Danqing had a feeling that this might be the scariest summer in her life. The weather is so hot that I get dizzy. I wake up in the morning, wash up, change my clothes, and when I go out, I stand in the elevator lobby, already sweating profusely. That's not counting, the most important thing is that even though the results haven't been released yet, Danqing already knows that she didn't do well in the exam. This time her grades determined her future for the rest of her life. If her grades were good, she could go directly to a famous private university abroad. However, her grades were not satisfactory, and her future had changed a lot. She might have to study for two years of preparatory courses in an unknown elementary school, which was a waste of time.

But to be honest, this is still not the main reason for Danqing's depression. The most uncomfortable thing was that after my father and mother had quarreled all winter, they finally moved out. Often there is no news for several weeks. When he was leaving, Danqing walked him to the door and looked at his face silently. He said to Danqing: "In the future, when you grow up, you will understand the whole story." Danqing sent his father to the parking lot downstairs. A heavily made-up face peeped out of a wickedly black sports car, looked at Dan Qing, and said in surprise, "You're already this big, so don't worry, you can go to college next year."

Of course Danqing knew who this was. This is her father Ruan Zhidong's girlfriend, Zhou Nannan, one of the famous ladies in the city, a very showy woman. In their mouths, Danqing is sometimes small and sometimes big, very ambiguous. One thing is for sure: this summer has been bitter and long. She was so bored that she couldn't speak, and a bunch of pimples appeared on her face, as if silently protesting. The mother left early and returned late to work on her advertising business. Mother and daughter lived in the same apartment, but they rarely saw each other. Leave a note and make it a habit.

Like "Is Danqing interested in taking a boat with me on Saturday" or "I know the day after tomorrow is your birthday but the client is only staying for one day from New York and needs to be entertained, but Aunt Juanzi will arrange a program with you", etc. The writing is in English, without punctuation, and the handwriting is scribbled. I am used to writing press releases, and it is completely in that tone. Danqing remembers reading this kind of note for the first time when she was only seven years old. No wonder her English is much better than her classmates, because she was forced to educate her at home.

Holding a pocket dictionary, I looked it up word by word, and I actually understood most of the notes. Most of the notes were full of apology, because I couldn't accompany her to attend the Parents' Association Open Day sports meeting and so on. Aunt Juanzi appeared at that time. At first, Xiao Danqing thought she was a nanny, but later on she found out that she was a classmate of her mother, had lived in a foreign country for many years, went there alone, returned alone, had a little savings around her, liked children, and didn't mind taking care of Danqing at all. Danqing can also get along with her.

Who knows, maybe Danqing and his mother can also talk, if there are more opportunities to talk to her. At the beginning, the Ruan couple also took Danqing out for vacation, and they quarreled for three days for three days, and quarreled for ten days for ten days. It's really sad that no matter what the woman does, the man can always find fault. On the contrary, no matter what the man tries, the woman will inevitably make many ironies. As a result, they sneered again and again, and broke up unhappy, leaving Danqing alone in the hotel watching TV. Later, Ruan Zhidong no longer had time to travel with their mother and daughter.

And Danqing and his mother had nothing to say, they were in the same room together, which was very embarrassing. This symbolic family reunion ceremony was also cancelled. On the day after finishing the exam for the seventh subject, Danqing came home and saw the left handwriting. "Aunt Juanzi has something to ask for you." There was a slight smile on Danqing's young face. He quickly dialed the phone, "Please find Miss Ji Juanzi." Auntie came to listen, and smiled as soon as she opened her mouth: "It's a terrible summer, isn't it?" Danqing smiled, her opinion was no different from that of young people, which is rare.

"Summer vacation has begun." "Yes." Danqing should be listless. "It's too busy, isn't it?" "yes." "It's boring, isn't it?" "yes." "Nobody understands you, do they?" Danqing jumped up, "Yes." "Watching all the concert movies and laughing can't pass the time, can you?" "yes!" "Come to my store and help greet customers, pay your salary, and be my company." "Aunt Juanzi, save my life." Danqing let out a breath. "Really, you really think that?" She was delighted.

"You can swear." "Where is Ge Xiaojia?" She used to address Danqing's mother by first and last name. "New York, come back tonight." "Two long-distance flights in three days, and I am not afraid of getting tired. It is very energetic." Dan Qing was silent. Don't let anyone know when you're tired.Danqing had seen her mother coming back from the airport late at night, so she didn't want to comment, so she had to get fully dressed and go back to the office the next morning. "Where's your friend Peipei?" "Parents accompanied her to the UK to find a university."

"How beautiful the weather is in Great Britain." "Their parents are British." "Oh, the tuition is cheap." "Peipei studied liberal arts, so that's a good place for me." "Come here and change your clothes." "As ordered." Danqing likes Juanzi Coffee Shop. Small six seats, yes, you heard that right, six seats, divided into three groups, only sell coffee and black tea. The bunk is in a small bungalow in the suburbs, where people live upstairs and do business downstairs. In fact, it is an enlarged kitchen, and there are usually no guests.

Occasionally someone bumps in during the holidays. Seeing that the price of the drink is more expensive than the coffee shop attached to the big hotel, they are immediately shocked and retreat. But once you sit down and feel comfortable, you will come often. The guests are all neighbors. A row of bungalows of the same type originally had berths, and all of them could not afford to close their doors, but Juanzi Coffee never thought of making money from the beginning to the end, and maintained it leisurely. Its owner said: "It will end naturally when it is eclipsed." But it has been four or five years, and the door is still open for business. The neighborhood became lively, several residential areas were built in a row, and a fast food restaurant opened opposite, but Juanzi Coffee was never full. Earlier, Danqing felt sorry for her aunt: "Maybe it would be better to also sell ice cream", "Sandwiches are also popular", "It's not bad to lose two yuan". Soon I found out that my aunt had no intention of making money at all, she just wanted to kill time. I wake up in the morning, write and draw for a while, and open the shop after lunch. After dusk, when the sky gets dark, I close immediately. Among the guests was an elderly couple, surnamed Ai, who came here once or twice a week. The aunt talked to them, and it was easy to add more coffee for one day, and only charged the price of a cup. At first, Danqing never believed that Aunt Juanzi would be a lonely person. Later, as she became more sensible, she stopped talking about the profit and loss of the coffee shop. She went to report that day and agreed to work from 3 to 7 pm every day. The aunt also specially made two sets of uniforms for her, a snow-white shirt and trousers, a red and white plaid apron, and the same tablecloth. Ge Xiaojia sometimes said to her daughter: "What a weird person. I don't know how many jobs and opposite sexes are waiting for her outside, but she sells coffee in the countryside." There is of course a reason for this. If the parties don't say anything, no one knows. After a week, the total income was 280 yuan. The cash register dinged all night. Not enough to pay the electricity bill. It's just outrageous. The fast food restaurant on the opposite street was full all day long, and boys and girls gathered at the door with portable tape recorders, talking and laughing loudly, and sometimes exchanging their latest dance moves. Most of the time, Danqing quietly looked at the past from the window, admiring it with a smile. She remembered that she had never laughed like that before. No, no, she is not unhappy, but she has never tried to be like those young people, raising her head, squinting her eyes, shaking her head, bending her waist, doing her best, and hahahahaha heartily. Personality dictates. Sometimes the aunt asked: "Do you want to go across to see?" Danqing shook his head, knowing that they couldn't get along. She didn't think there was anything in the world worth being so proud and laughing and celebrating. But she admires and envies people who can laugh and laugh. Auntie took a sip of her homemade coffee, "It's good to be young." Dan Qing smiled. "Danqing, if I leave this place, will you remember me?" Dan Qing looked up, "Of course I will miss you." The aunt asked again: "What if I die?" Danqing replied quite naturally: "I will bring flowers to your grave and tell my children your story." Aunt Juanzi was very touched and satisfied. Danqing said: "However, that is very far away, we will not talk about that." She faintly felt that something was wrong, remembering that her father once said: There are three things, it is best not to mention in front of adults, the three taboos are death, taxation, and immigration. Although Aunt Juanzi didn't seem to care much about it, Danqing was still talking about him anxiously. My mother is most afraid of old age. When she is free, she sits in front of the mirror and sighs after seeing it for a few minutes. He often makes complaints that make Danqing unable to hold back his laughter, such as "I don't know why, all kinds of moles and freckles are growing on my skin all over my body, like an exhibition", or "Once I'm over forty, There are oval faces and pointed faces, the flesh on the cheeks is called by the gravity, and they all fall down, making the face longer and longer." Danqing appreciated this kind of helpless humor very much, and when he told Aunt Juanzi, the two laughed together. Whether it is really so good to be young, young people don't know. Danqing felt that she had many troubles. From the pimples on her face to the problem of entering a higher school, she couldn't enjoy this golden age to the fullest. Taking advantage of this moonless night with no income, Danqing seized the opportunity to discuss the problems with Aunt Juanzi one by one. "How well did you do in the exam? The examinee must have a good idea." Danqing acquiesces that there are no miracles in the world, but no pains, no gains. "About one or two A, and the rest vary from B to C." "too poor." Danqing lowered his head, "I know too." "Since you were young, you have been fooling around with your homework." Dan Qing was silent. The aunt teased her, "Seeing that Smith, Warsaw, Wesley, and Brown are the next best thing, Oxford, Cambridge, Yale, Harvard, and Princeton Stanford are all hopeless, so embarrassing." "Auntie, I thought you would comfort me." She shook her head, "I won't lie to you, you will reap what you sow, and you will reap what you sow." Danqing was not convinced, "You and your mother didn't come from prestigious schools." The aunt put out the cigarette, "We were self-educated back then and it was fine, the social requirements are different." "Hate." "What are you going to read?" "I have no idea." "Isn't Ruan Zhidong looking for a school for you?" "Dad said I'm neither civil nor martial, and I don't know what subjects to take." Danqing was depressed. Aunt Juanzi smiled, "A familiar guest is here." It's Elder Ai and his wife. Danqing seldom comes into contact with the elderly, and he couldn't help but be surprised that he is still interested in drinking coffee when he is seventy or eighty years old, which is really amazing. My aunt greeted me personally. Mr. Ai raised his head and waved to Danqing, "Is it Ms. Ruan? She has grown so tall, from a child to a young girl." Danqing came out from behind the counter and stood in front of him with a smile. Ai Lao stretched out his hand to hold her. Danqing noticed that the back of his hand was covered with spots, and it was loose and loose, which did not match the size of the palm. It seemed that he could ask a clever tailor to narrow it down at any time. It won't spin around your wrist. Of course Danqing knew that as long as he lived long enough, everyone's skin would degenerate to that state sooner or later. She turned and brought out the coffee. It's hard to imagine that a few years ago, Mr. Ai and the others were like a ball of powder holding a baby in their arms. Incredible. Thankfully, they were both healthy and well-groomed. Danqing treats them as living antiques. The watch on Ai Lao's wrist is about 50 years old, but it is so old and popular at the time, and antique watches are popular, Dan Qing is very envious. Danqing also has a watch of a similar style, but unfortunately it is an antique counterfeit, powered by quartz, and the taste is quite different. She tried to ask her father for it, but it was not old enough. My father himself was also asking a friend to find a cheap and good-quality rose gold watch with a porcelain face and three-hand spring strap, preferably a Baige brand from the 1940s. Immediately, Danqing and his aunt backed away so that the two elders could whisper. The aunt said softly: "Such kindness is hard to find." Thinking of his parents, Danqing resonated very much, "It's not entirely true." "And they were married blind." "Wow." Even my aunt was puzzled, "How is it possible, I got engaged at the age of seven, and at the age of fifteen, I was carried to my husband's house in a sedan chair, and spent the rest of my life in a strange environment." Danqing asked in horror: "Was it the Qing Dynasty at that time?" "I don't know, I dare not ask, maybe it was the beginning of the Republic of China." Danqing said: "Oh, what a happy marriage." Aunt Juanzi gave her a white look, "For you, the 1960s are old history." Danqing said confidently, "I was born only seventeen years ago." The aunt sighed, "Really, it's blank, I can't blame you." Danqing yearned: "I really want to visit Mr. Ai and his wife." "What do you want to know?" "Like patriarchal at the time." "Danqing, you are too naive. This kind of atmosphere will always exist in backward areas." "Has Mrs. Ai ever been to school?" "Mr. Ai taught her to read after marriage, and she loves to read romance novels." "Look, here is another story." "So we need to go out and walk around more often, meet people from different levels, and broaden our knowledge." But the aunt found that Danqing didn't seem to hear what she said. Xiao Dan's eyes fell on the door, and the pair of boys and girls were pushing open the glass door and coming in. Both of them are tall and slender, with intimate expressions. They are a couple at a glance. They both wear white. The men's trousers are straight, the women's skirts only reach the thighs, and the sneakers look really comfortable. Danqing smiled, "Tonight, the guests are like a cloud, busy with bad people." She went out to say hello. The boy asked in surprise, "Only coffee?" "And black tea." The girl said, "I'd like to have an ice cream." "We don't do anything else." "Oh, do you have iced lemon tea?" "I've done it for you." Danqing didn't want them to be disappointed. "thanks." The girl raised her head and smiled, her snow-white teeth and bright eyes were so bright. A few years older, you are an adult, and you have to get through this period of time. She said to her aunt: "A pair of Bi people." Juanzi replied, "It's too early to say." Danqing didn't take it seriously, adults always want to pick the bones out of the eggs. "And, we don't sell iced lemon tea." Dan Qing laughed along with her. Mr. Ai asked him to check out. Mrs. Ai said: "There are more people today." Danqing smiled, "No, seventy percent is full." "We'll come back another day," Mr. Ai said. "Good to go, don't send it off." Danqing opened the glass door for them and let the two elders go out. The girl asked, "Is there any cake?" Dan Qing shook his head: "I'm sorry." She laughed, "Your store is really weird." The boy asked, "Are you doing a summer job?" "It can be said like this." The girl pointed her nose: "My name is Gu Youyou," and pointed to her boyfriend, "He is Lin Jiankang, who lives opposite No. 130." Danqing hurriedly introduced himself and said, "Please come and sit if you have time." Gu Youyou was a little confused, "But, you can also make coffee at home." Danqing smiled: "You can come and chat." Lin Jiankang tilted his head, "Or enjoy music, this set of speakers is very important, just listen carefully." Danqing turned her head and saw a smile on Aunt Juanzi's face. When it was closed that night, Danqing muttered and took the trash can outside the door. Auntie said, "Come and have dinner with me." "How about going downtown for Vietnamese food?" "Also." "Auntie, seventeen is really the most difficult age." Danqing said with emotion. Juanzi couldn't help laughing, "Appreciate further details." "Alas," Danqing said, "neither up nor down, neither big nor small, it's hard to classify." "Let's go with the flow, come, let's eat spicy fried clams." Danqing cheered up again, took off his uniform, and put on jeans and a white shirt. Juanzi was driving a small Japanese RV, and when she turned a corner, she heard a horn.Danqing turned her head and saw that it was the young couple chasing up in a small red convertible sports car and waving to her. Xiao Dan smiled and asked, "Where did you find that antique car?" The aunt said melancholy: "When we were dating boys, we used to ride this kind of sports car. I didn't expect it to become an antique now." Dan Qing turned his head, "How old were you then?" "Seventeen." Her eyes looked forward, and there was a smile on her lips, Danqing knew that she remembered the old things. Danqing said: "The 1960s were the most representative. From the books, life seems to be very exciting: anti-war, marijuana, hipsters, Beatles, bell-bottom pants, school wars, and cohabitation." Juanzi couldn't help but laugh, "I didn't know you were interested in historical relics." "What was it like growing up in the sixties?" "You want to visit me too?" Dan Qing laughed. "Why don't you ask your father?" "They don't have time to talk to me." There was real sadness in the voice. It's not that I'm worried about Fu Xinshi's strength. Juanzi couldn't bear it, "Ask me, ask me." Danqing's mood recovered again, "Did you live a dissolute life at that time?" "Screw you!" "Hasn't the contraceptive pill been invented?" Juanzi gave the little girl a hard look. They parked the car and walked into the Vietnamese restaurant, Danqing was still chattering. Ordered a pot of fragrant slices and a large plate of fried clams, and the two aunts and nephews were about to eat lively. Danqing asked again: "What did you do at that time?" "Squat in a cave and drink blood." "Auntie, seriously." Juanzi took a sip of tea and recalled, "Watching New Wave movies, reading existential novels, tutoring children, and contributing to Chinese Student Weekly." Danqing was puzzled, "It doesn't sound very exciting." "Besides, we are all relatively stupid, and the current generation is only smart." "fool?" "For example, the belief that there is such a thing as true love." Danqing took a sip of tea, and couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard the words, almost choked to death, and coughed violently. Juanzi also laughed. Danqing covered her mouth and was silent for a long time, only to apologize frequently after recovering. "and after?" "And then, day after day, month after month, year after year, getting old." Danqing was puzzled, "But, there must have been something memorable." "Not worth the sun." Dan Qing said regretfully: "Mom is also like this. She refuses to reveal and sticks to the secret." "Xiao Dan, many things, let it go in the past, it's useless to talk more." "Is it because of bitterness?" "What dessert do you want?" Juanzi ended the conversation like this. "It's better to call Duoke Fried Rice." Dan Qing followed the good advice. When I got home that day, it was already half past nine. Dan Qing saw sitting in the living room smoking a cigarette in front of him, the TV was on, still making noise. She raised her head, "Accompany Aunt Juanzi?" Xiao Dan nodded. "You two have become close friends." "Mother, can you quit smoking? The government warns the public that smoking is harmful to health." Ge Xiaojia glanced at her daughter and saw her serious and worried expression. She couldn't help but wonder: "It seems that the government's propaganda is really effective. My colleague told me that her three-year-old child cried bitterly when she saw her pick up a cigarette." Xiao Dan had no choice but to say, "Two packs a day is too much." "It's probably the only thing I enjoy in life." Xiao Dan sat down beside her mother, "Mom, I want you to live to be ninety years old." Ge Xiaojia said in surprise: "What, stop joking, you serve me?" "I do." "Don't make random promises that cannot be fulfilled, think it through before you say it." "I will take care of you." Xiao Dan seemed sure. The mother smiled and patted the back of her hand, "Did you enjoy your summer job?" "The holidays are always over, mom, where do I go?" "Have you talked to your dad?" "He's busy every Saturday." "Or should you call him, Shall I be an ugly man for you?" Danqing quickly said: "I can do it myself." When they met, they would fight each other. "When will the ranking be released?" "More than a month." Ge Xiaojia lit another cigarette and stood up, "I'm tired, see you tomorrow." Danqing watched her mother go into the bedroom. When there were no outsiders, she did not hide her tiredness. Danqing believes that if there is a happy event, her mother will still be cheered up, radiant and charming, but years of dull and distressed daily life and trivial facts are dragging her down, making her look a bit decadent. Emotionally unsatisfactory... This is the main reason. However, the facts are there, and the chance of meeting a good companion and confidant again is extremely slim. Danqing really felt heartbroken. She followed into the room, "Mom—" and wanted to chat a few more words. Ge Xiaojia hurriedly put the glass of whiskey on the bedside table with ice into the drawer. She didn't want Xiao Dan to see her drinking. Xiaodan's eyes were sharp, and he had noticed it a long time ago, so he could only say "good night", then turned off the lights for his mother with a smile, closed the door, and exited. Ge Xiaojia saw that she was so sensible, and it was not without emotion. In the dark, she took out the cup and drank the wine. She had so many thoughts and hatreds. She didn't know which one to gnash her teeth. , sleep quietly. Xiao Dan returned to the room, turned on the small private TV, quietly ate peanuts and watched the midnight program, the volume was extremely low. It was a very shabby old film, both the protagonist and the supporting roles were gnashing their teeth in and out to accuse the injustice of the society, there was no smile on their faces, and they all beat their chests and lungs. As a result, on a thunderstorm night, all Many people died unexpectedly after a lot of crying and crying. Xiao Dan was very involved. This is the best psychological therapy. When you are tired from watching, you can turn off the TV with a snap, and fall asleep peacefully, feeling happy. Danqing remembers that when she was young, after the TV was turned off, there would be a small white dot left on the screen, staying there for a long time. The structure of the TV set is completely different now, and it is pitch black when it is turned off. It doesn't matter how the TV is, Danqing misses his parents back then. At that time, my mother's position was low and her job was relatively easy. After work, she often cooked herself. After eating, Danqing sat in the middle, and the couple watched TV together. That was really the heyday of their family. It's not healthy to miss the past in this way.