Chapter 33 Section Eleven

It was during the days when Gu Xiaoying was pregnant, Duan Fei also began to face up to his relationship with Jiang Yueyang—when the harshest winter in his life passed, when the warm spring came, when he thought there would be no more flowers in his life. When the road was covered with large fields of sunflowers, she was so grateful for the kindness of fate: at the age of 31, it was this man who let her know that she was still young and there were infinite possibilities in his life. She could be happy as long as she willing. Those happiness were as beautiful as a dream: he was beside Duan Fei, playing with Guoguo, teaching Guoguo to sing, read, build blocks, play with remote control cars and talking dolls; he knew that Guoguo called Meng Xu "Dad" ", but he told Duan Fei that no one can deny that Guoguo is Meng Xu's daughter, with Meng Xu's blood running down her body, she should remember her father, but she will have another father in the future, who loves her, loves her, He even said frankly that he really wanted to have a child of his own, and hoped that Duan Fei would respect his wish, but if Duan Fei was unwilling, he might consider giving up the idea, after all, marriage is not a One person's business, but two people's mutual respect and responsibility... When he said these words and did these things, Duan Fei often felt a little dazed.She would often secretly feel that Meng Xu's obedience was what all women yearned for before, the gentleness on the surface, but only Jiang Yueyang's magnanimity was actually the most solid refuge for a woman.

In short: It turns out that there can be such a huge difference between men and men. And he didn't even know it before. During this time, Meng Xu and Jiang Yueyang met face to face once. It was a complete accident that day. Originally Meng Xu visited Guoguo every other Sunday, so Jiang Yueyang often went to Duan Fei's house on Saturdays to play with Guoguo and help Duan Fei with some housework. That muscle was wrong, I arrived at Duan Fei's house at noon on Saturday, Duan Fei was cooking in the kitchen, Jiang Yueyang went to open the door, the moment the door opened, two men were inside the door and the other was outside, looking at each other with astonished expressions.

Jiang Yueyang was considered an insider, so the shock he felt was a little less than Meng Xu's. After two seconds, he stepped aside and said hello: "Teacher Meng is here?" He turned back and called Duan Fei: "Teacher Meng is here!" Duan Fei hastily turned off the fire, and walked out with a spatula in hand. Seeing Meng Xu still staring blankly at her and Jiang Yueyang, he smiled and said, "Come in, let's have dinner together." When she said this, she couldn't be more natural. This naturalness surprised both Jiang Yueyang and Meng Xu—Jiang Yueyang was surprised because he knew Duan Fei was a generous person, but he didn't expect to be so generous; Meng Xu was surprised because Because he did not expect Duan Fei to have such a tone, and such a tone only brought a feeling that the master, the hostess, and the children were spending the weekend at home together, and he, Meng Xu, was a passerby who disturbed the tranquility. people.

Meng Xu felt strange, standing behind Jiang Yueyang, neither walking, nor Liu, Guoguo ran out from the back room, saw Meng Xu, grinned and called "Dad", before waiting Meng Xu became happy, and saw that Guoguo had already held up a doll and asked Jiang Yueyang: "Uncle, she doesn't sing anymore." Jiang Yueyang knelt down, took the doll from Guoguo's hand, patted it, pressed the battery again, flicked the pacifier in the doll's mouth, the doll really burst into tears, and Guoguo happily ran back to the house with the doll in his arms ——The allure of a new toy is obviously greater than that of "Dad" who appears every two weeks, and Meng Xu just stood there blankly, watching Duan Fei busy in the kitchen, watching Jiang Yueyang stand up, Greet him as kindly as a host treats a guest: "Mr. Meng, sit down and have some tea."

Meng Xu didn't know how to speak, how to confirm the relationship between Jiang Yueyang and Duan Fei, how to get closer to Guoguo, or even how to say goodbye. So, he just stayed there in a daze and had lunch together, thank God, Duan Fei and Jiang Yueyang are not so naive, they won't use the scenes of you and me to stimulate him, they just take care of Guoguo in unison— ——Guoguo went to kindergarten and just learned to eat by herself. She used a spoon to poke the rice bowl back and forth, but not much fell into her mouth.Duan Fei wiped Guoguo's mouth from time to time, and Jiang Yueyang occasionally collected the rice grains that fell on the ground with a napkin.Every movement of the two of them was calm and generous, but it was precisely this calmness and generosity that made Meng Xu feel that he was really an outsider.

He finally knew that he had completely walked out of Duan Fei's world - when she didn't even bother to give him hatred, she really let it go. That day, after Meng Xu left, Jiang Yueyang washed the dishes, Duan Fei made Guoguo a pot of tea after coaxing Guoguo to take a nap, and sat on the sofa in the living room to read the activity plan of the art festival. Jiang Yueyang did the same after washing the dishes. He came over and handed Duan Fei a small bowl of diced watermelon. Holding this bowl of diced watermelon, Duan Fei felt a little emotional: In the past, under her instructions, Meng Xu learned how to cook, wash dishes, Learned to wash clothes... But he has never been like the man in front of him. Needless to say, he has sent those little cares to your hands.

She looked at Jiang Yueyang with some deep feelings, watching him fill her a cup of tea first, then pour a cup for herself, then opened the lid of the pot to have a look, and added some hot water.When he did these things, he couldn't be more natural, as if he had taken care of the woman beside him in this way in the past few years. Duan Fei seemed to realize that true love may not come by force—you teach me How a man loves his wife and helps his wife share housework is just "the master leads in the door", but in fact "practice depends on the individual", if he really loves, he will definitely use his heart when you are not paying attention. to the place.

For example, a cup of always steaming water, a bowl of diced watermelon, or even just a coat that you are told to add when it is cold... If life is so trivial, it turns out that those things that are most easily overlooked on weekdays are the most important things. is what we should be most grateful for. Or maybe it's more than that. When Duan Fei was eating watermelon, Jiang Yueyang had already taken over the activity plan in her hands. Looking at it at a glance, Duan Fei ate half a bowl of watermelon. Jiang Yueyang wrote a lot of words on her plan, and Duan Fei put down the fruit fork , As a result, the stack of A4 paper.Jiang Yueyang turned around, and while eating watermelon, he introduced his experience to Duan Fei: The last art festival of the Academy of Arts was the opening ceremony held in conjunction with the province's college student film festival. What level of guests in the entertainment industry, who should be contacted by the leaders of the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial University Working Committee.As for this event of your University of Science and Technology, you can use elementary school students to do photography, videography, hosting, master of ceremonies, and the back of the ticket to advertise the company in certain links. What is the phone number of the relevant contact person of the company... He added at the end One sentence:

"It's not easy for students to hold an event. Try to do well and gain some experience and ability. Even if you graduate in the future, you will find it unforgettable." Duan Fei lifted his head a little moved, and looked at Jiang Yueyang fixedly. When Jiang Yueyang looked up and saw it, he didn't quite understand why Duan Fei had tears in his eyes, so he just smiled and took Duan Fei into his arms, Ask him: "Isn't it that touching?" Duan Fei leaned into his arms, also smiled, and replied in a low voice: "No one has ever talked to me about these things before."

She stopped talking, but Jiang Yueyang understood. Indeed, in the past, Dr. Meng Xu was a young and promising scientific research force in the school. Like many professional teachers in colleges and universities, he looked down on the school administrators.In their eyes, the school staff and student workers, especially the political counselors, are all people with no professional skills, doing some things that are busy flattering their superiors, and taking care of eating, drinking and messing with their subordinates.He even complained more than once that Duan Fei is like a nanny among students, taking up too much of his family time - he is busy with organizing on weekends and participating in student activities. On the contrary, they are busy taking care of students staying in school for postgraduate entrance examination or working part-time, helping them contact internship units and employment positions...Meng Xu once complained: "They can't even take care of themselves. How can they go to society to compete in the future? Duan Fei, you shouldn’t meddle in these nosy things, if you have time, it’s better to review the exam and become a professional teacher in the future, that’s a valuable life.”

At that time, Duan Fei didn't take it seriously, and laughed at him: "You professional teachers go home with your bags after class. If there is no us, who will take care of the students?" Meng Xu said seriously: "Anyone can do it, but don't look for my wife, Duan Fei, you were also an excellent student in the school back then, so you are willing to do this kind of unskilled work for the rest of your life?" Duan Fei was very puzzled: "Why is there no technical content? I restrain them to prevent them from making mistakes, and help them find jobs to reduce the burden on society and families. Why do I have no technical content? So many political counselors Yes, not everyone can have a good reputation among the students, I have a good reputation, you should be proud of it!" Meng Xu had a sympathetic expression on his face: "Fei Fei, what can you do if you are so serious about building a reputation? Can you be a middle-level leader? Or can you be the secretary or deputy secretary of the colonel's party committee? If you can get to this point, it's still worth it. After all The current colleges and universities are deformed, and the middle-level leaders are treated better than the old professors... But it is difficult enough for women to get to this point." Duan Fei rolled his eyes at him: "If a black hat really comes flying from the sky, of course I won't refuse! But I don't want to position my motives on getting a certain black hat, right? Everything I do is What I think is meaningful is meaningful to myself and the students, not just for the sake of treatment or not.” ... So, in the past, there was really no one to help her - looking back now, when she and Meng Xu were together, whether it was the minimum professional recognition, or similar values, and even digging out the shining points in each other's personality ... She never got it.At that time, she was only satisfied with Meng Xu's good temper and obedience to her in life.And neglected, the couple live together, in addition to the material life of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, they also need spiritual support and respect. Only by understanding each other can they last for a long time.After all, we are all social beings, and we come and go in the wind and rain every day. If the family members refuse to be a safe haven for understanding and encouragement, and accompanied by the day-to-day wear-and-tear in the rough life...it's not until you On the day when a person grows old, he loses his brilliance in the eyes of the other party early. Speaking of it this way, she did set up a barrier for herself—in Meng Xu's eyes, she was strong, capable, assertive, and had designed all the paths for him, but the path she walked on was not He couldn't accept it, so it was only a matter of time before he left her. Thinking of this, Duan Fei sighed softly, stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Yueyang's hand, Jiang Yueyang hugged her tightly with his backhand, and then heard her sigh that could hardly be caught in her ear: "Thank you." Jiang Yueyang lowered his head and kissed the lips of the woman who had gone through vicissitudes in his arms. He knew that this "thank you" had a deeper meaning and a more cautious weight than "I love you".