Three or Two Things about Rebirth

Thinking of this, Qiu Luming couldn't help but take another look at Fei Yuanhang's arm, "Does your arm hurt?"

"I feel much better today." Fei Yuanhang walked to the recorder, turned down the volume, and sat on the chair by the window. He was wearing a white shirt, his left arm was empty, and only two buttons of the shirt were buttoned.

Zhang Weijing was filled with shame. "I understand your family didn't want to see me yesterday. If it was me who had the broken bones, my mother would have definitely smashed the man's head. ... Your mother is very rational."

Qiu Luming chuckled. The same words, when spoken by Beijingers, always have different effects.

Zhang Weijing continued, "Sun Ning said that if you hadn't held me up, I would have fallen headfirst!" He took out a bundle of 100-yuan bills from his boss's bag that contained his mobile phone and put them on the coffee table. "I really don't know how to express my gratitude. These are just a small token of my appreciation. This is my business card. If you need anything in Beijing in the future, just let me know."

"Take it back. I don't want it." Fei Yuanhang looked at Zhang Weijing, "I'm just glad that it wasn't Lu Ming who helped you up the stairs."

Zhang Weijing was suddenly speechless and his face turned red.

Qiu Luming joked, "It turns out that sending a drunk upstairs is also a highly dangerous thing."

Zhang Weijing glared at Qiu Luming, "Moshi and I are not usually like this. We were drinking with our childhood friends, so we didn't care."

"Those are my third brother's childhood friends, not yours." Qiu Luming sighed, and then said, "You all came to support my second brother's wedding, I thank you on behalf of my second brother. Alas, this is the custom in Jiayang. If you don't get drunk, they will think that they have not entertained you well and that you didn't drink enough. This is a bad habit, but there is no way. No matter who you are, you have to drink when you return to your hometown."

"I've been very comfortable these past ten days. Although I feel uncomfortable after drinking too much, I'm still very happy."

"How frustrated are you in Beijing?"

"Well, I'm twenty-five or twenty-six years old, but there are still a lot of restrictions at home. I'm not free, and I always feel like there's a rope holding me back."

Qiu Luming looked at Zhang Weijing and said to Fei Yuanhang, "I suddenly had a picture in my mind, a young master from a high-ranking official family, with a strict grandfather, a kind mother and a strict father, and a fiancée who was married for political reasons... Tsk tsk, the young master has been struggling hard with the feudal patriarch for freedom..."

Fei Yuanhang laughed, and Qiu Luming also laughed.

Zhang Weijing smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Although it's not right, it's not far off."

He looked at the tape recorder and changed the subject. "This is Richard Clayderman's Autumn Whispers. You like piano music, it's very elegant. But I see that Lu Ming's tapes are all Russian conversations or pop songs by the Four Heavenly Kings. You have different preferences."

Qiu Luming rolled his eyes at him and said to Fei Yuanhang, "Let me tell you a little story. Two people met on a train. One of them asked, "Where are you from?" "I'm from Linyi, Shandong." "Oh, but that's not elegant. I should say I'm from Langya, Shandong!" "Oh, then where are you from?" The man said proudly, "I'm from Beijing, the capital." "Ah, that's not elegant. I should say I'm a caveman!"

Fei Yuanhang laughed loudly, and Zhang Weijing also laughed helplessly, "Mo Shi said that when you were a child, your mouth was like a machine gun, you spoke fast and hurt people, it really is true."

"What did I say? When it comes to talking, I'm not as good as your girlfriend."

Zhang Weijing said solemnly, "Luming, remember that when you are outside, especially in unfamiliar environments, do not have verbal conflicts with strangers. Remember, if three sentences cannot solve the conflict, just give in. Arguing cannot really solve the problem. Also, have you heard of the principle of concession for the happy? People with more resources and a sense of security do not need to quarrel with losers or people in trouble, causing unnecessary conflicts."

“Am I a happy person?”

"You are already luckier and happier than most girls." Fei Yuanhang said, "Manager Zhang is right. People have different perceptions. Sometimes your humor will be understood as a provocation by others. You have seen plays or TV dramas, right? The wives of officials do not directly entangle with ordinary people."

"They think it's cheap," Zhang Weijing said, "but that's not what I meant. I'm worried that Luming will suffer a loss."

"I was just telling a joke, why did you think I was at a disadvantage? Are you angry because of shame?" Qiu Luming laughed, "I don't tell jokes to everyone."

At this time, a voice came from the kitchen, "I bought some bones, you stew them. I heard the deer coming, make more and let her eat at home." Principal Fei came back from buying groceries.

Qiu Luming stood up quickly and just took two steps when he heard Mother Fei say, "What are you stewing? I still have to make Chinese medicine for Yuanhang!"

"I use a medicine pot to boil the medicine, not your iron pot."

"The second child hasn't slept well for two nights in a row. I don't know how much trouble the school has had to deal with!"

"There's always work to do, and the second child is just at home to spend more time with you. Aren't you happy?"

"Ah, so I have to thank him for breaking my son's arm?"

......

Qiu Luming didn't dare to move forward and sat back on the sofa awkwardly. Zhang Weijing was even more embarrassed.

Fei Yuanhang smiled and whispered, "Other families have a kind mother and a strict father, but my family has a kind father and a strict mother."

Qiu Luming looked at his watch and stood up. "I have to go back to work. Brother Zhang, you should go back to the hotel too."

Zhang Weijing had already stood up and pushed the stack of money again, "Yuanhang, you must accept this gift."

"I'll take the things, thank you, but you take the money back!" Fei Yuanhang firmly put the money into Zhang Weijing's arms. Zhang Weijing was afraid of touching his arm, so he took the money and said, "I owe you a favor, we have a long way to go."

***

The next day, after a day's rest, Qiu Moshi and his two companions set out for Beijing.

Before leaving, Qiu Moshi hugged his mother tightly and said, "Mom, take care of yourself. When I buy a house in Beijing, I will bring you and my dad to live there."

"Okay! Mom is waiting to enjoy your blessing." He Manshu wanted to say it in a lighter tone, but tears still fell.

When her eldest son and his family left, her grandson burst into tears and insisted on living at his grandmother's or her great-grandmother's house instead of going to Harbin. She felt as if a piece of flesh was being cut out of her heart.

When her second son followed his wife to Yi City to visit her parents, she felt as if her son had been robbed. Then her youngest son had to go to Beijing, which was even farther away. She couldn't hold back her tears.

"Don't just focus on work, eat well and sleep well." He Manshu wiped the tears that flowed down her cheeks again.

"Yes." Qiu Moshi let go of his mother and hugged Qiu Luming again, "My second brother is getting married, so the responsibility of taking care of our parents will be handed over to you from now on."

"Got it, Third Brother, you have to take care of yourself." Qiu Luming also hugged Qiu Moshi back, then walked to the side of the car, opened the door, and handed a cloth bag to Sun Ning, "Sister Sun Ning, these are for you to eat on the way."

Zhang Weijing got down from the driver's seat and asked, "Where's Uncle Qiu?"

"He doesn't like to say goodbye and hides in the bedroom." He Mansu looked back at the door and said.

"Hey, just like my old man!" Zhang Weijing pushed open the door with a smile and shouted into the yard, "Uncle Qiu! Thank you for your book! I'm back in Beijing! Come visit Beijing when you have time!"

Without a response, he closed the door, looked at his watch, and glanced at Qiu Luming. He said to Qiu Moshi, "Moshi! Get in the car. We still have a long way to go!"

Qiu Luming held her mother's arm and stood on the steps at the doorstep of their home. Even after the car turned a corner and disappeared, they still stood there, looking in the direction where their loved ones were going.