a protracted war

It was sunny on March 5.

Temperatures today should be at their peak for May.

When I stepped on the concrete floor wearing leather shoes, I could feel the steaming heat from the soles of my feet to the sky.

So today I was able to see the sprinkler trucks that were several times more frequent than usual on the street outside the company.

I was almost forced to take a shower when I lost rock-paper-scissors and came back from the plaza across the street with a bag of ice cream.

Everyone in the company has a popsicle, and the sun is scorching outside. Everyone is hissing and licking the cold ice cream in the air-conditioned room. At this moment, I intuitively feel the warmth brought by the decadent capitalism.

Maybe today's weather is so hot that people and gods are all angry. During lunch, the cafeteria distributed a large cup of mung bean soup to everyone for free. Xiaojian sat next to me and used seven or eight four-character idioms to praise our company boss for his humanitarian care.

I only have one feeling that Xiaojian's novels these days are not in vain.

Yi also sent me a WeChat message.

A picture that I find interesting and appetizing.

A semicircular watermelon was dug out and turned into a bowl, which contained many triangular red and white popsicles.

Yi Yi said that he had nothing to do at home today, so he followed the tutorial on Weibo.

I praised from the bottom of my heart: "You are really decathlon."

I asked, "Is there anything else you don't know?"

Yi Yi said, "I don't know how to flirt, so I haven't caught up with you yet."

Me: "...Actually, I think you are flirting by saying this."

Yi Yi: "Oh, then I really don't know anything."

Yi Yi: "Just kidding, I don't know too many things, I can't sing, I can't dance, I can't deal with people I meet for the first time."

I laughed: "Actually, I don't even know what you said."

I said, "You're really good already, you probably don't even know how good you are."

Yi Yi: "Then I'm so good and you still make me wait..."

Me: "...It's my fault."

Me: "The progress bar is moving forward at a fast pace. If you wait patiently, it won't be long, I promise." I'll give you the [-]th level of flirting and the [-]th level of coquettishness.

In the afternoon, a certain brand of zongzi in a certain supermarket in the opposite square was on sale to build momentum for the upcoming Dragon Boat Festival. Several unknown bands were invited to sing, and a large pot of zongzi was cooked and distributed to the audience.

The advantage of those of us who sit by the window is that any disturbance in the street outside the company cannot escape our keen eyes.

The colleague sitting next to me has been staring outside for 10 minutes.

Old Liu had already glared at him three times.

I knocked on his desk to remind him, "Come back to your senses, hey, isn't it so pretty?"

My colleague turned his head and smiled at me, showing his white teeth, and said, "Don't tell me, although I have never heard of these bands, they still sing very well."

After hearing what he said, I pricked up my ears and listened carefully to the commotion outside. Not to mention, the singing was indeed pretty good, and the clear boyish voice sang rock and roll.

Our company is on the twelfth floor. Looking from here to the opposite square, we have a very wide field of vision.

I am not short-sighted. Although the small stage in the opposite square is nearly 50 meters away from our building in a straight line, I can still see the people on the stage with one hand playing the bass and the other holding the mic.

I thought to myself: Isn't this fucking Yi Jun's naughty kid?

I stared at the stage for a long time in disbelief, and I have to say, this child is like a different person when he sings, and he has lost all energy.

I looked around and found that Lao Liu was not in the visible range, so I recorded a video and sent it to Yi Yi.

It seems that Yi Yi is very busy today, so he sent me a long voice message after a while.

Yi Yi said: "He didn't tell me about this, otherwise I can go there with him, we can watch the scene and meet you, and then come back together tonight, I must talk about it when Yi Jun comes home He, I've never heard him sing."

I asked, "Did Yi Jun sing to you?"

Yi Yi said: "No, he went abroad in high school, and usually goes out to have fun when he comes back from winter and summer vacations. He didn't have much time together, and of course he never sang to me."

I said, "It seems that you two have a good relationship."

He asked again: "Are you jealous? Because my younger brother has never sung for me, so I sang for my grandparents first."

Yi Yi said: "No." The awkward tone was not convincing at all.

I laughed: "If you say there is no, then there is no."

Yi Yi also laughed: "It's just not."

Sunny September 5

Dragon Boat Festival today.

My mother pulled my father out early.

To celebrate the arrival of the Dragon Boat Festival, a ballroom dance competition was held in the community. The first prize prize is ten catties of big meat dumplings, which are in descending order. The second prize is eight catties, and the third prize is six catties. My mother is determined to win it. I asked my dad to be my dance partner, and my dad followed my mom halfway.

Chinese people attach great importance to festivals. Although festivals are not very interesting, at least there must be some sense of ritual.

Yi Yi sent me a message early in the morning, saying, "Happy Dragon Boat Festival."

I said: "You are happy too, remember to eat zongzi on Zongzi Festival."

He asked again, "You don't want to pack it yourself, do you?"

Yi Yi said: "No, it's a rare three-day vacation, of course I have to do something meaningful."

Me: "For example?"

Yi Yi: "For example, seeing you, such as eating with you, such as taking a walk with you, such as watching a movie with you, I can't count, there are too many."

I laughed and said, "Anyway, just be with me."

Yi Yi: "Well, I'll be with you."

I asked: "Have you never been in a relationship before? This love is so easy to talk about."

Yi Yi: "No, I am self-taught."

Me: "Okay, you are decathlon, everything you say is right."

Yi Yi seemed embarrassed: "Don't always praise me, I'm not as good as you think."

I:"……"

The ballroom dance competition ended before lunch, my mother entered the door with a happy face, and my father followed behind with a big bag of rice dumplings in his hand.

I glanced at my mother and asked her with insight: "Mom, how many kilograms of rice dumplings are these?"

My mother raised her chin, "Eight catties."

I gave a thumbs up: "Great!"

My mother said: "I often dance square dances. I have a good foundation in dancing. Others can't compare to me."

I asked, "What about No.1?"

My mother said casually: "Oh, No.1 is the captain of our square dance team."

I was surprised: "You group of grandpas and aunts stretched their arms and kicked their legs when they have nothing to do in their free time, and even formed a dance team?"

My mother gave me a sideways look: "How can this child talk? Why can't he?"

I said, "No, no, it's just a surprise."

My mother said: "I dare say that a group of uncles and aunts in our dance team are much more agile than you."

I said, "Yes yes yes."

My mother handed me the bag of zongzi in my father's hand, and said: "Go cook it, and eat this at noon."

I thought for a while and asked, "Won't my stomach feel uncomfortable just eating this?"

My mother said: "The spoils of war will definitely not hurt your stomach."

Then he asked me: "Did you always eat instant noodles when you were in college?"

I thought, can you know all this?

My mother looked at me contemptuously and smiled: "You still want to hide it from me. When I asked you if you ate, and you hesitated, I knew you must have eaten instant noodles again."

Don't blame me, who makes junk food so delicious.

When I ate two zongzi that were bigger than my palm and was about to be forced by my mother to eat the third one, Yi Yi's phone call saved me in dire straits.

Yi Yi said that he and Yi Jun Lu Zijie wanted to go to a nearby resort and asked if I wanted to go together.

I glanced at the zongzi that had been peeled off and handed to my mouth, and I said loudly, "Of course! I'll be together!"

My mother whispered to me next to me: "What's wrong?"

I glanced at my mother and said to Yi Yi: "Wait until I tell my mother, we will chat on WeChat."

After hanging up the phone, my mother persisted in asking: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

I said, "Yi also asked me if I wanted to go to a nearby resort with them."

My mother rolled her eyes a few times, looking very shrewd, and asked me, "Who else is with me?"

I said, "There are also Yi Jun and Lu Zijie."

My mother said: "Go, go, so that you don't lie in bed all day and look like you are dead."

I told my mother: "During the festival, don't say unlucky things."

My mother glared at me: "You are superstitious."

I agreed with Yi Yi on WeChat, and he said he would pick me up at 03:30.

Two nights at the resort, returning on the last day of our holiday.

I simply packed two sets of clothes into my backpack, thought about it, and stuffed the harmonica and durian kid on the bedside table into the middle of the schoolbag.

But in the end, what I didn't expect was that this trip was not just the four of us.

I asked Yi Yi why he didn't tell me that Zhou Aimei was also there, and Yi Yi said to me with an aggrieved face: "I didn't expect that either, who knows what Lu Zijie thought of to abduct him here."

Sitting in the backseat, Yi Jun and I got together and scolded Lu Zijie.

Nothing but the thought of how awkward it would be for us four big men to be with a single girl.

After suing Lu Zijie, Yi Jun began to sue me. He asked me in a low voice: "Why did you record the video? You recorded it after recording it, and you sent it to my brother."

From the moment I was about to sit in the co-pilot but was dragged into the back seat by Yi Jun, I knew this would happen.

Yi Jun said, "What a shame."

I said, "It's not shameful, you sing so well, even such a broken stage can't cover up your brilliance."

I said: "And your brother said that he has never heard you sing. That video is the first time. If I hadn't recorded it, I don't know how long it will be before your brother can hear you sing. What a pity."

I said: "Singing is so good, you should show it off to your brother."

Yi Jun said: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo embarrassing."

I looked at Yi Jun for three seconds, thought for five seconds, and asked, "Are you brother control?"

Yi Jun turned his head: "No."

I said, "You sing beautifully. If you say you don't have it, you don't have it."

Yi Jun: "Just not."

The tacit understanding between these two brothers left me dumbfounded.

It took two hours to reach the place, and Lu Zijie's car followed closely. He was still equipped with a large mirror covering half of his face. Zhou Aimei walked beside Lu Zijie with a blank expression.

But based on what I have known about Zhou Aimei over the years, she is in a good mood now, and it is more like the end when she is smiling.

The size of the resort is not big or small, but there are a lot of tourists, and the rooms are in short supply. The boss said that he hopes we can share a room as much as possible, but there are five of us, and there will always be one left in the end.

Because Zhou Aimei, an independent and self-reliant woman in the new era, strongly stated that she should not worry about her, she would have no problem sleeping in a room by herself, and she was also happy and at ease, so the final room arrangement was Zhou Aimei sleeping in a room by herself, and Yi Jun and Lu Zijie in a room.

I share a room with Yi Yi.