Life is sometimes like water blown by the wind, with waves rising again and again.

Zhang Wei, who was sitting in a taxi on his way to his home, felt like this.

After coming out of the hospital yesterday, he was not willing to buy a ticket or high-speed train back to Shanghai on the same day. Instead, he chose the "Z" direct train that leaves in the morning and arrives in the morning.

There is no way, who is Zhang Weiqiong? There is nothing you can do about spending more money when you are in a hurry. Now that you are not in a hurry, just save as much as you can.

After all, in addition to the temporary payment owed to the company and the upcoming monthly house payment, there is also an additional loan debt of 20,000 yuan.

The 20,000 yuan was the medical expenses he left to his father before he left.

Although it is not much, it should still be enough to pay for targeted drugs for a few months. After all, even if you are covered by medical insurance, the drugs are not cheap, and you will need to pay two to three thousand out of pocket every month.

The reason why Zhang Wei had the feeling of "one wave after another" was because after he got on the train last night, he finally charged up his mobile phone. As soon as he turned it on, he was bombarded with various messages and text messages.

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Zhang Wei read the messages one by one and suddenly broke into a cold sweat. It was as if he had done something outrageous and people all over the world were looking for him, and the purpose was surprisingly the same, all to find him, criticize him, and kill him.

he……

Of course, this is not really to kill Zhang Wei, but to tell Zhang Wei in a threatening tone that he is dead...

As soon as Zhang Wei saw this message, he was immediately frightened and quickly called. Unexpectedly, the other party hung up immediately.

He tried several times in succession, but it was still the same, so Zhang Wei had no choice but to send a message to the harem group on WeChat: Wife, I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me (big-eyed cute expression)

After waiting for a few seconds and seeing that the other party did not reply to him, Zhang Wei continued to send a message: My dear wife, please answer my call and give me a chance to survive, okay? (crying expression)

This time, I didn't wait long before I saw a message from Shirley's real person in the group: "No, you're dead."

Zhang Wei: My dear wife, I am in so much pain. My father is ill. If you still don’t forgive me, I will really die of depression.

Shirley: Don't try to win my sympathy. When will you get home?

Zhang Wei hurriedly replied: I will arrive in Shanghai tomorrow morning. My dear wife, how about I come back from get off work?

This time Zhang Wei waited for a long time and didn't see Shirley's reply. Although he didn't know what he said wrong, he was sure that he made Shirley angry again.

Just when Zhang Wei was swiping up the screen to "troubleshoot" word by word, he saw a message from Shirley: Don't come back.

Zhang Wei knew immediately that something was wrong. After that, no matter how many times he sent messages, the other party never responded. When he called, he was told that the other party had turned off his phone. He also tried calling Shirley's other WeChat clones, but no one answered.

"Which bastard invented the mobile phone, and actually invented the function of turning off the phone, how cheating! How good the telephones were in the past, but those things would not turn off..." Desperate Zhang Wei angrily complained about the phone in his heart,

Typical is the mentality of complaining about your schoolbag if you don't study well.

He just didn't want to think about it. In the era of using telephones, although you couldn't turn off the phone, you still had to unplug the phone cord.

Because he couldn't contact Shirley, Zhang Wei was really scared now and understood that he was really dead this time!

So after the train arrived at Shanghai Hongqiao at nine o'clock the next morning, he took a taxi directly to his home as soon as he left the station.

At this time, he couldn't even think about going to the company to work. There was a fire in the backyard, and he had to go home to put out the fire first.

After arriving home, no one answered the door when I rang the doorbell.

I used the key to open the door, but the door was locked from the inside.

Fortunately, it at least meant that Shirley had not run away from home, and Zhang Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Wei put his ear against the door and vaguely heard Shirley's voice in the room. It seemed that she was arguing with someone.

Zhang Wei guessed that Shirley might be at the critical moment of harvesting wool, so he didn't dare to knock on the door, so he lay on the door, eavesdropped, and waited quietly.

After waiting for about half an hour, he finally heard the house quiet down. Zhang Wei hurriedly pressed the doorbell and begged for mercy: "Honey, I was wrong. Please open the door. Please give me a chance to explain."

Zhang Wei's words obviously didn't sound very sincere.

Sure enough, Zhang Wei's begging for mercy not only failed to impress Shirley, but he also found that the doorbell stopped ringing, apparently because Shirley had locked it. However, he was not discouraged. He just knocked on the door twice and heard a response from inside.

"Wait."

"Honey, are you talking to me?" Zhang Wei asked uncertainly, because he was worried that Shirley was saying this to her friend who was connecting wheat with her.

But the next second, Zhang Wei waited for Shirley's more accurate answer, "Waiting outside the door!"

That's correct.

After Zhang Wei confirmed that he was asked to wait, he did not dare to make any mistakes and simply sat on the foot mat at the door with his back against the door.

At this moment, Zhang Wei was a huge fat man huddled in the corner of the door, looking as pitiable as possible.

However, Shirley, who was busy shepherding wool, would definitely not be able to see how pitiful he looked at this moment.

The wait lasted for more than an hour. Just when Zhang Wei was about to fall asleep, he suddenly felt that there was no support behind him and he lay down directly.

Zhang Wei lay on the ground and was stunned for two seconds. When he saw Shirley glaring at him condescendingly, he realized that Shirley opened the door for him.

He was immediately happy and wanted to get up from the ground.

But just as he had this idea, he heard Shirley shouting: "Don't move."

The moment he heard these three words, Zhang Wei was a little confused and began to think subconsciously: Should he raise his hands in cooperation? Or should he just lie still?

However, before he could make a choice, he felt something furry rubbing against his head. When he wanted to tilt his head to see what it was, Shirley shouted sharply: "Don't move."

Zhang Wei didn't dare to move at all. At the same time, the furry thing that was rubbing against him seemed to be frightened by Shirley's sound and stopped.

"Daughter-in-law, stop making trouble, I know I was wrong..." After understanding that Shirley really asked him to lie down and not move, Zhang Wei looked pitifully at the condescending Shirley with pleading eyes.

As for the thing that just rubbed against his head, Zhang Wei had already realized what it was. It was his cat master.

The next moment, Zhang Wei did not wait for Shirley's answer, but waited for Master Meow's dry tongue...

Just when Zhang Wei felt that his face was about to be licked by this guy, Master Meow seemed to have lost interest in helping him, the shit-sweeper, with hygiene. Instead, he stepped on Zhang Wei's head and walked away gracefully.

She reached his chest and lay down.

At this time, Zhang Wei keenly noticed that Shirley, who had a scowl on her face just now, slightly raised the corners of her mouth, obviously impressed by Yaya's actions.

At this moment, Zhang Wei took matters into his own mind and pretended to be extremely aggrieved and said: "Ya Ya, you still feel sorry for Dad."

What Zhang Wei didn't expect was that as soon as he said these words, Shirley's face suddenly dropped again, "You feel pretty good about yourself, then get up right away and hold your baby for me..."

When Zhang Wei heard this, he was overjoyed and hurriedly hugged Ya Ya and sat up obediently. However, when he wanted to stand up again, the door slammed and was closed by Shirley again.

"...continue to reflect!"

Zhang Wei was stunned. Was it Shirley who was gasping for air just now?

He regretted it. If he had known that this would be the result, he might as well have squirmed into the house while the door was open, like a caterpillar.

Is this the legendary saying of stealing chicken but losing the rice?

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Chapter completed!