Liu Zhiyu is accustomed to the days that are as plain as water, and it is too late to feel the time passing by his fingertips, turning everything into a soft finger, and another year of the Spring Festival has arrived. Liu Zhiyu accompanied his mother Jiang Feng'e to sit on the sofa and watch the Spring Festival Gala, which is a rare time of year to have such a comfortable moment.

With the ringing of the zero o'clock bell of the Spring Festival Gala, the wheel of time has left a deep imprint. The bell knocked on Liu Zhiyu's heart, and every time it struck, it seemed to be an annual ring.

Liu Zhiyu thought about it carefully, since he was admitted to university at the age of 18, after four years of study at the provincial police academy, he graduated at the age of 22 and was assigned to the special service mobile team of the Yunjiang City Public Security Bureau.

Life is short, the time is fleeting, the years are ruthless, the sixteen-year-old flower season has long gone, the flower of youth blooms in the struggle, but gradually towards defeat and withering.

Liu Zhiyu really didn't expect that time would pass so quickly, so fast that people don't have time to remember what happened, so fast that people don't have time to think about the life they have passed, every breath is damp, every time they look up is gray, knowing that the years will eventually grow old, and standing at the tip of youth and looking quietly, looking forward to the wind and smiling constantly, looking forward to this heart that has been struggling forever warm to old age.

Jiang Feng'e was already sleepy, but she didn't want to sleep, she wanted to stay with her son for a while, and wanted to enjoy the warm feeling of family affection. When her son was young, he was so petite, obediently lying in her arms, enjoying his mother's love, and at this time she leaned on her son's shoulder, feeling his son's broad shoulders, his son had grown up, and became her dependence, her heart was very gratified, he was proud and proud of his son.

Father Liu Guosheng has already rested, during this time to write a summary of life, it consumed too many of his brain cells, the dance and ink made his body unbearable, the thinning hair became whiter and whiter, and the wrinkles on his face became denser and denser. In the past year, the whole person has aged a lot, and the vicissitudes of the years are all engraved on his face, and the deep wrinkles are a picture of life.

The heating temperature in the room was not low, but Liu Zhiyu still pulled the blanket that slipped aside, covered his mother, hugged his mother's body, and hugged each other to keep warm, his mother was so warm to him when he was a child, he said softly: "Mom, does my dad insist on writing every night?"

Jiang Feng'e moved her body to make herself feel more comfortable, and responded: "Yes, a day does not fall." Your dad is a tendon, what he thinks must be done, he goes out for a walk every day after dinner, and when he comes back, he goes to the study, and gets his summary, it's nearly eleven o'clock every night, if I don't urge him to sleep, I don't know when he writes. You see, his body is getting weaker and weaker. ”

Jiang Feng'e couldn't persuade his wife, so she could only let him do his own thing, but seeing him so hard and bothered, she couldn't bear it, so she complained to Liu Zhiyu.

"My dad is such a man, he drank a lot of wine tonight, and he seems to be happy. I saw a thick stack of papers in the study, and I guess they were the result of his writings. My dad can be a writer too. Liu Zhiyu said with a smile.

"I don't believe it, I'm an expert at reasoning with others, and if you want to write something, he doesn't drink that bit of ink, which is not as good as the composition of a third-grade elementary school student. Jiang Feng'e is quite skeptical about Liu Guosheng's writing ability and level, she has no ink in her chest, and she also wants to be a writer?

"Hehe, Mom, don't underestimate Dad, he doesn't write novels, he wants to write about his work experience, he writes whatever he thinks, this is more practical guidance, I believe Dad, he will do it." Mom, you also have to believe him, encourage him more, and let him finish it quickly, you can't keep dragging it out like this. Mom, you have a lot of responsibility, not only to encourage him, but also to supervise him, but also to take care of him wholeheartedly, Mom, you have worked hard. Liu Zhiyu held Jiang Feng'e's hand, which was full of folds, not smooth, slightly rough, it was a pair of hands that had worked hard day and night. It was these hands that made Liu Zhiyu feel very down-to-earth and extremely warm.

"I've never pulled his hind legs, I've done my best every day. However, he is also too desperate, he doesn't care about his body at all, he still goes to the police office during the day, is nosy, sulking, and doesn't live at night. I look at him, writing that thing is much more tiring than going out to play tricks, and his back is a little hunched, is it necessary to tire himself like this?" Jiang Feng'e confided in Liu Zhiyu.

She only has two men to talk to, the big man doesn't want to listen to her nagging, she can only complain to the little man in front of her, but this little man rarely goes home, and every time he goes home, the time is so short, she has bitterness and tears in her heart, and she has never revealed it.

Liu Zhiyu smiled, he knew his father's character, and he must do what he sees well. It is not easy for a mother, not only to manage the whole family, but also to worry about the body of her wife. As long as a person is alive and healthy, he is stronger than anything else.

There are so many things in the world, you can never finish doing it, and if your body collapses, you can't do anything, so physical health comes first.

Liu Zhiyu heard Liu Guosheng's cough coming from the bedroom, and his heart tightened, his father's health has not been good, and it is not a long way to go on like this, but to persuade him well.

Liu Zhiyu knew that his mother felt sorry for his father, his mother's love was always so deep and silent, a woman's dedication to the family, that kind of love was priceless and wholehearted, and said affectionately: "Mom, you are the best mother in the world, and the best wife in the world, my father and I are very grateful to you and love you deeply, we are the happiest people in the world, and that is because of you." Mom, you also have to take good care of yourself, don't work too hard, don't think too much, only if you are good, our family is good. ”

"How can I be so good, I am not as educated as your father, and I can't help him, seeing him racking his brains every day to write and paint, and the way he is tortured, I can't bear it, but I can't help it. Zhiyu, your father's blood pressure is getting higher and higher, I advised him to take a good rest, he took my words as a deaf ear, and you also persuaded him when he turned around, he must not go on like this, I have been panicking in my heart, I am afraid that something will happen to him. Jiang Feng'e shook her head helplessly, raised her hand and gently stroked her heart, her worry became heavier and heavier.

"I see, Mom, let's go and persuade him. You don't have to worry too much, fortunately he is in good spirits, he has sustenance in his heart, and he lives every day to the fullest, so he is happy. Since he is happy, we don't have to disturb him, provide him with a quiet environment, so that he does not feel stressed and everything will take its course. Persuade him to rest and sleep before ten o'clock every night, and there should be no major problems with his body. Liu Zhiyu also comforted his mother.

"I think so too, but sometimes he doesn't listen to me, I urge him to go to bed at ten o'clock, but he says that he just had inspiration, and my words drove away his inspiration, and he complained to me hard, really for his good, but not good. Jiang Feng'e was helpless in her heart, and she was in tears when she talked about it.

Liu Zhiyu couldn't help laughing, his father was also very interesting, knowing that he would also be inspired, and said with a smile: "My dad, he also knows what inspiration is? It seems that he has made great progress, a bit of a writer." Writing is to rely on an inspiration, inspiration comes, thoughts are like springs, the pen is like flowing water, out of control; Mom, my dad has been learning to be a leatherman, and the more he learns, the more decently he becomes, hehe!"

Jiang Feng'e was amused by Liu Zhiyu: "Giggles, what you said is very vivid, your father is like this, I can't control him, let him go." Zhiyu, what's going on with you?"

After Jiang Feng'e cared about the big man, she began to care about the little man again. Of course, the affairs of the little man are more important in her heart than the things of the big man.

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"What else can it be, what else is it about you looking for a partner, didn't your sister Jianping introduce the girl to you?" Jiang Feng'e looked at Liu Zhiyu, her eyes full of hope.

Liu Zhiyu has already told Jiang Jianping about finding a partner, all her hopes are pinned on Jiang Jianping, after all, she doesn't know anyone in the city at all, she can only rely on Jiang Jianping to help Zhang Luo, she also trusts Jiang Jianping, they are all her own children.

Liu Zhiyu knew what his mother wanted to ask, and said lightly: "Oh! ”

"What's the matter? Liu Zhiyu, you've been working for three years, and after the New Year, you'll be twenty-five years old, and it's time to find a partner. Other people's children as old as you have already gotten married, and some of them have embraced babies. When Jiang Feng'e heard that Liu Zhiyu was not in a hurry or impatient, she pushed Liu Zhiyu aside, and couldn't help but start nagging, feeling a little angry in her heart.

Liu Zhiyu didn't expect his mother to react so violently, and said with a smile: "Mom, this thing can't be compared, people are different, and getting married and having children is even different." I know you're anxious to hug your grandson, but fate is a thing that you can't find. Sister Ping told me that there are a few girls in their school who haven't found a partner yet, and she is working on a staff, so she has to choose a girl who is as beautiful and excellent as her. ”

"Then why don't you hurry up and meet, it's been a long time, the girls have already found a partner, can you still get your turn? No, I have to call Jianping and ask her to hurry up and introduce the girl to you, whether it works out or not, protect the next one first. When Jiang Feng'e heard this, she had hope again, and she was very anxious.

"Mom, look at you in a hurry, as if I can't find a partner! Can girls be protected by protection? I told Sister Ping, I have been taking the graduate school entrance examination, and I don't want to be distracted by falling in love, and if I am admitted to graduate school, I am falling in love with a girl here, and I want to say goodbye to others over there, isn't this irresponsible to other girls?" Liu Zhiyu explained.

In fact, Liu Zhiyu is just an excuse, he is not ready to fall in love and find a girlfriend, after all, the current state of work and life is not the kind of passionate life he wants in his heart, he himself feels dissatisfied, not to mention what the new girl will think of him, he doesn't want to feel unable to look up in front of others, especially his girlfriend.