old house bird thing

Xiangxiang will be a guest of her husband's family in the future, and her husband's family seems to never be impatient with these long and annoying gatherings. Almost every time Xiangxiang visits, the house is full of guests.

Ms. Fang didn't put on a cold face towards Xiangxiang like last time, but she welcomed Xiangxiang into the living room with a sweet smile, and served Xiangxiang with tea and cigarettes very thoughtfully and politely. Xiangxiang was flattered, which can be seen from the slightly jealous eyes and greetings of many men present.

Most of the guests who came and went were Mr. Fang's friends or juniors who admired Mr. Fang, so they were all men, and Ms. Fang just became a little bit of red among the green, which was different from ordinary families who treated the girls at home as priceless treasures. The Fang family hoped that the world would admire the beauty of the flowers at home.

Miss Fang is wearing a long light blue dress today, with short ear-length hair hanging down, wrapping around her round face, she looks pure and lovely. On the chin, it looks like a beauty in a Western oil painting.But she is not a vase of foil, on the contrary, she is always the most dazzling star among them. Such a beautiful woman who can speak well and has bright eyes and teeth can serve you a cup of fragrant tea or coffee in a leisurely afternoon, and chat with you with a smile. It's a beautiful thing, but men can't help but be fascinated by such an intelligent and talented woman, especially some husbands may have a wife married under an arranged marriage in a feudal family, who is neither educated nor beautiful, nor Feelings, in this situation, Miss Fang has naturally become the goddess in their hearts, which makes people miss and worry about it.

It's a pity, it's a pity that such a goddess of beauty has already become famous without them noticing, and her master is still such a vulgar layman.

Sitting next to Ms. Fang was a man in his thirties, with fair skin and gold-rimmed glasses. He looked refined and refined. The guests called him Mr. Su. A tabloid writer, because the articles he writes are too diverse, so you can call him a critic, a poet, and sometimes an artist, but although he has so many halos on his head, Xiangxiang But I have never heard of the name of this "celebrity". Maybe he is really famous, but Xiangxiang is too ignorant.

This Mr. Su is the one who is most saddened by Miss Fang's engagement. Although he is in his thirties, he is very romantic. When he first saw the young Miss Fang, he fell in love with her at first sight. Unhindered, I come and go to Mr. Fang's salon every day, even if I only see her from a distance and say a word, the love letter he wrote to Miss Fang can be stored in a basket, and even as long as Miss Fang nods, Mr. Su will be ready immediately. Divorced the yellow-faced lady at home to marry Ms. Fang, but although Ms. Fang talked with him about poetry, painting and eye contact every day, she was afraid of the pressure of her parents and was still just an "ordinary friend" relationship.

Mr. Su held a cup of tea, stared at the tea leaves in the tea bowl, and asked Xiangxiang unintentionally, "What kind of books does Mr. Du usually read?"

Xiangxiang wanted to answer—the tabloids of the Republic of China, but finally choked it up and changed it to: "I don't have any special hobbies, I just read some random books."

"Hahahaha." As soon as Xiangxiang finished speaking, the man surnamed Su laughed out loud, as if he had heard some very funny joke: "Read some random books? I really don't know that books are all random. read."

Xiangxiang couldn't help frowning: "Then I'd like to ask Mr. Su how not to read indiscriminately."

Su Musheng laughed and said: "That's funny. Mr. Du is a university graduate. After studying for so many years, is it for nothing? It's really funny to ask someone else to teach you."

Once such arrogant and rude words came out, Xiangxiang was really confused. How can we say that everyone is a dignified person in the society, and I am afraid that there are not enough good things to say when we are in a relationship. How can this gentleman be so thorny?

"According to you, people who can't read are ridiculous? People who ask others for advice are even more ridiculous, extremely ridiculous?" Xiangxiang's tone was already a little blunt.

"No, some people don't know how to read. Maybe it's because time, environment, and conditions don't allow it. Such people are not ridiculous. What are ridiculous are those who are ignorant and shameless, but they don't know that they are ignorant and shameless. That is the real ridiculousness." It's like a monkey on a tree that climbs a high branch and thinks it's as tall as the tree."

Having said that, he was deliberately asking for trouble, Xiangxiang tapped the coffee table with his fingers, and stood up from the sofa. Su Musheng seemed to feel that Xiangxiang had been provoked, so he stood up together as if facing a challenge, and the surrounding guests stopped Looking at the two of them while talking, a gentleman even comforted nervously: "Why are you standing up, sit down, sit down."

Ms. Fang looked at Xiangxiang and Su Musheng with some anxiety, a pair of worried eyes glanced back and forth between the two, and one hand was tightly clenched on her chest, as if frightened by the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two, she As if trying to smooth things over, he took a step forward and stood between Xiangxiang and Su Musheng: "Liang Yu, Mu Sheng, don't be like this..."

Her voice was gentle and soft, but she was full of apology, as if it was her fault for causing the two of them to behave like this, so she should take responsibility.

It wasn't until seeing Miss Fang's blushing cheeks and worried eyes that Xiangxiang realized what kind of situation he was in belatedly, what was it like? ?There are Gods.

Su Musheng took a deep look at Ms. Fang, how much pain and longing was contained in that look, it seemed that it was all for her sake, so she didn't bother to quarrel with people like He Xiangxiang, the adults sat back on the sofa in large numbers, and finally He also raised his chin provocatively towards Xiangxiang.Xiangxiang sat back on the sofa helplessly, crying tears of sympathy for his current situation.

On the surface, Miss Shangfang's actions to comfort the two of them are to make them get along well, but while chatting and laughing happily with Su Musheng, she shyly refills Xiangxiang's tea, asks tenderly, and walks back and forth between the two men. Looking at her smiling face and looking forward to Shenghui, Xiangxiang really wondered if she disliked the jealousy just now, so she deliberately stepped in to add fuel to the fire, so that the two men would fight for her.

It was a very tiring day. Xiangxiang took a car back to the small western-style building in Guangzhou. The weather was hot, so Xiangxiang went to the night market to buy some desserts and herbal tea. .

The master of the theater troupe standing at the door saw Xiangxiang, and bowed with joy on his face: "Isn't this Mr. Du? You haven't been here for a long time, please come in, please come in."

Accompanied by his dragging voice of "watching seats", Xiangxiang saw the man on the stage at the main entrance. It had been a long time since he saw him. For a while, there was no entertainment at night, and Xiangxiang often came here to listen to the opera. Sometimes the two met, and they would get together for a drink and talk to each other.

"Huh? It's you?" Dieyi took off her make-up and saw Xiangxiang in the special seat next to the backstage. He stood up and greeted him with a happy face: "Long time no see, you were busy a few days ago? How long have you not been here?" gone."

"I went to Shanghai on business a while ago, and you seem to be doing well. Boss Jiang's business is booming recently." Xiangxiang smiled and cupped his hands at him.

"TOEFL, TOEFL." Dieyi smiled back.

The current Dieyi looks very different from a few years ago. At that time, he was cautious in every move, as if he would scare someone, always timid, but now the whole person is full of new vitality, with a smile on his face. The joy of happiness.

"When I got married next year, I went to your residence to look for you, but you were never there." Dieyi looked at a busy little woman in the distance, and the smile on her face deepened.

"What! You're already married!" Xiangxiang was a little surprised when he heard the news. He raised his eyes and looked in the direction Dieyi was pointing at. It was an ordinary-looking woman with neatly combed hair and a docile drag.Son, the abdomen has a slight bulge.

Jiang Dieyi's face was slightly red, and he nodded quietly: "She is a girl in the troupe, she treats me very well, I told her about my past, and she doesn't care, now it's been 5 months body."

"That...that's really congratulations to you." Xiangxiang said earnestly.

"Thank you very much for being so blessed now, if you hadn't helped me so much, I don't know where I am now?" Dieyi said shyly.

"No, you earned today by yourself." Xiangxiang was silent for a long time, and finally asked the question after holding back for a long time: "I didn't expect you to marry a woman, I thought..."

"Hehe, you thought I would always think about that person in the past?" Dieyi didn't mind Xiangxiang's problem, but smiled frankly, and said, "I used to think that I would be like this all my life, but who would have expected that?" What? Two people live together, men and women are the same." Then he paused and said, "Actually, it's better to be a woman. Only when I'm with a woman can I live like a person, like a man. Now I feel that, fortunately, at that time The man threw me out."

Seeing the look in Dieyi's eyes, Xiangxiang felt empty. He thought of himself. He had already made an appointment with a woman. After getting married, would he be as satisfied and happy as Dieyi? Woolen cloth?