Chapter 020: Empty Words (3)

Nan Sheng looked at Tang Yan and didn't know what to say for a while. Tang Yan didn't mind much, but waved her hand and said, "The first half of my life was really done by myself." ”

"It's all gone."

"Yes, it's all gone, and it's useless to say more." Tang Yan stretched her arms aggressively: "I, the most embarrassing time in my life has passed." In 2013, the child had just entered kindergarten, and because of his poor resistance, he was either sick or sick all day long. When others are in the army, they can't help at all with their family affairs. In addition to having no one to rely on, I also lack money, so much so that I want to sell my liver and kidney. In those two years, Liu Zhijun and I quarreled every day, and the most I talked about on each phone call was divorce. Later, I listened to your advice, gritted my teeth and sent the child back to my parents' home, and found a job on my own. ”

"Is it still noisy?" Nan Sheng asked.

"Noisy, of course noisy, how can this husband and wife not quarrel. It's just that it's not like before, it's noisy at every turn, and the quarrel is endless. Tang Yan covered her mouth and smiled: "We are different from other couples, the more noisy people are, the more angry we are, and the more noisy we are, the better our feelings." In Liu Zhijun's words, it was through quarrels that he learned about my grievances in marriage, and through quarrels, he realized his shortcomings. He treated me well, and I had no reason to quarrel with him. We're doing pretty well now. If nothing else, you should be able to grow old and lie in a coffin board. ”

"Hurry up and blah."

"Nansheng, you're still the same." Tang Yan hugged her arm again: "When I was in junior high school, as long as I talked about something related to death, you would let me babble and say that I would vomit out the bad luck." But life and death are the norm, and there is nothing that can't be said like joys and sorrows. ”

"Am I old?" Nan Sheng looked at Tang Yan: "I heard that only the old man will avoid talking about life and death. ”

"Then you are old quite early, and you have been taboo about life and death since junior high school." Tang Yan pursed her lips and smiled: "I'm not kidding you, is your eldest also studying in this school." How many classes are there in the grade? My child has just moved here, and we live in the neighborhood over there. The house is a second-hand house bought in the early years, because of Liu Zhijun's relationship, he has not taken care of the whole thing, and he moved here a while ago. ”

"It's okay to move here, our old classmate can still come and go often when he is fine."

"That's what I'm talking about." Tang Yan stepped on his feet and looked into the school: "I heard that you gave birth to a second child, why didn't I see you bring the little one out." ”

"Sleep, my mom is watching at home."

"People who have mother-in-law to help take care of them are really happy, unlike me and Liu Zhijun, who can only rely on themselves since the birth of the child. His parents have money in their eyes except for themselves. ”

"It's not my mother-in-law, it's my mother."

Tang Yan heard it, glanced back at Nan Sheng, stretched out her hand and hugged her again: "Where is your husband?" It should be in Los Angeles. ”

Nan Sheng's lips moved, but he only spat out two words: "Not there." ”

"Then you and my mother (note: an honorific title for older or younger married women) are hard enough, which is equivalent to one person with one child."

"It's okay, the boss basically doesn't have to take care of it."

"You don't need to take care of eating and drinking Lazar, but this tutoring homework is not easier than taking care of a baby. You're okay, it's not like me, I just entered the society in a hurry before I finished high school, and I hurriedly entered marriage before the society understood it clearly, and that's it for the rest of my life. ”

Nan Sheng smiled, polite, but with a bitterness that could not be concealed: "It's all the same, a few more years of school, a few more years of study can't change the nature of life and marriage, and besides, I don't go to a good school." ”

"At least it's easier than me to tutor homework." Tang Yan gave her a blank look.

Nan Sheng looked at Tang Yan and sighed slightly, but did not explain anything.

The children came out one after another, Tang Yan first pointed to her son to introduce Nan Sheng, and then waved and ran towards her son. Nan Sheng looked at her, as if he saw himself when he was young.

At that time, she was ignorant and carefree, and she only knew how to indulge in the world of novels all day long. She had read more than a hundred romance novels, but she still didn't know what they were. Tang Yan never read those novels, but she practiced them and started a love internship.

Her first love was split and ended up without a problem, and hers was not.

It's just that she is not as lucky as Tang Yan, she only understood that a man who splits his legs can't be wanted after ten years of marriage.

Zhao Fan is a lively child, and without waiting for the teacher to say that he was disbanded, he "slipped out" out of the team like a fish.

"Mom, I have something to tell you." Zhao Fan sat firmly, stretched out his hand from the back seat to wrap around Nan Sheng's waist: "But I don't know if you will be angry after I say it." ”

"Think about it." Nan Sheng turned around and rubbed his son's hair, his hair was very thick and hard, and it was a little prickly when he kneaded it.

"Then I'll think about it." Zhao Fan said very seriously, withdrawing his hand from Nan Sheng's waist, but pasted his whole face to her back as she rode: "Mom, I don't want you to be angry, and I don't want to see you cry." ”

Nan Sheng tugged lightly in his heart, and asked in a suppressed voice: "Is it related to your father?" ”

Zhao Fan hummed softly.

"It's okay, you ask, mom promises not to be angry."

"Will Mom be upset?"

"Mom tries not to be upset, okay?"

"Okay." Zhao Fan's voice raised a little.

A boy who is only ten years old, no matter how sensitive and delicate his mind is, he can't understand the emotional entanglements between adults.

The electric car drove slowly on the road, and it was not until he entered the community that Zhao Fan asked: "Mom, will Dad come back when I celebrate my birthday?" ”

Nan Sheng didn't know how to answer his son.

If he doesn't come back, his son will definitely be sad.

Again? According to their current anxious relationship and Zhao Yang's attitude towards Zhu Lili, nine times out of ten, they will not remember their son's birthday, let alone come back to celebrate his son's birthday. Giving him hope, only to see it fall through, is even more cruel than telling him the truth directly.

Nan Sheng thought and hesitated, until the car was steady, then he turned around, looked at his son's expectant little face and said, "Mom will remind him, but there is no guarantee that he will definitely come back." You know, he's very busy, and he has to take time off when he comes home. ”

"I know, but I hope he can come back." Zhao Fan lowered his head: "If Dad comes back, Mom, won't you cry at night?" ”

"Fanfan?"

"Dad, doesn't he want us anymore? I asked my grandmother, but she didn't answer me, she only told me to be better in the future and not to make my mother angry. I heard my mother crying, not because my brother was angry with me, but because I was very sad, very sad. I didn't know how to comfort my mother, and I didn't dare to comfort my mother, I was afraid that my mother would know that I hadn't slept yet, and I was afraid that my mother would know that I was hiding in the quilt and crying with my mother. Mom, doesn't he want us anymore? ”

"Your dad, he didn't want you." Nan Sheng's nose was sore, her eyes were quickly red, she quickly raised her head, held back the tears that were about to take her eyes, and at the same time hugged her son with her hand.