Chapter 45 45

Gao Yuan was busy again, and I felt free again. Ordinarily, I shouldn’t have left Beijing at this time. Once Gao Yuan was gone, I would return to the group of friends I had before. I haven’t experienced the luxurious life for a long time. It’s because Gao Yuan doesn’t like it very much, he doesn’t like it himself, and he doesn’t seem to like me very much. Although he never told me, I knew it very well and was very conscious. When Gao Yuan was in Beijing, I definitely regarded him as my own. The sun, I just circled around him, and now I'm a little dizzy, and I can't remember who I am.

After seeing off the TV drama crew, I went directly to my parents’ house to find a meal. My mother was chopping pork on the chopping board, and threatened to make dumplings that tasted the same as those sold in dumpling restaurants outside. Asking why, the old lady rushed into the living room with a kitchen knife and said to me: "Ask your dad, you have no conscience. After eating the food I cooked all my life, today I told me that the food in the restaurant outside is delicious. Especially the dumplings, with big holes and thin skins, and they said that if I cook for the rest of my life, I won’t be able to make the same taste, hey, Chu Xiao, tell me, how is your mother’s cooking skills?” I opened my eyes and looked at me. Mom wore an apron and looked like holding a kitchen knife. It suddenly occurred to me that my habit of wielding a kitchen knife when cooking must also come from her inheritance. In my impression, since I was in middle school, no one dares to say that she is not good at cooking. Eat, she has this expression, this posture.

"You said you're so funny," I put down the old lady's hand holding the kitchen knife, "what's the fight with the old man, doesn't he want to ask you to cook a delicious meal! Once you return you Get on the road!" I pretended to taunt the old lady, took off her apron, took off the kitchen knife, and went to the kitchen to chop meat. I haven't been home to see them for a few weeks. Seeing this posture, the old man and the old lady still have such an interesting life.I don't ask for anything else. If Gao Yuan and I get married in the future and live like my parents, I will be content. The two of us have been competing for most of our lives, and fighting with others is a lot of fun.

"Where's my dad? I haven't seen the old man for a while." "I'm playing bowling with Xiaobei, and I've been out for two hours." My mother talked about Zhang Xiaobei as if talking about her own son, "Xiaobei, a divorcee, has changed a lot. ..." "Mom, why are you giving me so much trouble? She is not your son!" I chopped the chopping board loudly, expressing my dissatisfaction with the old lady. "Hey," my mother sighed, "Chu Xiao, you are not young anymore, you say that you and Gao Yuan... you young people are open-minded, so it's time to go through the procedures for the change, right? , You have caused a lot of troubles in the past few years, if you find it troublesome, you can get your certificate first..."

"Mom, mom, why are you talking about this when you get home?" I rushed to the living room with a kitchen knife in my hand, and yelled at the old lady, "If you say I'm gone, you can't say anything else!" The old lady sighed, stopped talking, and took a watering can to water the Clivia in the living room. It seems that she is really old, and she has lost the personality she had when she was young. She must be annoyed in a few years. Pick up her sinful hand, give me a mouth first. Just when I didn't know what to say to comfort the old lady, the old man came back with Zhang Xiaobei.As soon as the old lady saw Zhang Xiaobei, her mood suddenly improved again, and she made dumplings with bread.

I told Zhang Xiaobei about my going to Xinjiang, and he asked me how long I would be there, and I said it would be about three months, and I would come back when Beijing cools down in autumn.My mother snorted coldly, and I don't know what she meant, probably to express her dissatisfaction. "Chu Xiao, do you still have that photo, give it to me." "What photo?" "The one that fell out of the book during the Spring Festival was taken in Beihai." When Zhang Xiaobei said this, I remembered it, even though I couldn't remember why I took the photo. Who took the picture.

"It seems to be still in the book, I'll find it for you." I went into the back room and found a few thick books and the previous diary. I couldn't remember whether it was in the book or the diary , Zhang Xiaobei also followed in, and I glanced at him, as if he looked haggard recently, "Hey, do you still remember why we took that photo, I forgot anyway." He casually picked up a pictorial on the table and flipped through it, as if he was absent-minded. After a while, he said, "That day is my birthday, my 25th birthday, and the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month." Zhang Xiaobei said in a low voice. Big, it makes me feel a little uncomfortable. It seems that I have forgotten when his birthday is in the past few years. When the Spring Festival is approaching, I only know that he will send me a red envelope, and I forget that his birthday is also at that time.

I flipped through it casually, and closed the book, "I can't find it, I'll look for it for you next time." He gave me a blank look, "You just don't want to look for it, why can't you find it!" He said very contemptuously , and helpless. "Then you know and still ask?" I gave him a blank look, "I'm sorry to ask, what have you been up to lately?" "Fuck!" Zhang Xiaobei said very bluntly. "Small you!" I believe anyone who tells me to be a fool, but Zhang Xiaobei says I don't believe it. This kid really regards time as gold. When he saw me fooling around a few years ago, he hated it like something. "However, you've got your wish now, hehe, when will you remarry?"

"Hey, when will you prepare the red envelope for me?" He sat on the chair and looked up at me, smiling dryly. "No money!" "If you don't have money, you can get some precious metals. In the future, my future wife and your future sister-in-law can still tell others. Look, this is a gift from the wife of the famous director Gao Yuan..." "Hahahaha, look at you." I stretched out my hand and slapped Zhang Xiaobei on the head, amused by his simple and honest expression, "I don't have any precious metals, and I still have some pure aluminum. In the kitchen, aluminum pots , you want to like you take it away!"

Zhang Xiaobei rolled his eyes in anger, "Yesterday, Mengmeng called me and said that Gao Yuan had found her again, and she was going to play in Gao Yuan." I don't know what he meant when he told me these things , what is going on between him and Zhang Mengmeng, I replied vaguely, "I saw her at the press conference, do you still love her?" Zhang Xiaobei thought for a while, "Love her. At least it's distressing." After a pause, he lit a cigarette, and then said, "I can't help but love her, you know?" He looked at me eagerly , asked "Do you know, she was pregnant some time ago, but she did it secretly behind my back... I find it strange that she wanted to get pregnant and marry me..."

"when?" "The Spring Festival is just over, it's not long." Zhang Xiaobei shook his head, "I just can't figure it out." He couldn't figure it out, but I really understood it. I know, that child is not Zhang Xiaobei's, but Gao Yuan's. Although Gao Yuan never told me what happened between him and Zhang Mengmeng, until now, I can understand I figured out a rough idea. Zhang Mengmeng definitely wanted to marry Gao Yuan after she became pregnant. Gao Yuan refused, so she made up her mind to invite Zhang Mengmeng out of the film crew. That's why Zhang Mengmeng found someone to hit Gao Yuan...it must be like this. "Zhang Xiaobei, who is the woman you love the most in this life? Zhang Mengmeng? Li Qiong? Or... the future sister-in-law?" "I'm sorry for Li Qiong the most in my life." Speaking of Li Qiong, Zhang Xiaobei's eyes were full of sadness, "I feel sorry for Mengmeng... I love her the most... I love her the most..." He glanced at me , "Go, make dumplings!" "Don't pretend to be a wolf with a big tail like me! Don't talk about pulling down!" I walked out of the room while talking, just when I heard the phone ring, I picked it up and saw that it was Benben. "Little ancestor, are you back?" Benben laughed wildly on the other end, "Oh, I'm so busy, I'm on my back!" When I heard her talk, I felt happy. Before, I was so busy that I was so busy that I could barely understand, but this time I understand It’s really difficult to say, “I’m not here these days, but I miss the people of the capital!” Benben sighed, “Who the hell doesn’t have parents yet, sister, you say I’m not here these days, how many people have no place to thank you?” Huo, it’s okay this time, it’s okay this time, I’m back.” Listening to the tone of her speech, it is simply, the feeling of a model worker in the 1950s who went to the city to participate in the commendation meeting for half a month, and finally returned to work. "I beg you, don't be so poor with me, okay? I'll accompany you back to see grandma tomorrow morning, and I'm busy now." After hanging up the phone, I muttered to myself, "What the hell is wrong with this world, everyone on the stage is so awesome!" "They are all children born and raised by mother... hey!" My mother sighed heavily and fell silent. I have a particularly obvious discovery. Since the Spring Festival, these people around me like to sigh, and I even feel that I am enveloped by melancholy. When I first realized these problems, I began to try to return to the old Going easy, but things always backfire. I think it may be related to too many things that have happened recently. Things have passed away and people have changed. These changes make people feel panicked. My life is divided into many circles, some are friends, some are relatives, some are work partners, some are both friends and relatives, sometimes I think I am like a spinning top, turning around in these circles Turning around, it’s hard for me to tell which circle belongs to me, and it’s also hard for me to decide which circle I like more. I only know that they form a deep ocean, and myself, like a lonely dolphin , keep calling, keep tossing to make some movement, this is my life, I know I am trapped in it, and I can't extricate myself. Wrapping the dumplings, I took out some coins from my pocket, and I said let’s put the coins in the dumplings. Whoever wants to eat dumplings with coins will finish the meal and wash the dishes. In fact, it’s all me For the rest of playing with Gao Gao, I know they might not like it, because they are people from a different world from Gao Gao.Sure enough, the old lady took the brunt of the objection. She said, "Is it dirty? You have the most problems all over your child!" At the same time, she gave me two hygiene balls, but I ignored her because she was too old to stimulate her I looked at Zhang Xiaobei again, asking for his opinion with his eyes, and he smiled and said, "You are lazy! I will clean up after I finish eating!" He then wiped my face with flour-soaked hands. Well, I'm too lazy to talk to him, I'm just in my early thirties, like a little old man, everything I want to do has to be measured according to the world's standards, and those who don't meet the standards of those laymen, don't worry about what I want to do. I can't suppress it. It's definitely not much fun to live with this kind of person, and it turns out that it really isn't fun. The only person who showed any interest in my proposal was our old man, who picked up a coin from the table. Stuffed it into the dumpling trap, said while wrapping it up, "What's the matter, washing the dishes is too easy, whoever eats the dumplings I made, and whoever makes an anonymous phone call, is not allowed to make them angry. Hehe." After finishing speaking , he showed some complacency about his proposal, the old lady gave him a blank look and said, "It's not normal for you to be with her too." The old man smiled and looked at me complacently. Now I finally know why my dad likes the plateau more. I think the old man is also adventurous like the weird protagonist in the comics, like the plateau.I like men like them. I didn't escape this time. I won the big prize, and after eating three or four dumplings, I chewed out the coin stuffed by the old man. Admit the bet!" I gave her a blank look again, thinking I need you to remind me? !Zhang Xiaobei also looked like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. Seeing me looking at him, he quickly said, "Forget it, forget it, it's just a joke!" "No, she's too used to it!" The old lady challenged me, waving her chopsticks. "Okay, I can see the old lady too, so let's do it, if I do it, what do you lose to me?" I also challenged her, who is afraid of whom! "If you really do it, I'll treat you to the Shunfeng you always said!" The old lady made up her mind. "I have to dial the number casually!" Looking at her current posture, she really doesn't look like my own mother. As the old lady spoke, she walked to the phone and dialed a number indiscriminately. "Hello?" A nice female voice came from the phone. I picked up a tea mug on the coffee table, walked to the phone, pretended to be very gentle, and said: "Hello, this is Beijing Telecom. Congratulations on becoming our lucky user. In order to thank you for your long-term consumption, Next, please listen to the song "Dang"!" As I spoke, I knocked on the teacup, the woman didn't react at first, she was stunned for a few seconds, and then burst out laughing, our old man also laughed, He gave me a thumbs up, his face turned into a burning flower with a smile, very cute. Putting down the phone, I asked my mother, "How is it, old lady?" She stared and said disdainfully, "I'm wondering if I carried the baby wrongly in the hospital when I gave birth." "There is no trouble." "I have no money, ask the old man for it!" The old lady started to be unreasonable. When I was about to get serious with him, I found that Zhang Xiaobei turned and went into the back room. The old lady rushed in first, and the old man and I stood at the door. The old lady patted Zhang Xiaobei's shoulder and didn't know what to say. For most people, maybe having a little money will make them happy, and maybe having a lot of money will make them very fragile. I think Zhang Xiaobei is very fragile. I vaguely remember his smile in the past, as if It was many years ago. I really want to go back to before the Spring Festival, at least we all looked like children at that time, and even Zhang Xiaobei's marriage seemed like a game.