12. After all, it is not the cake of memory (3)

The moon is bright in the sky, the clean and bright commercial street is lively, it is elegant and lively, you can't hear the sound of the restaurant when you walk on the road, and the men and women sitting behind the floor-to-ceiling windows are reserved and decent. Shi Changxin's evaluation is right, Wang Zhao is contradictory, she longs to live a completely different life from the whole youth, golden clothes, glamorous, but what is the meaning of this life?

No one will believe that there is not much difference between the happiness given to her by a five-dollar canvas bag and a five-thousand-dollar leather bag, the counter lady follows her in a row to serve, everywhere is a VIP, the first class cabin on the plane, the yacht party, is it happy, she can't feel the glory of flying on the branches, her original intention is not to make a sparrow a phoenix, she just wants to be different.

She wasn't happy, but she was chasing wildly.

Worried about how to get back, a taxi turned a corner and stopped beside him. After getting into the car, the driver asked where to go, Wang Zhao said the name of the community, and the driver muttered: "Good community, the house over there has risen recently, and the key to housing prices now depends on the school district, and the better the school district, the higher the housing price." ”

Wang Zhaocai didn't care about any school district, she didn't want to hear the word school district, so she put Qi Huixian in the mobile phone address book into the blacklist, and she still didn't celebrate her birthday in the future. The past was picked up one by one, bloody, making it difficult for people to look directly, and her little group from looking up at the moon and loving to look at the starry sky completely disappeared at the age of five.

Qi Huixian not only ruined her cake, but also ruined her life. Her parents divorced, her father Wang Xin moved to settle in other places, and no one told her which city she went to, Qi Huixian said that Wang Xin was dead, she didn't believe it, and she lay on the desk to write those letters that couldn't be sent, and poured out her thoughts about her father in her heart, as well as her dissatisfaction with what her mother did.

Every New Year's holiday, other people's mothers will dress their children in the most beautiful clothes to visit relatives and friends, but Wang Zhao can only wear a small section of old clothes, and is dragged by Qi Huixian to go to her grandparents' house, to her uncle's house, to her aunt's house, to her uncle's house, and to visit one by one empty-handed.

As soon as she arrived at someone's house, Qi Huixian began to wipe her tears, crying that she was poor and couldn't afford to raise children, please help us. No matter what people are doing, even if there are relatives in the house, a large number of people around the table drinking and eating, Qi Huixian can cry. Often at this time, the grandparents who live on only a little pension are full of embarrassment, the aunt turns her back to scold the bad luck, the aunt is embarrassed in the corner of her eyes, and the aunt picks up the broom and sweeps the floor hard.

Her cousins, cousins, cousins, and cousins sat on the couch drinking sodas, watching TV, playing with toys, and eating chocolate, and Wang Zhao stubbornly stood beside her mother, not crying or envious. Every time the grandparents would stuff her with a little money, the uncle would send them to the door and secretly give them five hundred and one thousand, and the aunt was a tailor with average craftsmanship, and her life was not easy, and she would usually give Wang Zhao two newly made clothes that could not be sold, and the uncle was the most ruthless, never giving money or things.

Qi Huixian is usually not satisfied with the results of "begging", she blames Wang Zhao for her poor "acting skills", and scolds her relatives for having their conscience eaten by dogs, but next time she repeats her old tricks, she will still lead her to run to various houses "shamelessly", probably thinking that there will be a miracle. There was really a miracle once, my uncle bought a lottery ticket and won the lottery, 10,000 yuan, my aunt didn't know, he personally sent the money to Wang Zhao's house, and said when he left: "Don't come here in the past few years, the meaning is obvious, he advanced an uncle's "duty" in advance, don't be shameless."

Qi Huixian took the 10,000 yuan as a reward for her "shamelessness", and took Wang Zhao to have a big meal, the mother and daughter each bought a new dress, Qi Huixian also bought a pair of gold earrings, and the 10,000 yuan was spent like this. That night, Wang Zhao did her homework at home, she put on makeup and went to the song hall to dance, which was called relaxing and enjoying the happiness of being a woman, and she didn't come back until midnight, and when she came back, she cried on the bed.

Wang Zhao hadn't fallen asleep in the next room, lying straight on the bed without moving, without asking, the new clothes were pressed at the bottom of the box, and she wanted to suppress the shame in her heart.

In fact, at that time, her and Qi Huixian's life was not so bad that they went to "ask for food", Qi Huixian had a fruit stall in the vegetable market, and it was no problem to solve the warmth, Wang Zhao felt that she was dragging a truckload of watermelons under the scorching sun and more beautiful than going to a relative's house, was Wang Zhao not understanding her mother's suffering? It was Qi Huixian who did not give Wang Zhao a chance to understand, she would turn the fatigue after hard work into anger and vent it on Wang Zhao, turning her face to neighbors, customers, and strangers as gentle as water, smiling, and changing to neuroticism.

In those years, Wang Zhao sighed, a familiar scenery appeared outside the window, and later the fruit stall became a fruit shop, and a ...... happened Wang Zhao swallowed his saliva, forcing himself to interrupt his train of thought, and he was almost home. After all, if you look back too much, you will lose the courage to even glance at the sky, and in a foreign land, the starry night sky is more pleasing to the eye than the lights.

The driver parked the car at the entrance of the community, which is located in the golden area of the old city, a treasure trove of feng shui, and walked through an alley to the quaint city center of the city. Different from the ordinary old community in the city, this community was newly built a few years ago, as for why it was in such a prosperous area, and such a piece of land was left out to build a new house, Wang Zhao has not studied it, and it is very troublesome to find others to investigate what he does not understand.

She approached her grandparents and other relatives and tried to ask her where her father had gone, but when they saw her, they kept her away from looking at her like a plague god, and asked her to choose, then she didn't ask, just as the man who would call her a little ball was really dead. If she wants her to choose, she will not be Qi Huixian, who has no dignity and no bottom line, and said to Bai Louming like a pug: "Mr. Bai, I am Wang Zhao, I am also a lawyer, let me handle your divorce case, I will drink it, you are free, I will toast you again, Mr. Bai, please give face, I will toast you again." ”

A cart of roasted sweet potatoes appeared in the alley, smoke drifted from the street lamp, and Wang Zhao walked over, and the stall owners looked like a middle-aged couple. When the woman saw that Wang Zhao was dressed well, she thought she was just passing by, so she picked up the hot water bottle on the ground and poured a glass of water for the man, and the man took the enamel jar and smiled from ear to ear.

"How to sell?" Wang Zhao shook his hair lightly and pursed his lips.

The diamond earrings she wore made a dazzling light, and the woman stood for a few seconds, pointed to the stove and said, "There are the last three left, and we will go home when they are sold, and you all have to be cheaper, twenty-five yuan." ”

"Hmm. Wang Zhao scanned the QR code posted on the trolley and paid, the mobile phone rang, and Yu Qing called.