"Huh! Eat a spilled noodle ...... How do you use a bowl? "For dinner on Wednesday, Lao Ma stared at the blue and white bowl with the size of a plum in his palm, disdainful.

"Oh...... The old bowl that usually eats oily noodles is too big! The opening is bigger than the pot, that dishwasher...... It's not going to put it down! "Zhiyuan wants to eat with a bowl, and it will be more convenient to wash the dishes later.

There are three people in the old middle school, a plate of fried meat with chili peppers, a plate of fat sausages and dried sausages, and a pot of oily noodles, and the three of them sit on three sides, each with a blue and white bowl and a pair of red lacquer chopsticks in front of them.

The old horse sighed and picked noodles from the basin to eat. The old man finished eating bowl after bowl, and his two thick black hands danced in the air, picking noodles back and forth, and a lot of oily dregs fell from the table. One of the two dishes was too spicy, and Yang Yang ate like a dog and panted there; One is too oily, and the old horse eats greasy.

The old village chief was annoyed by the fact that the meal was so angry, boring, and uncomfortable that he repeatedly persuaded himself that he couldn't do anything about it, so he simply put down his chopsticks and left the table and didn't eat.

Lao Ma obviously doesn't like to eat sticky and greasy rice, where can the stomach and intestines that have eaten pasta all his life stand the stickiness, Ren Yingying and her son-in-law have to eat at least one meal of rice. I don't know where he bought the chili peppers, he wants some slightly spicy ones, he is stunned to buy the most spicy ones, it doesn't matter if he eats them or two, Lao Ma has been feeling that his excrement is also hot recently. Northwesterners don't understand Southerners. Hunan people really eat spicy, and the non-spicy or slightly spicy in the eyes of Hunan people is equivalent to the super spicy in the mouths of Shaanxi people. Zhiyuan once asked the old man if he wanted to put the chili pepper, and the old horse thought about not putting a little spicy and tasteless, for this, how much did the old man feel in his heart. Gui Yingxin couldn't notice it, plus she was used to eating Sichuan and Hunan cuisine outside for 20 years, and when she was pregnant, she often followed Zhiyuan everywhere to eat spicy Hunan cuisine, and the taste was the same as Zhiyuan.

The old horse is angry, not bowls, too spicy, and too much rice, but also cherry, at least seven or eight electrical appliances are turned on at home. The washing machine has a bucket a day, and sometimes there are only three or four pieces of clothing in a bucket; He has to be separated as an adult and a child, and his underwear is separated, all of which are his own family members who are paying attention to something.

There is also a sweeping robot, pick up a broom and sweep it in two or three minutes, you have to spend electricity and money, and people have to follow the sweeper to supervise it; The key robot is only responsible for sweeping the floor and not mopping the floor, it slowly sweeps it slowly, and the hind feet of Zhiyuan are dragged inside and out again - what is this for? Playing along?

The most angry is the dishwasher, and how much resentment the old horse has been saving recently. The broken thing is open for two hours, whining and whining, and there is no old dirt on the dishes after the meal, one or two times, four hours to wash, water and electricity consumption makes the old horse (dialect middle finger or brain) hurt, what a clear, two, wash and three disinfection, disinfect a fart, the old man has lived for 70 years and has not seen any poison.

Lying on a rocking chair alone, pretending to be happy to listen to the play, his heart is really unhappy, and he complains, gets angry, turns off the fire, and laments in his heart.

When he exhaled the smoke, he saw more than a dozen pots of flowers on the balcony, and the old horse was even more angry! Every time Zhiyuan tinkers, sometimes he carries a pot for watering, sometimes squats and prunes, and sometimes moves around to let the flowers bask in the sun...... One is gone for more than half an hour, and the other is so busy all day that his children can't see each other at all, these two ...... What a pair of living treasures.

The key is that He Zhiyuan is a family member, playing with flowers, washing vegetables, folding clothes at home, and he is gone, as if he doesn't need time and money. The old horse was so angry that he was about to vomit blood.

In order to live, the people of Tunli work day after day, year after year, spring sowing, summer length, autumn harvest, winter storage, and the nodes in the field cannot be delayed for a moment! The industrious old horse has lived all his life, and he has never seen the power of the earth and so generously to spend his time! Serving the old man to die, raising a baby to grow up, young people getting married, building a house and marrying a daughter-in-law...... Which is not a big expense? You are here here to water the flowers and grass, and your baby will have no living expenses, how can anyone harm life like this?

It takes more than half a year to make garlic moss, but how much is a pound of garlic moss when it comes out of the ground? When I planted tomatoes, I wanted to work hard this year to earn more, but when the tomatoes were transported from the field one by one, can the farmer make a net profit of three or five yuan for a box of ten pounds of tomatoes? Loosen the soil, fertilizer, choose seeds, listen to the price of green peppers this year is good, after a slip and a good planting, watering, hoeing, spraying, boil until the autumn to pick, hot hands happily hold the green peppers, two pounds can earn a few cents?

The crops in the field grow for a year, but you can count how much money you have earned this year, which is very small, and your heart is cold, even so, it will be the same for the next year. Living is not gambling - if you win this game, you will come back again, and if you lose this game, you will not do anything. Even if you lose money or don't make a break, you can continue in the coming year, because sowing is hope, because the coming year is hope. In the cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter, each round has a round of fate, and only by working hard can you live and live.

The scorching sun leaves marks on the back like a whip, and the heavy work leaves scars on the body like disease, what's the matter? Do you stop because you are injured and stop your fate? Because it doesn't go well, is it possible that adults like Zhiyuan stay at home and rely on women to raise them, spend their days without saying a word, and spend their lives in the kitchen lazily year after year?

Lao Ma saw his son-in-law grinding foreign work for these trivial things, and he felt terrified!

is sentimental, the boy is back. The middle-aged man cleaned up in the kitchen, Yangyang was still eating in the restaurant, and when he got home, he put down the key and changed his shoes to say hello.

"Why are you back so early?" Lao Ma asked his grandson.

"No 'what'! The evening self-study is Chinese and chemistry, I didn't fall behind in these two subjects, and I fell behind a lot in physics and mathematics, so I want to come back and make up for it myself. Also, the lights in the classroom are too bright, and my eyes have been very afraid of light recently, so I asked the teacher for leave and came back with uncomfortable eyes. "The teenager who hated the word "what" the most in the past, unconsciously brought the flavor of Shaanxi in Mandarin.

"Then why don't you eat at home?"

"At home...... It's too messy, troublesome! ”

"That's right!" The old horse let out a puff of smoke in agreement.

"The key is that you've been getting angry lately, and you're more like a woman with menopause, you chatter about almost every meal on weekends, and you love to pick on nothing else, how can I learn in this environment!" Tsai Tsai was afraid of being scolded, so he didn't wait for his grandfather to reply, and hurriedly went to the kitchen with his schoolbag to greet his father.

When the old horse heard what the boy said, he thought about it for a while. Originally, he thought that he had a host for resentment and everything was directed at the host, but suddenly he smiled like a child. It turns out that in the eyes of the child, he is the one who has nothing to do and makes monsters. Thinking of this, the old horse showed his black teeth and suddenly brightened.

Half of a year, I was supposed to be ready to go to bed, but suddenly I came to my senses, shaking my head and running around to paint for my grandfather. The old model sat in a rocking chair and didn't let him move, and he didn't lie on the ground and smeared. After a few minutes, the drawing was done.

The old horse held the painting and looked at it under the lamp, and laughed: "What are you painting?" Is this five or six turnips or your grandfather? You painted grandpa and painted your lips red! What is this called...... I don't want this! You redraw! ”

The old horse pretended to be angry and threw the painting to Yangyang.

Yangyang didn't accept it, and snorted: "That's what you look like!" ”

"Hu Jacket!" The old horse ignored it.

Seeing that her grandfather ignored her, the hot-blooded Yangyang sneaked into her brother's room.

"Brother, shall I draw for you?"

Tsai Tsai stared at the half of the pink face on the table, and said coldly: "I'm doing the question, don't bother here!" ”

"Hmm-" Yang Yang grabbed the table flute with his hands, twisting his ass and coquettishly.

"I'm going to take a midterm exam, and you're responsible for failing the exam?" The boy pointed his pen at his sister's forehead and yelled.

The old horse obeyed this, got up and went to the house to ripple.

"It's not okay to be nice, it's rare for you to paint for you!" Old Sprinkle Festival.

"It's obviously harassment or rare, besides, who wants her to be rare!" After the young man finished the word "rare", he smiled inexplicably.

"Bao'er, come out, hurry up!" The old horse dragged Yang Yang out of the room, and then closed the door and dragged her into his own room, intending to lull her to sleep.

The rippling chatter was noisy, and the old horse couldn't be subdued, so he simply let go and said, "Let's paint for your father, your father is in the kitchen." ”

"Just go!" The child, who has the obsession of a great painter, holds the drawing paper and colored pencils, and walks away.

Ten minutes later, someone came in with a painting in his hand and teased at the old man.

The old horse stared at the painting he couldn't understand, poked the paper and asked, "This boxy ...... What is it? ”

"Apron! A red apron with a bunny! ”

"What's this?"

"Brush!"

"Oh! What is your dad doing? ”

"Wipe the walls!"

"Humph! What a good dad! The old horse teased.

Then the old man threw the painting on the bed and told her to go to bed quickly. Zhiyangyang likes to listen to stories, and Lao Ma rummages through her pink bookshelf for various storybooks. The old man's heart inadvertently became heavy again, what kind of impact would the father wearing the red apron leave on the first half of the child's life.

At nine o'clock in the evening, after taking care of Xuecheng and falling asleep, Xiaotang tidied up the living room a little, and then sat down to pick up his mobile phone to rest. As soon as she opened her phone, she found that someone had sent her a lot of messages on WeChat, and many messages were sent by the same person, and she looked through them one by one.

"How's it going? Are there any interviews? ”

"Do you want me to introduce you to one, my uncle's company is also recruiting accountants, a large company of hundreds of Rao, not a workshop."

"How's that, interested?"

"If you can, send your resume, and I will help you submit a few copies to ensure that you find a good job next week."

"What do you eat at night? How about a piece out for dinner? I'll drive to you. ”

"Wherever you live, you'll be there in a minute, how about it?"

"What are you busy with at night? Do you want to go to the movies? An American movie will be released today, a science fiction film, with a Douban score of seven. ”

"How about going out on the weekend? Bowling or a trip to Xiamen? ”

"My cousin rented a venue to play golf in Dapeng New Area on the weekend, can you go together?"

"There is an art exhibition in Guangzhou on Saturday, are you interested? Or go to a concert in Hong Kong on the weekend - Eason Chan's, I just have two tickets in my hand, don't miss it! ”

"What do you like to play?" Share it and play together! ”

……

There are so many messages, and each message is followed by a string of cute emojis, all of which were sent by the Zhang Ke I met yesterday.

Pink smiles bloom in the silent old room. Xiaotang hesitated whether to reply or how to reply, but she didn't feel anything for Zhang Ke, after all, he looked so young - young enough to be an ordinary friend of her, young enough to make her feel inferior and ashamed, so young that she thought she should get out of the way and give such a passionate and handsome guy to an equally beautiful and energetic girl.

Xiaotang shook his head and smiled bitterly, closed WeChat, and searched Taobao for textbooks, exercises, and online courses for the next exam. Suddenly, my heart was warm and proud.

used to look for it, just to find a rich man to marry him off in style, but now there is really a rich man - Zhang Ke's circle of friends is full of beautiful women, luxury cars, and banquets, and at this moment, he is unmoved and unable to move. Instead of focusing on finding a man, buying a house, or making money, they begin to focus on themselves—on their souls, on their own fulfillment, on their happiness, on finding a direction in life that will make them happy.

Breaking through worldly pursuits and not being willing to conform to the crowd, is this a kind of growth?

At ten o'clock in the evening, when he opened WeChat again, Xiaotang saw Zhang Ke send a few more messages.

"Bao Da Beauty, are you free? How about having lunch or dinner together? There's an excellent seafood buffet in the city centre, try it all in one piece? ”

Xiaotang smiled and did not reply.

Another message flashed on the conversation page: "Did you sleep?" Is a video call OK? ”

Seeing this, the beauty mentioned it in her heart. My sister is about to get off work, and she hangs out at night with people who are not familiar with her, what is going on. So, she hurriedly replied: "No need, I still have something, the phone is out of battery, turn it off first." ”

After sending this and turning off the phone, the world is finally a little cleaner. At most, it is idle talk, people don't confess, how embarrassing it is to refuse out of thin air, this state of not feeling, not refusing and being pursued madly, as a pursuer, it is miserable.

At eleven o'clock, the old man who was waiting for Gui Ying to get off work still didn't see anyone until now. Lao Ma didn't wait for her to come back for anything or do anything, but just watched his girl go home well, and he thought that this could be over, relieved, and his head on the pillow. However, peace of mind and frustration are often divided into five and a half. The sleepy old man shook off his sweat towel and prepared to pack up and go to bed. When I entered the room, I saw that Tsai was wiping his tears, and Old Manu was pulling his head, which was so strange.

"Boy, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? The old man quietly walked over to his grandson's desk and asked in a low voice.

"Huh? Not! What am I crying for? Recently, my eyes hurt, I always shed tears, my eyes are swollen, and itchy! ”

"Huh! This is amazing, you were originally a thousand degrees of myopia, and now you have to have a problem, how can you be blind? The old horse inhaled the cold air and was anxious.

"I'll go to your father, and I'll take you to the hospital to see a doctor." The old horse turned around and walked away, knocking on Zhiyuan's door.

Tsai Tsai rubbed his eyes, wiped his glasses, and returned to his homework.

Not long after, Lao Ma came over with Zhiyuan, Zhiyuan picked up his son's head, rolled his eyelids, pressed his eyelids, and said, "The eyes are very red, inflamed, a little serious!" ”

"Isn't that right? Tears for no reason, how scary! I've had seventy years of eyes, Mo Ma Da (no problem), he's only a doll, and his eyes are not good! How is this going to work? Lao Ma is worried about his grandson, who is still a young man, and believes that he must have a great future, and he must not be harmed by his eyes.

"Na...... Let's go to the hospital tomorrow, I'll ask your homeroom teacher for leave. ”

"Don't!" Tsai Tsai flashed his head and shouted, explaining: "Ming math class has to teach a formula, and the midterm exam has to be taken, what should I do if I miss it?" Let's go on the weekend! On Saturdays and Sundays, the school "put on glasses and discuss with parents.

"Okay then."

The three of them looked at each other, said nothing, and went to sleep.

This night, when Gui Ying arrived home, it was already past midnight. Gui Ying snored quickly after going to bed, why couldn't Zhiyuan sleep. First, because I have been waiting for my wife recently, I have been waiting for the biological clock to be out of order; Second, I worry about trivial matters, and I am so worried that I have always had insomnia recently.

His wife was too busy to stay at home, and he wanted to help her but couldn't. The father-in-law has been frowning frequently about trivial things recently, and he can see that it is aimed at him.

He Zhiyuan is ashamed of his incompetence. Should he expose his incompetence to win sympathy or quietly hide it and pretend to be open-minded, how can he make his father-in-law happy and his fate worthwhile, and how to make the life of a family of five easy and relaxed? Depression urges people to grow old.

Since his resignation, He Zhiyuan has been gasping in the cracks of the wall almost every time.

The first two he bought braised pork, the old man was too hard to eat, then the chicken he carefully selected The old man was too oily, and the old man wanted to eat noodles......

He knew that he had no job, no ability, no right to speak, and he was stupid to make mistakes in one way or another, so he packed himself up and tried not to upset the old man or make him angry. He can't get up later than the old man or go to bed earlier than Gui Ying, he can't buy too much meat and can't be too cold, he can't do housework too quietly and can't stop doing it; In front of the old man, he can't make himself too idle or too busy, he can't talk to the old man too smoothly, let alone disobey, he can't be silent or too much to answer......

How should he exist in this home?

After being laid off, what he wanted to do most was to hold his daughter's hand and listen to her sing nursery rhymes to send her to kindergarten, but there was no cherry blossom once

The old father-in-law - the child's grandfather, the wife's father, his own family, an old D member who is responsible, capable, and energetic, and an old village chief who has made great contributions to Majiatun, such a character appears in front of him, and he is only separated by a row of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. Get along so closely, as a junior and son-in-law, He Zhiyuan must not be afraid.

In the face of authority, he did not know whether to rebel or submit. Rebellion or obedience is nothing more than a stretch of the status quo – rebellion against the old man or obedience to the old man will not change the status quo of himself and the family. Since no amount of feedback he gives can change the current situation, it is better not to give feedback, not to speak, and not to explain. He Zhiyuan thinks so and does the same.

In life, whether it is strong or weak, why is it strong and why is it weak, does it still need to be affirmed or denied, flaunted or concealed, exaggerated or embellished, announced or explained? He Zhiyuan thinks that there is no need at all.