CHAPTER XXIII
I took out my phone and looked at it, and Jiang Beisheng's three words made me frown.
Zhang Ailing once wrote such a sentence in a hazy affair with only regrets: Among thousands of people, meet the people you meet.
Before Garfield graduated from college, he was a good child who only read sage books in the eyes of his parents, and the enlightenment of wild history novels was relatively late. When she first met this sentence, it was when she was newly married.
On that day, she was pretty in red makeup, and she boasted dangerously without knowing the road ahead: "Sisters, the person you met among thousands of people in Zhang Ailing's words, I dare to pack a ticket, it is definitely your pillow person." ”
The mosquito and the kidney bean looked at each other and smiled at the vicissitudes of the passerby, and said in unison: "It's good if you're happy." ”
As an unmarried single person, I have no right to speak and sigh, so I simply drink and eat meat.
A few years later, this newlywed young couple, who are no longer in Yan'er, tore their faces because of the life pattern of the male protagonist inside and outside the female protagonist or the female protagonist and the male protagonist outside, and one night after the official separation, she was on the balcony of my house, drinking intoxicating wine, but saying sober words: "Fox, you remember, the person who came out of the thousands of people to recognize you is not necessarily your lover, but may also be your lover in your previous life and the enemy in this life." Like me. ”
Garfield's heartfelt words, I deeply agree.
So when Jiang Beisheng's third call came again, I applied what I had learned, and when he was an enemy, I continued to choose to turn a blind eye and turn a deaf ear.
"Xiaoqi, why don't you answer the phone?"
Whether you like it or not, there is always a group of people around you, who are sometimes more worried about your family and work than your mother, and sometimes more ruthless than your enemies who can stab you twice when you are down.
Stinky salmon belong to such a group of people.
I smiled.
She didn't relent: "Take it, take it, there's nothing that doesn't make sense." ”
I sighed.
Stinky Salmon is 54 years old this year, and August 3 next year will be the day of her honorable retirement. A colleague with old qualifications mentioned that stinky salmon was a famous beauty when he was young, and he walked the most with the leader, which was the way to push the glass and change the lamp on the wine table. Everyone thought that her career was going to blossom, and she thought so. It's a pity that everyone and her have forgotten one thing: beauty is something that God can give to her or others. After several twists and turns, she finally lost to a beauty who cultivated both inside and outside, and was assigned to our department at the age of forty, when there were more wrinkles than laugh lines. When the previous director handed over to the fairy, there was such a hint: "The big leader misses the old feelings, although she does not have an official position, but she should not be treated equally." From then on, the fairy was also like the previous director, only as a bodhisattva.
At the moment, I was sitting in the last window seat at the back of the car, and she was sitting in the aisle seat in the penultimate row diagonally opposite me. But she looked back at me seriously, waiting for me to answer.
I sighed again: "My mother's phone is nagging when she has nothing to do, so I don't really want to answer it." ”
"Did your mother give birth?"
The words of the stinky salmon are comparable to a pebble that stirs up a thousand waves, causing half of the people in the carriage to look back and see. My face was slightly red, but she pouted her buttocks, leaned her whole body sideways, and began to dig out her heart and lungs with me: "Xiaoqi, you are not young at this age, don't blame your mother for urging you." Don't be upset, if you were my daughter, I wouldn't let you wait until you're thirty-five to get married. Uh, by the way, what does your husband do? How old is he? Second marriage, right?"
He said that you should not be upset, but he said everything to make you unhappy. This is the Chinese aunt-style hypocrisy.
His grandmother's, I know it, but I can't get angry yet.
"My mom...... My mother loves to go to Shanghai to buy and see, her ideology has long been influenced by the people of Shanghai to be fashionable and fashionable, not at all I can be compared with a little sparrow who has not gone out to see the world. As for my husband, he is an alumnus of my university, three years younger than me, and we are both first married. When I was thirty years old, he proposed to me for the third time, but I was a traditional and cautious person, and I had more concerns about the relationship between my sister and brother than I was calm, so I put it off again and again, until now. ”
But Mosquito also said that it is women who know women best.
This understanding is not only limited to the heart-to-heart fit between friends, but also refers to the degree of mastery of the enemy's death hole in the secret competition.
The stinky salmon was really disgusted by my words, and when she saw her weathered left cheek tremble slightly, she loaded the bullet and fought back with a gun and a stick: "How can we have such a good life as your mother, we have money and time." Auntie, our lives are hard, and at such an old age, we have to squeeze the shuttle bus like you young people. Alas, people don't have rear-sighted eyes, I want to be able to count old at a glance, and I'm just like your mother, find a husband who can make money when I'm young, and be a housewife who enjoys happiness at home for a lifetime. Uh, by the way, Xiaoqi, you haven't told everyone yet, what does your husband do?"
Some people say: ginger is old and spicy. But some people have said: blue is better than blue.
The best way to make a hypocritical aunt like stinky salmon treat you as a stranger from now on is to tell her that you are not a bag of tender ginger.
I smiled first and then suppressed: "My husband is not as capable as your son, I heard that your son was promoted to section chief last month?"
"It's just the section chief. Stinky Salmon looked happy and raised his tone all the way: "Even if you are a middle-level cadre." ”
Human philistines are like the legendary pink eye, and they can be infected by looking at each other. In the crowd of people who looked back in the half carriage, there was a person who began to deliberately make friends with the stinky salmon climber, and there would be a group of people who were more or less saving a few sycophants, scrambling to contribute. More good deeds began to pull sides and stand in line to rush me.
"Xiaoqi, what does your husband do? Now, even if he sweeps the street on the street, he is called a cleaner, and he has a name. ”
I looked at the roof of the car, and he had a name, the vagrant.
"Yo, you must be a big official, I'm afraid that we will be exposed. ”
"That's not right, colleagues for more than ten years, who touches whom's light. ”
"It's not that people don't want to talk to us, but they don't want to tell us, forget it. ”
"Between colleagues, care and concern, what's wrong?"
……
This is the group of people who will always be around us, whether we want to or not. They have the ability to make money, and they also have the determination to push down the wall.
I coughed embarrassedly: "You are really careful, my husband is a small worker in a private enterprise, his monthly salary is the same as mine, he has no house or car, and he is poor and middle peasants." ”
I don't know who laughed in the carriage: "Yesterday's news was still talking about it, and now the proportion of young people who are not married is rising, and the root cause of the problem is that they are shy and live a hard life and can't afford to get married." ”
I nodded politely: "Yes, if my husband hadn't bought the shop with a monthly rent of 16,000 yuan on the commercial street of the cinema in the city center, I wouldn't dare to marry him." Oops, I'm here. Guys, go first. ”
After speaking, I picked up my satchel and walked to the door lightly, and after Chen Yifen parked the car, he said to me with his mouth open: "Well done." ”
I blinked: after more than ten years of hearing and seeing, who wouldn't say a few heart-piercing words?
After getting out of the car, I walked directly to the community, and as soon as I arrived at the doorman, the security uncle called me to stop: "1204 residents, please come and fill in the list." ”
I frowned in confusion: "What list?"
"Interior renovation application form. ”
"I ...... My family?"
"Isn't 1204 your home?"
"Yes, it's my home. But I have no plans to redecorate in the near future. ”
"It's weird, half an hour ago someone registered 1204 to renovate and renovate, you see, this is his ID number and signature. ”
I leaned over and looked, stupid: white ...... Bai Muyan?
(To be continued)