Take advantage of the void

The climate in City S is damp and cold, and when winter enters, the coldness seems to penetrate to the bone.

Although the air conditioner was turned on in the house, it was warm, but the windows could not be opened. Yang Qiong felt bored, so she nagged about asking Qi Anju to install floor heating, several times a day.

Qi Anju didn't respond, so he let her talk to herself, and when she said she was tired, she would naturally stop.

Unexpectedly, this time Yang Qiong was very obsessed with floor heating, and couldn't get Qi Anju's consent, so she kept nagging and lost her temper. Once she sat silently crying, and scolded her husband for being unreliable and her son for nothing, and asked her to suffer in old age .

Qi Anju rubbed his eyebrows in distress, not knowing how to persuade him.

At that moment, he only felt physically and mentally exhausted.

Song Lingyi saw it in his eyes, and felt distressed. He really wanted to strangle the old witch to death.

According to him, the reason why Yang Qiong did that was because he had too much time to spare!Just find her something to do.

He learned that Yang Qiong liked to watch ballets when he was young, so he booked several tickets and asked Xiao Tang to watch with her.Xiao Tang has a sweet mouth and is good at dealing with women. This glorious task can only be entrusted to him.For this reason, Song Lingyi did not reduce his salary, and promised him a double bonus at the end of the year.

For the sake of money, Xiao Tang gritted his teeth and endured it, and took the company of the old lady as a job, no matter how difficult she was, he would always put on a smiling face.

The young man looks happy, has a sweet mouth and can coax people, and he doesn't feel tired when he is busy serving people. Even if she is as picky as Ms. Yang, she can't make a mistake. Gradually, I feel that he is more considerate and sensible than his own son.

Yang Qiong watched a few ballets, which aroused her youthful interest again. She criticized the current actors for not dancing as well as before, but her mood was a little more cheerful.

Once after watching a dance drama, Yang Qiong stood at the entrance of the theater and waited for Xiao Tang to drive over because the car was parked a little far away.

A middle-aged woman passed by Yang Qiong, glanced at it inadvertently, and suddenly turned her head after taking two steps. After carefully identifying her face for a while, she called out hesitantly: "Sister Yang?"

Yang Qiong heard the sound and looked, and saw that it was a woman who was about the same age as herself, and her face was vaguely familiar.

She blinked in surprise: "...is that you?"

This woman used to be her neighbor, so they were familiar with each other, but at that time Yang Qiong didn't like her very much, and always despised her for being ugly and rustic.Looking at it now, the woman's figure is fat and out of shape, but she is well dressed, her complexion is ruddy, and there are few wrinkles on her face, making her look younger than her actual age.

Yang Qiong's eyes paused for a moment on the string of bright pearls around the woman's neck, and she nodded coldly.

The woman seemed more enthusiastic: "It's really you, Sister Yang, I haven't seen you for a long time, where have you moved now?"

Yang Qiong said a place name perfunctorily, hoping that this woman would go away quickly.

But the woman didn't seem to know how to look at her face, and forced Yang Qiong to reminisce about the past, and suddenly asked: "Hey, brother Qi, how is it?"

Yang Qiong's complexion tightened, she unconsciously squeezed the bag in her hand, and said coldly: "My husband passed away a long time ago."

"Oh!" the woman covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes flickered, and said, "I'm really sorry, I don't know... Sigh, Brother Qi is such a good person, how did he get there?"

"……Get ill."

Fortunately, she didn't continue to ask, otherwise Yang Qiong would really walk away.

The woman then said: "By the way, my son just came back from his Ph.D. in country M last year, and now he has opened his own company for fun. I remember your son is about the same age as mine, and his name is An An, right? Call a Dengyang, what is he doing now?"

Yang Qiong looked even colder, and reluctantly said: "He is a painter." She blamed in her heart: Xiao Tang didn't go to drive a car, why did it take so long?

"Oh, so your son is a painter!" The woman said exaggeratedly, "What kind of painting does he paint? Oil painting or Chinese painting? My son has business dealings with some big galleries and knows many painter friends. Maybe he knows your son as well." of."

Yang Qiong pursed her lips and said nothing.

At this time, Xiao Tang finally drove the car. He saw Yang Qiong talking to a woman through the car window, with a suppressed anger on his face, and felt a little strange.After hesitating for a moment, he parked the car slowly, got out of the car and walked towards Yang Qiong.

Yang Qiong also saw Xiao Tang, secretly relieved, and said: "The car that came to pick me up has arrived, I have to go."

The woman glanced at it and saw that it was an expensive BMW, she couldn't help being surprised.

Back then, she had heard a little about what happened to Qi's house when they were neighbors. It was said that the business failed and they didn't even keep the house they lived in.But this meeting has such a good car, and there is a driver to pick it up. Could it be a comeback?

After thinking about it, she asked Yang Qiong to exchange cell phone numbers, saying that she would keep in touch with her from time to time.

How could Yang Qiong have a mobile phone number, she didn't even have a mobile phone, and she didn't want to say it directly, and secretly scolded women for nothing.

At this moment, Xiao Tang just walked up to her. Yang Qiong secretly winked at him and said, "Give me my cell phone number to Ms. Wang."

Xiao Tang: "...?"

"I am a person, just a little bit, and my memory is not very good. I need my personal assistant to help me take care of everything, otherwise I can't even remember a number." Yang Qiong said with a smile on her face.

Xiao Tang is very clever, although he is a bit baffled, but looking at the situation, he probably guessed what was going on, and opened his mouth to report a series of numbers, of course it was his mobile phone number.

Then he treated Yang Qiong more respectfully, as if she was really his boss.

Yang Qiong was very satisfied with his performance. Before getting in the car, he glanced at the face of his former neighbor again, and felt secretly refreshed: I told you to show off to me! You are just a nouveau riche. When I went abroad to study, you were still there. Digging for sweet potatoes in the countryside!

After Yang Qiong came back today, Qi Anju found that she seemed to be in a good mood. Not only did she not find faults everywhere, she even offered to help arrange the dishes when eating, which made Qi Anju look at her several times in surprise.

"... That woman thought our family was down and out, so she came to taunt me. Hmph, what is she, worthy of dangling in front of me, Yang Qiong? You didn't see her face later, so relieved!" Yang Qiong and Qi Anju told the story over and over, his brows were full of color.

After hearing this, Qi Anju laughed, thought for a while, and asked, "What if Aunt Wang really came to contact you?"

"Hmph, what is she?" Yang Qiong repeated what she said just now with disdain.

"Actually, I think, mom, you might as well hang out more with your former friends. It's not Aunt Wang, or other old friends."

"No need." Yang Qiong vetoed it without thinking.

Qi Anju knew that his mother's self-esteem was very strong, probably because the good life in the past had plummeted, so she didn't want to see her acquaintances back then.

It was understandable after thinking about it, even though he was a little helpless, Qi Anju didn't try to persuade her any more.