Chapter 6 Chapter Six

Now I also have dates, older boys in their twenties, just graduated from college, looking for experience and comfort in mature women... I rejected them one by one, I was still a wounded soldier. Tang Jing said: "You have adapted very well, and now even I start to admire you." I disappointed my haters because I lived so well. But a heart is different. My interests have definitely changed. Reading and art have become new hobbies.I am fascinated by the book A Dream of Red Mansions, and even Tang Jing praised me as "having roots of wisdom". Participated in a certain university’s off-campus ceramics class. The instructor was a young man who came back from France and had a mustache. He asked me: “Why do you join this class? Is it because of popularity?” I replied: “It’s because fate is to people, like hands are to clay. , what can be molded can be what it is, irresistible." Xiao Hu mustu was immediately moved, and I became his favorite student.My works imitate Picasso, with fat and happy shapes.

Knowing so many new things in an instant made me, a little woman who has been closed for half my life, at a loss, unable to separate joys and sorrows. Tang Jing said in amazement: "The most rare thing is that you don't feel all hopeless. I thought you would dig a hole and bury your head in it, mourning autumn every day." I spit on her. On my birthday, she sent me thirty-four roses. I don't know where to put the flowers, but Brown also smiled, I am at ease, now Ding is Ding, Mao is Mao, everything is in order, I am still alive, and I have not lost weight compared to before.

Ziqun ordered me an exquisite cake at the hotel where she worked, and I immediately shared it with my colleagues.She didn't express anything before, but this year is different from previous years. When I received my daughter’s congratulatory message, my eyes were red. The twelve-year-old child is in a foreign country, and he still remembers his mother’s birthday. Who said that raising children can’t be paid? We lose some, we also gain some, God is fair. Shi Juansheng called me in the afternoon and wished me luck. I accepted his blessing with slow, good-natured grace.I haven't tried birthdays without Shi Juansheng, but somehow this year has been extraordinarily lively.

Juansheng said, "Let me have dinner with you." "No," I said calmly, "I have an appointment." Don't eat the food that comes from you. He seemed shocked. "Then..." He hesitated, "I'll send someone to give you a gift." And gifts?What a surprise, I thought he had completely forgotten about me, maybe he is indeed a long-term lover, Ziqun is right, he is a good man, it is my honor to be married to him for thirteen years.Later, he admittedly moved on, but he still has the qualifications of a good man. There are two gentlemen who are willing to accompany me to dinner: the artist Mr. Zhang Yunxin and the honest man Mr. Chen Zongda.I take the honest man, and the artist is eliminated.

Living to the age of thirty-four, as a super tea dregs, if I could choose a date for the evening, I would feel flattered. Lao Chen personally ordered a small restaurant. Although the atmosphere is too cheap, although the meat is too old and the wine is too sour, and half of the ice cream has melted when I take it out, I still taste it with relish. This is like the scene when boys took me out for dinner in high school: money is not enough, but warmth is enough. After marrying Juan, she tasted all kinds of delicacies.Wearing a long skirt that reveals the front and the back to participate in the feast everywhere, eating until the tongue is numb, now abandoning the glory and wealth on the other side, sitting in a small place, calm and quiet, it has a special flavor.

Old Chen's taste is so bad, he knows nothing about pleasure, and gradually his background will be revealed: he rattles when eating soup, holds the knife and fork in a completely wrong posture, and the napkin is tucked into his waist. Looks like eating western food. When I was a kid, I was a beautiful girl, and it was not easy for ordinary men to get my dates, but now it is different, and now I appreciate people who are not of my race.It cannot be said that Lao Chen is old-fashioned and old-fashioned. It is Lao Chen's fault. I have relaxed my tolerance. After dinner, Lao Chen asked me, "How about another glass of red wine?"

I laughed, "Where do people drink red wine after dinner?" I said, "Let's have a cup of coffee." "Yes, you should drink brandy." Old Chen said angrily. "I've got my coffee," I said. He seemed a little drunk, his face was flushed, and he began to tell me about his career as a small clerk for more than ten years. - Their stories are all the same. I myself am now a small employee, one of them. Old Chen talked about how he has endured hardship and worked harder than others over the years, but the opportunity does not necessarily favor him-that is almost certain, everyone feels that life owes him, and now I understand that we are unhappy because we Not satisfied, we are too greedy.

I listened absent-mindedly, turning the coffee cup back and forth. This was the first time I heard a man complain. After get off work, Shi Juan never mentioned the clinic again. It was his right to change his mind, and he was still a classy man. I yawned at Lao Chen's triviality. He suddenly said: "... Zijun, only you will understand me." He was very excited, "My wife doesn't understand me at all." I opened my eyes wide, and a few sleepy bugs were chased away, "What?" His wife doesn't understand him? "Although my wife is very conscientious, there are many things she doesn't understand. As soon as I saw you, Zijun, I knew we had something in common." He held my hand tightly, "Zijun, Do you think there is hope for me?"

I don't know why, but I'm not angry at his gaffe, nor do I blame him.I suddenly remembered that Tang Jing had warned me that this kind of thing would happen sooner or later. I just thought it was ridiculous, so I went along with it, raised my head and burst out laughing, and the guests and waiters in the restaurant turned their heads to look at us. I was so surprised, this old Chen is also ambitious, he may not be willing to go home and divorce his wife to marry me, he also knows that I am not a material for cooking.In this way, it is wishful thinking for him to dare to love me, and he wants me to be his mistress!Qi people have a wife and a concubine!

I was even more surprised, what a big idea, even Shi Juansheng's dignified western medicine is just one for another, and Lao Chen wants to kill two birds with one stone?I am amazed, you never know what is in his little head, all the care and consideration in the past should be in today's bad intentions. But I'm still not mad. Old Chen is too smart, he must have thought: this woman is now by my side, if she can get something cheap, why not reach out. I laughed harder and harder, I was drunk. Old Chen asked urgently, "Zijun, do you understand? What's wrong with you?"

I said gently: "I'm drunk, I want to go home." I took my handbag by myself and stood up unsteadily.He dashed out of the diner, stopped a streetcar, and went home. I vomited for a long time, and the whole stomach turned upside down. The next public holiday, I went to visit Tang Jing. She was listening to Bai Guang's era song, the famous "If Without You". "Without you / how life is going / my heart is broken / I can't do anything / I don't care how high the sky is / how thick the ground is / as long as you are with me / my life is for you-" "Who is this 'you'?" I asked mockingly. "So great? I don't believe it." I said. "You'd better believe that 'you' is my monthly salary." Tang Jing smiled. I thought about it, and laughed out loud. Tang Jing glanced at me, "You laugh more than before." I said, "I can't cry." "Now you also know that it's hard, and you can't even cry or laugh." I was lying on the sofa at her house, "Yesterday, Zongda Chen showed his love to me." Tang Jing was stunned for a moment, then laughed and scolded: "You have committed evil yourself, you can't live." I asked, "Maybe there is such a little man in every office?" Tang Jing sighed: "That's for sure. In every organization, there are poor wretches whose wives don't understand him, sycophants who serve the boss, bosses who bully the good and fear the evil, female secretaries who wink...it's the same everywhere." I laughed sadly and was speechless for a while. My world used to be clear. Tang Jing changed the subject. "Since that incident, Lingmei has reformed herself." "Really? She hasn't come to me." I have a little comfort. Tang Jing said: "I am not a holy virgin, but I have always disapproved of men and women's carnal presumptuousness." This is the first time she talked about sex with me in more than 20 years. I'm a little embarrassed. "Ziqun is now in contact with an old foreigner—" I said disgustedly: "It's still a foreigner, just change the soup but not the medicine." "What happened in the past life," Tang Jing said humorously, "Xu Ziqun was an ever-victorious army in his past life and then his previous life. He specialized in killing long hairs. He should pay back in this life." I sternly said, "It's not funny at all." "Listen to what I have to say. That old foreigner is a history teacher in a school. He has a good character and has taken root here. He doesn't plan to return home. His ex-wife died a few years ago, so he intends to continue." "Will Ziqun marry him to fill in the house?" I asked, "Is the old man's pension enough to spend in the future?" "Then you have to ask Ziqun herself, she seems to want to get married very much recently." Together with Tang Jing, I made an appointment with Ziqun. She was very happy to see me. When talking about the marriage, Ziqun lowered her head, "...he will retire in about ten or eight years, and I don't care about the future. The dormitory is about 2,000 square feet in size and the environment is excellent. Don't tell me, marrying an old man has the advantages of being an old man, one is not afraid of his change of heart, and the other is to avoid the pain of childbearing. Teaching is a very beautiful job with no future. If the money is not enough, I can earn it myself." I nod. She can figure it out by herself, okay. "If the matter is promising, let's have a meal." I finally said. After that day, Chen Zongda's wife began to come to pick him up from get off work every day, and when she walked past my desk, she always had a livid face, gave me a hard look, and said, "You think I don't know that you want to steal my husband?" look. I don't know whether to be angry or funny, but I finally decided to laugh. Lao Chen is like a deflated balloon, and he follows his wife home every day from one to five o'clock. Old Chen's wife looks exactly like Old Chen, husband and wife, except that Old Chen's face is a fat orange, while his wife's face looks like a thin orange.A good couple, I don't understand why she suddenly stopped understanding her husband, maybe it's because of Lao Chen's salary increase of 500 yuan last year, money will make trouble. When this woman walked past me, I could faintly smell a greasy smell. The ending of cooking three meals in the kitchen for many years can't be washed away by jumping into the Yellow River. Who says I'm not a lucky woman?Even if she is abandoned by her husband, she can still find her own life, which is better than living with a man like Lao Chen for a lifetime without knowing him. Soon Chen Zongda was transferred, probably at his own request. On the day he left, a large group of us ordered lunch to send him off at noon. Even the fox Brown said to me very comfortingly: "Old Chen is finally gone." I smile. He smiles too. It can be seen that everyone knows the ins and outs of this matter. After the mood calmed down, the loneliness became even more gnawing. In order to save too much time, I learned this and that in a mess, calligraphy, paper cutting, puppet or flower arrangement, French, German, the class was full of lonely people, and in the end they all met the opposite sex of the same class and went to develop elsewhere. The Venerable Master was thin, and I was even more lonely, so I simply returned to Zhang Yunxin's place to work on ceramics. Modern ceramics focus on design rather than skills. Zhang’s comments on the pros and cons of design are very interesting: “It looks comfortable, but it is a first-class design, and if it looks uncomfortable, it is a first-rate design.” He spent the money he earned to buy tools and equipment heavily. He lives in a big old house in Sha Tin. He owns a small electric "kiln" that can burn ten finished products at a time. The most interesting thing is Zhang Yunxin, he has a bit of a homosexual tendency, so women are especially safe with him, there is no need to be wary, and he is open and aboveboard. This is the first of countless firsts: I have never seen this type of people before, and I only think they are deformed.How ignorant I was before. Zhang Longxin’s little mustache is not only handsome and tall, but also talented and knowledgeable. He is also very sensible and gentle. He has high taste, understands the taste of life, has strong observation skills, and has meticulous feelings. His friends are all artists: he specializes in photography, painting, and clothing design. , writing, sitting together, hopped peanuts, happy.People often go to eat Japanese or Korean food, feasting on it without any intention. Sometimes I also go with them to listen to music or watch movies. On such occasions, I often meet many famous people in the city. Zhang Yunxin always called me "disciple". Once at the head of the great hall, he suddenly said, "disciple, let me introduce you. This is Zhang Minyi." I "huo" stood up.Zhang Minyi, whom Tang Jing admires, whom I admire!I was dizzy for a while, and my mouth was opened wide like a mountain looking up, unable to speak. Xiao Zhang suddenly smiled and made a relief, "My apprentice is a bumpkin and has never seen the world. Please forgive me." I thought that this young lady must always look alike, a female diamond model, who knows that she is an inch or two shorter than me, with a slender figure, delicate features, fair skin, big eyes, and a high nose—is this her?I am dumbfounded.How to charge and trap the enemy with three-and-a-half-inch high heels on your feet? I only heard her say to her friend: "Oh, every morning when I wake up, I feel completely hopeless..." I immediately giggled, feeling inexplicably excited. It turned out that I was not the only little woman with such thoughts. Xiao Zhang asked me softly, "What's wrong with you, Zijun?" I said frankly: "It's so exciting to see so many celebrities all at once." Xiao Zhang turned around with a smile and said, "Hey, Lao Xu and Lao Xu's woman are also there." I immediately stretched my neck to see that Old Xu had a goatee mustache, was as thin as a rattan, and was wearing a Chinese tunic suit.His woman gave me a glamorous feeling, attracting the attention of the whole audience, wearing the most modern colorful knitted Mijuoni dress, making big moves, chatting and laughing happily, and her husband can be regarded as a pair of close friends, I can see Like crazy like drunk. Xiao Zhang pushed me, "Hey, apprentice, you must know this person, he is very knowledgeable, intelligent and cute." He raised his voice, "Hey, Fang Laoying, what are you doing hiding there? It's cool." A woman came over with a smile, "Zhang Yunxin, you are here too." She was wearing a plain satin cheongsam. Looking at her vaguely familiar face, I stammered on a whim, "I... I watched your "Seven Fairies" when I was young." Xiao Zhang covered his forehead with his hands: "The teacher is not strict, the teacher is lazy," he moaned, "Apprentice, you can't get out of the scene, and I won't take you anywhere from now on." I giggled hard. Afterwards, I caught Tang Jing talking non-stop, chirping and quacking, like a child after visiting the New Year's Fair or an old lady after listening to a big drama. Tang Jing said: "You are so stupid." "But I didn't know that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people in the world." I argued. Tang Jing sighed and said: "Before, before, you were a content frog, one of the happiest animals." happiness, eh? That warm nest, really. But I continued, "Later, Huang Zhan and Lin Yanni also came, and Lin was wearing a Fenty fur coat with glittering sequins..." Tang Jing pointed to her ear, "I've been listening for 30 minutes, please forgive me." I shrugged. Originally, I could still talk for 60 minutes, but I was afraid of offending Tang Jing. The next day, I cheered even more. Ann is coming back for vacation.This is the first time she has come back. I haven't seen An'er for nearly a year, so I can't help but suffer from insomnia. I was hesitating whether to contact Juansheng, but his phone call had already come. I felt a little bit, he is really a good father, and he did his best for his children. "Anne is coming back for vacation," he said. "She's telegraphed me," I said. "Really?" Sour. "If you don't mind, I want to live with her." I offered first. "It depends on her own choice." Juansheng replied. "That's right." I agree. "You've been busy with your social life recently." Juan Sheng said, "I have a birthday present, but it hasn't been delivered to you yet." His tone was very unnatural. "Oh yes." I said apologetically. "Let's meet, how about I drop by for you while having tea?" "Eat tea?" I laughed, "Juansheng, you are in such a good mood, we haven't had tea together for more than ten years." "How about making an exception?" "Okay, get off work today, half past five, Mandarin Hotel." "Are you still at work?" "Aha, otherwise, what would you do for a living?" I laughed. "I thought you would do it, so you won't do it." "Pit-spit-spit, don't ruin my reputation, we'll get a raise next month, and I've had a blast doing it," I said. "Didn't you say you were very angry?" "It's not free. Food can be paid at the end of the month. Nothing can be perfect." "Zijun, I can't believe you would say such a thing." "Jiansheng, living and moving the body, nourishing and moving the qi." He sighed a long time, "Zijun, see you after get off work." We "officially" met for the first time after the divorce.I had a chance to get a good look at him. Shi Juansheng was too fat, with rings of flesh around his waist, which weighed more than ten or eight pounds. I laughed at him: "What is this? A small life buoy? Be careful not to remove it." He also smiled, took out the small box, and put it on the table. This is my birthday present, and I knew it was jewelry at a glance. "Can I watch it now?" I asked happily. He nodded. I unwrapped the flower paper, opened the box, and found a pair of earrings. The emeralds were about the size of a carat, with cicada wings showing through, very precious.I quickly put it on, "Juansheng, why spend this money?" Turning my head to show him, "How is it? Doesn't it look good?" He stared at me blankly, and suddenly blushed. After all, couples who have been married for more than ten years, when they meet again after divorce, the familiar smell will be revealed regardless of the past, and they look like an old married couple. He said, "Zijun, you've lost weight." "Thanks to my foreign boss, who tormented me in everything and made me sleepless. The fat that I couldn't get rid of before dieting, now all disappears at once. It can be said that losing it is effortless." "You look like the one I knew you now." Juansheng said suddenly. "How is this possible? Twenty years." I stroked my hair, "It's almost gray." "Nonsense, I believe there are still many people who pursue you." I changed the subject: "I miss An Er every day. It's strange to say that our relationship was not good when she was in Hong Kong." "Both children are close to you now," he whispered. "Is your life okay? Does the clinic make money?" I said. "Yes, Zijun, I plan to pay the rest of the house for you." My heart felt hot, it wasn't the money, but my only bit of hatred for him was eliminated because of this sentence, and instead I felt melancholy. "Is it convenient for you?" I asked, "I can arrange it myself." He turned his head in shame, "You're a woman, like a crab with no feet, where are you going to get involved?" "If I can't do it, it's been more than half a year." "No, I decided to pay off the house for you. If you don't like to look at the boss's face, you can find a small business to do it." I smiled, "I don't know how to do business." "You look much younger, Zijun." Juansheng said suddenly. "What?" I asked curiously, "I'm young? Juansheng, I have hardly suffered from tuberculosis this year." "No, it's not about your appearance. I mean the change in your overall appearance. You seem to be younger and more active." I shook my head, "I don't understand. I haven't even added a new dress, and I'm not in a very good mood. To be honest, I'm much older. I learned to fake smiles so realistically that I can't tell the difference between myself." True or false, the false is completely from the heart. Juansheng, think about it, how terrible it is. Is that the meaning of "the false is true when the true is false" in the Dream of the Red Chamber? Not only can I fake a smile, but I can also fake it. Hey, hey, hey, fully automatic to make a matching expression at the right time. Juansheng, I'm so lost, why do you say I'm young?" Juansheng laughed while listening, tears came from laughing. I myself also find it very interesting, I never thought that a person who became a monk halfway, mixed in the big dye vat, achieved impressive results, Zijun is no longer the same Zijun as before, the current Zijun is a little bit more mature. The trickling tears couldn't be stopped, and they didn't gurgle down, but the corners of his eyes couldn't stop moistening. He kept marking the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, like an old lady. I suddenly felt like his mother-in-law. He shed tears in front of me several times, not necessarily because he sympathized with my experience. According to my speculation, it may be that his current life is a bit unhappy.But mortals will learn to be good. Thinking of Juansheng's ruthlessness in forcing me to sign for divorce, I drew a gap between him and him in chills. I just pursed my lips lightly and laughed at my indiscriminate smile. After a long time, Juansheng said, "I plan to remarry." That is inevitable, the woman is determined to remarry, otherwise why would she go through this battle. I nod. "I think everything is superfluous. Divorce and remarriage," Juansheng mockingly said, "Change the soup without changing the medicine. Several times when I woke up in the morning, I almost called the wrong person around me 'Zijun'..." I heard the pain in my ears, looked at my watch, made an appointment with him to pick up Ann, and insisted that the afternoon tea was over. Juansheng wanted to send me off, but I immediately refused, and when I walked to the street, there were crowds of people rushing towards the pier and station like lemmings... It was already dark when I arrived at the pier, and my waist was a little sore. I just wanted the small steamer to quickly pick me up across the sea, and when I arrived at my home on the other side, I felt like a god after taking a hot bath. I swayed across the deck, scrambling to board the ship. There was a document envelope on an empty seat. I wanted to remove it and sit down. A middle-aged man next to me quickly said, "There is someone." I sat down and said to him: "No seat reserved on public transport." Besides, there were no vacancies elsewhere. He was well-dressed and even argued with me, "But my friend is coming soon, why don't you sit somewhere else?" I suddenly got angry, "There are more than a dozen aunts and aunts behind me, are you willing to give up your seat to them? Seats on public transportation are first come, first served. Why don't I pay two yuan for the boat fare?" The man still said to himself: "You woman is unreasonable." "I'm being unreasonable? You're still wearing a suit," I scolded, "If you make any more noise, I'll call the whole boat to judge." The rotten guy is still afraid of shrews, so he fell silent for a moment, and the other passengers all bowed their heads and acted as if they had nothing to do with themselves. I just sat there with my buttocks still, with a high-spirited look, I don’t know where this courage comes from , and where will he go. When the boat landed, I hurried home. After making a cup of hot tea, I deeply feel that I have really fallen, so what can I do with this kind of trafficker?But I also feel comforted that at least I have learned how to protect myself. Before he could stretch his legs, the doorbell rang. I was very reluctant to answer the door, but Chen Zongda was standing outside the door. I was surprised for a while.It was him, I forgot about this person. I was reluctant to open the iron gate, so I just asked him from behind the door: "Old Chen, what's the matter? It's getting late." "Can I come in for a cup of tea?" Thinking that he has always treated me well, I wanted to open the door as soon as my heart softened, but I immediately realized that "treating guests is easier than seeing them off", so I let such a man in, he lay down on my sofa, I pushed him still, and lifted him up again. If he doesn't leave, isn't it a big trouble?I looked at him vigilantly, almost slapped my chest to suppress my shock, it turned out that Old Chen's eyes were red, obviously he had been drinking, the door could not be opened no matter what. I said gently: "Old Chen, we will have lunch another day, please come back today, I am very tired." "Zijun, please open the door. I am very depressed. I have something to tell you." "Please leave quickly," I became rude, "it's unbecoming for the neighbors to watch!" I slammed the door shut. He still rang the bell vigorously, and shouted in a mournful voice: "Zijun, I need your comfort, only you understand me, open the door, open the door!" I opened the door again and warned him: "Old Chen, don't pretend to be crazy by drinking, I give you three minutes to leave this place, otherwise I will call the police." He froze. I closed the door again, and there was no sound from him. drunk? I sighed and thought, he was not drunk, and our friendship was wiped out from then on, and we never talked about it. After peeling off the mask, it turns out that Chen Zongda just wanted to take advantage of the divorced woman. I have nothing to say. On the day Ann arrived, I went to the airport an hour early to wait for her. Understandably excited.The plane was unexpectedly on time.Later, Juan Sheng also came. I didn't really want to speak, I raised my head and waited for Ann to come out wholeheartedly.Air Canada 703 has almost all of its passengers gone, and I haven't seen Ann yet, so I'm in a hurry. Ask Juansheng, "Where is she? Shi An'er is clearly on the passenger list." Juan Sheng was also a little at a loss. At this moment, a young girl in a red T-shirt rushed over: "Mom?" I turned my head: "An'er?" I couldn't believe my eyes. "Sure enough, it's Mom. Mom, you've become too young and beautiful." She shouted and came to kiss me. I didn't recognize her at all, she was half a head tall, with a plump figure, with long hair in a ponytail, jeans tightly wrapped around her legs, a ribbon on her forehead, her cheeks were like apples, so sweet and pretty, girlish The fragrance is overwhelming, she is fully mature, only thirteen years old. I was sad and happy, "An'er, I don't recognize you anymore." She laughed heartily.But Ann turned a blind eye to her father. She said: "Mom, you must take me in to live in your house. You have always described how wonderful the new home is in your letter..." I cast a triumphant glance at Juan Sheng.An'er and I went home holding hands tightly, Juansheng came up for a cup of tea, seeing no one was keeping him, we had no choice but to leave. After he left, our mother and daughter deliberately did not mention him. Ann was like an adult, asking me many details about my daily life, especially "Is anyone chasing you?" "No," I said, "you can't see it. Getting married once in a lifetime is enough. I finally made my way. I plan to learn to be an independent woman." "Mom, you are cheerful and lively now." Ann said. "Really?" I subconsciously touched my face. "You are much younger." An'er's voice was sincere, "Mom, I am completely relieved to see you this time. You have not disappointed me." I smile wryly. "Mom, if you have a chance, you might as well fall in love and get married again." "Fuck you." I suddenly blushed, "I'm still in love, but you, when you're in love, open your eyes and see the object clearly." "Don't you have friends of the opposite sex? Even if you don't pursue spring, you should look for a home." The center of her conversation still revolved around this question. "I do have boyfriends," I was forced to admit, "but they are just ordinary friends." I answered like a female celebrity being interviewed. "Are there many possibilities?" An'er stretched her neck and asked. An'er's long hair is thick and dense, with natural waves just like mine. I stroke her head, she is such a little beauty, and I am delighted. Although life is an illusion, the warmth that the child gives me at this moment is full. In the afternoon, An'er and I went home to meet Ping'er. The family affection in the blood inspires Ping'er, a little boy of Muzhimu Party. He twisted and twisted An'er foolishly, "Sister, sister" kept yelling, and then hid with her in the room to read the latest books. Afterwards, An Er said to me in surprise: "My brother can read novels." I was not surprised: "He can read a lot of characters, and the dialogues in the comics are clear. This kid's intelligence is not balanced, and his homework is acceptable, but he doesn't know anything about life. He went to a sports meeting and didn't come home at eight o'clock. It turned out to be lost." "But what he's reading now is science fiction, written by a man named Welles." Ann couldn't hide her surprise. "Wesley," I corrected, "this man's novels are very psychedelic and beautiful. That set of books is my property. I will give it to my younger brother after reading it. My younger brother actually doesn't know much about it, but he has already got a taste of it." "Mom, you are so cute now." Ann exclaimed. Ann said: "Any man will fall in love with you, you are funny and refreshing, how modern." "Hey, this is all the benefit of watching Wesley?" I laughed, "I still watch Dream of the Red Chamber." An'er twisted her fingers and made a "pop", "Dream of the Red Chamber reminds me of Aunt Tang Jing, how is she?" "Excellent." "Are you married?" "Why are you full of old age complexes in your mind?" I exclaimed strangely, "You are only thirteen years old." "Thirteen and a half years old, I am no longer a child." She straightened her chest. I really admire her. Having An'er by my side is equivalent to injecting a booster every now and then. My spirits are greatly lifted, and all my troubles are left behind. I'm afraid that when her vacation is over, I will feel even more empty when she leaves. An Er and I went to visit "Master" Zhang Yunxin. Lao Zhang stared at An'er and asked me: "Who is this girl with the face of Bao Dixili?" I said, "My daughter." "Daughter?" Lao Zhang's jaw seemed to be dislocated. An'er giggled. "It looks a bit similar," Lao Zhang's artist lost his temper, "but at most, I can be your sister, Zijun, don't make fun of me." "It's really my daughter," I couldn't help laughing, "It's the real deal." "I refuse to believe it, I refuse to believe it," he yelled, covering his ears. Ann's comment was: "Mom's new friend is really interesting." We stayed at Zhang Yunxin's house for the whole afternoon, and Ann was fascinated by him.He is versatile and talkative. He took out white wine, bread and cheese to make snacks with us. Aner sat excitedly and asked him to draw a sketch... I fell asleep on the rattan couch. "Mom, your life is colorful now." An'er praised me. She didn't see my pale side. On the way home, she chattered and said that she wanted to go back to her alma mater, Shengzuan, and contacted her old classmates. Later, she asked, "How is Leng Jiaqing?" I said calmly, "How do I know?" An'er hesitated and said, "Didn't she live with our father?" "I didn't ask about such a thing." "Mom, you are so chic." "An'er, these days you've really raised your mother to be a role model for women." I laughed. "Did you make an appointment with Aunt Tang Jing to come to our house?" An'er asked. "Yes, you will meet your idol soon." I teased. "Mom," An'er blurted out, "My idol now is you." "What? Raise your standards, your mother is just a small employee earning thousands of dollars a month." "No no no, that's not all. You're stylish, strong, beautiful, patient, forgiving...Mom, you're so great," she said impulsively. I laughed and said, "God, it's not just me, even this car is about to float." "Mom," she suddenly woke up, "when did you learn to drive?" I said it jokingly. "When the driver is only willing to obey Mrs. New Smith's orders." Ann stopped ringing. She began to appreciate the shadows behind the sun, or the Phnom Penh behind the dark clouds. Life is impermanent, what should I do, what can I say. After parking the car and going upstairs, the mother and daughter were going to take a hot shower before waiting for Tang Jing to pick us up on the street. When I took out the key to open the door, a figure suddenly turned around the corner of the stairs, and I stepped back three times consciously. Step forward, and immediately push An'er away. "Who?" I scolded. "it's me." "You?" I opened my eyes wide, Mr. Chen? Unmistakable, with a fat figure, greasy hair, wrinkled suit, and the fake Chen Zongda, he still has the guts to come to see me. "Mom, who is this?" Ann asked. I also wondered, "Old Chen, what are you waiting for here?" Unexpectedly, another person came out behind Chen Zongda, "I'm here too!" I'm sure, isn't that Lao Chen's yellow-faced woman?What are the two of them doing together? "What's the matter?" I asked. Mrs. Chen pointed at my nose viciously, "What's the matter? I didn't ask you, but you asked me instead?" I was so scolded that I couldn't figure it out. Chen Zongda curled up wretchedly beside her. I was annoyed: "Can you speak clearly?" "Let me ask you," that Mrs. Chen yelled, "my husband didn't come home all night last night, is he with a shameless woman like you?" "With me?" I smiled instead of anger, "He? With me?" I turned to look at An'er, and An'er looked Chen Zongda up and down, and laughed too.Because our mother and daughter talked until dawn last night, I have evidence, and I am not worried if others suspect me, but Ann must know that I am innocent. Who is Joan of Arc?But you wouldn't blindly touch Lao Chen when you pick someone, would you?It's off the charts. "Who told you that your husband was with me last night?" I asked. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Chen pointed to Lao Chen, "He confessed himself." I was taken aback, confused, "Old Chen, how can you talk nonsense? When will I be with you? You have wronged me." "I'm sorry, Zijun, I'm sorry," he said pitifully, "I lied because she pushed me too hard. I'm sorry." "You're ruining my reputation, Old Chen, you're going too far, go away, you two get out of here, don't talk at my door, or I'm going to call the police again." Chen Taiyou said to herself: "You two, don't play tricks." She made a gesture to jump on me and hit me. Unexpectedly, when it was too late, someone suddenly rushed out to catch her short and fat arm and slapped it. Although he didn't hit him directly, he also wiped Old Madam Chen's face. She immediately backed away, panicking. Cover your face.