Zixi took the apple handed over by Chen Chuan, deliberately diverted the topic, looked at the adults and children who were frolicking in the distance and said: "Their kindness and hospitality are from the heart, there is no cover-up, what they say is what they think in their hearts, they never consider your social status, but they care about whether you are kind or not." They will share their harvest and happiness without reservation. Their kindness is informal, and perhaps embarrassing at times, but the duel is spotless. With them, you can relax as much as you want. Because they will never hurt you. Their kindness is like a good medicine, so that the tired people can heal their wounds here. If they are good doctors, and I am a serious patient who has been healed by them. I like to see the smoke rising from the village in the evening, and I also like to smell the smell of firewood drifting in the wind, although it is not as refreshing as the fragrance of flowers, but it is a down-to-earth breath of life, which can make people feel the original appearance and taste of life. ”

Listening to Zixi's emotion, Chen Chuan felt that the woman in front of him should have experienced what kind of ordeal, and she was so relieved in the face of everything!

Because I am in the business world, what I think about all day long is the existence and quantity of interests, and the tug-of-war and scrutiny at the negotiation table. Every nerve has been tightened to the extreme, lest something go wrong and lead to a loss, living up to everyone's expectations and trust in him, and even dreaming most of them are working, such days have made Chen Chuan feel tired.

Because of the environment, in order to make themselves invincible, everyone is trying their best to disguise themselves, and they will put on invisible armor every day to make themselves invulnerable, lest they leave an opportunity for the other party to take advantage of.

Zixi's words made Chen Chuan, who walked down from the smoke-filled shopping mall and take a moment to rest, as if he had breathed fresh air, and his tired body and mind seemed to have found attachment and relaxed all of a sudden.

With autumn colors as wine and Zixi as his companion, Chen Chuan seemed to be a little drunk. In this way, the bitterness that has been accumulated in my heart for many years also wants to vomit quickly.

"Zixi, do you want to hear a story about me?" Zixi glanced up at Chen Chuan, without affirmation or denial. A gust of wind blew, Zixi hugged his shoulders tightly, Chen Chuan gently put his windbreaker on Zixi, and when he put the windbreaker on Zixi, Chen Chuan obviously felt Zixi's body tremble.

Zixi, who has lived alone for many years, is not the slightest psychological preparation for the care from others, Chen Chuan's actions seem to scare her, Zixi turned around and smiled apologetically at Chen Chuan.

Seeing Zixi's reaction, Chen Chuan didn't understand why there was a burst of sourness in his heart at this moment.

"I was separated from the child's mother in the year you rescued me. Our two families are world friends, and they have been playmates since childhood, and when they grew up, they went to the same university, so it was natural for us to come together. Later, we tried our best to live the life we wanted, but she was clamoring to go abroad, and at first I didn't agree, but she insisted on leaving, so I had to agree. Two years later, he asked me to go out too, and I refused. In order to keep my son by my side and to make her life better, I agreed to all her requests that seemed reasonable or reasonable to me. Chen Chuan let out a long sigh, and then said: "The child was only twelve years old that year, and he did not cry, but quietly leaned in my arms, wiping the tears that flowed silently for me with his little hands. In order to forget, I used day and night work to anesthetize myself, and finally caused heart problems, but fortunately I met you and dragged me back, otherwise I would have worked with Lord Yama for many years. ”

Zixi was amused by Chen Chuan's self-mocking humor, glanced at Chen Chuan sideways, and then continued to listen to Chen Chuan's story. "At that time, I was overwhelmed by the pain, completely ignoring the child's feelings, and looking back now, I really don't know how he survived. As I grew older, I looked back and thought about it, I owed too much to my son, and the guilt I felt about my son increased day by day. I want to spend the rest of my life to make up for the debt I owe to him, so as to reduce some of the guilt I feel about him. ”

Chen Chuan continued: "My biggest wish now is to hope that he can live happily with the girl he likes and also likes him, and lives the life they like. Zixi did not express her own suggestions and opinions on Chen Chuan's story, in her opinion, Chen Chuan's willingness to tell her his depression was out of trust in her, she should respect his story, and should also let him vomit.

"As fathers, or as parents, we don't have the right to make choices for our children. We will take the road that is not going to work, because we will use it as a bridge because we fail, and we will prevent our children from taking the road we have walked, because we are afraid that the bridge will collapse one day. In fact, it is not fair to them. We have to believe in them. ”

Listening to Chen Chuan's words, Zixi had a feeling of being seated.

Chen Chuan, who is familiar with interpersonal psychology and business psychology, and regards the negotiation table as a dinner table, noticed Zixi's psychological changes, and immediately began to change the topic and said: "I will let that stinky boy give me a few more grandchildren, Zixi, when the time comes, I will lend you two acres of fertile land, rent you a depression of pond, take my grandchildren, set up camp in your farm, get up in the morning to fish and touch shrimp, come back at noon to chase chickens and dogs, climb trees and plant when busy, and go to the house to uncover tiles in my spare time, what do you think?" Zixi was amused by Chen Chuan's words.

Zixi, who laughed, swept away the melancholy on his face, and the already beautiful Zixi appeared more pure at this time. Chen Chuan looked at Zixi with appreciation.

"Zixi! Zixi," suddenly someone shouted Zixi's name while walking in the direction where Zixi and Chen Chuan were. I saw Zixi say apologetically to Chen Chuan: "I'm sorry!" It's my grandmother. If she says something, please don't care. Chen Chuan was a little confused by Zixi's words, which could be regarded as an admonition, and he didn't know whether to go or not, so he stood in place stupidly.

Zixi stepped forward and greeted her grandmother, but the old man ignored Zixi, and walked straight towards Chen Chuan, with words in his mouth: "Stinky boy, see that I don't kill you, you come to lie to my Zixi again." Li Cheng, the housekeeper who came with his grandmother, looked at his grandmother's cockfighting posture, Li Cheng blocked and stopped, and kept explaining: "Grandma, grandma, listen to me, this gentleman is Zixi's reader, not the Hu Xiang you are looking for." ”

Coming to Chen Chuan, the old man pointed at Chen Chuan and asked sharply, "You say, are you here to cheat on the night?" Chen Chuan was speechless for a while, at this time the old man's slap had already slapped towards Chen Chuan in a real way, Zixi took advantage of the situation, only to hear a "pop" sound just hit Zixi's face, grandma saw that the person who beat was Zixi, and stroked Zixi distressedly and said: "Ouch, my Zixi, my Zixi, why do you want to stop it?" I'm going to hit that bad boy. ”

I saw Zixi say to her grandmother in an almost pleading tone: "Grandma, even if I beg you, don't make trouble!" He's just a book friend of mine, not the Hu Xiang you're looking for. Grandma, take a closer look, he is really not Hu Xiang. "Grandma still doesn't give up.

Because he felt sorry for Zixi, Li Cheng couldn't care about Chen Chuan's presence, and shouted loudly at his grandmother in a gaffe: "Grandma, how can you beat Zixi, don't you think she hasn't been bitter enough all these years?" Please, wake up! As he spoke, Li Cheng burst into tears.

Li Cheng's words Grandma seemed to have listened to it, turned to Li Cheng and said, "Then he is really not the person I am looking for?" "Not really, Grandma". Li Cheng replied. "Shall we go back? Grandmother. Li Cheng asked again.

"Okay." The old man responded to Li Cheng unwillingly

Li Cheng bowed apologetically to Chen Chuan and said, "I'm sorry! Scared you! Then he walked back along the road with Grandma Zixi, and the old man still looked back at Chen Chuan step by step, muttering: "Really, isn't it?" How do I look like it? ”

At the moment when Li Cheng bowed and looked up at himself, Chen Chuan felt that he was like a person.