Chapter 9 Chapter nine

All the women related to Zhang Jiajun were finally in the same room. Song Xiaoyu said to them: "The car is waiting for me downstairs, and the plane will leave in 40 minutes." "Going out?" Changchun was surprised. "Going to Bali, the last vacation was interrupted by an unfortunate accident, I hope this time will help you calm down." Changchun said: "I wish you a pleasant harvest." Feng Jiyu shook hands with her. Song Xiaoyu waved his hand and hurried away. The two sisters, Zhang Qi and Zhang Yu, were whispering childish things to each other. If adults get along well with adults, children can naturally be friends with children.

Feng Jiyu is much plumper. She complained to Changchun: "The doctor always said that the total weight should not increase by more than ten kilograms. Just kidding, I have gained twenty kilograms now." Chang Chun's slick social tone is back: "A good appetite is something to be envied." "Maybe I will never lose weight again," Feng Jiyu smiled wryly. "Don't be afraid," Changchun sighed, "Have you ever seen a fat cow, only a fat pig. Once the child is raised, he has to go to work and take care of the housework, and he will return to his original shape in no time. His muscles must be stronger than before."

Feng Jiyu also laughed. "Hey, does mother have a harvest period?" "Bringing children is the fastest way to gain. The baby will smile at you after three or four months, and call you mother after one year." "Is this called harvest?" "Otherwise, what about? You still expect him to lie on the ice and beg carp, and to entertain relatives in colorful clothes?" Feng Jiyu felt that Chang Chun's words were resounding. At the moment she said: "I still have to go to the doctor for an examination." "You go first." "I'm negotiating with several big companies, and the annual salary is good enough to support a family of three."

Chang Chun smiled slightly, "No one doubted that you are not a capable woman." "Thank you Spilling." Feng Jiyu took Yuyu away. Zhu Zhiliang said to Changchun: "I am very happy that things have such an ideal ending." "Thanks to your mediation." "I never did anything." Chang Chun said: "People who are really willing to help people usually say this." "Have you also listened to Zhang Jiajun's tapes?" Chang Chun sighed, "His enthusiasm has turned into impulsiveness, so there is no sincerity." "Come on, I'll take you mother and daughter home."

Qiqi asked her mother, "When will I give him my brother's share?" Zhu Zhiliang was very moved, "Look at how much sisters love brothers, it won't work if they are transferred." Really, Hu Ping is so considerate to Haiqing, and he doesn't mind that they have half-parents. Changchun was very silent on the road. "Why don't you talk?" Zhu Zhiliang asked. "Because you have something to hide from me." Changchun hit the snake with the stick. Zhu Zhiliang was taken aback, "Why do you say that? You know the ins and outs of the whole thing most clearly."

"There are still a few details that slipped through." Lawyer Zhu said, "I promise you already know everything." Chang Chun nodded, "Actually, like everyone else, I am not qualified to know everything." "I don't mind if you know the truth, what did I leave out?" Chang Chun raised his head, "You forgot to tell me that you are the heir to Zhang Jiajun's property." Zhu Nu immediately fell silent. Changchun knew she was right. "Thank you, Miss Zhu." "no need thank me?" "Thank you for giving the money to Qiqi and Yuyu."

Zhu Zhiliang couldn't help asking: "Chang Chun, how did you guess it?" "Oh, there are many clues." "Tell me, big detective." "For example, why did it take a month for the tape to reach me after it was mailed?" Zhu Nu smiled, "You saw through." Chang Chun said: "Fortunately, you didn't commit the crime, otherwise someone would have detected it all at once. The recorded will was already in your hands. You kindly comforted us, sent it to Yokohama, and asked someone to send it back again, but this?" Zhu Nu just smiled and said nothing.

Chang Chun saw that her ears were burned transparently. "Zhang Jiajun is really funny," Chang Chun said, "How many wills does he have, and which one is the most legal?" Zhu Nu didn't make a sound, as if she was trying to figure out how to speak, and after a while she said, "Zhang Jiajun proposed to me twice." Chang Chun couldn't help mocking her: "I thought you two were like brothers and sisters." Zhu Zhiliang said: "If you want to hear the story, don't add notes in a hurry." Chang Chun said nothing. "Once when I was nineteen years old, before he knew you, he asked me not to leave the city and give up studying abroad."

But Zhu Zhiliang was young and aggressive, full of longing for the future, and only wanted to stand out, so he would not have to consider such a hasty marriage proposal. The young girl Zhu Zhiliang shrunk her nose, looked funny, patted her brother on the shoulder, and said mischievously: "Ten years later, Jia Jun, we will discuss this issue in ten years." Chang Chun said in surprise, "But you said you loved him." Zhu Zhiliang smiled wryly and replied: "Love is far from enough." "Later, because of guilt, you loved him more?" "I've always respected him."

Chang Chun calculated the date, and she only met Zhang Jiajun in the second year when Zhu Zhiliang went to study in London. Because he was disappointed in the young and unruly Zhu Zhiliang, he chose the mature Changchun, which is an extreme opposite. The second time people choose a partner, it is either exactly the same as the first one, or it is completely different. Zhu Zhiliang said softly: "Qiqi is almost my child, do you understand that feeling?" Chang Chun laughed at herself: "I don't have such an infatuated boyfriend, I am not blessed to enjoy that feeling."

Zhu Zhiliang lowered his head, "I have to continue my studies. The tension of studying law is similar to the eight years of the Anti-Japanese War. If you can't graduate, your future will be over." Zhu Zhiliang's requirements are high, Chang Chun laughed, like her, what education do you have?Not also struggled to survive, and survived well. "Finally graduated. I rented a robe and went on stage to receive my diploma. I was excited for 15 minutes. I summed up the ten years of hard work, and I had to rush back to find a job. At that time, Zhang Jiajun had separated from you, and he proposed to me again." That time, Zhu Zhiliang's tone was different. She sighed and spread her hands, "Jia Jun, I haven't succeeded in my career. Let me win a few lawsuits before we talk about marriage, okay?" She is already quite sensible, knowing that it is the highest respect for a man to propose to a woman. She used to think that at least ten or twenty people of the opposite sex would propose to her in her lifetime, but during the seven years in college, she was surrounded by ambitious young people who could discuss anything, but it was definitely not an early marriage. Zhang Jiajun was angry and sad, he said: "I seem to have been waiting for you all my life." Zhu Zhiliang smiled and replied: "You are not idle." This is a fact. Zhang Jiajun left disappointed and met Feng Jiyu. Zhu Zhiliang said: "From that time on, I became lonely and regretted." She wanted to talk about marriage with Zhang Jiajun again, but it was too late, he had sublimated this relationship, and he really treated her as a bosom friend. At the same time, Zhu Zhiliang found that although the academic qualifications she spent the best time of her life studying back were not so numerous in the city, they were still a lot. Zhang Jiajun was quite depressed when he separated from Feng Jiyu. "I'm not a good husband." Zhu Zhiliang plucked up his courage and hinted: "Do you want to make a third attempt?" "Never." "never say never." He shook his head desperately, "From now on, I will only look for confidante." "I am your confidant." Still try to make an effort. "But, Miss Zhu." He teased her, "You are already an old woman, and you are no longer a beauty." It's over. Things are difficult in ancient times, he waited for her for fifteen years, and when the time came, he changed his mind. Changchun sighed. Looking back, Qiqi had fallen asleep in the back seat of the car. "It's great to be a child." Zhu Zhiliang said sincerely. "You went through childhood too." "I don't remember anything. I'm not a child of an elf. I don't even remember when I learned to go to the bathroom." Chang Chun was taken aback, she didn't remember this incident either, which shows how confused she is, she has no memory of the best period of her life. "Ashamed of Zhang Jiajun, I tried my best to take care of his descendants." Chang Chun said: "There are so many opposite sexes, I believe he loves you the most." "He only has me as an old friend, and he always asks me: Zhu Nv Zhu Nv, if I have any problems, please take care of my flesh and blood, Changchun is fine, Feng Jiyu will definitely make mistakes-Chinese people have a reason, this kind of talk is too much , will be fulfilled immediately." Zhu Nu looked out the window with both eyes, her voice gradually lowered. All the details of the story finally come together. Chang Chun asked: "You don't plan to miss him forever, do you?" Zhu Nu sighed, "Everything is done in moderation." "Look up and look around, a talent like you must be admired by the opposite sex." "Admiration is one thing, marriage is another." It turned out that only Zhang Jiajun had proposed to her twice in his life. At that moment, time seemed to turn back suddenly. Zhu Zhiliang seemed to see himself curled up in the old sofa as a teenager, Zhang Jiajun, a young man in school uniform, poked his head over, and attracted her attention with a sound of "feeding". "Zhu Nu, marry me, let's get married." "Okay," Zhu Zhiliang put down the novel, "go right away." If time can be turned back, she must marry him. Even if it only lasts for a year and a half, it can be regarded as repaying the other party's kindness. Tears welled up in her eyelashes. When we got home, Chang Chun asked, "Would you like to come up for a cup of iced tea?" "I'm so tired, I want to go home and sleep until 2001." Changchun said enviously: "At least you have the freedom to sleep. To put it harshly, even if you can't sleep for a while, it can be regarded as a great relief. It's not like us. As a mother, I'm not greedy for life and afraid of death. If children suffer, they will die with peace." "If you have regrets in words, you will be happy in your heart." "I'm just presenting the facts, speaking from the bottom of my heart, not joking." Zhu Nu asked, "How long has it been since you didn't sleep well?" "ten years." Maybe it can explain why parents are so angry when their children are disobedient. But Zhu Nu said, "But I envy you. No one in the world needs me like that." "Lawyer Zhu, everyone has his own path, and everyone has his own destiny." Kiki was carried upstairs by her mother. Ever since I started to hold a newborn as small as 2.75 kg, it was like practicing weightlifting. Day after day, month after month, I was forced to practice hard every day. Chang Chun's muscles gradually became stronger. Qiqi now weighs more than 20 kg. But my mother didn't feel any difficulty in picking it up. All because of one's own life. Ankang came to open the door, took his younger sister, and muttered: "It's so pitiful after a deep sleep. It looks like a pig. She doesn't know if I sell it, but when I wake up, I will be awkward." This is true for the favorite children of the world. Ankang said, "Dad looked for you." "What is it?" "He said thank you." "Yes, what can I thank you for?" "He said he had a lot to thank you for." Chang Chun raised his head, if, ten years ago, An Fuquan knew how to say thank you, maybe the two of them could stick together and save a lot of trouble in the future. But he was stingy with this thank you. Everything is as it should be. Chang Chun keeps his hands on the inside and the outside. He works hard at several jobs. To him, it's all a yawn, "Ah, isn't it, why do you complain so much?" ?" For a year or two, Chang Chun thought that she was the one who was wrong, she had extremely low self-esteem, she had a bad temper, she was not capable enough to do things, she was prone to complaints, until she separated from him, and gradually realized that she was a normal woman, difficult to get along with Just this man who never said thank you. She taught Ankang to be grateful for everything, and no one understood why Changchun was so nervous about these details. At that moment, Changchun casually said: "I am only doing my duty, and I have no credit for it." Ankang said: "He said that some women rely on servants for everything." He winked at his mother. Of course Changchun knew who An's father and son were referring to. Chang Chun replied indifferently: "Not everyone is interested in housework, and men should also help out. You, young master, I told you to make the bed, and don't throw dirty clothes anywhere." Ankang said: "Father said that when the servants are on vacation, they don't even have a clean cup." Chang Chun had heard enough, and turned his face sternly, "Have you done your homework?" Ankang screamed: "Do homework, homework, homework all day long, is there anything else in the world except homework?" "Yes, isn't there Nintendo?" His mother teased him. Ankang knew that no one could match his mother's tongue. She was so powerful that she often hit people with her words. The phone rings. The opponent is An Fuquan. He said to his ex-wife: "I didn't know until today that even if there is a washing machine, clothes don't automatically jump in to wash, then jump out to dry, and then fold and jump into the drawer." Ten years, it took him ten years to understand such a simple principle. Chang Chun asked: "Don't you have an excellent hourly maid?" "Finished after marriage." "You made an unforgivable mistake." "Dong doesn't like her, she still calls you Mrs. An." Chang Chun persuaded: "It's not about worrying about the details of life." An Fuquan replied: "But I found that the most tormenting, what made people hysterical, were these details." "It can be overcome." "Now every weekend, we use paper cups and paper plates." "good idea!" "It turns out that men and women are really equal." An Fuquan was depressed. "Enjoy an equal life." Changchun didn't sympathize with him. Chang Chun remembers that when he lived with him, he would always doze off to evade his responsibilities. On weekends, his wife would take care of the children while taking care of the housework. Changchun spent the whole Sunday in such loneliness until she realized that she didn't need this person at all. Everything is a thing of the past. Thankfully, there are no redundant people or redundant things in her life at the moment. Neither Ankang nor Qiqi would intentionally cause trouble for her, and Chalai reached out to Fanlai to say that those people had already lived elsewhere.Changchun admires Ms. Dong - don't you do it?I don't do it either, and I let the dirty clothes and cups and saucers spread out all day long. Chang Chunsheng is a hard worker, she can't do it, she should serve others by nature. An Fuquan finally hit the top spot. Chang Chun sighed, it can be seen that the wicked have their own grind. The next day, Chang Chun went back to work in Chu Chu Xin's store and found that the newly hired clerk was a boy. Lin Haiqing often has fresh ideas. Hai Qing said, "I have something to discuss with you." Chang Chun smiled: "Borrowing food, don't open your mouth." "It's worse than this, I want a vacation." Chang Chun's face darkened; "Lin Haiqing, don't playfully smile with me." "I'm sorry, I'm being serious, I want to take three days off." "Abstaining from work after only three months?" Hai Qing was silent. "Is there something urgent about Sesame Mung Bean? You guys seem to have been trained by the same master. You are so bored that you find a job to fill in the gap." Chang Chun suddenly lost his temper, "Whenever there is trivial matter, immediately take a vacation, no sense of responsibility at all. No." Hai Qing quietly waited for her to finish, and then said: "I want to go to Bali." When Chang Chun heard it, she felt that the fire was cooking oil, and she was about to pat the table with one hand, when suddenly she had a flash of inspiration, and she calmed down. Heh Bali, Changchun suddenly remembered that there was a person on that Bali island for vacation. Her temper gradually calmed down. For young people, what is more important than rushing to meet that person. Changchun had heard of someone who took a road car for eight hours at minus 30 degrees Celsius just to see Yiren. She looked at Lin Haiqing, and Lin Haiqing also looked at her, and finally she said, "Go back quickly." Hai Qing smiled, "One day, if you suddenly want to go to a certain place, I will approve it." Changchun replied: "There won't be such a day. I am on standby around the clock. I will love others, but no one will love me. I don't know when to mend the sky." "Too pessimistic." "What are you waiting for, why don't you pack your luggage?" As soon as the words were spoken, he felt stupid. Why would he use such luggage. Hai Qing gave a few words of advice to the new buddy before bidding farewell to Chang Chun. It's useless to keep him. By the way, as the old saying goes, those who can keep him can't keep his heart. Chang Chun wished him good luck and hoped that he would get what he wanted and what he wanted to do. After Lin Haiqing left, Changchun realized that it was very inconvenient without him in the store. Over the years, she has often dared not rely on anyone because relying on others is an extremely dangerous thing. She even dared not hand over the housework to the servants, for fear that they would put on airs one day. Doing it yourself is the safest way to go. Lin Haiqing had his own way. He used a fax machine to report to Changchun whereabouts. "I'm here, but I have no intention of admiring the bright scenery." "Looking for her everywhere! Hotels, resorts, nowhere to be found." "I really know how to find something to do, why didn't I ask where Fang Xing went at that time." "Looking for fun, walking in the hot rainforest, hoping to see that fair and beautiful face." "I began to understand why Gauguin stayed in Tahiti and never came back." Chang Chun smiled. Lin Haiqing's story has also come to an end. He has gradually made peace with his mother, and he will finally find Song Xiaoyu. They will not have a happy ending. Changchun heaved a sigh of relief. In the future, everyone can live in peace and stability as usual. However, Changchun has a sixth sense, she always feels that there is still an unresolved matter outside, what is it?She doesn't know yet. But there seemed to be a force in the dark, telling her to be alert and ready to deal with this matter. Feng Jiyu decided to get married. She asked Chang Chun for advice. Chang Chun said: "I won't persuade others to do things that I don't know how to do myself. The simpler the ceremony, the better. Wear a looser and more expensive regular dress." "What color?" Feng Jiyu seemed to be in a very good mood. "Color doesn't matter." "Deeper or shallower?" "Pearl Ash, Pearl Ash is inconspicuous." "Why did you choose such a heavy pigment?" asked knowingly. Changchun replied very bluntly: "Because white is no longer suitable for you and me." Feng Jiyu was silent for a while before saying, "So that's how it is." Chang Chun added: "That's just my humble opinion." Feng Jiyu sneered, "No, I am the one who is stupid." Chang Chun was a little embarrassed at this time, "What color did you want to choose?" "Pale blue, or light yolk." "That's not too much, but people's attention will be on your belly." Feng Jiyu replied: "I know your kindness." But she is the kind of warrior who doesn't care what people say, in fact, Changchun is not afraid of people's words, but why provide topics and jokes for others. "Pearl gray still looks good." Chang Chun said again. "One more thing." "Ask me to accompany you to choose a dress style?" "No, Yuyu is my bridesmaid, I mean, wouldn't it be better for Qiqi to come too." When Chang Chun heard it, the three souls did not see the seven souls. It was a pity that a new-style woman like Feng Jiyu thought she was giving Chang Chun enough face. Changchun couldn't let her have any misunderstandings, "No, no, no," she stammered, "Qiqi can't be involved, I don't want her, I can't, I—" She was depressed, "It's too complicated." Almost shed tears. "How complicated is a wedding?" Feng Jiyu said: "It's the same as a funeral, and it's no different from cutting the ribbon for a new store. Changchun, how long will you carry this burden?" Chang Chun said nothing. They usually call her Shi Biling when they have casual conversations, and change her name to Changchun when they have something serious to discuss. It's really strange that everyone from her father to Feng Jiyu have this habit by coincidence. Changchun replied: "I guess I have a lot to learn from you, but at this moment, Qiqi can't be the bridesmaid." "It's okay to be a guest." Chang Chun swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "Little girls love weddings." It is true that Changchun was also brought by his father to a wedding many, many years ago.In the hotel lobby, there is a snow-white three-story cake, champagne, and the bride is wearing a white gauze, like a doll. Chang Chun said to his father, "The bride is so beautiful." Father replied: "Yi Ping dresses up better." She is his colleague. The wedding is vivid. "Let Kiki come." "I'll ask her for advice." "You have always treated children with great respect." Chang Chun smiled bitterly, "I didn't ask them if they want to come to this world." "Spiriting, you, a small businessman, talk like a philosopher." For this, Changchun contradicted the whole first half of his life. Kiki is willing to attend the wedding. "Mom, let me go, I've never been to a wedding." Changchun sighed. "Can I wear pretty clothes? Something pink with a big bow on the back of the yarn." "I'll choose a suitable dress for you." "Pink, huh?" Kiki bargained. Ankang said from the side: "Mom doesn't like pink the most." But at that moment, Changchun suddenly felt that life was more painful and less joyful, and tears welled up in her eyes, "Okay," she and Qiqi finalized, "pink." For the sake of the child, she fought back her tears. In the afternoon, the clever Ankang asked softly, "Mom, are you really not happy these days?" "No," Changchun denied, "I'm not unhappy." "You don't look happy either." Chang Chun said: "In the future, you will understand that adults have a lot of thoughts and worries, and it is difficult to be as happy as young children." Ankang smiled, "Yes, I will definitely understand in the future." "Or don't know better and be the happiest adult you can be." Changchun goes all over the children's clothing department to choose a pink dress for Kiki to attend the wedding reception. The city really has everything you want. Changchun once heard an old man describe it vividly and narrowly: as long as there is copper cash, a bearded woman can buy it. Changchun naturally also bought the skirt that Qiqi wanted. The very light and very light shell is bright pink, and if you don't pay attention, you think it is ivory. It is long to the heels, with a Peter Pan round neck, lantern sleeves, organza satin trim, and five figures. Chang Chun gritted his teeth and bought it, along with shoes and socks. She herself was born in a hard life, and she hadn't worn this beautiful dress until she was eighteen or nineteen years old, but the mother endured hardship because she wanted her children to live a better life. The clothes box was exaggerated enough, Kiki held it, her big eyes were full of gratitude. For her, everything is worth it. Even Ankang said: "It's really worth it, so happy... Girls have a limited time of happiness, and there is no one who doesn't suffer, so we should try our best to treat them well." Changchun smiled and praised Da'er: "With a sensible brother like you, Qiqi will not have to suffer in the future." Ankang responded: "She still has such a capable mother." Three days passed quickly, and Lin Haiqing did not come back. Changchun has been hearing about him. He found Song Xiaoyu in a well-known local overseas Chinese villa, and decided to stay for a few more days. The uneasiness caused by the sixth sense is still lingering in a certain part of the body. It's not because Lin Haiqing didn't return for a long time. Not because of Feng Jiyu's wedding.