After dinner, Xu Yi took out many bags with a big belly and put all the luxury bags and clothes of the supporting actress into it.
Looking a lot, Xu Yi was so tired that he was sweating profusely, dragging his shaky belly back and forth.
Song Yanming was still busy working, and the sound of tapping on the keyboard kept resounding. The two of them were busy and did not disturb each other.
After a while, Xu Yi pulled out the first batch of bags from the bedroom.
The bag was too heavy for her to drag, and she almost stumbled to the ground.
Just as she slipped her feet and stepped back, a big palm behind her held her waist...
"Slow down."
Xu Yi turned around and met his clear eyebrows, and couldn't help blushing.
Before she could speak, Song Yanming swept around the things in the room and helped him clean up in person.
"You take a rest, and I'll do it."
Xu Yi sat down on the sofa and poured himself a glass of water.
Men take the initiative to do this kind of thing, so why doesn't she take a break?
Although Song Yanming is a young master who never touches housework with his hands, he seems to be talented in this regard and can learn it as soon as he learns.
Looking at his diligent appearance, Xu Yi was very relieved. The boss is the boss, and the future is promising to follow the boss.
Xu Yi drank half a glass of water, and the child in her stomach was rolling around again. For the first time, she felt the magic of life in her stomach. He moved inside, as if he was jumping inside.
Xu Yi got up and was ready to go in and clean up with Song Yanming. He saw the contents of his computer at a glance.
Just looking at those words, he can't understand them, and the messy codes are combined together. The more you look at them, the more miscellaneous they are, and the more strange they are.
After packing up his things, it was almost noon. Song Yanming threw things into the trunk one after another, piled up a full trunk, and even the back seat was not spared.
On the way to the suburbs, Xu Yi looked at the river city with an inch of land and an inch of gold in the novel. The endless buildings rose to the ground, and a gentle river crossed the center of the river city, dividing the whole river city into the south of the Yangtze River and the river.
Jiang Qing and Song Wenbin are tidying up the house in a three-bedroom apartment in the suburbs.
After struggling for half a month, I finally gave up the struggle.
The Song couple, who have always been noble and noble, accepted the reality of bankruptcy and began to make fun of their hardships.
Song Wenbin found a job and was eyeed every day. "Isn't this Chairman Song? Chairman Song is here?" Chairman Song, would you like to have a cup of tea?
The place where Song Wenbin works now is the supplier who begged him for cooperation before but was ignored by him. The other party thought of the law to make it difficult for him.
But Song Wenbin can bend and stretch. He understands the truth that the tiger falls into Pingyang and is bullied by a dog. He just thinks that the other party is a dog and works hard.
Jiang Qing is not idle. In addition to preparing meals at home, he helps the surrounding neighbors take care of children whenever he is free, and earns a small income according to the hourly bill to support the family.
Song Yuxi is grown up and sensible. The little girl who studied design is easy to find a job, but she has also been involved a lot and lives outside like walking on thin ice.
Today, I learned that Xu Yi was going to come back with Song Yanming. The whole family was cleaning at home, waiting for Xu Yi to accept the current Song family and give birth to a child and live a good life.
"Mom, is the soup in your pot stewed?"
"Is there any?"
"Take a look. I smell a smell of paste."
Jiang Qing threw away the rag in his hand and went to the room. He opened the lid of the pot and said, "It's not sticky. I went to the vegetable market next door to buy a local chicken in the morning."
Jiang Qing covered the lid. Song Wenbin laughed and coughed when he saw her busy appearance, "This chicken died unjustly." What?"
"It's nothing."
Song Wenbin got up and continued to work, changed the water in the vase, and Song Yuqian sat on the sofa.
"Mom, is she real or fake? Won't she deliberately agree and wait until she comes back?"
Jiang Qing didn't know whether it was true or not. He was very moved on the phone.
"Don't think so badly of people. What if they get better?"
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Dingdong Dingdong...
Jiang Qing quickly opened the door, and what caught his eye was a big bag. "Wen Bin, Yu Qian, come and help!"
The family partnered to move things into the house. It was a three-bedroom apartment. The master bedroom was vacated for Xu Yi and Song Yanming to live in. Now the master bedroom is full of clutter.
Everyone knows that Xu Yi likes to buy it, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he was still a little shocked.
"This, this is too much."
Song Yuxi couldn't help but stare, "Xu Yi, you don't take our family's money..."
Jiang Qing hit her and quickly gave her a look. Song Yuxi swallowed back the words that had come to her mouth.
Xu Yi was also a little embarrassed, "Mom, Yu Qian, see if there is anything you like, just stay. These things are not cheap. They were bought with Yan Ming's money." I plan to sell the rest of the house for the family. How much is this house? Let's buy it so that we don't have to be rushed by the landlord.
Xu Yi took the initiative to say, "Stay what you like, keep a few."
"No need."
Jiang Qing's eyes were a little moist, and he held her hand with a smile. "It's good that you have this heart. We are not suitable for using these things now. If we use them, we will be laughed at."
Being in a high position, the fakes are all true, but now that I have come to this end, living in the suburbs, survival is a problem. It is self-deception to continue to use these eye-catching famous brands everywhere.
"Sit down, and I'll serve you a bowl of chicken soup."
Xu Yi couldn't even find a place to sit in the bedroom, but Song Yanming suddenly came in and closed the door.
"If you like these things, keep them. No matter what I do, I can't let my woman sell things to raise them."
Xu Yi was stunned, "I don't like it anymore. I have to sell it because I don't like it."
"You used to like it best."
In the past, the biggest hobby of female supporting roles was consumption. Which big brand came out and what new products, rare colors, cold colors, as long as she liked it without considering the cost-effectiveness, she would win them all. She can not carry it, she can not wear it, she doesn't wear it, but she must have it. Seeing these luxury goods, she feels full of strength.
"What I like before is different from what I like now. Too many things are piled up here and it's garbage. It's better to sell it."
"Here comes the chicken soup, Xu Yi, come and drink some chicken soup!"
"Here we go, mom."
Xu Yi and Song Yanming passed by and felt the man's decadence. She comforted, "Thirty years in the east and thirty years in the west. It's just a low point for a while. You will soon get through the difficulties. Don't put too much pressure on yourself, just try your best."
"Xu Yi, drink more chicken soup, drink more."
Xu Yi brought it over and took a sip. She almost snored to death. She frowned and almost burst into tears.
Why can chicken soup be salty and sour? How much salt and vinegar should be put in it?
"What's wrong, Xu Yi? Is it delicious?"
Xu Yi took a deep look at Jiang Qing. Jiang Qing relied on the nanny to help him cook, and it was so bad to take it out.
"Eat chicken legs. Now there are two people. You don't have to deliberately lose weight."
Generally, it's not delicious. Xu Yi can still eat it, but it's really bad.
Song Yanming came out of the bedroom and took a sip of the chicken soup in her hand. "Mom, it's too salty and sour. Put less salt and don't add vinegar next time."
With that, Song Yanming poured all the chicken soup, added a little water and stewed it again.