The door of the Internet café is open, it has passed mid-autumn, but the cat and dog are hot and cold day by day, and now the only thing is the warm sun with a soft voice. When Peng Cheng turned into the Internet café, his forehead was slightly sweaty, Dong Cong was playing a game in the bar, and his newly pregnant daughter-in-law was wandering around the gate of Baigang, asking some salty and light words from time to time. saw Peng Cheng coming, and did not change the joy that only had her lover. The child still couldn't see the number, and the belly was still clinging to the spine like a girl, but she couldn't walk the delicate road well, and one arm was lazily on the doorknob.

"Do you want to play for a while?" the young man was lying on the bar, and Dong Chong opened his mouth without raising his head. The little boss doesn't seem to be as happy as the woman at the door, and the child doesn't seem to care so much. He picked up the cigarette case and knocked out two cigarettes, handed one to Peng Cheng, put the other in his mouth, and threw a lighter out.

"Pull it down! I saw that there were no machines. Peng Cheng took the cigarette and lit it, stretched his arm and lit it for Dong Chong.

"How can you be? Dong Chong finally raised his head and leaked out a row of eye-catching teeth.

"No, I'm not in the mood either. Peng Cheng waved his hand, pecked a few puffs of cigarette and spit it out, and the surroundings were confused, and his eyes were a little spicy.

"How did you come here by yourself?" Afraid that the person in the game was dead, Dong Chong had a leisure interest, he sat up straight and stretched his arms.

Peng Cheng could hear the meaning of Dong Chong's words, but he didn't care, shook his head lightly towards the door and said, "There is." ”

"Huh?" the little boss stared at his eyes full of interest, the expression was very vivid, and then he grinned, it was an irrepressible laugh, and the corners of his mouth were tightly hooked, still rising arbitrarily: "You just said that you are neat?" He dusted off his cigarette ashes, and shook his head helplessly, but obviously not distressed, and once again meticulously recalled, he seemed to have some kind of giver's snickering: "One a year, right? ”

Peng Cheng was also like Dong Chong, putting on a snickering smile and laughing for a long time, like a fake smile, but his voice was very loud. The more he laughed, the more hearty he became, and he abruptly stopped: "It's over, the medicine you took." ”

"It's flowing again!" Dong Chong was surprised, his eyes glanced into the hallway, and he saw his pregnant wife, who was their first child, a blessed child.

"Well, if you don't flow it, she wants to flow it herself, and she can let it go more than me. ”

Peng Chengyuan doesn't care about these either, things between men and women, men are always happy, happy to do, happy to say, happy to stay.

"Didn't her family just finish the funeral?"

"What's the matter with a funeral? Do you still delay pregnancy?" This wonderful sentence suddenly looked like a joke, and the two of them were stunned for a while, and then they both laughed again, a little shy, long and intriguing. Tired of laughing, they all stopped, vowing to smash out the remaining half of the cigarette, and no one spoke.

The second half of the cigarette is always more flavorful than the first half, and it will eventually burn out, and that is the last thought.

"I don't really want her to get rid of her, but I have to listen to others. Yu Yin scratched the old man, and Peng Cheng couldn't tell what this kid was to him, and he couldn't even tell if he wanted it. This may also be a true portrayal of Dong Chong's heart, so he didn't have any doubts about him, but just nodded.

"Her family's funeral was buried in Longxi Valley. ”

Hearing what Peng Cheng said, Dong Cong raised his head in surprise and looked at him, looking at him and glaring at himself, waiting for his surprise to fall into the net.

The young man smiled triumphantly, and as expected, he said, "I didn't see her." ”

The two men were deflated again, Peng Cheng's disappointment was that as long as Bei Bei was mentioned, he would run with him, and he couldn't push it away, and after a while he asked again: "Uncle didn't come today?"

"Didn't come. ”

I could hear that Dong Cong was interested in coming, but in fact, Peng Cheng himself didn't want to stay in the Internet café, Bei Bei could always make everything chat stiff, and then he said: "Okay, I'm leaving, I'm going to wander around." ”

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Turning around and coming out of the Internet café, he walked along the road in the direction of the Central Park, and Peng Cheng's steps became more and more urgent. After making up his mind, he decided that he had to go to Central Park. He scrambled and thought about the lake full of big fish, where he had been with Bei Bei before, when he was at his poorest. In fact, he also went with Xiang Nan and bought more than 100 yuan of fish food, and after feeding it for less than five minutes, Xiang Nan didn't like it.

I finally walked to the park, and the red leaves of mid-autumn somehow turned red so early this year, and the sky was not yet cold, only a few shriveled ones were still hanging on the trees, as if they were about to fall, and they persisted. Hmph, anyway, it proves that the leaves are really red.

Xu was in a hurry, Peng Cheng felt sweat on his forehead again, he walked around the winding stone road in the park for a long time, and his mood was smooth. No matter how gently the wind swept away, slightly, he was a little cold, and it was still cold when he tightened his clothes, but he still walked to the edge of the lake, to the edge of the fish.

The big fish poked its head out of the lake, blowing bubbles one by one, widening its eyes, and looking at him grotesquely, as if it were back then. At that time, Xiangnan was still a little more human-like than she is now, although she has never been fat, but she is always fatter than now. Her glass-like nails were so hard that they were covered with a thick layer, a layer that fused with her nails, and it was hard to pick up the bait, but she didn't take it anyway, she just watched him feed it.

The sparkling surface of the lake, every white spot that suddenly flashes, is like the belly of a fish. Peng Cheng touched his pocket, he really had five yuan, he handed it to the aunt next to him, bought a bag of steamed buns, sat on the corridor of the stone steps, and tore it up to feed the fish. He loves to see these fish flock to them for food, just like those bathing masters who poke a smiling face and should be with a wealthy boss, with a mercenary face.

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"I want to feed it too!" Bei Bei always pouted and muttered, a child who saw her favorite toy, obediently hoped for the fish in front of her, she probably wouldn't be like herself, because of the flock of fish, she was willing to feed them.

Yes, she won't.

Suddenly, he was a little upset, and threw the steamed buns into the water in disgust, so that he felt more comfortable. He remembered that these fish were so powerful, they would scramble to bite, a whole steamed bun, there would be no bite left, like those, those individuals, the boss's wad of money flew in, they called him, grabbed him, and amused the boss.

Yes, his life was really different.