On Tuesday morning, Zhong Xuemei was the first to get up. She turned off the alarm clock at 5:50, got up and dressed carefully, changed her clothes, sorted out her bag, and then took the bus to work. After arriving at the coffee shop at half past seven, the young master took Zhong Xuemei to familiarize herself with the store environment, then changed her uniforms, studied the employee handbook, and finally cleaned the shop with others. After the store opened at nine o'clock, Xuemei was in charge of cleaning the table with another colleague.

Although it is a garbage clean-up job, for 17-year-old Zhong Xuemei, it is happy and fresh. She is delighted by the rich smell of coffee, the high-end and chic décor, and the friendly and well-behaved work companions. The seventeen-year-old eyes are all happy to see everything.

He Zhiyuan got up at six o'clock this morning, ate a piece of bread and started working on the dining table. Novelists who are immersed in the structure of new novels often remain motionless for dozens of minutes when their brains are immersed in deep and complex thoughts.

The alarm clock at seven o'clock rang, and He Yiming turned over suddenly, not as grinding and chirping as he used to be greedy for the bed. After he got dressed and washed, he said hello to his father and walked out of the house with a cigarette. The prize money he asked for last night just came in handy this morning, he rode his bicycle straight to McDonald's closest to his home to buy breakfast for three people, and when he was waiting in line for breakfast, he made a special trip to build a WeChat group to pull Hu Handian and Gu Shuyu in, and specially reminded them that he had already bought breakfast for three people.

The make-up center started classes at half past eight, and before eight o'clock, He Yiming rushed to the classroom early, guarding three seats and three breakfasts alone, just waiting for Gu Shuyu to come. The boy who was bewitched by love, the change he had saved for many years began to flow out like a flood, and the young man in the sweetness didn't care about it in the past.

When he woke up at half past seven, he folded the sheet and made the bed, covered Xuecheng's stomach, and then went downstairs. When I went downstairs, I saw my son sleeping on the ground with his limbs spread out again. He was so angry that he couldn't help but curse in his mouth, and slapped Zhong Li to wake up while scolding. Zhong Li didn't fall asleep until two o'clock last night, and by this time the wine had passed but he was sleepy, and no matter how the old man slapped and called him, he just couldn't get up.

Zhong Neng was helpless, looking at his drunk, sloppy, and unorthodox son on the ground, and was extremely disappointed. If this appearance is seen by Hyosung, I don't know what she will think; If Xuecheng and Meimei see it, I don't know what the children will think. Unwilling to embarrass Zhong Li in front of his wife and children, Zhong Neng was ready to carry his tall son back to the room to sleep. He dragged and dragged his son, and his son couldn't get up at all, and he woke people up after a few fiddling.

"What? What are you pulling me for? Don't touch me! Zhong Li lay on the ground and screamed fiercely, but the person didn't seem to wake up.

Zhong Neng squatted on the ground, and when he saw his son talking like this, tears the size of peanuts and beans fell.

"Get up for me! Get up! Zhong Neng stood up and bent over, pulled out the sweat towel around his neck, and whipped hard at Zhong Li's thigh. After five or six hits, Zhong Li woke up completely. Seeing that he was beaten, the middle-aged man got up and grabbed the yellowed old towel that hit him with one hand. Father and son, you dragged me one end at the other, and no one let go, and their eyes were full of resentment.

"What do you want? Are you still going to beat me? Do you see that you are still an individual now? Zhong Neng whimpered and shouted softly.

"I love to sleep on the ground, and I sleep on the ground! If you leave me alone, leave me alone! Jong-ri threw the towel and yelled at his father.

"Oh my God! I have done iniquity! Zhong Neng also threw down the towel and squatted on the ground and punched his knees with his fists.

"Are you crying here?" Zhong Li patted his stinky clothes and sat down on the small, narrow old sofa with a creak.

"If you continue like this, the stars will divorce you sooner or later! You let the doll see that you sleep on the ground every day, what does the doll think? Zhong Neng covered his face and cried.

"What a love!" Zhong Li turned his face away after speaking, with hatred and sadness in his eyes.

"Don't lose your temper, when you learn to get up, look at your cowardice - what do you think about it!" Zhong Neng pointed at Zhong Li.

Suddenly hearing his grandfather mention his name, the child was so frightened that he took a breath and only heard a "Humph!" It turned out that Xuecheng, who heard the movement, quietly went down the stairs in his pants, and stood on the stairs and saw everything that happened between his grandfather and father just now.

Zhong Li and Zhong Neng heard the sound, looked up, and saw the frightened child. Both were silent. Xuecheng was scared, turned around and went back to the room silently with bare feet, Zhong Li was so angry that he lit a cigarette and smoked, Zhong Neng was helpless, made breakfast after washing, and opened the shop after breakfast.

Seeing the children of Grandpa and Dad pulling towels with their own eyes, I thought that the two of them would fight, and at that moment Zhong Xuecheng was really frightened. He hid alone in the cramped and gloomy hut upstairs, holding his legs with his hands on his legs, listening to the ups and downs of the voices of people coming in and out of the window to sell and buy goods. He didn't dare to go downstairs for breakfast, Zhong Neng sent him up, and he didn't dare to go downstairs after his mother came to the store, pretending to be sleeping. Only when he heard the door of his father's room ring, and knew that his father had gone back to sleep, he let go of his heart and went downstairs to find his mother.

When I saw my mother's child, I pulled the corner of my mother's clothes and smiled silently - just smiling.

When the day dawned, the old horse was ready to get up, but he couldn't get up. He didn't know what time it was, and he wanted to raise his arm to look at his watch, but he couldn't lift his arm, and he couldn't turn over if he wanted to, so he only looked at the glimmer of light outside the window from the gap in his eyes. Suddenly, a person came over, the man greeted the light, the old horse couldn't see who it was, at first he thought it was Zhiyuan, and when he saw the thin one, he thought it was a boy. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound.

The man trembled and walked over, held the old horse's bed, and sat down on the side of the old horse's bed. Only then did Lao Ma see clearly that it was his eldest brother Yuan Tiesheng.

"Brother Tiesheng, why are you here?" The old horse asked with his mouth wide open.

"I'm coming to see you, I know you're sick."

"You? How's your body? The old horse tried to sit up, but his body was as heavy as a stone, and he couldn't sit up no matter how hard he tried, so he had to lie down and talk to the big brother.

"I'm leaving, see you before I go." Tie Sheng looked serene, and patted the back of the old horse's hand.

"Where are you going?" The old horse asked.

"I'm going to find Jiancheng." Tie Sheng said with a smile.

"Build the...... Isn't it gone? The old horse was shocked.

"Yes! I'm leaving too. I have something to entrust you with before I leave. Jiancheng wants to cremate me, I don't want to, but I can't do it, Jiancheng will look for you later, and he will leave my watch to you when the time comes. When you go back to our hometown, bury my watch in the grave, won't you? ”

"Hmm......" the old horse snorted, but his heart was panicked.

"I don't have the money or the ability to build it, I can't go back, I have no one to count on, Jianguo, can you help my brother succeed?" Tie Sheng leaned on the bed and begged the old horse with a sad face.

"It's done, it's done! Success, success! The old horse nodded, his mouth promised.

"Into what? Ay! Chief Ma! Are you awake or not? Ma Guiying got up early and cleaned up and was ready to go to work, and before going to work, she came to the bedside of the old horse to see if he was still burning. When I was about to touch his forehead, I heard words in the old man's mouth, and I didn't know if I woke up and hummed or fell asleep and dreamed. So Gui Ying patted the old man's shoulder vigorously and called him: "Hey! Chief Ma! Horse Leader! Cowardly! Are you awake or not? ”

When Lao Ma opened his eyes, it was his daughter Guiying, he stared at Ma Guiying carefully, and couldn't help but shudder.

"Oops, stare at me when you open your eyes! What are you staring at me for? The hatred from last night hasn't gone away, has it? I'm going to work, I don't have time to argue with you! Gui Ying made fun of the old horse, touched his forehead by the way, and touched the old horse's forehead.

The old horse was shouted and touched by Gui Ying, only to realize that it was not a dream, but he woke up.

"The fever is gone! You're colder than I am! Gui Ying muttered to herself.

Lao Ma was sure that it was a dream just now and now it was not a dream, so he asked Gui Ying without moving: "Uh...... What time is it? ”

"It's eight o'clock, I'm going to work! What do you want to eat, find Zhiyuan! I'm leaving! After speaking, Gui Ying stepped on high heels and went out with a slump, and before leaving, she habitually went to the Yangyang house to kiss her daughter goodbye.

The old horse was frightened, re-examined the room, it was exactly the same as the light when Yuan Tiesheng came in just now, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to sleep in the house, the old man came out with a cane, pulled the rocking chair to the place outside the balcony where there was light, and lay on it, only then was he relieved.

He lay in the blazing sun of the early July morning, thinking back to the dream he had just had, and it was so real that he couldn't help but shiver and get goosebumps again.

"Brother Yuan is leaving!" The old horse muttered to himself in his heart.

It's not the first time he's had this kind of dream, he's never been so mad, maybe no one around him is sick again, and his body is weak and his courage is weak. The old horse couldn't help but repeat the dream over and over again, until the sun shone on him and dried the cold sweat just now and steamed out a hot sweat, he didn't think about it anymore.

Zhiyuan went out to buy breakfast at half past eight and arrived home at nine o'clock. After going home, I went to wake up Yangyang, and after Yangyang got up, the three of them had breakfast together by the balcony. Zhiyuan moved a small bench for Yangyang and himself to sit in the shade, the old horse was lying in the sun slope, and the child was curious, so he asked: "Grandpa, aren't you hot?" ”

"Humph!" Lao Ma laughed twice, and then asked Zhiyuan: "Do you remember the Uncle Yuan who we went to see last time?" ”

"Remember!" Zhiyuan nodded.

"I dreamed this morning that he greeted me and said he was leaving, and asked me to bury his watch in his wife's grave, do you think it's scary?"

"What?" Zhiyuan's face was incredible.

"I don't know if I'm gone, I can't leave a few days if I don't leave, hey!" The old horse sighed and fell silent.

Zhiyuan was surprised and inexplicable, only when the old man was sick and drank sleeping pills and dreamed indiscriminately, he didn't take it seriously, but only diverted the topic and asked, "Dad, how do you feel today?" ”

"Hey...... I was startled in the morning and woke up. I was still conscious when the boy alarm went off, and then I fell asleep again. This will ...... It's a little sour! It's good to smoke a pot later! ”

"Then I'll wait until you're done smoking and then get you medicine, the two things are staggered!"

"It's done."

After the three of them finished breakfast, Zhiyuan continued to go back to the room to work, Yangyang played with a scooter in the house, and Lao Ma smoked hookah on a rocking chair. After more than a dozen back and forth, Yangyang walked to the old horse in the car, and said suspiciously and seriously: "Grandpa, I saw that grandpa in the hospital in the morning!" ”

Lao Ma was shocked when he heard this, of course he knew what Yangyang was talking about, but he couldn't help but hold back his horror and deliberately asked, "Which grandfather?" ”

"That grandpa in the hospital!"

"Was that grandfather you sang nursery rhymes last time?"

"Hmm!" Yang Yang stepped on the scooter and nodded lightly.

"How did you see him?" The old horse asked the child with a hookah in his left hand and a cold left arm in his right hand.

"He came to my house, looked at me, laughed at me, and said you would buy me food!" There was a sense of anticipation in the child's words.

"And then?" The bigger the person, the more timid he became, and the old horse suppressed the great horror and asked Yangyang.

"And then he disappeared? I just went inside the house to look for it - didn't find it? ”

"When?"

"When my mom kisses me!" Yang Yang pointed to his little face.

"Sizzle...... Yes! Yes! Tut...... Hurry! The old horse lay back on the chaise longue and sighed. The child didn't know that he was dreaming, but the old horse did. Whether to call Yuan Jiancheng or not, Lao Ma hesitated for a morning. It wasn't until the cold medicine urged him to fall asleep that he completely forgot about it.