Chapter eight hundred and eighty first can not understand
"No one can do whatever they want! People are not fish, they only have seven seconds of memory."
"Yes, no one. There are many times in life when you can't help yourself. The greatest willingness to work hard is to grasp the choice."
"If you're like me and can't grasp love, then grasp your career."
The conversation between the two seemed casual, but not casual.
We had lunch at a fly restaurant, which was actually led by the awesome girl Lee Soon-hee.
After ordering a few home-cooked dishes very skillfully, Li Shunji looked very satisfied: "It has been ten years and this small shop is still there. Oh, I'm sorry, I miss the food here so much, so I forgot to ask you to order first."
Putting her hands on her chin to make a little girl gesture, don't tell me, it's a bit cute. She is obviously the mother of a child.
"I won't be picky." What else could Fang Zhe do? This kind of thing is really not a serious place.
The dishes came, and they were all very local dishes. Fang Zhe didn't recognize any of them. Li Shunji said that after starting, she started to eat them first. She didn't mean to be modest at all. For those who particularly like something, even if they have to talk about etiquette, they will do their part.
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After lunch, Li Shunji was very satisfied. She watched Fang Zhe eat the last piece of glutinous rice chicken in a leisurely manner, and said with a satisfied smile: "It seems you like the food here too."
Fang Zhe just smiled. Can I say that everything I eat tastes good when I’m hungry?
This is a very self-centered woman. She is always centered on herself. Etiquette is just a cover-up.
"When you're full, let's go to Hanshan Temple." Li Shunji continued to make the decision, while Fang Zhe continued to follow passively.
When she got in the car, Lee Soon-hee showed a hint of embarrassment: "I'm so rude today. You can do anything by me."
"It's okay, I'm just a go-with-the-flow character." Fang Zhe said, "No problem. Please continue to behave. I'll just take a look and see if you, a woman, can continue to deepen our relationship."
Fang Zhe did not major in psychology, but in his two lifetimes, he had met a lot of people, and it was natural for him to find some clues about people's nature from their habitual actions.
"Really? That's great." Li Shunji smiled a little reluctantly, thinking that Fang Zhe was perfunctory with her.
"Not many Koreans believe in Buddhism, right?" Fang Zhe asked seemingly casually. Li Shunji paused, her expression became serious and said: "I am going to see the scenic spots and historical sites, it has nothing to do with faith."
This country's laxity towards certain religions is simply outrageous. It can be said that no country in the world has more cults than South Korea. It's the kind where as long as you can justify yourself, you can appear as the leader. Does anyone believe it?
You are one thing, and legally you have no problem. Later during the epidemic, everyone saw what a certain religion that had a great influence did.
Not many people know Zhang Ji, but many people know the poem "Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell rings to the passenger ship." Most of the existing Hanshan Temple are Qing Dynasty buildings, Fengjiang Tower and Shuangzhong Tower, which originated from
A poem about mooring at night on Maple Bridge.
Standing in front of the stele gallery and looking at the ancient poems on the stele, Fang Zhe thought of the poet's state of mind thousands of years ago.
Living on a boat, unable to sleep in the middle of the night, hearing the sound of bells, this is a kind of realistic loneliness.
Of course, this is Fang Zhe's personal understanding, not what he read in books.
The day's trip was over. When he returned to the hotel door, Fang Zhe got out of the car and said goodbye. The bodyguard had informed him via text message that he would not stay at this hotel.
Although Li Shunji boldly held Fang Zhe's hand at first, she did not receive a corresponding response. Later, the two of them kept a distance. Before parting, Li Shunji bowed slightly: "Thank you, Mr. Fang, without your help."
, it’s hard for me to get out of depression quickly.”
"You're welcome. Even without me, I think you can get out of the shadows very quickly with your tenacity and open-mindedness." Fang Zhe said this very politely. In fact, his real thought is that you are a very self-centered woman.
Without me, you can quickly get back on the road and pursue what you want.
The bodyguard chose another hotel with good conditions. After checking in, he went to the restaurant for dinner, returned to the room, turned on the computer, and processed some emails. The emails were all selected by Mei Linlin, and there were some things that Fang Zhe had to know.
of.
Fang Zhe decided to spend a few more days in this city and go to bed early. There are so many things worth seeing in this city. The scenic spots and historical sites are certainly very good, but some of the local customs should also be seen.
Fang Zhe, who likes history, can always think of some historical things when walking in this city.
For example, the massacre after the Huai army broke through the city, the general logic is that rebels are not counted as human beings. Zeng Guofan and Li Hongzhang, the master and disciples, are very close in their views, and they are also surprisingly consistent in their methods of dealing with the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. One is to break the
The madness behind Tianjing (Jinling) and the massacre in Gusu City.
The most similar thing between the two masters and disciples is their treatment of foreigners. That kind of fear is deeply engraved in their bones.
Future generations do not need to use modern moral standards to demand people of this era. We can only say that the moral bottom line of the feudal officials of the same era was lower. Many people praise this pair of masters and apprentices, but they do not
Know what the intention is.
There is no need to be too belittling, and there is no need to be overly flattering. One generation does the same thing for another, and this is a good thing for master and disciple.
In the past few years, some public figures on the Internet said that the Taiping Rebellion led to the death of 50 million people. It was like the Taiping Army killed 50 million people. If you don't pay attention, you will be led into a ditch.
When it comes to the number of people killed, how dare the Taiping Army compare with the Hunan Army and the Huai Army?
Standing in front of the old Yamen site, what struck me the most was how lucky I am as an ordinary person to live in a country with a stable society. A person is so well protected that it is natural.
Fang Zhe liked the old streets here very much and walked among them. Unfortunately, it was a sunny day. If it was a breeze and drizzle, he didn't know if he would be able to see the Lilac girl in the rain alley while standing at the intersection.
Fang Zhe did not choose to take a vacation in the countryside, probably because he was a layman and still wanted to stay in the city.
The trip is still going on, and the next stop is rafting on Taihu Lake. I charter a boat and spend a day wandering on the lake. The scenery is beautiful, but people are pretentious, and the novelty wears off quickly, and then I get bored.
When Fang Zhe got off the boat and looked back at the scenery on the lake, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's confirmed again, I am a vulgar person." So Fang Zhe decided to return to Songjiang. The trip ended early, and he went back to stay at home.
alright.
Facts have proved that staying at home is not comfortable anywhere. When he returned to his villa in the middle of the night, Fang Zhe got out of the car and felt like he had settled down after wandering. When he opened the door and entered, and turned on the light in the living room, he saw that downstairs
Jiang Miao came out of the guest room. After the two looked at each other, Fang Zhe felt a little dizzy. Did this woman dress so unrestrainedly when she was alone at home?
It must be because the weather is getting warmer. A short suspender skirt only reaches below the buttocks. If you move a little wider, you can see the background.
Valley
Well, white is her favorite color.
Jiang Miao noticed Fang Zhe's gaze and hesitated for a moment. With a sound, she turned around and went back to the guest room, closing the door.
Fang Zhe thought to himself, I haven't seen anything about you? But I can't say it now. If I say it, I'd be acting like a hooligan.
I went back to the room to get clothes and took a shower. I was a little hungry. When I went downstairs and went into the kitchen to prepare some midnight snacks, Jiang Miao appeared again. This time he was much more tightly dressed: "Brother Zhe, shall I do it?"
Fang Zhe smiled and stepped aside, mainly because her expression was too unnatural. If she was not allowed to come, she would definitely lose sleep at night.
They are also pajamas, but now they are more traditional. The combination of top and pants can be seen under the light, and the equipment inside is added. There was no equipment inside before, but you can see some things just now.
"Didn't you say you were on vacation?" Jiang Miao, who had obtained the right to work, became more natural. Seeing that Fang Zhe hadn't left, he stood watching and couldn't help but take the initiative to talk. "Well, after leaving for a few days, I thought
I’m home, so I came back.”
"Missing home?" Jiang Miao said to herself, obviously thinking a little wrong. Is there anyone at home who cares about her?
There were only eggs in the refrigerator, so noodles under the omelette became the only choice. Soon a bowl of noodles was served, and Fang Zhe took a bite under Jiang Miao's gaze and thought it was okay.
"Are you still used to living here?" While chatting while eating Fang Zhe, Jiang Miao showed a satisfied smile: "I'm used to it. The people in the unit are very nice. Living here can save rent."
"Aren't you worried about others gossiping?" Fang Zhe just blurted out. Jiang Miao smiled nonchalantly and said: "Come on, those who gossip don't dare to talk to my face. If they talk behind my back, don't they envy me? Then let them
I’m jealous.”
After hearing this, Fang Zhe stopped and looked at her with a serious expression: "Who are you talking about?"
Jiang Miao smiled and waved her hand: "It's okay, I don't care. Director Zhao told the public that I am your relative."
Fang Zhe thought about it and wrote it down and asked Mei Linlin and Zhao Jie tomorrow. Since he likes to gossip, he should find another job and stay somewhere else. He is holding my job and talking about me behind my back.
gossip?
Fang Zhe never requires every employee to have much loyalty. This is unrealistic. It is difficult for people to be satisfied.
After eating midnight snack, I went back to the room and fell asleep. After running around for a few days, my sleep quality was really good.
When I woke up in the morning, I looked outside and the sun had come out. It should be rainy this season.
The greening in the community is first-rate, with many tall and old trees transplanted from other places. After the routine one-hour jogging, Jiang Miao did not go to work when he returned to the room, but was busy with breakfast.
Recently, she has secretly practiced several times. You said that cooking a big meal is not possible, but cooking a simple breakfast can be done.
"Don't you have to go to work today?" Fang Zhe asked casually, and Jiang Miao explained: "I reported it to Director Zhao and Sister Mei, and they asked me to stay at home and go to the driving school when I have time to get my driver's license as soon as possible."
Fang Zhexin said, do you still want to buy a car? No, if necessary, you can be my driver, that's no problem.
Fang Zhe returned to the room after breakfast and didn't want to move anymore. There was a deck chair on the balcony. He lay on it and didn't want to do anything. It was very comfortable and basked in the sun. It was indeed not as comfortable as at home.
I had already put aside Lee Soon Hee's matter in my mind, but now I picked it up and thought about it, and couldn't help but smile.
In fact, it’s not that you can’t do some things, but that they don’t make much sense. The beauty is a beauty, but she has less flesh.
Fang Zhe still likes a plump figure in his heart, just like when he was young and read Dream of Red Mansions. He was deeply affected by Duo'er girls who were as soft as cotton. This is very good for Jiang Miao. Where there should be flesh, there must be some.
Meaty.
Why do I think of this woman again? Hey, is it a mistake to let her live here?
Some things will change due to changes in the environment. Jiang Miao may not have the opportunity to be a housewife at home in this life.
When a woman has a job, the chance of being hurt by random thoughts will be greatly reduced.
Of course, we cannot generalize. Beautiful women face many temptations, and whether they can resist it depends entirely on the individual.
Fang Zhe, who was thinking wildly, stood up and turned around when he heard the movement behind him. Jiang Miao came in with a teacup and put it on the coffee table: "Brother Zhe, drink tea." Fang Zhe smiled and moved to the chair next to him: "Sit down."
After sitting down, Jiang Miao seemed to be working up her courage and stared at Fang Zhe's face for a while before saying, "Brother Zhe, I have a question."
Fang Zhe hummed and took a sip of tea. When he looked up, he saw the confusion in Jiang Miao's eyes.
"Well, Brother Zhe seems to be very familiar with me. I don't know if that feels right?"
"Yes, I should have seen you in a dream. I think I had the opportunity to see you before. I had a quick glance. I might have had something to do and didn't stay much longer, but your appearance was remembered. I think it was more aesthetically pleasing.
It fits."
Fang Zhe started talking nonsense and looked for a reason to explain. After all, women are very keen.
"Well, we are still very destined." Jiang Miao said with a happy smile on his face, and before Fang Zhe could say anything, he continued: "Brother Zhe, you don't know, when I was working there, I was always thinking
I thought, when will it be the end? I only get a little over 800 a month, and I live a little less, but I often get angry. My mother also arranges blind dates for me, hoping to sell me for a good price. I always feel that I am not
She might have picked it up by herself."
"It's normal to favor sons over daughters. Auntie's life pressure probably caused it. After all, it's fine in cities to expect sons to provide for you in old age, but it's common in rural areas. I suggest you don't blame her. She can raise you and provide you with education, but she doesn't.
I'm sorry for you. If you are not satisfied with the marriage she arranged, you can choose to leave. Just don't have a direct conflict and understand."
Fang Zhe thought for a while and said this, trying to be as objective as possible.
After hearing this, Jiang Miao shook her head bitterly and said, "I can't understand, and I don't want to understand."
Seeing her sad expression, Fang Zhe couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "I just said it casually. If it hasn't happened to me, I shouldn't advise others. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said those words."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Miao reached out excitedly to cover Fang Zhe's mouth: "Brother Zhe, don't talk about yourself like that."