[Republic of China GL] Dependence

The editors of the newspaper office often need to work around the clock because of the emphasis on real-time news. Compared with the [-]-[-] financial department, it is much easier. Xu Jingwen leaves work early, but she is very anxious.She knew that Wen Yueying didn't have to go to Paramount to sing today, and she was afraid that she would bump into her when she went back, so she wandered aimlessly on the street for more than an hour, trying to digest as much as possible of her inadvertent loss. Know the big news.

She walked five or six streets dejectedly, entered three or four shops, bumped into one or two people with blank eyes, and finally returned home.

Wen Yueying was leaning on the sofa chair in the living room, and there was a huge phonograph on the small table beside it. There was one at home when I was in Rehe, but it was used by my wife. her share.So in the first month after she moved into the hospital, she took out her savings and bought one for herself.Her interests are always changing. A few days ago, she enjoyed listening to Shaoxing opera, and recently she likes music. Her favorite song is the song Zhou Xuan sung by Zhou Xuan.

She tapped the beat on the back of the chair with one finger, and she sang along. When Xu Jingwen entered the door, she was watching her sing the phrase "Both are right, love and love." When she heard the sound of her entering the door, she looked up. Looking at the door, there was a lazy and gentle smile in his eyes, and his eyes were as bright as soaked in water.

Facing such gazes, Xu Jingwen felt that it was too impactful, her heart skipped a beat immediately, the shoes she was holding aside in her hand fell off, and the umbrella that hit the door was connected to the umbrella stand. Scattered all over the place.She hurriedly squatted down to pick it up, and Wen Yueying's soft laughter came from her ear, which made her even more flustered, and she felt that she was really stupid, so she was always ashamed in front of her seniors.

Lu Ping was preparing dinner in the kitchen. She was lifting the lid of the pot to check the porridge simmering on a low fire. There were singing and Wen Yueying's laughter outside the door. In her memory, Wen Yueying had never laughed so happily.

She listened calmly, chopped up a handful of vegetables and poured them into the pot.

When Xu Jingwen finally tidied up the mess and entered the room, she listened to the babbling vocals from the phonograph, thinking about the time to speak.Wen Yueying seemed to notice her restlessness, "What's wrong with you today, you look restless," she patted the seat beside her: "Stop standing there, sit down."

"Senior sister, I..." Xu Jingwen said hesitantly: "It was when I was at work today, and someone came to post an obituary. The person said that his surname was Wen, and his family came from Rehe, so I I wonder if it's your senior..."

Wen Yueying reached out and turned off the phonograph with a snap, Zhou Xuan's singing stopped abruptly, Xu Jingwen peeked up at her expression, she stopped laughing.

"Whose name is on the obituary?"

"Yes... called Wen Fangyao."

"That's it," Wen Yueying took a deep breath, "That's my father, the old-mother-grandfather of our Wen family." When she finished the last few words, she dragged her voice, sounding a little Sarcasm.

"Dead? It was good to see him when I left home. It's only been a few years, and the Shanghainese died when he came quietly." She sneered shortly, but the voice didn't sound good. Dan didn't look like he was laughing, but it made people feel like he was sobbing.

Xu Jingwen didn't know her relationship with the family, but thought she was resentful of the family for abandoning her to escape, so she boldly said: "I asked that person, and he said that he went to the funeral on the same day, and planned to do it three days later. The funeral, so I think that if the senior sister passes by these few days, she will probably be able to burn incense and do some worship, which can be regarded as a little last effort."

"Willing?" Wen Yueying glanced at her in amazement, her tone became agitated: "He hasn't even cared for me all these years, what else do I want to do for him?" After saying that, she stood up. , Said to her: "I'll go back to the room and be alone for a while. You and Lu Ping can have dinner first, so you don't have to wait for me." Then she went upstairs without looking back.

Xu Jingwen found that not only did she do stupid things today, but even her words were very inappropriate, so she became angry with herself, and she really hoped that her soul would come out of her body and beat her body violently.Wen Yueying didn't eat dinner, and she also lost her appetite. After a few mouthfuls, she went upstairs to sleep dejectedly.

Early the next morning, Xu Jingwen tried her best to cheer herself up, and told herself repeatedly that she could never bring up the Wen family's mess, but when she went downstairs, she found that Wen Yueying was fully dressed and was waiting for her in the living room.

"I just called the newspaper office to ask you for leave." Seeing her coming down, Wen Yueying didn't raise her head, but just picked up the small leather bag beside her: "Take the address you asked yesterday and accompany me out today." Let's open the door."

The Wen family lived in an alley in the west of the city. Because of the thriving population, they rented four or five houses in a row. When there were too many people, they still felt a bit tight.As soon as the two of them found the entrance of the alley, they heard the joy and sorrow inside, and knew that they had come to the right place, so they went straight in without inquiring like the people around them.

After walking through four or five rooms, Xu Jingwen saw a house with the door wide open. A small mourning hall was set up in the house. Someone was offering incense and worshiping inside. A middle-aged woman in mourning clothes was sitting outside the door. Her hair was in a high bun, and she was stuffing paper money into a large burning copper basin. The smoke was billowing so that her face could not be seen clearly.Xu Jingwen was about to go up to talk to her, but the woman suddenly put down the copper basin and stood up, her eyes shot straight at Wen Yueying behind her, there was no concealment in her eyes, as if she wanted to pierce people with hatred.

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