When Li Fengzhu arrived home, it was almost midnight. However, as soon as the door opened, Mrs. Li waited in the dark and asked quietly, "Have you eaten when you came back so late?"

Although his voice was low, in the silent environment, it still scared the frightened Li Fengzhu enough. She agreed vaguely with a grunt, her hand touching the white wall in the dark, and the moment she reached the light switch, she hesitated for a moment with her face to the position of the bed, and then withdrew her hand.

Mrs. Li waited quietly for a long time, as if she heard her daughter's answer, but as if she didn't hear it. She was afraid that she had heard something behind her ear, so she simply sat up, looked behind her and hesitated for a moment, before tiptoeing to the door by the moonlight. Before he could speak, a smell of wine entered his nose. She sniffed and sniffed twice, and it was this movement that caused Li Fengzhu to say first: "Just drink, you don't know how much I drink." ”

"I, I don't know. When Mrs. Li said, her mood seemed a little low.

Under the cover of night, it was difficult for Li Fengzhu to see her face clearly. Looking back, Mrs. Li was picked up from the countryside when Li Fengzhu was confined. When the child is breastfeeding, Li Fengzhu naturally does not drink alcohol. The memories of the next few years have faded into her minds. can only be judged by Mrs. Li's words, probably never opened up in those years, and drank the bar happily.

Li Fengzhu thought that this kind of detail would become an omission at a critical moment, so he explained: "If it is liquor, it will be a lot to drink one or two." Because of this, everyone laughed at me for not being like an outsider. ”

Old Mrs. Li was thinking about Tang Shubai's appearance in her mind, thinking about her daughter's late return little by little to the place where she was happy. Because of this, he was not disgusted by the smell of alcohol on his daughter's body, and was even very satisfied. She wanted to open her mouth to ask, but she felt that the time and place were not quite right, so she had to swallow the words and smile in her place.

Li Fengzhu didn't know why, but he felt that there seemed to be no reason to laugh in the current atmosphere, so he thought that this laughter was very weird. I couldn't help but ask anxiously, whether it was to return late or to drink, and to violate her old man's taboo? In order to ease the atmosphere, Li Fengzhu pulled up the topic and asked, "Why don't you sleep at this time?"

"It's hot. That said, we are not afraid of heat at our age. But your son will not sleep until he holds him, and he will not let go when he sleeps. As she spoke, Mrs. Li slowly moved to the side of the bed while touching the black, "You come and touch his hand, it's hotter than Tang Pozi." But this little ghost, he won't let go of me on a hot day, and he won't get close to me in winter. ”

When saying "little ghost", Mrs. Li used the Shanghainese language she learned in Haizhou, which sounded particularly fun.

Li Fengzhu pursed his lips and laughed, and walked in the direction of his mother's waving arm instinctively.

Xiao Rufu's breathing was very even, as if he was asleep. But the moment Li Fengzhu approached, he twisted his body and hummed again. It seems that his vigilance has been greatly cultivated in times of crisis. However, he still retains the childish habit of snooze.

A slender silver moonlight shone through the corner of the window, striking on Xiao Rufu's slender arm and fleshy belly. Li Fengzhu lifted the curtain to a corner so that the moonlight could shine on his face. Although her eyes were looking at her son, the image imprinted on her mind was a mess. The moonlight did not bring her a trace of clarity. She thought of her deceased husband for a while, and Tang Shubai for a while. When the latter image appeared, she had the urge to stand up and shout "don't, go away" just like those who had just broken free from those who wanted her to go to the hospital. There are two different points of view arguing in my ears -

Is that tempting?

But he clearly saved her life!

But if he didn't commit treason, how could he be assassinated?

Li Fengzhu felt annoyed and annoyed, and couldn't help frowning, and his palms were unconsciously clenched tightly. She forgot that her big hand was holding her son's small hand, so that the snort in Xiao Rufu's nose was even louder. Li Fengzhu heard it and hurriedly put down the opened curtains. When she raised her head to close the curtains, Xiao Rufu's thousand-pound eyelids were slightly sewn out, and she wanted to open her mouth and say, "Don't want mother's hands, they're all sweaty." However, the child could not overcome the sleepiness after all, and only a thought flashed through his head, and immediately fell back to sleep. The hand that was supposed to be withdrawn only moved slightly, and Fu stopped struggling.

When Mrs. Li saw it, she inevitably posted another emotion: "Look, what kind of security do such a young children have." You new-school characters like to use this word, right? What children understand, adults should understand. If you have a nestled in your home, it will be more fragrant to sleep at night. ”

Li Fengzhu sensed that these words were very meaningful, but she didn't bother to explore. Sullenly, he got up and cautiously felt his way into the bathroom. It's so late at night, and I don't want the sound of rushing water to disturb my son's good dreams, so I simply wipe my body with a basin of water.

When she finished taking care of herself, Mrs. Li couldn't resist the tiredness and fell asleep. She picked up the straw mat in the corner, didn't bother to distinguish the pros and cons, and spread it on the ground and planned to sleep.

In the quiet of the night, there is a regular breathing sound from someone in the house, which is clearly an environment that promotes sleep. However, Li Fengzhu tossed and turned, and there were always two different opinions in her ears that were tearing at her nerves. One kept asking, could it be that those Saturday literati who ate mixed meals really saw through women, that women could not socialize too much, that all the relationships they had with men would eventually become relationships between men and women, and that all emotions would eventually be classified as love?

At the bottom of it, Li Fengzhu just wanted to know if Tang Shubai was in trouble, and she resisted but couldn't eliminate her nervous thoughts about Tang Shubai's safety. She sighed sullenly and turned over, trying to use the movements of her limbs to send a signal to her cranial nerves.

Obviously, this intention is naïve and futile. She began to imagine again, in fact, a person who can sacrifice his life to save others at the moment of life and death should not be hopeless. Maybe there is someone by his side who often guides and persuades, and Tang Shubai can go on the right path. If there really is that day, won't all the knots in her heart at the moment disappear? She is a professional woman full of new knowledge, and as long as she is moral, she will not be entangled in the feudal mentality of self-defense. Even in front of the child, she can generously admit that she always becomes a woman first and then a mother. She can't be like a pedantic old-fashioned woman, because she is a mother, she forgets that she is also a woman, and she doesn't even realize that she is a human being.

However, people should find a comparable person to combine, not two devils.

Li Fengzhu thought about it for a while, and finally thought back to the original point. I couldn't help but sit up, one leg crossed, one leg bent and standing, and I opened my five fingers and combed my hair several times in annoyance. followed, repeatedly warned himself that Tang Shubai was a traitor, and he was the second devil who followed the devil and sucked the blood of his compatriots. Ordinary people don't dare to reprimand him to his face in order to save his life, but when he turns his back, no one will scold him for being a beast. I thought to myself that I was really a "loving mother"! I was so confused that I wanted to find a dog for my son to be my stepfather.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this is a closed loop with no solution. Scratching at the straw mat with both hands, wondering where could I catch a cigarette to smoke?

There must be smoke in the newspaper. I can't sleep, so it's good to go there and hang out for a while.

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It was also a coincidence, Li Fengzhu walked to the newspaper office and took a look, and there was a note on the desk. It was written that there was a call from Pingdu that called Li Fengzhu for one night, and left a message asking her to return to the club no matter how late she returned, please call back immediately.

The sudden and urgent contact was still from Pingdu, and he did not leave his name, and the time of the reply was completely inhibited, Li Fengzhu could not only guess who it was, but even guess what it was. Because of this, I was anxious and worried, and completely left behind the little personal entanglement before.

I followed the number on the note and called back, and although it was quickly picked up, it was not easy to find the person who left the message. Because Li Fengzhu did not have the other party's name in the information she got, she naturally didn't dare to make it up, and who should she call to answer if she didn't have a name?

Fortunately, when she got her words, "You have an urgent call from your place, you have been looking for me all night", only one or two chattering conversations, and I heard someone laughing and coming over to pick up the phone.

"You're so busy!" said him, another giggle.

Li Fengzhu's conjecture was really good, it was Ji Bingzhi who was speaking. Listening to the laughter, thinking that there was good news to announce, I naturally breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, and said: "If you can't find me, you should pity me, because I, a poor man, have less time than yours, and can't be measured by the minute." It's not my credit to run too much, but if I run less, I have to deduct the money. Therefore, the more I disappear, the more it proves that my labor is worthless. If you don't sympathize, you still make fun of me!"

Ji Bingzhi was really a little happy, and replied in a joking way: "It's really a mouth that doesn't suffer." ”

Li Fengzhu felt that his life was too lacking in joy for a while, so he laughed happily and said, "This is wrong. The mouth that does not suffer losses grows on the lawyer, and all I have is a pen that refuses to bow its head. ”

Because of this answer, Ji Bingzhi's laughter was mixed with a few snorts: "Your pen is used for speech, and my mouth is also used for this." It can be seen that the pen is not a mouth, but it is just a tool. I said that your mouth does not suffer, although it is not entirely appropriate, but the meaning is always in place. ”