Song Song

Lin Xiaosong didn't get the job he thought he could take on during the Chinese New Year, because Fatty Xu's father was sick and hospitalized, and he had to serve in front of and behind the bed.

Lin Xiaosong spent the New Year in a long boredom. On New Year's Eve, his mother called, but he didn't answer it, and let the ringtone disappear automatically.

He has not been back to his hometown for five or six years. At this time last year, he was doing odd jobs in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River adjacent to Taihu Lake. The life in the small town was slow and the income was decent, but he could not adapt to the cold and humid climate. I carried my daughter on my back and continued to go north.

On the first day of the new year, Zhou Yubin sent him a text message saying, "Happy New Year, Xiaosong!"

A few words, submerged in those long group text messages, are particularly conspicuous.

He was grateful for that person's special kindness, and carefully considered the details, until the end, he just said "Let's have fun!"

Zhou Yubin: "I just played a few rounds of mahjong with my relatives, and I lost badly. Do you know how to play mahjong with us?"

Lin Xiaosong was busy with dinner in the kitchen, his mobile phone was placed on the marble counter, whenever it rang, he would pick it up and take a look.

Lin Xiaosong: "I don't know how to play mahjong anywhere, I haven't played it before."

Zhou Yubin: "I'll teach you when I'm free some other day. When will you rest for the New Year?"

Lin Xiaosong felt a strange warmth in his heart, not because of anything else, but because today was supposed to be a day of family reunion, "I'm going to work on the sixth day of junior high school."

Zhou Yubin: "Then is it convenient for you tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?"

Lin Xiaosong stared at the phone screen for a while, vaguely aware of what the other party was going to say next, but he didn't dare to open the door. A person with a child can be at ease, if another person is brought in, the relationship will be messed up.

He put the phone aside, not going to reply for now.

After a while, the mobile phone on the marble table rang again. This time it was a WeChat notification tone. He picked it up and saw a name that had not been noted.The last conversation between the two was still on the transfer of 5000 yuan.

"Did you go back to your hometown for Chinese New Year?"

Maybe it was because of his youthful vigor, or Lin Xiaosong was always a little naive in nature, and all the grievances from the past flooded into his brain like blood in a flash.

How childish the next behavior was, he didn't realize it until afterward.

"My boyfriend is from Beishi. I'm staying at their house for the New Year this year. Do you have anything to do with me?"

Not only that, he immediately replied to Zhou Yubin, "I'm free tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

Generally speaking like this, everyone understands that it is a custom to accept a date.

Chu Yi did not reply for a long time.

After a while, Zhou Yubin sent a message: "The weather will be fine tomorrow. A few friends and I plan to drive around the surrounding area. Come along and bring your daughter with you. Where do you live? I will drive here tomorrow morning." Pick you up."

He sent his address to Zhou Yubin, "Thank you."

At this time, Lele came over wearing cotton slippers, leaning her small body on the door frame of the kitchen, "Dad, I'm hungry."

Lin Xiaosong put the mobile phone into the pocket of the apron, and looked back at his daughter, "It will be fine soon, you can go play for a while."

"let me help you."

"Oh dear, don't make trouble for Dad." Lin Xiaosong pushed Lele out and directly closed the kitchen door.

After about 5 minutes, Lin Xiaosong brought the dishes to the table, which were basically the leftovers from yesterday's New Year's Eve dinner. He heated them up in an iron pan.

The phone was leaning on the stand, and an episode of cartoons was played for the child. Lin Xiaosong kept wiping the rice grains off her clothes while feeding her, "Is your mouth leaking, or something?"

Lele acted as if she hadn't heard, and pointed at the phone excitedly, "Dad, look, does this look like Little Superman?"

Lin Xiaosong lost his temper after being tortured by this little girl, and gave her a helpless look: "I think you look like a little superman, ah, open your mouth."

The father and daughter lived like this every year, from the moment they took the little girl home to when she could babble and say a few words, Lin Xiaosong was heartbroken waiting.

Lele was still young at that time, so he hugged her and leaned against the window to watch the fireworks. The gorgeous fireworks exploded in the sky for a moment.The little girl was frightened by the sound of firecrackers outside and cried, but he felt that the house was lively.

Zhao Rui crossed Erlang's legs, stared at Chu Yi for a long while, and said, "There is something wrong with you today."

Chu Yi looked at him amusedly: "What's wrong?"

"I know that Xiao Gu got married and you were hit, but you still have Mr. Chen. Look, how many young men have stepped up to you, handsome Chu Chu, without any complaints or regrets. Why did I not have such a good life?"

"Speak human." Chu Yi casually picked up a Rubik's Cube to play with, ignoring Zhao Rui's sarcastic remarks.

The two were sitting in the living room of Lao Jin's house. The snow in the yard was still there, and when the wind blew, a few particles of snow foam would fall from the eaves.

Lao Jin’s mixed-race daughter-in-law moved the oven to the yard early in the morning, planning to invite them to try her unique Memphis roast pig, a ten-pound suckling pig, roasted at eight o’clock until now, and the aroma has long overflowed .

"Honey, dinner is ready." Lao Jin's wife came in with a baking tray.

Zhao Rui got up and pretended to be polite: "Sister-in-law, let me help you."

"No, no, sit down."

Zhao Rui was not polite at all, sat down, and said to Chu Yi in a low voice: "Our sister-in-law Jin speaks Chinese well."

Chu Yi was still fiddling with his Rubik's cube with his head down: "I grew up in Beishi, and I used to be in the middle school attached to the Normal University."

"I'll go, you know that."

Chu Yi looked up and smiled: "I'm a high school classmate."

Zhao Rui just thought he was farting and didn't believe it at all: "You're just kidding me."

Chu Yi was too lazy to say, "Believe it or not."

The two were really classmates in high school, and they didn't say a few words at all. They happened to be assigned to the same class in the second year of high school. However, in the next semester, Lao Jin and his wife went to New Zealand to study matriculation.Chu Yi didn't have a deep impression of her, and he might have already forgotten about this character. Last time at Lao Jin's wedding, Mrs. Jin recognized him first, and after a short exchange of greetings, Chu Yi vaguely remembered.

Just as he was talking, an unknown person sent a request for a video, and the voice fluctuated quickly and slowly. Zhao Rui took out the phone in his pocket and found that it wasn't his own. He stretched his neck and looked at Chu Yi's phone which he had casually left aside.

Next to the girl's head, there is the word "Songsong".

Chu Yi thought it was a colleague who sent it. The people in Corey like to directly click on the video or audio for everything, and they seem to be in a hurry, but it is actually a trivial matter.

"You two are still in touch." Zhao Rui said angrily.

Chu Yi didn't understand what he said, so he picked up his mobile phone to look at it, hesitated for a moment, and pressed the answer button.

Lele appeared on the screen, and asked in a dazed manner, "I'm looking for Sister Aoyi."

Zhao Rui also watched from the sidelines, muttering in his heart: Chu Yi is so fast, he even bribed other children.

Chu Yi felt a little baffled: "Where's your father?"

"Daddy is washing dishes in the kitchen." Lele blinked at him, and it took him a long time to realize, "You are that uncle, I made a mistake."

"Hey, don't hang up." Chu Yi's voice was crisp, with a hint of urgency.

Zhao Rui rolled his eyes when he heard this: Usually he's good at acting aggressively, but now he's obediently obedient, not nasty.

"Uncle asked you, did you go back to your hometown with Dad?"

Lele thought for a while, but still couldn't understand what "hometown" meant, so she started talking nonsense: "I'm at home with my father."

As he spoke, he stood up, held his mobile phone from a distance, and took a photo of his upper body, "I wore new clothes today, do you look good?"

Chu Yi was amused by the little man, and his voice softened deliberately: "It looks good."

Lin Xiaosong's voice came from afar, "Lele, who are you talking to?"

The little girl in the picture turned her head and said indistinctly: "The uncle who eats watermelon at our house."

There was silence over there, with the faint sound of slippers rubbing against the floor.

Before Lin Xiaosong came over, Chu Yi hung up the video, let out a long breath, still holding the phone in his hand, and was a little dazed.

"Yo, I can't finish it." Zhao Rui stared at him up and down, "I think you enjoy it."

Chu Yi darkened the phone, and flicked a thousand pounds in twos and twos: "It's quite enjoyable."

Zhao Rui couldn't agree with his buddy's private life. He felt that one after another, the old ones went away, and after a few years, they changed into new ones, "Brother, can we be more careful, you also want to married people."

"What kind of marriage? We've broken up."

"what?"

Chu Yi lowered his head and continued to play with the Rubik's Cube just now. There was no hint of the haze of broken love in his expression. Zhao Rui was puzzled. With that Mr. Chen's momentum, why didn't he capture this cold ice mountain? After meeting him several times, he felt that Mr. Chen had 502 glue in his eyes.

Zhao Rui began to gossip, and asked implicitly, "Is it true?"

Chu Yi didn't dump him.

"Then you and Lin Xiaosong are having an affair again now?"

Hearing the word "do", Chu Yi frowned. He threw down the Rubik's Cube, and without being polite to Zhao Rui, he said bluntly, "Your mouth is really disgusting."

Zhao Rui pursed his lips exaggeratedly, and then said in a strange voice: "I'm coming again, Mr. Chu, are you reunited with Mr. Xiaolin now?"

Chu Yi looked at him with a smile, the sharpness in his eyes emerged little by little, and he said in secret, "It's coming soon."

After dinner, Lao Jin and his wife discussed going to the nearby Yichuan hot spring on the second day of the new year. The natural hot spring was just discovered the year before last. Several Malaysian bosses spent a lot of money to build a hot spring holiday hotel there. China's tourism industry is doing well, and a series of industrial chains have emerged as the times require.

It used to be a small county with an inconspicuous surroundings, but now it has a tendency to catch up with a certain economically strong county, and the slogan is also loud and clear: forge ahead and strive to become the number one economically strong county.

The author has something to say:

Thank you for Friday, Still Water, Landmine for laughing at the wind and rain!