Chapter 11 Chapter Eleven

"No one, let me use a metaphor." I immediately denied it. "Which important person in the real estate industry do you know?" "Li Ka-shing." I smiled. He cleared his doubts immediately. I said: "Ke Lin, I'm not a dog biting Lu Dongbin, I don't know good people, Ke Lin, we could have become a pair of close friends." He was silent for a while, "I'm not violating you now. I haven't even touched your hand. I've already started four Chinese characters: I have a lot of girlfriends with different purposes - talk heart to heart, dance crazy together, Sex in bed."

"Die." I scolded with a smile. "Zijun, to be honest, if there is no hope between us, I would also like to turn our relationship down." light?How to fade?I was nervous for a while.Talking and laughing with him has become a habit, once such a person is missing, it will suddenly seem lost. I turned out to be the most selfish woman. "Do you want to come out and talk?" he asked. "The phone is starting to heat up." "What are you going to do?" "candlelight dinner." "No, you mean to break up with me?" "You can't hook me your whole life at any cost, can you?"

"Quickly explain." "I will be transferred back to my ancestral home." I sneered, "Qian donkey skills, you foreign sons, whenever you want to throw a Chinese woman, you say you will be transferred back to your ancestral home, for the sake of your career, and then two months later, you still don't show up in a bar in Central, but you just change around. Personally. Duh! It’s not so easy for you to coax my old lady.” "I didn't coax you, I propose to you now." "I will not marry a foreigner." "Zijun, are you thirty-six this year? Don't think that opportunities are flying everywhere. People propose to you every year. I mean marriage proposals."

Collin Jones emphasized, "This could be your last time." "I don't mind," I said stubbornly, "I will never marry a foreigner." "Aren't foreigners human? You stupid pig!" I will not marry a foreigner, absolutely not.Willing to be alone all my life, this little bit of pride and self-esteem must be maintained. I am not a subgroup, and I have to be responsible for Ping An. "Everyone say goodbye." He was silent for a long time, and then said: "Say goodbye on the phone? Breaking up friendship also depends on science?" "I'm sorry, Colin."

"Heart of stone." I smile wryly. "You'll miss me," he said cursingly, "you'll miss me a gentleman." I shook my head and laughed, he called himself a gentleman, so Juansheng was considered a saint—he still took care of my basic necessities after breaking away from the relationship between husband and wife. "No one knows what you are waiting for, I wish you to wait until the toad." I protested: "Maybe a kiss can turn him into a prince." Ke Lin was silent for a minute, "Don't look for me again." He finally hung up the phone.

Too realistic to start insulting people as soon as I say I love you.From the beginning to the end, I actually never took the initiative to contact him, but now it’s time to wash it away. I laughed it off. Run away, all run away. Even this "boyfriend" is gone. I have to hang on to my job, and if I lose the anchor of my job, I'll be homeless in no time. When I went to Lao Zhang's place on the weekend, he had put the "cloud" I made on the windowsill.I strung up the 'raindrop' with a thread and nailed it under the 'cloud'. I was gesticulating when the door upstairs opened, and a wretched young man ran down the stairs and looked me up and down in a hurry.

I suddenly felt nauseous, my face was covered with dark clouds, and I was ready for my speech. After a while, Lao Zhang came down. I said contemptuously: "Zhang Yunxin, there is no place to eat." He was silent for a long time, his face was full of clouds, I knew to speak seriously. "Why bring this kind of person home?" He still wanted to use a familiar remedy. "This is my private life." "I feel sorry for you." He raised his head and looked at me sarcastically, "Who are you? How old are you? Pity me?" "Old Zhang, I'm really looking out for you. Sooner or later, you will be abused by these thugs, and you have to have a choice." I got angry.

"Is it over? After all, this is still my own home. What right do you have to come to my home to insult me ​​by name?" "Zhang Yunxin, you don't receive any advice at all." "Okay, what do you want?" He was like a cat meeting an enemy, his hairs all stood up and guarded. "Do you want me to go?" I was not in a good mood either. "Don't think I can't do this business without you," he said. When he said this, I was shocked, and I said it all. It was very difficult for me to step down, so I waved my hand, "Don't tear it away, okay? Business is business." I immediately took a step back to compromise.

I took my coat bag and stuffed my cloud charm into it. "I'm leaving," I said. When I left the door, I regretted it very much, why are you still so naive?The fault is only my own. I treat Zhang Yunxin like a brother. The most important thing between friends is to keep a distance. Why should I interfere with his private life so earnestly? I am too rash and self-righteous. Everyone has a weakness, an iron door, a wound, I am so ignorant, I just want to touch it, I am simply impatient to live.Zijun, Zijun, you have a lot to learn. Don’t think that the good old Zhang Yunxin can rub his lapel round and flatten, laughing and laughing. Once the mask is removed, he is still as hideous. Maybe he should be more annoyed than me, because I forced him to reveal his true colors—— —Old Zhang has always concealed it very well.

All night I tossed and turned, feeling sorry for my ignorance. I thought I was on the verge of enlightenment, but it was far from it. The science of interpersonal relationship will never be completed and graduated. Every day, it seems to be thrown into the sand, slowly grinding, and the precious experience accumulated after the skin is broken and bleeding is what the general population calls smooth. When will I be able to master it? When I followed Shi Juansheng, I didn't need to know this knowledge at all. Now that I made a slight mistake, I immediately made a mistake and became eternal hatred.

Zhang Yunxin blackmailed me with business.At that time, if he had slapped the table and scolded the mountain gate for leaving, he would have maintained his principles and vented his anger. But what to do next?What should I do? I don't want to go back to any dingy office to confront that bunch of peddlers. This kind of crisis is quickly triggered by a momentary talk, and if we continue to cooperate with Lao Zhang now, he will look down on him, what should I do? Suddenly I remembered what Tang Jing said to me before: "The biggest flaw in my work is not doing wrong things, but turning against my colleagues." I made this mistake, how could I not be disheartened. If I break up with Lao Zhang, I can't afford to rent such a big place to set up a workshop, and I can't afford to buy the necessary tools.Besides, I'm only a little clever, so far I don't even have the common sense to use an oven. Everyone praised Zijun for breaking out into a new situation after the divorce. I said so much that even I believed it myself.What new situation?People expect too little from me. They thought I would commit suicide or starve to death, but neither of these things happened as expected. Is it a new situation? I stayed up all night. I would rather be the Zijun of the past, behaving in a muddle-headed way, shouting "juanshengjuansheng" when something happens, or crying bitterly, and it disappears.I didn't sleep all night. Drinking black coffee in the morning, sitting in front of the window, feeling lonely, the rain finally stopped, but my heart was full of clouds and rain, so I hung the homemade ornament on my chest, and the phone rang. It was Lao Zhang, and when he heard the phone call he took the initiative to make, he couldn't help but let down a big stone in his heart, and his blood flowed. He said nonchalantly, "I have a meeting with the people from the Mint today, and I'll remind you." "I remember." I also pretended nothing happened. "See you later." "I have nothing prepared." "It's okay, I have some patterns." "Goodbye." I said. Lao Zhang still needs me, I breathe a sigh of relief, I still have value. I used to be with Shi Juansheng, if I had such a trembling attitude, I'm afraid we can grow old together forever, right? I suddenly laughed wildly. Still can't forget Shi Juansheng. The representative of the mint has changed to a new person. The old man and the old lady are not present. I feel a little guilty and follow Zhang Yunxin closely. It so happened that we were both dressed in white, and they were all in dark, as if we were about to start a war of evil against good. I hate meetings, I talk tongue-tied, and I'm always delusional: If I don't speak, will these nasty people disappear from the face of the earth? Zhang Yunxin showed many pictures to the chairman, one of which was actually a "rain cloud" hanging around my neck.I was surprised, this slick guy took everything from me for himself!awesome. The chairman didn't show his favor, threw my design down, and sneered, "This kind of thing was popular among hippies more than ten years ago. There are three copper plates for each, and a bunch of jingle bells." "Too frivolous, without sincerity." Another important official also shook his head. I looked down at my hand, my luck was about to come to an end, I should not regret its loss, I could only be thankful that it once came. By the time the meeting ended, we had been attacked by the black team. I am silent. After getting out of the elevator, the chairman's female secretary chased her out, "Wait a minute, wait a moment." I was annoyed, "What's the matter? You want to fly blood drops to take our heads?" The female secretary blushed, "I see that the jewelry on your chest is really pretty, where can I buy it?" I said angrily, "This kind of frivolous ornament? I made it myself, and I can sell it to you. Two hundred Hong Kong dollars is more than three copper coins." Unexpectedly, the secretary immediately took out two hundred yuan in cash and asked me to take off the necklace impatiently.I had no choice but to take her money and give her what she wanted, and she left as if she had found a treasure. In the elevator, my complexion was as black as Bao Gong. Lao Zhang said: "Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs." "Fortunately, I still have living expenses." I said. "There is a dispute between the old and the new within them. Whatever the old says is good, they must overthrow it." I smiled wryly, "It looks like we are going to rest." "No," Lao Zhang said calmly, "we will vigorously engage in jewelry making." I am stunned. "Two hundred yuan for a mud cake?" Lao Zhang said, "Honey, we're really going to get rich this trip." "How many people buy it?" I wondered. "If there are 500,000 blindly obedient girls in Hong Kong, Zijun." Lao Zhang said excitedly, "We can contact various fashion stores, consign them to their stores, and get commission from them—how about it?" "I don't know." I really didn't have confidence, "Maybe this 'cloud' is very interesting." "You must have other plans." Lao Zhang said. "Of course. I can make a broken heart, string it with glass beads, and sell it for two hundred and fifty yuan." "We'll go back to conceive immediately, can you draw?" Lao Zhang asked. "It's okay to draw a broken heart," I said. "Zijun, let's communicate again in three days." We parted at the gate. Too risky, I would rather have a big company back us. The key will change, and the change will lead to success. I only have half a year's living expenses left. I don't need to think about it, and my "career" is over. Back at the apartment, I felt the pain of being an artist: racking my brains to find a living, and after making the finished product, I had to sell it through the door, which was too much. Suddenly, I felt that the office also had its benefits: my boss told me to die standing up, so I didn’t dare to sit down to live. There were clear instructions for everything, and I asked people if I couldn’t do it, or tried to rely on them, or beg for them. Who can I ask for help now? I have separated from Lao Zhang again, there is no need to discuss. The sun sets at dusk, bringing a kind of mysterious world, and the universe is lonely like a prehistoric one. I went out to visit Chinese and foreign bookstores, bought blackboard writing, B2 pencils, blank paper, and paints, and ended up bleeding a lot. I bought a set of Liaozhai for business, and tried to ask the salesperson for a 20% discount. I also don’t feel the fear of dusk, I will get used to everything, chewing gum in my mouth, carrying a large box of things back to the car, with a ticket issued by the Department of Transportation for illegally parking the vehicle on the window. "Shit." With a sigh. This car is like running water and horses are like a dragon. How to live without doing everything possible, and a little negligence will suffer. Just when I was feeling a lot, someone called me: "Zijun?" I caught up. I turned my head, "Juan Sheng." "Zijun." He was wearing a raincoat, and he was fatter than before, scary. I looked behind him. On the opposite road stood Gu Lingling and her two children.The girl Leng Jiaqing was already as tall as her, and she still wore myopia glasses, like a future preacher. Thinking that my An'er will be the No. 1 in the future Yannvlu, I am very happy. "Zijun." Juansheng called me again. I still chew gum. "Why are you wearing jeans and sneakers? You look like you're in your twenties," he said. I smile. He tugged at my pony's tail. "Are you okay?" Juansheng asked, "Is the money enough?" His tone was like a father. Over there, Gu Lingling's anger was already evident. I whimpered behind him. He ignored it and helped me put my things in the trunk of the car. "thanks." "We haven't seen each other for a long time." I'm noncommittal, just laughing.Asking himself if he smiled naturally, not like toothpaste squeezed out, he got in the car and started the engine. I saw Gu Lingling coming up to argue with Shi Juansheng. I also heard Juansheng say: "...she is still the mother of my child." I twisted the steering wheel and drove out of the right and wrong circle. When I got home, I poured out a large glass of cider, which I drank almost like water, and filled my hunger with salmon and cream cheese on bread. I worked late into the night and drew a broken heart, a shooting star, the little prince and his rose. "I can't do it any more." I lay down on the table, screaming out of exhaustion, sighing like Qingwen after mending that fur. It's really overwhelmed, my God, I actually pretend to be an artist.I admire the painted patterns, and I like the little prince and roses the most.The brooch of the little prince and the necklace of roses are a set. However, I suspect that the copyright has to be paid, and I can’t just copy it. What would the late Anton Exupery think? Lao Zhang said, "What the hell, that's great." I glared at him.This Zhang Yunxin, I attended his ceramics class at the beginning, he was a robber pretending to be a scholar, as if he didn’t have this tone and appearance, a chameleon, he was another chameleon. I hold my head. "What's on your wrist?" "Oh," I bowed my head. Oops, I was busy when I came back, and forgot to repay the debt to Zhai Jun for this bracelet. "It's very special." Lao Zhang said. "yes." What's up with him?Still going back and forth between Sanfan City and Vancouver?Still smoking frequently with a cold face? What happened to the photo Zhai Jun took for me? Missing him is not the same as missing Juansheng.As for Juansheng, I am now discussing the matter based on facts, but for Zhai Jun, my heart is touched for a while, and I am even a little sad. It would be good if I met him ten or eight years earlier. "——What are you thinking, Zijun?" "nothing." "Don't be afraid, we'll make a comeback," Old Zhang said, "Go to the fucking Waltergal Mint." "I understand, I'm not afraid," I murmured, turning the gold bracelet with my hands. Shi Juansheng looked for me urgently that afternoon. He said that Ping'er scored zero in the English test, scolded him a few words, and then sat on the ground and cried for three hours, and his grandmother also cried with him. I know that this kind of thing will happen sooner or later. If there is Jia Taijun, there will be Jia Baoyu. Okay, let me act as Jia Laozheng once. When I rushed to the historian's house, I saw Ping'er laying in the arms of his grandmother, still sobbing, the grandmother yelled heartily, and Shi Juan stood aside with a pale face. I said coldly: "Ping'er, stand up for me, grandma is old, can she still stand up to your rubbing?" Yu Wei is still there, Ping'er dare not disobey my words. "Why don't you study the book?" He dared not answer. I coughed and said softly, "Why do you get zero points?" Ping'er said angrily: "The teacher couldn't read clearly silently. Everyone asked her to read it again but she refused. Our whole class couldn't understand clearly, so we all got zero marks." I was dumbfounded, elementary school students dared to quarrel with the teacher, almost no line of food is easy to eat these days. Ping'er continued: "She's new here, and it's her first time teaching. What qualifications do she have to teach fifth grade? At most, she can teach first grade." I looked sideways when I heard it, knowing that I shouldn't laugh at this time, but I also started to laugh. The fifth-grade pupils, because they have been in the school for five years, are considered old courtiers, and they are familiar with the locals in the toilet and dining hall, so they bully the teacher.No wonder the saying goes: If a strong dragon doesn't fight a local snake, people's hearts are really bad. "She is only qualified to teach the first grade?" I asked back. "Yes, she can't teach." I sighed and didn't know what to say. In the eyes of adults, what is the difference between the first grade and the fifth grade?In the eyes of little people, adults have different classes, and the fifth grade is simply too remarkable.I thought of Brown's domineering appearance on us, but when he saw Collin Jones, he fell down and showed his ugliness. It turns out that class discrimination has spread to elementary schools, which is amazing. I asked: "What do you want? Change teachers? Change schools? There is no possibility. The teacher's voice is unfamiliar. After listening to it a few times, you will become familiar with it." Juansheng said from the side: "I'll go talk to the principal." "Forget it," I turned to him, "you're the only one who listens to children's nonsense. What do bad guys do with food and clothing? Everyone lives in the rivers and lakes to make ends meet. Who still has the heart of cultivating talents? Even you Doctor Shi , I don’t necessarily have the heart of a doctor’s parents.” Shi Juansheng was robbed by me, so he couldn't make a sound. "You," I said to Ping'er, "study hard for me, and if you do something wrong again, I will take out the education vine to serve you. Don't think that I won't dare to beat you when you grow up." I stood up in a huff. "You're gone?" Juansheng was stunned, "You don't want him to study English?" "The tutors on the street are 500 yuan each, so why should I do it?" "You are his mother." Juansheng pressed me with a big hat. "Just pretend I don't know English." "Zijun, you didn't do your duty." I smiled, "Your aggressive method won't work." "You can't even spare hours a day?" Juansheng asked me, "You don't care about children at all?" At this moment, Mrs. Shi suddenly added: "Really?" "I don't think it's necessary." I picked up my handbag. "Heart of stone." Shi Juansheng scolded me from behind. I go out. The two servants of the historian's house have been changed. When I walked into this house, I was completely like a guest. I couldn't bear to ask me to come and sit for two hours every day.Yes, I'm selfish, I find it annoying, but when my husband and children are the main thing, they don't appreciate me, I might as well think more about myself. That night I dreamed that Ping'er grew up to be a man. Somehow, he had a stomach like his father's, a ring of fat like a lifebuoy, his English failed, he couldn't find a job, and became a beggar. I cried out in shock. , jumped up from the bed, heart beating endlessly. I surrender. I can't have this nightmare every night, I'd better tutor Ping'er, what's the point of it. When I contacted the historian again, the old lady was very indifferent to me. She said: "I have already hired a good tutor. I am a first-year student at the University of Hong Kong. I won't bother you." I am very sad. This is often the case in the world, and it is too late to turn back. Even if you are willing to become a bad horse, there may not be a turnaround waiting for you. I've never been so isolated and half responsible for myself. An'er wrote: "...Did Uncle Zhai contact you?" No. No is also expected. Are you writing a novel?Just because the scholar likes it, if the middle-aged lady walks out in the street and shows her face, Mr. Ruyi will catch up with her from a thousand miles away.Nothing, we live in a real world. I wanted to write a check to pay him back, but I was afraid that he would misunderstand that I was deliberately looking for an opportunity to strike up a conversation, so I didn't know how to play chess for a long time. My impression of him is also gradually blurred, I just lament that I can't see him when I was young. On my thirty-sixth birthday, I spent it in Zhang's workshop. I silently concocted those broken hearts. Lao Zhang is reporting the business situation to me.According to him, there is no need to worry about selling our goods. Tang Jing had a card, and Ziqun asked me to have dinner at her place.Ann sent a congratulatory message. Not bad.I thought mockingly: There are so many people who remember my birthday. Shi Juansheng, he no longer expressed anything. How amazing that I finally lived to be thirty-six. "I've contacted a series of mid-tier boutiques for the designs, and the owners are all willing to represent them." "Mid-level store?" I snorted out of my nose. "Look! Mademoiselle, Valentino boutiques are not interested in your broken hearts." "I'm just afraid that one day you and I will be reduced to setting up street stalls." I was depressed. "Have you ever been to the entrance of Hyde Park? It's full of hawkers on Sunday afternoons, and the stalls close when there's enough business. It's great." I said, "Yeah, that's cool, I can't do that." "Zijun, you can't take off your canary qualities." "Yes," I admitted, "I just need a little bit of security." Lao Zhang took out a gift from the drawer, "Here you are." "I?" "It's your birthday, isn't it?" "you remember?" He waved his hand, "Old friend." "Yes, old friend, let it go." I shook his hand. I opened the box and found a butterfly brooch inlaid with ancient jade. "I bought it on the street in Malo back then." He explained, "Don't tell me how old you are, people like Xiao Die Die don't grow old." He spoke so eloquently, but my heart still feels like a piece of lead. I wish I had the courage to admit that I am like a pig and like a dog. When a woman arrives, she only admits that she is like a butterfly. It is so sad and powerless to beautify. The phone rang, and Lao Zhang answered, "Your ex-husband." I went to listen, Shi Juansheng wished me a happy birthday.I thank you. As I said earlier, he is a gracious intellectual. He has given up the responsibility of being a husband, but he still abides by the rules of life.I have admitted more than once that it was not in vain for me to get acquainted with him. "Is there anyone with you?" Juan Sheng said. "No." I said. "Still rejecting me this year?" "It's not convenient for you to come out." I simply said: "Other people's husbands, if you can, you can be exempted." I also laughed. "your present--" "No need," I blurted out, "Why do you need pearls to comfort the lonely!" He was silent and didn't pick up the line after a long time. I was impatient and put the microphone on. Lao Zhang kept everything within limits, and said leisurely, "Zijun, your greatest advantage is that you don't hold grudges." I smile wryly.People dare not speak out when they are angry, and I don’t even dare to be angry. Even if I count all the people I know in the world, I don’t hate any of them, except myself. "How about going out with you? Didn't we have a good time last year?" I shake my head. "I'll go to Yang Fan's house with you and ask him to sing "If You're Not There" for us." I shake my head. "Go to Tsui Hark's place to see him filming, maybe he has already filmed Brigitte Lin." "Don't harass people." "I recently met Zheng Yuling. This girl is very interesting. I have many new friends. There is nothing wrong with it. Let me introduce you." I said: "How can people be interested in getting acquainted with me?" "Zijun, did I hurt you by talking too hard last time?" "No, old skin and old meat, old friend again, no more." "Zijun, I'm afraid. I've never seen that negative and hopeless expression on your face before." I thought of that dream, and the self I saw in the dream must be the Zijun that Lao Zhang sees now.Don't tell me, it's scary. "I'm tired and I'm going home." "Zijun—" "It's going to be okay, I always have the strength to fight against the environment." But in fact, I can't wait to sleep, and soon I will have a moment of longing for a sudden death. When I got home, the phone kept ringing. Must be a subgroup. There are too many kind people. I pick up the microphone. "Zijun?" It was a man. "It's me. Which one?" "Zijun, I'm Zhai Youdao, do you remember me?" Remember?Remember?I thought my heart would be beating wildly, but unexpectedly it was calm. "Where are you?" I could hear myself asking. "at Hong Kong." "You came to Hong Kong? What are you doing?" "Debt collection, you owe me one hundred and fifty dollars, remember?" He smiled, "I paid it on your behalf." "Yes Yes." "There is also delivery, you have a stack of photos here." "Yes Yes." "Actually, I'm here for business." "yes." "Can we meet?" "Nowadays?" "Today! There's only six hours left today, why not?" he said. "How about going out to dinner?" "Where do you live?" "My parents' home is in Ho Man Tin." "We are waiting at the Tsim Sha Tsui pier." "Where's the flagpole?" he asked. As hell, I haven't waited at the flagpole since I was seventeen and a half. Putting down the microphone, he simply froze. Zhai Jun came back and made an appointment to see me immediately. I quickly dressed up and flew to the Tsim Sha Tsui pier. I arrived earlier than him. Standing there looking around, I couldn't help but think of my childhood. I lowered my head and laughed, who would have thought that after a few years, I would regain this old-fashioned old warmth?If An'er knew, she smirked and twisted her mouth. Mr. Zhai is here. He walks with the grace of a scientist—I know I'm a little crappy, but the chance to see him again is overjoyed and forgivable. Zhai Youdao greeted me lightly and said, "It's really hot." Only then did I realize that my back was already covered in sweat, and the white shirt was stuck to my body, which was due to nervousness. He looked at me, "You are still the same, like Xiao An's eldest sister." I smiled, "How is Xiao An?" "I came directly from San Francisco this time and didn't see her." "Didn't she give you my phone address?" I asked. "Oh, I asked her for it a long time ago." He reached into his pocket. I was heartbroken for a while, with a feeling that the overall situation had been settled. "Zijun, where are you going to take me for dinner?" "What do you like to eat?" I asked. "Homemade halberd, the kind with a lot of bee paste." He reminded me. I smiled, "Let's eat it tomorrow morning, and now go eat some ordinary seafood." "Boiled shrimp, that's my favorite." "I treat you." He didn't compete with me to pay the bill. After dinner we go for a walk... I asked, "How long are you staying in Hong Kong?" "How long? I'm not going back, I'm here for the job." "Ah?" I was overjoyed and opened my mouth wide, expressionless in astonishment. He came for me?No, no, it's impossible, everything should be a coincidence. When he came home, I happened to be here again. He has no acquaintances here, and we became acquainted with each other justifiably. This is already beautiful enough, I don't expect anyone to come all the way to meet me, everything is so precious. "There are many things I'm not used to," he rubbed the back of his head. "It's only been three days since I came back, and I'm scared to death just to see Hong Kong people crossing the road, completely ignoring the traffic lights." I laughed, "Why come back all of a sudden." "I don't know, I want to change the environment. My parents are old, so it's good to come back and take care of me." I mustered up the courage to sell myself: "Will you contact me often when you are free?" "Oh, naturally." "How many relatives are there in the family?" "a lot of." They are probably busy introducing girlfriends to him. I think, no matter what the ending is, having Jun Zhai as a friend is definitely a good thing. He took me home that night.At the door, I said to him: "I haven't been this happy for a long time." It was indeed a sincere message. He said: "Me too." His expressive ability has improved, much better than in Vancouver. We said goodbye reluctantly. The next day I whistled while I worked. Old Zhang gave me a blank look and remained silent. I blow louder. He couldn't help asking: "When did you learn it?" "When you're happy." "Really? Do you also have happy moments?" He teased me. I don't care about him, just continue humming. "The first batch of goods, a total of three styles, thirty kinds of each style, have all been sold out. Zijun, your income is very considerable, I will write you a check, but the owner said that if the necklace can be tied with colorful ribbons, it will be fine." more popular." I shrugged, "I don't care, I'll go out and do it in a while." "How about you think of some new styles?" "I can't think of it yet." I wiped my hands. "What happened?" He asked suspiciously, "Zijun, forgive my curiosity, but I can't imagine that you were the same woman yesterday as you are today." I was so happy that I wanted the whole world to enjoy my joy, and blurted out, "Old Zhang, he is here, he came to see me." "Who?" "Here, the man I told you about." I was a little shy. "Ah, he came to see you?" Lao Zhang put down the mud in his hand. "Not on purpose. But anyway, we had our first date yesterday," I said. Old Zhang's face was serious. "What? You're not congratulating me on my good luck?" "he loves you?" "Old Zhang, at this age, what is love and what is hate?" I said, "We both have good feelings for each other." "Zijun, don't have too much hope. In essence, you are still a very naive person." Lao Zhang criticized, "Not professional enough." I laughed and asked, "Is there a difference between professional and amateur?" "Zijun," Lao Zhang said, "I'm telling you, this matter may not go well, he accepts you, and his parents may not accept you. "It's too early to tell," I said, "I don't know how many young girls have watched him faint. He may not pick me." Lao Zhang stared at me, "Zijun, you can't hide it from me. If you're not 70% sure, you won't be happy." This old fox. "Young chicks are much inferior to you, Zijun, you are a good person." Benefits other than youth?I'm afraid it won't hold water. "He knows your past?" Old Zhang asked. It seems that I have some shady criminal record. I said dramatically: "I told him everything: I used to be a member of Black September, I was sentenced to 30 years in prison for the robbery of Knoxburg, and it was also my masterpiece that the golden triangle drugs were imported into Northern Europe. Before marriage The most important thing is to be honest, isn't it?" I stared at Lao Zhang with wide eyes. "You have improved a lot." Lao Zhang was so angry that I was bubbling. "In the past, what is there to mention in the past?" "He knows you have a child?" Old Zhang asked reluctantly. "Yes," I said, "he and Ann are friends." "You have an ex-husband." "How can I have a child without my ex-husband?" I said, "Hey, I'm not a divorced woman left in the world, who treats me like a monster. Isn't Gu Lingling the mother of two children? Didn't she capture Dr. Shi Juansheng?" "Shi Juansheng is a handicapped person," Lao Zhang muttered, "he is not." "Okay, I'll take your advice, and I won't hold out too much hope." I buried myself in my ceramics.