Chapter 2 Second anti-customer

When I came back at night, Lijuan stood at the door and rang the bell, "Yaping." Yaping didn't come out to greet her, but her mother-in-law came out. Yaping sat on the sofa and read the newspaper.The father-in-law was still smoking at the dining table. "Mom! I'm back. Dad! I'm back. Yaping! You don't even pick up your wife when she comes back! At least say hello!" Li Juan complained coquettishly.Yaping didn't lift his head. "What are you going to pick up now? Give me the bag. I'll hang it up for you." The mother-in-law took the things from Li Juan's hand.

Li Juan took a look and felt that the family was very strange, or seemed to have known each other.The most notable change is that the house has been rearranged according to the mother-in-law's wishes.The linen tablecloth on the dining table was gone and replaced with a single use plastic sheet.The crystal vase on the table was also missing. "Grandma's eyes are really good! I thought about not ruining the linen tablecloth yesterday, so I changed it today. But what about the vase?" Li Juan thought to herself. "I put away the tablecloth for you. The high-end goods are not used in daily life, and they are stained and discolored. They are laid out beautifully when visitors come. I also put the vases in the cabinet, and put them there to collect ashes." "The words of the mother-in-law followed Li Juan's eyes.

The fabric sofa is covered with towels in turn from the backrest to the seat.Because one towel is not covered enough, two towels with different designs and patterns are uncoordinatedly stuffed around the sides.The colorful sofa originally matched with the decoration has become nondescript now, like patchwork clothes riddled with holes. "The sofa is open in the air, and it won't be bright for a long time. It must look good and know how to maintain it. If no one comes at ordinary times, what's the point of covering it? People come and then remove it. It's also convenient for washing."

Lijuan really wanted to say: It's important.It affects the quality of my life and the mood of my home.I could have sex with Yapin on the couch, but now I'm out of interest.I endured it and didn't say anything.Nor did she go along with her mother-in-law.The mother-in-law was a little embarrassed. Li Juan focused her eyes on the wall behind the sofa in the living room.The original one, the famous one!Now pull a few rows of rope underneath!In the main part of the picture, a New Year's card is hung! "Mom!!" Li Juan raised her voice a little.This shock is bigger. "Your father said that it's strange to walk around among naked women all day long. It's so cold, don't freeze. I just thought of an idea and took out all the New Year's cards in your drawer. Hang it up, it will be festive and healthy."

"What! This is a world-famous painting! Look at this house! Alas!" Li Juan turned around and went to the bedroom, closing the door. In the bedroom, the curtains were rarely rolled up, the windows were wide open, and there was a hint of coolness in the room.The lights on the opposite floor are strong, even if the lights are not turned on, the room can still be seen clearly. On the bed, the quilt, which was always a mess, was folded squarely. Yaping pushed the door and came in. "Look at your mother messing up the house! Tell her not to be so diligent, and take a rest when you have nothing to do. Also, we don't want her to clean up our house. The underwear I changed yesterday is gone. The trash basket where you threw condoms, too. Did she throw it? Why do you touch it everywhere!"

Li Juan's voice was low, suppressing her anger. "Little girl, it's your fault. If you don't put your own underwear in the washing machine, you won't be happy if they take it for you. My mother is not an outsider. Isn't my mother for this family? She also said that Reasonable. What kind of things are not bought with money, and it’s good to save some money. I also mentioned her for that painting just now. But there are old people in the family, so you have to accommodate their aesthetic concepts, right? You are a daughter-in-law, and my father is an old man. Uncle, it seems impolite for both of them to wear clothes under the nude painting? Don't be angry, don't be angry. Go down and eat! Show me your face with a smile! We don't allow it for the elderly in our house Face." About the painting, Yaping told his mother, and what he said at the time was: "Oh my god! You are really creative!"

"Yaping, if your mother wants to do this, I don't welcome her to live here! She's here as a guest, and she's neither a slave nor a CEO. She can't overstep her authority and do things that make me uncomfortable!" "Fart you! She is my mother, and this is her home. Regardless of our rules, she has to live with me when she gets old. I have no problem with you. If you want to make my mother feel uncomfortable, I won't." Forgive you!" Yaping scratched Lijuan's nose.When the word "fart" is said, there is both resentment and faint threat, with both hardness and softness.

"It's time to eat!" the mother-in-law shouted from downstairs. Li Juan shortened her face as much as possible, and went into the restaurant to have a look, good guy!There was a washbasin in the middle of the table, and there was a pot of stewing in it, including vegetables and meat, and there were still big fat floating on the soup surface, all white.Two plates of vegetables were fried, and each plate was as big as a full moon, piled up sharply.Looking at the soup and water, it is not clear whether it is fried or boiled.Li Juan faced the large coarse porcelain bowl in front of the cattle and cried secretly: Where is my small blue and white porcelain bowl with broken patterns? Why did I go back to the Long March era overnight?

Li Juan pushed the big bowl to Yaping and said, "You are close to the rice cooker, please pour the rice back for me, I can't eat that much. Take out the small bowl for me, just fill half of it, thank you. " Yaping turned around and poured the rice back, took out a bowl and filled half a bowl as required, and handed it to Li Juan.Li Juan was not good at picking it up, but she looked down and said, "It's still too much, you can divide it in half."Yaping said: "Eat it! The rest is mine." Yaping's mother looked at it coldly while holding the bowl, holding the chopsticks, and didn't say a word.The face grew half a size in an instant.

Lijuan took a bite of the dish and found it too salty to eat.A piece of cabbage leaf and a mouthful of rice is Lijuan's dinner today. "I'm full, take your time." Li Juan put the rest of the rice into the Yaping bowl, turned and walked to the living room. The conversation of the three of them came from the dining room, "Your brother-in-law recently..." "Your aunt is taking care of our house now..." "The last time your second aunt had surgery..." "Old Bai, do you know? Your father's The old section chief..." Laughter came from the dining room from time to time.

Lijuan felt that she was like a guest in this house, and among the three of Yaping and the others, she seemed to be separated by a layer of glass. Although she could see clearly, the water couldn't get in.Of course, if you want to bypass that layer of glass, you can pour water into it. As a result, it is more likely that their home, including yourself, will be wet all over.It's good to see from a distance like this, neither far nor close, neither close nor distant, neither cold nor hot. "Since you can't maintain intimacy, it's good to be polite." Li Juan's point of view.She didn't want to make the family relationship as pretentious as the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law on TV. She wanted to call her daughter-in-law mother with all her heart and soul, and she couldn't make the relationship vulgar like some shrews in the alley, who would draw their guns when they met.After finally jumping out of the circle of petty bourgeois at the grotto gate and living in a building, it is necessary to live in a building, closed like a door, and like a window, with a little warm light through the curtain.She defines this family relationship as urban life, which is fundamentally different from the warmth she felt when she first met her mother-in-law when she first went to Yaping's house. "The same social relationship will have different development directions in different cities, different regions, and different living atmospheres." Li Juan's summary rose to a theoretical level. Yaping's mother pulled Yaping and whispered to her while washing the dishes: "How can you spoil your daughter-in-law like that? You're out of shape. Only women eat leftovers in the world. You old man, how can you eat her saliva What? That's not clean!" "Oh! Mom, my own wife, what are you afraid of? Rolling around on the bed all day, even kissing each other, still think of saliva? You are really old-headed." "What the hell? Brain and new brain? This is a family tradition! Men are sacrificed at home, how can they behave like that? I just don’t allow it! At least I don’t want to be happy in front of the old man! Look at her like that, and she asks you to serve food, her hands are empty Why are you here? It’s cheap. Next time she behaves like this again, I’ll shamelessly call her out! Don’t make trouble then. You go back and tell her. Wife, that needs to be educated!” Yaping grinned, but said nothing. Yaping pulled Lijuan upstairs, closed the door of the study, and whispered to Lijuan: "Hey! You should be more careful in the future, don't let me eat your leftovers in front of my mother. She will not be happy when she turns around." Lijuan turned Rolling his eyes, he replied, "Then I'll pour it out." "Yes! Then you should give it to me! If you fall down, my mother will say that it was a waste of food and there will be lightning strikes, and even more nagging!" "Life is like pork stewed vermicelli." Li Juan typed in front of her own computer late at night. "One pot stew is the most convenient way of life. The key is to eat enough to omit the decoration of three dishes and four bowls. Simplicity is a beautiful word to decorate this kind of life." Li Juan suddenly came up with inspiration and planned to use her current Lifestyle is a fast-paced and simplified urban life.Advocate the word "thrifty and simple".Maybe, under the lights of thousands of houses, behind the bright clothes, how many people are wearing patched underwear and rags cut out of old cotton sweaters, but you and I can't see it.Li Juan is in charge of the supplement of "Life" in the newspaper. Everything related to life, such as eating and drinking, new trends in decoration, new trends in shopping, and daily necessities such as eating in Shanghai are all under Li Juan's management. "This won't work! Type it back and rewrite it. Who wants you to be diligent and thrifty in housekeeping? You are so thrifty, which furniture dealer and real estate dealer will advertise here?" The face of the editor-in-chief of the supplement was pulled down on the spot. "What is your mission? To promote a kind of enthusiasm and arouse a kind of desire! Buy! Buy! Buy! You recommend what is fashionable, and what is expensive. We publish newspapers, not for ordinary people, but for advertisers. Yes. We are successful only when the advertisers are satisfied. Look at what you wrote! Pork stewed vermicelli! I can’t even eat cabbage! Sun City just called in a sum of money to recommend their club-style apartments. You go to organize a special issue to discuss that club-style apartments will be the future housing development direction of Shanghai. Blue sky! White clouds! Indian Baotou guard! The swimming pool can be used for three months a year! The information is here. Go and go!" The editor-in-chief didn't let up when Li Juan went out. Li Juan looked at the big red lettering on the wall behind the editor-in-chief: "run a newspaper for the people, run a good newspaper", and smiled bitterly in her heart.Turned around and left. "Life is the sunshine in Hawaii, which is bright all year round. Sun City-style vacation apartments have proposed a new concept of club apartments for us." Li Juan returned to typing on the computer. The so-called life is for performance. Li Juan feels that her work has nothing to do with her life, and she is just selling dog meat. Rather than saying that she is a copy editor, she is more like a drug dealer with the title of attending doctor; or a suit and leather shoes on the street. A salesman who sells electric toothbrushes.