On how to develop natural stamina

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The dim street lights elongated Tang Xiaobao's lonely figure. When he came out of the supermarket, he carried a big plastic bag, which contained vegetables, meat, etc., and some snacks. Today, there was a meeting of the grade groups at the school to prepare for the junior high school.Although it is only teaching a sub-subject, it still participates in routine work.After sitting for two full hours, Tang Xiaobao rubbed his sore butt that was numb from sitting. It was already eight o'clock when he arrived home. The room was deserted, with a black photo frame on the chest of drawers, his mother's smiling face, and the serious face in his memory. The faces slowly overlapped.

Mama Tang is a serious woman with meticulously combed hair and the corners of her mouth are always pulled down.He kept telling his son not to do this, but to do that. Tang Xiaobao was also obedient, what mother said and did, a typical mother.Even when a 30-year-old man is called Xiaobao by his mother, he feels at ease.

Tang's mother got stomach cancer and passed away. It was very painful when she left. She was reluctant to part with her little treasure, and Tang Xiaobao also cried and grabbed her mother's hand. On that day Xiaobao felt that the end of the world was coming, and his eyes narrowed from crying. The funeral was also organized with the help of distant relatives and neighbors. Tang Xiaobao didn't know anything. He was a mess and lost a lot of weight, which made people feel distressed.

He felt that he was the only one left in the world. Every day he cooked, ate, watched TV, and was in a daze. Sometimes Xiaobao would turn on the TV, and he would turn off the only sound source at home until the screen was full of snowflakes.Then he fell asleep alone.

Xiaobao remembered that when he had a son, it was already the first seven days of his mother. When the aunt in the country handed the child back to him, he hugged the child and looked at the fat boy. He hadn’t seen it for a while, and the baby couldn’t be found. Grandma, holding Dad's hand and crying, Xiaobao just remembered that he wanted to cook something for the child.

02

This is an old dormitory building. In the early years of the housing reform, many people in the factory bought the house. The price was favorable at that time. Compared with the current housing price, it is the price of cabbage.It is also close to the urban area, with convenient transportation, subways, underground stations, hospitals, schools, supermarkets, everything is available.So Zheng Bin's family never moved, although they also bought a new house, which is a luxury residential area with newly built buildings. Zheng Bin's father wanted to leave the house for his son to get married, so it has been empty and no decoration has been done.Zheng Bin returned to China, Zheng's father warmed a pot of good wine, and drank a pot with his son whom he hadn't seen for several years.The wine is old rice wine, Zheng's father is originally from Wuxi, he likes this taste, but Zheng Bin has drank foreign wine for several years, and he is not used to the compound aroma.

Zheng Bin's mother went to France when Zheng Bin was very young. At that time, she went to work with her sisters. The money she earned was several times higher than that in China, and she sent a large amount of money every year. Zheng's mother stayed abroad all the time. Dad Zheng didn't object either, and has been working in the factory, planning to retire after a few more years of work.

After Zheng Bin went abroad, he visited his mother, but not in France. He went to Switzerland. His mother went skiing with her new boyfriend’s family. She had a good life. In a big manor, her boyfriend is a A well-educated and charming middle-aged uncle, about the same age as his father. After Zheng Bin returned to China, Zheng’s mother called from overseas, saying that he could immigrate to France if he had a chance. His boyfriend is willing to help with the immigration procedures, but he needs his father’s cooperation. , because the mother can only marry her employer when she gets French status, provided that the mother must divorce the father first.

When Father Zheng found out, he only said one sentence: Divorce can only be handled if you come back in person.Zheng Bin didn't care about what else to explain later. Zheng Bin couldn't say anything about Zheng's mother. , the money sent by his mother every year, as well as toys and clothes from abroad, gave Zheng Bin a sense of superiority among children of the same age.Now mothers also have the right to choose their own life.Zheng Bin knew that he had no right to object.I can only drink a glass of wine with my father.

The father and father talked a lot, Zheng's father was always reticent, but there were a lot of things recently, about mother's affairs, and some depressions in these years, it was inevitable to talk about it, and when the son grew up, he could understand his father.He also told about the visit of Tang's mother downstairs.

"Tang Xiaobao? Is that the kid whose mother is long and whose mother is short?" Zheng Bin asked.

"He's three years older than you. He said he's a kid, and his son is three years old." Father Zheng took a sip of his wine, "When will you bring a girlfriend back to show me?"

"Hey, let's talk about this again. Didn't we just break up?" Zheng Bin lowered his head and took a sip of his wine, squinting his beautiful red phoenix eyes. When Daniel heard that Zheng Bin was going back to China for development, he tried several times to persuade him to stay but failed, so he had to propose a breakup. .Zheng Bin has nothing to be reluctant about. After all, Daniel is a man. If Dad Zheng knows that his son has found a foreign daughter-in-law and is a man, the consequences will be disastrous. It’s so good to give up, so we can only break up.” After finishing speaking, he shrugged regretfully.

Father Zheng sighed, feeling a little guilty. He was old, and it was a blessing to have such a son by his side.If he knew that his son was looking for a male daughter-in-law abroad, how could he still feel guilty, he would have already copied the guy and fucked him.

"Then Tang Xiaobao got divorced two years ago. His ex-wife seemed to be at odds with his mother. After giving birth to a son, they divorced. I heard that the child's milk was still alive, so his ex-wife wanted to leave. It’s hard for him to live alone.” Father Zheng drank another small cup, smacked his lips, and tasted some side dishes, “You both knew each other when you were young, although he was three years older than you, I remember that time, you I even took him to play. In the future, if you have the conditions, you can help. He has a weak temper, which is pitiful. If only this was a girl doll. Sigh~" Father Zheng was a little drunk, shaking slightly Shaking his body, Zheng Bin simply helped his dad back to the room to rest. After wiping his face and feet, he walked into the sun alone, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.I haven't been back for three or four years, recalling those eccentric days abroad.In addition to working with the professor, he also took on a lot of private work, made a lot of money, had some investment, and accumulated some original capital after a few years.And it was only when I was abroad that I found out that I had an abnormal sexual orientation.When I was in China, I had a girlfriend who broke up not long after I went abroad, and I couldn't tell who brought it up first, until one day the girlfriend said that she was engaged, and she didn't contact me again.But he was pursued by a beautiful French boy from the same school, a bold and passionate young man who insisted on speaking his love language, but he didn't reject it, and finally started dating with the attitude of trying it out.The atmosphere in foreign countries should be more open. This exotic romantic atmosphere just neutralized his boring and monotonous experimental life.

There was a faint humming in my ears, like Yue opera, but I couldn't hear it specifically, it was from downstairs, Tang Xiaobao?Such a name came to mind.I still remember that Mama Tang loves to listen to Yue opera. She is a loyal fan of Yuan Xuefen, a famous Yue opera student, and she can sing a few lines along with her.What is Tang Xiaobao like now?

The Tang Xiaobao in my memory is thin, gentle, fair, and not talkative, because every time I speak, I can’t do without my mother. She is always teased by classmates and friends, and she will always be a mother. Now that she even has a son, what will he be? Sample?Go see him when you have time.

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