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532 , Jia Dongxu Makes Trouble Unreasonably Because Of Sadness

Sticky, being blamed by Jia Dongxu, he dared not speak out.

At this time, Jia Dongxu felt that it was useless to blame anyone, so he sighed sadly.

This sigh, savor, savor, how uncomfortable it is to savor it carefully.

Li Fanghong's making money is more uncomfortable than Jia Dongxu's mother's death, or Jia Dongxu's loss of 100 million yuan.

Afterwards, Jia Dongxu felt a pain in his heart when he looked at the dented color TV set on the ground.

"Woooooh, my new TV... Ouch..." | Jia Dongxu really wants to die.

"Bang Geng, you bastard, take the TV home," Jia Dongxu ordered Bang Geng.

"Oh, I'll push the motorcycle home first," Stick nodded.

Afterwards, Jia Dongxu came to the door of the house in a daze, opened the door, and came to the living room without love.

Jia Zhang was waiting for Jia Dongxu in the living room, and now he saw Jia Dongxu coming.

"Dongxu, how are you? Are you okay?" Jia Zhang asked anxiously.

"All right? Do you think I'm all right?" Jia Dongxu roared angrily.

"Hey, why don't you compare yourself with Li Fanghong, and live your life honestly. In the future, our clothing store's monthly income will exceed 1,000, which will be more than enough than the top! One year later, it will be something we never even dared to think about. The million-dollar household!" said Jia Zhang.

"Huh? Ten-thousand-dollar household? My taste has already been taken care of by Li Fanghong. Li Fanghong lives in a big villa and earns tens of millions a month! I want to achieve it!" Jia Dongxu said.

"Hey...I hope so," Mrs. Jia Zhang shook her head helplessly.

"Mom, I'm not happy, I don't eat dinner, I feel bad, I want to go back to my room and cry, Jia Dongxu said with a sour nose.

"Cry! Cry loudly! Li Fanghong is so powerful! If someone else is your enemy, he might not be as good as you!" Jia Zhang comforted.

"Hmm..." Jia Dongxu nodded.

Afterwards, Jia Dongxu went back to the room, closed the door, and burst into tears.

Afterwards, the stick pushed the motorcycle into the living room, then returned, and carried the color TV.

At the same time, armpit workers also moved the sofa into the living room.

When Bang Jian moved the damaged TV to the cabinet in the living room, Jia Zhang looked at it and felt a great pain in his heart, as if he could not breathe due to the pain.

"Hey, what a good color TV, it really hurts to be dropped by Dongxu like this..." Jia Zhang really felt dizzy.

But at the moment, the stick is focused on the color TV.

Sticks have also loved color TVs for many years.

Sticky turned the color TV upside down, then sat on the sofa and watched TV.

"This TV looks good, hehehe," Stickong smirked.

But Jia Dongxu, who was crying in the room at the moment, couldn't bear it when he heard the stick laughing.

Good guy, you are laughing while I am crying.

So Jia Dongxu opened the door and pointed at the stick: "Bang! Stop laughing, and cry for me too! I feel sorry for your father!"

"What?" Stick stem was stunned.

Jia Zhang, Liao Yuanyuan and Sophora Hua Xiaodang were also stunned.

"Bang, your father and I were crying like hell in the room. It's good for you, kid. Let's put it here and smile. Why am I laughing at you? Cry for me!" Jia Dongxu ordered.

"Father, don't bring such a thing. It's one thing for you to be sad, and it's one thing for me to laugh. I laugh because our family finally has a color TV!"

"I don't care! I don't care! You're going to cry! I don't allow you to laugh! I don't feel well!" Jia Dongxu made trouble like a woman.

At this moment, Mrs. Jia Zhang saw it, and said: "Bang, just cry, your father is not happy today, you follow your father!"

"Hey, that's interesting," said Sticker really convinced.

"Okay, I'll cry! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Stick started to cry, without tears, he used his nails to pinch his own flesh.

"That's right!" Jia Dongxu nodded in satisfaction.

At this moment, Xu Damao's home.

Qin Jingru sat on the edge of the bed with a dark face.

"Hey, Li Fanghong has started a big business again, and Qin Huairu's life is getting better and better, envy, my heart is going to be sour with envy!" Qin Jingru was very irritable.

At this time, Xu Damao walked over unhappy and sat beside Qin Jingru.

"My dear, don't worry, we will definitely make a comeback in the future. When luck comes, Sha Zhu is a fart, Jia Dongxu is a fart! Li Fanghong is a fart!" Xu Damao said purely bragging.

"Don't talk big, you'd better think about what job you're going to do next, pay back the stupid money, and slowly save money to make a comeback!" Qin Jingru said.

Xu Damao thought about it, and then said: "I've made up my mind. I will sell finger cakes in the morning, and then I will go to Jia Dongxu's to see if the sewers are recruiting. Then go to set up a street stall like Lei Dongxu."

These days, when Xu Damao saw sticks, he took Jia Dongxu out of the clothing store on a motorcycle. Although Jia Dongxu didn't say what he was doing, Xu Damao guessed that Jia Dongxu was going to set up a street stall.

At this time, Qin Jingru sneered when he heard it.

"Hey, shame, you've become like this, why don't you go to the movie?" Qin Jingru asked.

"Hey, the money is too little, and movie theaters are the mainstream now, my movie technology is behind," Xu Damao sighed.

"That's alright, selling finger cakes in the morning, how can I earn dozens of yuan a month, but let's say first, I won't go, I can't afford to lose this person, and, if you want to set up a street stall, you must first There must be a three-wheeled bicycle for delivery." Qin Jingru said.

As soon as Xu Damao heard this, he felt bad all of a sudden.

"Jingru, won't you accompany me to sell finger cakes?" Xu Damao said.

"If I don't go, it's embarrassing. If Qin Huairu sees me, I'll be laughed to death." Qin Jingru pouted.

In fact, this is Qin Jingru's own speculation.

Qin Huairu doesn't look down on anyone who sells finger cakes.

At this time, Xu Damao sighed.

Xu Damao found that his wife, Qin Jingru, was not as good-looking as Liao Yuanyuan in other things except that she was more beautiful than Liao Yuanyuan.

Qin Jingru also looks down on many jobs (has it).

"That's the matter," Qin Jingru said, lying on the bed and covering her with a quilt.

Qin Jingru felt that when Xu Damao was down and down, he did not leave Xu Damao, which was the greatest virtue.

"Well," Xu Damao nodded in embarrassment.

And then, Xu Damao made up his mind.

Now I have almost no money in my hand, and Xu's father and Xu's mother have long since had no money, and Xu Damao used all the money to pay off the debts.

Now I want to buy a three-wheeled bicycle, set up a street stall, three-wheeled bicycles, at least 500 yuan, and there are clothes and toys for the street stall, at least 600 yuan.

Xu Damao thought to himself, if he sells the two color TV sets at home and sells some furniture, he probably can't raise six hundred yuan.

"Hey, it's over, now I'm living a life where Jia Dongxu doesn't have a TV," Xu Damao sighed.

But Xu Damao didn't know that just now, Jia Dongxu had bid farewell to the days without TV. .