in married life, and he was very happy.

"I didn't notice that you have so many clothes, and your usual dressing style is too plain."

"I don't like to dress too fancy."

"Well, it's good for boys to dress lightly!"

Lin Wan's porridge has very dexterous hands, she has been very good at handicrafts since she was a child, even folding clothes is very beautiful.

Folding shirts will be buttoned up, then laid out, folded in half lengthwise along the shoulders on both sides, and finally folded twice to fold neatly.

Sweaters, T-shirts, jeans

Large, small

Each of the girl's clothes has a special folding method.

The white fingers lifted a small piece of clothing in the suitcase, looked at it carefully, and then threw it back into the suitcase in a panic and patted his little hands.

It's dirty!

Don't help him fold it!

His eyes turned to Xu Cheng's side, and he found that he was concentrating on the computer screen, and the flush on his face just now faded a little.

She lay on the bed, her butterfly-like eyes fluttered, and curiously peeked into the suitcase, the small piece of clothing that she had thrown away with disgust.

Black, baggy.

Odd.

How can there be an outline in that position?

(End of chapter)