The stars in the sky gradually dissolved in the morning light, the morning sun peeked out half of its red face from the top of the high-rise buildings in the east, the flowers and leaves played ensemble music under the command of the morning breeze, there were cars going out and passers-by doing morning exercises on the road in the camp from time to time, and the compound of the organ that had slept all night also began to be noisy during the day. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Liang Xing lives on the lower floor of a two-story cadre dormitory building, with a small courtyard in front of the building, the land in the small courtyard is very fertile, and there are a few sunflowers standing against the wall, and dozens of vigorous eggplant and tomato seedlings grow in the middle. Liang Xing's head, who was squatting in the vegetable field and pulling weeds, was barren, and his sparse gray hair seemed to be dead grass after frost, dotted with green vegetable fields.

"Old Liang," Wu Chunfang was afraid of waking Chao Sheng, who was sleeping, and walked out of the room with a piece of paper in his hand, and whispered to Liang Xing, "Look at my son's study plan that he threw on the table last night. ”

Liang Xing stood up, his short and chubby body only exposed his upper body in the fat vegetable tree, he had soil on his palms, he held the paper between his two fingers, his eyes were adjusting the focus from far and near, Wu Chunfang hurriedly went to the house to get his reading glasses.

"Our son's writing is very 'elegant', similar to English, but it's a pity that I look too hard to watch." Liang Xing put on his glasses, looked at the piece of paper in his hand, and said in a sarcastic tone.

Wu Chunfang said: "Don't talk about how his handwriting is, there are a few current college graduates who can write well, look at the content!" ”

Liang Xing looked at it carefully, snorted twice, his face was indifferent, his mouth was noncommittal, and he handed the piece of paper to Wu Chunfang again.

Wu Chunfang knew that Liang Xing had been hiding his concern for his son under the frost of his cold face, and he was satisfied if he didn't express his attitude, and his eyes already showed an element of approval.

"If the students are admitted to graduate school, the matter of talking about friends has to be postponed again." Wu Chunfang said worriedly.

"Isn't it very good, learn more knowledge while you are young, lay a good foundation, aren't we also married at the age of twenty-seven or eighteen."

"It's nothing to talk about a girlfriend two years later, it's just that ------ then"

"When the time comes, if I retire, it will lower the conditions for him to talk about girlfriends, right? After I asked someone to help him when he was taking the entrance examination and getting his degree certificate, he didn't want to have anything to do with me anymore, and when he graduated, he was assigned to a suburban unit outside the jurisdiction of our agency, and he was very glad that it was not because of this! Don't you understand. It's good for your child to have the determination to be self-reliant, and you shouldn't always worry about it. ”

Liang Xing's voice became higher and higher, and Wu Chunfang pointed to the room where Chaosheng was sleeping, signaling him to speak softer.

Because Chaosheng should come back for a weekend today, and eat at home in the evening, the meals prepared by Wu Chunfang are more sumptuous. "Those who pay their homes eat poorly, and those who don't eat well." Liang Xing sometimes "complained" in front of Wu Chunfang.

When Wu Chunfang first came to work in the hospital, he also made up his mind to be an accomplished clinician, and later saw that Liang Xing was busy with work and Chaosheng was nervous about work, so a year ago, he took the initiative to ask to be transferred from the hospital to the outpatient department, and said "goodbye" to the scalpel, and every day he repeatedly measured his temperature and prescribed medicine. Of course, she knew that Liang Xing was also looking forward to her son's early return on Friday, and she also wanted to make some delicious food for her son. So she sometimes said seriously: "My son usually eats in a big canteen, and he has little oil and water in his stomach, so he needs to make up for it when he comes home." You often eat and drink with you outside, and you can't lose the meat on your body if you want to, why do you eat so well at home? ”

Liang Xing said: "I don't want to lose weight now, I don't need to lose weight after retirement, and my fat will fall off by itself." In addition, you don't always think that eating with you outside is a cheap thing, that is also a task, if I don't eat and drink together, can I get fatty liver and high blood pressure? You know this better than I do as a doctor. ”

"According to you, eating and drinking together also requires a sense of dedication."

"So to speak."

"The dead and injured in emergency rescue and disaster relief are all heroes, because they have died and become sick after eating, drinking, and the masses will not sympathize with any of them."

Dinner was ready, and Wu Chunfang beckoned Liang Xing and Chaosheng, who had just entered the house, to eat.

There were not many opportunities for the three of them to talk together, and Liang Xing went to the study after work, either reading documents or changing materials. Chao Sheng also closed his door when he entered the house, as if he had just come back from the computer in the house. In the past, Wu Chunfang would sometimes suddenly push the door and go in, wanting to see what her son was doing in the house, but later Chaosheng stopped doing it, and once said to her very seriously: "Mom, you and Dad will knock on the door when you enter my room in the future." Liang Xing said unhappily on the side: "You have to knock on the door when you enter your room?" After that, we will shout 'report' outside, and we will go in after you approve it." ”

Having said that, Liang Xing and Wu Chunfang rarely went back to the room where he lived to woo him when Chaosheng was closed the door, and when the child was older, he also had privacy that he didn't want his parents to know.

Mealtime is the best time to exchange information and feelings.

"Old Liang," Wu Chunfang sandwiched a fried chicken leg between Liang Xing and Chaosheng and said, "The deputy political commissar of the academy that Chaosheng is going to apply for is still Cui Wencai, right?" ”

Wu Chunfang is the emotional early warning machine of this family, and after she said this, she found that the facial expressions of the other two family members had changed.

"So what?" Liang Xing asked vigilantly with a gloomy face.

"Yes, yes, what else." Wu Chunfang said with a casual smile.

Chaosheng lowered his head to eat his own food, and didn't say anything, he developed the habit of eating fast food at the military academy, and after only a while, he put down the dishes and chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a napkin and said: "I may not come back for the next few weekends, I have to hurry up and review." Also, you don't have to worry about my graduate school entrance examination. ”

Liang Xing's face showed relief, but Wu Chunfang's face showed worry.

Chaosheng hasn't been home for a few weeks, Liang Xing seems to be fine, but Wu Chunfang seems to have lost his soul, scratching his ears and cheeks on weekends, fidgeting, always wanting to call his son, and afraid that Liang Xing will be unhappy when he hears it.

"Chaosheng hasn't come home recently, and taking the time to study is only one of the reasons, and I think there is another reason, that is, he may feel constrained and not free at home, so he should find a reason to go home as little as possible." Wu Chunfang said beside Liang Xing. "You sometimes demand too much from your children, you want to take care of everything at work, and you don't want to take care of anything in life. There are also some trivial things to find fault, for example, sometimes he wants to listen to music and relax, and you say that the voice is too noisy and affects others. Sweating a lot in summer and frequent urination in winter, this is a normal physiological phenomenon, and you say that he turns on the water heater too many times, and pulls the water tank too often, which makes his son unhappy. ”

Liang Xing listened to what Wu Chunfang said, and felt a little annoyed: "How can you learn to nag, as if I am a stepfather and abuse him." ”

"I can't talk about abuse, at least I don't understand him. You always like to say in front of him, 'How happy you are now, you don't have to worry about food and clothing.'" Don't worry about food and clothing, that is our pursuit in the seventies and eighties of the last century, and today's young people, in addition to eating and dressing well, are more important to pay attention to spiritual enjoyment. ”

Wu Chunfang sometimes feels that she is a little nagging, just like the hostesses of some families, but it is their nagging saliva that binds the members of the family together.

Liang Xing became more and more disliking to listen to Wu Chunfang's words today, and retorted to her: "Who said that we only thought about food and clothing at that time, and had no spiritual pursuits? What we pursue is hard work and simplicity, diligence and thrift, strict economy, and strengthening the country and enriching the people. ”

Wu Chunfang said: "You are here again, don't talk about your son, I'm tired of listening to these words, even if what you say is reasonable, you have to say it in a different way, this is a family, not a venue, it's a life together, not a big reason." My son once told me that memorizing what my father said was a 'Code of Conduct for Communist Party Members,' but often people who sang high in tune were short in action. ”

Liang Xing blushed with anger and roared, "He is! ”

"What nonsense, there are some things he can see more clearly than us, you look at the current leaders, the ambition is not big, the tone is not small, the situation is not clear, the decision is very decisive, the cost of a mistake may be hundreds of thousands, millions, causing this kind of wasteful examples, what you see and hear, I can give you a lot."

"There are so many things to do, the work is so busy, what's the fuss about something going wrong." Liang Xing's voice lowered.

Wu Chunfang also slowed down her tone and said: "You are not bad today, admitting that there are mistakes in the work of the organs. Have you ever thought about it, usually you don't like to listen to some words of others, your children are not young, and he doesn't like to listen to your preaching words, you can't tolerate a knife in your own self-esteem, and stick a knife in your child's self-esteem.

You also said just now, the mistake is because the work is busy, I don't think so, busy can not be a reason for mistakes, the busy in the organ is sometimes artificial, a few words can explain one thing, not let the subordinates write the material, over and over again to revise countless times, after the change is good, the leaders take it there and read, some of the materials are purely rolling pins made of bamboo poles, long and empty, three grains of rice boiled into a large pot of porridge, there are not many real goods, the masses do not like to listen to it at all. It's a problem that can be solved by a phone call, but it also has to be printed as a document and sent down, regardless of whether you look at it or not. Recently, the central authorities have demanded a change in the style of work, and there have been fewer working groups sent down to the lower levels of the organs, fewer documents have been issued, fewer meetings have been held, and no unit has been heard of that anyone has died or had an accident. ”

After Wu Chunfang finished speaking, Liang Xing rolled his eyes at her, but did not speak.