Night falls.

The hall in the east wing of the courtyard is brightly lit, two small square tables are put together, the table is full of sumptuous dishes, and a large group of people sit together, and the atmosphere seems to be very harmonious.

It's not a festival, but it's better than a festival.

Of course, it would be better if Li Yajun and Liu Jinju didn't keep a straight face.

"Xiaodong, when will you come back?" asked Li Yajun with a smile.

"Oh, I just came back in the afternoon. Li Yadong replied with a smile, glanced at him, and then at the third sister-in-law who was cross-mouthed, and really didn't know what to say.

If the two of them are really divorced, he will also have a lot of responsibility, if he doesn't build these houses and don't think about letting his family live a decent life in the city, naturally these things won't happen.

It can only be said that every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and the personalities of his third brother and third sister-in-law are indeed very different.

"By the way, the eldest brother said that he will also come over in Layue, and he will spend the Chinese New Year in the capital this year. At this time, Li Dongmei said suddenly.

I intended to say something happy and liven up the atmosphere, but I didn't want Liu Jinju to capture a trace of "help" well, so she glared at her husband angrily, "Did you hear it, your eldest brother is also coming over!"

"The eldest brother is here to accompany my mother for the New Year, so can it be the same? We can also go back first and come back for the New Year." There is such a big stall at home, and the eldest brother is running it alone, how tiring it is!"

"Didn't he hire a lot of people, besides, there are two brothers of the Hu family to help him, why are you tired?" Liu Jinju didn't give an inch, anyway, she would never go back to that poor mountain nest if she died.

"Then you just stay here, I'll go back alone, what's in your way?"

"No......"

"Okay!" Hu Xiuying put the chopsticks down and interrupted the two of them, otherwise it would be time to fight again later, and the younger son's classmates were there, making people laugh, "You two will go back and discuss the matter slowly by yourself, and eat first." ”

As the saying goes, "the son is more precious than the mother", the most promising thing in the old Li family now is the old Li Yadong, and Li Yadong is a proper filial son. Therefore, the weight of Hu Xiuying's speech at home is getting heavier and heavier.

In the past, Liu Jinju dared to talk to her somewhat, but now, she didn't dare at all.

So after she said this, not only did Li Yajun put out the fire, but Liu Jinju also swallowed back the words that came to her mouth, held Erbao in her arms, and began to bury her head in eating-this is the biggest reliance on her courage to confront her crazy husband, the eldest grandson of the old Li family.

If you want to divorce her, you can, then she will take Erbao away!

Li Yadong can also see it, although his third brother is really angry this time, but this marriage is inseparable.

The second treasure is a treasure, his third sister-in-law holds a heavy treasure, and everyone in the Lao Li family has to be obedient, and she has it in the world.

Especially his mother, if she loses the heart of Erbao, it is better to kill her directly.

Based on this, his third brother finally had no other way but to disarm and surrender.

Even from Erbao's point of view, he would definitely choose his mother instead of his father. Because his father, like his uncle, is not a person who is good at expressing feelings, the kind of transformation into severity due to excessive love, and now he is destined not to understand.

Father's love is like a mountain, heavy and distant, less than a certain age, how to experience it?

……

Li Yadong rested at home for a few days, didn't go anywhere, and played small cards with his mother for a few days, but after learning that Jiang Tengfei returned to Beijing last night, his vacation was over, because he had to go over to cut that kid.

I didn't get up too early, the second sister's car at six o'clock in the morning really couldn't catch up, so I got up from the bed at half past nine, ate a bowl of shredded meat and pickled noodles under my mother, and then patted my belly and went out.

I didn't take a taxi either, and got on the trolleybus on a whim.

With his current status, he is almost insulated from this kind of transportation, and it is rare to take advantage of the wind and the beautiful sun to experience it and find memories of the past.

Looking out through the huge glass window of the bus, the capital in front of you looks both familiar and unfamiliar, familiar with those crisscrossing alleys and alleys, and unfamiliar with those tiled buildings rising from the ground.

Next to her sat a girl with a ponytail, wearing a neat floral white dress, not very beautiful, but with a youthful vitality on her body, people couldn't help but want to get close.

Holding an antique-style thread-bound book in his hand, he read it with relish, and even couldn't help but read it out loud.

"If life is not generous enough,

We don't have to be stingy in return,

Why do you need to think carefully,

What you give and get must be generally more.

If you can be generous,

Why bother to be obscene,

If you can be chic,

Why choose loneliness.

Obtaining is a kind of satisfaction,

Giving is a joy. ”

"If Life Is Not Generous Enough?" Li Yadong asked with a smile.

"Eh, you know that you also read Wang Guozhen?" the girl looked up in surprise, looked at him and asked with a smile. The expression looked a little surprised, and it meant to meet someone in the same way.

"Read it, but my memory is not very good, I forgot a lot of it, and I didn't remember a few songs. Li Yadong smiled.

Wang Guozhen, the hottest poet of the early nineties, is not one of them.

is also the idol of college and middle school students, and his poetry collection "Young Wind" has sold one million copies, which can be called a miracle of literature and art in this era.

Wang Guozhen's poems were first popular all over the country in the form of manuscripts, and after the publication of his first poetry collection "Young Tide", it was reprinted five times in a row, with a print run of 150,000 copies, becoming one of the top ten bestsellers of the year. This was followed by the publication of "Young Wind", "Young Thoughts", "Young Chic", etc., and the Friendship Publishing House alone published nine kinds of "Wang Guozhen Poetry Series".

The publishing industry calls this 990 year "the true year of Wang Guo".

The university frequently held Wang Guozhen's poetry contests, and he himself went around giving speeches and claiming to win the Nobel Prize in Literature.

However, after the frenzy turned cold, critics believed that Wang Guozhen's poetry was superficial and a fast food for thought, and some people commented that his poetry was actually a more simple expression of various wise sayings from thousands of years in the form of rhyming lines.

Two years later, Wang Guozhen faded from the limelight, and in 1993, he practiced calligraphy with few public activities, and in 2001, after a failed attempt to break through, he basically disappeared.

However, no matter what the outside world says about Wang Guozhen, in Li Yadong's view, he is still a talent, even a good poet.

It is true that his poems are indeed superficial and lack connotation from the perspective of a future person. But you must know that this person only has a secondary school education, and it is very rare to be able to write these things.

Moreover, his poems are basically full of positive power, and after reading them, they can really make people's minds uplifted, which is completely different from those bewitching goods that pretend to be deep and moaning without illness.

In that case, what's the point of being superficial?

Your writing is too profound, and ordinary people still can't understand it, since you can't understand it, how can you absorb the nutrients in it?

There is no use for fart.

"And which one do you like best?" said the ponytailed girl, who was clearly in a bit of interest.

"This ...... It should be "Going Away". ”

"Well, that poem is loved by a lot of boys. ”

The two of them chatted without a word, and time flew by.

"I'm sorry, I'm getting off, if there's a chance to see you again, let's talk next time. Li Yadong stood up with a smile.

"Well, good. By the way, what's your name?"

"Li Yadong. ”

"Oh, my name is Han Qiaojuan, a biology student at Peking University, if you have the opportunity, you can go to Peking University to play with me. ”

"Peking University?" Li Yadong paused for a moment, but he didn't expect it, nodded with a smile, and said, "Okay." ”

After Li Yadong got out of the car, Han Qiaojuan looked at his back through the window, and couldn't help scratching her head, and said to herself: "Li Yadong? Why is this name so familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere?"

It wasn't until an hour later, when Han Qiaojuan returned to school, that she learned from a senior who Li Yadong was, and the excited expression at that time was not enough to describe in words.

……

Dongfanghong Square, a top-floor office building.

"Brother Dong, why are you here, I'm going to go to your side at night. Jiang Tengfei ran forward to greet him with a hippie smile, his attitude was very courteous, and he knew that the person who came was not good.

Comrade Xiao Meng had already admitted his mistake to him very simply, and he was also severely slashed by him, knowing that the person who had cut himself had come over.

"Then where do you dare, you President Jiang took care of everything, and only came back from the Soviet Union in the middle of the night last night, so I should have come to see you. Li Yadong smiled and said with a smile.

"This ...... Brother Dong, you will bury me, I ...... Let's go to the office first, right?" Jiang Tengfei glanced at the staff in the hall, and said in a suggestive tone with a little pleading.

After the two of them walked into the general manager's office, Jiang Tengfei directly closed the door to death, and then put on a look of "if you want to kill, you will be killed, and you will listen to it".

"Brother Dong, I know it's wrong, and I won't dare in the future. ”

"Is the Yanmar fun?"

"Good...... It's not fun at all!

I believe that you have a ghost, Li Yadong kicked his ass directly.

If you say you want to cut him, you have to cut him.

Jiang Tengfei touched his buttocks, but he didn't dare to hide, and said with a smile: "Brother Dong, are you angry, do you want to kick it again?"

“……”

This bastard has rough skin and thick meat, his father broke a few rolling pins and didn't clean him up, Li Yadong estimated that even if he kicked his shoes, it would not be easy to cause him substantial damage.

It's no mistake.

He paced to the leather sofa chair and sat down, and said in a serious voice: "You are also a family person, the child is only half a year old, and you are messing around outside, what if your wife knows?

"This ...... Brother Dong, I also know it's not right, mainly those big Yanmars, they, too ...... It's also a ghost for a while, I can't help it, don't worry, I won't dare in the future. Jiang Tengfei sneered.

The heart said: You haven't tasted that taste, and you can't help it even if you taste it.