The next day, Zhang Jin, who was about to go out, received a call from Lu Jiayao, saying that he had something to do today and had to reschedule it to three days later. Knowing that Lu Jiayao was applying for a job in an art company, Zhang Jin agreed to wait until he finished the interview. Went to visit Azheng.

Three days later in the afternoon, Lu Jiayao brought a large fruit basket, and Zhang Jin brought a box of milk and snacks to Azheng's house.

Ah-Ching lives in Yuet Wah Street, Kwun Tong, which is the largest industrial area in Kowloon. There are many industrial buildings here and only a few housing estates. Most ordinary citizens live in housing estates established by the Hong Kong government, which are equivalent to low-cost public rental housing.

"Brother Zheng!"

"Ah Jin, Ah Yao, come here as you please, why are you bringing so many things?" Ah Zheng scolded with a smile.

"No, I just brought a fruit basket. They are all fruits from my family. They are free of charge. You see, Ah Jin is outrageous. He carried two large boxes of things." Lu Jiayao quickly pointed to the side.

Zhang Jin quickly explained: "Brother Zheng, these things are not for you, but for your son. You must not steal your son's snacks."

"I will not steal my son's snacks unless he takes the initiative to give them to me." Azheng said seriously.

After saying that, the three of them burst out laughing.

"Let's go, I'll take you to my house. The housing estates here are relatively old. It's difficult for non-residents to find the corresponding housing estates." Ah Zheng led the way while introducing the surrounding environment to the two of them.

After walking for about ten minutes, the three of them arrived at the downstairs of Azheng's residence.

"This is Fenghua Building. I live in Room 512. I will take you up now." Ah Zheng led the two of them to the elevator room.

While waiting for the elevator, several senior ladies who lived here came over, carrying various plastic bags in their hands. It looked like they had just returned from the vegetable market.

"Hey, Azheng, are you friends here?"

"Yes, I met my good brothers in prison!" Ah Zheng was not shy about being in prison at all. He greeted several mistresses with a smile, "Sister Lan, let me see what good things you have bought. .”

Sister Lan snorted: "Last time I showed you, you borrowed a pig's trotter. What dish do you want to borrow from me this time?" Although her tone was unhappy, she still stretched out the plastic bag in her hand. , "Here, that's all. They're all vegetarian."

"Vegetarian dishes are good. Eating more vegetarian dishes is good for your health. I think this mushroom is very good." Azheng lowered his head and looked through it.

"If you like it, just borrow it."

"Thank you, Sister Lan!"

"Hey, Azheng, what are you going to do with the mushrooms? Steam the mushrooms or braise the mushrooms! I happen to have a pig bone here that the boss buys one and gets one free. Why don't we take it back and make soup together!"

"I'm so sorry, Sister Hong. You sold this pig bone to your family, Lao Wei. Didn't he recently hurt his waist at work and need to recuperate?" Azheng said.

Several other junior ladies covered their mouths and snickered. Sister Hong snorted coldly: "Don't stand for that bastard with me! He said that the work hurt his waist. I only found out this morning that he was working in Makan! I asked him , he also said, 'A man is worth 40, and a woman is worth 40,' and the worst he can do is divorce me! It really pissed me off, why should I help him?"

"..."

Unlike the mistresses next to them who were leaning forward with laughter, the three men looked like they didn't dare to speak.

Lu Jiayao lowered his head and took out a few Hong Kong dollars from his pocket. He was about to give it to a few teachers' wives, but was suddenly stopped by Zhang Jin who was standing beside him and blocked the money in his hand.

"What are you doing?"

"Of course I'm giving money to Brother Zheng, so I can't take it for nothing," Lu Jiayao said matter-of-factly.

"I can't give you this money." Zhang Jin pushed his hand back.

"Do you want Brother Zheng to take other people's things for free?"

Zhang Jin turned his head and glanced at Azheng, who was chatting and laughing with some mistresses, and then whispered to Lu Jiayao: "Of course you can't take it for free, but you can't give the money. If you give the money, Brother Zheng will be embarrassed."

"Why?" Lu Jiayao asked doubtfully.

Zhang Jin explained: "Brother Zheng is a man. No matter how difficult the situation is, men still want to save face. Even though he looks like he is joking and taking advantage of others for free, he must feel very uncomfortable in his heart. No one is willing to do such a thing.

, but everyone has difficulties. I believe that Brother Zheng will remember who has helped him, and when he is able in the future, he will definitely pay for these favors and money.

And from their conversation, we can know that this is not the first time that these mistresses have lent food to Brother Zheng. They are all willing to help him in this way that does not hurt his self-esteem. How can we, as friends, destroy this fig leaf?

,dont you agree?"

Lu Jiayao was stunned for a moment, but he didn't think so much: "Ajin, I just want to help Brother Zheng, I don't mean to embarrass him."

"I know." Zhang Jin nodded, thinking that I am very aware of your single-minded style of doing things, so I keep an eye on you to prevent Brother Zheng and I from being tricked by you accidentally.

"Then how should I help Brother Zheng?"

"What Brother Zheng needs most now is a stable job that can support his family..."

Before Zhang Jin finished speaking, Azheng's voice came from beside him: "What are you two talking about? The elevator is here. Come in quickly. Don't keep Sister Lan and the others waiting too long."

"Here we come." The two of them quickly ended the conversation and quickly walked into the elevator.

They took the elevator all the way to the fifth floor, said goodbye to Sister Lan and the other mistresses who lived on the upper floors, and the three of them walked out of the elevator.

"Brother Zheng, I think you have a good relationship with Sister Lan." Lu Jiayao said with some envy.

"It's not just Sister Lan and the others. In fact, every neighbor who lives here has a very good relationship." Ah Zheng said with a smile, "You may think that the housing estate is simple, small, stuffy, dirty and messy, but most of the people here have a good relationship."

People are very kind. When a family encounters difficulties, neighbors and neighbors who are able will help. When I was in prison, it was Sister Lan who helped take care of my mother and son."

While talking, they arrived at the door of Room 512.

Azheng's son was playing with several children of the same age in the corridor. When he saw Azheng coming back, he showed a bright smile on his face, waved and ran towards him: "Dad!"

"Hey, son!" Azheng picked up his son and said with a smile, "Let's go home for dinner. Today we have mushroom and pork ribs soup."

"Okay!" Xiao Azheng said happily, then turned around and waved goodbye to his friends.

The three of them entered the door. It was a house with an inner and outer rooms, about 20 square meters. There was not much furniture, but it still didn't look spacious. There were some newspapers and cans piled in the corner of the door, and there was a bamboo lounge chair and

There is a folding bed and a table with a stove, pots and pans on the table, a gas tank under the table, and a narrow bathroom next to it.

When they entered the house, they immediately felt a little crowded.

Ah Zheng held his son and walked into the back room: "Don't mind, the house is a bit messy, it will be better when you come in."

Zhang Jin and Lu Jiayao followed him into the back room.

The environment in the back room is obviously better. There is a double bed against the wall, a bedside table and an old wardrobe next to it. There is a small homemade wooden table near the window, with some old newspapers covered with graffiti on it.
Chapter completed!