Chapter 2 blockade (2)

Life is like the Bible, translated from Hebrew to Greek, Greek to Latin, Latin to English, and English to Mandarin.When Cuiyuan read it, Mandarin was translated into Shanghainese in her mind.That would be a bit of a diaphragm. Cuiyuan put down the paper and put her face in her hands.The sun was hot on her back. Next door sat a nurse with a child lying in her arms, the soles of the child's feet pressed tightly against Cuiyuan's lap.little tiger head red Shoes wrap soft and hard feet... at least that's true. In the tram, a medical student took out a picture book and diligently revised a sketch of a human skeleton.The other passengers thought he was there sketching the man dozing across from him.Everyone was idle and had nothing to do, so they gathered one by one, in twos and threes, with their backs propped up and hands behind their backs, surrounded him and watched him sketch.The husband holding smoked fish whispered to his wife: "I don't like the cubism and impressionism that are popular now!" His wife whispered, "Your pants!"

The medical student carefully filled in the name of each bone, nerve, and tendon.A man who came back from the office covered his face with a folding fan, and quietly explained to his colleagues: "The influence of Chinese paintings. Now Western paintings are also popular with inscriptions. It's really a wind from east to west!" Lu Zongzhen didn't shoot the excitement, and sat alone in the same place.He decided he was hungry.Everyone walked away, and he happened to be eating his spinach buns at his leisure.But when he looked up, he caught a glimpse of a relative of his in the third-class carriage, the son of his wife's aunt.He hated Dong Peizhi so much.Peizhi is a poor boy with great ambitions, he only wants to marry a lady with some wealth, as a basis for advancement.Lu Zongzhen's eldest daughter is only thirteen years old this year, and she has already been noticed by Pei Zhi, and she has a wishful thinking in her heart, and she walks more and more frequently.Lu Zongzhen caught sight of this young man and secretly yelled badly, fearing that Pei Zhi saw him and wanted to take advantage of this golden opportunity to attack him.It would be unimaginable to be trapped in the same room as Dong Peizhi during the blockade!He hastily packed up his briefcase and steamed stuffed bun, rushed to the opposite row of seats, and sat down.Now he happened to be blocked by Wu Cuiyuan next door, so his nephew would definitely not be able to see him.Cuiyuan turned her head and gave him a slight glare.Oops!The woman must have thought that he had changed seats for no reason, with malicious intentions.He could recognize the face of the molested woman──the face was motionless, there was no smile in the eyes, the corners of the mouth, or even the hollow of the nose, but there was a trembling smile somewhere, Can be spread out at any time.People who think they are too cute can't stop laughing.

Damn it, Dong Peizhi saw him after all, and walked towards the first-class carriage, humbly, bowing from afar, with long red cheeks, and a gray cloth gown with the atmosphere of a monk--a hard-working, guarded man like jade Young people, the most ideal husband-in-law.Zongzhen quickly decided to follow his plan, and stretched out one arm to rest on the window sill behind Cuiyuan, quietly announcing his flirting plan.He knew that Dong Peizhi could not be deterred by his doing so, because in Peizhi's eyes he was always an old man who did all kinds of crimes.From Peizhi's point of view, people over the age of thirty are old people, and old people are full of bad things.Peizhi saw him being so obscene with her own eyes today, so she had to report it to his wife in every possible way—it's good to be angry with her wife!Who told her to get him such a cousin!Angry, you deserve it!

He didn't like the woman next to him very much.Her arms were white, like squeezed toothpaste.Her whole figure is like toothpaste squeezed out, without style. He whispered to her, "When will this blockade end? It's so annoying!" Cuiyuan was taken aback, turned around, saw his arm behind her, and her whole body froze. .Zongzhen couldn't allow him to withdraw that arm no matter what.His cousin was looking at him with burning eyes, with a knowing smile on his face.If he made eye contact with his cousin in a hurry, maybe the kid would lower his head timidly—virgin embarrassment; maybe the kid would wink at him—who knows?

He gritted his teeth and attacked Cuiyuan again.He said: "Are you feeling bored too? Let's talk a few words, it doesn't matter! Let's—let's talk!" He couldn't help it, and there was a pleading tone in his voice.Cuiyuan was taken aback again, and turned to look at him again.He remembered now, when he saw her get into the car--a very dramatic moment, but the drama was accidental and not due to her.He whispered: "Do you know? I saw you get in the car, and the advertisement on the front glass of the car was torn. From the broken place, I saw your profile, only a little chin." It was Nailuo The ad for Victoria Milk Powder depicts a fat child with a woman's chin suddenly appearing under the child's ear. Thinking about it carefully, it is a bit scary. "I saw your eyes, eyebrows, and hair after you lowered your head to take the money from the purse." Taking it apart and looking at it part by part, she might not lack her charm.

Cuiyuan laughed, not knowing that this person could speak sweet words──I thought he was a reliable businessman!She glanced at him again.The sun was burning red through the cartilage under the tip of his nose.The hand he rested on the newspaper, protruding from the cuff, was yellow and sensitive—a real person!Not very honest, not very smart, but a real person!She suddenly felt hot and happy, she turned her face away and said softly: "Stop saying such things!" Zongzhen said: "Huh?" He had already forgotten what he said.He fixed his eyes on his cousin's back—that sensible young man felt that his presence here was superfluous, and he didn't want to offend his cousin, and they would meet again in the future. We are all good relatives who can't be cut off; he turned back The third-class carriage went.As soon as Dong Peizhi left, Zongzhen immediately retracted his arm, and his conversation became serious.He chatted up and looked at the exercise book on her lap, and said, "Shenguang University... are you studying in Shenguang?"

He thought she was so young?She is still a student?She laughed and said nothing. Zongzhen said: "I graduated from Huaji. Huaji." There was a small brown mole on her neck, like a fingernail mark.Zongzhen subconsciously twirled the nails of his left hand with his right hand, coughed, and asked, "Which subject are you studying?" Cuiyuan noticed that his arm was no longer there, thinking that the change in his attitude was caused by the subtle influence of her Duanning personality.Thinking about it this way, he had no choice but to answer, and said, "Liberal arts. What about you?" Zongzhen said, "Business." He suddenly felt that their conversation was a bit too moralistic, and said, "When I was in school, , busy exercising. After school, I was busy making a living. I didn’t read much!" Cuiyuan said: "Are you busy with business?" Zongzhen said: "Too busy. Take the bus in the morning I went to the office, and came back by car in the afternoon, I don’t know why I went or why I came here! I’m not interested in my work at all. I say it’s for making money, but I don’t know who it’s for!” Cuiyuan said: "Everyone is a bit tired." Zongzhen said, "You don't know—my family—cough, don't mention it!" Cuiyuan secretly said: "Come on! His wife doesn't sympathize with him at all! There are men in the world who have wives , seem to be in desperate need of the sympathy of other women." Zongzhen hesitated for a while, and then hesitantly said, "My wife—doesn't sympathize with me at all."

Cuiyuan frowned and looked at him, expressing full understanding.Zongzhen said: "I simply don't understand why I go home every day. Where do I go? In fact, I am homeless." He took off his glasses, faced the light, and wiped them off with a handkerchief Cuiyuan felt a little obscene, as if he was taking off his clothes in public. Irregular.Zongzhen continued: "You—you don't know what kind of woman she is!" Cuiyuan said: "Then, you..." Zongzhen said: "I also objected at the beginning. She was ordered by my mother. Next. I would naturally let myself choose, but...she used to be very beautiful...I was young...young people, you know..." Cuiyuan nodded.