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He stared at a Buddha statue on the cabinet, and saw the Buddha looking at him with a smile, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: What are you worried about? What's there to worry about?

However, Xia Wei is still waiting for the money at the end of the year to repay her debts, how can she not worry.

Some time ago, Xiao Min was sick and hospitalized in the city, Wang Tao has been busy, and he has also delayed a lot of business matters, although the agent's red wine has also been sold, but the payment has still not been settled.

Wang Tao also has a wish, that is, to help Xia Wei get out of the psychological shadow, and everything he does is for Xia Wei.

He knew that Xia Wei had gone through an extraordinary mental journey, and he thought that if she was allowed to get out of the psychological shadow, she must be allowed to face some setbacks alone and solve some things by herself, so that she would grow up slowly and become strong.

Wang Tao knows that the shadow comes from cowardice, one word: fear.

Xia Wei has lived in an extremely warm family since she was a child, with the love and companionship of her grandparents and the love of her parents. What a confident and cheerful person Xia Wei was when she was a student, what made her so unconfident and cowardly?

Wang Tao began to pay attention to everything about Xia Wei, including her novels, which can best reflect a person's inner world. So, he began to read Xia Wei's novels again.

It was still raining on the way to work in the morning, the sun was shining at noon, and there were not many people going to work on Sunday, so Xia Wei was doing her own thing in the department alone.

At lunch, Xia Wei found that someone was frying fried rice on the road at the entrance of the canteen, and fried rice sticks could also be processed.

The roaring sound of machines processing fried rice sticks brought Xia Wei's thoughts back to her childhood.

In the winter of that year, Xia Wei was in elementary school, and she was playing under the jujube tree at the door with the three guys, sister-in-law, Mingming, and Xiaoxin's younger brother of her uncle's family, when suddenly an old man came, carrying a burden on his shoulders, shouting all over the village: "Fried fried rice-fried rice-" Grandma heard the shouting and immediately came out and shouted: "Come here, fry me a liter of rice." ”

"Okay." The old man put down his burden, Xia Wei and his friends immediately gathered around, watching the old man skillfully shaking the machine and pulling the bellows, all of them with saliva overflowing in their mouths, waiting quietly. After a while, a circle of people had gathered around the old man waiting to fry the fried rice.

Suddenly, the old man shouted, "It's time to fire the cannons, stay away." ”

Xia Wei and a group of children immediately covered their ears and fled in all directions, and they didn't go far before they heard a sound of "Peng", and the fried rice of Baihuahua was full of canvas pockets, Xia Wei and her friends ran back to the old man from not far away, and the grandmother filled each of their clothes with fried rice, and the children ran and jumped and played with satisfaction.

My grandmother made sugar balls from boiled maltose from these fried rice, and then distributed them to the children who came to pay their respects during the Chinese New Year.

Every year in this season, it is the happiest and most anticipated day for Xia Wei and her friends, not only delicious fried rice and fried rice candy, but also fried rice and fried rice candy are also used as prizes for skipping rope and kicking shuttlecock by Xia Wei and her sister-in-law, three guys and younger brothers.

Among the few friends, the three guys are the oldest, and it is always Xia Wei who takes the idea, and he speaks.

In the evening of this day, Xia Wei said to her friends: "Let's skip rope, see who jumps more, we each take out a handful of fried rice, a fried rice candy and put it here, the person who skips the rope the most will be rewarded with a fried rice candy, fifty fried rice, one person will be rewarded in each round, until the award is finished." ”

The three guys immediately responded: "Just listen to Xia Wei, come, start now, who will be the first one?" ”

"I'll come." Obviously the first to sign up.

"Okay, you put the fried rice and fried rice candy together, and I'll keep it." The three guys began to bring a porcelain basin and put their fried rice and fried rice candy into the basin first, and everyone put their own share into the basin one after another.

Ming Ming began to pick up the hemp rope on the ground and jumped.

In the first round of the competition, he obviously won the first place, and the three guys gave the prize to Mingming. Ming Ming smiled happily and said, "Hehe, you can only watch me eat." ”

Everyone else looked at Ming Ming angrily, with some regret in their hearts.

The second round of the competition started again, and the result was still the first place and another prize. The friends were even more indignant, but there was no way, after all, it was a predetermined rule.

However, in the third and fourth rounds, it was still the eldest brother who won the first place, so Xia Wei began to discuss with Ming Ming and said: "Don't participate in this last round, there is still a prize, give it to others." May I? ”

"Okay, I'm full, so I'll let you eat." Obviously looks arrogant.

In the last round, Xiao Xin won the first place, and the prize naturally belonged to him.

The sister-in-law blamed Xia Wei on the side: "It's your fault, we don't have anything to eat." ”

Xia Wei smiled and said, "That's no way, who told us that we can't win him." ”

The three guys also smiled and said, "Yes, let's practice skipping rope well, and we will definitely win it back next time." ”

The sister-in-law said a little unconfidently: "You see that Ming Ming and Xiao Xin are so strong, how can they win." ”

Xia Wei immediately smiled and said, "Next time, we can pick up their weaknesses to compare, such as kicking shuttlecocks, which are the strengths of the two of us." ”

The sister-in-law immediately had an epiphany, and then patted her head and said with a smile: "Yes, next time I will play shuttlecock." ”

The three guys said to themselves on the side: "Then I have to work hard to practice." ”

Xia Wei was stunned on the side of the road, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"How many bags of fried rice do you buy?"

Xia Wei was taken aback by the voice of the woman who was busy frying fried rice sticks, and hurriedly replied, "Give me a bag of fried rice sticks." Xia Wei knows that few people eat fried rice nowadays, and it is said that the black gourd used to fry fried rice is made of lead, which is harmful to the body. This fried rice bar should be edible, and it is machine-processed, so I thought about it and came to buy the fried rice bar.

"Okay." Then he took a bag and handed it over: "Here you go." ”

Wang Tao looked at it and smiled. He began to be busy making dinner, and his youngest son has been living with Wang Tao since he graduated from college and came to work in the city. Wang Tao boiled the rice in the pot, and was busy cleaning up his son's room, muttering in a low voice: "This child doesn't even clean up his own nest." ”

After a while, the youngest son came back from work, and Wang Tao shouted in the kitchen: "Wash your hands quickly, let's start eating." ”

"Dad, you can eat by yourself, I'm going out in a while, you remember to call my mother in a while, she said that your mobile phone didn't get through, you have to care more about her, she is sick now and there is no one to rely on, just the two of us."

"Got it, you have a party today? Drink less alcohol, drinking too much will hurt the body. Wang Tao wiped his hands and pulled the corner of his son's clothes: "Okay, let's go." ”