a protracted war

Chapter 22 22

Cloudy on March 6.

I got up at five o'clock in the morning and had to drive three hours to work in a neighboring city.

When I went out, it was only six o'clock, and I happened to meet Xiaojie, who was carrying a big schoolbag. I took a closer look this time, and it didn't look like he was carrying a saxophone.

Xiaojie called me: "Uncle."

I said, "I told you to call me brother."

Xiaojie said: "Okay, but my mother said that you are about her age and can call you uncle."

I said: "If I have never been married and have no children, you will call me brother."

Xiaojie curled his lips: "Okay brother."

Me: "You're so sensible, are you going to class now? So early?"

Xiaojie raised a desperate face and said, "We have to read early at seven o'clock, and I have to have breakfast outside."

I patted his head: "Hold on, good boy, you just have to bear with it for another ten years and come out to work."

Xiaojie stared at me bitterly.

I asked him, "By the way, how is your saxophone learning?"

Xiaojie looked at me inexplicably: "It's okay."

I asked him, "Then can you play "The Girl and the Sailor"?"

Xiaojie shook his head.

I asked again, "What about Where the Stars Are?"

Xiaojie shook his head again.

"Then "Love as a Last resort" will do it?"

Xiaojie still shook his head.

I proudly said: "I know a person who can play these tunes."

Xiaojie looked at me and said with admiration: "That man must have learned saxophone for a long time, isn't he good at playing saxophone?"

I said, "Ah, he's playing the harmonica."

After the above sentence was finished, Xiaojie stared at me for a long time, he was short, I looked down at him, I could only see his white eyeballs.

After 2 minutes, he said to me: "Goodbye, brother." Then he walked away with heavy steps.

When I was driving, I listened to the disc I carved before, and I was in a good mood.

But when I met the intern Xiaoli downstairs in the company, I was not in a happy mood, which meant that I was late today.

Xiaoli was still biting a fried dough stick in her mouth, and the bright red lipstick was wiped off her mouth, which was horrible.

She greeted me: "Brother Yang, why are you here at this hour today?"

She said it like she wasn't late, and I said, "Just came from home."

Xiaoli asked me: "Your home is in XX city, right?"

Me: "Yes."

Xiaoli: "It takes three or four hours to come from you, right? No wonder you're late too."

I asked Xiaoli: "Based on how often you are late, do you have any salary left?"

Xiaoli said, "It's okay, I have someone here."

I didn't expect this, and it's rare for me to gossip: "Who's covering it up?"

Xiaoli said: "The vice president of our company, XXX, is my boyfriend's uncle."

I thought to myself, no wonder your being late is as natural as eating and drinking.

I cursed three times in my heart at the corrupt capitalism and the relationship households all over China.

Damn it, I really want to be a relationship householder once.

Every time on the first day after returning to work after a holiday, the atmosphere in the office is always extremely hot, everyone divides all kinds of things, and shows all kinds of photos.

After I sat down in my seat, Xiao Jian slipped to my side at some point, holding a zongzi bigger than a palm to give to me.

Xiao Jian said: "My mother made it herself, it's big and full of meat."

I say thank you.

Xiaojian said it's all right, brother Yang, you are too polite.

Later, I ate the zongzi on the spot without being polite at all, and went out without breakfast in the morning, but I was so hungry.

Xiaojian was dumbfounded: "Brother Yang, actually you don't have to express your gratitude in such a fierce way."

I said: "I really appreciate it, you are just in time, I am hungry now."

Xiao Jian: "Didn't you have breakfast? Then you can eat. I'll stand by your side and watch over you. Lao Liu will come over later."

I said, "Thank you Xiaojian, you will be happy."

Xiao Jian said, "I think so too."

This morning passed peacefully, Lao Liu didn't catch me having breakfast at the company.

The only special thing is that Zhou Aimei didn't come to work today. According to a little girl in their department, she asked for a day off.

For lunch, I ordered a serving of fried beans and shredded pork with sauerkraut. The stir-fried beans are not dry at all, and can salt people to death; shredded pork with sauerkraut only has sauerkraut and no shredded pork.

I complained to Yi Yi about the unsatisfactory dishes, and Yi Yi said, "I think of the high school cafeteria."

Yi Yi: "It feels like I went to a temple for three years to practice for three years in high school. I was a vegetarian every day. The dishes in the cafeteria seemed to have no oil at all."

I said: "It seems that the canteens in the world are generally dark."

Yi Yi said: "You can't say that, the university cafeteria is pretty good."

I said, "Indeed."

Yi Yi said, "You left something on my car before."

I asked: "What?"

Yi also sent me a small video

He played a tune I hadn't heard before, but the harmonica was different from the silvery white one he'd been using.

It was a harmonica with a coat of copper paint.

That's my harmonica.

My face is a little hot.

I asked him, "Did you wash before blowing?"

Yi Yi took it for granted: "Why do you need to wash it?"

I:"……"

Yi Yi: "I've kissed you before."

I:……

In fact, we just touched our lips before, and there was no intimate contact with our tongues, and of course there was no saliva.

Then I went to work.

The song that Yi Yi played before has been echoing in my mind.

It rang for a long time.

I wanted to ask him what song it was, but for some reason I forgot it in the end.

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