The party lasted until the evening, and after dinner was over, everyone went back to school. As for the rest of the meat cooked food, the boys packed it with them, and the girls took some snacks and drinks. Zhao Hong also returned to school. After all, there is a class tomorrow morning.

Life has returned to peace, and every day has started a regular school life again. Exercising, eating, attending classes, library, dormitory every day. Zhao Hong is very satisfied with his current life, relaxed and comfortable.

There are no more extravagant hopes, and there are no more losses.

Time is slowly passing, it is already the end of March, and there is still a period of time, Xiao Wanting is coming back. Every call lasts half an hour, and it ends in reluctance. Zhao Hong was carefully calculating the days and looking forward to her homecoming. Without her house, it's just a house.

This weekend, Zhao Hong walked back to the small yard again, wanting to go back and clean up the weeds in the yard again, carrying some bananas in his hand.

At the entrance of the alley near the small courtyard, Zhao Hong saw an old couple collecting scrap, two old men riding a tricycle with only a little scrap on it. Zhao Hong invited them to clean up some waste at his own place.

Entering the small courtyard, Zhao Hong pointed to the packaging cartons of some electrical appliances and said, "These things, you can look at them and give money." You can clean up after yourself. Take it all away, and wait a minute. ”

Zhao Hong went in and took some food bananas and a kettle filled with hot water. Just saw that the water in the kettle they drank from was out of heat. This is the reason why Zhao Hong called them here, but waste products can't be given for nothing, it's not respect, it's charity, and there is a feeling of insult.

The old man looked at Zhao Hong with some surprise.

"I've picked up scrap before, and I did it for a while more than five years ago after my parents laid off, and it's fate to meet you today. Besides, I also see that the two of you are so old and can still support each other to do this, it's really not easy, drink hot water. Warm up. In fact, I am a little envious and jealous, if I have such a day in the future, will there be a wife who will not leave me? ”

Saying that, Zhao Hong did feel a lot in his heart. Husbands and wives who are rich and change wives, but if they are poor, they will also change their husbands? Husbands and wives who can support each other all the time have no love, but they are also full of family affection.

"Hehe, the young man thinks too much. "The old man is full of Mandarin in Henan Province.

"I am a special case, I used to be a retired teacher from a township school, five years ago, when I was about to retire, I suddenly became a regular, and my pension suddenly became less than 200 yuan. Alas, I originally thought it was a good thing, but who knew that several sons and daughters-in-law were in trouble because of the pension of more than 2,000 a year. In the end, there was really no way. In a fit of rage, I took my wife out to collect scrap. In the spring, we go north, and in the autumn, we go south, and the paid goods look inconspicuous, and we can basically earn living expenses. If you feel that it is good, you will stay for a while, and if you find it boring, you will change cities. There is not enough money to earn, and there is a pension. Nothing to worry about. ”

After a pause, he poured hot water for his wife, picked up a banana and peeled it and handed it to his wife, "Eat, it's not the first time I've met a good Samaritan." No need to make a fuss. ”

Then he poured a cup of hot water into his cup, peeled the banana, and ate it slowly. Slowed down a little.

"Actually, after the first year we came out, we were no longer angry. Walking along the main road, we went to Hei Province in the north, Gan Province in the west, and the southernmost and easternmost to the seaside. Different customs, different scenery, different people, different busy, big cities, small cities, county seats, towns, see a lot, a lot of things to see, more people than I am poor, more people than I am rich, but there are really not many people who live freely than me. Life is so short, why should they always live in struggle, what is the purpose of pursuing struggle? They have forgotten their original intention. ”

Zhao Hong listened thoughtfully, where is the path of life? Yes, don't forget your original intention. In the end, how many people can stick to their hearts? Most of them are gradually drifting with the flow, always living in exhaustion.

Zhao Hong was very grateful to the two old men, and the original self-righteous psychology was also abandoned without a trace.

In the past, I still complained about my physical health, family background, lack of intelligence, etc., but in fact, I have fallen into the trap of dreams I designed for myself. Cocooning oneself is more or less like that.

The old lady also said, "Actually, the children regretted it the year after we left." The main thing is that the reputation is not good, and no one cares about it. Even the grandson complained a little. Later, my wife sent some photos from all over the country back, and they slowly understood, and returned to their previous state of living in harmony. ”

"Actually, it's all because I didn't educate the children well before. In fact, children complain that their parents are not good enough to choose their parents. But if the child is not angry and does not work hard, what can the parents do? There is no choice. So there are some things in life that are predestined and there is no choice. If you want to live a happy life, your own mentality is fundamental. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he no longer looked at Zhao Hong, but looked at each other with the old lady, eating and drinking, smiling and his eyes were full of love, and that feeling was very deep.

Whether it is love or not, Zhao Hong can't determine.

But there are no words, but the feeling of being able to connect with each other makes Zhao Hong feel very happy. Their happiness was also contagious to Zhao Hong.

After resting for a while, the couple politely thanked them, picked up the scrap, and left on a tricycle. Zhao Hong stared at the shadow that was gradually disappearing in the distance, and then returned to the small courtyard with brisk steps. Zhao Hong decided to wait for Xiao Wanting to come back and share this happy thing with her.

Zhao Hong began to clean up the small yard, wiping the tables, stools, staircase handrails, and furniture in each room with a rag.

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On the clean and tidy terrace, Zhao Hong looked at the light rain outside, when night fell, the clouds on the horizon drifted over, and it rained a little rain, the rain was no longer cold, mixed with the slightest heat, as if to tell everyone that winter had left, and spring had come with light steps.

The dilapidated scenery is no longer there, the green branches and teeth, and the little green on the gray grass tell you that really, spring is coming, Xiao Wanting is coming back, and Zhao Hong's spring is also coming back.

On this day, Zhao Hong had a rare good sleep and had a good dream, in which he and she were also old, supporting each other, smiling at the cute child and happy smile......