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Late at night, Zhang Han dragged his puppet-like stiff body, pushed open the door, and shouted weakly.

"Go wash your face, I'll give you a hot meal."

His wife came over and took the processed vegetables he had bought at the night market, turned around and went into the kitchen.

Zhang Han took off his coat, washed his face casually, washed away some of the tired wind and dust, and the whole person was a little more energetic.

"Where's the son?"

He asked.

"Hanging out with my classmates."

The wife in the kitchen replied loudly.

Zhang Han looked up at the clock on the wall, the hands stayed at the scale of half past ten, it was almost midnight.

"If you haven't come back so late, have you called him?"

Zhang Han walked to the coffee table, picked up the kettle, and asked while pouring water.

"I did, saying that I didn't come back in the night, and I wanted to sleep in the same school."

The wife came out of the kitchen with two bowls, the meals were ready, and the wife had already eaten them. He came back too late, so he couldn't wait for him, so he had to use the microwave to heat him up when he returned. It's not as delicious as the freshly made one, but it's still hot.

Zhang Han was really hungry, nodded casually, and signaled that he knew. Then he sat down at the coffee table and swallowed the dinner he had left for himself, without even tasting the taste. After dinner, Zhang Han regained some strength a little, let out a long breath, and then collapsed on the sofa, watching the variety show being broadcast on TV.

After his wife washed the dishes and chopsticks he had used, she sat on the sofa and watched TV with him.

The seven guests in the show laughed and ran around, full of jokes and very joyful, and laughter came out of the speaker from time to time, driving the audience in front of the TV to laugh together.

After laughing a few times with the TV, Zhang Han, who was physically and mentally exhausted, couldn't help but relax.

However, the time of entertainment is always short, and when the advertisement is inserted halfway, the wife seems to be intentional or unintentional, and begins to talk about those things in life.

"Tomorrow, Yangyang's English cram school will have to pay 1,200 yuan...... Just now, my sister called me and said that my second aunt was hospitalized, and I had to visit tomorrow, and I had to pay another 300 yuan...... There are still two doors to go out this month, and another 1000 ......"

chattering, Zhang Han's mood changed sharply, and his brows wrinkled unconsciously.

"How much does it cost this month?"

"If you count the loan repayment, it's more than 8,000 yuan." The wife said with a worried face, "But there are only more than 5,000 left in our family's passbook, what should I do, why don't I and my parents get some first?" ”

"Forget it, I'll figure it out."

Zhang Han doesn't want his wife to open his mouth with his father-in-law, his father-in-law and mother-in-law are farmers, they have never worked, and they have never had any pension, they all rely on their children to support their old age, and they have to pay three daughters for living expenses every month, where is the spare money to help them? And even if you have this money, you can't ask for it, there are three wives and sisters, and the family conditions are very average, if the father-in-law and mother-in-law help their own family, what about the other two?

This precedent cannot be opened, and if it is opened, it will be bad.

Zhang Han bent down and reached out to touch the cigarette, and suddenly remembered the rule set by his wife that he could not smoke at home.

"I'll go downstairs and smoke a cigarette."

He stood up and walked out without saying a word. Behind him, his wife's chattering voice stopped, and he seemed to feel the unhappiness in his heart.

Zhang Han couldn't help but feel a little guilty, he wasn't angry with his wife, he was just a little unhappy in his heart.

I worked hard, and I drove a taxi all day. I got up at half past five in the morning and went out, and I couldn't come back until half past ten in the night, and at noon I ate steamed buns and mustard with cold water, and I was frugal all day long, and the cigarettes I smoked were the worst Huang Hibiscus, a box was only two pieces of five, and I almost didn't drink wine, and I had dinner with friends or something, and it completely disappeared from his life not long after I got married...... It can be said that he has given almost everything for this family, but life is still so difficult.

Money is needed here, money is needed there, and money is needed everywhere in all aspects of life.

It is said that the top students in my son's class have to go to cram school, and if my son does not go, what if his academic performance is left behind. The second aunt also had to go there, and the second aunt helped a lot when they got married, and there was a favor. The round locked door of the two friends' children also came to the conclusion that this was a courtesy exchange. There is also the monthly living expenses of both parents......

The combined income of the two of them is only in their early 6,000s a month, and they have to repay the mortgage, they still have to live, and they have to pay their parents living expenses, plus water, electricity and gas, which one doesn't need money? Eat frugally, I am reluctant to buy fruit once a month, reluctant to eat meat once, and as a result, when something happens, the money I have worked hard to save will have to be wasted.

Zhang Han became more and more depressed in his heart, squatting at the door of the corridor and smoking more than a dozen cigarettes, until he smoked half a box of cigarettes, and couldn't find a single one.

He tossed away the cigarette case, stood up, and walked outside.

Leave the alleys, walk on the streets at night, and watch the streets be full of traffic and speeding luxury cars. Look at the pedestrians who come and go on the road and are dressed in bright clothes and famous brands. Zhang Han only felt that the depression in his chest couldn't be dissipated.

Why?

Why is that?

Why do you work so hard, wearing stars and moons all day long, but still live so hard? Why do some people have endless money to spend when they don't need to work much, and they just play and hang out every day?

He suddenly felt very regretful, regretting that he had not listened to his parents and teachers and had not studied well when he was young. I regret that I used to have a low eye, and I gave up several jobs that now seem very good. I regret that I was obsessed with ghosts, I don't know people, and I used all the hundreds of thousands of gifts I got from the wedding as a meaningless investment, but I was deceived by someone, and all the money was lost, and I still owed a lot of debts, which were just paid off at the end of last year.

The son is getting older year by year, the cost is getting higher year by year, three years of junior high school and three years of high school, he has to go to college soon, and after graduation, he has to find a job and marry a daughter-in-law to buy a house, which of these things does not require money? The old people on both sides are getting older and older, and in another ten years, they will have to rely purely on their husbands and wives to support them, and people are prone to getting sick as soon as they get older, and once they get sick, it is a lot of expenses......

The visible future is almost dark, Zhang Han can't see where his future is, all he can see is to make money, make money, make money, make money, and make money, and then no matter how you make money, the money is still not enough to spend. He is tired like a dog every day, and as a result, he doesn't eat as well as a dog, and he will live this life for at least thirty years, or even longer!

The weight of the burden almost crushed his shoulders, and he looked like a sixty-year-old man even though he was in his early 40s.

So Zhang Han really wants to ask, what's wrong with this society?

Soaring house prices, skyrocketing prices, precarious jobs, poor pay......

It is said that the post-80s generation is a tragic generation, and Zhang Han doesn't know how others are, but he knows that he is quite tragic. And not only himself, but also look at the contacts in the mobile phone address book, almost everyone is in a similar situation to him, they are all running for life, and then, they are all tormented by this painful life.

He once saw a lot of jokes about the post-80s generation on the Internet, and he thought it was funny at the time, but he just watched it as a joke. But when he got married and gave birth to a child, he really realized that these jokes are not just for funny, this is almost the epitome of the entire post-80s generation.

"Days like these...... When is it a head? ”

Zhang Han looked at the night sky and let out a deep sigh, even this sigh seemed so tired and so weak.

After walking around the street and calming down a bit, I turned around and walked back. I have to get up early tomorrow to work, even if I have a limit to my willfulness, it's almost time to go back and rest.

When he passed by the supermarket downstairs, he remembered the purpose of his down, turned around and went in to buy a box of cigarettes, and looked into his pocket to see that it was less than 20 yuan. It's ridiculous, a middle-aged man who is nearly 40 years old, still a man, has less than 20 yuan in his pocket.

Zhang Han smiled self-deprecatingly, and for a moment, he looked at the less than twenty yuan bill in his hand, and really wanted to buy a box of cigarettes that were still good and treat himself. But in the end, after thinking about it, I only bought a box of 5 pieces of 5 Huangshan.

The rest of the money should be enough to buy groceries tomorrow night, he thought.

It's just that when he left the supermarket, he accidentally swept the wine shelf, which was full of all kinds of wine.

He rarely drinks alcohol, and he can even say that he doesn't like to drink very much, but somehow his heart is moved, and the ghost sent a god to buy a bottle of liquor for ten yuan. The remaining three yuan bought a pack of locally produced peanuts with very simple packaging, and then sat on the steps at the door of the corridor downstairs in his house, and drank peanuts and wine.

Life is bitter and sweet, sour and spicy, and people must learn to self-regulate. Even the richest man in the world has their troubles, no one can really do what they want, and no one can really live a perfect life. Learning to relax when you are sad, and drinking two glasses quietly alone is not a means of self-regulation.

Merely...... Isn't this wine a little too strong?

Zhang Han felt uncomfortable while drinking, his head hurt for a while, he picked up the wine bottle and looked at it a few times, but at this time the wine strength had come up, he usually hardly drank much, and his immunity to alcohol was almost equal to zero, and in a muddy situation, he couldn't even see the packaging on the wine bottle clearly. I remember that it seems to be a brand that I have never heard of, and the degree should not be so big, I seem to have seen it when I bought it.

Thinking chaotically in his heart, Zhang Han didn't stop talking, holding a bottle of liquor in his hand, looking at it, he suddenly raised his head and took a big sip.

This sip of wine was drunk too quickly, and the broken peanuts in his mouth were suddenly blocked in his throat, he couldn't go up or down, and with a buzz in his head, Zhang Han was confused, stumbling up and trying to pick his throat, but before he could poke his fingers into his throat, his eyes were dark, and then, his consciousness fell into endless darkness.