Raising a Family [Rebirth]

Wen Rui had a dream all night.

He dreamed of two people arguing and fighting with each other, a man and a woman, and he couldn't see their faces clearly, but he knew they were his parents, and his perspective was also inexplicable - floating in the air and looking down at them, the man suddenly became ferocious, he As soon as she pushed the woman away, she kicked the little boy standing next to him. The little boy bounced up and landed heavily on the ground. It happened in an instant, but in the dream it was like a slow motion in a movie, so slow that Wen Rui It seemed that he could see the boy's face clearly.

The boy was lying on the ground, his face twisted for a moment, and he clutched his stomach and curled up. He wanted to cry in pain, but the pain made him hurt even more. He could only look at the woman not far away, and said with difficulty: " Mother."

There was pleading and expectation in his voice, as if he wanted the woman to come and hug him, no, just pulling him was enough, don't ask him if it hurts, a little pulling him was enough, but the woman Standing not far away, he looked at him coldly, with resentment and pleasure in his eyes.

Suddenly, the picture changed, and the man disappeared, only a woman was left who poked the boy's forehead fiercely with her finger, said something fiercely, and slapped the boy intermittently.

The little boy stood there crying, unable to even utter a sound. He wiped his tears with his hands from time to time, as if he was trying his best to restrain his tears.

He whispered: "Mom, I didn't cry." His voice was full of crying, tears slipped out of his eyes, and he quickly wiped them away with the back of his hand, carefully looking at the person in front of him.

The woman was still dissatisfied and was still clamoring.

In the dream, he couldn't hear the sound, but Wen Rui felt it was very noisy. The way the woman scolded, the opening and closing of her mouth made him feel very noisy, and his ears were buzzing.

Seeing that the boy was crying so hard, the woman suddenly went crazy. She raised her hand and gave the boy a hard slap, shouting hysterically, "Don't cry! It's so noisy!"

The boy was stunned by the beating, and his pain-sensing nerves seemed to be underdeveloped. After a few seconds, he gasped for breath as if he was about to cry, but the next second he bit his lip tightly, his big eyes were full of panic .

The woman seemed perplexed, and kept beating the child, cursing and swearing, her pretty face filled with the pleasure of revenge.

The boy was shaking violently, but he didn't cry anymore.

Wen Rui's heart throbbed, and before he could stop the woman's violence, he was shocked to find that he had become that boy.

He looked up at the woman in front of him, the darkness was the background, and the blurred face made him feel particularly horrified. He seemed to be looking at a big mountain. He was shrouded in the shadow of the woman and couldn't move or scream. Feeling nothing but endless fear.

It's a dream, it's a dream... He told himself over and over again that he was struggling to wake up, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape.

He was almost suffocated, he wanted to scream, but he was like a mute, trying his best to make a sound, when he was on the verge of collapse, he suddenly felt that his eyes were covered by hands, and the woman's voice Disappeared.

That hand was very warm, pressing against his skin gave him a steady stream of heat, the warmth penetrated into his limbs, and poured into his heart.

"It's all right." The man said softly, then hugged him with his strong arms, and patted his back lightly, "Does it hurt?"

He stared blankly at that person, strange but familiar, the blurry face gave him the urge to cry loudly, and he did so.

The man wiped the tears off his face with his hands in silence, and let him cry for an unknown amount of time. He was tired from crying and kept hiccupping, before the man said helplessly, "Okay, okay, no I'm crying." He wiped the tears off his face as he said, "Be good, don't cry."

When Wen Rui woke up, his face was full of tears. He calmly wiped his face with his hands, his fingertips were wet and sticky.

He stared blankly at his fingers, he hadn't dreamed for many years, let alone dreamed about those things in his dreams.

Some things are not recalled over and over again, sealed in a black box, and seem to be forgotten, but there are always touches in life to wake up those demons, and the old things will climb up by themselves.

This was supposed to be a nightmare, but someone helped him dispel the haze, comforted him so that he would not be disturbed, and those memories seemed less terrifying.

The night was very quiet, only the slight sound of the air conditioner and the steady breathing behind him.

He turned around, Jiang Yueting put his arms around him, and when he moved, the other party couldn't help frowning in sleep.

Wen Rui turned towards him, stretched out his hand to hook his neck and stuck it close.

Jiang Yueting put his hand on Wen Rui's waist subconsciously, wondering if he had sensed it, he half-raised his eyelids to look at the person in front of him, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What's wrong?"

"No, change your sleeping position."

"Is your leg uncomfortable?" Jiang Yueting closed his eyes, still in a half-dream and half-awake state. He lay down on his back and pulled the person onto his body, "Lie down on me and sleep for a while."

Both of them like to lie on the right side. This position is not easy to oppress the heart and have nightmares. When Jiang Yueting was young, Wen Rui hugged him from behind and let him nestle in his arms. Later, when he was older, he liked to hug Wen Rui from behind. Yes, but when he was lying on his side, his body was stretched out, while Wen Rui was curled up, and the 1.8-meter tall man was curled up like a baby, as if he was defending against something.

Jiang Yueting told him many times that he was afraid that he would not sleep well, but the other party was used to it and couldn't change it.

Wen Rui lay half in his arms, with one leg half bent on his lap.

Jiang Yueting reached out and lifted his leg up, and said sleepily, "Is it numb?"

Wen Rui didn't want to disturb his sleep, so he glanced at his indecent sleeping position and moved to the side.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yueting sensed his intention and opened his eyes.

Wen Rui smiled embarrassingly: "I'm bothering you."

Jiang Yueting pulled him back, "Why do you keep waking up at night? What's on your mind?"

The two of them basically wake up until dawn, and they have been like this for so many years, but in less than a month, his brother has already woken up twice at night.

Wen Rui: "I'm having a nightmare."

"What did you dream about?" Jiang Yueting was already half awake, "Don't perfuse me."

Wen Rui hesitated for a while and spoke out the dream intermittently.

Hearing the words, Jiang Yueting felt a lump in his throat, and felt tight in his chest.His brother only said that his family beat him when he was a child, but he didn't give details. This is the first time he said it.

Wen Rui noticed that he was silent and understood what he was thinking, so he raised his head and kissed him, comforting him: "It won't be uncomfortable after a kiss."

Jiang Yueting didn't know whether to laugh or cry, knowing that his brother didn't want to see him sad, so he had to follow his wishes, "Then I'll kiss you again."

Wen Rui kissed him on the cheek again, "Enough is enough, save it for tomorrow."

Jiang Yueting smiled warmly, "Well, the future will be long. In the future..." He paused, "Cry if you want to cry, don't hold back, it's not good for your health. Crying is too fierce, okay? I'll coax you? Injury."

Wen Rui nodded, he suddenly felt that he was really getting back to life, and couldn't help joking: "The old man is doing it again in the middle of the night."

Jiang Yueting said seriously: "What do you call acting like a baby with your boyfriend?"

Wen Rui smiled helplessly, he thought for a while and began to dig up old scores: "You still said that to me last time."

Jiang Yueting was silent, and then slowly said: "That's my brother, I always coax my boyfriend."

"...Your brother's heart is going cold."

Jiang Yueting lowered his head and kissed Wen Rui's earlobe, "Brother won't be angry with me, will he?"

Wen Rui's ears were numb for a while, he covered his ears, and said embarrassedly: "Sleep, you have been busy for so long during the day, and I will pull you up to talk at this time."

Jiang Yueting is not sleepy, the young man is full of energy, he wants to talk to Wen Rui now, but he agrees when he thinks that his brother's eyes are swollen from crying and needs a good rest.

-

Wen Rui woke up very early. As soon as he woke up, he felt uncomfortable in his eyes. When he looked in the mirror, his eyelids were swollen and there were bloodshot eyes. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he had cried.

He was embarrassed to look at Zhang Yiqiu when he was seeing the old man off, but luckily the other party didn't get out of the car, after all the journey was far away, so they didn't go upstairs to have a sit down for fear of delaying time.

Wen Rui put all the luggage of the old man in the trunk, and Zhang Huaibin had already sat in the car. He stood by the window and said goodbye to people: "You have to take care of yourself, don't hold anything in your heart, and tell us."

"Well, don't worry, I will find something for myself when I go back this time. I can still contact Lao Lu when I go back, so you don't have to worry about me." Zhang Huaibin glanced at the big boy beside Wen Rui, "You... ...don't forget what you told me."

Wen Rui was startled, and then realized what he was talking about. He nodded seriously: "Yes! I will never forget."

Zhang Huaibin twitched the corner of his mouth: "After I leave, you all have to visit me together every year, so that I can feel at ease, even if you are fooling me."

Wen Rui hurriedly said, "What are you talking about? Don't say that!"

Zhang Huaibin laughed, and he sighed: "You're really old, I'm not kidding you."

Wen Rui said seriously: "Don't say that. We will go fishing next time you come over, and we will accompany you wherever you want to play, with Mr. Lu."

"Okay, okay," Zhang Huaibin responded again and again, "Next time I come back, I want to go to the cemetery to see her."

The cemetery is high and has to go up the hill, but the car can't drive up the hill, so it can only climb slowly. The old man can't climb up because of his inconvenient legs and feet.

"Do you think my old arms and legs can crawl?"

Wen Rui paused to comfort him: "Yes, you can take a good rest and take you there next time when you feel better."

Zhang Huaibin squinted his eyes and smiled kindly, "Okay, you guys go up. We're leaving. Come back next time and take me there."

"Okay, be careful on the road and have a smooth journey."

Jiang Yueting: "See you next time, Grandpa."

"See you next time." Zhang Huaibin looked at the two reluctantly.

"Dad, raise the windows, it's windy."

Zhang Huaibin responded reluctantly and went up to the window, he murmured: "See you next time."

Watching the car go away, Wen Rui didn't look back until it was nowhere to be seen.

They all thought there would be a next time, but the old man's body would not allow this next time, and he never returned to Huaicheng until his death.

Zhang Huaibin was a little tired this trip back, and it took him two days to recover.Go for an examination, the doctor told him that he is old and his bones are weak, so he should not be exhausted by boats and cars. This kind of long journey will make him feel physically deficient, which is not conducive to his recuperation.

Together, the Zhang family's children decided to reduce the number of times the old man returned to Huaicheng, and bring him back for a short stay when the old man got better. However, the old man's mentality was better than before, but his health was getting worse.

He always said that his life went smoothly, but he didn't know that he ignored the hard work of the first half of his life.

He has a lot of old age diseases, and he has been a chef for half his life. Although he does not smoke, after so many years of smoking, his lungs are not good, and he always likes to cough.

However, he was not as depressed as before. Instead, he really joined the elderly traditional Chinese painting club in the community, and chatted with a group of old men and women to draw Chinese paintings.

He also imitated Mr. Lu to make tea, and the two also kept in touch by phone, and occasionally mailed something to each other.

There were many smiles on his face, and his life was as chic as before.

Wen Rui and his video from time to time wondered if the old man would regret it, but they didn't ask after all. The other party had already covered up his emotions with laughter, so there was no need for him to expose his scars.

-

Wen Rui asked, "Are you here?"

"Not yet. But he sent a message and will be here soon."

They were going to Jiaoshan, waiting for Fang Hua and his girlfriend, and then drove them to Huo's house to meet up.

"If you bring Pangpang, you can't sit down, you have to put it in the trunk, but the trunk is full of things, it can't be done," Wen Rui was a little troubled, "You have three people in Uncle Huo's family, or he can carry four, let's take three , he has a big car, so fat that he can sit in the back seat."

"Okay." They used to send Pang Pang to the pet hospital when they were traveling far away, but recently they found that Pang Pang is really old, and they can't bear to leave him to others to take care of him.