Chapter 446: Praise the Father Day by Day

That day, Yuan Fang finally couldn't help but ask his wife, asking her if she was selling and sleeping with customers.

"Sell? That's right! I'm selling, but I'm selling how are you? Look down on me? Xiaoqing scolded, and also broke out, pointing at Yuan Fang's nose and scolding, "Fuck your mother's Qinggao, with the money you have as a lawyer, our family has long been unable to open the pot!" If I don't go to work, will it be useful for your share of the money? ”

She pointed to the bridge of Yuan Fang's nose and scolded:

"Look at you, doing useless work all day long, looking for hard bones to gnaw, and being secretly threatened and beaten for three days, you look at the other lawyers, which one is not rich? Which of your top students who studied law back then didn't build a big house early? You and I are still huddled in this place, picking up the broken house left by your parents, and you look at youβ€”is there a chance? Do you have what it takes? ”

Xiaoqing's scolding made Yuan Fang blush with anger and didn't say a word.

"Are you silent? Are you scolding me? Why don't you speak, something that doesn't make a difference! ”

Xiaoqing picked up the fried vegetables and poured them on Yuan Fang, his tall black suit and shiny black leather shoes were stained with filth and vegetable oil.

She said, "Roll the calf for me!" You can't even cover your own wife, you still have a fart ideal! Warm-hearted, nosy, and busy, I can't keep my own work, I tell you, I still have to sell! I also have to accompany the guests to bed, run a single business, the commission is more than your monthly bullshit income, I accompany the guests to bed, I am ridden, and there will be no less piece of meat, I am happy, I am proud, what about you? I was beaten all day long, and I went to stitches, I don't know how many pieces of meat I missed, and I didn't have a penny of money, I told you, fuck your bullshit ideals, such a ghost day - the old lady is gone! ”

Xiaoqing cursed frantically, turned her head and stepped on her high heels, slammed the door, and walked away.

Yuan Fang stood silently in the living room, looking at the back of his wife's departure, and was stunned for a long time before he lowered his head and silently wiped the oil stains on the black suit with his hand.

He took off his clothes and put them in the washing machine next to him, then picked up the broom and mop to clean up the living room, silently recooked a table of hot dishes, and waited for Xiaoqing to finish getting angry and come back to eat together.

But when the door was open, he waited until twelve o'clock in the morning, and he already knew that the people were not coming back.

He sighed, finished his meal in silence, finished brushing the dishes, and went to bed.

That night, he had a very high fever, even in the middle of summer, and his whole body shivered and curled up in the bed.

His mind was full of thinking about whether he was right or wrong......

At this time, a lot of pictures flashed like a marquee, on weekdays, in the courtroom, the evil of human nature, the cruel eyes, the destroyed girl's body, the bloody corpse scene, the real estate boss's hideous smile, it was too cold, he was getting colder and colder, curled up in the quilt, shivering.

He told me that he had a moment....... He felt that he was going to die of cold in the ice and snow, freezing to death in the bed, but he got up because he still had nothing to do. ”

The old lady told me: "The next day, he put on his suit and stood straight in the courtroom again to defend himself, but his words began to be unfavorable, and his thinking began to slow down.....

"Please, you guys, be sure to help him, he's a good boy." The old lady bowed deeply.

We hurriedly helped the old lady up, saying that this favor must be helped.

The old lady touched her tears, and said that the child, a poor child, came back drunk one night, and sat down at the threshold of my 304, holding a beer bottle in one hand, and clutching his heart in pain in the other, and said loudly:

Grandma, my heart is cold! It's cold! ..... People in this world are always eager to be understood, and they are afraid of being seen through, and finally they become suffering from gains and losses, and they will no longer be enthusiastic about anyone or anything, and their hearts will eventually become cold, our generation does not live like themselves, they live too sadly, they live too lonely, and they are too tired.

We were silent.

We said goodbye to our sad grandma and left.

On the way, Miao Qianqian said to me: "People's hearts are cold, human nature is cold, reality and rationality must have a boundary, and in this world, it is not easy to meet the right person." ”

I couldn't speak.

Yuan Fang's experience touched me a lot, and the plump ideal still can't withstand the cruel reality.

Miao Qianqian said to me: Actually, I used to have a little suspicion of Yuan Fang, but in fact, I thought he was a wicked person.

"Because my ears hear his heart, a white and boundless cold, and his heart is like ashes..... I don't think this is the heart of a normal, warm-hearted person, his heart, hard-hearted, full of indifference, but now I feel that I am looking at the wrong person, he is a good person. ”

I nodded.

Miao Qianqian almost didn't look at the wrong person, but now she is indeed "eye-catching" on Yuan Fang.

I nodded, sat on the co-pilot and said: I estimate, lawyer Yuan Fang doesn't have much money to do tattoos, after all, his wife left him because of his poverty, I want to help Yuan Fang make a tattoo for free, before we open, leave some meaning, prove that there is still warmth in the world, I want to give him a "warm heart".

This time, even Miao Qianqian, who was slamming the door, didn't stop me, but just asked me what I wanted to tattoo.

I thought about it for a while and said: Praise the father, praise the father day by day, praise the father symbolizes enthusiasm, indomitable, a fearless chasing spirit, I think this picture can make him full of sunshine, yearning for the light again..... Chase the light.

This picture of Kuafu's daily tattoo has a good meaning.

The origin of our tattoo means: chasing the light and never giving up on the faith.

It is very appropriate for Yuan Fang, but this picture is not something that anyone can bear, in mythology, Kuafu is a very strong god, but lawyer Yuan Fang can, he was originally an enthusiastic and upright man.

I finalized this tattoo plan and called Yuan Fang, asking him to come to get a tattoo when he is free tonight, and I have already thought of a tattoo plan for him, which can drive away the cold and yin qi for him.

Around the end of the night, Yuan Fang walked in a straight suit.

He walked into the store, and a cold chill came from the store, and for a moment the store was cold.

I told him about the matter, and Yuan Fang, who was very slow, was very happy, but said with a sad face: "Boss Cheng, I have something to explain in advance, I don't have too much money on me, only seven thousand yuan." ”

A lawyer only has 7,000 yuan of belongings, which is indeed pitiful, this tattoo picture is a positive picture, and the fee is not too expensive, and the big picture is seven or eight thousand, which is just enough.

But I said, "Lawyer Yuan Fang, we won't charge you money for this picture, and our tattoo shop will give you a tattoo for free!" ”

"It's free, I'm sorry, I have to collect money." Yuan Fang said slowly as always.

I said, "Aren't there cleaners, clerks, and people from all walks of life when I joined?" I, the tattoo artist, have also joined in, and I will support you lawyers who are fighting lawsuits behind my back and make a little contribution. ”

This time, Yuan Fang did not refuse me, was silent for a while, and said thank you.

I let him into the tattoo room, took off his clothes, lay down on the cot, picked up the needles and started getting the tattoos.

This picture of Kuafu chasing the sun is a positive picture, tattooed all over his chest, a mighty and tall giant man, with a mountain behind his back, mud and sand under his feet, and a big river in the distance, chasing a round of flames steaming the sun.

This tattoo is very atmospheric, painting mountains and seas.

However, it took more than two hours to tattoo the tattoo picture slowly, allowing Yuan Fang to stand up.

"Now, do you feel it?" I asked him.

"Even though the effect wasn't noticeable, I felt warmer." Yuan Fang was still very slow to say, and expressed his gratitude to us with some excitement.

I said it's good to be useful.

I applied him an anti-infection ointment and warned him about the precautions after the tattoo, and it was done.

Before leaving, Yuan Fang waved his hand to us, and continued to leave like a snail, I knew that he was frozen slowly and would soon warm up.

However, the moment he turned his head to leave, an inexplicable sneer crossed the corner of his mouth.

The smile was full of cold.

The deep gloomy indifference, the contempt for life, gives people goosebumps.

The cold and marrow-seeping laughter gradually became like a movie, frame by frame, as his snail moved slowly, the sneer became warm, like the first flower blooming in early spring after the cold winter.

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