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The manuscript fee for "Bee Return" is settled every six months.At the beginning of the month, Yan Xiao withdrew all the funds from the past six months, and reconsidered buying a house in Shancheng.

In fact, when he first arrived in Shancheng in July, he had seen a few houses, but at that time the money earned from his first novel was still being withheld by "Bee Gui", and buying a house in a hurry was not a wise move.Now the money is in place, but where to buy it still has to think carefully.

Zhaofan has already returned to work at the branch office after his feet are sharp, but he will definitely have to go to the city bureau in the future.The question is how long Zhaofan will stay in the Wumin branch - if he graduates next year and goes to the city bureau, then the house must be bought near the city bureau; It’s okay to buy a set; another possibility is to transfer to the Jinquan branch office with the most tasks next year, so where to buy the house is another matter.

In a word, it is convenient for Zhaofan's life.

And this matter cannot be discussed with Zhaofan.If Zhaofan knew that he was going to spend money to buy a house for himself, he would definitely think about it, and the relationship between the two who had finally recovered would be torn apart again.When the house is bought, Zhaofan will not be able to stay, and even draw a clear line with him, then the matter will be completely messed up.

I can only tell Zhaofan that the house was bought by himself as an investment.

After the installation is completed and people can live in it, then find a reason for Zhaofan to move in.

To take root in a city, you have to own a house anyway, renting a house all the time is not feasible, and with Zhaofan’s salary, plus various bonuses, it will take at least six years to buy a house in Shancheng.After that, you have to carry the mortgage, and the decoration is also an expense that cannot be ignored.With Zhaofan's temperament, he would never let Lin Haocheng support part of the down payment.Once you buy a house, life will be tight, and if you don't buy a house, life will always feel adrift-he has considered all these.

The most ideal situation is to directly record the house in Zhaofan's name, but Zhaofan can't let him do that.Fortunately, it doesn't matter if it is recorded in his name, anyway, as long as Zhaofan can be persuaded to live in it.

No matter what status he gets along with and where he will go in the future, he wants Zhaofan to live well.

Now he has this ability.

What Zhaofan couldn't think of, he thought for Zhaofan.

If Zhaofan couldn't do it, he would do it for Zhaofan.

But thinking of Zhaofan's salary, he wanted to laugh.

This guy doesn't know how to protect privacy at all. He takes out his salary, rent, living expenses, and counts them one by one, and then laments that he has no fucking money again.

He didn't want to use Zhaofan's money at first, and planned to open a card to save it, but later found that each other's money was mixed together, and he felt very satisfied when using it, so he didn't open that card.

He already has to be Zhaofan, so why deliberately use a card to draw a clear line.

"I'm back!" Zhao Fan shouted anxiously at the door: "Brother Xiao, are you eating boiled mutton today?"

Before Yan Xiao could answer, Zhao Fan said again, "Wow! I can smell the soup!"

His chest was full, and he walked towards the living room, "Didn't you say that it's cold and you want to eat mutton pot?"

The soup on the stove was gurgling, mutton and other meat slices, and various vegetables were placed on the table, waiting for the other male owner of the family to come back.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Zhao Fan yelled while washing his hands, "You are really my brother Xiao!"

Yan Xiao poured the soup into the newly bought special pot for hot-boiled mutton, and brought the prepared dishes to the dining table in the living room.Zhaofan rolled up his sleeves, took bowls and chopsticks and condiments, touched his lips, and kept talking about what happened in the bureau today.

The hot air quickly diffused, dispelling the cold air of winter.

The sliced ​​meat is bought at the hotel. The chef of the hotel is very skilled with the knife, and the slices are very thin. It can be scalded in a few seconds after being placed in the pan, but it will get old after a long time.

Yan Xiao stood at the table to boil the meat, and put all the hot meat on the plate.

Zhaofan had already picked up meat from that plate several times before realizing it later: "Brother Xiao, don't bother with boiling it, I'm going to finish eating the meat in this plate."

"I can't finish it." Yan Xiao said, "Aren't I still hot?"

"You sit down and eat."

"Well, just eat a few more slices."

The shabu-shabu is the most delicious when it is hot and dipped in sauce, and the taste will not be so good when the temperature drops.When Yan Xiao sat down, the meat on the plate was already half-cold—the moderate temperature was all eaten by Zhao Fan while it was still hot.

He smiled and put the rest into his saucer.

Zhaofan eats fast, loves meat but not vegetables, seeing that the scalded meat slices are gone, he imitates Yan Xiao's previous behavior and stands up to cook himself.

But he didn't have that much patience, he didn't bother to burn them one by one, so he simply poured them all in, and fished them anxiously.

"Let me do it." Yan Xiao thinks he is funny—in fact, any expression or action of his is extremely cute in Yan Xiao's eyes.

"I'll come, I'll come!" Zhao Fan tirelessly scooped up his lost meat, sweating from his brow due to the heat, and finally picked up the meat, which was already scalded.

It’s not that meat slices can’t be eaten when they’re old. In the past, I went out to boil hot pot with my brothers who are majors in anti-terrorism. I didn’t scald the meat until it looked like sugar cane, and I still chewed it as usual, and I found it very enjoyable.

Now that I have eaten slices of meat that are almost hot, I suddenly feel that any old ones are not tasty.

What do you say?It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.

It is also written in the poems that once the sea was too difficult for water.

Zhaofan sighed, "Then it's up to you. I...I'll cook the vegetables!"

Yan Xiao suppressed a smile, and began to cook the meat hard again.

A meal was in full swing when the cell phone rang suddenly in the bedroom.

Zhao Fan stretched his neck to look, "Brother Xiao, your cell phone is ringing."

Yan Xiao put down his chopsticks, "Finish the hot ones, don't leave them to me. I'll cook them later."

Zhao Fan was greedy, "That's great!"

The call was from Zhao Qifei.The fellow howled fiercely, "Brother Xiao, come back quickly. Old man Xu said that if you don't come back, he will let you fail the course! The counselor also came to the door and asked if you still want a degree. Also, your thesis preparation How's it going?"

Yan Xiao's eardrum hurts, and his head also hurts.

He has already embarked on the road of writing. He has been living comfortably in Shancheng for the past six months. It doesn't matter whether he has a degree or not, but he worked hard to get into Xun University four years ago. If he really can't get a diploma degree You may regret it in the future.

But now he gets along well with Zhaofan, so he is really reluctant to let him leave temporarily.

"Brother Xiao, this is not a joke." Zhao Qifei said again, "You just come back and wait for the final exam. Don't forget, we still have two compulsory exams this semester! If you hold back the thesis, there will be no exams in the next semester." Class is over, let's go on the waves!"

Yan Xiao hung up the phone, and when he returned to the living room, his face was a little gloomy.

When Zhaofan asked, he was overjoyed, "Oh, yes, you still have to hand in your papers. Then go back quickly."

Yan Xiao was faintly disappointed, there was still meat he had blanched in the bowl of this heartless thing, and he didn't even have a word of convincing, nor a expression of reluctance.

"When are you leaving?" Zhao Fan said, "If I'm free, I'll see you off and help you carry your luggage."

Also wanted to help me with my luggage.Yan Xiaoxin said: Forget it, I forgive you.

The day Yan Xiao returned to Xuncheng was Tuesday, the plane at noon, and he got to the airport before eleven o'clock.Zhaofan had to go to work, so he went to the branch office after eight o'clock.Naturally, Yan Xiao wouldn't be angry because he couldn't deliver himself, as long as he had the heart.

However, just after nine o'clock, Zhaofan came back again, hurriedly, and shouted as soon as he threw the key: "Brother Xiao, have you packed your luggage?"

"Why are you back?" Yan Xiao was overjoyed.

Sure enough, Zhaofan said, "I'll ask for leave to see you off!"

"it's not good?"

"It's okay, Yu Ke will bear it for me."

The direct subway to the airport in Shancheng is still under construction, and there is only one airport expressway, and traffic jams are common on the expressway.Zhaofan was afraid of missing the plane, so he kept urging him as soon as he got back.

Yan Xiao wanted to leave at ten o'clock, but was urged to lock the door at 09:30.

Zhaofan carried the suitcase and strode downstairs, as if he was going home by himself.Yan Xiao followed behind, and tried to take the suitcase back several times, but Zhaofan refused.

On the way to the airport, Zhaofan repeatedly emphasized that he must review well, write papers carefully, and not offend the professional teacher.

Yan Xiao's eyelids twitched, he wanted him to shut up quickly, and wanted to listen to his voice for a while longer.

Anxiously rushed to the airport, it was still early, Zhao Fan heaved a sigh of relief, and accompanied Yan Xiao all the way to the security checkpoint.

"I'm leaving." Yan Xiao's voice was gentle, hiding all his reluctance and worries.

Zhaofan smiled and waved, then suddenly opened his arms, wrapped his arms around his shoulders and patted him.

He closed his eyes and enjoyed this rare tender moment.

But Zhaofan whispered in his ear, "Don't fail the course, you know?"

The corner of his lips twitched, and he said helplessly, "Don't worry."

Zhaofan got busy as soon as he returned to the branch office, and didn't stop until around seven o'clock in the evening.Most of the food served in the cafeteria was cold, so the intern policemen met to eat something warm on the street.

Yu Ke shouted: "Brother Fan, together?"

"No." Zhao Fan said, "I'll go home and eat."

Everyone knows that he is now sharing the rent with someone, and basically eats at home at night, so they didn't continue to persuade him.He was so busy that he felt dizzy, and when he came out of the branch office, he felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while, until he opened the door and was hit by the darkness, only then did he remember that Yan Xiao had returned to Xun City.

"My day..." He muttered, closed the door and turned on the light, his stomach let out a series of grunts.

Sending Yan Xiao off at noon, he missed his meal, and only ate three steamed buns, and now he is so hungry that his chest sticks to his back.

Remember that Yan Xiao is not at home, he left with Yu Ke and the others just now.

Zhaofan patted the back of his head, trying to chase him out, but when he picked up the key, he felt tired and didn't want to move.So I went to the kitchen to see if there were any leftovers in the refrigerator.

There was a piece of paper pasted on the refrigerator door, he was stunned for a moment, and saw clearly that it was a note left for him by Yan Xiao.

——There are dumplings and Chaoshou in the freezer. I just made them yesterday. You can cook them when you are hungry at night, but don’t eat them every day.

——Dried noodles are in the second cabinet on the left. Remember to put vegetables and eggs when eating noodles. I put a box of eggs in the refrigerator. You can buy vegetables yourself.

——There is a box of bagged bread, a box of milk, and a box of eight-treasure porridge under the dining table. If you can’t eat it in time in the morning, it’s cold, so it’s better to eat something hot.

——The phone number of the convenience store downstairs is XXXXXXXX, and the boss will deliver the water when it runs out.

……

The paper was torn from a notebook, the size of a book, densely packed with instructions.

Zhaofan unwrapped the refrigerator magnet, took off the paper, and was stunned for a while before taking out the Chaoshou from the freezer.

The hot water was boiling in the pot, he leaned against the wall and found himself wanting to scream.