Chapter 11 Second brother Shen raised his salary

In his forties, with a flat face, thin eyebrows, and an evergreen smile in winter and summer, he was Second Brother Shen.Walking is very cautious, stepping out with the left foot, the right foot has to think for a while before daring to follow.So the left shoulder sticks out a bit.With his left shoulder and left foot out, and his right foot in thought, it would be nice to take a picture of him, as if some big shot just got off the plane. Brother Shen has wanted to be a big shot since he was a child, but he hasn't believed in it until now.Because if you want to be a big man, you have to be very cautious. After you become an adult, no one will know that he is sophisticated.But sophistication is not so earth-shattering.He felt oppressed and pessimistic.He used his mind everywhere, thoughtful about everything, and his footwork was never chaotic, but he didn't go anywhere.He doesn't understand.Always oppressed, he thought; otherwise...he would change from delicate to rich, who knew that the more careful he was, the smaller he would be, like an orange on a plate, shrinking day by day.He felt empty, inexplicably.

There is only one consolation—he hasn't touched many nails, and he has to "think about it" about everything, lest he hit a nail.He avoided many nails, but also greatness; consolation changed to disappointment.In his forties, he has not flown once.Dodge some nails, really, but press your mouth on the sand nest, it doesn't hurt, it's strange to hold back. For the family members, he has done his best.But they all bullied him.The wife wants another blue free jacket.As usual, he thought about it, and didn't say yes or no.He had to think about it: In terms of age, she was already thirty-five or sixteen, so how could she be free?In terms of needs, doesn't she have two or three jackets?In terms of decency, it seems that new clothes should be made for the children first. In terms of... He thought of countless reasons, but it was inconvenient to tell her directly.Think about the safest.

"Think about it, always think about it," Second Aunt Shen said angrily, "Damn it! What have you come up with in your life?!" Second brother Shen's slender eyebrows furrowed, his wife has never been so fierce and savage.It's inconvenient for him to talk back, old couple, don't break your face.The wife will regret it, for sure.He restrained himself, waiting for her to regret it. But it had been a day or two, and he never forgot her words, not even for a moment.Those two words pierced his heart all the time.He seems to have forgotten that she said it, and he has forgotten how powerful and brutal his wife is.It seemed to be a revelation, a reminder, a general attack on life. "What can I think of in my life? Think about it! Fuck it!" In the past, if his wife lost her temper, he only thought it was a kind of oppression-the more careful, thoughtful, and wise he was, the more they Everyone bullied him more.Not so this time.This is not oppression or losing your temper, but some kind of shaking, like a gust of wind trying to uproot an honest tree, uproot it!He seemed to suddenly understand: the emptiness of life is all because of wanting to fuck.He had to do something, and he did it without thinking about it.

Yes, buy her freedom right now, without thinking about it.Life must flow out, you can't keep bastards in a jar.cannot!A triangle of five feet is freedom.Buying without thinking about it, not even paying back the price, buying is buying. A small northwest wind is blowing, and the few yellow leaves in the setting sun are like gold.The wind blows on Ping's face, it's cool and pleasant.Autumn has its glory too.Second brother Shen was free with the roll in his arms, walking almost casually, with his shoulders slanted, his feet not waiting for anyone, walking slantedly.Without thinking about it, you deserve it when you meet someone.It's a bit of a kick.First ask your wife to appreciate it, the triangle is five feet and one foot, and you are free, and you haven't even paid back the price.Second brother Shen's flat cheeks turned red, and his heart was hot.Life should be hot, he thought, and he was happy.

"Here you are, freedom!" It's inconvenient to say how much it is per foot, which makes my husband angry. "You man," the wife smiled, a kind of contemptuous smile, "buy it without asking me, really, I bought it yesterday. Come on, let me have a double copy. What's the matter with being rich?!" "Then Why don’t you tell me?!” Second brother Shen still refused to regret it, but took the opportunity to say something hard to his wife: “It doesn’t matter if you have double copies, you just buy it if you buy it!” “Oh, look at this energy!” The wife almost wanted to Admire your husband. "Have you eaten human flesh? I won't tell you. When you think about it, isn't he a slut?!" The wife decided not to admire him for a while.

Second Brother Shen didn't say another word, and his heart was screaming.It's almost forty, and I can't smoke anymore.Heroes and great men must have vigor, no previous thinking, no afterthought, yes!The next day I went to the Yamen and walked very quickly.When meeting an acquaintance, it doesn't matter if you nod roughly, whether you are facing the tree or the electric pole.Surprise them, just right. Three of my colleagues in the yamen got a raise.Second brother Shen decided to see the officer without thinking about it.Second brother Shen has been in the yamen for many years, and there is nothing wrong with him.Is it his business to raise the salary?Can!He straightened up, feeling taller, and went to see the director.

"Director, I ask for a salary increase." Without thinking about it, he said what he wanted.This is the road to greatness. "Mr. Shen," the director said kindly to the old man, "sit, sit." Without thinking about it, Second Brother Shen was sitting opposite the director, his face flushed. "Salary increase?" The director smiled, "It's an old man, it should be, but let me think about it." "I didn't think about it, Director, just say something cheerful!" Second Brother Shen's heart almost exploded, his voice trembled, and he had never said such a thing in his life.

The director was stunned, and none of his subordinates dared to speak like that, especially the second brother Shen; the second brother Shen must have something wrong, maybe he drank two cups of wine, "Mr. Let's talk at home?" Brother Shen's heart pounded, and he almost said "Think about it".He kept his mouth shut: "See you tonight, Director." He exited the room.What does that mean?What does that mean?Whatever it is, already is already.Judging by the director's expression, maybe...don't care!Damn I can't live anyway.However, if it's true...Second Brother Shen's face gradually turned pale, and his lips moved by themselves.He had to drink a glass of wine, which is a game of heroes.But he didn't drink, he didn't have that habit.

He decided to go to the director's house.There must be nothing wrong; if you really offend the director, why invite him home?Maybe there may be some benefits, the result of "hardness"; people have to be hard, even once in a while.He was no longer afraid, and he didn't tell his wife. He went to see the director without saying a word, and told her after he got the benefits, so she had to look at both hands.Second brother Shen was almost happy. The director is really waiting for him.He was very polite, and called him Second Brother Shen: "You are older than me, we secretly call you Second Brother Shen, sit down, sit down!" Playing temper. "Director, I'm sorry, I was so rude." Second brother Shen confessed these few words, and his heart agreed.That's how he feels natural and fit when he speaks. "I must be crazy to turn against the director." He said to himself.He wasn't stiff anymore, he sat upright, looking at his knees. "What did the director ask me to do?" "It's okay, let's talk."

"Yes." Second Brother Shen's voice was low and sweet, and it was even in my ears.After finishing speaking, there seemed to be a voice: "You twitch", and he also felt that he was shrinking inward bit by bit.But he couldn't change it, especially in front of the director.The director is much older than him, and he has to admit that he is a "little one".Besides, the director is so polite, can he not hide his face? "Have you been in the yamen for ten years?" the director asked very affectionately. "It's been more than ten years," Second Brother Shen didn't dare to be emotional, but he couldn't help feeling a little proud that life didn't pass in vain. For more than ten years, he always had errands to do, was steady, familiar, and never hit a snag.

"Would you like to continue?" The director smiled. Second Brother Shen couldn't answer, and felt his body twitching inwardly.His heart ached a bit.Would you like to continue working?Yes.However, can he become a character if he continues like this?He really didn't dare to ask himself, his tongue was stuck, it was all empty, it was all there. "Look, you are looking for me today...I understand...you are like this, why not me." The director thought for a while. "We're pretty much the same. Didn't think about it, you said, yes. We're all bad for thinking about it. Not alive, but just doing. You touched me. We all have those times, but few dare to do it like you Straightforwardly speaking. Let's hold our hearts in our hands. The more we live, the more twitching." The director's eyes showed true emotion. Water came out of Second Brother Shen's mouth. "Director, yes! We, I, think day after day just to 'hide', like flies. Think about who and everything. You are smart and don't suffer. In fact, in fact..." He couldn't find it anymore. When he said that, something stuck in his throat. "When will we stop thinking about it?" The director sighed. "When will I stop thinking about it?" Second Brother Shen said again as an answer. "Seriously, when you said think about it, what did you think about?" "Me?" Brother Shen was about to cry, "I just want to put myself on a cushion and not touch my butt. But sometimes , I don’t think about anything, it’s just a habit, a habit. When I say those three words, I feel a little smaller. But I still have to say, like a little sparrow will fly when it hears the sound. I I grew up small, and at the same time I called this discomfort oppression. I was skeptical. Everything was against me. I couldn’t catch anything. I just hoped not to sink, like falling into a river without water. I -" "Like a person who is not sick but is afraid of getting sick," the director took it. "Think of the bad first in everything, and always explain the good things and the truth from the negative side with a smile." He paused for a while. "But, there's no need to talk about the past, what should we do now?" "What should we do?" Second Brother Shen asked, feeling empty in his heart. "We've got to be strong, I think?" "You finally gained strength in the yamen today," the director smiled again, "but if you hadn't met me, what would have happened to your strength? What if I got stronger with the minister tomorrow? Woolen cloth?" "It's probably going to blow up!" "Second brother Shen, if there is an event in Sichuan or Qinghai that requires two strong men, we can go together, will you go?" "Let me think about it," Second Brother Shen couldn't help but said. The director laughed haha, but he stopped quickly: "Second Brother Shen, don't blush! I have to say the same, if you ask me. We're done. They asked us to send a letter and bring something, We all have to think about it. We are used to it. We can sleep soundly when our heads are wrapped in the quilt. Brother Shen, I will raise your salary for you tomorrow." "Thank you" blocked Second Brother Shen's throat. In the first issue of the sixth volume of "Modern Times" in November 1934