Zhang Jiadong didn't bother to pay attention to him, glared at him, then turned his head to Dejiang and said, "Fight and fight, open a 500 yuan ticket to Xu Xiuying." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Xu Xiuying's son didn't say anything, Xu Xiuying's side had already begun to call for heaven and land: "Demon show, God kills, officials and businessmen collude, if you have the guts, you will kill me, if you don't die, I will sue Chairman Mao, and see that the sky will not accept you!"

Xu Xiuying's son was very embarrassed and smiled at Zhang Jiadong: "We admit punishment, we admit punishment, my mother is a little unconscious." After speaking, he took out Wu Baiyuan and gave it to the policeman named Dejiang, and then went to help Xu Xiuying: "Mom, it's been two thousand years now, how can there be any Chairman Mao, I think you fell and your mind is not clear, let's go home first." ”

Xu Xiuying didn't appreciate it, and scolded her son: "Demon Xiu, your mother has a broken ischia, you can't get up, why are you so ......"

I saw that the matter had been dealt with almost completely, so I said to Zhang Jiadong: "Team Zhang, then I'll go to the hospital first." ”

Zhang Jiadong probably looked at Xu Xiuying and they were not pleasing to their eyes, patted my other shoulder and said: "If the injury is more serious, you can go to the court to file a civil lawsuit, and go to the police station tomorrow to record a confession." ”

I nodded, turned around and pulled my son to leave, but unexpectedly, my wife and they had already come. My mother yelled at me, "It's so late, where are you going to take Yunhong?"

I didn't answer, I brought Yun Hong out in a hurry just now, but now I think about it, it's not appropriate, I have to perform at night, the kind of place that is resplendent is really not suitable for taking my son to, not to mention that when I go on stage, I don't know where to put Yun Hong.

I squatted down silently and said to Yunhong: "You go back with your mother first, and your father will come back to play with you at night." ”

Yun Hong wiped away his tears and said, "Dad is a good talker, don't come back, I'm asleep again." ”

Hearing Yun Hong say this, I suddenly felt a little heartache, when my wife cheated on Yun Hong in the past, I would always say that children are very smart now, don't lie to him, but at this moment, I don't know how to explain to Yun Hong. After the show, I got home at least half past eleven.

I smiled and touched Yun Hong's head and said, "If you fall asleep, punish me for playing with you tomorrow." ”

"Oh yes!" Yun Hong jumped up and said, "Let's pull the hook!"

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When I went to the hospital for an X-ray, the doctor said that there was nothing serious, but there was some damage to the periosteum, so I exercised less and supplemented more calcium.

It's okay if there's nothing to do, I was relieved, I was picked up by Xu Xiuying with a flat pole to the dislocated place, I was really afraid that my hand would be scrapped by her, and now there is nothing to do.

I took out my mobile phone and looked at the time, it was already more than seven o'clock in the evening, and it was estimated that it was too late to take the bus now, so I was busy calling Lao Wu again. Lao Wu happened to be waiting for a guest in Zhenshan, and after hanging up the phone, he arrived not long after. We hurried all the way and finally arrived at the resplendent at about 7:55. I didn't care about the pain in my hands, and I didn't have time to change my clothes in the locker room, so I went straight to the stage. It's also fortunate that I didn't go to the construction site during this time, and because I took my son to shoot the MV today, I was dressed quite well.

Manager Zhang glanced at me in the audience, and when he saw me looking at him, he raised his watch and shook it at me, and then left with a smile.

I looked at the young men and women sitting in the audience, thinking about what song to sing.

It's not yet eight o'clock, and there aren't many customers, except for two men and three women sitting at a table in the corner, who seem to be white-collar workers in the neighborhood, who don't know what happy things they are talking about, and laugh from time to time.

I looked at them with some envy, and I couldn't remember how long it had been since I had laughed like this. I'm starting to think back to the last time I laughed, like when my son first started to speak. In the past few years, I have always been preoccupied, I seem to be particularly afraid of contact with people, I always feel that I am a failure, I move bricks and work every day, and I dare not even dare to be alone with my mother or wife when I return home at night, for fear that they will talk about my future again.

What future do I have? I am 31 years old, and people say that I will stand at 30, I will not stand at 30, I will not be rich at 40, and I will decline at 50 with the help of my son. But I'm thirty-one years old, and I haven't found my way to the future yet. Singing this bowl of youth rice, how many years can I hold it?

"I doubted me, walking in the desert!"

"It never bears fruit, no matter what kind of dream!"

"I just opened my wings, but the wind became silent......" I took the microphone and suddenly sang a cappella, I felt very much, today I was beaten by Xu Xiuying, but the content of the discussion between my wife and my mother is whether I am useful or not, and whether I have made money in the past few years.

"Accustomed to pain, can it be regarded as a harvest? ”

"Thankfully, I haven't looked back. I have changed 10 jobs since graduating from college, and I have turned back for the eleventh time since I took the college entrance examination, and I don't know how long I can last this job.

"It's a pity that I've been looking back. I choked up and said such a sentence, and then began to sing the climax of "The Ideal of Compromise", perhaps because of my mood, these two songs are connected very well, the more I sing, the more I feel, and my mind begins to unconsciously remember my experience over the years. I slowly walked over to the piano and began to play the melody.

When I finished singing, a boy at the corner table suddenly rushed towards me and shouted excitedly, "Sing again, sing again!"

Before I could get out of my thoughts, I glanced at the boy with some puzzlement, and the boy seemed to suddenly remember something, so he hurriedly took out his wallet from his pocket, cooked three and put them on my piano, and said with an expectant face: "Sing it again, please sing the song just now, which is the song that "The Sea and the Sky" and "The Ideal of Compromise" mixed together!"

I understood what he meant, took the money he gave, and began to sing from the beginning, this time, although there was a little less emotion, but I sang more skillfully, the two songs were better connected, and my throat was not like what was always stuck just now, and my voice was more open. I finished singing again, and the boy suddenly fell into a long silence. It wasn't until I started singing the second song that he suddenly thought of something, counted five more from his wallet, put them on the piano, and said, "Thank you!" and ran to the door with an excited face, without even saying hello to his companion.

When I finished singing the second song, another man and three women also walked to the front of the stage, and the man also took out a hundred and put it in front of me and said, "The singing is good, I want to ask you something, what happened to Long Zheng just now?"

I shook my head and said, "I don't know, he told me to sing it again, and then it was like thinking about something, and then he gave me five hundred dollars, and then he left." ”

A girl next to him said, "Could it be that he has already thought of what he wants to sing?"

Another girl said: "It should be, he came to this bar because he heard that Huang Xiaoya went out from this bar, and he is ready to sing "The Ideal of Compromise" at this time." After the girl finished speaking, she turned her head and smiled at me: "You sang well, I'll listen to you sing another day." Then he dragged the other girl out the door.

I'm a little stunned, the 900 yuan today is really a little inexplicable. Probably seeing me staring at the door in a daze, another table of guests who came in at the audience didn't know when they shouted at me, "Keep singing!

I came back to my senses, looked at the dozen or so guests in the audience at some point, smiled apologetically, and then continued to sing.

I have come out of the emotion, and then there is no more choking sound, and I sang a total of 18 songs at 11 o'clock in the evening, and then I went to the financial department to check the accounts, and I took Lao Wu's motorcycle home.

This night, I earned more than 1,000 yuan, because my song is 30 yuan a song, so the 900 yuan given for the first song is only a 30*30% share, and the rest is mine. I touched the income of more than 1,000 yuan in my pocket, and my heart suddenly felt a little steady. Mom, they often say that I can't make money, but if you count the songs, my monthly income in Jinbi is definitely more than 10,000 yuan. This income is not enough compared to the above, but it is definitely more than the bottom.

Lao Wu suddenly turned his head and asked me, "Still thinking about the afternoon?"

"Hmm. Although I knew that what Lao Wu asked was not what I thought, I still replied softly, in the afternoon, my wife's performance made me feel aggrieved, I was beaten to the point that my hands were about to be wasted, but the topic of their quarrel was whether I made some money.

"Don't think about it, the sisters of Xu Xiuying's family are all mad dogs, you don't know her mother, that's even more absolute, her skin is as thick as anything, no one in their village wants to pay attention to her, so she went to our village and said everywhere how the people in their village were, hey, if you want me to say, you shouldn't save that child, otherwise you won't be able to beat her." ”

I don't regret saving the child, but I feel even more angry when I think of their family's behavior, which may be the reincarnation of a typical white-eyed wolf.

When I got home for dinner, it was almost twelve o'clock when I went upstairs, and unexpectedly, when I went up to the third floor, my wife and son had not yet slept, and my wife was beating my son, and my son was crying.

I knocked on the door, and my wife said to me angrily: "This child is getting more and more unwell-behaved, he doesn't sleep so late, he wants to sit on the ground and play with toys, and he doesn't listen to any shouting!"