Chapter 95 2
Zhang Meng was lying on her back on the bed, staring at her eyes and meditating—compared with ten years ago, her home had more color TVs, telephones, and updated furniture; but it was still simple and without extravagance, a typical home for a single woman with everything in order.
knocking.
Zhang Meng got up and went to open the door—Han Debao, Tsui Hark, and Hao Mei were outside the door.
Han Debao said apologetically, "I...have to..."
Zhang Meng let them in silently, looked at Han Debao, and tried to calmly say: "Debao, don't explain. You are kind, and I don't blame you for being troublesome. There is no need to bring these two reinforcements to continue to persuade me. Xiaoyue is My daughter, I can't deny her, and I don't want to deny her, I...I will go to recognize her with you tonight. "
Xu Ke took it up: "That's right. Otherwise, we're going to fight for Xiaoyue!"
Zhang Meng didn't speak, turned around and rushed into the bedroom.
Hao Mei gave Tsui Hark a reproachful look, and followed closely into the bedroom.
Zhang Meng cried on the bed.
Hao Mei sat by the bed and comforted her silently.
Zhang Meng got up and looked at Hao Mei with tears in her eyes: "I'm not a woman inferior to a beast, don't you believe me?"
Hao Mei held her hands and nodded...
Zhang Meng: "But it was so sudden! I wasn't mentally prepared! I originally thought that everything should not have happened like this..."
She hugged Hao Mei, crying and said: "I want to wait until my life is really stable, and everything has a clue, and then find my daughter back in my life, but now everything has to change again, no I know what it will be like again! I... I have been made intolerable..."
Hao Mei comforted her wordlessly...
Hao Mei held her face in her hands and watched.
Hao Mei took out her handkerchief and wiped away the tears on her face.
Hao Mei pointed to her heart, and then pointed to Zhang Meng's heart, she didn't know how to express herself clearly, she suddenly took off her watch from her wrist, dropped it on the ground, picked up a pillow on the bed, and dropped it on the ground , and stepped a few feet.
Zhang Meng was stunned for a moment.
Han Debao and Xu Ke didn't know why, and walked into the bedroom uneasy when they saw this.
Hao Mei asked them for paper.
Zhang Meng took out the paper and pen and gave them to her.
Hao Meifu wrote quickly on the small bedside table, and handed it to Zhang Meng after finishing writing.
What was written on the paper was: "Life is like this watch or this pillow. The more precise the design, the easier it is to damage. Life should be simple. If it is simple, everything will go with the flow, and everything will go with the flow." Pleased!"
Tsui Hark took it over to look first, and Han Debao naturally followed suit.
After reading it, Tsui Hark handed the paper to Zhang Meng.
After Zhang Meng watched it, she sat silently for a long time...
Han Debao said earnestly: "Zhang Meng, what Hao Mei said is right! How many people can live according to their own design? If we change again, can life turn us into primitive people?"
Tsui Hark said: "I would like to be turned into a primitive man. If it is possible, we can make a documentary film about the life of our contemporary people and show it to the primitive people who live in caves, sing, dance and eat barbecue around the fire. If they still It’s strange to be willing to evolve!”
Han Debao punched Tsui Hark in the shoulder blade, knocking Tsui Hark to sit on the bed.
Han Debao said: "It's not Hao Mei who can't speak, it's just you!"
Zhang Meng stood up: "You guys just wait for me here for ten minutes. After ten minutes, I will go with you to recognize my daughter...to recognize my daughter."
Zhang Meng said and left.
The three looked at each other.
Tsui Hark asked: "Hao Mei, she won't... do stupid things?"
Han Debao looked at Hao Mei: "I'll go and see what she's doing..."
He turned around and walked away, but Hao Mei grabbed him and shook his head in disapproval.
The three of them looked at the small watch on the bedside table in unison.
The little watch was walking away.
Zhang Meng appeared at the door—she brushed her hair back, lightly put on makeup, and wore elegant and well-fitting clothes.
Han Debao and the other three all laughed.
Zhang Meng was in front, and Han Debao, Tsui Hark, and Hao Mei sat in the back seat of the taxi in turn.
Xu Ke bumped Han Debao with his arm: "Hey, I'm still thinking about what you said just now. It would be great if Hao Mei was not dumb! Then I will chat with her every day!"
Zhang Meng turned around and asked Han Debao: "My daughter, is she about to be as tall as me?"
Han Debao: "I think it's similar, very pretty."
Tsui Hark said: "From now on, don't I have a beautiful niece!"
Zhang Meng turned her head and said to herself: "I don't know how many times I have dreamed of her, just like dreaming of myself back then..."
This dinner for Wu Zhenqing's family was not only to clean up the dust for Wu Zhenqing, but also to welcome Xiaoyue, his newly recognized goddaughter. Wu Zhenqing raised his glass and said to his son, "Come on, let our whole family sincerely wish sister Xiaoyue to find her biological parents as soon as possible." The four of them raised their glasses together—Xiaoyue drank it all in one gulp and smacked her lips loudly: "It's so fucking cold!" Wu Zhenqing's family of three couldn't help being startled when they saw this and heard the words. Wu Zhenqing asked tentatively, "Xiaoyue, you...have a lot of alcohol?" Xiaoyue said proudly: "Liquor can handle everything! My adoptive father loves to drink, and I have been learning to drink since I was a child. The more I drink, the more addicted I become. After my adoptive mother remarried, that bastard man also loved to drink, and often ordered him to drink. I went to fetch wine for him. I drank it secretly on the way, and when there was too little left, I added some water to the wine bottle, and that bastard man couldn't drink it." She felt that what she said was funny, laughed, filled the glass with wine, drank it down again, and smacked her lips loudly: "What a fucking fun! Godfather, godmother, Don't worry, I won't get drunk. This beer is like cold water, and in a blink of an eye, nothing happens." Ge Hong said: "Xiaoyue, when speaking in the future, you must overcome those uncivilized words, huh? Girls, beautiful language is especially important." There is a knock on the door. Ge Hong said, "Son, open the door." Han Debao walked in. Wu Zhenqing's family and Xiaoyue were all surprised. Zhang Meng's gaze was fixed on Xiaoyue, and she could see that the excitement in her heart was uncontrollable. Han Debao pointed to Zhang Meng: "Xiaoyue, this is your mother!" Xiao Yue sat still in a daze. Wu Zhenqing's family of three looked at Zhang Meng along with Xiaoyue. Zhang Meng: "Xiaoyue! Mom... I was sorry for you before... Mom picked you up!" Wu Zhenqing looked at Zhang Meng: "This..." After being stunned for a moment, he turned to Xiaoyue, "Still standing up!" Xiao Yue stood up. Ge Hong: "You still don't call me mom?" Xiao Yue said, "How do I know if she is my mother?" Han Debao said: "Xiaoyue, she is your mother! You trust Uncle Han so much, can Uncle Han bring an irrelevant woman to lie to you?" Ge Hong said: "Xiao Yue, if your Uncle Han says yes, then it must be!" Tsui Hark also said, "That's right, I can testify!" Xiao Yue gave him a sideways look: "Who are you?" Tsui Hark was so choked that he didn't know what to say for a while, so he retreated to the sofa wisely, sat down and smoked. Wu Zhenqing scolded: "Xiao Yue, don't be so rude! That's a good uncle of yours!" Xiao Yue snorted and said, "Good uncle? Where was he when I was suffering? Now he's come out to pretend to be a good uncle!" Wu Zhenqing shouted: "Presumptuous!" He also retreated to the sofa, had a cigarette with Tsui Hark, stared at Xiaoyue and smoked. Zhang Meng said softly: "Xiaoyue, I am really your mother! You were burned once when you were young, leaving a half-moon-shaped scar on your left arm, which was burned by the stove lid." Xiaoyue rolled up her sleeves, and the scar appeared on her arm. Zhang Meng burst into tears: "Son, Mom knows that I have sinned in front of you... Mom will tell you about her experience after returning to the city, you...you have to forgive Mom!" Ge Hong: "What's wrong? What should have been a happy thing, how did it become a confession show? Don't call me mom! Don't throw yourself into your mother's arms!" She pushed Xiao Yue towards Zhang Meng. Zhang Meng took advantage of the situation and hugged Xiaoyue: "Xiaoyue, I didn't expect you to grow so tall..." Xiaoyue was hugged by Zhang Meng for a while in a daze, and finally pushed her away: "There's no end to it, I'm so hugged that I can hardly breathe!" Han Debao said: "Xiaoyue, didn't you come to the city just to find your mother? Now that mother and daughter meet each other, how can you treat mother like this?" Xiao Yue said: "Your uncle is worthy of being a model of loving the people, and your efficiency is really high!" Tsui Hark stood up abruptly. Wu Zhenqing said in a low voice: "Sit down! I can't stand you right now!" Tsui Hark held back his anger. Xiao Yue said: "So, I have to leave here?" She picked up someone else's cup on the table, and drank two more cups in succession. Everyone was dumbfounded... When she picked up the third cup, Han Debao stopped her: "Xiaoyue, since your mother has already picked you up, let's go back to your home with your mother, be obedient, huh?" Xiaoyue said: "Okay, I'm obedient. Godmother, goodbye, I'll come to play some other day. My real mother, let's go!" She looked around at all the elegant living rooms in Wu Zhenqing's house, and seemed reluctant to leave.
Zhang Meng's mother and daughter sat in the back row of the taxi. Xiaoyue kept a distance from Zhang Meng intentionally or unintentionally—Zhang Meng looked ahead, while Xiaoyue looked out of the window on her side. Seen from the taxi barrier, the mother and daughter seemed to be in the same cage. Zhang Meng turned her head slowly and looked sideways at her daughter. Since Xiaoyue's face was facing out of the car window, all she could see was the back of her daughter's head, and her long hair almost completely covered Xiaoyue's face. One of Xiaoyue's hands, five fingers slightly bent, was placed on the car seat with the back of the hand facing downwards—two fingers of that hand were wrapped with adhesive tape, which was a trauma caused by labor. Zhang Meng's hand timidly, as if not daring to offend, tentatively moved towards her daughter's hand... The daughter's fingers retracted sensitively... Zhang Meng's hand moved forward again, stroking her daughter's hand—the daughter's hand moved slightly, but this time she did not retract after all. Zhang Meng's hand finally held his daughter's hand. The mother's hand seems to be speaking a thousand words to her daughter-the instinctive maternal love fills the fingertips of each finger. And the daughter's hand was like rubber, and there was no response. The daughter's hand was still withdrawn from Zhang Meng's grip, and inserted into the armpit of the other arm... Zhang Meng withdrew her hand in frustration and placed it on her lap. Zhang Meng also slowly turned her face out of the car window... The night scene of the city flashed one by one... The night scene is blurred... Zhang Meng's eyes were full of tears... The mother and daughter returned home. Mother said: "Xiaoyue, Mom will warm you up with water, wash yourself well." The daughter said coldly, "I took a bath at my godmother's house." She looked at the room - walked into the bedroom - Zhang Meng's bed was more than enough for one person, but too narrow for two. Zhang Meng held the toothpaste and the toothbrush as if begging: "Then, brush your teeth? The toothbrush has been squeezed with toothpaste." Xiaoyue said coldly: "You are a mother, I am a daughter, why are you so attentive?" Zhang Meng smiled awkwardly: "Be obedient, you must be tired enough today. Brush your teeth, go to bed early, and sleep well." Xiaoyue: "I slept in my godmother's house, and that bed is much more advanced than yours." Zhang Meng looked at her daughter in a daze. She put the toothpaste on the table and sat silently on the sofa. Xiao Yue came out, took a picture of herself in front of the cabinet mirror, and opened the cabinet door to look again. Zhang Meng stood up and walked up to her: "Mom's clothes probably fit you well, so you can wear whatever you want." Xiaoyue: "My godmother has given me a lot of clothes..." Zhang Meng was silent again... Xiao Yue: "Where do I sleep?" Zhang Meng: "Of course I slept on the bed..." Xiaoyue: "You treat me like a three-year-old child? With such a narrow bed, it's not a problem for anyone to squeeze someone onto the floor in the middle of the night!" Zhang Meng: "Then, mom sleeps on the sofa..." She walked into the bedroom, took out the pillow and quilt, and put them on the sofa. Then, she opened the closet, took out another quilt and another pillow, and put them on the bed. Unroll the quilt. Xiao Yue watched silently. Zhang Meng said: "If you don't want to sleep for a while, let's chat with mother and daughter?" Xiao Yue: "No, I want to sleep..." She pretended to spread her arms and yawned. Zhang Meng: "Then, Mom has already made the bed for you, new quilt and new pillow, go to sleep..." She gently pushed her daughter into the bedroom. Xiaoyue twisted her body and acted angry: "I sleep on the sofa." Zhang Meng coaxed: "Good daughter, sleep on the bed and be obedient." Xiaoyue said with a sense of reason: "Okay, I will give you a chance to express your repentance." She went into the bedroom. Zhang Meng slowly sat on the sofa and became dazed. "Where's my father?" Xiao Yue's voice came from the bedroom. Zhang Meng said: "We... divorced a long time ago. He first went to Hong Kong, then to Singapore, and then I heard that he went to Australia... I don't know which country he is in now." Xiao Yue scolded in the bedroom: "Looks like a bastard man too!" The light in the bedroom is off. Xiaoyue's voice came out from the darkness: "You even abandoned your own daughter in order to return to the city. If you are now like my godfather and become a big boss, it's still worth it. But I think You’re not so amazing! But you only live in two rooms, one big and one small, including a kitchen and a toilet, and it’s not as big as my godfather’s living room!” Zhang Meng suddenly stood up and looked at the bedroom: "Shut up!" The bedroom door slammed shut. The lights in the living room were also turned off. Zhang Meng curled up on the sofa, the quilt covered her tightly from head to toe, and half of her fell to the ground. The quilt was shaking, and Zhang Meng tried her best to suppress her crying...
This dinner for Wu Zhenqing's family was not only to clean up the dust for Wu Zhenqing, but also to welcome Xiaoyue, his newly recognized goddaughter. Wu Zhenqing raised his glass and said to his son, "Come on, let our whole family sincerely wish sister Xiaoyue to find her biological parents as soon as possible." The four of them raised their glasses together—Xiaoyue drank it all in one gulp and smacked her lips loudly: "It's so fucking cold!" Wu Zhenqing's family of three couldn't help being startled when they saw this and heard the words. Wu Zhenqing asked tentatively, "Xiaoyue, you...have a lot of alcohol?" Xiaoyue said proudly: "Liquor can handle everything! My adoptive father loves to drink, and I have been learning to drink since I was a child. The more I drink, the more addicted I become. After my adoptive mother remarried, that bastard man also loved to drink, and often ordered him to drink. I went to fetch wine for him. I drank it secretly on the way, and when there was too little left, I added some water to the wine bottle, and that bastard man couldn't drink it." She felt that what she said was funny, laughed, filled the glass with wine, drank it down again, and smacked her lips loudly: "What a fucking fun! Godfather, godmother, Don't worry, I won't get drunk. This beer is like cold water, and in a blink of an eye, nothing happens." Ge Hong said: "Xiaoyue, when speaking in the future, you must overcome those uncivilized words, huh? Girls, beautiful language is especially important." There is a knock on the door. Ge Hong said, "Son, open the door." Han Debao walked in. Wu Zhenqing's family and Xiaoyue were all surprised. Zhang Meng's gaze was fixed on Xiaoyue, and she could see that the excitement in her heart was uncontrollable. Han Debao pointed to Zhang Meng: "Xiaoyue, this is your mother!" Xiao Yue sat still in a daze. Wu Zhenqing's family of three looked at Zhang Meng along with Xiaoyue. Zhang Meng: "Xiaoyue! Mom... I was sorry for you before... Mom picked you up!" Wu Zhenqing looked at Zhang Meng: "This..." After being stunned for a moment, he turned to Xiaoyue, "Still standing up!" Xiao Yue stood up. Ge Hong: "You still don't call me mom?" Xiao Yue said, "How do I know if she is my mother?" Han Debao said: "Xiaoyue, she is your mother! You trust Uncle Han so much, can Uncle Han bring an irrelevant woman to lie to you?" Ge Hong said: "Xiao Yue, if your Uncle Han says yes, then it must be!" Tsui Hark also said, "That's right, I can testify!" Xiao Yue gave him a sideways look: "Who are you?" Tsui Hark was so choked that he didn't know what to say for a while, so he retreated to the sofa wisely, sat down and smoked. Wu Zhenqing scolded: "Xiao Yue, don't be so rude! That's a good uncle of yours!" Xiao Yue snorted and said, "Good uncle? Where was he when I was suffering? Now he's come out to pretend to be a good uncle!" Wu Zhenqing shouted: "Presumptuous!" He also retreated to the sofa, had a cigarette with Tsui Hark, stared at Xiaoyue and smoked. Zhang Meng said softly: "Xiaoyue, I am really your mother! You were burned once when you were young, leaving a half-moon-shaped scar on your left arm, which was burned by the stove lid." Xiaoyue rolled up her sleeves, and the scar appeared on her arm. Zhang Meng burst into tears: "Son, Mom knows that I have sinned in front of you... Mom will tell you about her experience after returning to the city, you...you have to forgive Mom!" Ge Hong: "What's wrong? What should have been a happy thing, how did it become a confession show? Don't call me mom! Don't throw yourself into your mother's arms!" She pushed Xiao Yue towards Zhang Meng. Zhang Meng took advantage of the situation and hugged Xiaoyue: "Xiaoyue, I didn't expect you to grow so tall..." Xiaoyue was hugged by Zhang Meng for a while in a daze, and finally pushed her away: "There's no end to it, I'm so hugged that I can hardly breathe!" Han Debao said: "Xiaoyue, didn't you come to the city just to find your mother? Now that mother and daughter meet each other, how can you treat mother like this?" Xiao Yue said: "Your uncle is worthy of being a model of loving the people, and your efficiency is really high!" Tsui Hark stood up abruptly. Wu Zhenqing said in a low voice: "Sit down! I can't stand you right now!" Tsui Hark held back his anger. Xiao Yue said: "So, I have to leave here?" She picked up someone else's cup on the table, and drank two more cups in succession. Everyone was dumbfounded... When she picked up the third cup, Han Debao stopped her: "Xiaoyue, since your mother has already picked you up, let's go back to your home with your mother, be obedient, huh?" Xiaoyue said: "Okay, I'm obedient. Godmother, goodbye, I'll come to play some other day. My real mother, let's go!" She looked around at all the elegant living rooms in Wu Zhenqing's house, and seemed reluctant to leave.
Zhang Meng's mother and daughter sat in the back row of the taxi. Xiaoyue kept a distance from Zhang Meng intentionally or unintentionally—Zhang Meng looked ahead, while Xiaoyue looked out of the window on her side. Seen from the taxi barrier, the mother and daughter seemed to be in the same cage. Zhang Meng turned her head slowly and looked sideways at her daughter. Since Xiaoyue's face was facing out of the car window, all she could see was the back of her daughter's head, and her long hair almost completely covered Xiaoyue's face. One of Xiaoyue's hands, five fingers slightly bent, was placed on the car seat with the back of the hand facing downwards—two fingers of that hand were wrapped with adhesive tape, which was a trauma caused by labor. Zhang Meng's hand timidly, as if not daring to offend, tentatively moved towards her daughter's hand... The daughter's fingers retracted sensitively... Zhang Meng's hand moved forward again, stroking her daughter's hand—the daughter's hand moved slightly, but this time she did not retract after all. Zhang Meng's hand finally held his daughter's hand. The mother's hand seems to be speaking a thousand words to her daughter-the instinctive maternal love fills the fingertips of each finger. And the daughter's hand was like rubber, and there was no response. The daughter's hand was still withdrawn from Zhang Meng's grip, and inserted into the armpit of the other arm... Zhang Meng withdrew her hand in frustration and placed it on her lap. Zhang Meng also slowly turned her face out of the car window... The night scene of the city flashed one by one... The night scene is blurred... Zhang Meng's eyes were full of tears... The mother and daughter returned home. Mother said: "Xiaoyue, Mom will warm you up with water, wash yourself well." The daughter said coldly, "I took a bath at my godmother's house." She looked at the room - walked into the bedroom - Zhang Meng's bed was more than enough for one person, but too narrow for two. Zhang Meng held the toothpaste and the toothbrush as if begging: "Then, brush your teeth? The toothbrush has been squeezed with toothpaste." Xiaoyue said coldly: "You are a mother, I am a daughter, why are you so attentive?" Zhang Meng smiled awkwardly: "Be obedient, you must be tired enough today. Brush your teeth, go to bed early, and sleep well." Xiaoyue: "I slept in my godmother's house, and that bed is much more advanced than yours." Zhang Meng looked at her daughter in a daze. She put the toothpaste on the table and sat silently on the sofa. Xiao Yue came out, took a picture of herself in front of the cabinet mirror, and opened the cabinet door to look again. Zhang Meng stood up and walked up to her: "Mom's clothes probably fit you well, so you can wear whatever you want." Xiaoyue: "My godmother has given me a lot of clothes..." Zhang Meng was silent again... Xiao Yue: "Where do I sleep?" Zhang Meng: "Of course I slept on the bed..." Xiaoyue: "You treat me like a three-year-old child? With such a narrow bed, it's not a problem for anyone to squeeze someone onto the floor in the middle of the night!" Zhang Meng: "Then, mom sleeps on the sofa..." She walked into the bedroom, took out the pillow and quilt, and put them on the sofa. Then, she opened the closet, took out another quilt and another pillow, and put them on the bed. Unroll the quilt. Xiao Yue watched silently. Zhang Meng said: "If you don't want to sleep for a while, let's chat with mother and daughter?" Xiao Yue: "No, I want to sleep..." She pretended to spread her arms and yawned. Zhang Meng: "Then, Mom has already made the bed for you, new quilt and new pillow, go to sleep..." She gently pushed her daughter into the bedroom. Xiaoyue twisted her body and acted angry: "I sleep on the sofa." Zhang Meng coaxed: "Good daughter, sleep on the bed and be obedient." Xiaoyue said with a sense of reason: "Okay, I will give you a chance to express your repentance." She went into the bedroom. Zhang Meng slowly sat on the sofa and became dazed. "Where's my father?" Xiao Yue's voice came from the bedroom. Zhang Meng said: "We... divorced a long time ago. He first went to Hong Kong, then to Singapore, and then I heard that he went to Australia... I don't know which country he is in now." Xiao Yue scolded in the bedroom: "Looks like a bastard man too!" The light in the bedroom is off. Xiaoyue's voice came out from the darkness: "You even abandoned your own daughter in order to return to the city. If you are now like my godfather and become a big boss, it's still worth it. But I think You’re not so amazing! But you only live in two rooms, one big and one small, including a kitchen and a toilet, and it’s not as big as my godfather’s living room!” Zhang Meng suddenly stood up and looked at the bedroom: "Shut up!" The bedroom door slammed shut. The lights in the living room were also turned off. Zhang Meng curled up on the sofa, the quilt covered her tightly from head to toe, and half of her fell to the ground. The quilt was shaking, and Zhang Meng tried her best to suppress her crying...