Chapter 18 18. On statutory holidays, men will only reunite with their legal spouses

Wen Jiajia will soon find out, or wake up from her sweet dream, and deeply realize a fact that she has long been aware of - on statutory holidays, men will only reunite with their legal spouses. You can say that this is the only remaining conscience of a man, or it can be said that this is the unchanging law of society, and it can even be said that it is the most effective means for a man to appease the original wife in the family. In short, if a man abandons his original spouse on this day and hangs out with another woman, then this man will have endless troubles. Which man would be so full to offend a woman who can legally distribute his property?

Lao Zhong usually eats very little, so he seldom gets full. But Wen Jiajia still fantasizes naively from time to time, maybe Lao Zhong will make an exception one day? It's just that when this layer of fantasy is beaten again and again by reality, the shell that was originally as hard as marble will instantly become thinner than an egg shell. This made Wen Jiajia discover that the better the fantasy, the crueler the reality will be. Later, when Christmas passed, Wen Jiajia couldn't help but ask herself: Why can't Lao Zhong change his habit of writing bad checks even though he knows he can't cash them?Why did she choose to trust Lao Zhong's word-of-mouth credit even though she knew it was already bankrupt?

After thinking about it, there is only one reason that can explain it: Wen Jiajia loves Lao Zhong very much, and both she and Lao Zhong firmly believe in this, so they overdraw this love without knowing the upper limit. Although they all understand that everything in this world has an upper limit, and it's only a matter of time before the overdraft bottoms out. The night after the big shopping trip, three pregnant women gathered around the dining table to eat.Chen Yue and Xiao Zhou studied a piece of travel information while eating, while Wen Jiajia was left alone, a little bored. Wen Jiajia will do bad things when she's bored, just like a feline, she's naturally used to being unprofessional.

Fortunately, Mrs. Huang came over first and stopped Wen Jiajia's unreasonable troubles in a timely manner. Mrs. Huang took out three red envelopes and placed them in front of the three pregnant women respectively: "There is something I want to discuss with you..." This is clearly a tone of asking for something. The three raised their heads together, and six pairs of eyes looked at Mrs. Huang. Only Mrs. Huang said: "My daughter brought her boyfriend to celebrate Christmas, so I would like to trouble everyone to move out for three days. This is a refund of one week's rent for you. I don't know if it is possible."

The house belongs to Mrs. Huang, and Mrs. Huang's words must be fine, not to mention the request for "family happiness", at this time, no one will be disappointed. Xiao Zhou and Chen Yue looked at each other, and Xiao Zhou spoke on his behalf: "Ok, we are fine, just my family is coming, and we will go to Rainier Snow Mountain with Chen Yue." Chen Yue nodded helplessly: "My husband and daughter's visas have not been approved, and I am too bored to spend the holidays alone, so join them in the fun." Then, the three of them looked at Wen Jiajia again. Seeing that it was finally her turn, Wen Jiajia cleared her throat and said, "Do you know the xx Hotel in Downtown? It has a history of 125 years. My husband and I booked the President's suite there for Christmas Eve."

Even the most difficult person showed mercy, Mrs. Huang immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Then thank you all." Chen Yue gossiped and asked: "My daughter brought her boyfriend back, it's so grand, is she going to get married?" Mrs. Huang said: "It's not grand, but they have to take care of their children, and they are afraid they won't be able to live at home." Xiao Zhou smiled and said, "So you are now a grandmother, so lucky." Huang Tai said modestly: "Where, where." For the first time, Wen Jiajia remained silent.Family fun has always been her shortcoming.

On Christmas Eve, Wen Jiajia's mood was unprecedentedly high.I don't know if Lao Zhong is fat or thin, whether her skin is white or dark, will she be amazed when she sees her well-dressed appearance? Wen Jiajia, who had already changed into a pink long dress and a short fur jacket but still couldn't hide her protruding belly, felt for the first time that having an extra piece of flesh here was not an unsightly sight, but rather an honor.But after thinking about it carefully, she took out a shawl to cover it up. Then, Wen Jiajia sat in front of the makeup mirror and meticulously put on her makeup, listening to various Christmas songs coming from downstairs in her ears, humming along with her mouth, and her mind had already drifted away to the sky.

A car whistle sounded outside the window, and Wen Jiajia hurried to the window, only to see a car parked at the door, and Xiao Zhou and Chen Yue got into the car one after another with their luggage. Wen Jiajia pursed her lips, and went back to the vanity mirror to continue her makeup. She didn't paint twice, when she heard the doorbell ring again. It must be the old clock! Wen Jiajia rushed out immediately, shouting as she ran, "I'll come, I'll come, Mrs. Huang!" But it was not Lao Zhong standing outside the door, or even a single person, but a group of people. The smile on Wen Jiajia's face froze in an instant, and she was taken aback by this battle - Mrs. Huang's daughter, her tall and strong black boyfriend, and three little boys who were obviously also black.

Mrs. Huang's daughter and her boyfriend greeted Wen Jiajia politely. Wen Jiajia subconsciously opened the door and watched their family enter the house, feeling a little overwhelmed. The three boys cheered and rushed towards the Christmas tree and the presents under the tree in the living room. Mrs. Huang's daughter shouted loudly: "Mom, we are back!" Huang Tai came out of the kitchen with hands full of flour: "Hi, baby, Hi, Mike." Mike stepped forward to hug Mrs. Huang exaggeratedly: "Oh, Mama! Hello!" Mrs. Huang was like a child in his arms, a little uncomfortable with this intimate etiquette.

Mrs. Huang's daughter called the three little boys over: "Come here, children, this is my mother." Three boys came over to say hello: "Hello, Mrs. Huang." Mrs. Huang's face was full of smiles: "Hello, go and open the presents." This family seemed to be very lively, and only the words "happy and harmonious" could describe it. Wen Jiajia was like a superfluous decoration, walking up the stairs a little lonely, looking at Mrs. Huang's daughter downstairs as she walked. After accompanying Mrs. Huang into the kitchen, the three boys had already quarreled under the tree, while the black father sat on the sofa with a sense of authority.

"shut up!" Wen Jiajia couldn't help shaking her head, and said to herself, "It's so obvious, this is definitely a mother and daughter. One is helping others to have children, and the other is helping others to raise children. Is this man rich? It's worth doing this kind of thing for him. It’s an incredible outlook on life.” Wen Jiajia doesn't know that some of her things also mean an incredible outlook on life in the eyes of others.This is like, when you are haggling with a mad dog, you think you are the righteous party, but you don't know that you are also a mad dog in the eyes of the crowd. No matter how rich you are, sometimes you can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour because you can't get something. The family downstairs did not feel Wen Jiajia's loneliness at all, and the joyful atmosphere infected them thoroughly. The champagne bottle was opened with a "bang", and the amber liquid was poured into several glasses separately.Huang Tai's family sat down at the table, a huge turkey was placed in the middle of the table, surrounded by a table of Chinese and Western dishes. Facing the delicious food that makes people's index fingers move, Mrs. Huang, who had been busy all day, did not rush to move her chopsticks. Instead, she walked into the kitchen, picked up the walkie-talkie, and expressed her courtesy to Wen Jiajia: "Miss Wen, why don't you come with us?" Eat a little first?" Wen Jiajia said: "No need for Mrs. Huang, maybe the plane is delayed, I will wait a little longer." Mrs. Huang hung up the walkie-talkie, walked into the living room and began to arrange food for everyone, but before eating two bites, the older children snatched the cake from the younger brother, and the younger brother soon burst into tears.Huang Nu hurriedly went to coax the child and gave him her own cake.After going back and forth like this, Mrs. Huang didn't take a few bites. Wen Jiajia walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to pour milk, watching the family through the window. Huang Taizheng said to his daughter: "You should tell him that he is an older brother, and he should give way to younger brother." Mrs. Huang was talking while looking at the black child who had won. Mrs. Huang's daughter said with a good temper: "Forget it, don't teach your children a lesson during the holidays." The black child was very sensitive and felt that he was being discussed, and shouted in English: "Hey, you are speaking Chinese again, is there language discrimination? Who knows who you are talking bad about!" Mrs. Huang's daughter said: "We are saying that you should give way to your younger brother." The child raised his chin: "Why should you let him? I am not his guardian, and you are not my guardian, so why do you care about me!" Mike immediately stopped him severely: "Tom!" Any child who is not polite will not be liked by adults, even though Mrs. Huang has taken care of so many pregnant women.The child's behavior in front of people directly reflects his tutoring, just like in the current scene, Mrs. Huang's first thought is that there is something wrong with his father, and then she will think of her daughter's grievance. Mrs. Huang was very distressed and scolded her daughter: "Look at what you are! I didn't give birth, but I helped raise three goblins. I'm exhausted and I can't get any good!" Mrs. Huang's daughter said helplessly: "Mom, how many times have we told each other not to discuss this topic." Mrs. Huang didn't intend to give up: "But look at you, you've lost weight like a ghost this year! Mike has a big heart and a fat body! His ex-wife is so smart, she took over the holidays and made out for a few days, and then threw all the years of troubles to him. You. These three goblins have no education at all! I really don’t know why you’ve become obsessed with ghosts! Just fell in love with them!” Mrs. Huang's daughter called out, "Mom!" Mrs. Huang continued to speak earnestly: "I'm not talking about racial discrimination. There are also excellent black people. Look at Obama and Jordan! I worked hard to help you finish college. You should find a car salesman who is not married. Then You've become a housewife!" Mrs. Huang's daughter obviously raised her tone: "I have the right to choose my own life! Now I feel so happy, why should I live the way you like. If you don't like it, we can leave right away. We drove more than 800 I didn't come here to hear your mean words." Mrs. Huang was also angry: "I didn't invite you, you said you would come." Mrs. Huang's daughter stood up and threw down the tablecloth: "Okay, let's go now!" Mike couldn't understand, but he kept paying attention to their mother and daughter. At this moment, he immediately stood up and tried to persuade them: "No, no, there are such delicious meals, I won't go anywhere..." With one arm around Mrs. Huang's daughter, Mike winked at the three sons: "Quick, quick! You guys..." Under the inexplicable eyes of Huang's mother and daughter, the three sons jumped off the stool obediently and looked at each other until the eldest took the lead to beat the rhythm. The three children quickly began to sing in barely understandable Chinese "You asked me how deeply I love you, how much I love you..." Mike joined them, his huge body swaying with his sons, hilarious but serious. A man is most attractive when he is serious, no matter what race he is. When Huang's mother and daughter saw this scene, they were shocked at first, then moved, and couldn't help smiling approvingly at Mike. While singing, Mike came over to hug Mrs. Huang's daughter. Mrs. Huang looked at her daughter and then at the four singers, and finally had nothing to say. This warm scene won tears from a loyal audience.Wen Jiajia, who was standing in the kitchen holding a glass of milk, was looking at them without blinking. She wiped the corners of her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. She doesn't know when she will be able to come to this point, have her own family and children, and when the children grow up in the future, she will be promoted to be a grandmother.Although Mrs. Huang worked very hard and was worried about her daughter, it was better than being lonely and alone in old age. However, the touching moment didn't last long, and was soon interrupted by a hasty doorbell. Wen Jiajia dropped the milk almost immediately, ran over excitedly while wiping tears, and opened the door, but was instantly dumbfounded . She never thought that it would be Lao Zhong who was standing outside the door. After all, Xiao Zhou and Chen Yue had already driven away, and the person Mrs. Huang was waiting for had already arrived. Who is it? Standing outside the door was another black man.Black people are so well represented today. The black man was holding a luxurious red gift box bag and a handful of equally dazzling red roses. He was wearing a Santa Claus hat on his head, and his face was smiling as brightly as the sun, but it looked so ironic. The black man said in Chinese with a strange tone: "Who is Wen Jiajia." Wen Jiajia accepted the Hermès gift box and roses with a cold heart, and had already thought of the worst possible outcome.But she still opened the card and looked at it, hoping to see an impossible dawn. I saw the card read: "Honey, I'm sorry I can't go there. The family really can't explain it during the holidays. I will make it up to you later—Old Zhong." Wen Jiajia slowly opened the Hermès gift box with a wooden face. Inside was a limited-edition leather bag made of high-quality leather and a metal buckle with exquisite workmanship, which was very valuable. But it was exactly the same as the one she had just bought. This is really a great irony. Lao Zhong once again overdrawn his verbal credit limit, maybe he thought that this could be used unlimited times like his unlimited credit card, and there was no need to repay it. Wen Jiajia also once again tasted the loneliness unique to legal holidays, although this has been staged countless times in China, such as Mid-Autumn Festival, Spring Festival, Valentine's Day and so on. Wen Jiajia returned upstairs quietly, slumped on the edge of the bed, staring at the two identical Hermès bags on the table, feeling like crying. I don't know if there will be a woman who is also crying because she didn't grab the limited edition. Wen Jiajia is willing to give it to the other party for free, as long as it can make Lao Zhong come to see her. Downstairs, there was a moving atmosphere, and soon there were noises from the three children, Mrs. Huang's daughter, and Mike's scolding. This kind of noise is in sharp contrast to the quiet upstairs, and it is an honor to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. Wen Jiajia stood up from the bed in a jerk, put on a piece of clothing, and quickly went downstairs, crossed the living room and rushed out the door.She gently closed the door, shut the laughter inside the house, and left the boundless cold and loneliness outside the house to herself. But Wen Jiajia soon discovered that she had escaped from that house, but not from the whole Christmas.Every house that stands along this street has Christmas decorations hanging on the doorway, and the lights are shining, and the lights shine into her eyes, reflecting her ridiculousness.Through the window, you can still see every family in that house, all of them are harmonious and peaceful, only she is alone. People all over the world seem to be obsessed with Christmas, except for her. Wen Jiajia felt that she was completely isolated.It’s not even as good as being in Beijing, where you can find some wine and meat friends to come out for a fake greeting and a fake happy. Although there will be a greater sense of emptiness that will sweep over after the carnival, it’s still better than the current situation of being stuck in the same place. She wanted too much face, she couldn't go back to that room to bear Mrs. Huang's pitiful gaze, and she didn't know what to do if she walked aimlessly like this. For some reason, Wen Jiajia suddenly hated Seattle.