Chapter 275: Sighing Passers-by on the streets of Jichuan
Seeing Xia Liu and the others leave, the brothers sat on the stool and sighed. It is not that they have not tasted the warmth and coldness of the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info, but the facts of today are what they can predict.
"What about her? Still won't come back? ”
Xia Yu silently cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and said as a matter of course: "It's all divorced, why are you coming back." According to her brother, she found one in the village, got married, and now has children. ”
"Married? It's good to get married! Follow us, suffer and be tired. It's okay for us, it's just that our parents and two children are miserable. It's all my fault, it's all my fault. ”
The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place. Thinking of what happened in the summer, Xia Yu cried and said: "Brother~, don't say it, when we find the money and pay back the account, we will go to my mother's village to go on a blind date." ”
Summer restrained the pain and squeezed out a smile: "Hmm! Don't talk about it, when people see it, they'll have to laugh again. Although we are down, we cannot be spineless. However, all these years of hard work have been in vain. ”
"yes!."
In the afternoon, unlike the sparse morning, there were more people, mostly old customers and new students. Busy until eight o'clock, the two closed the door, took out the vegetables and meat made in the refrigerator, and walked home happily.
It's a flat house, and it's also a simple house. At the door, the brothers saw that their mother was leading Xia Xi and Xia Nan into the house, obviously going out for a walk.
At this time, although it is September, there is still a round of sun in the sky. The smell of athlete's foot, the smell of toilets, the smell of men's foxes, and the moldy clothes in the corners of the neighborhood blew on the noses of every resident with the wind, and I couldn't help but feel a chill. When it rains, the smell is even more unpleasant.
At the door of the hut, there is a small sink, which is a paradise for people. At night, exhausted men in shorts, topless, with towels in hand, rinse themselves. People with families are much better, and when they get home, their wives or children will boil hot water.
Here, most of them are workers who go out to work, and there is not much maintenance for this temporary home, although it looks so simple, but compared to the uncertainty of the mind and the instability of the work, no one knows that next month, they will be there. Or they send the money home and they don't even have a place to live. Even the women who love to take care of it let it go.
When they got home, the brothers fried a few dishes and waited silently for their father's arrival. His hair had thinned, every strand was dyed white, and his brow had never stretched. Especially the death of his father, for this reason, he became depressed.
For this so-called home, his parents, his son, daughter-in-law, walked away, scattered. Thinking of his two grandsons, who were lonely, he stayed. Sometimes he often asks himself if this would be the case if he stayed in his hometown. Although there is no happiness, at least it can be sent to the end of the parents.
"Dad, let's eat!"
Except for Xu Fanghua, most of the family can only sit down to eat at eight o'clock or nine o'clock. looked at his father worriedly, then at his mother, who was knitting clothes, put down his chopsticks, and whispered, "Dad, Mom, Xia Liu, I'm back." ”
The needle and thread in his hand stopped abruptly, fell on the bed, and kept rolling. Choked for a while, Xu Fanghua said, "What else is he doing when he comes back." ”
"Alright, let's eat!"
Although Xiahou Zhong's tone was flat, Xia still saw his lips constantly beating .......
Passing through the neighborhood, although it is late at night, it seems to be very lively. Passing through the alleys, there are many homeless people lying in front of the shops. They spread a blanket, or mat, on the ground with a thin blanket covering them. Although they fell asleep as if no one was around, as if ignoring the gaze of those around them, their faces were buried deep in them, leaving only a back.
Xia Liu deeply felt the same way, he lost his relatives, his home. If it weren't for the slightest fetters, he might have accompanied the old man to heaven with that heavy rain.
Returning home like a walking corpse, there was a figure standing outside the house, and there was that concerned look, Xia Liu, who was deeply gratified, walked over and took his hand: "Back?" Why don't you play a little longer. ”
"I should have played a little longer, I'm going to be cold. I almost slept on the streets. Dad, next time you do this, I won't come back. ”
Seeing Song Wen trembling and beating, there was still snot on his face, obviously blown by the wind. The distressed Xia Liu hurriedly opened the door, got him a bowl of ginger soup, and said, "I thought your kid wouldn't come back, so I stayed for a while." ”
Song Wen hurriedly took a sip of hot soup and said vaguely: "How could I not come back, what if you get drunk." I've thought about it, and if you don't come back at twelve o'clock, I'll call the police. ”
"Also, Dad, grandma's food is not delicious, the food is very light and tasteless. I want to eat what you made. ”
"Got it. I went to wash the meat and had a barbecue tonight. ”
After eating for a while, Song Wen whispered: "Dad, my mother said to take me to the capital to study?" Do you say I'll go? ”
The chopsticks in Xia Liu's hand paused, and then smiled: "What about you?" How do you think about it. ”
"Me?"
"What am I, a manly husband, don't want a mother-in-law and a mother-in-law, twisting and pinching."
Song Wen raised his head, straightened his waist, and said loudly, "I'm not going." ”
"Hmmm! Explain it to your mom yourself! I won't ask any more. ”