On Saturday night, before going to bed, Lao Ma lay on the rocking chair and smoked hookah, complaining that his son-in-law had not come to the house all day, and he had not even made a phone call. Zhiyuan's personality is somewhat eccentric, unlike the person who came that day (Wang Fuyi) - old, atmospheric, capable, and career-oriented, if Gui Ying follows that person, he will not be able to maintain the development in the second half of his life, no matter what, at least he doesn't have to work as hard as he does now. This time the old man gave up his son-in-law and stood on the opposite side, thinking about the good days when he wore gold and silver and was so rich, Comrade Ma Jianguo seemed to have entered heaven. When he returns to the village in the future, even if he is not the village chief, relying on this capable son-in-law, his status and majesty are unmatched in Majiatun.

He Zhiyuan had a liver fire all night last night, and he was very tired when he got up this morning, and his spirits were better in the afternoon. Looking back on the recent days, things have not been going well. In the midst of anxiety, Zhiyuan thought about asking for help from his former colleague - Deng Renhui. Deng Renhui is in his 50s, his lover is a primary school teacher, his only son is in college in Beijing, and now he lives with his old parents. Renhui has always been the head teacher of Shenzhen No. 2 High School, and also teaches Chinese, both of them are from Hunan, in the same school, and both teach Chinese. Later, with Yangyang, his father's life was so busy that he couldn't take a break, which led to the relationship between the two becoming more and more estranged, and there were fewer and fewer common topics.

Recently, when looking for a job, he has found He Zhiyuan, who denies life and even human beings, and in the gloom, he clicked on Renhui's WeChat dialog box, and talked about the old times in two rounds, not being unfamiliar but doubly affectionate. Because Renhui had a night of self-study at half past eight, the chat between the two was interrupted, but they agreed to have the opportunity to meet and eat. Friends are lost and regained, He Zhiyuan is a little optimistic and cheerful this night.

At eight o'clock on Sunday morning, Zhong Neng, wearing a straw hat and orange overalls, sat down on a flower pond next to Okizhi-dori to rest. Looking at the Chongzhi Avenue he was responsible for was clean at the moment, the old man was a little pleasing to the eye. Office workers coming and going, young people waiting for buses, and middle-aged people riding bicycles to the subway station floated past him in waves, and Zhong Neng was dazzled for a while. The big jar in my arms is made of jasmine tea, and I have been busy from more than four o'clock in the morning to now sweating, and this drink is half a jar down. Fortunately, there is a place to draw hot water in Baicao New Village next door, so that at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, you will not be so thirsty that you will have no water to drink. The place to fetch water for free was told to him by Lao Liu, who was newly acquainted.

Lao Liu, a shoemaker on Dadan Street in Baicao New Village, has been here for 20 years, and who in the neighborhood doesn't know him? Because he often had a lot of stools and chairs there for people who came to mend their shoes, Zhong Neng often went there to rub the chairs when he was resting, and they became acquainted with each other of the same age. Lao Liu said that twenty years ago, it was not more than five cents to repair a shoe and change the bottom, and now it is fifty yuan to tie a side and change the bottom, even so Lao Liu and his family can't earn much in a month, and they can't come out to set up a stall in the rainy season when they only get four or five thousand in a month, not counting the cost of manpower and materials, and that money is not enough for the rent of three generations of his family.

In this month, there is a new person on the Okizhi Avenue that Zhong Neng is responsible for, a rag-picking woman, an old woman in her seventies, a little lame. She passed the street at half past two in the afternoon, rummaged through the garbage cans one by one, and came the next day as usual, even when it rained heavily. Every time the man turned over the garbage can, he always turned over some light garbage, and Zhong Neng said several times to no avail, so he could only throw the garbage in again when he returned to clean up. At such an age, there is nowhere to work, and there is only to pick up some rags for money, Zhong Neng looks at her limping, small body carrying a big bag on her back a little sad, occasionally sweeping the street by herself to prepare some empty bottles, plastic boxes, old furniture and other things waiting for her.

Last week, a homeless man came down from the overpass in the middle of the road. He occasionally stood naked in the street in a daze, at first Zhong Neng was afraid that he was violent, but later he was seen several times and found that he was mild. He doesn't look at people a few times and point at them, he doesn't scold at people, and occasionally he can't find the toilet to pee on the street, which is his worst behavior. When he was tired at noon, Zhong Neng often sat under the overpass to rest, sometimes handed the man a cigarette, and the two looked at the cars coming and going on the street, thinking about what they thought and mourned in their chests. Zhong Neng took pity on him, because the homeless man reminded him of his son Zhong Li, what is the difference between Zhong Li sleeping on the street after drinking and the homeless man? In the past two days, the two have become more acquainted, Zhong Neng occasionally brings some old clothes to the man, or the buns and oil cakes he bought in the morning to give him some, the man does not refuse, does not flatter, does not say much, takes the things and eats them slowly, or holds the things in his arms and looks at the clouds in the sky - he does not move for a long time. Zhong Neng didn't want to ask about his past, the pitiful experience of the poor person was too heavy, and this heaviness would make it difficult for him to dissolve as a normal person. For extreme suffering or miserable life, repeatedly asking and providing solutions is the most stupid reaction; Amusement or laughter is the most odious response; Silence or oblivion is the mildest strategy. The sympathy of a noisy person is sometimes like garbage on the road that needs to be cleaned up.

Also in the past few weeks, a small vendor has come to Okizhi Avenue, maybe the vendor has been here for a long time, but Zhong Neng didn't notice. During the day, the city management did not allow stalls to be set up, and the young men sold food at night, specifically to taxi drivers and people who went to and from the night shift. The young man went to the street on time at 11 o'clock at night to go out of the stall, and closed the stall at 6 o'clock in the morning at the latest; Tricycles are placed on the bus platform on the side of the street for taxi drivers to stop; Two meats, two vegetables and one soup are sold for twelve yuan, and there are still many people who eat them, because there are few people in the whole city who compete with him. Zhong Neng ate a few times when he came to work at four or five o'clock in the morning, Hunan cuisine was a little spicy, the taste was not bad, and he ate it full, but unfortunately the seaweed soup and rice were a little cold when he was close to the stall. The young man is in his early thirties, very talkative, Hunanese, a family of five with a total of less than one acre of land, he has no livelihood and came out with people to open a Hunan vegetable shop in Shenzhen, and after a few years of work, he lost his capital, and now he has left such a little skill in stir-frying, so he can only come out at night to set up a stall to sell rice, but fortunately, he can make a net profit of two or three hundred every night.

Yesterday I saw a strange story on the street, and Zhong Neng wanted to tell it to someone but couldn't find the other person, so he pretended to tell it to someone, and repeated it over and over again in his heart. A middle-aged man in expensive clothes squatted in the flower pond of Okizhi Avenue to work, he inserted two iron rods into the two ends of the flower pond, the middle of the wire connected by the iron rod is a battery, after turning on the power of the battery, next to the four or five meters long wire, dozens of earthworms began to come out. Zhong Neng watched the man from a distance for a long time, and when he got closer, there was already a large area of earthworms on that stretch of the road. The earthworms in the south are frighteningly large, and passers-by either watch the excitement or take pictures, or are too scared to go over. The man took the long chopsticks and leisurely picked the earthworms on the street, one by one, and it didn't take long to catch dozens of them alive. Zhong Neng held the big broom and watched from afar, I don't know what to do, the earthworms went to the lane, Zhong Neng swept a few times with the broom for fear that they would be run over by the car, and swept the earthworms wrapped in the broom, and the old man who was at a loss for a while had no choice but to throw down the broom and pick up the stick, and it took a long time to relocate those earthworms to the flower pond.

Electric earthworms are not an uncommon thing, various plots are staged on Okizhi Avenue every day, as the only audience who politely sees the curtain call and is not affected by the performance's personal emotions, Zhong Neng only sighs every day. Two people fight on the street, little girls get drunk and vomit, drill construction on the road, dig trees and plant trees next to the sidewalk, young people throw garbage in front of them, young men spit on him, urban management vendors fight cat and mouse, inexplicably smash shared bicycles, steal electric cars under surveillance, migrant workers lie on the street and take a nap, a group of farmers plant flowers and water to make broken money, fast food delivery crashes and call the police, middle-aged people faint on the street, poke the air and point and scold, old men and old ladies hug and kiss on the street, and dance in the middle of the road at six o'clock in the morning...... It's like a stage, there are stories every day, but it's a pity that there is no good book like "Tianxian Pei".

People who waste their time on the streets are pitiful, because there is no scenery on the streets, and they are full of haste. After drinking the jasmine tea and tightening the cap of the bottle, Zhong Neng carefully stood up and planned to go to Jiaxian Road to clean, which was also the area he was responsible for. Recently, I have always been dizzy and chest tight, and I have to stand up and squat down slowly and carefully, if he faints, who will help him? The old man walked forward with his tools on his shoulder, his life still had to be well maintained, in order to make money for his two grandsons until the day they supported themselves, until the day when his son Zhongli was sober.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Gui Ying hadn't gotten up yet, and the phone rang, and it was a courier call. After going downstairs to the express stall outside the community, I was dumbfounded, a big bag of things, not hundreds of catties but also seventy or eighty catties, and the payment on it was written with the words "Zheng Xiaoshan sent, Ma Guiying received". I didn't do anything, but I was so grateful to Xiaoshan, and the woman was surprised and delighted, and inexplicably arrogant. At this time, I was empty-handed, so I had to go home to pick up the trolley. Pulled it back and threw it into the living room, instantly attracting the attention of the old and young. Gui Ying took the blade and cut open the bag, opened it and saw that it was a paper walnut, a pile full of walnuts rolled out of the mouth, and the three of them squatted on the ground to pick up and eat, talking and laughing and laughing.

"Let's go out to dinner today! No one did it anyway. Gui Ying, who sat on the ground and gave her daughter walnuts, proposed.

"Aren't you going out to eat that day?" The old horse crushed two walnuts with his big palm.

"Noon or night?"

"Tsai Tsai is in class! You say noon or night. ”

"And how do you eat lunch?"

"Order takeout or go to the dumpling shop downstairs. You eat it early, it's cool! Give her less pinch, eat more walnuts! The old horse reminded with experience.

"Hmmm! Big, do you want me to give something back to Xiaoshan? ”

"No, you don't! You replied to him with pressure in his heart. Xiaoshan is a good party member, you can contact him if you have a job opportunity in the future, don't bother usually. ”

"Well, that makes sense. Belch...... Why don't you two eat lunch? I'll go out later, maybe when I'll be back! ”

"Look! As soon as you say go, the baby will be alert first! Lao Ma pointed to his mother's ripples with his eyes, and then said, "It's not a big deal, stay honest." ”

"I ...... Tut! I only have this day off for a day, and my skin has been bad lately, my feet hurt, and my back is ......"

"Bang bang! Don't tell me. The old horse gave him a blank look, got up and left.

This time I went out as if I was missing, and I didn't pay attention to the message at all. It turned out that Ma Guiying drove to the beauty salon after leaving home, and when the beauty salon came back, she ate by herself, and then went to the massage shop near the community to wash her feet and massage, and stayed in the massage shop for three hours in one breath before she felt smooth and comfortable.

"Your mother is free, who dares to work?"

After Gui Ying left, Lao Ma asked Yangyang several times and kept shaking his head. After two pots of cigarettes, I saved up enough energy and started to work. On Wednesday night, Yangyang wetted the bed, and the sheets were dry when he slept at night, and the old horse thought that he didn't have to deal with it, and then wash it together after soaking the urine, who wanted to be unhappy, and he didn't sleep with urine stains, and slept diagonally on the side of the bed, and he was fine for the first two nights, but he slept on the ground when he got up this morning, and the old horse was scared to quickly touch his head and measure his temperature. After washing the rippling bed, Lao Ma also washed Zaizi's clothes, saved a lot of them for a week and threw them at the end of the bed, Zaizai couldn't see it, and Gui Ying couldn't see it. After washing the boy and washing Yangyang, the baby's pair of socks was worn for three days, because there was no change of washing, and when washing the rippling clothes, Lao Ma threw Gui Ying's dirty clothes into two. There are also a pile of dirty clothes in her room, and the old horse doesn't dare to wash them at will for fear of washing them. In between washing clothes, he brushed Yangyang and his own shoes, washed several people's face towels, cut his nose hair, straightened Yangyang's desk, bought snacks, fruits and milk for Yangyang, swept the floor, and took out the garbage...... The septuagenarian was busy from more than ten o'clock to three o'clock in the afternoon.

After the incident, the old man lying in the rocking chair couldn't help but blame Gui Ying in his heart. There was as much hair on the floor as there was a sericulture factory, the room was so dirty that it was dusty as soon as you slapped your hands, and there was no place in the kitchen or dining room where the kitchen and dining room were in place—the cabinets were open, the cups were half a glass of water, the plastic bags were flying, and the fruit was broken and no one was dealing with it—Gui Ying couldn't see like a blind man. The old horse shook his head angrily after finishing his work, and suddenly laughed. Gui Ying's mother and her mother-in-law (grandmother) used to say that they were like blind people who couldn't see their work—they never threw their clothes around, never served dishes after eating, never washed their cups after drinking tea, never collected farm tools after finishing their work, and always swept the floor after entertaining guests...... I really didn't expect it, reincarnation.

In the past, there was always someone to tidy up the chaos in the family - mother, wife or son prospered, but now when I go to Gui Ying's house and see the self projected on Gui Ying's body, I know how much trouble I have caused to others in this life and how angry my temperament is. Lao Ma laughed silently, his eyes were full of laughter - he was laughing at the fact that none of the people who tolerated him were around, laughing at the disaster of getting along with his own copy - Yingying, laughing at the cause he planted when he was young and now he has to taste the bitter fruit of himself, laughing at him for a four-year-old child who began to become less like him, laughing at the process of change is tired, angry and a little sweet.

At twelve o'clock at noon, in the farmer's market, Zhong Li was hungry after waking up, there was nothing to eat in the refrigerator, and he was too lazy to call the old man, so he called his son downstairs. After calling a few times and not responding, the man was a little angry and went upstairs to look for it. When he arrived at the door of the old house, he saw that the door was closed, so he knocked on the door and called his son's full name. Xuecheng, who was taking a lunch break, got out of the bed and opened the door barefoot.

"What are you doing? Close the door in broad daylight! After opening the door, Zhong Li patted the door and asked angrily.

"Didn't do anything." The child rubbed his eyes, not yet too conscious, and cowardice made him habitually lower his head.

"What are you doing when you take a nap and close the door! Well? Zhong Li knocked on the door again and asked, angry on his face, as if he couldn't contain it.

The child was startled by the slamming of the door and took a step back.

"Don't close the door in the future! Do you hear that? Zhong Li pointed to his son's head to warn.

Xuecheng bowed his head and did not look back.

"Did you hear me?" Another lion's roar could be heard in the ears of Sister Zhang.

"I hear you." Xuecheng bit his lip and whispered, and then took half a step back after speaking.

Zhong Li raised his head, crossed his hands on his hips, and was speechless for a while.

After a minute, half of his anger subsided, and the bearded man changed his tone and said, "Didn't your master cook last night?" ”

"It's done."

"Why isn't it in the fridge?"

"I don't know." Xuecheng still lowered his head and pinched the corners of his school uniform shorts.

"Go out and buy it! Do you have any money? ”

"Yes."

"Put on your shoes and hurry up! The fried noodles at the intersection. After Zhong Li finished speaking, he lifted his son's shoulder.

Xuecheng then ran out to buy food in slippers. After coming back, he only bought one, Zhong Li saw that his son was stupid and gave him a few mouthfuls, so he went out to buy a fried noodle without saying a word, and the father and son finished their lunch. After the meal, Zhong Li lay on the sofa and smoked, after Xuecheng cleaned up the garbage after the meal, wiped the rice stains on the coffee table, and was about to go upstairs to play, he was stopped by his father again. The child was at a loss, so he just said that he was picking up his homework, and he went upstairs to take his homework and did it downstairs. The child who was being monitored was too frightened to look back, lying on the mother's former counter looking at the path at the door to do his homework, motionless, and sluggish until his father left.

For some reason, Zhong Li has been particularly disgusted with his son locking himself in the house recently, and the old man was fine when he was there, especially when there were only two of them in the shop, Xuecheng always locked himself in and turned away his biological father. Zhong Li suppressed his anger and reminded him again and again, but who knew that he always didn't listen, as if he was deliberately provoking his father's authority.

What about the completion of the study? Fear only. Grandpa was better when he was there, and when he and his father were the only ones left in the house, he was most afraid that his father would suddenly enter the room and reprimand him, so he always quietly closed the door and then hid in the bathroom to play. He thought that his father would not necessarily find out if he closed the door quietly, and he imagined that it would be too late for him to hurry open the door when he went upstairs.

It stands to reason that the last thing that children who are often beaten is to be beaten, when the beating comes, their eyes are closed, their shoulders are shrugged, their fists are clenched, and their teeth are bitten, but after being beaten so many times, Zhong Xuecheng is still afraid. Xuecheng was terrified of everything related to his father, afraid of the sound of his father's walking, afraid of his father's cough, and afraid of his father's sudden cold sigh when he was eating...... Even when he saw his father's blue slippers, he would feel strange in his heart. He habitually attributed all his father's abnormalities to himself, and he was afraid that he would appear in his father's sight.

On the weekend, Xiaotang went outside for a day, one was to apply for the self-examination subjects at the end of the year, and she was required to report on the spot, so she set off early in the morning, but it didn't end until two o'clock at noon because of the queue; Second, she had to go to the book city to pick up some tutorial books or textbooks, but the materials downloaded from the Internet were too narrow and obviously not enough. I ran like this for a day, and I went to pick up my studies at 4 o'clock in the afternoon. On the way to buy vegetables with Xuecheng, Xiaotang felt that the child had not been very relaxed today, did not talk much, had no strength to walk, and had no interest in everything in front of him when he was shopping for vegetables, and stood beside her stupidly and motionless. I was busy cooking, live broadcasting, eating, and washing dishes at night, and I wanted to talk to my sister about it but forgot about it.

The concerns are too heavy, and it is difficult to be light, whether it is an adult or a child.

"Can I watch a movie at night?" At six o'clock in the evening, I came home after the make-up class and was a little excited to hear that I was going out to eat.

"Yes, you can go by yourself! I don't want to watch a movie, so I can't take your grandfather with me. Gui Ying replied softly on the sofa. After a day of massage, the woman with a light body is always thinking about sleeping.

"Forget it! Everyone brings girlfriends, and I bring an elderly person! It's funny! Tsai Tsai glanced at his mother.

"I don't want to go yet! The movie made people's eyes tingle uncomfortably, and everyone was not deaf, and the sound was louder than the village trumpet! After the old horse finished speaking, the mother and son smiled at each other.

"In the evening, there is a children's play area in the mall opposite, and after dinner, I take my sister to the playground to play with slides and trampolines." Gui Ying said to her son.

"So what am I doing? Shopping for clothes? ”

"You don't have a partner, you don't get married, what clothes do you buy! Isn't it enough to wear your clothes piled up on the floor? The old horse asked loudly.

"Tsk! What does buying clothes have to do with getting married? Tsai shook his arm helplessly.

"Hamm, haha, oops!" Gui Ying fell on the sofa for a while, and then said to her son, "Boy, you don't understand!" Originally, the people in the village were poor and didn't have to wear clothes, and generally when they got engaged, their mother-in-law would pay for the newlyweds to buy clothes, in order to get engaged, get married, go to relatives, and look good when they were guests! Big, what age, it's time for your concept to change! ”

"He's got a lot of clothes! There are piles of them in the cabinet, and they can't be worn out for seven or eight years. You can buy clothes when you run out of clothes, what do you have clothes to buy! The old horse frowned and insisted.

"You peek at my closet!" Tsai pointed at the old man and shouted.

"Who peeked! Do you have so many clothes that the cabinet door can be closed? ”

"There are a lot of clothes from his childhood, and he won't let them be thrown away, and the clothes of three or five years old, seven or eight years old, and eleven or twelve years old are all there! And his favorite bag, hat or something, he doesn't want to throw it away! Gui Ying explained.

"Isn't it okay to have less lineage?"

"I'm a clothing collector, not a minimalist, don't tell me about this!" After the young man finished speaking, he hugged his chest and turned his head to ignore it.

The old horse didn't understand too much, so he didn't go on. Several people sat on the sofa and were silent for a while, and Lao Ma suddenly spoke: "Boy, call your dad and say that your mom has ordered a meal at seven o'clock in the evening and asked him to eat together." ”

When Tsai Tsai heard this, he looked back at his mother first, and saw that his mother glanced at him and then lowered his eyebrows and looked at his phone, knowing what he meant, so he called to ask. When his son called, Gui Yingming looked at his mobile phone, but in fact, only two ears were working seriously in his body, listening to his son's tone as if his father was not going, and the woman's face was a little more impatient. The whole family has a complete meal, which is the purpose of her special dinner tonight, but it is a pity that the two of them did not accept sleep after the big quarrel the day before yesterday, and now Tsai Zai took the initiative to call to mean that he showed weakness and begged for good, but he did not appreciate it.

"Let's go, let's go, it's half past six, pack up and go out!" Gui Ying got up to change Yangyang's clothes, and didn't ask her son about the result of the phone call at all.

"What did your dad say?" The old horse raised his eyes and asked.

"He said he had something to do at night."

"What's the matter?"

"I didn't ask."

"Hey...... Forget it, let's go first, and when you get to the store, you can call your dad again, and by the way, ask him what he's busy with. After speaking, the old horse left the sofa and went to get a thin coat.

It didn't take long to arrive at the big restaurant, and the mother and son ordered food together. Dry pot squid whiskers, a pot of fresh perilla, stir-fried yellow beef, crispy lotus fish, stir-fried lotus root tips and meatball mushroom pot. The mother and son called their father again after ordering vegetables, still saying that they were busy. After the four of them finished eating, Tsai Tsai went to the movies, Gui Ying played with Yangyang in the playground, and Lao Ma carried everyone's things outside the playground. An hour later, Gui Ying came out of the playground with a tired Yangyang, and the three of them sat on a big chair in the mall to rest.

"Do you want coffee? You've never drunk it before! Gui Ying put on a look of spectatorship.

"Drink or not...... What's the difference? ”

The air was too cold, Gui Ying asked with a smile again: "There is singing over there, if you want to sing, you can go to that kind of small KTV and sing with the microphone, I see that you love humming every day, do you want to sing it for a while." ”

"Hey...... Don't keep thinking about spending money, have you calculated how much the family spends a day? I took the notebook to describe, seven days a week, not counting large items on average five hundred a day, there is no discount for eating, what about the rest? Tell me how much you spent yesterday and today. ”

"Oops...... Isn't it just for spending money when you earn money? ”

"I'm thinking about it right now, you're busy spending money, you're happy to spend money, and you're tired of spending money...... There's nothing wrong with earning and spending it, but have you ever thought that your lifestyle would be passed on to your two children? Tsai Tsai is the same as you, when he says that he only thinks about spending money when he goes out to play, he doesn't know other pastimes! I don't believe that all the children in the city are like this - when it comes to holidays, they only have to buy and buy, and spend money? Isn't it good to clean up with the babies during the holidays, go for a walk in the park, go to the flower world next door, cut Yangyang's hair, take a bath, cook together, or find friends to make dumplings at home? ”

"Oops...... Got it! Gui Ying, who was poured cold water, was a little disappointed, and the angry old man made sense, and he couldn't change it.

The father and daughter froze for a long time, Gui Ying peeked at the old man a few times while holding the napping Yangyang, changed his tone and said, "My eldest brother has gone home, and he hasn't greeted the family for a few days." ”

"Huh? How do you know? ”

"My second brother said that."

"Why didn't you tell me?" The old horse had his hands on his thighs, and his eyes widened.

"Uh...... Maybe you're not as popular as me! Gui Ying was amused by herself after speaking, and giggled alone with her mouth covered.

After the air melted, the old horse turned to look at Gui Ying and spoke solemnly.

"You're far away...... Ay! The exhibition is busy, you two have a good chat, he doesn't look for you, you look for him! ”

"Tsk! Hey......"

"Don't think I'm talking about it, the baby keeps asking me - 'Is Daddy not coming back?' 'Does Daddy don't want us anymore?' 'What is Daddy doing outside...... Sensitive! The old horse pointed to the napping Yangyang and whispered.

"Got it." Gui Ying turned her head to look away.

"Far away from this person, it's a little indelible. Isn't your personality outgoing? You took the initiative to talk to him, you asked him what he was thinking, and it was clear that everyone was comfortable, and you two left it alone, what kind of thing is this! ”

"Got it! Don't say it. As soon as Gui Ying's six words came out, Lao Ma didn't speak again.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Tsai Tsai to come out of the cinema, and the family walked back amicably. On the way, Gui Ying suddenly opened her mind and handed the old man Yang Yang, who was sleeping on her shoulder.

"I'll go find him."

"Hmm!"

So Lao Ma took the two children home, and when they got home, it was already past ten o'clock.

In order to bridge the gap between the two, Gui Ying specially bought a lot of Hunan flavor supper that Zhiyuan loved to eat outside, and then went to his rental house. When she went downstairs, Gui Ying didn't know which building, so she called Zhiyuan directly. Zhiyuan was not at home, and answered the phone to tell him that he was chatting with friends outside for supper, and only said that she should go home first. Gui Ying didn't know what it meant, she didn't believe that Zhiyuan had any friends at all, she thought that Zhiyuan didn't want to see her, so she made such an excuse. The woman waited downstairs for half an hour, during which she kept looking through the chat records of the two, and Zhiyuan had told her the address he rented before, but unfortunately she didn't keep it, and she couldn't find it at this time.

It's already eleven o'clock, she doesn't answer her phone calls, she doesn't reply to messages, the more she thinks about it, the more angry she becomes, thinking that Zhiyuan is still angry, so angry that she threw away all the supper she had bought in several places, and then came back alone with anger. When I got home, I went into the room without saying a word, and I didn't fall asleep until one or two o'clock. Before going to bed, my mind was full of all kinds of creative speculations - Zhiyuan has his heart, the two are divorced, how the children are divided, how she retaliates, and Zhiyuan's true face......

There are always times when people are in an irrational extreme state - fear of ghosts at the pillow, believing that dragons are real, fantasizing about a lover or cheating on themselves, imagining that children will become big stars, depicting themselves as soaring or becoming saviors, lusting about themselves and so-and-so who is far away in the world...... But when the sun rose the next day, he knew that he was still him—the same as him, the village man, the powerless him, the wrinkled man in the mirror.

People hope that they will be extraordinary in parallel time and space, just as people look forward to the future when they are children. Ordinary real life simply cannot withstand research or observation, thinking or change, and based on this, the occasional cranky is precious, romantic, and surprising.

So, what was He Zhiyuan doing this night? 166 Reading Network