Chapter 32: A Bad Day as Slow as a Snail
"Have you just stood by and watched until now? The eldest daughter is already late! ”
"My daughter has just recovered a little bit and forced her to study? I called the teacher and said I wasn't going today. ”
"Do you know how much homework you can leave behind on this day? is also a father, why is the gap between you and others so big, and you don't care about the future of your children at all? Li Chengmei held the microphone as a unit and shouted, and from time to time she had to use a stern tone to give orders to Yu Cheng, who was sitting on the ground in fright, and the majestic momentum was enough to deter Zheng Minhe, the direct boss who was far away on the other end of the telephone receiver.
"What day of the week is my wife? No, how many years is it now? ”
"The fire burns your eyebrows, and you still have the leisure to disagree with me, right? Zheng Yucheng, if you dare to follow the example of your fox friends and dogs, and engage in performance art in front of me, I promise that you will not see the sun tomorrow morning! ”
As if to prove to everyone that he was seriously angry, the earpiece fell to the ground, and the ping-pong noise was used as a dub to emphasize the effect. But even so, Seungmi still didn't seem to be relieved, and for the next few seconds, she stood there in a huff, her breathing obviously getting faster and shorter with anger.
"I saw that it was Friday, March 18, 2022..."Yu Cheng muttered quietly.
"Zheng Yucheng, you seem to be really bored!" Li Chengmei breathed a sigh of helplessness. "Is it true that other people do what they hate? Look at this drunken dream! Ay! ”
Thinking of this, Li Chengmei felt even more indignant, she was not yet 40 years old at this time, but she was already a veritable aunt, although she had never hoped for any romance like a little girl, but before she got married, she never dreamed that she would have to worry about her husband's immaturity.
After a long time, Yu Cheng's eyes silently stayed on the three dishes that Chengmei had just brought back from the kitchen: "It's been a long time since I have eaten my mother-in-law's specialty pickles." ”
Seungmi lost her appetite in an instant, and while she barely managed to stuff the rice in the spoon into her mouth, her mind was still thinking nonsense.
"If you're free today, please go for a run and see what your mother-in-law needs, even if it's to accompany you for a walk."
This fleeting smile couldn't help but make Chengmei grit her teeth in anger, but Yu Cheng, who was sitting opposite, lazily picked up a little food and put it in his mouth.
"Wife, do you want me to put on some music to adjust the atmosphere? Is it a pop song or light music you like! Today is your day off, don't be sad from the morning! Yu Cheng said in a disapproving tone to Cheng Mei, who was fiddling with chopsticks repeatedly.
"If you really don't want to eat with me, you don't have to sit here! And I've told you more than once that we're living a real married life, not a game like a house! ”
"If you don't want to go, don't go, and if you don't want to listen, you won't listen. Now that you're in a temper, I don't even know what I'm going to do to get your way? Lee Seung-mi, I don't even know how I got back last night! It's not that I'm afraid of choking your lungs again by asking casually! Looking at his dissatisfied wife, Yucheng decided to open up and say what he thought.
"How else could you get back? If you don't walk, you can climb back! As a word of advice, you'd better quit drinking right away! Otherwise, you will be the next person to die on the streets! ”
Seungmei's words were like a fatal crit blow to Yucheng at the most vulnerable moment of his spirit, and then she looked at her proudly, as if she was ready to wait for him to resist. But something strange happened, Yu Cheng didn't contradict him this time, and after a while, he turned his head to look at the gray sky, his mouth constantly opening and closing as if he would shout at any moment.
Seung-mi gasped as she re-pulled her shirt with a half-open neckline, put on her coat, and finally picked up a canvas bag from the corner of the table, and when it was all done, she walked in the direction of the door.
"Where are you going?" Just as Chengmei reached out to grasp the doorknob of the house, Yucheng spoke, but Chengmei's gaze remained in the direction of the door.
"After sending the child, I'm going to buy you a life insurance. After that, I went directly to the work unit to take the shift for my colleagues. As for you, the unit loves to go or not! With your temperament of not being able to achieve enough things and more than failing, there is no difference between you and a newcomer when you do it seriously! After being stared at by those resentful eyes, no matter how hard-hearted Yu Cheng is, he will feel very awkward in his heart. Just when he felt inexplicably hopeless, there were cold raindrops falling on his shoulders along the window, and then the rain blossomed into snow-white flowers.
"Damn! An office full of people, I have to go to Agent Zhao's house to condole! It's a shame to miss the opportunity to reset your life! However, I remember very well that I did drive back, but after the car broke down, my brain was completely broken! ”
Yu Cheng looked at the empty window opposite the office with a look of disappointment, and said stupidly.
"Is it really because I've been drinking too much lately? But if you want to say that everything is a dream, those pictures are too clear! It's like..."
Something in life is suddenly picked up after a long time has passed, and that memory is really heart-wrenching. So all morning, Yu Cheng looked at the vase on his desk in a daze, especially when his good friend Zhi Yuan inserted a few pale yellow daisies into it, Yu Cheng suddenly remembered something.
"Out of Agent Zhao's house, I also met Pei Kemian. But am I really just seeing him alone? Joo-hyun! Could it be that I met Joo Hyun on the way back, so I had such a serial dream? "Today seems to be a very special day, yes, it was the day when Joo-hyun asked me to watch the performance ten years ago. Just as Woo Sung's gaze rested on the calendar placed next to the vase, the words that Joo Hyun had said to him echoed in his ears again.
"Hey! What do you think, so distracted. Why don't we go upstairs to Paradise Lost, or why don't we go to the new food stall for a while? ”
Zhou Mingyao's fingers tapped on the corner of Yu Cheng's desk, but such a subtle movement made Yu Cheng feel a kind of anxiety that he had never felt before.
Standing at the intersection and looking at the scenery, the busy cars and pedestrians seem to be circling in circles around the same labyrinth intermittently.
The wind blows gently. Yu Cheng, who was stunned and looked up at the sky, had his hair fluttering in the wind. If there's anything to be nostalgic about from this angle, it's that standing here you can enjoy the most unpretentious style of the people of Anseong.
After a moment of disappearance, Zhou Mingyao couldn't help but run back.