CHAPTER XXIII
Chen Chuan has never felt that time is so difficult as he is now. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The math problems that he used to find interesting lost their appeal, and it was difficult for him to concentrate in class or after school, although he had not been discovered by the teacher for the time being, Chen Chuan knew that his state had attracted the attention of the teacher, and the evidence was that the teachers who had never paid much attention to his direction had looked here several times during class.
But he couldn't care about it anymore. Chen Chuan's mind was full of what the head of the judicial department had told him at the end - she would go to Chenjiawan next weekend, and then work with the secretary of the brigade to try to solve the practical problem facing the Chen family, that is, money.
"What's wrong with you?" The roommate's abnormality obviously can't be hidden from Song Jia, not to mention that Chen Chuan is not a good actor, what he thinks has always been written on his face. After enduring it for a few days, Song Jia couldn't help but ask: "Is there something wrong with your family?" β
Chen Chuan was taken aback. He paused as he was putting away his textbooks, and then replied with a forced composure: "No, what can happen to my family." He laughed twice, but had to shut his mouth halfway because his voice was too stiff - Song Jia looked disapproving.
In the end, Chen Chuan sighed, "It's nothing," he didn't want to talk about family affairs with his classmates, so he made up his mind not to say a word: "You think too much." β
It's Friday, and this week is on vacation, and Chen Chuan stuffed the last two books into his school bag - although he knew that it was not possible, Chen Chuan still planned to go home and read the books so that he could make a few papers. Then he raised his head and looked at Song Jia, who looked worried, and said, "Really, I'm fine." β
Yes, I'm fine, nothing.
In the past, Chen Chuan basically took a minibus when he went home, which could save more than ten or twenty yuan, but today he is like an arrow, even if he has always complained about the price of the bus, Chen Chuan intends to completely ignore it. He was full of desire to go home, at that time Chen Chuan really felt that he was a warrior who was about to meet the tragic battle, and he did do the worst - to prove that if he didn't come back, the money would not come back.
"If you can't do it, you won't study."
Chen Aiguo already knew in advance that his son was going home, so he silently boiled several pots of boiling water, cleaned Chen Chuan's bedroom, that is, the utility room, inside and out, cooked a few sausages, and went to the vegetable field to pull out a few small cabbages, and he went around the stove room twice, and decided to go to his cousin's house not far away.
When Chen Chuan arrived home, the braised fish was almost cold. Chen Aiguo silently served the fish to the heat, and Chen Chuan planned to go to see his mother first - since returning from the hospital, Chen Chuan's mother has not been in good spirits, and she is always sleepy during the day, but even so, it is better than always holding her daughter's posthumous photos all day and night.
He crept into his parents' bedroom, only to hear a click, and the incandescent light above his head suddenly glowed dimly. Chen Chuan was stunned for a moment, realizing that his mother might have heard his movements.
"Chuan Wa'er, just came back?" If she hadn't been sick, Li Qiuping would really be a kind and delicate woman. Even if the burden of life prematurely stained her face, the years did not completely take away the beauty in her appearance. She reluctantly sat up from the bed, looking at her son's face at a loss for what to do because of guilt, Li Qiuping smiled reluctantly: "Really, I don't know my mother anymore?" β
The boy smiled as if he was crying, "No, I'm just scared." He went over to his mother, dragged a small bench and sat down, and suddenly he did not know what he was going to sayβhe had countless things to say to her before.
Li Qiuping fumbled to get up and pour a glass of water for her son, but her strength was really not enough, and this small action also made her pant for a long time, Chen Chuan wanted to stand up to help, but she shouted repeatedly: "Don't move, don't move." "I settled down again, and was careful not to let the boiled water spill out.
"Mom, don't be busy, I don't drink water." Chen Chuan was happy and entangled, he finally stood up and took the cup from his mother's hand, and helped her back to the bed.
"You see I'm really useless, I can't even pour a glass of water." Li Qiuping blamed herself, she looked at Chen Chuan's face and was stunned: "I remember the last time I saw you, you were only a few years old, not as tall as your sister, why did you grow up all of a sudden?" β
Chen Chuan's complexion quickly changed a few times, and finally he spoke calmly: "How can there be children who don't grow up, they all grow up all at once." He gestured a few times, and his voice was pretending to be relaxed and cheerful: "I'm taller than my dad now." β
The young man stood up, his posture was upright, like a common miscellaneous tree in the mountains, in the dark mountain forest, unconsciously, it had grown into a leafy appearance.
Compared with the high-rise residential areas in the city, the houses in the countryside seem to have not changed much from many years, no, there are, at least there is electricity here, there is running water, when Li Qiuping was still in good health, Chen Aiguo bought a TV and a refrigerator, at that time he felt that as long as he had the strength, he could even carry the mountain, and even the sky could be pierced. But soon life was turned upside down, the daughter was gone, the wife was sick, the son was half the age, and he ate the poor.
In the hall, there was a square table and two long benches. The light bulbs were dim, the exposed wires on the walls were covered with a thick layer of black ash, fertilizer and a mess of farm tools were placed in the corners of the house, and pesticides were received in the corners of the stoves. The ground is directly paved with cement, the wall is white, the wall is white, ten or twenty years ago, this is also a good house in four miles and eight townships, Chen Chuan's grandfather was still there at that time, and said to the villagers: "This house, just live, a hundred years will not collapse."
Where is it used for a hundred years? No one, less than 20 years later, has fallen to this point.
There were only two people at the dinner table, father and son. Li Qiuping's food was brought to the bedroom by Chen Aiguo, she can't eat much now, she is full in a few bites, and she is still sleeping most of the time.
A pair of chopsticks with fish and meat fell into Chen Chuan's bowl, he raised his head and looked at the father opposite, Chen Aiguo never seemed to know what a good face was for his son, he withdrew the chopsticks with a straight face, and reprimanded as soon as he spoke: "You see that you are as thin as dry firewood, have you eaten at school?" β
Chen Chuan replied sullenly while picking up rice while holding the bowl: "You think I'm thin, and I still feel fat." β
Chen Aiguo took a sip of wine and was silent for a while before saying, "It's good to be fat, and you won't get sick if you're fat." His eyes couldn't help but fall in the direction of the bedroom, "Look at your mother, it's just too thin to get sick." The man sighed and said, "Now she is well, she is also cured, and she will be well in the future." β
I don't know if this last sentence is an expectation or what.
"Is Mommy okay?" Chen Chuan felt that the food seemed to be stuck in his throat. He held his rice bowl, hung his head, and his voice hid an uneasiness that only he knew: "Mom...... It's really mentally ill......."
Chen Aiguo slapped his son's head lightly and heavily, almost fanning Chen Chuan off the stool, he scolded with a straight face: "You know how to talk nonsense!" How could your mom be mentally ill? He stretched out his big fan-like hand and pulled his son to his side, and rudely snorted Chen Chuan's head, "Your mother, it's just that she's not in good health, you see how thin she has become." β
Chen Chuan's eyes were shining and he grinned, and the corners of his mouth were still stained with rice grains and oil stains, as if he wanted to express his father's words in great agreement, the young man nodded heavily and said, "That's right, mom is just not in good health!" β
He chuckled and took a bite of food into his mouth contentedly.
The appointment with Ye Shu was on the weekend, but I forgot to ask her if she would come on Saturday or Sunday. Chen Chuan was a little worried, he really wanted to communicate with Ye Shu in advance and ask the director of the judicial department what he was going to do when the time came. After thinking about it, he felt that he might have to ask the village party secretary what he meant.
After thinking about it for a while, he really felt that he couldn't sit still at all, and after talking to his father, Chen Chuan turned on a flashlight and found the village party secretary's house while it was not too late.
"Leaf tree said he was coming?" Secretary An held the filter of Hongta Mountain cigarettes, and his voice was a little muffled. He asked his daughter-in-law to serve Chen Chuan a glass of sugar water - now that it was dark, besides, children were not good at tea.
"Hmm." Chong smiled shyly at the young daughter-in-law, Chen Chuan quickly returned his attention to Secretary An, he was not sure what this secretary thought - Secretary An's full name is An Qing, he has been the branch secretary of the Chenjiawan Brigade for almost 20 years, he is not surnamed Chen, he has nothing to do with the Chen family, and he has nothing to do with the Li family, another big surname in Chenjiawan, relatively speaking, the status is more detached, but it is also more difficult to meddle in the affairs of these two families.
Anqing took two puffs of cigarette, "It's a good thing that she's willing to come." The secretary took a sip of tea with taste, and said to Chen Chuan: "Drink water, drink water." β
Chen Chuan hurriedly took a sip and looked at him again.
Anqing embarrassed the kid - he really didn't want to get involved in the family's affairs. Chen Aiguo's family is in difficulty, most of the things are due to the fact that the cousin is sick, and Chen Jiawan knows why Li Qiuping is sick. When Chen Aiguo's daughter had an accident, which family didn't say behind her back that Li Qiuping turned her elbow towards her mother's house, and as a result, her daughter lost her life.
However, it must also be said that this girl has a strong personality.
That's going too far. An Qing took another sip of this teacup, rubbing the enamel teacup, it was really pitiful for Chen Chuan, this child, he drooped his eyelids and finally said: "Ye Shu, it's a public family, you have to be reasonable." β
Chen Chuan's lips moved for a long time, but he still didn't say anything. He knew that the head of the judicial department was a member of the public family, a good person he knew in his short life who was willing to reason for his family, but the cunning nature of being born a peasant in his bones told Chen Chuan that in the villages in the countryside, the public family sometimes did not take advantage of anything.
He finally held back a sentence: "Secretary An, if Ye Shu comes, can you come to my house to be a witness?" β