Woman 30: I regained my life after divorce

"Hello, is this the gas station?"

"Yes, do you want to fill the gas? Which community are you from?"

Judging from the other person’s accent, he should be an old man.

"Furong Community...Building 28, Unit 2, Room 803," Zhou Sen replied after thinking.

"Furong Community is also close. Please wait for a while. I will be there soon."

"How long is a while? Ten minutes or twenty minutes?" Zhou Sen asked.

"Please wait a moment. I'll call you later. I'm busy now. That's all for now!"

The old man hung up the phone in a hurry.

"Oh, what should I do?" Zhou Sen asked in confusion and struggle.

Zhou Xinyao smiled and said, "Just wait a while. Didn't he say he would be here soon?"

"I'm afraid he won't know how long he will have to wait!" Zhou Sen said worriedly.

"It's okay, at worst we can just eat later."

Zhou Xinyao smiled calmly.

"Forget it, forget it, let's go out and wait."

Zhou Sen quickly walked to the sofa, leaned back and played with his mobile phone.

Zhou Min, come and sit for a while~ Zhou Sen shouted while patting the sofa.

"Don't sit down yet. I'll go wash the clothes."

"Or I'll help you," Zhou Sen shouted without hesitation.

Zhou Xinyao blushed and replied shyly: "No, I can wash it myself."

Seeing that Zhou Xinyao was shy, Zhou Sen didn't try to persuade her anymore. After all, the two of them were not that familiar with each other yet.

Zhou Xinyao was so embarrassed that her face turned red. She hurriedly took her changed clothes to the bathroom to wash them.

Time passed minute by minute, and the old man did not call until Zhou Xinyao finished washing clothes and filled the gas.

Seeing Zhou Xinyao coming out, Zhou Sen glanced at the time on his mobile phone again.

"It's been forty minutes and the gas man hasn't come yet. Is he still okay?"

"Or you can call and ask again. Is it possible that you can't come over today?" Zhou Xinyao said with a smile.

"Let me ask again."

Zhou Sen called again.

"Hello, who is it?"

"I just called you to tell you that I needed to fill up the gas, don't you remember?" Zhou Sen shouted in a resentful tone.

"Oh, I remember. Isn't it the one in Furong Community?"

"Yes, when can you come?" Zhou Sen asked angrily.

"Wait a moment, I'll be there soon," the old man filling the gas still said the same thing.

"Fuck, I just asked you and you said you'd be here in a while. Now it's been forty minutes and you're still not here. How long do you want me to wait?"

Zhou Sen became more and more excited as he spoke, and was about to start cursing.

"Don't worry, I'll be there in a moment," the old man said slowly.

"Don't just say a while, give me a specific time!" Zhou Sen shouted angrily.

"Fifteen minutes, I will definitely be there in fifteen minutes," the old man said confidently.

Zhou Sen sneered and asked, "What if you can't get there in fifteen minutes?"

"If you can't get there, you'll kill me!"

The old man was also annoyed, and hung up the phone after saying something harsh.

"Damn it, it's 6:35 now. If this guy doesn't show up before 6:50, I'm going to kill him!"

Zhou Sen slammed his phone on the table, cursing.

"Brother, I didn't expect you to have such a bad temper?"

Zhou Xinyao teased, trying to calm Zhou Sen down a little.

Zhou Sen crossed his hands in front of his chest and stared straight ahead.

"Humph, everyone has a bad temper! Even rabbits bite when they get angry!"

"Wait a little longer. Seeing how confident he is, I think he should be here soon," Zhou Xinyao comforted.

"I'll watch the time to see if he can make it on time."

Zhou Sen was no longer in the mood to play with his phone, so he just stared at the time on it.

6 points.

Just when Zhou Sen was about to lose his seat, his cell phone rang.

Zhou Sen grabbed the phone and answered it.

"Hello~"

"Hey, I'm here, please come downstairs," the old man shouted angrily.

"What? Let me go downstairs? Are you sure?" Zhou Sen exclaimed.

"If you don't come down, how can you ask me to go upstairs?" the old man asked confidently.

"It must be you who goes upstairs, or else let me carry the gas tank downstairs?"

"Then it must be you who carried the gas tank down!" the old man replied righteously.

"Fuck, I'm really convinced. I really want to give up this crappy house! Ah~"

Zhou Sen was so angry that he kicked the stool next to him to the door, his face full of anger.

Zhou Xinyao was washing vegetables in the kitchen, preparing to start cooking when the gas came on. After all, it was not very early.

After hearing Zhou Sen shouting, she hurriedly opened the kitchen door and walked out.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"Damn it, the guy who filled the gas told us to move the gas tank downstairs," Zhou Sen shouted angrily.

"Isn't this too difficult? Carrying such a metal thing down and then coming back up, just imagine how torturous it is," Zhou Xinyao said with a wry smile.

"Fuck it, we won't rent this house anymore. I'm going to call that old lady right now."

Zhou Sen picked up the phone and called the landlady.

This is the fourth call he has made today.

Even without a note, the landlord's aunt recognized Zhou Sen's phone number. Seeing that it was him calling, the aunt still chose to ignore it.

"Damn old woman, she didn't answer my call ~ I guess she did it on purpose," Zhou Sen cursed.

"Brother, why don't we go downstairs? At worst, we can carry it up together later. Think about it~ we must go downstairs to fill the gas. It's all our fault for not making a plan in advance and renting this shabby house."

"Oh, it's the only way."

Zhou Sen sighed helplessly, went to the kitchen, disconnected the valve connecting the gas tank, and pulled out the gas tank.

“This thing is quite heavy.”

"It must be heavy. It's all made of iron. Take your time~", Zhou Xinyao comforted herself.

"Let's go~"

Zhou Sen squatted down and exerted great effort to carry the gas tank on his shoulder.

"Brother, don't get tired, let me help you."

Zhou Xinyao wanted to go over to help, and Zhou Sen quickly took a few steps back.

"Don't touch it. I'm afraid I can't hold it."

"Then let me help you hold it together."

"No need, just go open the door," Zhou Sen said in a deep voice.

"Oh, I'll go right away."

Zhou Xinyao hurriedly opened the door and pulled the door handle to fully open it.

Zhou Sen staggered out carrying the gas tank.

"Brother, do you want me to help you?"

Seeing Zhou Sen like this, Zhou Xinyao was very worried, afraid that he would fall.

"No, I can do it myself."

Zhou Sen held the gas tank with one hand and the stair handrail with the other, and walked downstairs little by little.

Zhou Xinyao followed closely behind him, fearing that he would fall.

Fortunately, there were no dangers along the way.

Downstairs, a farm tricycle was parked at the door of the unit, and people were already queuing up to get gas...