(Due to the excessive number of words in this chapter, it has been updated twice, and the following is the second half of "54 addresses.") ）

After a moment, the embarrassed young man opened his mouth and said, "Well, it's the last time." Anyway...... We're not going to be in touch again—after all, it's a senior year of high school next year......"

"Didn't you just ask your dad if I chose a major?"

"Uh...... Yeah! Yeah! He Yiming nodded frequently, and he didn't know what to do when he finished ordering.

The table is more than one meter long and seventy centimeters wide, and the two people are separated by two plates, like a Yellow River, and the communication is particularly difficult, but they are exposed to each other as if there is nothing in the middle, and they are so ashamed that they dare not raise their heads or speak angrily.

A few minutes later, Jue Handian was about to come back, He Yiming lifted the gift towards Gu Shuyu, coughed and coughed hoarsely: "I...... I actually...... That one...... That one...... Oh! Will you come back to the party in the future? ”

"Come on! My mother likes Handian very much, he is very cute and simple, and she wants to accept him as her godson! As long as I have a party with Handian, my mother never objected. ”

"Oh!" He Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, but he never said what he wanted most.

After a while, Shu Yu saw Yiming's eyes looking forward to it and looking left and right, his heart was anxious and his face was cramped, so he had to give him a step: "I will accept the things, don't send them again in the future." ”

I put my things on the couch where I was sitting.

He Yiming smiled slightly, relieved.

"It's winter vacation, please go to Happy Valley to play, is it okay?" Yiming asked shyly.

"Uh......"

Shu Yu was hesitating, and Han Dian came back. Because Shu Yu was in a hurry, the three of them had to disperse. He Yiming walked all the way to the subway station in a difficult mood, and took the subway back on the way back. After coming back, he lay on the bed and repeatedly recalled Gu Shuyu's expression and eyes—shy, aggrieved, envious, and silent...... He sweetly ran over each expression in his mind dozens of times, repeating her words and recalling her usual movements until he fell asleep.

After waking up from a nap in the afternoon, Gui Ying suddenly asked Zhiyuan: "Honey, have you rested?" ”

"Take a nap, it's okay, what's wrong?"

"How about we go out and have fun? The family of the Great National Day is stuck at home. ”

"Where are you going?" The tired Zhiyuan was a little curious.

"Dameisha, Dapeng at the end of the field, East and West Chong, Yangmei Keng...... What are we afraid of if we have a car, pull up the old two to go back at two o'clock! ”

"Forget it, it's too far, I'm still at work. Don't you want to prepare for your father's birthday, I'm too tired today to rest tomorrow, how do you go to Hunan? ”

"Uh...... Or mangrove forests and Shenzhen Bay? ”

"This ...... Yes, but there should be a lot of people today! ”

"More is more, it's time to go out for a wave, our family has not gone out much since the Hong Kong tour, and the shopping mall opposite has not been visited once."

"Okay, you go and tell them to get up, I'll pack my things." Zhiyuan was stiff and sore like an old man, and slowly left the bed.

So the husband and wife split up. At four o'clock in the afternoon, the group got out of the car and arrived at Shenzhen Bay. Good guys, from the parking lot to the street, from the street to the Happy Coast, there are high and low heads everywhere you look. In order to protect the child, He Zhi carried Yangyang remotely, Gui Ying let the others walk in front, and she guarded behind.

There is a singing and dancing performance on the stage at the moment, five or seven girls are wearing golden costumes that expose their navels and are twisting, the old horse can't see clearly from a distance of dozens of meters, only listening to the music cheerful and loud, which is completely different from the village troupe. After watching the singing, dancing, musical instruments and magic show in the crowd, Gui Ying arranged for her family to sit on the shore and wait to enjoy the water performance. The performance was good-looking, but there were too many people, and the crowd was scattered and cheerful, and the black pressure made the old horse upset. Most of the people who come from the village can't stand this kind of high-density, large-scale crowd gathering.

When it was time to eat, the old horse, who was a little dizzy in the crowd, proposed to go to the beach, so Zhiyuan took a tent from the car, and set up a tent on the beach with the old man and Yangyang, enjoying the sea view, Gui Ying and Zai Tsai went to the nearby shopping mall and bought dinner. At night, many people crowded to watch the fireworks show, and there were fewer people on the beach, so Lao Ma enjoyed a moment of leisure.

"It turns out that the photos of the crowds on the National Day and Spring Festival on the news are not cheating!" The old horse sat outside the tent and rushed away.

"No, a lot of people who go out of the city for a road trip or go back to their hometown today are probably still stuck in traffic jams."

"I was walking in the crowd and I was so dizzy! I had to take my time when I turned around - I was afraid of falling to the ground with a bang! Look at sitting by the sea right now, okay! The old horse was amazed at how his body reacted.

"It could be the same disease!"

"Oh? And this disease! You give it to me. The old horse glared at Zhang Fei.

"What! There is a method that the human eye sees and has a category. There is a limit to what the eyes can see, how fast they can move and how many things they can move, just like some people have stomach aches after eating too much, have numb ears when they listen too much, and have a headache when they smell too strong. Some people have no problem with their eyes, and some people feel that they can't stand moving too much and too fast, so they feel dizzy and nauseous. ”

"Oh! And this disease. ”

"Well, it's called crowd phobia. There is also an explanation that is attributable to the psychological or spiritual. ”

"The people in this city are so pitiful, they are so crowded with their feet and feet that they look at the scenery as if they are going to the market, what is the meaning. People in the village need to play in the mountains and rivers, live in the mountains and rivers, in addition to the New Year's lively, the village is light and quiet all year round. ”

"Hmm." Zhiyuan agreed.

"Everything is good in the city, but it's crowded. Is the beauty of crowding still called beauty? It's like sugar water, if you put a little bit of it, it's sweet, and it's too greasy and disgusting. The old horse looked at the bay.

After dinner, two women sat in the tent and three men sat outside the tent.

"It would be nice to have playing cards, and you can also play cards and fight landlords!" Gui Ying joked.

"Let Yangyang recite a poem! Recently, when I put her to sleep, I taught her to memorize poems, and she learned quite quickly! The old horse happily proposed.

"Yes!" The two parents responded enthusiastically.

"Which one to back?" Clever and excited, please ask grandpa.

"Uh...... "Liar", the chicken in the East Village - start!" The old horse clapped his head and started to do so.

So the men cleared their throats, knelt in their tents, faced the sea, and chanted the following hymns:

"The Liar" - chickens and phoenixes in the East Village, Nanzhuang turned into cows on horses, and they were wrapped in fur furs in June. Trees should be planted on the ridge, and the boat is good in the ditch. The urn comes with big meat steamed buns, and my eggplant is as big as a bucket! ”

After Yangyang finished reciting, Lao Ma and Zhiyuan nodded and smiled, Gui Ying patted the grass and burst into laughter, and the boy didn't understand.

"What kind of poem is this? Actually memorized in tongues? Tsai asked.

Gui Ying, who couldn't help laughing, spoke: "Although I didn't understand, I have an inexplicable sense of joy in reciting poems in my hometown!" Hahaha......"

"This poem is so easy to understand, but I haven't understood it. The chickens in the East Village gave birth to phoenixes, the horses in Nanzhuang became cows, they wore leather jackets in June, planted trees on corrugated trees, rowed boats in the ditch, meat steamed buns were so big, and his eggplant rice buckets were big! The old horse smiled and gestured, and everyone laughed innocently.

"Isn't this a jacket?" Tsai asked with a smile.

"That's right, this poem is a joke on a liar." Zhiyuan explained the topic to his son.

"Anything else? Another earthy children's poem! Gui Ying asked the elder.

"Na, recite that "Zhang Guo Lao", the hunched waist and ridge are sixty years high - start!" The old horse clapped his head again.

"The hunched waist is sixty years high, the head is old, the clouds travel all over the red dust road, drive the white cloud donkey to carry high, and overwhelm the stone bridge to Yuezhou City. The pillar has a spotted bamboo cane, wears a coarse cloth robe, and has also been drunk to the peach. ”

As soon as the childish voice fell, applause rang out.

"It's a slippery back!" The elder brother gave a thumbs up and praised, and the younger sister opened her mouth and bit her tongue in shame.

"Where did you get all these things in your stomach, why don't I know?" Gui Ying was surprised.

"Sir taught. We went to school to memorize these, and we finished learning the Chinese characters in the poems. I've been to school for a few years! When the old horse was finished, everyone laughed.

"Anything else?" Zhiyuan listened with special interest.

"Ah, there's also a "Reading the World", a short-lived partiality - the beginning!" The old horse stretched out his big palm and slid down quickly like a referee in front of Yangyang.

So Tanhua instantly became a robot that made a strip, and memorized it mechanically in a pure Weibei dialect: "Reading the World" - the short-lived partiality of Bo Xing, the old-fashioned partiality meets the truth, and the ruthless fantasy meets the amorous. The ignorant pity is sleepy, the falcon is sorry, and if you want to despise others, you will despise yourself. ”

Another round of applause lasted for a long time, and even the couple in the tent next door applauded when they heard this poem in the local dialect. Seeing that everyone was cheering, they memorized two other poems taught by their grandfather, and then volunteered to recite the Mandarin poems taught by the teacher.

After laughing, Zhiyuan said to Gui Ying: "Look, it's still good to let dad take care of the child!" ”

"Belt! Strap on! Isn't this him with children? Yang Yang has been with him longer than with me! "When the mother was jealous.

After reciting the poem, the family ate fruit snacks, Weng and his son-in-law lay on the grass on both sides of the tent on both sides of the tent to blow the wind and listen to the sea, and the boy leaned on the big tree and brushed the video by the street lamp. ”

Tsai replied: "Do not disgrace the mission, the gift is in place." Then he sent a string of emojis.

Zhiyuan replied: "Mine is good, it's almost rippling." ”

Gui Ying released: "Mine is fine, I already have an idea for Yangyang's gift, and it will be announced later, but I need to brainwash them both of them." Ming Tsai helped to get the cake, and I came to prepare the banquet, and that's pretty much it. ”

After the three of them finished chatting, after a while, Gui Ying suddenly asked the old man: "Big!" You won't go back for a while now, didn't you tell my second brother? ”

"Well, I forgot."

"Just right, I'm with him."

A minute later, the brother and sister were connected by video call.

"Brother, what are you busy with today?" Gui Ying sat cross-legged in the tent on the seaside grass and greeted the second brother Ma Xingsheng, who was far away in Tunli.

"It's okay today, go to Yingge Valley to make sour dates! Hehe...... "Xingsheng smiled embarrassedly.

"How many pounds did you hit?"

"Probably not...... Six or seven pounds! ”

"You didn't hurt your hand, did you?" Gui Ying is worried.

"It's nothing, a little bit, it's been stabbed."

"I've got big news for you!" The third sister shook her wit in front of the second brother.

"What?" On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, there are still a few brave crickets in Huanjian Ma Xingsheng sitting alone in the house, locking the doors and windows, putting on thick autumn clothes, and lying on the sofa watching TV series.

"Big he's not going back! He's going to bring me the baby! ”

"Hasn't he always been annoying with dolls?" Prosperous and straightforward.

"Who knows, now I love to play with the baby again, maybe the old man was conquered by my baby's cuteness!" Gui Ying hugged her knees and smiled sweetly.

"Medium! It doesn't matter if the school is prosperous.

"Do you have the land at home alone?"

"Usually I'm alone, but when I'm busy, I call Xingcheng and them to help, and there is nothing wrong with the orchard. Da is not the village chief now, and the people in the village have nothing to do with him, so they will stay with you. ”

Hearing his son do this through the thin tent, the star of Majiatun, the old village chief, was unhappy.

The brother and sister chatted for a long time, but the old horse was bored and wanted to go to the beach for a walk, so he greeted Zhiyuan and got up to leave.

At night, the sea breeze blows to the land with a faint fishy smell, and the dark seaside woods are lit up with lights. The wind moves the leaves, the head rustles, the wind moves the water, and the waves shoot the case. The forests of banyan trees, linden trees, and mangroves in the water form a barrier that encompasses the bay and separates the secular from the concrete buildings.

The old man who was heading all the way to the northwest listened to the low and hoarse voice of the sea, and an old man like him laughed in the wind. It seems to be a song, sung by the sea, leisurely, slow but without losing the steady and vast rhythm, such as the steaming smoke, the flowing mountains and rivers, and the howling north wind...... Sounds from nature seem to have something in common, does this connection stem from the fact that they are one? Is it because they share the same heart?

There was a small laughter in the wind, and there were people running, cycling, walking dogs, and children on the road...... The old man had his hands behind his back, his head twisted to the left, and he had been staring at the sea level beneath the dark sky—he had never been so close to the sea, he had never looked at the sea so peacefully, and he had never walked so leisurely by the sea. Old horses and bets: There is not a single farmer in the Northwest who is not moved and happy when he sees the sea.

Twenty or thirty years ago, it was the time when the countryside was at its most prosperous and the rural population was the largest. In the evening, just like this seaside, many people come out to the wheat field for a walk, enjoy the coolness, take the baby, chat, and sing...... At that time, Majiatun was the most lively, and time flew by in a blink of an eye, and now there are only a handful of young people between the ages of 15 and 35 in Tunli - really a handful. And the most creative and passionate age group in this life is no less than fifteen and no less than thirty-five. How big and what kind of charm does the city have to suck these people away? Really, will the countryside become the largest nursing home in China in the future?

The old horse behind his hand thinks while looking at the sea. Countryside people walk with time, sensing the beauty of ten thousand kinds of life year after year, and the city is a black hole of time, where time has no meaning, just a symbol of measurement. Thousands of people flock to the city in every possible way, whether it is the guidance of the times or their own blind obedience. Lao Ma has been in the city for three months, and he has hardly seen a city man who lives comfortably and nourished, with a spring breeze on his face, and he has hardly seen a city man who releases a kind of happiness or love from the inside out when working, just like he is working in the orchard while laughing and listening to the play.

The old horse came here on the last train of his life, much like finding an answer to why people came to the city.

With an old living expenses, a job that has no time to breathe, a variety of loans, social interactions that are not far away, and a tired and weak body, think about how much energy you have left after you get home at 9 or 10 o'clock every night. A good night's sleep is hard to come by, and there is nothing else to ask for in the night. There are many kinds of nightlife, but when I go to bed at home, my life immediately wilts, like a dry leaf in late autumn, and sleeping on my head is already an old hearted reward. The fertility rate is invisibly suppressed by society, and how many couples are being forced to use the word Dink to hide their helplessness and inner fragility and sadness.

What do people exhaust themselves for? The house in the city—the old horse couldn't think of a better answer. The real estate black hole not only sucks up the wealth of society, making people docile, numb, deprived, and panicked, but it also sucks away a lot of libido (sexual power) from people, making young people abstinent. The hysterical passions of the wars or revolutions of history and the unsurpassed passion of dedication to the faith are in modern society the equivalent of madness, and those who are tired to the point of passive abstinence, those who dedicate themselves to righteousness at every turn are no different from fools. The era of fighting on the battlefield like princes and generals and heroes and heroes has gone, and the good bridge of strategizing and winning thousands of miles like literati and strategists has also been sealed, and a good night's sleep is still unwanted, not to mention others.

In addition to high-rise buildings, beautiful and prosperous, and delicate and extensive services, the contest between urban and rural areas also includes a contest of concepts, values, and lifestyles. People in the city don't necessarily eat much better than people in the countryside, people in the city don't necessarily live much bigger than people in the village, and the cars in the city people don't necessarily be more spacious or high-end than the cars in the villages! One by one, the comparison scores are barred, and Lao Ma doesn't believe that rural life is really so unbearable!

Unfortunately, the world has changed. The changes in the world have also led to social trends, ideas and collective choices. Before, the world was one by one, like grapes, piece by piece; Now, the world is layered on top of each other, like an onion, there is a world in a big world, there are big circles in the world, and there are circles in a big circle...... The world has changed, how can isolated and helpless rural areas be left alone? A seventy-year-old man like Lao Ma feels that he can't keep up with this era in this life.

The cities are clearly being industrialized, and the countryside is being purged by industrialization. Flooding ant holes, flying stones hitting birds' nests, bravely poking honeycombs, swimming naked to catch crabs...... Picking wild vegetables in spring, looking for shade forests in summer, looking for sour dates in late autumn, and snowball fights in winter...... All changes are accompanied by pain and loss. A pound of toon is sold to the city for sixty or seventy yuan, and a few people in the city can eat the Yin Chen all over the ground in February, and the dandelion balls in the new autumn dance in the wind, and a few city dolls have seen it...... Every plant has its own unique charm and meaning of existence, just like people; Every way of life, concept of survival, type of industry, ecosystem, and biome should be respected and cared for.

The fallen leaves are shallow, they don't know the time, and they will not be tolerated by the time. All the places where there is a bustle of rapid birth and death are all permanent insulated places. Lao Ma firmly believes that the swing in the countryside must be better than the swing in the city!

After making a video call with the second brother, Gui Ying came out of the tent to take a look, the old man went to the beach for a slow walk, Zhiyuan snored early in the morning, his son held his mobile phone and laughed and laughed, and his daughter picked wild flowers and weeds outside the tent.

Bang - bang - bang. Fireworks burst into the distance, illuminating the murky and dark sea. People watching the fireworks burst into laughter and crowd cries from time to time. In other tents nearby, couples snuggle up and whisper, adults with children can't help but tease sleeping babies, the sea breeze blows by, and the waves rush in front of them.

Gui Yingjue was in a good mood and wanted to come out to breathe. Suddenly, there was a knock, and a text message was received on her mobile phone, and she clicked on it to see that it was the bank's squeeze message. I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

September was overspent again. The washing machine for dishwashers and underwear cost more than 10,000 yuan, the online shopping on Alipay is more than 3,000, the gifts bought in the opposite shopping mall to buy discount clothes and shoes are more than 2,000, the vegetable and meat money, milk and egg money, and the working lunch money on WeChat are close to 2,000, and the gas fee is more than 400 yuan, and the medical insurance card to the hospital spends 900 yuan, the living expenses of the water and electricity three kinds plus the boy, and the breakfast and dinner money for the old man is 2,005, and she gave them more than 500 vitamins purchased by the two of them, and the gift to the teacher on Teacher's Day and the pocket money for the two children to start school forgot how much. I don't remember how many times I transferred to Zhiyuan's original salary card, and I forgot how much money I paid for the Mid-Autumn Festival to give gifts to relatives, colleagues and children, and the Mid-Autumn Festival gifts I bought for customers out of my own pocket......

As soon as Zhiyuan worked, it was obvious that the expenses were too large, and it was obvious that his salary could not cover the extra expenses. But Gui Ying couldn't move this account out or something, and no one could calculate it better than her in this bastard book at home, because no one but her was willing to do it. She loved him and was reluctant to force him. The people Gui Ying knows, no matter who they are, the family's economy is always more for one person and less for the other, which Gui Ying knows very well, so he never demands Zhiyuan. What's more, Zhiyuan himself doesn't like to settle accounts and can't settle accounts, but fortunately, he eats and wears frugally, and understands the words "open source and throttle".

At the moment, the old man is willing to take care of the children, which means that Zhiyuan can work, but the work in front of him ...... Gui Ying still likes him to do what he is good at. She also experienced a long pause and restart in her career, and she knew the difficulty of the process, so she didn't want to rush Zhiyuan, and she didn't want to knock on the side to imply anything. But I have to, at the moment, there is no business and no commission, and she is under a lot of pressure for such a large expenditure at home, which is very great. In October, the fixed expenses were already six or seven thousand, and in the first week of the first week, there were several big expenses - to celebrate the old man's birthday, a round-trip high-speed rail ticket to Hunan, and gifts to the in-laws' family......

The chubby woman curled herself up in the tent, trying to enjoy a moment of peace and purity, but her troubles burrowed into her brain like a sleepy worm, disturbing her. In a few years, she was able to pay off the mortgage in one go, bought a car and had some extra money to invest, and having to work this job gave her the greatest confidence in her life. More than ten years ago, Gui Ying remembered that when they lived in a house divided by Zhiyuan School, they worked alone and lived as a family of three, and their monthly expenses were at most four or five thousand yuan, with an average of only more than two thousand, and they could save a lot a year at that time. Now, the monthly social security and commercial insurance paid by the four of them alone is already 3,000 yuan, which is 36,000 yuan a year.

After the National Day, we must take down the order of Cheng Group, Gui Ying made a weak decision in the tent.

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