Living and living happily are two different things, and many lives are no match for the joy of cats and dogs; Existence and beautiful existence are also two situations, and many lives cannot compare to the lightness of butterflies. Dig a pit with a hoe in his right hand and sprinkle three or five seeds in it with his left hand - Bao Xiaoxing is planting soup flowers by the ancestral grave. In order not to interfere with other people's planting, she sprinkled all the seeds behind the grave. She seems to have seen the green scenery in spring and purple and red in summer, so the corners of her mouth are crooked and she smiles alone.

After planting the flowers, she used a shovel to re-level the ground and the grave soil. As she was busy working, Hyosung heard the sound of Ryu and Mai yelling and fighting, and she held the shovel and looked at them. It turned out that Mai Sajiao wanted to eat sour dates, and the dragon beat the dried dates with branches on the side of the hillside, and Mai picked the big ones with meat on the ground. The laughter and noise of boys and girls were blown away by the wind, and the hills and ravines and wild grasses in all directions were eavesdropping on their love words.

"It's snowing!" Mai shouted in the slopes.

"Daddy, it's snowing!" Haha threw down the bicycle and jumped and screamed in the previous field, and Wei Chip followed behind and smoked a cigarette and looked at his son.

Mai stretched out his arms and looked at the gaping mouth - eating snow, the dragon suddenly hugged Mai behind him, spun around twice, and then the two of them gasped and cried out.

"It's snowing!" Bao Xiaoxing muttered to himself.

"It's snowing heavily tonight, let's have a snowball fight?" Mai proposed.

"Roll a big snowball and kill you!" Dragons and children are like simple gestures.

"You dare!" Mai Wan punched the dragon in the shoulder.

The dragon grabbed Mai's fist with both hands, then took a step back and pulled Mai with all his might. The girl then ran in circles around the boy. In an instant, the laughter and shouts like brass bells lit a spark for the bitter autumn and winter valley.

"Dad, I'm going to ride! I'm going to ride! ”

Haha wanted his bicycle to run in the land, so Wei Chip lifted the bike hard in the back, and when the wheels sank into the loess and stopped, Wei Chip kicked his son's ass with his big foot, haha covered his ass and giggled.

If he could, Bao hoped that all his descendants would be able to live a life of freedom, hijacking, and anxiety like them.

If he could, Bao Xiaoxing hoped that he would be buried in the ancestral grave of the Bao family in a hundred years, and in the afternoon or dusk of a snowy moon, someone would go all the way with a hoe and a shovel to sweep her grave and repair the grave, and plant a purple soup flower behind her grave with joy.

The new generation of young peasants who are determined to stay in the countryside are free and free to do as they please, they believe that every sunset is unparalleled, they are born with a fixed view and do not follow the crowd, their will is to live their lives freely, happily, unfettered and unaffected, they think that the 9-to-5 life is a suppression and debasement, deduction and waste of life.

The new generation of peasants is surrounded by an inexplicable sense of satisfaction when they are idle, and a sense of fulfillment that can be seen when they are busy, they are driven by themselves, and they have full authority to decide their own will and actions. In today's urbanization, they are regarded by the city people as inactive, unpursued, and extremely boring; But in their eyes, the people in the city are cramped, narrow-minded, cookie-cutter, obsessed with useless work, and do not appreciate or enjoy nature. The new generation of peasants thinks that the life of Rao in the city is more like an emotionless bearing on a machine, constantly turning, constantly turning, until the one dies, and then the next generation repeats the previous generation, and continues to spin, and keeps turning. In a way, they're also spinning, and their spins are initiated and presided over by the elders, with the only difference being that spinning is just a part of their lives, and it's a part of the pleasure that can be provided.

What is it that gives a new generation of farmers like Mai the confidence and certainty?

It is nothing more than the freedom and happiness of the work itself, the comfort and fun of the working environment, the elegance and calmness of the working time, the freewheeling and healthy nature of food, housing and transportation, and the long recuperation period like a summer vacation outside of work. The new generation of peasants has a window into the outside world and the city, and they do not rest on their laurels at all, but observe the movements of the city from across the strait. So, they know how to save, learn to maximize the benefits of planting each year, and work hard to study the surrounding education and medical care to keep themselves in a state of progress. They are an optimistic and proactive generation of farmers, and they are the most admirable generation of farmers.

Bao Xiaoxing looked at Mai Helong in the next field, as if he saw himself and Zhong Li at such an age. At that time, they were pulled by a huge torrent, and they all decided to go to the city to work hard, and now more than 20 years have passed, and they are full of shame when they compare before and after. Bao Xiaoxing really wished that he could have the strength to stay in the countryside at that time, instead of going to the south to become someone else. What's even more ashamed is that she lost herself in the so-called struggle, lost her instinct and willingness to be happy, and lost the meaning of life she once framed.

When there is no possibility of climbing the ladder of social class promotion within three or four generations, then Bao Xiaoxing would rather live like her aunt, cousin, and cousin, and she hopes that her children Xuemei and Xuemai will have the same smiling face and confidence as Mai and Haha, rather than the common expressions of the city - anxiety and melancholy. Bao Xiaoxing regretted it.

Thankfully, she only regretted it, not regretted it.

It was dark, and the snowflakes looked white and big, pure and beautiful. Everyone was not in a hurry to leave, and they played in the field, as usual. Why is this joke precious and rare for Hyosung? The corners of her mouth kept smiling, and her smile stiffened, but she didn't know why she laughed. Feeling happy for no specific reason is the greatest weapon or weight left to the countryside by the Creator. The snowflakes were very large, the square was silent, and there were still no traces of the snow god on the ground. Bao Xiaoxing prayed that the snow would fall as hard as possible, and she longed for the snow to keep her, hoping that the snow would become a watershed in her life. She couldn't help but sketch in her mind how she was in the snowy Baojiayuan.

The beautiful city of the snow-covered plateau has never been snowy in winter, and there are holes in the depths of the valleys; Winter snow fell on the wheat field, and the scattered wheat piles became the castles of the elves; The winter snow fell on the big trees at the head of the village, and a group of Smurfs lived in the sparrow's nest; Winter snow falls in the alleys, and artemisia grass blooms crystal clear flowers; The snow fell in front of the house, and the old paulownia tree, neem tree, and acacia tree were all dressed in silver robes; Winter snow falls on the courtyard wall, and the earthen wall becomes a freehand abstract painting; The winter snow fell on the eaves, and the dogtail grass in the cracks of the tiles turned into a swaying tail of the nine-tailed fox fairy......

The husband is also beautiful, up and down, inside and outside, large, far and near are harmless, so it is called beautiful. The shape of the city, crowded, monotonous, noisy, bloated, strong, abrupt, what is beautiful? On the other hand, the countryside is full of nature, and nature is beautiful. The smoke of the kitchen stove fire passed by the branches of the persimmon tree on the tile, and the white gas was steaming everywhere in front of the world, and it turned out that Baojiayuan was also a blessed land of gods.

Her clothes were wet and her feet were numb and numb from the cold, Bao Weichou was worried that her son would catch a cold and shouted to go back, Hyosung was reluctant to give up and would eventually leave, and when she left, she took a lot of snowy scenes, plateaus, and ravines with her back to the ancestral grave. Mai and Long followed last, and the first snow of the year made the two young men especially excited, and the two ran and shouted uncontrollably on the snowfield. As if he was twenty years younger, Hyosung was running and shouting as if he was running and shouting.

"Whew—is there anyone on the other side of the hill?" Mai shouted with his hands in a trumpet shape to the opposite hill.

"Whew, I'm a wolf! Where's the sheep? The dragon shouted, and the echo rippled.

"Ahh Haha also clasped his hands and shouted in front of him, and smiled at his big brother and big sister after shouting.

Bao Weichou is carrying a farm tool on his left shoulder and a bicycle on his right shoulder, a cigarette in his mouth, and laughing with his body.

"Uhhh Jiang Long asked the valley word by word, and the voice could be heard five miles away.

"Ahh Bigger! Mai jumped up and down and beckoned.

"More snow!" Haha, learn my sister's words.

"Master, are you online?"

"Clairvoyant, can you hear me?"

……

The crowd walked sparsely in a row, just like the procession of the West to learn the scriptures. When I got home, the ground was white. Bao Xiaoxing pushed open the door of her house, and everyone waited for her outside the door, because she was wearing an old pair of cloth shoes left by her father. Thanks to these old cloth shoes, she was given another chance to go home.

After changing his shoes, Bao Xiaoxing walked from the backyard to the door, passing by the family's farm tools, a childhood cart, a straw hat left by his father, a spinning wheel from his mother, lamps and ropes, doors, horse coats, windows, and pillars...... Finally, she left the house. Reluctantly, there will be a farewell. The emotions in her heart were suppressed by the years, and she always seemed so quiet and peaceful, quietly and peacefully watching Wei Chip re-lock the door of the house with the new lock.

This may be the last time she has ever gone home.

It's still a woman's sensitiveness, and perhaps, the feeling of homelessness is only understood by Mai. It took nearly twenty minutes for Bao Xiaoxing to change her shoes, and Mai Zao saw the sadness in her eyes and proposed, "Aunt Xing, why don't you sleep here tonight, and I'll go back with Long first." It's hard to come back and stay here for the night! ”

The people who had made the appointment were going to go to the eldest brother's house for dinner, but Mai felt that there were too many people, so he came up with this sentence. In any case, Mai said what Bao Xiaoxing said in her heart - she was reluctant to leave Bao Jiayuan like this. But tomorrow morning to go to Zhongjiawan, in the afternoon to the eldest aunt's funeral, and the return ticket at noon, she has not accompanied enough elderly aunt. The woman hesitated, her eyes looking at Haha silently.

"What? Aunt Xing, are you going to sleep with your aunt tonight? My mother has already packed up the kang and is waiting for you! "Wei Chip is reluctant to keep it.

"Auntie, you sleep here tonight, I'll come and pick you up tomorrow morning, and then let's go to Zhongjiawan, and finally go to Nanguo Village—how about it?" Mai asked.

At this moment, Bao Xiaoxing didn't know what he was thinking at all, his aunt was reluctant, and Bao Jiayuan was even more reluctant. In the end, she nodded her head in obedience: "Cheng." ”

"Mai, you two are going too, dinner is ready at home, and a big table has been prepared." Wei Chip to keep his relative Mai of the same generation.

Mai insisted on leaving, and Hyosung followed her, so she watched the two leave Baojiayuan and rush to Nianqiao Village. Bao Xiaoxing was very happy that he could finally stay in Baojiayuan for one night. After dinner, Hyosung wanted to see the snow scene, and the sister-in-law found a pair of thick cotton boots for her to put on, and the second sister-in-law took the second brother's military coat and put it on her, and Bao Xiaoxing went out armed like a big bear. Because of the snow, it was dark and not dark, and the ground was shining, and Hyosung slowly walked out of the village alone, only to find that there was a curious person behind him—haha.

"Grandma, where are you going?" Haha asked with a blow.

"On the wheat field. Come on, let's do it together! Hyosung turned around and stretched out his hand, haha took advantage of the situation to run up and grab his aunt's hand.

The two walked hand in hand through the alley, bypassing the one-meter-thick honey locust tree, through the former persimmon orchard, and to the wheat field in the east. More than half of the large wheat field has now been requisitioned, and the remaining corner has become Hyosung's amusement park for the night. She patted the snow on Haha's body, put on a hat and wrapped a scarf around the child, and then reached out to catch the snow as light as a feather, and kept taking it. Haha learned to look like Da Rao, and he was so cold that he jumped and swords

The stone shaft that crushed the ears of wheat in the early years was still there, and the Hyosung girls usually stepped on it and spun around a few times, then jumped down and ran on the wheat field - they could still run! The woman laughed softly, as if she had returned to her childhood, as if she had discovered a new self. The paulownia tree in the south is so thick that Hyosung can't hold it, and looking up at the huge canopy, the woman can't help but want to make a wish. In the early years, there was a clump of moonflowers on the west side of the wheat field, and because no one took care of them, the main trunk of the moonflower grew thicker than an arm, so Hyosung pulled it around, but unfortunately he did not find the shadow of the moonflower.

Dandelion, morning glory, cactus, broom grass, ground melon, purslane...... Where is the show of creation on the wheat field? Figs, jujube trees, walnut trees, pomegranate trees, tree trees...... Where are the motivations that sparked generations of children to form group treasure hunts now? Old willows, toons, pears, birches, mulberries, elms...... How many old trees are left before civilization? Magpies, woodpeckers, pigeons, warblers, starlings, crows, letters...... Is the free envoy in the tree gone? Yellow grass snake, hare, hedgehog, toad, worm, shell...... Where do those who have stories live now?

Every porridge and rice are clear, every grass and tree is proud, guarding the world of love and beauty, the long stream of water, and the white head of affection - the past era is like wearing contact lenses, which makes Bao Xiaoxing extremely nostalgic. In the summer afternoon, under the shade of the trees and pergola, I shook the fan and spit out watermelon seeds, and in the winter afternoon, I sat by the flower pond and drank tea and mixed my mouth in the sun. Old children, old children, the two of them can still make fun of each other when they are old, you tease me and I scold you, after living a life like this, what is the fear of death! Even if one person leaves before the other, the remaining people guard the soul of another Rao, continue to live hard, and do not let the two Rao worlds collapse—the house must be neat and refreshing, the food should be delicate and flavorful, the fields should grow and collect, and life must be elegant and charming—for this purpose, the people who remain will not be sad for the rest of their lives. Labor and harvest are always full and warm, and vigorous fruits and vegetables and crops are always joyful and fulfilling. Give love to the world, and the world will give love.

Bao Xiaoxing fantasized about her old age - her and Zhong Li's old age, her old age in Bao Jiayuan, and the same old age that she fantasized about over the years. Wearing, she is still a second-generation farmer, and when she is old, she wishes to return to her roots. This fantasy does not originate from the influence of traditional Chinese culture, but only the sincere desire of a wanderer.

Happiness is a circle drawn in everyone's heart, stepping into the circle of happiness to sit and enjoy happiness, even if you go out even if you are long, rich, expensive, peaceful, happy, you can't feel the existence of happiness. Happiness is very ethereal and simple, and happiness is often lacking as a discipline in the West. Bao Xiaoxing has been busy with this useless work for half his life, but he can't make himself happy, let alone bring his children happiness at ease. As a mother, she felt like a failure. The snow on the ground was already thick, but it was thick when you stepped on it without sound. I really want to build a big snowman for my son, but I haven't seen snowflakes until now!

"Chengcheng? Chengcheng? Completion? ”

"Hey."

"Tell you to come down and write down, how can you get old!" The middle-aged man suppressed his dissatisfaction in a loud voice.

The child was speechless, and the conversation fell silent.

After changing his tone, the middle-aged man continued: "The light above is too dark, it's not good for your eyes, why are you doing your homework on it?" Hurry down! ”

"Oh." The child replied in a whisper.

Not long after, Zhong Xuecheng came down with a stall of books and books, turned on the light at the door of the shop, and continued to write at the counter where his mother used to tutor him with homework. Zhong Li was satisfied, staring at Xuecheng's back, and his anger gradually dissipated.

Why would he be angry about such an incident? It's not weird.

Since the relationship between their husband and wife has been completely cold in the past few months, the shop has ceased business, Hyosung has stopped coming, and Xuemei has gone to Chongqing, his son rarely does his homework on the first floor. Not only do I do my homework, but I rarely play even on the first floor. Sometimes I know that my son is in the shop, but I can't see people or hear at all, especially when my son goes to live in Fuchun District for a while and then returns to the shop, like an invisible person wearing a ring all day long. The more the child is like this, the more dissatisfied and irritable Zhong Li becomes, and he must let the child appear in front of him to feel comfortable and reasonable. It's normal for a father to want to see his son, but Zhong Li doesn't understand that he wants to see his son because he loves him deeply, and he doesn't understand why his son always avoids him.

Of course I'm scared!

I am particularly afraid of my father this year, especially after my mother doesn't come to the shop, my sister goes to college, and my grandfather goes to work, as long as I am alone with my father within five meters, I suddenly have a kind of fear. With one heart and two pairs of eyes squinting, he keeps an eye on his father like a pet cave owner. It is only when you can't see and hear your dad that this fear will be lifted naturally. Dad was very good to himself during this time, and seemed to be better than grandpa, but his changeable mood, good and bad temper, and beating and scolding him in the past made the child daunting. Forever! Forever, he lifted his father, afraid that his eyes would suddenly sharpen, that he would stand up, that he would speak loudly, that he would reach out and hit him.

Zhong Li felt that he had worked hard to change, he was trying to quit drinking, trying to be gentle, trying to care for his son and comfort him, but Xuecheng always avoided him. This obsessive-compulsive disorder, which is angry and makes his son appear in his field of vision, will break out of the cage at any time like a beast. He is controlling himself, he wants to be a qualified father, he wants to coax his son to sleep, accompany his son to dinner, tutor his son with his homework, and then expect his son to cling to him like an ordinary son to hug, coquettish him, and giggle with him, but every time Sakura sees his son shrugging his shoulders and facing him sideways in front of him, Zhong Li is distressed and angry at the same time.

This is a contradiction, in the face of the contradiction, Zhong Li gave priority to his own interests and wishes, that is, he forced his son to appear in front of him again and again, and forced his son to accept his father's love with fear.

The beast tries its best to show love in front of the cute, but it is the beast itself and its nature that the cuteness fears.

"Oh, what's going on?" Hanging antelope words, the old horse pouted and shook his head at Yangyang and sighed.

"Huh?" Yang Yang's head trembled with curiosity.

"Your mom just called, and she came back late tonight, asking her to keep an eye on your weekend homework! What's the matter? The old horse asked.

"Huh?" Yangyang's brain is mushy, and he seems to understand whether he understands or not, or he pretends not to understand.

"Go get your homework! It's half past seven, and I'm going to stop when I'm writing one—quick! ”

Yangyang didn't move with his eyes half-closed, and continued to touch the toys next to his grandfather's bed.

"Quick!" Old Ma raised his voice to scare her.

Yang Yang paused for a few more seconds, turned around pitifully, and went back to his room to get his homework gloomily. Lao Ma saw that she was obedient, and his heart was so happy that he smiled, and then drank the last two cold medicines prescribed by the doctor, took the hookah after drinking the medicine, opened the Qin Dialect Opera, and stared at the rippling pen while smoking.

In this way, under the rough accompaniment of Qin Yan, the grandfather and grandson began a mime performance that they had to come again every night - one painted flowers, the other secretly laughed; One wanders, the other shakes his head and sighs; One picks paper and bites the pen, the other glares and snorts; One snoozes and drools, the other blows his beard and knocks on the table; One asks in the open, and the other answers ignores; One fell on the bed with a delicate pen, and the other closed the book with a smile and put away the pen and sorted out the schoolbag.

In the evening, Ma Guiying was going home, but she didn't expect Wang Fuyi to suddenly call her and invite her to a very distinctive tavern. It turned out that Gui Ying had received the gift he had bought before, and Wang Fuyi was unexpectedly happy, and he had to ask for a meal back. Gui Ying couldn't reply, so she could only agree. After the two met, Wang Fuyi took Gui Ying to drive to a tavern called the Light Source Clan.

"Why are you in the city today?" Gui Ying asked in the car.

"I've been doing it lately. You also know that my company's customers have a lot of Anke industry, Mr. Qian's exhibition has benefited many people, I have talked about a lot of customers, thank you Mr. Qian, and your manager! Wang Fuyi is good at touting, but the woman he touts is Guiying in addition to customers.

"Don't! See you outside! Oops...... I'm really tired of these days! The work is a mess, the family is a mess, and I slept from half past nine last night to this morning! Hum! "Gui Ying is weak.

"Normal life is a mess, and bad is the true meaning of life, hahaha...... Don't worry, it's coming soon, and give our dedicated manager Ma some energy in the evening! ”

Idle two ran at the door of the tavern. After parking the car, the hostess led them in through the side door of the tavern. Flowers fill the corridors, long red lanterns hang on the corridors, and a delicate stream of meandering water flows under the lanterns, and the intermittent sound of the guqin and the occasional smell of agarwood roaming through the tavern—a place of ease and purity. Following Fu Yi, Gui Ying walked through the giant hanging cloth of landscape paintings and came to the pavilion-shaped tavern.

"'Reading is everywhere in the pure land, and the door is deep in the mountains'."

Gui Ying was attracted by the giant calligraphy and painting in the tavern, and fell into deep thought as she read it. This should be the realm that Zhiyuan has been pursuing, she suddenly felt that she understood the meaning of this text, and she was a little proud. The two sat behind the solid wood round table, Fu Yi was ordering, and Gui Ying stared at the words on the teapot and lost his mind again - "Calm your heart and prolong your life, and you don't want to grow your spirit."

"What would you like to eat?" Fu Yi asked.

"I had dinner, you can order whatever you want."

"This is a wine from Japan, the degree is not large, I will order a few more, you can taste the high and low." Wang Fuyi closed the broadcast with a smile.

"It's a great place to be! As soon as I entered the tavern, I immediately forgot about my troubles. Gui Ying looked at the famous paintings, calligraphy and quaint books on the shelves posted everywhere and sighed sincerely.

"yes, it's a bit of a paradise! When I'm troubled, I used to come here alone to drink. The key is that the environment is extremely quiet and dark, and as soon as people arrive here, their hearts will sink. So I'm going to take you here to meditate, to relax. ”

"Why didn't you bring me earlier? Instantly, it feels like you've missed 100 million light-years. Gui Ying sipped her tea and watched the mysterious tavern, which had no electric lights and electric rods, and flickered candles, kerosene lamps, and marquee lamps everywhere.

"How's it going?" Fu Yi filled Gui Ying with tea.

"Hey, don't mention it, the venue is very bleak today, and everyone's faces are not good. Ben was expecting Saturday to be as crowded as ever when it opened to the public, hey...... It's miserable! The customer response is not good, and we complain as soon as we meet, and our salesman can't stand up in front of the customer. Gui Ying shook her head and sighed.

"Normal! The economy is in a downturn, and the exhibition will definitely be affected. How does the money come from? 'The exhibition is the mirror of economic development', hahaha...... No matter what you do, you can't expect to thrive forever. Besides, many people secretly don't know how many customers they have talked to, and he won't treat you organizers on the surface! When Wang Fuyi imitated Mr. Qian's speech, he laughed at Gui Ying.

"That's right! Today, Sister Li and Mr. Lao Qian ...... It's obviously not the same as before. ”

"How is it different - humble?" Fu Yi sipped tea and raised his eyes.

Gui Ying nodded with a wry smile and said, "It was the customer who bent down before, but now it is the organizer who bends down, hum!" ”

"It's also a good thing. If you don't change your attitude, your customers will all be pried away by competitors. Have you ever seen the security exhibition (another exhibition in the same industry, the biggest competitor of the security exhibition) over there to the customer! I can't even pull that figure, but you have to admit that people are doing better than Anke Exhibition now. ”

"I haven't seen it. The service is good, the activities organized are very professional, and the response to the forum and conference is also good. Gui Yingwan lowered his head.

Seeing Gui Ying's dark face, Wang Fuyi changed the topic and said, "Gotcha!" Let's not talk about work, I invite you to thank you and let you relax by the way. ”

While the two were admiring the tavern decorations, the wine came up. The fist-sized Guanyin bottle was filled with ten bottles in one go, each bottle containing a different wine, and the middle-aged lady poured wine for the two while introducing it. Ma Guiying, who was accustomed to drinking inferior wine and high-quality wine at the wine table, tasted such a mellow and sweet wine for the first time, and couldn't hold it for a while, so she drank a lot of everything. The wine is getting stronger, drunk and unknowing, and a mouth is like the water that breaks the embankment - a little bit of Zhu Bajie's Han, a little Sun Wukong's essence, and a little Tang Seng's broken thoughts. Wang Fuyi lay on his side on the thick puff mat, squinting and smiling like a reclining Buddha, letting Gui Ying wander in the air, like a girl, like a child, like a close friend.

“…… If the lawsuit between Feihai Company and Hongming Technology really starts, I don't think anyone will be able to save face, and even if they turn over in the future, they will also be branded with a black history in the industry! A management pervert, a misappropriation of technology, hey...... Eh, old leader, do you know that it is snowing in the north? My friend went home to mourn and caught up with the snow and took a lot of pictures of the snow. Wow! It's white, we are there on the Loess Plateau, you stand on the plain and look at it, and the ground is full of snow! I was so distracted that I thought I was in the snow for several moments, probably because the air conditioning in the exhibition hall was too cold...... As soon as these two cooled down, our old family had a fever, hey I didn't care about it at all, I usually see him shrewd and capable everywhere to pick my thorns, and I really didn't realize that he was really old until I was sick...... Do you remember Zheng Shan, who had an accident some time ago? I lived with you, he went back to his hometown today, and sent me a long text message before leaving, oops, my lord, I was in the car looking at the text message and burst into tears......"

During the conversation, the Japanese food ordered by Wang Fuyi was also served. The dishes in the delicate dishes were so hungry that Gui Ying seemed to have not eaten for three years, picked up the chopsticks and ate them politely. Wang Fuyi drank a few glasses of wine at first, but then stopped drinking or eating, and quietly listened to Gui Ying pour out her troubles—work, parents, children, hometown, friends, girlfriends...... These, Wang Fuyi's parents are gone, his children are gone, his marriage is broken, his friends are far away, and he only has money-making jobs left in his life, and work is boring and boring for him. The company is steadily expanding, the factory has more and more orders, and he does not have much sense of accomplishment and happiness as the helmsman, which is due to the fact that Wang Fuyi is an open-minded but richer person.

Money has long been unable to satisfy his pursuit of life, and he longs for a perfect woman, but unfortunately that person has not appeared for a long time. The woman in front of her is not perfect, but she is funny, intelligent, cute, kind, straightforward, loyal, enthusiastic, and full of fireworks. He admired all of Ma Guiying's strengths, which were more than enough to offset her insignificant flaws. After the divorce, he became more and more sure that Ma Guiying was the perfect existence in his heart.

It's hard to talk about and a little shy.

For today's gathering, Wang Fuyi, as a person who has come over and is not confused, is also prepared. Carefully selected watches, color-matched socks, light men's perfumes, thoughtful sunglasses, and a hairstyle that is not easy to show, and a set that was only chosen when I tinkered with more than a dozen outfits. This is a set of expensive black Tang suit, in order not to look old, he specially chose a style without old-style buttons, with an off-white Chinese shirt, and under the loose pants, he chose a pair of new white trendy casual sneakers...... Wang Fuyi didn't want to make himself too bells and whistles and pretend to be tender, and he didn't want to dress too old-fashioned and featureless for Gui Ying to ignore. He never speculated about what kind of person Gui Ying's husband was, nor did he want to pretend to be himself to study Gui Ying's preferences, he thought that his confidence and generosity were enough to attract Gui Ying's attention and favor, however, at this moment, while Gui Ying was eating and drinking, the man who had been in the mall for a long time was distracted and doubted whether his clothes would look weird and awkward in Gui Ying's eyes, and this thought made him uncomfortable.

"You really don't eat it? If you don't eat it again, I'll eat it all! Ma Guiying asked as she picked up the last plate of salmon.

"Ah...... Belch...... I don't eat, I don't eat. You ate it all this time, next time you invite me to dinner! Wang Fuyi lifted his chin.

"Oops, tired, drink some more. This wine is really—well—to drink! How did you find out here? Why do you enjoy life so much? It's infuriating! I hate it the most, people have money and leisure, it's not that they are stupid! You, you, driving a luxury car and wearing a famous watch, can still find this kind of good place for cheap leisure and elegance - it's so hateful! I want to eat and drink poor! Ma Guiying poured wine and tasted it by herself.

"Humph! Then you'll have to work hard! Wang Fuyi laughed.

When Gui Ying was drinking, Fu Yi sat up and ordered another ten bottles of wine on his mobile phone, and soon the hostess brought it up, Ma Guiying was full of wine, and he was as greedy as a drunkard.

"It's crooked! I didn't really know I could drink before, and it was only after I did this business that I realized that I drank too much, oops...... Definitely genetic! The old village chief of our family has poured liquor on me - more than 50 degrees! I poured liquor into my daughter some time ago! Yangyang is only four years old! Four-year-old! We had a big quarrel over this, and the old man ran away from home......"

Ma Guiying ticked for a long time, went to the bathroom in the middle, and was obviously drunk when she came back, walking to help, her body was shaking, her speech speed slowed down, and she pulled the tail note. Wang Fuyi listened to her like listening to jazz music, laughing shallowly and secretly, a middle-aged man hadn't laughed like this for a long time. Don't think about Gui Ying, even if he has such a good and honest friend around him, he feels precious and satisfied. After Gui Ying got drunk, Wang Fuyi relaxed a lot, and he no longer had to worry about his clothes being self-defeating, but the man was a little disappointed in his heart.

This time it failed again. Gui Ying couldn't see the meaning in his eyes after all.

Is Ma Guiying really so stupid? Too stupid to see that a man is interested in her? Look at Gui Ying, her family is neither perfect nor bad, her work is not successful or clumsy, her social, emotional, health, children, life pursuits, etc. are all the same - not top-notch, not procrastinating, not perfect and not bad. Gui Ying herself is also the kind of person who has no great pursuit but is determined about something, and is willing to work hard and spend the rest of his life for what he is sure of. Such a Ma Guiying is not clumsy, and secondly, she is not stupid, and she sighs and is dull. This woman is really just very slow and wooden in love.

However, this dullness tormented Wang Fuyi. He wanted to quit the dangerous game and the desire to go out of line, but the other party didn't notice it - is a criminal who has not been investigated by the police still called a criminal? He wanted to fight for it selfishly, for the love of his heart, in order to take Gui Ying's happy troubles and the excitement with fireworks for himself, but the other party was stunned that there was no signal and could not be received. Neither is it advancing or retreating. In the end, Wang Fuyi chose to continue - continue to pretend to be boring to her and ridicule her figure, continue to confess that he is a commercial purpose and profit motive for her, continue to perform that he is her good friend and leader, and continue to do everything possible to keep a distance from her.

In the blink of an eye, at eleven o'clock, Gui Ying was already paralyzed, and her mouth was still carefully describing her romantic life after retirement. Wang Fuyi got up to pay the bill, then called a car and helped her up to take her home. After arriving at the gate of Jinhua Blessed Land, Wang Fuyi thought about all kinds of inconveniences, and finally used Gui Ying's mobile phone to call Gui Ying's father. Not long after, Lao Ma and Zai went downstairs to pick up people, and when they saw Gui Ying drunk like mud, Lao Ma didn't take a step forward but took two steps back: "Hey, that...... Why don't you carry her up?" We couldn't lift it. ”

"Oh...... Ok, good, good! Helplessly, Wang Fuyi got out of the car and showed his face, and carried Gui Ying into the antelope ladder with Zaizai.

"Tsk...... Ay...... Hmph...... "Lao Ma looked at Gui Ying in the elevator, rolling his eyes and looking displeased. The old man was worried about her body and disgraced her.

"A few customers drank together, Manager Ma drank too violently......" Wang Fuyi explained sweating.

Lao Ma glanced at Wang Fuyi a few times, a little familiar, so he asked, "Are you her colleague or?" ”

"Uncle Ma, we have met-Cultural Fair! Got an impression? ”

"Oh-oh! Remember, remember! The old horse changed his complexion, and scanned Wang Fuyi from top to bottom and from bottom to top a few times.

"You-oh...... forgot what he was thinking, Lao Ma scratched his face and asked, "She had stomach bleeding some time ago, if you are present in the future, tell her to drink less." After the old horse finished, he felt that something was wrong and a little embarrassed.

"Uncle Ma, I know!" Wang Fuyi's face was full of shame, and Gui Ying's father's eagle eyes stared at him so that he was about to show his original form.

"It's finally here, my mom is too heavy! Ten people can't lift it! The elevator door opened, and Tsai Tsai complained while blocking the elevator door.

After the old horse opened the door, several people entered the house. After putting Gui Ying down on the bed, Wang Fuyi didn't dare to look more, and hurried out of Gui Ying's room.

"You're her former leader, aren't you? Why don't you sit down for a while? The old horse remembered the previous situation and pointed to the sofa and asked.

"Uh...... No...... Be...... It's too late and inconvenient, uncle, I'll go first! Wang Fuyi rushed to the door in embarrassment.

"Oh! Boy, send this uncle down. "The old horse shouted for the boy to come out.

"Okay."

Tsai Tsai ran out neatly and sent Uncle Wang to the gate of the district very politely all the way. After saying goodbye, Wang Fuyi kept wiping his sweat and rubbing his face and chin. Gui Ying's son's politeness swept his face like a spring breeze, but he was blown extremely uncomfortable. Once the scope of love is broadened, it suddenly looks mother-in-law and ethereal, and all the ones that can't be hit by the eight poles are in the circle.

When the boy came back, he took off his shoes and socks to cover his mother, and then took a shower and cleaned up to bed. But the old horse couldn't sleep. As a rural person, he is simple and straightforward, but after living for 70 years and seeing cows, ghosts, snakes and gods for 70 years, who is coquettish, who is brave and loyal, who is cunning and cunning, who is stupid and stupid like a cow, the old village chief can still see it, even if he can't see it clearly for a while, he will have a vague perception on the spot. This night, the old horse's perception result was - one lacks a heart eye and one has many heart eyes. Thank you, Gui Ying is five big and three thick, and she is full of tiger strength, which is not like an ordinary girl, which makes the family fearful. Then that person, the body is like a tiger, the court is full, the eyes are stable, the manners are righteous, and the face is blessed, no matter how you look at it, it is better than the boy and his father, and the old horse only blames himself for his bad luck. 166 Reading Network