Jiang Feihong has always been shocked recently.
In business, he is the head of the budget section of the Municipal Finance Bureau. Although the official is not large, he has a lot of power. He is in charge of the annual budget of various administrative institutions in the city. , The future is bright. In the family, his wife Shu Xiaomei is a teacher of a key university in the city. He is gentle and beautiful, and his temperament is elegant, so how can it be called happy and happy. The only shortcoming is that the two haven’t had children since they were married for three years, but that’s just what they had already discussed. Taking advantage of career as a young man is not a flaw.
It stands to reason that Jiang Feihong should be in high spirits, but recently, he always felt uneasy. A few days ago, when he accompanied Director Fang to go to Jinguang Temple for sightseeing and incense, Master Yakong in the temple was surprised when he saw him for the fortune-teller. He very seriously told him that his face was bad and black. Browing eyebrows, I am afraid that there will be a disaster of blood and fire, it is best to be careful in all things, cultivate the mind and nurture, in order to avoid disasters.
Jiang Feihong knew that Master Yuankong would not say these things for no reason. It is said that his predictions have always been very effective, so the incense of Jinguang Temple is so strong. Therefore, when he heard Master Yuankong’s words, he couldn’t help shivering and his hands and feet were cold.
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On this day, Jiang Feihong drove his Santana car home from get off work as usual. His home is in a beautiful environment, and the iron gate of the community did not open when he arrived. Doorman Lao Zhang ran forward to open the door for him and handed him a letter in his hand. Jiang Feihong looked at it and wrote a letter to his wife, Shu Xiaomei, as if it had been sent from the United States. A few days ago, I heard from my wife, Shu Xiaomei, that she had an uncle who was doing business in the United States, was old and had no children, and wanted her to visit the United States many times.
Jiang Feihong thought about it and opened the letter. It was really sent by Uncle Shu Xiaomei. The letter stated that he was ill and blind, and soon died, so he made a will and inherited all his property to Shu Xiaomei after his death. Jiang Feihong thought about it after reading, and stopped going home. The car turned around and turned out of Southeast University.
Jian Feihong drove the Santana back home again in a drizzling dusk a few days later. When he parked the car and entered the house, Shu Xiaomei was devoting himself to frying a herring, and the room was filled with a scent of fish. Jiang Feihong noticed that the herring seemed to be reluctant to become the delicacy of others in Shu Xiaomei’s skillful frying technique. A pair of fish eyes protruded whitely, revealing helpless but hateful eyes.
Jiang Feihong somehow felt sick. He didn’t like to eat fish since he was young, and he was uncomfortable when he smelled fish. However, Shu Xiaomei likes to eat fish the most. As long as she feels a little better, she likes fried fish to eat.
Shu Xiaomei didn’t know that a family storm was waiting for her. And the fuse is the fish she fried. This family storm completely changed Shu Xiaomei’s life.
“Are you here? Wait, I’ll have dinner right away.” Shu Xiaomei smiled.To Jiang Feihong.
Jiang Feihong seemed to be in a bad mood, with a dark face, he threw down his leather bag and sat down at the dining table.
“What’s wrong? Work isn’t going well?” Shu Xiaomei fried the fish, served it well, and brought it to the table. She knew that Jiang Feihong was in the officialdom, and her colleagues were intriguing and mentally stressed.
Jiang Feihong still didn’t answer, he sullenly ate his own meal.