Wedge: Imperfect life
Riki has spent 30 years since she was born, and now she is the store manager under the "Nanhua Queen Bee". The store is located in the bustling area of Chaoyang Street, and the daily sales are very high, so the commission of Limu is also very considerable. The basic salary plus commission is almost 12,000 per month, which is considered a middle and high-income class in Nanhua City. Of course, after all, Riki has been working under the boss for five years, and he is still a "capable person".
He studied management in college, and after graduating, he worked as a health product salesman, specializing in the sale of glucosamine, which is a drug that treats the bones and joints of the elderly. It only costs a few dozen yuan to buy the second-generation glucosamine in the hospital, but after the company's packaging, inviting professors, and giving lectures, the company's glucosamine has become a "special supply for third-generation athletes". It costs 10,000 yuan to buy a course of medicine, and a discount is 9,600, and it is the elderly who are pitted.
Glucosamine must be curative, but it is sold so expensively that Riki feels that the company is suspected of deceiving the elderly. Out of conscience, he explained his thoughts to his boss and resigned soon after. I learned Java programming and became a Java programmer, although I always worked overtime, I was "building bricks" with my hands. A year later, I suddenly found that I had hair loss symptoms and my face was much older, so I quit my job in a panic.
From a "high-paid IT elite" to a large company as an SEO, the full name is Search
EngineOptimization stands for Search Engine Optimizer. The company has branches in BJ, Nanhua, CQ and other cities, and has more than 1,000 employees during the winning period, and most of the employees claim to be working on the "small yellow website".
But...... In the end, it still doesn't work, probably because I worked too hard when I was doing Java, and I quit my job and didn't take a long break to get into a new job. I've only been working for an hour or two, and my eyes and shoulders are sore terribly. When it's time to rest, it's very uncomfortable to sit, stand or walk, to put it more precisely: pepper always flies into the eyes and severe stiff neck around the clock, both of which are painful.
Riki resigned again, this time taking a break for half a year, and by the way, he obtained a teaching certificate. He successfully became a health teacher and psychological counselor in a middle school. To be honest, China's psychological counseling system is not perfect, and even political science teachers can take a year to take the national second-level counselor certificate, which is the highest level of counselor certificate that can be distributed in China. At this time, Riki was 24 years old, probably too young and unqualified, so he could only give free counseling to middle school students.
In detail, Limu has worked part-time as a telephone customer service, a health care product salesman, a Java programmer, a search engine optimizer for a large Internet company, a health teacher, and a psychological counselor, across all walks of life.
Teachers are too idle for Riki, especially since there are two holidays a year, which Riki is used to being busy with work can't adapt to.
Soon Riki left her teaching position and inadvertently married a wife, forcing her to find another stable job. In the past five years, he has finally stabilized under the command of "Nanhua Queen Bee", specializing in selling healthy honey for all ages, with sales prices ranging from tens to thousands, and there is an endless stream of conversations, consultations, and purchases with him from all walks of life. At this time he has a beautiful wife, a pineapple loli daughter and a bear son who makes trouble all day.
However, Riki was not happy. It's his life, but it's not the life he wants......
In such a depressed mood, he ushered in his 30th birthday.
His wife Lu Hui gave him a birthday banquet in the courtyard of this small villa.
Riki, who had just gotten off work, took his briefcase, walked out of the car with his head down, and walked into the yard to hear a cheer in surprise.
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"Happy life!"
"My husband is happy!"
"Happy Daddy!"
No matter how depressed she was, Riki tried her best to squeeze out a little smile like a guest, dropped her briefcase and hugged the two children around in two small circles, and attended her birthday banquet with relatives and friends. However, his heart was sinking, and his soul seemed to be detached from his body, floating in mid-air and seeing himself drinking and socializing.
The banquet was attended by his boss, some of his regular customers, some of whom were relatively wealthy and powerful. Everyone present was well fed, and everyone had their own life. If God had asked him to choose someone to replace him, he would probably not be satisfied, but what was the flaw?
"Saw" himself drunk three rounds and lying on a rocking chair under the porch. Look at the noisy women, the chatty gentlemen, and the children rolling on the grass. This kind of life should be perfect, but Riki always feels that something is missing, something very important.
Heartbeat, seems a little fast?
He wanted to close his eyes and rest for a while.
When he was a child, he lived in an urban village in Nanhua City. Life in urban villages is no worse than in the city, grandparents have three buildings for rent, they don't have to work and live more nourishingly than urban people, and rural cooperatives have dividends at the end of each year.
Born at the age of six that year, he threatened to become a great cartoonist when he grew up. Although his family praised him, he never actually sent him to learn to draw, so Riki could only draw in books, and almost every page was full of drawings. In the end, of course, he learned a lesson from his teachers and parents. Riki still remembers that the teacher complained in front of his parents, "I have never seen a student scribble on textbooks and homework, but I have never seen him so serious." โ
Paper, homework books, book covers, and pencils were all bought with his mother at the time, and even with pocket money, Riki didn't know how to buy stationery at the time, and now he really feels a little dull when he thinks about it.
At the time of the second-grade sports day, he was found to have heart disease, according to statistics, one in every 50 people has heart disease, he was unfortunately hit, and the last few diagnoses were congenital arrhythmia.
For various reasons, Riki stopped at elementary school for a while. It wasn't until junior high school that I learned how to take the bus to the book market, so I took my New Year's money and pocket money to buy introductory books such as "Comic Encyclopedia", "Comic Character Analysis", "Character Drawing", "Dialysis Vision", etc., and purchased tools such as cloud rulers, manuscript paper, D pen nibs, round pen nibs, and G pen nibs according to the book. At that time, it was a period of hard work!
During this period, his academic performance plummeted, and he was inevitably scolded by his family at night.
The obvious drop in grades was his fault, and he didn't refute it when he was reprimanded, so he went to school the next day with the attitude of studying hard during the day and drawing hard at night, and used the recess time to complete the preview, review and after-class homework.
But when I got home for dinner in the evening and was ready to practice drawing comics, the "Comic Encyclopedia", "Character Analysis", and "Street Scene Drawing" on the desk all disappeared. A stack of papyrus paper in a drawer has been cut down and turned into a math sketchbook. In addition to pencils and ink, D nibs, round nibs, and G pens were also thrown into the trash can. Those things cost him a year's worth of money, and he couldn't buy another one.
I remember crying and looking for it at the same time, and after looking for the house, I went to rummage through other people's garbage cans, and defecated the garbage heaps of the whole village, and I didn't find it until ** o'clock in the evening - I really didn't want to go home and wander outside.
Ke Jing sat by the garbage heap and considered all kinds of situations, and was finally brought home by the mother she found.
In the second year of junior high school, I had heart bypass surgery, and the doctor said that the operation was perfect.
Successfully promoted to the third-ranked high school in South China, and the academic work became more intense. After being admitted to the top class in the second year of high school, he studied until one o'clock in the evening, and he was relieved when he was admitted to university. I guess I was influenced by the word "society" and became utilitarian throughout the university. Stupidly following the advice of his seniors, he participated in club activities in order to increase his "social practice experience", and often went to the welfare home to accompany children with autism.
Club recruitment, party membership applications, and exams are almost red...... It's not about studying, but it's boring and busy. In retrospect, the little "social practical experience" in colleges and universities can be regarded as a one-step social experience, but it is just a little dispensable.
Counting it when I was in college, I still found time to make two works, and I submitted it twice to Taiwan's Dongman Publishing House, but unfortunately it ended in nothing.
I also take an hour or two out of my work week to paint.
However, this is his current life, but it is not the life he wants. "He" lost his dreams, lost his soul......
-- I lost my dreams, I lost my soul......
Riki on the recliner couldn't tell "him" and "me" anymore. He doesn't know if he will still have such a defect when he dies of old age at the age of 6 or 70. If that's the case, it's too painful and the heart is too tired...... The heart is too tired.
Bang bang!
"Wood, this is your birthday feast, it's rare to have a distinguished guest, when are you going to lie down? Hurry up and greet the guests. โ
-- It's my wife's voice.
Bang bang!
Riki was speechless, shook his hand uncomfortably, and shook his head. His wife tried to pull him up several times to go to the banquet, but he looked like a heavy corpse lying on a chaise longue. Until his wife left angrily, the chair was still swaying back and forth according to the usual surname that had just been pulled. It was as if he was sitting there leisurely and watching his wife get angry.
Bang bang bang!
"I'm so angry, I can't scream no matter how I call it!"
"Huh! Boss Pear is tired from work today, let's leave him alone, continue to barbecue, continue to barbecue, I want a string of saury, what do you want? โ
"A bunch of roasted corn."
"Okay, please wait a moment, ladies!"
Bang bang!
"Dad, my sister beat me."
"It's strange, he sued first, and it was he who robbed Sister Lin's hairpin."
"I didn't rob it, I just asked her to borrow it."
"If you borrow or not, you will rob, Dad, you will judge the reasoning."
"Asking and taking is borrowing."
"If people don't agree, it's a robbery!"
Two four or five-year-old children, one left and one right, shook their father's hands hanging from the side of the chaise longue.
- 'Asking and taking it for borrowing'? I've read too many Xiong Son novels, 'it's not difficult to borrow if you owe something', do you know? Mr. Lin's daughter...... Son, you can only catch big fish by putting a long line.
Limu Nunu mouthed, unable to speak.
When the two children saw that their father ignored them, they ran to their mother to judge them.
Bang bang!
"Wood, get up, the guest is leaving, go and deliver the ......," his wife's voice said.
"Sister-in-law, what's wrong?" Neighbors' voices.
"Wood, get up, I'm so angry!"
"Something is wrong, I said, how long has Riki been lying here?" The voice of the queen bee of Nanhua.
"Wood? Wood! Husband-!? โ
"I didn't ...... There's no heartbeat, it's going to be 120, why are you still cold and 120! "The voice of the guest.
"Lu Hui, don't worry, it's okay, the ambulance will arrive soon."
"Mom, what's wrong with Dad?" Child's voice
Bang......
The last tremor, the sorrow of the heart.