After eating the roast duck, Xiang Wanying asked Song Bin if he hadn't found a job.

Song Bin lowered his head and said, "I'll try again tomorrow!"

She suddenly grabbed Song Bin's hand, looked at him, and said firmly: "It's okay, let's face it together if there is a difficulty." ”

Song Bin nodded......

Xiang Wanying cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and asked Song Bin to take a bath, he didn't fight to do housework, after all, the days ahead are still long.

After taking a bath, Xiang Wanying was already lying on the bed, and the child was sleeping on the other side.

She was wearing a nightdress, and she had an unobstructed view of the good spring light.

Song Bin's face was hot and red to the root of his ears.

Xiang Wanying told him to go to bed.

Song Bin said he looked again on his phone to see if there were any job postings that suited him.

The night in Haicheng is very noisy, the hawker downstairs is shouting through the window, and Sister Zhang next door is complaining that her husband can't make money, and the family upstairs doesn't know what they're doing, and there is always a knocking sound on the floor.

The electric fan shook its head, and the creaking sound was like that of a dying patient opening his mouth wide, trying to breathe without a mouthful.

After a while, he went to Xiang Wanying, and then he went to Song Bin.

When he turned to Xiang Wanying, the wind blew the corners of his skirt, and Song Bin couldn't help but glance at it, his mouth was dry.

He looked at Rui Rui who was sleeping again, and the sound of his steady, even breathing cut off everything outside.

A strange sense of belonging that had never existed before filled Song Bin's heart.

After a day on the street, sleepiness hit, Song Bin really couldn't hold on, fixed the electric fan to Xiang Wanying, and carefully shrunk aside.

Suddenly, a plain hand touched his chest, and Xiang Wanying's faint voice came from the darkness: "Do you want it?"

"The child is already asleep, so we can move lightly. ”

Song Bin pulled away Xiang Wanying's hand in a panic and said that he was tired today, so let's do it another day.

He explained: "I didn't get a job, and I wasn't in the mood. ”

Xiang Wanying smiled and said, "Then wait for you to find a job." ”

Fortunately, the lights were turned off, otherwise Xiang Wanying's face would have been seen by Xiang Wanying.

Early the next morning, Xiang Wanying cooked porridge and bought steamed buns.

After a hasty two-bite meal, Song Bin went out with a steamed bun.

It's another day, and I still haven't found a job.

The day after tomorrow, Song Bin scratched his hair, even if he found a job, could the boss pay him a salary on the first day of work?

He rummaged through his phone, and suddenly it occurred to him that his buddy had lived for almost thirty years, and he could at least have one or two friends who borrowed money.

Isn't it enough to pay the debts first, find a job, and pay a salary?

Sure enough, he found a familiar note in the address book - Dazhu.

Dazhu's full name is Xiong Zhizhu, a brother he has known since elementary school, and he also helped him fight in high school and occupied the machine of an Internet café.

Song Bin seemed to see hope.

He dialed the phone, expecting a familiar voice from the other side.

"Binzi, what's wrong?"

Dazhu's voice was much rougher, mixed with a hint of exhaustion.

"That...... Dazhu, do you have any money? I want to borrow some money from you. ”

There was silence on the other end of the line for a while, and he asked, "Where are you now?"

Song Bin said he was on Colorful Street.

Dazhu asked him to go to the old horse barbecue and order some food and wait.

"Dazhu, I don't have money to eat barbecue......"

"Gotcha, the brothers still say this?"

Song Bin was overjoyed, and it seemed that there was a play.

After a while, Dazhu arrived at the old horse barbecue and asked for a bottle of Niulanshan to sit opposite him.

Suddenly, ten years later, Dazhu was like him, his chin was covered with thick stubble, and his face was also full of traces of time.

With peanuts, two strings of bean skin, half a glass of wine, and the spicy taste passed through their throats, the two gasped for a mouthful of stuffy and dusty air.

Dazhu opened his mouth and said: "Brother, I'm not borrowing money from you, you have to confess to me what you are doing, is it gambling?"

Song Bin confessed that he would come to the door the day after tomorrow to ask for debts, and he still owed 3,000, otherwise he would snatch his wife and Ruirui away to pay off the gambling debts.

"Dazhu, I'm not gambling anymore, really! I'm looking for a job. When I go to work, I will pay you back immediately. ”

Looking at Song Bin's sincere gaze, Dazhu took out his mobile phone and immediately turned four thousand.

"Brothers, don't say anything and don't pay back, just give it to me when you have it. However, if you let me know that you still gamble, then this meal is our casual meal. ”

The big stone in his heart fell to the ground, Song Bin was so excited that he really didn't know what to say, picked up the wine glass, and the other half of the glass of Niulanshan dried it directly.

When she got home, Xiang Wanying was washing the dishes, he picked it up from behind and couldn't wait to tell her the good news.

"I'm rich!"

Xiang Wanying's eyes lit up, and she asked in surprise, "Really?"

"Uh-huh!" Song Bin showed her the balance on his phone.

Xiang Wanying was happy for a while, her face suddenly turned cold again, and asked, "Where did you come from?"

"Are you stealing again?"

Song Bin was stunned, "Steal again?"

Damn! Gambling together doesn't count, but stealing?

Song Bin hurriedly explained: "This is borrowed." ”

"Borrow?" Xiang Wanying's face turned even colder, and she asked him, "Did you ask Dazhu to borrow it?"

Song Bin looked surprised: "How do you know?"

Xiang Wanying's face was full of disappointment, and she suddenly roared: "Why are you still asking him to borrow it? You don't know that his father has cancer, and he needs a lot of money to be hospitalized every day." Song Bin, why are you embarrassed to open this mouth?"

Song Bin's head exploded.

Brother, my father, I have leukemia, and you still ask him to borrow money? Song Bin, are you still a person?

Xiang Wanying sat on the edge of the bed angrily and looked out the window.

Song Bin sat beside her cautiously and asked, "When did I not know, how much money did I borrow from him before?"

Xiang Wanying glared at him: "You don't know? Dazhu has played with you since childhood, brother, will you know that his father has cancer?"

Song Bin was a little speechless, and stumbled and said, "You tell me, maybe the stick knocked on my head." I really don't remember this, if I had known that his father had cancer, I would have starved to death, and I wouldn't have been able to borrow this money from him! I'll pay him back the 4,000 yuan first, and I'll pay back the money I borrowed when I find a job. You tell me how much you borrowed the big pillar. ”

Xiang Wanying looked at him suspiciously: "I borrowed 30,000 yuan before." ”

Song Bin took a deep breath and made a phone call.

Soon, the phone was connected, and a woman's roar came from there, as if she knew that Dazhu had borrowed money from him.

"What's wrong, isn't it enough?" asked Dazhu.

"Dazhu, I've already called you back for this money, your dad needs to see a doctor......"

"Gotta gotcha, don't you know my dad's illness? Throwing thousands of dollars into it is like throwing it in the water, okay! What are you still grinding with me?"

"Wait, Dazhu, listen to me. If I take this money, will I still have the face to go to your house in the future? I still have the face to drink with you? I have the face to see my sister-in-law? My brother and father were hospitalized, not only did they not help, but they also borrowed money, which is something that people can do? Okay, I have another way here, don't worry, hang up. ”

The money is gone again, but Song Bin feels much more comfortable.

Song Bin habitually touched his pocket, and suddenly stretched out a red double happiness on the side.

He shook his head.

Xiang Wanying said: "Let's smoke! We women can cry when they are stressed, they can make trouble, and they can talk to others and complain." You men only have one cigarette, go to the windowsill and smoke it, don't smoke the children. ”

Song Bin went to the windowsill and lit a cigarette, and the sparks of the cigarette butts dimmed and brightened in the dark with Song Bin's breathing.

After the smoke circulated in his lungs and then spit out, Song Bin waved his hand to disperse the smoke and extinguished the smoke.

Turning around, in the dim light, two pairs of eyes full of determination stared at each other......