My Inseparable House Guests

At this time, Fang Ze, who was still at home thinking about how to fool Fan Qing next, really didn't expect that Fan Qing, an older mature woman who opened a children's clothing store by herself, actually had the identity of an online writer.

Although it's just the kind that is not well-known for playing tickets, she added some fantasy elements to the intersection between herself and Fang Ze in the novel, and she hasn't told Fang Ze yet.

When it was Wednesday, Xiao Hei came over.

"Hey, why is there a loli at home again." After Xiao Hei came into Fang Ze's house, he saw Xiao Jiacaranda carrying a small schoolbag.

"That." Just as Fang Ze wanted to answer, Xiao Hei waved to Fang Ze not to say any more, "I know, friend's daughter, stay here for a few days, right?"

"Right, right, right." Fang Ze nodded as he looked at Xiao Hei, and then asked, "How did you know?"

"How do you think I knew?" Xiao Hei asked Fang Ze ridiculously, "Instead of taking the little Lolita from a friend or relative's house back upstairs in your own home, you probably know it too. "

"Isn't it because I am more free, so they all like to leave their children to me to take care of when they are busy."

"Come on, I think you should be the perverted Lolita who cried and asked others to send the child over." Xiao Hei rubbed his chin and looked at Fang Ze and said, "If you say you like Lolita so much, don't hurry up. It’s not a good idea to be born with Lin Xiaoxin, always borrowing other people’s loli."

"Lin Xiaoxin is still a year away from graduation." Fang Ze said with a curled lips, "If someone still misses a graduate student, I can't let someone hold their child to study."

"That's true, but Lin Xiaoxin is still a loli herself. At least there is still a shelf life of several years, which is enough for your pervert..."

"Cough cough." Fang Ze saw that the guy Xiao Hei became more and more unintelligible. He coughed and interrupted his speech, and then asked, "Let's go to Lao Yao as soon as possible, and don't talk about it here."

"Yes, let's go quickly." Xiao Hei waved his hand, and Fang Ze and Xiao Hua Jacaranda followed him to the downstairs, where a jeep had already been parked.

"Isn't the road in the old chicken farm difficult? Why did you change to a jeep?"

"The road is okay, I just want to drive a jeep." Little Hei opened the door and asked Fang Ze to hug Jacaranda in the car, and then said to Fang Ze, "But there are many mountains near him. When I saw it, If you are in a good mood, let's go barbecue on the nearby mountain."

After hearing Xiao Hei's words, Fang Ze looked at the back of the jeep, and sure enough there were a lot of barbecue materials. It is estimated that the barbecue rack and everything were placed in the back box.

"I envy you." Fang Ze said, leaning his head on the back chair, "every day is to eat, drink, and play. It is the perfect life template in my dream."

"Come on." Xiao Hei said, "Everyone has their own difficulties. Do you think it's easy for me to live?"

"What is not easy for you to live?"

"I have to work hard every day to find anything I haven't played with, and every day I have to think about how to pass the boring life, smiling and staying strong, is it easy for me?"

"I, I." Fang Ze looked at Xiao Hei with nothing to say, then slapped Xiao Hei on the head with a slap, "Why don't you die?"

Xiao Hei drove the three people all the way through the suburbs, and came to a rural intersection.

"The old chicken farm is here." Fang Ze looked at the run-down bungalows that occasionally pass by through the window, and then said, "It looks a bit too shabby here."

"In the old villages, don’t people go to big cities now, so basically there’s no one here. The place with the most people here is the old chicken farm. The old hired people are not willing to go. The old man, it is estimated that if it were not for these old people, he would have closed the chicken farm and left."

As the two talked, they quickly passed a bunch of low-rise bungalows. The doorways of many houses were covered with dust, and it was obvious that no one had come back for a long time.

"Everyone here goes to the city to ask for a living,

"If you are accustomed to living, you have to adapt yourself. After all, the wheel of history turns, and those who can't keep up will be crushed. All humans' nostalgia for the past era stems from the hypocritical fear of the future." Xiao Hei sarcastically said mercilessly.

"Unexpectedly, you would also say such philosophical words."

"What is hypocrisy, this is fact."

The three of them moved on and passed an intersection when suddenly three people and a car appeared in front of them.

In front of the car were an old man in old-fashioned worker blue clothes and two young men, one man and one woman.

"That old man seems to be an old man from the chicken farm. I have seen it." Xiao Hei pointed to the old man in front and said, "But I don't know the two young people next to him."

Fang Ze was a bit boring because of the long drive, so he opened the sight of Athena.

The old man Fang Ze didn't know him, but the man and woman Fang Ze knew him very well.

Isn't this the same man and woman that I met at the gate of Sicheng's private villa last time, who wanted to go up the mountain in the name of interview? It is said that it was the trainee reporter from Lin Xiaoxin's school.

And I don't know what the three of them are doing, but looking at the expression, the old man seems very excited, and he is arguing fiercely with the man and woman.

So Fang Ze said to Xiao Hei, “I know the man and the man when the car drove over. They should be embarrassing the old man.”

"Well, I will go over and see what happened."

Xiao Hei's jeep leaned over, and finally could hear what the three people were saying.

"Old man, you see this is the lens, can you say a few words about criticizing the dilapidated rural scene now."

"Criticize, why criticize." This old man is a standard farmer, with wrinkles on his face and dark skin. At first glance, he knows that he is someone who has suffered before.

"This is your former homeland, how prosperous it used to be." The female intern reporter said to the old man, "You see it has become such a rundown now, don't you feel sad?"

"Not heartache, the old man shook his head decisively."

amount.

The two trainee reporters were stunned.

This old man doesn't play cards according to the routine.

So the female trainee reporter then asked, "Why don't you feel heartache, this is your home, look, now there are old people like you here, not even a young man."

"The children have all gone to work and live in the city. It's good in the city. It's a good thing that the children can stand on their feet there. What's my heartache?"