By the end of the drinking session, everyone was drunk. Went north and called a substitute driver.

"Leader, take my car, I'll let the driver take you back first. "Proposed to the north.

At this juncture, it is necessary to stress rules and have a good eye! This is the basic quality that a qualified subordinate should possess.

"No, I still have something to do, a car is coming to pick me up. Besides, I live in the Phoenix community in the east, and you live in the south, not by the way. However, you can escort Xiao Luo well. Qu Changguo smiled in confusion.

Xiang Bei and Luo Fangyi looked at each other with embarrassed eyes. However, the two still braved the cold wind and obediently accompanied Qu Changguo until the other party got into a black car and drove away.

"Let's go, Xiao Luo, I'll take you home. "Open the rear door to the north and invite Rofonyi to get in the car.

"But, Master, we're going in the opposite direction. ”

"I can't take a detour, so let's get in the car. ”

The front of the car turned around and headed north.

"Xiao Luo, don't pay too much attention to what everyone says at the dinner tonight, it's all a joke said in the wine field. Everyone is like this, usually when interviewing is serious, once they get to the wine table, one is more serious than the other. ”

"Although it ruined my three views, I think it's okay, at least this is the truest and most natural appearance of the journalist industry. Otherwise, how tired it is to have a tense face all day. ”

"Yes, you see everyone talking and laughing, in fact, everyone has their own difficulties. Young people have the pressure of being young, and 'old people' have pressure of being 'old people'. ”

"Old man, Master, how old is the profession of a journalist?" Luo Fangyi asked curiously.

"You know the 'Seven Year Itch', right?"

"Of course. ”

"In fact, when the journalist industry reaches seven or eight years, even if it is about to enter old age, this state is itching. Each has its own itching method, some want to climb up but can't, some want to go out but can't go, and some don't want to go anywhere and sit on the butt pain. ”

"It's really interesting, hehe, I'm too young to understand. I'm home, though. Luo Fangyi opened the car door, "Master, see you tomorrow, remember, smoke less, drink more water, and don't drink coffee at night!"

"High-end community, I didn't expect Mr. Luo to come from a wealthy family. "I glanced through the car window to the north: all small high-rise buildings, floor-to-ceiling windows, spacing beyond the buildings, greening without leaving dead corners, and the standard salutation posture of the doorman...... However, Luo Fangyi seemed to dismiss this joke, which made Xiangbei embarrassed, "Oh, you should go back and rest quickly." ”

Seeing Luo Fangyi go upstairs, he leaned north on the backrest and breathed a long sigh of relief. The busyness and socializing from morning to night made him physically and mentally exhausted.

Over the years, Xiang Bei has spent most of his time on business trips, and he has almost run through the entire city and county of Bac Giang Province, but he doesn't like this feeling of floating. Only when he returned home, lying on the sofa, leaning his head against his wife, and the two chatting, did he feel that it was the warmest moment.

Home is the place that makes Xiangbei feel the most down-to-earth.

Among relatives, friends, and colleagues, speaking of Xiangbei and his wife Zhou Xuecen, they can be described as a match made in heaven. The two are studying in Beijing together, university alumni, and have different levels of the same major. Xiangbei is two terms older than Zhou Xuecen. At a postgraduate examination exchange meeting organized by the student union of the college, Xiang Bei, as the student with the highest score in the college that year, was invited to share his experience with everyone. When the exchange meeting reached the interactive session, everyone asked about the skills of reviewing and preparing for the exam, but Zhou Xuecen handed Xiangbei a note, on which was his contact information.

Xiangbei held the note, looked at Zhou Xuecen's distant back, and was stunned. This way of acquaintance made Xiangbei deeply impressed.

Needless to say, it goes without saying that since then, probably like every Beijing love story, two people have become lovers from acquaintance, acquaintance to love. Later, Xiang Bei went to graduate school at another university in Beijing, and the two spent less time seeing each other, but they still met once or twice a week.

After graduating from graduate school in Xiangbei, he chose to work in Hedong City, which is more than 500 kilometers away from Beijing.

In the first year of work, Xiang Bei, like many newcomers, sat on the cold bench, was not treated by the leader, and the manuscripts he wrote were not recognized...... Although he usually pretends to be nothing, every time he gets drunk, he will call Zhou Xuecen and talk to him, crying like a child. At this time, Zhou Xuecen would listen to him quietly, listen to him cry, listen to him vent the depression in his heart, and then say some warm words to him like a mother to a child. There were even countless times, she couldn't rest assured, and quietly bought a ticket to come to Hedong to accompany Xiangbei to spend those difficult days.

A year later, Zhou Xuecen graduated from university and followed Xiangbei to Hedong, and the two lived in the single dormitory of the newspaper. The dormitory is more than ten square meters, there is no bathroom, no kitchen, and no way to take a shower. Zhou Xuecen looked at it, and bought an induction cooker and a few pairs of chopsticks the next day, which became a simple home. In winter, the dormitory was too cold, and the two of them squeezed into a single bed, wrapped in a thick quilt, listened to songs, and fell asleep watching the snow outside the window.

I lived like this for 5 years...... Later, the two finally had a real home of their own......

Three years ago, the two took their savings over the years and borrowed money from relatives and friends to buy a house in the southern suburbs of Hedong City. In another year, the two have the crystallization of love - Nuoyi. Xiangbei felt that the child was the best gift from God. From babbling to toddler, every small change brought endless surprises and joy to his family.

Xiang Bei and Zhou Xuecen's parents both belong to the "old man", and they only had children when they were thirty-four or five years old. In the present, this is a very common thing, but in the 80s of the last century, it was very rare. Therefore, by the time they have their own children, the parents have reached the age of seventy, and not only can they not hold their children, but even taking care of themselves has become a problem. Therefore, most of the time, the elderly on both sides live in their homes in the county hundreds of kilometers away, and only occasionally come to the provincial capital to see their children.

The hands of mature men, one is used to "move bricks", and the other is used to hold children, so they have developed strong arms.

Every time Xiangbei goes home, the first thing he does is to hold Nuoyi like a small plane, run around every room, listen to Nuoyi's "giggle" laughter, and then play on the floor of the living room covered with children's mats......

When I returned home to the north, it was already past eleven o'clock, and by this time the strength of the wine had already disappeared. He opened the door of the master bedroom, the bedside lamp was still on, Nuo Yi was already asleep, and Zhou Xuecen was also asleep leaning on the head of the bed. Xiang Bei quietly changed his clothes, took a hot shower, and crept to the second bedroom to sleep, just lying down, the door opened, it was Zhou Xuecen.

"Why don't you squeak when you come back?" Zhou Xuecen was sleepy-eyed.

"I'm not afraid of waking you up, wife. "Xiang Bei with his phone.

"Hey, you're still busy posting WeChat? Drinking makes friends, WeChat makes lovers, gambling makes enemies, and stock speculation makes crazy people. You are drinking and WeChat, but you forgot your wife and children?" Zhou Xuecen complained in his words.

"It's so sour, our vinegar bottle has fallen?"

"yes, but there's still some left, do you want to drink?"

"I'm scared of you, wife. Xiangbei spoke softly and held Zhou Xuecen's hands, "You don't know, I've been like an arrow since I came back from a business trip, and I can't help myself, you have a lot of adults, don't worry about me." ”

"The oil cavity is slippery. Zhou Xuecen turned his back.

"Did Noyi sleep?"

"I just fell asleep for a short time. When the child knew that you were back today, he was so excited that he didn't fall asleep until eleven o'clock. ”

"I told Qu Changguo, I'll rest tomorrow and accompany you two at home. ”

After Nuoyi was born, Zhou Xuecen took half a year of maternity leave. When she went back to work after her maternity leave, the company transferred her, saying that it was a job transfer, but in fact, she was "assigned to the frontier" and placed in an unfamiliar position. Zhou Xuecen soon found that he had become redundant in this company. She understands the boss's intentions: the newcomer saves money and is easy to use, I want to fire you squid!

In addition, Nuoyi was unattended, and Zhou Xuecen decided to quit her job, become a full-time wife, and teach her husband and children at home. The moment she put the resignation letter on the boss's desk, the other party's face made him unforgettable for the rest of his life. "Xuecen, your resignation is a major loss to the company, why don't you think about it again?"

Zhou Xuecen smiled faintly, leaving only a back.

His wife's dedication to this family, looking north in his eyes and in his heart, he has always told himself that home is the bottom line, and he will use everything, including life, to protect the two most important people in life.

"Oh, by the way, I haven't told you yet, Nuo Yi has been having a fever today......" Zhou Xuecen suddenly remembered.

"How many degrees is the fever?" said Xiangbei as he sat up from the bed.

"38.5 degrees, I have already applied a fever paste, but there is still no effect, and I began to have diarrhea at night, pulling and vomiting. ”

"Why didn't you tell me sooner! "There are some complaints to the north.

"Go to the hospital, you said it lightly, I'm alone, how can you let me send it, the car is not easy to call, and the number is not easy to hang......" Hearing Xiang Bei say this, Zhou Xuecen became angry. "But I gave him antipyretics, let's see how it is tonight, if it doesn't work, it's not too late to go to the hospital tomorrow." ”

"Well," Xiangbei responded, getting up and going to the master bedroom, touching Nuoyi's forehead, "It's quite hot." ”

"Didn't you know someone in Hedong Hospital, a doctor I interviewed before. Can you contact him tomorrow morning and give us a queue?"

"Forget it, let's register normally, and it won't take much time. ”

Since becoming a journalist, there are always some relatives and friends who ask him to find a doctor or do a report, as if being a journalist is an all-powerful profession. Xiangbei was very disgusted in his heart.

But he also understands that this situation is helpless, after all, China is a society of personal affection, even in sufficiently developed provincial capitals, human affection is still the biggest "resource".

Xiangbei will try his best to help those relatives and friends, but when it comes to his own affairs, he is reluctant to use these "resources", because he understands that no "resources" are free, and when the time is right, you have to return them.