The sun rose, the sun rose in the east.
Chu Fang cleaned the house inside and out. He didn't know why, but he liked cleaning and washing quilts on sunny days.
The house was cleaned inside and out, and many quilts were drying in the yard.
When he was a child, Chu's mother did the same, and he would hide himself in the drying quilts, always feeling a sense of security.
"Time flies," Chu Fang shook his head.
After cleaning, he rode his little electric donkey slowly towards the town.
He came to the town's vegetable market to buy ingredients for lunch today.
He walked along the street, buying ingredients, all seasonal vegetables.
"Hey, Chu Fang."
Hearing someone call him, he turned around and saw a familiar woman.
Fu Xiangyu was his first blind date, arranged by Chu's mother.
At that time, Chu Fang went with the idea of dealing with it, and so did Fu Xiangyu, using the excuse of taking an exam, the two sides separated and did not contact each other.
"Why are you here?" Chu Fang asked.
"My mother and your mother are mahjong friends, so I am naturally from this town," Fu Xiangyu rolled her eyes.
Chu Fang smiled: "Sorry, I mean I rarely see you."
When Chu Fang got married, Fu Xiangyu's parents came, but she was not seen.
"Alas!" Fu Xiangyu sighed, "There's no way, entering society, becoming a beast of burden, I rarely go home."
"Then why are you at home now?"
"I fired the boss, I want to kill all the capitalists in the world."
Chu Fang: "... ..., killing is against the law."
"Oh, I forgot, you are also a capitalist," Fu Xiangyu patted her head, "How could I be so stupid back then? When we had a blind date, I should have drugged you, and then we went to bed, and maybe I would be Mrs. Chu now, with endless money."
"Alas, after all, I was young and ignorant, and not bold enough."
Chu Fang smiled slightly.
The two chatted for a few words, then separated.
Looking at Chu Fang's disappearing back, Fu Xiangyu touched her chin and pondered for a few seconds: "That method might really work."
"Daughter, what are you thinking about?" Fu Xiangyu's biological mother walked over, "What were you and Chu Fang talking about just now? You seemed to be having a great time? Let me tell you, Chu Fang is a married man with children, don't get any crooked ideas."
"Although our family is ordinary, we can't cling to rich people because of money."
"However, if Chu Fang is willing to divorce, you can talk to him, after all, he is not old, has a lot of wealth, and is quite handsome, your mother and I like him."
Fu Xiangyu: "... ..."
You are thinking too much.
... ...
After buying vegetables, meat, and some fruits, Chu Fang rode his little electric donkey home.
As soon as he got home, he heard a quarrel from next door. He quickly dropped what he had in his hand and ran to the wall, tiptoeing, looking at the neighbor's house.
Recently, the neighbors next door often quarrel, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law quarrel, husband and wife quarrel, mother and son quarrel, it's one scene after another, even better than Empresses in the Palace.
Perhaps it was because he was getting old that Chu Fang loved to watch these gossip trivia.
That's really great!
The couple next door were fighting each other with knives, swearing around 'Mom', arguing for half an hour, and finally the man took out a 'truce card' from his pocket.
As soon as the truce card came out, the couple who had just been greeting each other's parents instantly became harmonious and happy.
"Husband, I love you."
"Wife, me too."
The couple hugged tightly.
Seeing this situation, Chu Fang lost all interest: "Boring, who invented this truce card thing?"
Chu's father walked over and glanced at him sideways: "You just want other people's couples to fight, right?"
Chu's father was very puzzled, he was pure and kind, why was the son he gave birth to so dark-bellied?
Chu Fang chuckled, then picked up the ingredients and entered the kitchen to start making lunch.
Lunch was a simple four dishes and one soup, tomato and egg soup, mapo tofu, shredded pork with garlic sauce, braised pork ribs, and bacon.
The bacon is made by simply steaming it, then slicing it into thin slices, the lean meat is chewy, and the fat meat is shiny.
Chu Fang doesn't like to eat fat meat, but he can eat the fat meat on this kind of bacon.
Firm and chewy, not greasy, it can be called the best of meat.
He made lunch, it was already noon, but he didn't see Chu's mother: "Hey, where's my mother?"
"I don't know, she went to visit the grave, and hasn't come back all morning," Chu's father shook his head.
Chu Fang called his mother, but she didn't answer.
He and Chu's father had to drive up the mountain, and when they arrived at the location, they saw Chu's mother kneeling in front of the tomb, repeatedly tossing coins.
Chu Fang walked over: "Mom, what are you doing?"
Chu's mother turned her head and replied: "I am asking your grandparents to decide whether I should go to Modu."
"Is there a result?"
"No," Chu's mother shook her head, "Mom and Dad's opinions are opposite, their opinions have never been unified."
Chu Fang was a little strange: "This coin only has one side, how can there be different opinions?"
Chu's mother explained: "Since I am asking Mom and Dad's opinions, I naturally have to toss it twice, that's the right way. And the two coins I toss each round are different answers, sometimes Dad objects, sometimes Mom objects."
Speaking of this, Chu's mother was a little discouraged: "Mom and Dad are really, their opinions should be unified."
Chu Fang: "... ..."
So you are here to prove that the probability of the coin landing on 'heads' or 'tails' is indeed close to 50%, right?
Chu's mother tossed it twice again, once 'heads' and once 'tails'.
"Oh, so annoying," Chu's mother sat directly on the ground.
Chu Fang thought for a while: "Actually, I have a way."
