Chapter 4 Chapter Four

Gradually other companies heard the news and made the same request. Feng Jiyu told Changchun that if he was more serious, his income would not be worse than before. The company also forgives, let alone Feng Jiyu's situation. Now, she has more time to spend with the children. Since she retired from work at home, Yuyu sleeps and eats well. Only then did she realize that Yuyu doesn't like babysitters very much. Feng Nv said: "The most practical thing is to save a sum of money to buy an apartment in three years." With just a hand, she stood up again. Wearing the silver earrings from Changchun, she is in good spirits.

Chang Chun asked, "Where is that gentleman?" "Heh," Feng Jiyu said nonchalantly, "he sees that I'm going through a difficult time, he's very relieved, and he's not afraid to get close to me." Chang Chun was silent. "But the marriage has fallen through." Chang Chun just said vaguely: "Some people are really not suitable for marriage." Only then did Feng Jiyu say: "In retrospect, Zhang Jiajun treated me well." Of course Chang Chun knew about Zhang's tricks. "We lived in a hotel suite for two months." Feng Jiyu is good at this, he can say anything, "he orders flowers and champagne every day, and walks with me on the beach in the evening..." His voice gradually dropped.

Chang Chun said objectively: "Vancouver is really a beautiful city." This time even Changchun admired himself, such a person with a talent for speech could become a politician. After sitting in Feng Jiyu's apartment for a long time, Chang Chun found that many of the decorations came from her boutique, and some of the larger crystal ornaments had cracked corners, probably from Xiao Yuyu's fall, or a careless maid. Zhang Jiajun is a wonderful person, he moved things from his ex-wife's store to his second-wife's house, subconsciously making them a little bit involved.

He succeeded. Feng Jiyu asked: "Then Song Xiaoyu, is he a powerful character?" Chang Chun replied: "It needs to be understood." Feng Nu suddenly regarded Chang Chun as her elder sister, "I'll leave it to you." The first day of every month is the day when the two sisters, Changchun and Changxia, gather. This time, they made an appointment to meet at Zhu Zhiliang's office building. Chang Xia economically said: "It would be great if the apartment can be sold at this moment, and it will cost one-third more." Changchun is submissive. Chang Xia said: "I'm afraid that if it's just a little bit worse, the house price will fall again."

so close?Changchun is not afraid, Changchun has a lot of experience that she missed, she never knows what is smooth sailing, no matter what she does, she always has to work three times or four times more than others. Almost got a good job with pension and dormitory. Almost grew old together with Zhang Jiajun. Almost opened a branch. Almost bought the goods at the lowest price of the bunk. She's the Almost Lady, a stupid woman who doesn't know how to calculate. It's strange to say that God treats her kindly, and she doesn't lack anything in life, so Changchun is happy to be stupid and stay the same.

At that moment she said to her sister: "How much a person wears and eats is determined." "According to you, there is no need to drill camp." "Sharpening the scalp to drill, and the destined one, there is never more than 10 to 15% difference." Chang Xia smiled and said, "Sister, I didn't know you knew magic." At this time, Zhu Zhiliang pushed open the office door and came out, "You two have been waiting for a long time." Coincidentally, someone opened the door and came in. Everyone looked up and saw that the girl in white was Song Xiaoyu.

Song Xiaoyu was taken aback, "Lawyer Zhu, I'm sorry I didn't have an appointment." Everyone looked at each other, and the eight eyeballs were firmly aligned. After a while Zhu Zhiliang said: "Please sit down, I will ask someone to pour tea." Song Xiaoyu looked at the Chang sisters and misunderstood, "This one is Ms. Feng?" Chang Xia sneered, "This young lady is so cute, she thinks all women in the world have a relationship with Zhang Jiajun." Song Xiaoyu immediately kept silent, she didn't want to suffer the immediate loss, some women develop in the direction of sharp teeth once they are over 30, she feels that she can't handle it.

Chang Chun hurriedly calmed down, "This is my sister-in-law." Song Xiaoyu stood up, "I'll come back another day." It's not the right time every time. Lawyer Zhu stopped her, "Do you need something from me?" Song Xiaoyu looked at Chang Chun, "I want to ask Lawyer Zhu to invite Ms. Chang to sit down in the house." Chang Xia smiled, "It's better to meet each other than to meet each other. Now that everyone is free, it's better to set off together." Chang Chun was in a dilemma, "But I promised to take the children out to the Botanical Garden today."

Unexpectedly, Song Xiaoyu agreed, "I absolutely welcome children." Chang Xia immediately smiled ferociously. There are four children in total. Ankang, Baibai, Qiqi and Yuyu. There is a large travel bag for their daily necessities, rubber bands, mineral water, towels, biscuits, everything. Song Xiaoyu was not regretful, but surprised. The children all looked a little similar, and they sat in the back seat of the car in a mighty way, and set off to Song's residence. The driver of Song's family led the way, and the Xiangdao Road had a beautiful scenery. Along the way, Chang Xia muttered: "Zhang Jiajun has a way."

Changchun fully agrees. Chang Xia added: "Miss Song's white knit dress does make her more gentle. A woman like her usually dresses up for eating, drinking and having fun. Does she have a professional status?" "From what Lawyer Zhu said, she is an artist." "Very suitable, very good at doing." "It's here, people are coming to welcome you, don't talk too much." Song Xiaoyu hugged the youngest, Yuyu, with all her strength. The child stretched her feet, and there were two footprints on the milky white coat. And Yuyu is not light, she can't hold her, she has to put her down after taking two steps.

Song Xiaoyu lived alone in a small white bungalow. As soon as the three girls saw the big white and soft leather sofa, they cheered and ran over and jumped on it. Ankang persuaded: "Be quiet, be gentle." Song Xiaoyu smiled, and ordered the servants to set up refreshments in the back garden. The children flocked to the backyard to play again. In just one hour, some people overturned their drinks, some fell, some were bitten by ants, some were stabbed by rose thorns...I saw Chang Chun's hands and mouth kept moving, caring with his hands, comforting with his mouth, and the travel bag was like a magic box of treasures, with everything he wanted, ointments, wet towels, etc. were inexhaustible. Song Xiaoyu watched Changchun take care of the children silently, she was getting more and more tired just watching, I don't know how she has dealt with it all these years alone. There is only one other kind of person who is so busy, and that is the black market factory worker, working twelve hours a day, operating non-stop, or washing cars or cleaning or cooking the kitchen, people are like moths, swarming around endlessly. But Changchun had a very happy expression, as if he was used to it. She knew what Song Xiaoyu was thinking. So he said softly: "The children are already considered well-behaved." Song Xiaoyu asked in a low voice: "If you love someone very much, you will have children for him, right?" Changchun was surprised, "No, you have to love children very much to have children. I never give birth to children for others, I only give birth to children for myself." Only then did Song Xiaoyu realize that this obedient mother was actually a big woman. Chang Chun smiled and asked, "Is it just for tea today?" "Yes, I want to get to know you," she explained, "Knowing you is equivalent to getting to know Zhang Jiajun more." Chang Chun said very politely: "But we are us, you are you, I don't think you have the shadow of Zhang Jiajun." Song Xiaoyu looked at Changchun, and said sadly: "If you listen to your words, you will know that the relationship between you is over." Chang Chun smiled, "It's been a long time." Song Xiaoyu said: "I am forever grateful to him for making me happy." Chang Chun said, "But that is a price to pay." At this time, Chang Xia shouted over there: "The children are tired, it's time to leave." Changchun stood up and said goodbye. Put the kids in the back of the car one by one. Song Xiaoyu asked in bewilderment: "It's so dirty, with sweat and jam all over its head and face, how do you wash it?" Chang Chun intentionally joked with her, "Shoot with a fire hose." In fact, it was almost the same. The girls took off their clothes and stood in the bathtub, soaped and rinsed with the lotus spray, and then dried them one by one. Afterwards, the dirty clothes and towels had to be run twice in the washing machine before they could be properly disposed of. The children had fallen asleep on the return journey. Except for Ankang, who chewed gum and listened quietly to his mother talking with his aunt. "Song Xiaoyu doesn't seem like a real person." Chang Chun smiled, "Being different from us is not necessarily a dummy." "There are a lot of things she doesn't seem to understand." Chang Chun laughed again, "To be able to be with Zhang Jiajun, we are more or less like-minded, and we won't be too naive." "How did Lao Zhang know her?" "A ball, an encounter in a coffee shop, an encounter in the rain, deliberate pursuit, who cares about these." "Now I get to know Zhang Jiajun for you, will it have the same result?" Chang Xia thought the answer must be no, but unexpectedly Chang Chun said: "Don't you think everything is preordained?" Chang Xia finds out that her sister has become a fatalist. At that moment, the elder sister asked the younger sister, "Should you hang on to the baby?" So she yelled to leave first. Chang Xia admitted with a smile: "I am worried." Changchun sent the children back one by one. Back home, Kiki was cleaned by the maid, and Chang Chun lay on the sofa to read the evening paper. I don't know which wife said to her husband: "It's no problem to immigrate, you must use a servant over there." The idea is very clear, otherwise, I would rather not go. Putting down the evening paper, I saw a thick kraft paper envelope on the coffee table. The addressee was Ms. Chang Chun. She held it in her hand and asked the house assistant, "When did it arrive?" "noon." The envelope was affixed with a beautiful Japanese stamp. The mailing date was three weeks ago. Chang Chun felt strange, opened the envelope, and inside was a small tape and another letter. She quickly opened the letter. "Chang Chun, I've missed you and Kiki very much these days—" God, she hurriedly looked at the signatures, and sure enough, it was indeed a letter from Zhang Jiajun, it might have been sent by the wrong sea mail, so it didn't arrive until today. "...I don't know why, I have a feeling that we won't be able to meet again in the future," Xin wrote in English very fluently, "I came on a whim, so I have a few words with you, Jia Jun." He had a hunch. Changchun didn't have a tape recorder at hand, so it took her a while to go to Qiqi's room to get the tape recorder she used to listen to children's stories. Changchun is very calm. "Changchun, Kiki, hello, how should I put it, yes, I am now on the Queen Elizabeth ship, which is moored in Yokohama. I remember Changchun said that I hope that one day I can live on the Iraqi ship permanently and never Going ashore, Changchun, I'm afraid I'm not a standard husband, nor a qualified father. My willfulness and selfishness will definitely cause you uneasiness, but Changchun, you have always tolerated me with loyalty and generosity. Changchun, I have never mentioned to you that I have another daughter , four years younger than Qiqi, I beg you to take care of her. Her mother is innocent and lovely, but she is unrealistic. I am afraid she will suffer. I will give my only inheritance to their sisters to share equally. Before they reach adulthood, you will be their guardian .” Having said that, he paused. "I love each of you," sighed, "I should have done better, but I didn't, I don't have enough time and love, please forgive me. This is Zhang Jiajun, at seven o'clock in the evening on a certain day of a certain year thirty marks." The tape ends here. "Who is that?" It turned out that Ankang had been standing behind his mother. "Isn't that the voice of Qiqi's father Zhang Jiajun?" he asked. Chang Chun held his son in his arms, "Yes, that's him." "So the tape was his last words?" Chang Chun replied, "It's absolutely correct." "So he hasn't forgotten Qiqi and Yuyu." "Yes, he didn't." "That's great." Chang Chun replied: "Yes, it will help Kiki's self-confidence in the future." "What should we do now?" Ankang asked. "We will talk to lawyer Zhu Zhiliang first. If she refuses to accept the case, we will find another lawyer." Attorney Zhu arrived immediately. She listened to the tape several times and murmured, "This guy has a sixth inspiration." "Can this tape be used as evidence in court?" Zhu Zhiliang raised his head, "I will arrange a private reconciliation for you." Chang Chun shook his head, "You heard what Zhang Jiajun said, he specified that the property will be divided between the two daughters." "Three copies." Changchun still shook his head. "Five copies," Lawyer Zhu said, "five women, one copy for each." "Two copies, one for Zhang Qi and one for Zhang Yu." "Song Xiaoyu won't be reconciled." "I don't care about her mood." "Changchun, be more realistic." "It's the judge, will you be for his weak girl or his lover?" "Ms. Chang, the waiting time for this kind of case to go to court is often more than three years." "It doesn't matter, the children are still young, and I'm still idle when I'm idle." Zhu Zhiliang scolded angrily: "The ignorant women and children dragged on for such a period of time, and the inheritance was not enough to pay the lawyer's fees. In the end, Zhu Zhiliang and Liu Guanzhang were taken advantage of in vain." This is true. Chang Chun backed down, "What do you think?" "I'll discuss with Song Xiaoyu myself." Changchun could only sigh. "Song Xiaoyu is also a reasonable adult, let's talk slowly." "Is she a grown-up, are there grown-ups in the ivory tower?" The owner of the ivory tower holds a painting exhibition in a private club. Changchun knows exactly what kind of painting she is painting, it must be abstract, the colors are divided into cream, gray brown, purple blue, milky white... and there must be many admirers who ordered early in the morning, and those are naturally her father, brother and uncle. The elders won't waste their money, and those paintings are perfect for decorating the apartment. That afternoon, as soon as Chang Chun and Zhu Zhiliang arrived at the venue, Zhu Nu said, "There is a young man over there winking at you." Lawyers talk, sometimes really ugly. Chang Chun raised his eyes and saw Lin Haiqing watching her with a slight smile. Somehow, she was a little happy. Walked all the way to Haiqing. Hai Qing was also in a good mood, and immediately said: "You are wearing a silver collar designed by me." Chang Chun replied: "For the 60% profit, I have to make a signboard for you." "How's the effect?" "Just trying to urge you to deliver." Lin Haiqing smiled. All these feelings and scenes fell into Zhu Zhiliang's eyes one by one. In the eyes of irrelevant people, it is a pair of men and women flirting with each other. Chang Chun was also surprised. She has never been a frivolous woman, somehow, when she saw this young man today, she couldn't help but want to say a few witty words. She wanted to suppress her humor abruptly, coughed, and walked to another corner. There are only 20 or 30 paintings in the exhibition, and most of them have been admired by others, with a small red label attached to them, which means they have been bought by someone. The content and quality of the paintings are lacklustre. The hostess in the painting is really good material, with a melancholy and elegant expression, and beautiful portrait photos can be taken from any angle, and in newspapers and magazines, a good photo is worth three thousand words. Zhu Zhiliang and Chang Chun went to greet the hostess. Song Xiaoyu shook hands with her and thanked her, "The flower basket is so beautiful." Changchun never sent a flower basket, so it must be Zhu Zhiliang's own initiative. Song Xiaoyu said with a smile, "However, we won't talk about serious business today." Chang Chun was taken aback, then smiled, "Then, let's talk about this art exhibition." Zhu Zhiliang quickly pushed Chang Chun with his elbow. Song Xiaoyu finally couldn't bear it and said: "You and Ms. Feng have already found friends of the opposite sex. How wonderful, it's not a waste of time." It seems that Zhang Jiajun is not worth it. Chang Chun didn't explain her relationship with Lin Haiqing, it was purely her own business, she just said: "It's been three years since the divorce, if possible, I have to plan for myself." Song Xiaoyu heard these five words for the first time: think for yourself, she never has to do this, her parents have made all the arrangements for her life before she was born, for others, thinking for herself is a kind of wisdom, To her, it was an extremely selfish act. Before Song Xiaoyu could react, Chang Chun had already said: "Children don't know how to make a living, adults have to think about them." Zhu Zhiliang quickly said, "Isn't that writer Hong Ni over there? Come on, come on, let me introduce you." As he spoke, he tore Chang Chun apart. Zhu Zhiliang kept pulling her out of the venue. Always complaining: "Ms. Chang, I didn't know that you were in a bad mood today and wanted to come out to fight." Chang Chun replied, "Today I did sleep with my neck crooked." "Be patient for a moment, take a step back and think, the sky is vast." Lawyer Zhu advised. "I really don't understand why Song Xiaoyu is holding on to that will." Lawyer Zhu's voice suddenly softened, "Perhaps in her life, what she lacks the most is a little tenderness. It is indeed a memorable debt for a person to hand over all his property to her before he dies. Naturally, she is not willing to relax." "Then she doesn't understand Zhang Jiajun." "Yes, maybe she doesn't, but that's not a problem. He loved her at that time, and he didn't have time to change his heart. In her mind, it was eternity." Chang Chun looked at Attorney Zhu, "Hey, you really know your clients." Zhu Nv replied: "Wrong, she is not my client, Liu Guanzhang is her representative lawyer." "So, who are you working hard for and whom?" Zhu Nu looked at Chang Chun. Chang Chun sighed, asked and answered: "Zhang Jiajun." Zhu Nu immediately asked, "What about that young man with smiling eyes?" Good question. In the city, there are at least 150,000 young men with facial features who live in spring forever. Their eyes wander around. Women between the ages of eighteen and forty-eight are all within their field of vision. The purpose is to have fun, not necessarily to take advantage of it.However, do not make them pay too dearly, and do not go any further with any plans, or they will disappear immediately. Lin Haiqing must be one of them. How could Chang Chun expect anything from such a person. They compare themselves to cunning foxes, and all women are hunters who want to catch them, so they are proud of it, dodging left and right with great ambition... Chang Chun laughed, "I'm already past the stage of playing games." "How do you know people love to play?" "Just look at those eyes." Zhu Nv had to admit that what Chang Chun said was true. "Even if you want to relax, there are other people, other places." "Yes, don't grow the ambition of such a person." Chang Chun smiled, it can be seen that Zhu Nu cares about her. "I'll take care of myself." Zhu Nu nodded, "This is what makes me most at ease." Chang Chun said: "If you suffer a loss early, you will learn to be good early." This is real. In the middle of the night, Chang Chun still had a headache over a bad debt. All of a sudden, Qiqi started to cry. It is not uncommon for all adults and children to feel sad at night. Chang Chun just wanted to put down his pen to watch, when the figure flickered, Ankang was already standing at the door with his sister in his arms. Qiqi was very young and immature at that moment, crying in her brother's arms. Ankang patted her and said, "It's all right." Changchun took Qiqi and said softly, "Why are you crying for no reason? Is it a nightmare? What is it so terrifying to dream about? Is it because you saw your mother let go when you were more than ten years old?" Ankang shook his head, "Mom keeps saying things like that." After a while, the two children fell asleep again, leaving Chang Chun alone to deal with the ledger. She was too tired to operate and think. It was a day. Chang Chun threw a pen and fell on the bed. What were the other two ladies doing? You probably don't have to worry about them, you can't take care of yourself, so you don't have the right to worry about others. The wedding between An Fuquan and Ms. Dong was held as scheduled. Changchun took over the delivery, but refused to step into the reception. Ankang begged: "Please ask my sister to accompany me to eat a piece of cake." It seemed that this kid was also a little stage frightened. He was already ten years old and knew that it would be embarrassing to attend his father's wedding. So I hope my sister will be brave for him. Changchun said to him kindly: "If you don't want to attend, I don't blame you, but my sister can't accompany you this time. This involves a mother's principle of life, so I'm sorry." , it is too miserable and sad." Ankang in a suit had to walk into the reception alone. Changchun and Qiqi are having afternoon tea at a nearby coffee shop. We agreed to wait for Ankang to return to the team at the coffee shop in 45 minutes. Unexpectedly, today's bridegroom appeared with Ankang. Chang Chun was stunned, "Hey, how can you walk away, don't dare to be or not to be." "I'll take Ankang out and have a cup of coffee along the way." An Fuquan sat down and was silent with Chang Chun. I have nothing to say, otherwise why bother to divorce. I wanted to speak up several times, but it was a pity that I was not polite, nor was I happy to see sincerity, so I had to keep silent. Chang Chun thought, no wonder Byron wrote a poem saying: If I meet you again after many years, how should I greet you?With silence and tears. Chang Chun was almost bored to tears. Then I called the waiter to pay the bill, and a girl in a dress came slowly over there. It must be the bride. Or is it the old lady?Hahahahaha. Sure enough, An Fuquan introduced: "Clumsy Jing." Chang Chun looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, not daring to be careless, not to mention raising his head to look around indiscriminately, so as not to cause trouble, but he murmured in his heart, all the bride and groom ran out, wouldn't the wedding be ingenious? The bride was wearing an ivory white dress, well dressed, she should be glamorous, but her face was a little tired, she picked up An Fuquan's leftover half cup of coffee, drank it all, and was about to say something when Chang Chun's eyes were sharp and her mouth was quick. Blocked, settled the bill, and immediately dragged the two children to leave. A family of three left the bride and groom on their way home. In the car, Kiki asked her brother, "Is it fun?" "Naturally, the cake is three stories high, but it's a pity you can't come." Kiki was cunning, "Only the bottom layer is edible." "And champagne, you can't drink it either." Knowing that she missed a lot of fun, Qiqi was annoyed and retaliated angrily: "Your father doesn't love you anymore, your father married another woman." When Chang Chun heard this, he quickly shouted: "Qiqi, apologize to brother!" It was too late, on this special day, Xiao Ankang was in a strange mood, Chang Chun turned his head and found that his son was already in tears. She quickly parked the car in a car shelter, hugged Ankang in her arms in the back seat, and said calmly and firmly, "You can rely on your mother. Mom will always be here to take care of you until the day you die." Ankang calmed down, leaned his head on his mother's shoulder, and wiped away his tears. Changchun said to Qiqi: "I apologize to my brother." Of course Qiqi knew what an apology meant, and she quickly said, "Even if your father doesn't love you, there is still me and my mother." This kind of apology is miserable. All mothers can say is, "Even a naughty sister is better than nothing." The mother and child hugged tightly in the back seat. Someone knocked on the car window, it was the traffic policeman, "Ma'am, are you all right?" "I was a little dizzy, but I'm fine now." "Then please move the car out of the bay." Chang Chun drove the car home slowly. Ankang's anxiety and fear are understandable. In the beginning, he had his own parents, father, mother, and him, living together, happily and without distractions.Later, the parents broke up, which was not too bad. They separated, but they loved him very much. After a few years, his mother remarried first, and Ankang moved back to his father's apartment for a while. At first, he didn't know why, but later he realized that it was convenient for his mother. Honeymoon. Later, the younger sister was born, and he liked the little fluffy head very much. His mother begged him to love her, protect her, and even if something happened, he would forgive her seventy times seven times. But he was deeply lonely. He felt that he had grown up and that his childhood had left him. His mother said in surprise, "But you are a big boy now, and you have to take care of women and children." Today, my father is also married. At the reception, Aunt Dong had a nanny to take care of her in vain, but he didn't. He was just an idle tourist. They will never hurt him again.