Buses, headphones. Listen, listen, and a stretch of the road passes.

Coffee, novels, watching and watching, an afternoon passed.

Night street, cigarette butts, reading and reading, the second half of life will pass.

After graduating from university, Chen Wen went directly to his father's company to work, and drove the company's Range Rover on the streets of Lanzhou every day, but Lao Chen only gave him a salary of 1,800 yuan every month.

Yao Xiaoyou was admitted to the establishment and became a high school teacher in Xinjiang, and met her current husband.

Ruiwen joined Moutai Group in Lanzhou to do sales work.

Liu Jun's art institute in Beijing opened a successful business, and in less than half a year he took out a loan to buy a Ford car, but two months ago he suddenly transferred the training course in Beijing, moved the business to Lanzhou, and tossed a new institution in his hometown.

Wen Xiaoguo graduated and became a backpacker, wandering here, no matter where he went, he couldn't find a sense of belonging to home, so he quit his job to travel after making some money, looked for a job after his salary was spent, earned some salary and went out to travel, what he kept insisting on was his blog, writing a lot of articles that were only visible to himself.

One day, Wen Xiaoguo suddenly wanted to write the story of several of them from high school to the present into a novel, which should be a very interesting thing.

On New Year's Day 2017, at Yao Xiaoyou's wedding, it was rare for everyone to get together.

The day before the wedding, Liu Jun and the others rushed to the little demon's house.

Chen Wen said to them two weeks ago: "We are all the little demon's mother's family, and we have to send the little demon to marry together on that day." ”

That night, the little demon's father rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to take out the Pu'er tea that had been treasured for many years, and showed off to the people in the house:

"I heard that the longer this tea is stored, the better it tastes, my bag of tea was brought by a relative from Yunnan in 1996, I thought about such a good tea, I drank it is simply a bad practice, thinking about whether to keep it, and wait for the day of my daughter's marriage to take it out to my in-laws to drink, I have locked my mouth, and I have kept it until now, it must be twenty-one years......

Liu Jun shouted beside him:

"Uncle, you raised the little demon by yourself, and now that she has also started a family, you can be regarded as a complete merit!"

The little demon's father smiled and took a few puffs of the old dry tobacco planted in his yard, and a few wisps of smoke from his mouth slowly rose to the roof and gradually dispersed, the original white walls had long turned gray and yellow, and the old wooden roof beams were covered with dust, and they were also blackened by the coal stove every winter.

Yao Shuxia rubbed his shiny bald head repeatedly with his rough right hand, and said timidly:

"Hehe, today is a big day, but I have a feeling that raising a daughter is like raising flowers, giving her sunshine nutrients, raising them white and clean, and beautifully, and finally being taken away by a son-in-law who even took the pot."

Except for the little demon, everyone present smiled and leaned back together.

The little demon couldn't laugh, she was a little sad in a trance.

She has always known that it is not easy for her father to support her alone for so many years, washing and cooking, farming, and buying food for her to go to school, but how difficult it is, she did not have a real perception until this moment......

Yao Xiaoyou remembered that when she was a child, she was very afraid of her father's drinking, and when she was drunk, she went crazy and talked upside down, and she didn't dare to go into the house to sleep when her father was drunk, and she didn't dare to enter the house until her father slept.

When he was in high school, his father rarely got drunk.

During the Spring Festival last year, one night my father was drinking with the people in the village, and came back very late, she was very worried that her father was drunk and noisy again, but fortunately there was no movement outside.

The next day, Grandma said:

"Last night, your dad drank too much and kept telling me, Mom, you go to sleep, Mom, you whisper, my daughter is scared ......"

Yao Xiaoyou remembered that when she was in the fifth grade of primary school, her father took her to the hospital in the provincial capital to see a doctor, and pointed to the big plush toy in the window on Dongfanghong Square and said:

"Dad, I want this."

The father touched her head and said:

"Dad has no money, let's not want it, okay?"

She nodded sensibly:

"Well, then I'll buy it when Dad has the money!

Her father bent down and picked her up and left. After walking a few steps, she said to her father:

"Dad, don't cry, buy a lot of it for me when you have money in the future, okay? Don't cry, good. ”

And the day she got her acceptance letter from college,

The father took out a cigarette case from his pocket, and with a childlike joy on his face, he took out two fifty dollars rolled together from the cigarette case, handed it to her, and said to her with a proud face:

"Take it, take it, go to the restaurant outside and have a good meal with your classmates, let's have a treat."

When I was leaving on the day of school, my father sent her to the bus to the provincial capital, and told the conductor to help me take care of my luggage and not to lose anything.

"It's not easy for such a big girl."

The father half-jokingly said:

"She's only eighteen years old, and she's still young."

When she came home for the first time after joining the work, her father came and went in her room several times at night, and when she lay down to bed, her father smiled shyly and said:

"Don't spend your salary indiscriminately, save a little, Dad doesn't have much money for you as a dowry, oh yes...... That, can you leave a few hundred dollars for your dad to play cards when you leave, today's dealer harvest is not very good, and your grandmother has been a little strict recently......"

Scenes of the past came to Yao Xiaoyou's mind, like a huge projector, flashing the screen rapidly.

"Oh, uncle, what kind of tea are you drinking today, we brought enough beer in the town when we came, tonight, we juniors will have a drink with you."

Chen Wen's words pulled the little demon from memory to reality.

That night, Chen Wen's video chat prompted one after another.

"Dad, you've drunk too much again, haven't you?"

"Dad, I'm at the same school, attending my classmate's wedding tomorrow."

"Dad, what's wrong? Oh, hello Uncle Wang, it's been a long time, you're still so young......"

"Dad, what's wrong again? Oh, Uncle Zhao, how about drinking with my dad? Lao Chen is not in good health now, you take care of him more, and he drinks less...... Hahaha, okay, thank you Uncle Zhao, then you guys have fun, I won't bother. ”

Liu Jun smiled evilly and said:

"Boss, I remember when you were in high school, didn't you bother your dad the most?"

"That's right, don't you hate it most when your dad pulls you to chat with a lot of unfamiliar people at every turn."

Rui Wen took Liu Jun's words.

"You know a fart, and it's not like you to chat with people you don't know, what kind of idle are you talking about!"

Chen Wen's counterattack seemed a little emotional, but everyone had become accustomed to his stinky temper for so many years.

Wen Xiaoguo turned his head to the side and said weakly to Chen Wen:

"Boss, you've changed...... Didn't you always have a bitter grudge with your uncle before, haha. ”

Chen Wen said: "No, Guoguo, you don't know, the night before yesterday Lao Chen was drunk and lying on the sofa, I asked him, why do you keep pulling me to video chat with your friends, I don't know those people, and I have nothing to say, how embarrassing!" Guess what he explained to me? ”

"What did your dad say?" Wen Xiaoguo asked curiously:

Lao Chen said drunkenly, don't you understand? Dog's day, because you are my son, you are proud. ”

Wen Xiaoguo felt a little cold, and the pores on his arms were slightly open.

"Oh......"

Wen Xiaoguo responded weakly, staring at the wine glass on the table, his eyes a little dull.

That night, Yao Xiaoyou's father couldn't help but drink a lot of wine, and when his father was drunk, Yao Xiaoyou pestered his father to tell a lot of stories about his youth, Yao Xiaoyou listened attentively, and when his father talked about this, his eyes were clear and bright.

Yao Xiaoyou looked at her father, and secretly sighed in her heart that time passed, and she suddenly realized that her father was also a teenager, at her age.

It was late at night, people were drunk, and the father became more talkative, took the little demon's hand, touched his daughter's face, endured tears and reluctance, and said drunkly:

"Girl, after getting married, you must respect your husband, and even worship him, but you have to remember that if there is any conflict between you after marriage, or something unhappy, don't tell Dad, because you will always forgive him, but Dad will not. Daddy can't do it......"

That night, it was scattered all over the ground along with the wine bottles.

There are also two generations, white horses passing through the gaps, and the youth of the war is in chaos.