Unexpectedly, there was no movement from Fan Tianfu. Two days passed, three days, four days, and there was still no movement from Fan Tianfu.

Until Saturday afternoon, there was still no response, and Lin Ximeng couldn't believe this fact.

"Lin Ximeng, your phone." Someone shouted outside the window. Lin Ximeng almost jumped up from her chair, and a lightning-fast intuition told her: It's him, it must be his!

She feigned composure, slowed her steps as best she could, walked out of the office, and then, with a strange excitement, stepped into the headmaster's office in three steps and two steps.

The old headmaster heard the sound of hurried footsteps, raised his head, and looked at her in amazement. Lin Ximeng was a little embarrassed by his gaffe, slowed down, and tried his best to suppress his heartbeat and trembling sound.

"Which one?"

"It's me, Mr. Lin." As soon as he heard You Xinshan's voice, Lin Ximeng was full of smoke, and he was angry, and said loudly into the microphone: "I'm not Teacher Lin!" You Xinshan was blindfolded, and asked on the other side of the phone: "She...... Where did she go? ”

"She's dead." After she roared,

"Smack" put down the phone. Ignoring the old principal's stunned expression. An unspeakable feeling came to my heart, surnamed Fan!

The one surnamed Fan who should be cut with a thousand cuts! What's so great about him! He's just a soldier! Be a soldier!

This is someone you never list as normal! What do you think? He's really not normal, right? Otherwise, whatever you do, it's up to you...... The school bell rang.

A tiredness that she had never felt before besieged her, and it was only a few miles from the school gate to the door of her home, and it would take ten minutes to walk on weekdays, but today, she walked for a full thirty minutes before she arrived home exhausted.

There was a chaotic scene on the construction site, and migrant workers began to crowd the sheds to eat. When the migrant workers found that Lin Ximeng came back from work, they opened their mouths in a weird manner: "Really, such a house, it's not Lao Tzu's blow, and I don't want it to live for nothing." ”

"I'm thinking, I'd rather eat sweet potato leaves and live in a spacious house than live in such a house."

"Hmph, Lao Wan, you are really a chicken feather, you know a fart, you live in a good house beautifully, and you don't live in a decent house......"

"Your mother, you are wrong, no matter how good the house is, it is not strong to live in an ugly bastard; It's the same if there is a good-looking ...... in a broken house."

This group of bastards, Lin Ximeng really wanted to scold, living in a working shed is probably not much better than living in a breeding room, but they actually came to humiliate her.

Zhuo Qi came back from work, and as soon as he entered the house, he scolded Lin Ximeng with his head and face, saying that she forgot to change her slippers immediately when she entered the house, and soiled the ground he had wiped in the morning, in fact, Lin Ximeng understood that it was because she gave Lin Jin'er ten yuan.

She only told Zhuo Qi at noon. Looking at Zhuo Qi's iron-green face, Lin Ximeng had no choice but to say that he had forgotten.

"Forgot? What do you want your brain to do? He roared as usual, not feeling her mood swing in the slightest.

"I'm tired today." She couldn't argue.

"I'm not tired? Who is still idle? She was speechless.

"If I don't wipe this place, who will move?" He roared even harder. She was really worried about being heard by the migrant workers, who had just insulted her.

"Look at the main room, you didn't bring in all that dirt? You're just a pig......" Lin Ximeng glanced at the soil that Zhuo Qi pointed at with one finger while cooking.

so-called

"Some earth" is just a little bit of Saturn. It was made by Niu Niu at noon when she was playing cards with a few children here, and she couldn't defend it, let alone state it, otherwise he would scold Niu Niu again.

The iron blue face and stiff tone made her feel cold. Before dinner, she finally couldn't help it, and simply pointed out: "You are so disagreeable, even if I gave Lin Jin'er ten yuan wrong, you still use this?" ”

"What am I doing!" Stiff faces, angry tones.

"That's it!"

"I love out! Why don't you think about it, mother, this is the money my father earned from collecting wine jugs to help us build a house, but you gave it to her. ”

"I know, but why didn't you say a word to my sister who used to go to school? In the past, when I went home during the Spring Festival this year, I also took it upon myself to give your sister a little pocket money, and then I told you, but you didn't say anything. ”

"Didn't you give it to Lin Jin'er too?"

"Of course I did. Even if it's your sister now, I'll give it to her the same. ”

"I know that the ten yuan you gave her is not much, and if your mother has it, we should give her twenty, but the problem is that this money is not easy for my father to earn."

"If it was your sister, I borrowed it from someone else, and you would never do this." The more she talked, the more angry she became,

"I can't stand your small-scale peasant mentality anymore."

"What smallholder consciousness?"

"Excessive consideration of personal gains and losses." She let it go.

"This is smallholder consciousness?" Zhuo Qi was like an angry lion, and his finger poked into her face,

"So, what consciousness do you have? What consciousness did your father pass on to you? Leaderhood?! Leadership Consciousness?! Hahaha......"

"I am also a descendant of farmers, and I also have a sense of farmers, but I will not be like you. You can't stand it, it's not like a manly man at all! ”

"Who made you suffer? Deserve! Unlucky! Who doesn't tell you to find a manly husband! ”

“……”

"I can't see the divorce! Who made you suffer this! Her heart was crying, tears were flowing. The only thing she felt was sadness, she was sad for herself, she was sad for her heart.

Eating dinner in a sullen atmosphere, Lin Ximeng looked at Zhuo Qi's thin face with iron blue glasses, and a pair of deep smiling eyes suddenly flashed in his mind.

If the heavens have mercy on her, then she hopes that this is a man who will no longer disappoint her. She no longer has the luxury of expecting a man in the world who is suitable for her, and she no longer has the strength and confidence to look for it, because hope is almost non-existent.

Isn't it? Ever since Zhuo Qi disappointed her, hasn't she been constantly seeking? And the result sought, isn't it a zero?

She was exhausted on the way she was seeking. And if anyone knows what she did, they either think she is crazy and pathological; Either think she's morally corrupt and plays with men.

And if Zhuo Qi knew, it would be even more unimaginable. But who knows her pain?

What she is striving for is nothing more than a man who suits her. Other than that, she had no other wishes.

A man who suits her, and that's enough to satisfy her. Practice has shown how extravagant this wish is.

After dinner, Lin Ximeng took Niu Niu out of the house and came to the campus playground. Niu Niu, who had just been in school for a few months, suddenly asked, "Mom, are you my father's student?" Lin Ximeng was stunned and asked, "Who did you listen to?" ”

"Listen to what Mr. Zhao said."

"What did she tell you?"

"She wasn't telling me. That day, I said to another teacher, I heard it. Lin Ximeng was silent.

Niu Niu was still looking at her there, and kept asking, "Mom, tell me, is it true or fake?" Lin Ximeng looked at the childish child, knowing that he already knew something, and he would have to know about this matter sooner or later, so he had to say, "It's true." She felt that the child could already tell the difference between the real and the fake.

I remember that when Niu Niu was two years old, she learned to scold her under the guidance of her grandmother, she couldn't bear it, stripped off his ass and slapped him twice, while beating and asking him if he dared to scold again, Niu Niu cried and shouted that he didn't dare, she asked if it was true or fake, Niu Niu looked at her in horror and replied honestly: "Fake." The whole family came over to dissuade Lin Ximeng.

When the mother-in-law saw Niu Niu being beaten, she blamed Lin Ximeng hoarsely: "Lin Man'er! Lin Man'er! Does it matter? It's good to grow up, I taught these children to scold their father when they were young, don't you scold them now? Looking at these children raised by her mother-in-law, Lin Ximeng was speechless.

But when the sister-in-law quarreled with her mother-in-law, the unambiguous appearance of winning and scolding was enough to make her creepy.

Lin Ximeng is very sympathetic to her mother-in-law. The mother-in-law was unkempt all day long, spoke loudly, had a sharp voice, and shouted at the child, shaking the world and the earth, and the neighbors were reluctant to be at peace.

She raised such children, and these children often looked at her angrily, and she could only swallow her anger. When Lin Ximeng walked into that house for the first time, he understood that this family was too poor, and it was so poor that it was beyond Lin Ximeng's imagination.

And this level of poverty did not prepare her in advance. The mother-in-law never used the equipment for feeding pigs and feeding people separately, and all the pots in the house, a few pots of pig food, when people want to use it, and then temporarily vacate it; When you want to stir-fry, take out a shovel from the pig basin and rinse it with water.

When Lin Ximeng used the shovel to serve the vegetables again, she saw that the pig food on the shovel was disgusting, so she very tactfully proposed that the drinking utensils for people and pigs and dogs should be used separately.

The mother-in-law was very unhappy and sank her face: "Who is not a banker?" Why don't you just order sweet potato noodles? In the early years, I couldn't even eat this. "There is no such thing as a treat in this family all year round, and they never go to other people's houses to eat.

They don't spend a penny unless they have to. For them, buying food is wasteful, buying clothes is luxury, and buying is a last resort.

Lin Ximeng used to only resent her husband's stinginess and stinginess, but later gradually understood that this was his family tradition.

To be more specific, it was the result of his father's blood flowing through their children. Mother-in-law once told Lin Ximeng that when she was pregnant, she had accumulated more than a dozen eggs as big as peach pits for confinement to eat, and her husband knew that he was angry all day long, scolded non-stop, and asked her to sell them, and scolded: "Your mother, raising children is not sick, what eggs do you eat?" Look at you! In a fit of rage, the mother-in-law sold it at the market the day before giving birth, and threw back a few cents from her husband.

Niu Niu blinked his dark eyes, as if he suddenly realized, and said, "Oh, I understand. Lin Ximeng's eyes widened in confusion and asked, "What do you understand?" ”

"No wonder every time Dad scolds you, you always don't speak, and none of the classmates in our class dare to scold the teacher." Niu Niu was extremely serious, and when he said the last sentence, he kept drawing with a little finger.

"Niu Niu, you go play with the children over there. Mom is tired, sit here for a while. ”

"Okay, Mom, don't go."

"I'm not leaving."

"Mom, goodbye." Niu Niu jumped and ran towards the group of children who were playing and playing. Lin Ximeng sat on the ground, looking at Niu Niu's figure mixed in the middle of the group of children, and her vision gradually blurred.

In a trance, on the playground, a slim girl, wearing two pigtails, wearing a white shirt, sky blue pants, and white sneakers, walked melancholy.

But the moving youthful breath is still like an irresistible fragrance of flowers, diffusing from all around...... She struggled to tell who it was, what kind of eyes it was.

Is that herself? No, that already seems to be another person. It's just that her name is Lin Ximeng, she knows, she clearly knows that this is Lin Ximeng, those melancholy eyes are full of tears, looking at her helplessly, and walking towards her.

"Nightdream!" Suddenly hearing someone calling, Lin Ximeng looked at it, and it turned out to be Yang Junman, a classmate when he was a normal student.

They hadn't seen each other for more than two years. Seeing Yang Junman's bulging abdomen and tired face, Lin Ximeng was both happy and pitiful.

The two men strolled down the campus path, whispering to each other.

"Junman, is Zhao Yizuo good to you?"

"You can't imagine how nice he was to me, except that he didn't pluck the stars from the sky and give them to me." Listening to Yang Junman's happy and sweet narration, Lin Ximeng's tears flowed out.

This is for Yang Junman, and she is happy that Yang Junman can live happily like this. This is also for myself, for my delicate and sensitive nerves, for the lack of chance to show those delicate and sensitive nerves in this life, for those delicate and sensitive nerves to not be gently and delicately cared for, for no one in the world to be able to perceive those delicate and sensitive nerves.

"Ximeng, what about you?"

"I ...... I am fine. He was industrious, thrifty, loyal, and single-minded. He was very supportive of my ......"

"I often listen to the students assigned after graduating from Wutong Normal enviously say that Teacher Zhuo Qi and Lin Ximeng, not to mention how kind they are! Teacher Zhuo Qi went to the office to study at night, and Lin Ximeng had to bring him food. It is said that you are the most loving and happy couple among all the couples of Wutong Normal School, and you are also the most successful couple in the teacher-student relationship.......

"Ximeng, why are you crying?"

"I ...... I feel very blessed. ”

"Yes, otherwise, how could you have so much motivation to study. You really make me envious, you have Teacher Zhuo Qi to support you in your studies, and you can go to a junior college and take the undergraduate examination. But Zhao Yizuo didn't let me study anymore anyway, saying that what to do with so much hard work, I can't fly high, I can't fall heavily, it's enough to eat enough, it's enough. Lin Ximeng looked at Yang Junman: Junman, Junman, where do you know that my study was indeed to improve knowledge at first, but now where is it because of this.

Only Lin Ximeng herself knows that the half month she went out to study every semester over the years has become half a month for her to go out to breathe.

She couldn't imagine how she would have lived without that respite for half a month. She used all her longings for that half a month, waiting to meet other men.

It's not because those men can understand or pay attention to her delicate and sensitive nerves, but they want to find a temporary ambiguity outside of the rigid married life, so as to heal the heart that has been hurt by the bluntness a little, balance the already tilted spiritual pillar a little, and make up for the large gap in the heart that Zhuo Qi can't fill.