Qin Dalian's Little Happiness

If a man suddenly finds out that he likes a man, it actually indirectly shows that he has indeed fallen in love with a certain man recently. After coming out, I naturally remembered this.

According to Qin Zhifu's knowledge, in Qin Qingming's social circle, only Xiao Huang has been relatively close recently.

People's imagination and associative power are always endless, Qin Zhifu slowly remembered many points that he hadn't noticed before, for example, why Xiao Huang is always so concerned about Qin Qingming's affairs, for example, why did Xiao Huang come here Seeing Qin Qingming watching so diligently, many, many, at that time, he only thought that the two children had a good relationship, but now he realizes that there may be a real relationship.

It's not brotherhood, but another inexplicable relationship.Although Huang Jinzhi and Qin Qingming never had any intimate actions in front of Qin Zhifu, now that Qin Zhifu thinks about it, he always feels something is wrong.

Qin Zhifu asked: "Obviously, the person you like is Xiao Huang?"

Qin Qingming paused for two seconds, and replied: "Dad, you can see it." I didn't even think about hiding it, since I guessed it, let's admit it.

"Who...was first?" Qin Zhifu asked.

This question was not very clear, but Qin Qingming understood it. Although he knew Qin Zhifu's temperament, he was still afraid that Xiao Huang would lead him astray, so he said: "It should be two people at the same time. If you look closely, it was probably me first.”

Qin Zhifu let out a small breath, not even loudly, but Qin Qingming still heard it.

"Obviously, although you've been skinny about everything since you were a child, you've always been a clear kid." Qin Zhifu said slowly, "When you were in sixth grade, a kid in the fifth grade in the classroom next to yours injured his arm. do you remember?"

Qin Qingming listened to him, and his thoughts followed him: "I remember. He closed the window at that time, the wind was strong, the glass shattered, and his arm was bleeding a lot."

Qin Zhifu said: "Later, the child's father sent several pumpkins to our family."

Why send pumpkins?Because Qin Qingming saw it at that time, immediately took off his clothes, tightly wrapped the child's arms several times, tied a tight knot, and then ran to the principal's office to call the principal.

Their school was small and dilapidated. Of course, the various security work in that place was no better than that of the school now.On the day of the accident, it happened that all the teachers in the school gathered together and went to the school in the town for some reason, leaving the old principal alone in the office.

Qin Qingming took off his clothes in time, and wrapped them up in time. Later, when he was sent to the doctor, the doctor said that if he hadn't done this, the child would bleed a lot, and accidents might happen.It's been a long time, and I can't remember the details clearly, but this is the general situation.

Qin Qingming didn't know why Qin Zhifu said this suddenly, so he went on to chat: "I still remember that time, you cooked pumpkin soup, it was delicious."

Qin Zhifu smiled: "Your school also rewarded you ten yuan."

Qin Qingming also laughed: "At that time, I felt rich."

In fact, Qin Zhifu didn't have any ideas at all, but just chatted casually, chatting about Qin Qingming's naughty things, happy things, and everything when he was young.

Unknowingly, the two of them chatted for an hour, and they were both a little thirsty. Qin Zhifu got up to pour tea, and the father and son sat on the bed again, holding the water glasses.

"Obviously, as I said just now, you have always been a relatively clear child." Qin Zhifu finally returned to the original topic of conversation, "You can tell me about this, I believe you have thought about it for a long time. "

"Well, I've thought about it for a long time."

Qin Zhifu's voice was neither rough nor thin, and the tone of his speech was a bit slow. In such a quiet late night, he said unhurriedly: "Your father has nothing in his life, and he hasn't made a name for himself."

Qin Qingming listened quietly holding the water glass.

"In those years, I felt that I was really poor. Wherever I went, I felt that I was a pauper with no money and no power. At that time, I thought that one day I would be rich, and I would be no worse than anyone else."

Qin Qingming felt sore when he heard this.

Qin Zhifu didn't say anything specifically, but Qin Qingming knew his mentality at that time—it was about Xu Rujun after all. Qin Zhifu didn't know if he couldn't accept the fact that his wife didn't love him, so he forcibly attributed Xu Rujun's departure to himself. Useless, no money, no rights, three no products.

Although he couldn't really empathize with him, Qin Qingming had seriously imagined Qin Zhifu's situation.

How about the taste?It's hard to say, but I can barely come up with a version, that is, the new one my lover finds is overwhelming me in every way, even if I want to stay or fight, I don't think so. I have no confidence anywhere.

Not cynicism, nothing else, just that feeling of powerlessness, that feeling of being abandoned because you're useless.

Of course, Qin Zhifu never said these things, and Qin Qingming was just a little idea after he was replaced by Qin Zhifu.

"Actually, from the first time I started a business and lost [-] yuan, I should recognize the reality and know that I am not that material. However, I don't believe in evil, and I just want to get rich." A little man without a wife, struggling For the sake of the image of making a fortune, Qin Zhifu spent half his life performing it.

It's really sad and bloody.

Qin Zhifu took a sip of tea: "Dad, I'm sorry."

Qin Qingming's fingers holding the water glass tightened: "What are you sorry for, Dad, without you, there would be no me."

Qin Zhifu said: "Obviously, when I think about it, I should be happy. Now that you are independent in everything, and you are paying off most of Dad's debts, you can actually be considered as the master of this family. This You can still think of telling me about the situation, I..."

No matter how it sounded like "I'm an old man, you still care about my thoughts", Qin Qingming felt so uncomfortable when he heard it, he could only hold the water glass and forcefully adjust the atmosphere: "Hey, how do you say it seems to be It's like retreating into the rivers and lakes."

"I won't stop you from making any decision, but you have to watch your own way." Qin Zhifu smiled, but the smile always made people feel a little sad-how should I put it?Unless it is the kind of parents who are really enlightened, parents who are generally conservative in their own ideas are somewhat different.

Similar, the former is happy support, and the latter is the kind of wronged support.

"Dad, don't worry, I know."

"Yes." Qin Zhifu said, "Go to sleep."

The closet was finished just like that. For the next two days, the father and son were busy at home with things for the New Year. Qin Zhifu spun around like a top, and Qin Qingming did things that could be done sitting down, such as making wontons and the like.

When I was young, I was the happiest during Chinese New Year. I had new clothes to wear, New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Eve money, and on the first day of the first lunar month, I could get a big plastic bag for New Year’s greetings and candy for every household. Now...Qin Qingming wrapped wontons, and I could already predict On New Year's Day, I sat at home by myself and greeted every neighbor who came to pay New Year's greetings.

"Dad! Not enough wonton wrappers!"

"Here we come!" Qin Zhifu ran over with a stack of wonton wrappers in his hand, looking at the rows of beautiful wontons wrapped by Qin Qingming, "Oh, the more wrapped the wontons, the more beautiful they become."

"Of course, your son is so smart."

"Yes, yes, my son is the smartest." Qin Zhifu put away the wonton wrappers, "How many wontons do you eat for lunch?"

While talking, Qin Qingming wrapped another finished product: "Fifteen."

Hearing this, Qin Zhifu immediately disagreed: "25!"

Qin Qingming made a slight concession: "Twenty!"

Qin Zhifu continued to disagree: "You used to eat 25!"

Qin Qingming glanced at the dumplings he made: "But I make more fillings."

The last two took a step back, Qin Zhifu said, "22!"

"make a deal!"

Qin Zhifu picked out dozens of wontons from the tray and brought them to the kitchen to cook: "Eat later!"

"it is good."

After 15 minutes, the wontons came out of the pot, and Qin Qingming also called it a day, and ate the wontons face to face with Qin Zhifu.

Wontons stuffed with shepherd's purse and pork, the fat part of the pork is boiled into meat dregs, not to mention how fragrant it tastes.

Qin Zhifu has a habit for so many years, that is, after cooking and watching his son eat, he likes to keep asking "how is it?", and then enjoys listening to Qin Qingming say "delicious".

Today is also the same, halfway through the meal, Qin Zhifu began to ask: "How is it?"

Of course it is very nice, Qin Qingming gave a thumbs up: "It's delicious!"

Qin Qingming narrowed his eyes and ate with big mouthfuls. Qin Zhifu on the opposite side was very polite in eating, and after Qin Qingming finished eating a bowl full of wontons, he suddenly smiled wickedly: "Son, how many wontons did you eat?"

Qin Qingming, who was full and had no ideals in life, spread out on a chair and hugged his belly: "Aren't there 22?"

Qin Zhifu smiled even more happily: "You don't count your meals. I cooked 26 of them for you. Look, haven't you eaten them all?"

Qin Qingming choked speechlessly: "..." Dad, your routine is fine.

In fact, Qin Zhifu is used to this routine. He agreed to make a bowl of twenty, and he can give you one or two more. He often does this kind of thing, but Qin Qingming himself doesn't pay attention every time.

After lunch, Qin Qingming took a break, walked around the living room a few times to digest food, and then continued making wontons.

Recently, Qin Qingming's spirit has been fully relaxed, he doesn't think about anything, even the outline of the novel is put aside first, in order to let his mind rest well these few days, after all, both body and mind need to relax. .

So Qin Qingming stayed until New Year's Eve. For the reunion dinner on New Year's Eve, the old Qintou next door had no children, so he also came to eat together.

Their family's Chinese New Year dishes are quite simple, two or three meat dishes, two or three vegetarian dishes, and some wine and chatting, the three of them can also eat with gusto.

In recent years, although fireworks have been banned in cities, the habit still exists in the countryside. The three of them are eating, and the sound of fireworks and firecrackers outside is roaring and crackling. There are also two hangers on the corridor in front of Qin Qingming's house. The big red lanterns, when the lights are turned on, the bright red on the festive day is very beautiful.

The three of them kept chatting, and Qin Qingming laughed when they talked about something interesting.

Chinese New Year, reunion, very happy ︿(￣︶￣)︿.

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Zhi Helan [High Leng]: The small theater goes to work every day, and there is no time to rest.

Zhi Helan [dominant and strong]: I can't stand the oppression of the small theater like this, so I ordered the small theater to go back to rest today.