"It's so troublesome to work so hard."

"It doesn't seem like you. But then again, I can't convey your meaning to the other party. ”

"You must not say my name."

"That's why it's so hard to do what happens now. As a client, you can't always tell the lawyer, don't meddle in things, try to judge the key points, and let him stay in prison for a long time. At most, it is painless to reply, well, then there is labor. ”

"I was unlucky to run into such a lawyer."

"It's completely upside down. But I don't understand your feelings. It's just that, in this case, it would be better to find a mediocre lawyer who is not motivated. The introducer is too shrewd. Having a powerful uncle is sometimes quite troublesome. ”

"Can you get this lawyer out of place now?"

"If you don't do that, it will look very unnatural. Replace a lawyer who works hard, and people will suspect that we have other intentions. ”

"If you're not guilty, you'll be able to come out right away, right?"

"If the prosecutor is not satisfied with the verdict of the first instance and continues to appeal, there will be a period of detention. However, he can be released on bail, so he won't be locked up for three or four years. That won't be the eight years or more you'd like. ”

"It's terrible. Is there any way not to? ”

"Then try to restrain the lawyer...... It's just that the situation seems to be urgent. You have to learn a lesson and stop associating with young men in the future. You should keep this lesson in mind. ”

"Nasty!"

"A lesson alone may not do much...... How about it, do you want to go for two hours after eating? ”

Yi Mei felt that someone was shaking herself, so she opened her eyes. The dim white ceiling came into view, and Yan Huaiqing was lying prone beside her, replacing the tobacco in her pipe.

"Oops, I fell asleep."

Yi Mei glanced at her watch, but suddenly she couldn't see the small, dark dial. The heating equipment in the hotel is mediocre, but the legs are sticky and sweaty.

"It's only about thirty minutes." Yan Huaiqing said.

"Really, just a little time? What time is it? ”

"Just after nine o'clock. Are you so concerned about the time to go back? ”

"Of course, I'm also a housewife. And when I came out today, I said that I went to the department store to buy a table and chairs, but I didn't have time to go at all. ”

"Tables and chairs?"

"I want to smoke. This pipe made me take a puff. Yi Mei lay on her back and spat out her cigarette twice, "The table and chair were bought for the stenographer." ”

"Stenographer? What is this? ”

"My husband said he wanted to publish an autobiography at his own expense. Because it was dictated, a stenographer was invited to come to the house. He couldn't think of such a strange thing. ”

"Since when?"

"Ah, I mentioned it ten days ago. You see, if he can come up with the idea of writing an autobiography, will he have a few years to live? So, I'm preparing myself to live the rest of my life well. If I don't do what I envisioned, I'm going to miss my chance. At my age, it's impossible to start all over again. ”

"You're paying special attention to age tonight."

"yes, I'm telling the truth."

"Well, it's not like I don't understand...... We'll talk about that next time. It's time to pack up, too. ”

"Not really. You lie down a little longer, and I'll go to the bathroom and clean up first. ”

Yi Mei got out of bed and saw the neon lights of the street market creeping through the cracks in the green shutters. As she poured hot water into the small bathtub, she thought that she had to think about how to make sure the property was her own.

When I got home, I drove the car into the garage, and Saki, who heard the voice, opened the door and greeted him.

"You haven't slept yet, have you?" Yi Mei said.

"Yes."

"Where's the master?"

"After dinner, I went to bed around six o'clock."

"Really? Has anyone called? ”

"There is one, a gentleman named Chen Bing called, and he said that he hoped that his wife would call back tomorrow."

The lawyer hasn't told Chen Bing yet, presumably he came to ask about the follow-up. In order not to get caught up in those guys, this trouble must be ended as soon as possible.

Four

Yi Mei took care of Lu Xin for breakfast. Bread, milk, steak and vegetable salad, and soup.

Yi Mei buttered bread slices Lu Xin only nibbled on half of them. He ate vegetables and eggs, but not much beef. Originally, he was slow to move his mouth, but now his eyes are half-closed, as if he is thinking about something, and he doesn't talk much.

"The meat is going to be cold, hurry up and eat it."

"Hmm."

Lu Xin stretched out his chopsticks to the steak at Yi Mei's urging, only took a slice and put it in his mouth, and never ate it again. Obviously, for his sake, the meat has been cut as thin as paper.

Yi Mei always eats alone afterwards. With Lu Xin, she doesn't know how to eat. The meal also pays attention to the rhythm, eating slowly and methodically like Lu Xin, Yi Mei can't stand it, and her mood will become more and more anxious. If you serve him to eat, you can still watch it.

Recently, Lu Xin's appetite has been declining. Yi Mei put a plate of steak in the morning to give him calories, but he didn't eat much. He made a thick soup made from chicken with bones or an onion soup that was cumbersome to prepare, but he didn't like it, and he only liked the miso soup with wakame.

Lu Xin's body seemed to be gradually thinning. The bags under his eyes widened, his cheeks deflated, and only his lower lip bulged forward, and a few wrinkles added to his mouth. My back is leaning forward more than it used to be. People who meet every day can't see it, but people who haven't seen each other for a long time will be surprised that he is much older. There must have been people who felt that he didn't have long to live.

Although there is only a difference of ten years, Yan Huaiqing is like a prime of life. His face was ruddy, smooth and slippery, his forehead was oily without wrinkles, and he was covered in fine skin and tender flesh, not to mention how strong his appetite was. And he has a loud voice, imposing momentum, and is simply a tireless person.

Lu Xin picked up the wakame from the soup bowl and put it in his mouth. The soup dripping from the wakame fell on his chest. The placket of the garment has been stained two or three times. Yi Mei remembered the appearance of her uncle, who had died of a stroke, wearing a bib.

After noon, the stenographer Gong Su arrived. The woman standing at the entrance was also unobtrusive. His face and body are very thin, and he looks slim even more in black clothes. Small nose and small eyes, no vitality at all. Today, Gong Su, who was holding a handbag, still bowed like a teenager when he saw Yi Mei.

"Welcome. Thank you for your hard work. It's so cold, it must be freezing enough, right? ”

"No, it's not too cold."

Gong Su showed her front teeth protruding slightly, and this smile also lacked the charm of a woman.