Chapter 510: Lonely Old Age

After I put the guarantee away, I transferred 20,000 yuan to him through WeChat, and then said: "It's the last time, and there will be a next time, I'll go back to Chongqing by myself." ”

"Yes, thank you, Brother Chen."

After getting the money, he smiled with satisfaction, and when he left, he grabbed the other chicken leg of my roast chicken, and both chicken legs were caused disaster by this grandson.

Looking at his triumphant appearance, I was really angry.

But this anger has nothing to come out of, and I can only blame myself for making promises to others too easily, and now I can only bear all the bitter consequences by myself.

was in a good mood, but he was suddenly defeated by Fu Zhiqiang.

I also ate two chicken legs of my roast chicken, which is the most annoying.

I suddenly lost my appetite, lit a cigarette, and fell into a depressed mood.

But these depressed emotions are completely given to me by myself, why do I have to call Fu Zhiqiang to Chengdu?

I should have known that he was not the kind of person who said he could change, because some personalities were ingrained in his bones.

But I was too impulsive at the time, and I always felt that I could change everything, and now I think I was stupid.

Just as I was thinking about these things, my phone rang without warning.

It looked like it was Lao Fu calling, which was really a coincidence.

After connecting, Lao Fu's voice came: "Xiao Chen, how are you doing?" ”

"As always, what about you? Lao Fu, how is the business? ”

Lao Fu smiled on the other end of the phone: "I listened to your advice last time, and after vigorously publicizing it, my business is getting better and better, and I can't be busy for some time periods...... I've called my wife to help now, and my daughter occasionally comes to help. ”

Hearing the good news of Lao Fu, my heart was finally a little relieved.

I smiled and said, "Lao Fu, I'll just say, you have a good location there, and the vegetables you sell don't go through middlemen, it's hard for you to make money or not!" ”

"yes, yes! From the time I opened to the present, I have made more than 10,000 or 20,000 yuan in pure profit alone, which is much better than my stall. ”

"I'm really happy for you, your efforts have been rewarded, and that's how it should be."

"Xiao Chen, when are you coming back? My wife and I discussed a meal for you and said I would like to thank you. ”

I sneered: "Lao Fu, thank me for it, I don't have to, I didn't do anything." ”

"Hey, you didn't tell me about this, I never thought of it in my life, I can say that without you I wouldn't be where I am now!"

I smiled again and said, "Okay, I'll be back when I'm free." ”

"Well, by the way, Fu Zhiqiang is okay with you?"

I didn't want Lao Fu to worry about Fu Zhiqiang, so I had to say to him: "It's okay, it's changed a lot now." ”

"That's good, Xiao Chen, you're really our family's benefactor!"

"Lao Fu, you are serious about what you say, we are friends, this is how it should be."

Lao Fu sighed heavily and said: "Xiao Chen, since you say so, then I will not see outside, in the future, you will treat me as my own home, and you will tell me what you need, as long as I have it, I will never say anything." ”

"Okay, then I'm welcome."

"You're welcome, you've really changed our family! If you continue like this, it will not be difficult to buy a house. ”

I can hear that Lao Fu is really happy, and I am happy for him, but Fu Zhiqiang, this kid, is really disappointing.

After a brief pleasantries, we ended the call.

I exhaled softly and continued to put on disposable gloves and began to eat.

At this time, I don't know which house put another familiar song, the name of this song is "Thirty-year-old Woman".

Every time I hear this song, I think of An Lan, her faint smile, and her eyes full of tenderness......

"You said that you have been busy at work for too long, and before you know it, it has been thirty years."

I read this lyric repeatedly, and my heart was extremely emotional.

I'm already over 30 years old, and I'm about to celebrate the New Year, and when the year is over, I'll be 31 years old.

Other people's thirty-one children may have gone to primary school and have a warm and happy family.

But I'm still alone.

I couldn't even see my future, and I even felt like I was going to die alone......

A cold wind blew in from the balcony, and I felt a chill hit me, so I got up and went to close the balcony window.

Outside the window, it was a dark night and a dense light rain.

And in the night, the whole city is like a lonely boat, fluttering, trembling, and gradually capsizing in the sea full of wind and rain.

That night, I had a poor night's sleep.

I dreamed that I was in the icy waters, and the wind swept the waters into huge waves, which kept lapping against me.

I have been submerged in the sea countless times, and I have struggled on the surface of the water countless times with a strong desire to survive......

I'm afraid of the underwater world, and I don't want to die in the dark.

I felt colder and colder, and my throat tingled.

Then came the terrible feeling of being on the verge of death......

In the dream, there was another dying struggle.

In reality, I woke up suddenly!

While I was wheezing violently, I was glad I was still alive......

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and I looked up to realize that it was the bedroom window that had been blown open by the wind at some point.

It turned out that the cold touches in my dreams were blown by these winds.

I hurried to close the window and lit another cigarette to calm my mind.

In the diffuse smoke, I thought of Anlan again.

The dream I just had was what she encountered in reality.

One can imagine how frightened and powerless she will be at the moment she is experiencing.

A dream is enough to make me feel terrible, and what about her?

How did she feel when she fell into the ocean?

But in my last impression of her, she gave me a smile.

That smiling face seemed to tell me to be brave in life, to be optimistic, to be positive.

But I really can't do it, Anlan, I miss you so much......

Morning came without warning, and I would go downstairs every day to go for a run, but it was so cold today that I didn't plan to go for a run.

After washing, I went out, and a lot of leaves fell on the road of the community, presumably blown down by the strong wind last night.

After a strong wind, it is often sunny.

At this moment, the morning sun is slowly rising from the horizon, and the golden sunlight is shining on the rows of skyscrapers.

The neighborhood is surprisingly peaceful, but the birds chirp from time to time, bringing life to this chilly morning.

Panicking, I hurriedly thought that such a scene was a good sign.

There is a breakfast shop at the entrance of the community, which is a time-honored brand, and many people queue up to buy breakfast every day.

The owner is a northeasterner, very welcoming and sometimes humorous.

It seems that most Northeast people are born with a sense of humor in their bones, and they speak with a lot of humor.

"What's the hour today?" This is what he asks me every morning, and his mouth is full of Northeast dialect is very interesting.

"Two tea eggs, two cabbage-stuffed buns, and a cup of soy milk."

It's usually my breakfast every morning, with the steamed buns occasionally changing to full heads, and the soy milk occasionally changing to millet porridge.

In the early morning sun, people hurriedly walked through the streets, looking down at their watches and munching on the buns they had just bought.

We are all migrant workers, and everyone goes in different directions, but we all strive for the same goal, that is: money.

Chengdu at eight o'clock, a dangerous and gorgeous city, an overturned bowl, a flower riddled with poisonous snakes.