As he walked, Guo Xiaofeng excitedly imagined what his daughter Ai Mei, whom he hadn't seen for several months, would look like.Since his daughter came to Beijing to go to university, he only saw her once in a few months, and he often imagined her daughter's state. You should be reviewing nervously, right?Full of anticipation, he first imagined a gratifying scene. The winter vacation is coming soon, and it should also be the exam period. Reviewing should be the most natural thing. However, the original reason immediately struck his brain like a fair and severe hammer, which made him immediately recall that since his daughter left home to study in college, every time the father and daughter talked on the phone, the other end of the phone It's always the daughter who chatters about other people's affairs, and she—is always the one who gets in and takes care of it.After losing the pressure of the college entrance examination, the daughter's nosy and quarrelsome temper grew wildly like a crop that was given too much hormone.And things are always like this, the more you love to manage, the more things you can manage.

Maybe—he thought reluctantly—that his daughter was excitedly messing with other people's idle thoughts. As soon as the thought flashed across his mind, he immediately shook his head resolutely, hoping to get rid of this unpleasant picture, and began to work hard I can only imagine the scene where my daughter is studying hard.It's a pity that the thought that just passed by in a flash began to sneak up from time to time, and then swaggered and settled in it until it occupied all the positions. Finally—he arrived at the school with some sighs, and, as if to prove his skillful planning, the first thing he saw—as expected—was his daughter's waving arms.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried forward to ask with a relieved expression that he had expected. "What's going on?" he said, looking for an opportunity to deftly return his daughter's arm to its quiet position. "It's so exasperating!" Seeing her father, whom she hasn't seen for a long time, didn't seem to calm down Aimei's excitement, and she still looked angry, "I hate discrimination." "Of course, we all hate it, but what happened? It shouldn't have anything to do with you, right?" Guo Xiaofeng instinctively became nervous.

"Nothing directly related." "Oh--" "Why are you so relieved?" Guo Aimei immediately turned to her father with dissatisfaction, and asked very fiercely, "Dad, people are related to each other. It is her who is discriminated against today, and it may be me tomorrow. Don't forget Hemingway's famous quote - For whom the bell tolls! You are still a policeman!" Guo Xiaofeng, who is well versed in his daughter's temper, immediately agreed soothingly without rolling his eyes: "Of course, of course, you have to have a good talk with me." As he spoke, he deliberately showed a slightly painful expression: "Is there any food in the cafeteria? I haven't had lunch yet to see you."

In an instant, Aimei immediately withdrew her accusing expression, and put on a concerned look: "Really? Dad, are you hungry? It's past one o'clock now, and the food in the cafeteria is not good. Let's go to the small restaurant. I'll take you there." The school's small restaurant is no different from the restaurants outside. They chose a seat by the window and sat down, gently pressed their still full stomach (he had already had lunch), Guo Xiaofeng lied without changing his expression: "I ate late in the morning, and I'm actually not too hungry. I just need a small bowl of noodle soup."

"OK?" "Okay." Guo Xiaofeng took a sip of the free tea that the waiter had just poured—it was a rather unflattering taste, "There is a new vegetarian in our unit, and she told me that hunger makes people smarter and live longer. Especially at my age, it’s better to be hungry than full, and in order to live longer, I decided to practice it.” "Tch—" Aimei laughed. Looking at his daughter who had calmed down, Guo Xiaofeng picked up a pair of chopsticks and casually played with them, asking, "What is it that makes you so excited?" "Ah, it's because of the mother of one of my classmates."

"My classmate's mother?" Guo Xiaofeng shouted in surprise, "It seems that the scope of your concern has expanded again." "Hey——" Aimei's eyes, which were still smiling just now, immediately stood up righteously: "What do you mean, that classmate is still from the same town! Of course, his family is from the countryside, and the economic conditions are very poor. God! This is really an unlucky year for students. Tuition fees are horribly expensive, and jobs are terribly hard to find!" "Oh? If that's the case, then I think it's more fair to say that this is a bad year for parents." Guo Xiaofeng muttered and corrected, "Tuition fees are the idea of ​​us being parents, alas! I don't know when we will make it through. "

"That was an unlucky year." It was rare for Guo Aimei not to argue with her father, "But I have to go, my classmate is two years older than me, and his grades are good. He is in the Department of Chemistry and is going to take the postgraduate entrance examination. Finding a job in the most surplus era, God, is too difficult!" "Will there be a surplus of graduate students after he graduates?" "Who knows? Maybe! It's hard to say anything now, anyway, let's 'probation for three years'." Guo Aimei ignored her father's disapproving curl of her lips and said to herself.

"But graduate students still need a lot of tuition fees. His family was so poor that they were heavily in debt, you know? He didn't pay his university tuition fees in full. Now the school has issued a document saying that there are too many people in debt. From now on, he can't pay the tuition fees." It’s cruel enough not to give a degree from the tuition fee! To make matters worse, his mother was suddenly kicked out by the unit for no reason when she got off work the night before yesterday! She came to us and cried. Yesterday, she went back and begged for another day. The manager just disagrees! It’s too hateful, huh! I decided to go and ask this afternoon! You can’t just bully us outsiders.”

"You go?" The chopsticks in Guo Xiaofeng's hand fell to the table, and then rolled to the ground again. He didn't bother to pick them up, and asked anxiously, "Don't you want to review your homework and exams?" Aimei pursed her lips in understanding, bent down to pick up the chopsticks and put them aside, took out a new pair of chopsticks and handed them over, then replied in a long voice: "Don't worry, we've already finished the exam, and I feel that the exam is not bad, and now I'm waiting for the holiday." Guo Xiaofeng let out a long breath, "Oh—" At this moment, a delicious smell of scrambled eggs with tomatoes wafted over.

He couldn't help moving his nose. Before he could turn around, a bowl of tomato and egg noodle soup was placed in front of him. Guo Xiaofeng saw that besides red and yellow tomatoes and eggs, there were also green cabbage on the sparse noodles. , fat black fungus, and thin Flammulina velutipes are arranged alternately, together with the aroma of the hot and rich scrambled eggs, he couldn't help but move his appetiteless tongue, but his full stomach was relatively indifferent, He began to regret that he had eaten a fuller lunch just now. Reluctantly picking up a fungus with chopsticks and stuffing it into his mouth, Guo Xiaofeng began to think about how to calm his daughter's easily agitated emotions. "Aimei, there may be many reasons why his mother lost her job. It may be due to her incompetence. How can you say that she was bullied?" "How can you be incompetent? It's just for cleaning! And it's in a commercial apartment, how difficult is it to clean up? It's not about being a Spider-Man, because she thinks she has bad legs, so open it! I've found out. She said that when she got off work in the evening, the manager suddenly informed her: 'There is no need for so many people now, so don't come tomorrow!'——is this not bullying? What is the truth! "Maybe she was fired because she didn't do a good job of cleaning. There is a difference between cleaning and not doing it seriously, so being fired can't be considered too much." "Even so, there's no need to do it so badly! If you say you don't need it, you don't need it. It's almost Chinese New Year. It's too unkind to do something like this." "That can't be helped. There are always unkind people, right? Anyway, it's almost Chinese New Year, so it's better to simply change jobs? Is it hard to find a job as a cleaner in Beijing?" "That's not hard to find. The cleaning company near our school recruits cleaners all year round. The salary is not low. It may be even higher if you do it well. She seems to only have five or six hundred a month, maybe seven hundred at most. But he Mom said, I have been working in that apartment for a year. Although the salary is not high, the work is not tiring. Dangerous, some are too tired. So I want to go back to do it. In addition, my mother said that the key is to let her go well, and I feel dissatisfied. And—" Aimei glanced at the noodle soup that was no longer so hot, and thoughtfully suggested: "Dad, you don't have to listen to me all the time, you can listen while you eat." Guo Xiaofeng quickly lowered his head to take a bite of the bowl of noodles that he wanted to eat but had no appetite, and then answered vaguely: "I think things have different solutions, why don't you persuade her not to be so stubborn?" "Persuasion." Guo Aimei said in a muffled voice, "We have all persuaded, even her son, but uneducated people are stubborn and admit death. She said she can leave by herself, but she can't be dismissed for no reason. How to say What? To paraphrase Song Dandan's famous sketch quote - I hurt my self-esteem!" "Really?" Guo Xiaofeng glanced at his daughter with a mouth full of noodles, "You still have a weird temper! If that's the case, I'll reason with you later, maybe it can help."