The house was provided with a loan, and Song Hui naturally didn't have to go to work when she was pregnant and gave birth to a child, and she didn't have to repay the loan together.
What about in the future
If you don’t go to work and become a housewife, Wang Zijun will take care of it; if you go to work, you have to spend most of your salary to repay the mortgage together—the couple’s wedding house is at least more than one million yuan, which is easy for Wang Zijun, but for Song Hui , There may not be a few salaries left at all.
Then go to Mr. Ma and chop your hands... It's gone.
So no matter whether you are a housewife at home or go to work, the financial power is in the hands of Wang Zijun—all the wages earned at work are used to repay the mortgage.
Absolutely.
Although it is impossible for the husband and wife, Wang Zijun, to suffer from her, but they don’t have much money, what do they want to buy, or what’s happening at their natal home, going out with their little sisters, spending items outside of the family alone, It would be easy if there was a salary, but now I have used a house worth more than one million yuan to add a name, and it has all been cut off.
If you want to spend money again, you have to tell Wang Zijun that if you want Wang Zijun to give you the money, you have to make Wang Zijun feel comfortable...
Taking the condition of adding a house name, directly strangling Song Hui's economic lifeline and gaining control of the family, this wave is too extreme.
To put it simply, Song Hui can't make any troubles. If she wants to live comfortably, she has to live with He Meimei and Wang Zijun. Putting on face and arguing will only make herself uncomfortable.
Unless you get divorced, you have to live a stable life.
On the other hand, Wang Zijun doesn't need to do anything, as long as he is not an asshole and lives with her well, Song Hui will spontaneously become like the good wife and mother he likes.
"You married..."
Xu Qing didn't know how to make an evaluation. The economic base determines the superstructure. Song Hui was asked to choose between the house and the economy. Song Hui chose the latter, which also explained some things from the side.
"Caught off guard, I'm about to become a father." Wang Zijun choked out half of the cigarette before he finished it.
"Are you quitting smoking?" Xu Qing asked.
"Did you see all this?" Wang Zijun looked at the smoke that had been trampled out under his feet, and couldn't help shaking his head.
"It's good to quit smoking."
Xu Qing smiled and took a small sip of coffee.
"In the future, it's impossible to be high every day until midnight. It seems that you will become the ghost you are now..." Wang Zijun laughed at himself. Before, he thought that Xu Qing had suddenly become a pirated version. Looking at it now, why isn't he
Even quit smoking.
Half the morning was spent outside the cafe, and it wasn't until the time of parting that Wang Zijun showed a little tiredness, waved to Xu Qing, got into the car and drove away without saying anything.
Xu Qing stood at the intersection for a while, touched the two invitation cards in his pocket, let out a long breath, turned and left.
…
August 4th.
The two couriers arrived together.
SF Express and the postman met in the community and handed over two large boxes to Xu Qing.
The postal boy saw that the heavy stack of books he was holding in his arms was easily picked up by Xu Qing, so he couldn't help but look at him more.
What makes martial arts strong is not only the body, but also the will. This is what Xu Qing suddenly realized when he was held down by Jiang He.
The weird posture of practicing piles must be persisted, the effect of exercising will is somewhat stronger than that of training the lower body-so practice martial arts first, so as not to suffer from minor pains and injuries and scream.
The same is true for antifreeze. People who practice martial arts do not feel the cold, but they can bear it.
It was hard to be held by Jiang He at first, but gradually it became less uncomfortable, and he enjoyed it a little, probably because of this... Thinking so, Xu Qing took two big boxes back and handed a stack of books to Jiang He.
Let her experience the joy of unpacking.
"What's that?" Jiang He looked at another box in Xu Qing's hand.
She weighed it with her hand and knew what it was in her hand.
"high tech."
Xu Qing shook the box, this one was bought earlier than the book, but because it was made to order, it was a little slower, and it arrived together with the book.
Whether to give it to her in a few days, or to heal the trauma of opening the book now... Xu Qing smiled at Jiang He's reluctance to open the package.
A large stack of books, the three-body problem takes up three books, all of which are thick, and Dune has six books, which are even thicker.
The rest are used by Jiang He, and there are two "Readers" mixed in, which were randomly given out by the store.
Jiang He unpacked the package, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can, then took the books and put them on the bookshelf, sorted them carefully and arranged them neatly.
Although it is a headache to read so many books, respect for knowledge is still necessary.
She is a reader...
Jiang He took a deep breath and looked at the bookshelves that were half full, most of which were novels, which made her feel a lot easier.
"Read for the rise of China!"
"?"
Facing Xu Qing's puzzled eyes, she patiently explained: "I checked this on Baidu, why do people want to study?"
"Good ambition!"
Xu Qing gave her a thumbs up, and handed her the box in her hand: "I'll open this for you too."
"What is it?"
Jiang He took it over and asked, shaking his hand first. Although it was a bit heavy, it was definitely not a book.
Open it by tearing the tape directly, and a balance car appears in front of you.
"This is... what kind of high technology?" She blinked and looked at Xu Qing.
"It feels like flying. You don't need to step on a bicycle for fishing or something, you can just step on it... Remember Hot Wheels? It's similar to that, but you can't fly."
While helping her demonstrate, Xu Qing said that she seemed to have taken her to watch movies related to Journey to the West, and she was also envious of Nezha's Hot Wheels that could go up to the sky and into the earth.
Stepped on the balance bike and wobbled around the living room, Xu Qing asked Jiang He to try it.
Generally speaking, the balance bike is not very useful, it is just a new toy picture, but it should be very useful in Jiang He's hands. She asked Gong Ping to go fishing and ride a bicycle. Now she bought a sea pole, and sometimes the big fish is too heavy , it is not so convenient to come back by bicycle.
But now, she can carry a fishing rod on her shoulders and her little red bucket in her hand, swishing around on the balance bike.
Jiang He's balance is very good, much faster than Xu Qing's, and he was very pleasantly surprised after walking around the living room.
"This is a baby!"
"certainly."
"Is this the way the ghosts on TV float over?"
"...Maybe." Xu Qing was taken aback by her jumping thinking.
When choosing this gift, I thought of Jiang He's roller skating with Gong Ping last time. I originally wanted to buy roller skates, but considering that she often fished, I changed to this one.
"It's still engraved."
Jiang He picked up the balance bike and found the words 'Xiao He Miao' at the bottom.
"Well, it's yours."
This is the custom part.
The unhappiness that Jiang He had just unpacked a pile of books was swept away, and he picked up the phone next to him to take a photo to share his new equipment with his friends, "Why did you suddenly buy this?"
"You have been here for almost a year, this is a gift."
"Is it a year?"
"Almost, there are still ten days."
"..."
Jiang He stopped taking pictures.
one Year.
It seems very long, but it also seems very short. A year ago, she was still in the village, but now thinking about it, it seems like the last life.
"There are more and more things that belong to you, how do you feel?" Xu Qing asked.
"Feeling... very happy."
Jiang He looked through Xu Qing's eyes to an unknown distance, and those past events have gradually blurred.
…
ps: This chapter is for friends who celebrate the New Year in other places, happy new year.
Good night.