Chapter 5: Mother's Worries

The bargaining price of the online appointment to see the house was very ruthless, and I sent it away.

When I got home, I called my mother as soon as I got home, and excitedly reported the news of my reunion with Jiang He. My mother was unexpectedly cold, recalling her attitude when Jiang Feng and his wife were mentioned at the birthday banquet, which made me a little annoyed and regretted talking to her, so I didn't tell her anything further about Jiang He's coming over, anyway, it seemed that she didn't plan to come back for a while.

My mother's temper suddenly became bigger, and then she began to nag me about my idleness, living on rent and waiting for dead parasites, etc., so I had to lie to her and say that I would interview two companies next to reassure her.

Just as I was about to put the phone down, my mother suddenly raised her tone again and said to me very sternly: "I tell you Lou Lanyu, you don't get along with Jiang He's family, the previous things are over, your father is also dead, if you don't listen to me, there will be a day when you regret it!" ”

This headless warning is simply inexplicable, I'm also on fire, what's wrong with this person, I used to call each other Jiang Dad Lou Mom, more than ten years have passed, even if people go to tea and are cold, people are indifferent, and they won't be so explicit, right?

I was angry, my mother didn't say anything, and when I was about to put the phone again, my mother called out meaningfully: "Lou Lanyu!" ”

I've been familiar with her routines for so many years, but when I am called by my full name, it doesn't matter how big or small, I will definitely not give up.

I waited for her to go crazy, but she suddenly changed her mood like a third-rate actor, and said seriously: "It's true that your father and Jiang Feng used to be good friends, but that's all in the past." Jiang Feng is not a good person, he was kicked out by the army, and it also affected your father, if it weren't for Jiang Feng, your father would not have changed jobs in the second year. So I advise you to have less contact with them, after so many years, everything has passed, but I didn't expect that not long after your father died, they would come out again. ”

I am disgusted with my mother's choice of words, I don't know anything about the struggle for fame and fortune in the previous generation, and I am not interested, not to mention that my father has passed away, and what I have gained and what I have lost is meaningful.

I wanted to hang up the phone perfunctorily, but my mother raised her voice again: "Don't perfunctory me, your father told me before his death that the thing he regretted the most in his life was to befriend Jiang Feng, don't be a deaf ear, it's not for nothing that your father has not been in contact with them for so many years." ”

This piqued my interest, and when I asked my father what he regretted, my mother couldn't say why, and my father complained so hard that he didn't say anything to her at all.

So my mother was ridiculed by me, and she had nothing to say. Mother is like this, but when she is old, her mind is not mature at all, and she stopped forever in her girlhood. When her father was alive, she was completely dependent on her father, and when his father died, she could only rely on her eldest sister temporarily. I think that my aunt's care for her should be based on the same cognitive judgment as me.

I was in a bad mood when I put down the phone, so I turned on the TV and turned up the volume to make the whole room laugh. In the end, I called Shi Ting and made an appointment to have dinner together in the evening, which was a sigh of relief.

Jiang He's smile has always lingered in my heart, and it is interacted with her childhood smile, slowly blending together, and it is warm when I think about it.

There is still an afternoon to be spent on. The sun turned direction, I sat on the sofa in the shadow of the living room, a little dazed, I used WeChat to send Jiang He a smile, she didn't reply.

After the excitement dissipated, he began to be a little depressed, and a wave of gloom and gloom permeated him, which was an emotional inertia. I knew there were a lot of things that needed to be done, the guest rooms needed to be cleaned up, and even the bathroom had a bunch of unwashed clothes, but I just didn't want to start moving. A lot of times I don't do anything in my heart, so I can't really mature.

I feel like I've spent my whole life in this cycle of anxiety. When I was studying, I was in arrears with my homework, and now I am in arrears with everything. And to make matters worse, I actually suffer from depression, like a dead person all day long, what else can I expect for the future?

At the embarrassing moment when my life slipped into the darkest abyss, Jiang He reappeared in my field of vision, so I knew that I had finally descended to a valley and had the possibility to climb upward. Suddenly, I started crying silently, and after a while, I stopped crying, wiped my nose and tears, and continued to be in a daze.

Dr. Meng had suggested that I date the opposite sex and talk about a relationship or something, saying that it might help improve my condition, and I was not interested. I said that if it fails, it will aggravate the condition, and besides, Lu Xun criticized human blood steamed buns for treating tuberculosis decades ago, and I still use the whole living person as medicine, and I am so insensitive that it is unimaginable, this kind of thing cannot be done. At that time, Dr. Meng really looked at me for the first time like a patient, and even violated medical ethics and expressed disgust.

I don't have any vision of love in my bones, I don't know about love. Shi Ting doesn't have any longing for love, but unlike me, he doesn't believe in love.

Shi Ting was my best classmate and friend.

Shi Ting has a very vulgar theory of love excretion. He believes that love is a theory that has evolved from primitive society to the present, indicating that it is not inherent in human beings, but constantly processed by humanities, which is different from family affection. Its essence is an emotion derived from the human reproductive impulse, which matures with a certain bodily fluid of human beings, to a certain extent, like holding urine, and naturally needs to be excreted, whether male or female.

Philosophers who go out of their way to sing the praises of love when they are young, but curse impulses when they are old, which are all emptied of secretions and begin to look for pumps, such as Russell. As for the poets, praise love before excretion, and praise freedom after emptying, like all poets.

If anyone argues with him, he asks two more questions: "If one day you find out that the gender of the person you love has changed, will you still love him?" If someone you love has a big, wet, foul-smelling on their face, do you still love it? ”

If you can't do it, don't be shy and talk to him about love. These two of his questions defeated the vast majority of people, leaving the hard-mouthed ones, whom he classified as virgin psychosis.

I once asked him why most people are actually defeated by your question, but still continue to believe in love? He said lightly, because people are liars, and they deceive others and themselves, they think that these two problems of mine will not really happen.

There's nothing wrong with me saying that love has preconditions, and he says how can something sacred set a precondition, and my words are as hateful as insulting God, unless you know in your heart that it's not holy.

Shi Ting is a descendant of Shi Lang, a famous general of the former Qing Dynasty. After Zheng Chenggong's death, Shi Lang led a huge naval fleet to attack Taiwan, packed up Zheng Chenggong's straw bag grandson, and Taiwan truly returned to the central government.

Shi Lang's historical achievements are actually indelible, if the Zheng family is allowed to live and develop in Taiwan for a long time, it is really difficult to say what the situation will be in a few generations, just look at Taiwan in the post-Kuomintang period today to understand a rough idea.

However, history cannot assume that Zheng Chenggong drove away the Dutch foreigners, and Shi Lang defeated the Zheng family under the banner of Han Ming, which offended the Han literati, so he was destined to have a reputation similar to Wu Sangui for a long period of history. At that time, the Manchu Qing Dynasty destroyed the Ming Dynasty and was a family and country feud for countless people, and from today's point of view, it was nothing more than a struggle between the Han and Manchu people in China, and it belonged to the internal contradiction of the Chinese nation. So the situation reversed, and now the commemoration of Shi Lang is chasing Zheng Chenggong, and a statue of the same size as Zheng Chenggong was erected in his hometown, and the two of them stared at Taiwan together.

Our high school classmates once half-jokingly analyzed why the Shi family lived in Xiamen. In history, Shi Lang was a person who rebelled repeatedly, and the more outstanding his martial arts were, the more difficult it was to win the trust of the imperial court. With an uncertain future, his people must always be vigilant and ready to flee for their lives on the sea. Zheng Chenggong's family, including his mother, was not safe because Zheng Zhilong surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, and was finally attacked and killed by the Qing soldiers, which was a lesson for them at that time.

Shi Ting liked to talk about state affairs when he was in high school, and he was anti-Yingying, mainly influenced by his family, and I didn't know much about the ancestral property dispute of the Shi family, but then the demolition of the old house was relatively late, and we only started in the second year of high school, and all kinds of compensation were far less than early in the morning, and their people have always had great opinions. So Shi Ting followed the trend and made some fierce remarks at every turn, but in fact, most of them were naïve theories that could not stand scrutiny, and talking about politics actually touched the blind spot of his temperament. I've always felt that what he does best is probably smearing his face and swearing in the stands of the football stadium with the flag draped.

Combined with his family background, a classmate from the northeast of ours gave him a nickname, called "Second Imperial Court".

After graduating from college and working, he gradually changed his problem of talking about politics, first, his college classmates came from all over the world, and he was not interested in his demolition story, and his business was wasted due to his rare play; The second is that most of his high school classmates began to dislike his hobby after graduating from work, and he has always cared about the reputation of his friends.

Shi Ting and I have been classmates since elementary school. When I transferred to a fifth grade, I was still speaking with a Xinjiang accent, which everyone thought was funny. At that time, the population of Xiamen was not as diverse as it is now, and the primary school I studied in was mainly local, although I tried my best to please me to emphasize that I was a native of Xiamen, and now I am considered to have returned to my hometown, but many children are still not very friendly to me who can't speak Hokkien, and from time to time someone plays nonsense in front of me to make everyone laugh: you can talk, bring me ten skewers of mutton!

At that time, Sting was one of my first friends. We were still classmates in junior high school, and in high school, we were in different classes, I was in liberal arts, and he was in science. Later, I went to Hangzhou to study advertising, he took root in Xiamen to study civil engineering, and did not enter real estate after graduation, otherwise he would be a guy who demolished others. I believe that if he demolishes others, he will also have a set of theories that are righteous and strict.

He is now working with a few people to contract the project, it seems to be doing the insulation construction of the pipeline, I don't know much about the specifics, probably to wrap some special pipes with a layer of insulation materials, which is said to be very profitable.

Previously, he was confident that he had been working on termite control projects for buildings for a while. He said that it was a lucrative pit money, and the profits were extremely high. And there are very few people who know and engage in this business, and it is absolutely out of the way. The point is that you don't need much technical qualifications, it's something you can do just by seeing. The dream of making a fortune is naïve, because the termite control of Xiamen buildings is mandatory, so this industry is actually controlled by some guys whose identities are mysterious, forming a policy monopoly, and it is extremely difficult for others to intervene, and they do it for a while before they know that they are in the wrong business. So he urgently changed careers and became the current plumber Super Mario.

In my cranky thoughts, it was raining outside, and then I received a reply from Jiang He, asking me what was wrong, I asked her if she wanted to have dinner together, and she said no, see you tomorrow at eight o'clock in the morning.