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Tan Xi didn't tell me all this. These things were only said when I asked her uncle and aunt after I met her.

When I went home during the summer vacation of my sophomore year, I met Aunt Tan Xi and her uncle who were taking a walk.

Old acquaintances, you should always say hello when you meet them, and Fang Xian is polite. Unexpectedly, Aunt Tan Xi told me sharply: "You tell Tan Xi that she doesn't have to come back." We won't recognize her when we come back. ”

Uncle Tan Xi also echoed on the side: "Girls still have to know how to love themselves...... You told Tan Xi to do it himself. ”

My second brother was confused, so I had to nod my head with doubt. What did Tan Xi do to make her uncle and aunt so angry?

When I got home, I asked Tan Xi what she had done to make her aunt and uncle angry like that. Tan Xi told me what happened. That's when I realized that she had dropped out of school. After dropping out of school, she didn't contact anyone she knew and went straight to the north. She said she wanted to start over. Facing north is a beautiful city with a wide coast and a salty and wet sea breeze. Everything new made her feel the freedom she hadn't felt for a long time.

After my sophomore year, I went home less often. I don't know if it's because of the staggered time, Tan Xi and I never met again. In the years since, we have been in touch occasionally. For a long time, I was so caught up in my own chores that I didn't have the energy to focus on anything else. Tan Xi seems to be doing a very unsatisfactory time. In this way, each struggling for life, the friendship I have maintained with Tan Xi for all these years has slowly faded.

In the evening, around the electric barbecue, I chatted with my mother. The ghost sent the gods, and I asked about Aunt Tan Xi's illness.

"Her aunt, she's been crazy for two or three years. Last year, I heard that I almost didn't make it. Mom said.

"So serious?" I was surprised.

"Yes." Mom responded lightly.

"How can this be done? I heard them say that it was because I suspected that Uncle Tan Xi had a good relationship outside, but it wouldn't be ...... if I was cranky like this," I hesitated in confusion.

"Maybe there's a reason for that. Her aunt was a strong and hardworking person. There was nothing to do in the city, and her uncle wouldn't let her go out to find a job. In addition, in those years, there were not many people in the city and village who moved to the city. Often after her uncle went to work, there was no one to talk to at home. Over time, something went wrong. Mom said regretfully.

"Aunt Tan Xi is really pitiful......" I sighed.

"Do you remember Mr. Yang?" Mom asked suddenly.

"Which Teacher Yang?" I didn't react at once.

"It's Uncle Tan Xi's wife." Mom explained.

“？” I looked at my mom suspiciously and shook my head. I don't know.

"She's been teaching at your elementary school before." Mom said. I still shook my head.

"I can't remember it. It's the teacher Yang you often say is good at playing the piano and singing. "Mom saw that I hadn't remembered it yet, so I was in a hurry.

"Oooh. That Teacher Yang! What's wrong? "When it comes to being able to play the piano and sing, I immediately remember. In my memory, the only teacher who could play the piano in primary school was Ms. Yang. In the sixth grade of primary school, she was not only the homeroom teacher and Chinese teacher of Tan Xi's class, but also the music teacher of three classes. In her music lessons, she would teach us to sing while playing the piano. The other music teachers just taught everyone to sing a few songs. Therefore, we like her the most. At that time, Tan Xi's love for her was simply fanatical. What Teacher Yang is so good, Bala Bala Bala Yang is so gentle, Bala Bala Bala...... This kind of narrative was often staged when Teacher Yang was Tan Xi's homeroom teacher.

"Last year, she and Uncle Tan Xi were ready to get married." Mom said lightly.

"What? Doesn't Uncle Tan Xi have a wife~" I was taken aback by the news.

"Didn't I tell you? Last year, her aunt saw that it was no longer possible, and then his uncle and Mr. Yang somehow came together. I wanted to wait for her aunt to die, and the two of them would get the certificate. Who knows, her aunt lasted a few days and slowly got better. Mom said.

"So what should I do?" Things have come to this point, I don't know what to say.

"What can I do. It can only be broken! There is no way to do it. In fact, it's good for two people to have a companion. They are all quite old, and they have no children to bear. One is an official, the other is a teacher, and both have retirement salaries...... Even if the children are against it, they don't have to worry about life......" Mom sighed.

"Brother Tan Xi agrees that they are together?" I asked Mom.

"Agree with what! His mother is not dead yet, and his father is in a hurry to remarry. Can Tan Jun agree? Besides, the person who married is none other than the wife left by his own brother! Mom replied.

"What? Teacher Yang is ......: "I feel like I'm messed up.

"Yes. is his second brother's wife. His second brother is also a teacher, and he also became a principal, and he died of illness in your first year of high school......" Mom said.

"I remember. At that time, Tan Xi also told me that at the funeral, Mr. Yang cried and fainted several times. I replied silently, and couldn't help but sigh in my heart, not knowing what to say.

I don't know if Tan Xi knows about this matter. If she knew, it would have been a landslide. At the funeral of Mr. Yang's husband, she cried into tears. Later, when she talked to me about the situation at that time, she couldn't help but shed tears and said that Teacher Yang was so pitiful. If she knew that the teacher she had always loved and liked had become a "murderer" who destroyed her family, and was ready to wait for her mother to pass away and enter her own home, I don't know how she would feel.

"It's starting to rain outside again." While they were talking, Dad burst in.

"Do you know to come back?" Mom saw Dad break in and said with a displeased face.

"Xiaocao'er went to get me a towel, her hair was wet." Daddy told me.

"Hey." I answered crisply, and fled from the "battlefield" filled with gunsmoke.

When I came back with the towel, my mother snatched it and rubbed my father's head vigorously: "What to wipe it, my head is in the water anyway, and no matter how I wipe it, I can't wipe it clean!" ”

Dad smiled and said noncommittally to Mom's words: "Have you eaten?" I'm going to eat hot food. ”

I looked at my father pitifully and shook my head vigorously: "Not yet." Mom is waiting for you to come back. ”

"Then I'll go hot." Dad smiled when he heard this, he picked up the towel that Mom threw in his arms and handed it to me, got up and walked to the kitchen.

"There's no leftovers...... Mom pretended to be annoyed and glared at me and followed Dad out.