79: Wasted Years
Time seems to be a giant of light, and he never perfunctory the existence of every life.
Turn on the lights when it's dark, hold an umbrella when it's raining, and be accompanied by a loved one along the way, as if everything has its own fixed number from the beginning.
It looks forward to the beginning of every sunrise, but also waits for the end of each sunset, and then continues these thousands of stories.
So we should hide behind the giants, trying to get some basic ways to survive.
Some people choose to be comfortable, some people choose to escape, and some people choose to be opportunistic.
However, there are very few people who really want to search for the meaning of life over and over again.
In order to find out what the true nature of happiness is, some people cross the three rivers and walk the five mountains, just to end up with a verbal definition of happiness from the Zen master.
Some people may or may not find it quickly, some people spend 10 years, some people spend 20 years, and some people even spend a lifetime looking for it.
It may be that at that moment, Zhao Xun seemed to suddenly understand something.
In this life, she has asked herself again and again what is the meaning of life, and what is the meaning of living.
In countless difficult nights, the Giant of Time not only closed her door again and again, but also closed her window, saying that she did not want to be bound by this soulless body, so she struggled, she screamed, she roared......
There were two mes in one person, one asleep in the light and the other awake in the darkness.
Falling asleep in the dark, she asked herself countless times, is it for the dark childhood? Is it for a heartbroken marriage? Is it for the slump after graduation?
Struggling with the last breath of dying.
No, she felt that she couldn't go on like this, she felt that she needed to change, that she needed to transcend, that she needed to overcome herself.
The company of three meals a day, the exercise of going out early and returning late, watching his father's health gradually improve, sometimes his father would say that he wanted to go to a small restaurant, but every time Zhao Xun always had to explain several times, his father was willing to give up.
Zhao Xun has to tell his father every time that he has sold the restaurant to others, and it is not bad to be able to recover a part of the dividends every month.
My father would also mention Liu Ya and Liu Jing when I was good, and Zhao Xun would tell my father every time that Liu Ya just called a few days ago, and she said that she was doing well in Beijing.
Seeing his father like this, Zhao Xun's heart will also feel relieved, after all, all the efforts during this period seem to have been reciprocated.
Zhao Xun suddenly felt that she should go to the temple to make a vow.
It's probably the coolest thing I've ever done when I was 20 years old.
There aren't so many things to worry about, and there aren't so many people to deliberately explain, as long as you want to.
After searching for some knowledge on the Internet about burning incense and making a vow at the temple, Zhao Xun went to the small temple closest to his home with his father to make a vow.
The rain does not moisten the grass without roots, Buddhism is not wide for people who have no fate, Buddhism also pays attention to cause and timing, and now, Zhao Xun feels that now is a good time to repay his wishes.
In the days after he returned, Zhao Xun contacted the expert who had seen his father in Tianjin last time, and after making an appointment online, Zhao Xun was ready to leave in a few days.
Before going, Zhao Xun made a phone call to his younger brother, although his younger brother was also very anxious, and he also wanted to accompany his father to do the examination, but he couldn't do the work without his hands, and he had to keep an eye on it, so the younger brother could only be full of regrets.
"Don't worry, Dad must be fine this time, I'll call you back as soon as I'm done."
"That's okay, sister, you tell our dad, I'll rush back to see him as soon as I'm on vacation."
"Well, you work hard, drink more water, you must pay attention to your body, you can rest more when you are free, don't worry about the family, there is a sister."
"Okay, okay, my good sister."
It is said that the younger brother is also a hard-working child, like Zhao Xun, he has no mother when he was born, and in these years, Zhao Xun not only plays the role of a good sister, but also plays the role of a good mother.
Sure enough, everything went well, the doctor gave his father some check-up items, and when the attending doctor said that his father's current state was close to normal with ordinary people, Zhao Xun felt that the whole sky was bright.
This time, Zhao Xun felt that they should go out to have a look, after all, they finally came to Tianjin once, and they didn't take their father around the last time.
Because I haven't been out a few times, and I haven't said that I have had any kind of experience like traveling, my father always said that things there are very expensive, and he said that it is not easy to make money, and it is too wasteful to do so.
Zhao Xun remembered that the weather that day was particularly good, the sun shone on the Haihe River, and there were very retro European-style buildings along the river.
Zhao Xun felt the sea breeze blowing on the sea, and she could imagine how happy the people who lived here were.
There are many tourists with foreign accents on both sides of the road, they have large bags and small bags, holding all kinds of brand-name shopping bags in their hands, they are talking and laughing, and their smiles are like flowers.
Zhao Xun and his father found an old-fashioned Tianjin Goubuli bun shop, which is the kind of furniture with wooden materials for tables, chairs and benches, and there is basically no decoration in the store, only a few big "Tianjin Goubuli" buns are mentioned on the plaque at the door.
"Hello, this is the menu, you can scan the code on WeChat next to it and place an order by yourself."
A good-looking young lady, wearing a clerk's uniform that was exclusive to their private customization, walked over to Zhao Xun and his father with a smile and a menu.
"How much does a bun cost?"
My father was most concerned about the price.
"We'd better call you again, thank you."
"Okay, that's okay, you're welcome."
After a while, the beautiful young lady brought two cups of hot water.
The service attitude at home is really not as good as here, and even the waiters here are so beautiful.
Zhao Xun suddenly felt that he had risen a little more in the world at that moment.
Since she graduated from college, she has returned to the small town where they lived, and she felt as if she was about to forget that the civilization of the big city was supposed to be like this.
The menu turned from the first page to the last, and Zhao Xun could see his father's tightly knit brow.
Sure enough, as Zhao expected, his father still felt that the food here was too expensive.
"I'm still not too hungry, let's go back early, let's go home and eat then, I don't have much appetite right now."
"It's okay, I'm here, let's come to Tianjin, let's also taste the characteristics of the people here."
"Then let's have a little less."
Zhao looked for his father's opinion, and finally ordered 5 steamed buns, a small cold dish, and a soup.
I saw the seagulls flying freely in the sky in the Haihe River Basin, and the Ferris wheel that was not lit up in the distance, probably because of introverted, Zhao Xun only took a photo of his father by the bridge.
Later, when Zhao Xun wanted to recall the past, he found that there were few photos with his father.
Of course, the photo taken by my father that day was also under Zhao Xun's constant pushing, and my father was willing to agree to let Zhao Xun take it.
After turning around, Zhao Xun and his father came to the station, and the people at the station seemed to be undeminished at any time, always crowded and crowded.
After taking the ticket at the self-service ticket machine, Zhao Xun and his father went to the waiting room, and after looking for a circle, there was no empty seat.
"It's okay, just sit down on the edge over there."
"It's too cold, why don't I talk to someone else and see if I can get a seat."
"Don't worry, most of the people waiting here are late, and they're all tired, don't bother people too much."
Glancing at my phone, there were still nearly 3 hours left before I got on the bus.
Oh my God, it's hard!
Zhao Xun went to a nearby convenience store to buy a bucket of instant noodles while her father was sitting there, she was afraid that if the night was too long, her father would be hungry.
Listening to the noisy crowd in the waiting room, Zhao Xun suddenly thought of his younger brother, they just went out once, and every time his younger brother traveled thousands of miles, running again and again.
It may be that after a day of traveling, my father fell asleep leaning on the back seat as soon as he got on the bus after checking the ticket.
Although the doctor said that my father was fine, he still had to pay attention to it in his ordinary life, so he should continue to maintain the amount of oral medicine before, and he must not reduce the dose at will.
Smelling the smell of instant noodles in the carriage, as if there was any ham and spicy slivers, Zhao Xun actually felt as if he was a little hungry.
But she only bought a bucket of instant noodles before, and seeing that someone next to her bought instant noodles on a small cart in the carriage, the cheapest price was also 6 yuan a bucket, Zhao Xun thought about it or forgot it, and went back after holding on for a while.
Looking at his father's peaceful sleeping position, Zhao Xun really couldn't bear to disturb him, so he just let his father sleep all the time, and then wake up his father when he was about to get out of the car.
In stark contrast to his father, a man in his 40s who sat next to his father and held in his hand did not know how many generations of Apple phones Jobs had invented.
Obviously, they didn't have their father's dark skin, nor did they have their father's calloused hands.
What is revealed between the lines is noble, and it is the youth and maturity left behind by the precipitation of the years.
This invisible war suppressed the already old father as if he was even older.
Among his peers, his father was obviously several years older than others.
Zhao Xun knew that his father had such a day, all because of her and his younger brother.
My father was also young and young, just for life, for a good life, and for her to go to school with her younger brother, he paid too much.
Zhao Xun didn't know what station it was, there were a lot of people on the bus, and it was already 00 o'clock at night.
After staying up all night and holding his urine all night, Zhao Xun felt really bad, but there were really too many people in the aisle, and Zhao Xun really couldn't go out.