kinda straight me

After leaving the door, Wu Jing'an swept over, "The show was well done! You, Jiang Lu, are at a loss today for shedding tears over a few buns."

Jiang Lu didn't take it seriously, "What's the loss, I've made a profit, I have an extra mother, and I will be a child who will be loved by someone in the future."

Wu Jingan smiled, "Okay, one day my mother can't move anymore, let's take care of her for a year!"

Jiang Lu approached, blinking his big eyes ambiguously, "Can't we serve together?"

"roll!"

After sending Jiang Lu away, Wu Jing'an waited for four or five more days before returning.

Before leaving, Zhang Shu hid in the hut and talked with her son for a long time.

"I think Xiaolu is a good kid, and he is also interested in you. Don't be too airy, and get along well with others."

"Friends, I didn't say that you are not friends. It is rare for friends to become husband and wife after being together for a long time. You and Xiaolu have been friends for so many years. We know each other well, so it is easier to develop."

"Don't think mom is too wordy. You said that you are looking at thirty, and your relationship is still not settled. Isn't mom worried! Ren Xiaolu is very good, so why run all the way, it's okay son , Mom has eaten more salt than you have eaten rice, listen to mom, yes, ah!"

"You said Xiaolu is no good, his mother died early, you don't even have a mother-in-law, so worry-free, you can't find it with a lantern, you are still picky, if you are picky, you will be a bachelor for the rest of your life!"

The door opened with a bang and closed with a bang, and the old lady left angrily.

Wu Jingan fell on the bed with a headache and was bombarded by his mother's fatigue for more than an hour, he was about to go berserk.

Is this person obsessed with old age? No matter how he explains it's friends, friends, jokes, jokes, his mother just goes in one ear and out the other.

No, it is estimated that both ears were thrown into the bedroom, and only the mouth was brought.

When leaving, Uncle Fang insisted on sending him to City C, the train was still early, so the two ordered some food at the nearby Shaxian Snack Restaurant.

Uncle Fang bought two cans of cold beer at the supermarket opposite, opened one and handed it to him.

Wu Jing'an took it and took a drink, but didn't dare to say thank you, for fear that the old man would feel bad after hearing it.

After eating for a while, Uncle Fang said to him with a smile, "Anzi, don't think your mother is wordy, she is doing it for your own good."

"I know."

"Xiaolu kid----"

What Wu Jingan was afraid of would come, first it was his mother, and now it would be Uncle Fang.

"Uncle Fang, what a friend, you all misunderstood."

Uncle Fang was taken aback for a moment, then nodded with a smile, "I've been dizzy from your mother's nagging these days, haha...don't worry, I mean Xiaolu is a nice kid, but we don't I will really force you to do something. Anzi, I have been with your mother for nine years, and you come here twice a year. We are half father and son, and I can see that you have something on your mind when you come this time."

Wu Jingan paused the hand holding the chopsticks, and slowly raised his eyes to look at Uncle Fang.

The old man still had a smiling expression on his face, easy-going and kind.

"In the past, you never stared at the flowers and plants in the yard in a daze, nor did you get up in the middle of the night to smoke a lot of cigarettes."

Wu Jing'an didn't remember whether he really did this, or maybe he was wandering and depressed at that time, only remembering those injuries and pains, but he couldn't remember the actions to relieve boredom.

Uncle Fang did his best to notice it.

"Uncle Fang, I..."

Uncle Fang nodded, "It's okay, An Zi, when you are young, everyone will be troubled. If it's emotional, your mother and I really can't help you. The reason why she is urging you and Xiaolu is because she is afraid of you. In the future, I will grow old alone. Anzi, you... It is not easy to find a partner. After so many years, you have suffered a lot of injuries! Anzi, as long as my mother and I live together, this will always be your home. Come back to live when you are sad. Maybe Uncle Fang can’t help you out, but at least he can make you a bowl of hot noodle soup. Isn’t this the meaning of home! When you are tired, come back, don’t hold back, remember, this It's your home, your mother and I are not outsiders."

Wu Jingan couldn't eat anymore, the food was stuck in his throat, making him uncomfortable.He stood up, "Uncle Fang, I'll go out for a while."

After going out the door, he took a few quick steps, turned to the entrance of the nearest alley, leaned against the wall, and covered his forehead with his hand, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Something, dripping from the palm.

How many days, has anyone asked him how painful it is

The pain almost tore his heart apart, but he couldn't tell anyone.

His love is disgraceful, his love is too ridiculous, even being called love is a joke.

So the wound can only be hidden under the clothes, and the pain can only be hidden in the body.

He thought he was covering it up very well, but still, he was seen through by an old man who only saw him twice a year.

The old man was not his biological father, but he would watch him carefully when he was in a daze and smoking, and concluded that he was injured.

how painful

Can he say that it hurts so much, it hurts so much that he wants to kill that bastard Xu Hui with a knife.

Uncle Fang said that he felt uncomfortable, so he came back to live and make a bowl of hot noodle soup that you like. Don't hold back, this will always be your home, your mother and I are not outsiders.

It turned out that he still had a home, a place where he could play tricks and cry bitterly.

He should laugh, should be grateful, shouldn't he, but why are the tears flowing more and more fiercely.

The unstoppable fragility is revealed from the body bit by bit like peeling off the cocoon.

This time, he let it out.

Before boarding the train, he turned around and solemnly said to Uncle Fang:

"Thank you, Dad."

He called this word very heavily.

With a deep bow, he expressed his gratitude from the bottom of his heart.

This old man was not his father, but he was better than the father who gave birth to him and raised him but could only regard him as a cancer.

This old man is worthy of his title.

Uncle Fang accepted the claim blankly, and his eyes gradually got wet.

The train drove far away, and Wu Jingan looked at the old man who was gradually receding outside the window, and seemed to be still waving at him, as if there was still an unchanging smile on the corner of his mouth.

Tired, tired, hurt, come back! This is his home.

10 minutes after getting off the train and transferring to the bus, I borrowed a sentence from the travel brochure, "Back to my sweet home."

Wu Jingan threw down his luggage, rushed into the bathroom, took a comfortable shower, turned on the air conditioner, and fell asleep soundly.

As the saying goes, a golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own kennel. Lying in a familiar place, smelling the smell of home, it only takes a few minutes to fall asleep.

There were two days left in the holiday, and taking advantage of these two days, he was as diligent as ever and did a big cleaning.

All the winter clothes were taken out to bask in the sun, the floor was mopped three times inside and out, the sheets were covered with curtains and thrown into the washing machine, and no dust could be found in any corner.

After doing all this, people are completely exhausted.

I didn't eat lunch, and I was hungry until the afternoon, so I didn't have the strength, so I crawled to the food court next door to find a bowl of ramen.

Then I went to the supermarket, thinking about buying something and going to the dumb uncle's house at night.

While wandering around the fruit section, Xiao Zhang, a tallyman with a familiar face, jokingly said that the durians here are good today, do you want to smell them?

Wu Jingan ignored his teasing, looked at the ripe durian covered with thorns, and turned away with the shopping cart.

So what if you like it, but you don't have to weigh your wallet, and you can only end up disgusting in the end.

After buying some vegetables and daily necessities, he left the supermarket, and the music of the video game city opposite was playing loudly. After thinking about it, he turned in and played for a while.

Shooting basketball crazily, he was so hot that he was sweating profusely, but he could only pass the first pass, and he couldn't reach the 150 points in the second pass.

When shooting, he imagined that those disgusting Bala bugs on the big screen in front of him all had the faces of the rich second generation, so he watched them being blown up one by one with fierce eyes, blood spattering from the brain and intestines.

happy!

After playing for almost an hour before going back, Wu Jingan looked at the boxes of peeled durian meat hanging on the doorknob in surprise when he walked to the door of the house.

Damn, this, who is so enthusiastic, the durian is giving away!

Then look at the doorknob next door, no, there is no one, this is obviously not a distribution, okay!

Wu Jing'an approached the plastic bag, sniffed hard, and inhaled the smell into his stomach, it was so fragrant!

Then he took out his mobile phone and called Jiang Lu.

"You came to my house?"

There was the sound of frantically pressing the keyboard on the other end of the phone, "What? Honey, do you miss me?"

Wu Jingan was even more puzzled, "Haven't you been here?"

"Where? Your house? I'm so busy today. I haven't left my chair since I came in the morning, and I haven't bothered to eat lunch now! I won't go to your place today, boy, I will miss me tomorrow ah!"

Wu Jingan glanced at the full amount of durian meat in the plastic bag, hey, it would take at least two large durians to peel out that much meat.

"No, there is a bag of durian hanging on my door, I thought it was you."

"Hey, what's your fate? Why didn't I do such a good thing, so why are you talking nonsense, hurry up, take the house and eat it!"

Wu Jingan thought for a while, but it wasn't right, "I don't know who put it there, I guess I went to the wrong door, so I can't just take it away. What if someone comes back to look for it?"

"You don't care! It's unlucky for him to find the wrong door. Who told him not to have eyes, so I told you to take the house and eat it quickly, destroying the corpse and destroying the traces. Isn't it good for you!"

"It's too wicked, okay, I'll figure it out!"

After hanging up the phone, Wu Jingan began to feel anxious again.

You say you have to pretend you didn't see it, and keep putting it here, maybe someone will take it away, well, even if everyone in this community is civilized, what will it do if you let it go all afternoon on this hot day!

Take the house?I am also afraid that people will not be able to figure out the door when they come back, or they will meet someone who is unreasonable and scold him for being greedy for petty gains.

Damn, the food is only for viewing but not for eating at present, what is this called!

With complicated emotions, Wu Jingan reluctantly looked away from the bag of durians.

After entering the house, whether he was sitting or standing, he was always concerned about the bag of delicious food outside the door, and listened to the movement in the corridor with his ears up.

Someone went upstairs, md actually stopped on his floor.

Are you going to lead the sheep?No, pull durian.

Wu Jingan opened the door and looked out through the peephole.

Footsteps sounded again, and the man went upstairs.

Wu Jingan opened the door in a panic, and seeing the bag of durians hanging there obediently, his heart was instantly relieved.

An hour later, Uncle Xu from the fifth floor knocked on his door, "I said, Xiao Wu, you are really careless, why did you forget such an expensive thing outside the door, what a pity someone took it away! Hurry up and get it in the room, this smell will kill your Aunt Lin Xun!"

Wu Jing'an kept nodding his head, and took the bag of durians that he was thinking about with peace of mind.

But he didn't dare to eat it first, and waited for two hours. In the evening, he went all out, picked up the thing and rushed to the dumb uncle's house.

What are you afraid of, just come to find a loss, not just, not just, a few hundred yuan!Great I quit smoking this month!

When eating at Uncle Dumb's house, Uncle Zhang said that he would take Uncle Dumb to the beach to play, maybe half a month!Tell him not to come here for a while.

After hearing this, Wu Jing'an was full of jealousy and envy. Of course, there was no hatred.

Ever since he knew these two people, he was moved by this kind of show of affection that he felt all the time, which allowed him to keep walking on this road.Believe in a miracle.

The next day, Wu Jingan went to X University.

I remember that Jiang Lu once said that Zhang Qi was studying Chinese, and he found the Chinese Department with great difficulty, but was told that Zhang Qi had asked for a week's leave.

Wu Jingan had no choice but to go home. After tidying up in the afternoon, he got ready to be questioned and reviewed and got in the car back to work.

When he arrived at the dormitory, he was besieged by a room full of people who asked him what good things he had been doing during this period of time. The phone calls were not answered and he disappeared. Did he get into the thief's bed of some MM and couldn't bear to get off?

When he arrived in class, a group of people represented by Kong Xin, Da Gang, and Xiao Qiao gave him a good trial.

Unable to resist, Wu Jingan retreated to the corner of the wall and shrunk his arms, looking at the big guys with resentful eyes, "Let me spare my life, I won't dare next time, I won't dare."

Kong Xin put one hand on his shoulders, and the two brothers squatted together with him, "Let's hear it, you've been so obsessed with some fox spirit that you don't want to go back home, it's okay, the brothers will help you keep it a secret."

Da Gang rubbed his chin and laughed as wretchedly as possible, "Hey, it would be better to bring it to my brothers to see, don't just care about your own happiness, it's so boring to hide it! Isn't it?"

Wu Jingan shook his head and sighed again and again, "Oh, I just broke up in love and went out to heal my injuries. Don't you understand that I'm so thin? Everyone, please do me a favor and let me go!"

Xiao Qiao smacked her lips regretfully, "Look, how thin my Angkor has become, brothers, hurry up, and buy a few catties of bullwhip tomorrow to supplement it!"

Laughter abounds.

After finally escaping from the clutches of those inhumane guys, Wu Jingan leaned back on the chair in the duty room, lamenting that he made a bunch of bad friends.

After resting for 5 minutes, he resignedly took out his hard hat, put it on, and went to work in the workshop.

You still have to go to class; you still have to live.

If that bastard didn't find out about him for a day, he would have to wear a mask for another day.

Life without money is not the way it should be.

After the equipment started up, he returned to the duty room to fill in the records.

At the hour, Lin Jiajia prepared the sampling bottle and went out with the bucket.

The sliding door of the duty room was opened, and Lin Jiajia's voice sounded a little surprised.

"Xu Hui?"