Eat and heal

They were bickering next to each other, and Meng Lan was the only one who was seriously watching the fourth issue.

He is now used to observing his own performance from the show, and also to study other people's performance on the show, and then analyze and summarize the advantages and disadvantages of each time, in order to improve next time.

The guest of the fourth issue is Chu Qian, a radio anchor who is over fifty years old.

Chu Qian's voice is very sweet, like a gentle Jiangnan woman, she is not from a major, she was an actress in an art troupe in her early years, but later the art troupe disbanded and she lost her job.The husband originally wanted her to be a husband and son at home, but Chu Qian was not content to just be a housewife, so she started to find another way out.

In the first year of her son's first year of junior high school, on a summer Friday, it was raining heavily, and she took a taxi to pick her son up from school.In the car, the driver listened intently to a song-order program on a certain radio channel, and commented a few words from time to time.When it came time for the audience to call, the driver listened very carefully. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't make calls on the road, he would really like to make a call.

Chu Qian found it interesting, so she asked him why he liked to listen to the radio and wanted to call the hotline.

"I want to talk to that female anchor! You can hear how sweet her voice is! You'll feel happy chatting a few words together!" The driver was cheerful, and commented a few words, saying that although the female anchor had a nice voice, the quality of the show was not good; A female anchor on another channel is a late-night emotional counseling program. She is especially good at communicating with the audience, and her voice is also very gentle. Many drivers encounter problems in their lives. When they have no work at night, they listen to the radio. Sometimes Also call the radio hotline and talk about it.

Chu Qian took this matter to heart, and later went to find out about radio anchors. She held a radio every day, listened to different programs on different channels, learned how to make programs, and how to grasp the emotions of the anchor. Communicate with the audience, communicate with the person on the other side of the hotline.

After studying like this for two months, she heard from a friend that a late-night radio program on a local radio station lacked anchors and was recruiting people, so she hurriedly sorted out her own information, tried to contact the radio station, and wanted to go for an interview .

In the show, three people were processing ingredients around the dining table, and they had a clear division of labor—Meng Lan peeled shrimp, Zhou Ge peeled quail eggs, and Chu Qian peeled pistachios.The most troublesome one was handed over to Meng Lang, and the easiest one was handed over to Zhou Ge. Chu Qian would slowly talk about her past while peeling the pistachios. The crackling sound in her hand was very regular, accompanied by her gentle and sweet voice , making the tedious process in the hands of the three of them not boring at all.

"Did the family know when Aunt Chu went to the interview?" Meng Lan was curious.

"I didn't know at first, they thought I had retired early." Chu Qian said this with a little pride, "My husband sees me listening to the radio every day, and thinks I'm learning from the old men and women in the community. My new hobby. Later, he found the notes I made while listening to the radio, and he saw, no, this is a big deal!”

She has a soft voice, and she is quite playful when she talks about "doing big things". She has a delicate face with a slight smile. There are only a few fine lines at the end of her eyes on her face, and her skin is white and rosy, which is enviable.

"He and my parents-in-law discussed in private behind my back what I was going to do, and even recruited my son as a comrade-in-arms. One weekend, the family surrounded me and held a meeting."

Zhou Ge and Meng Lan laughed together: "Are you still in the meeting?"

"No, it's very formal." Chu Qian put a handful of pistachios into a glass bowl, then grabbed a pile of peanuts next to her, and began to peel them. One after another asked me what I wanted to do, and urged my son to persuade me to do housework at home. That sugar-coated cannonball bombed me, and I almost fainted. This one praised me for being gentle and virtuous, and the other praised my mother’s selfless love. Let me add another sentence Love me and thank me, yo, sweet mouth."

Zhou Ge and Meng Lan laughed together, and they could tell that Chu Qian's family was very kind to her.

"All against it? Can't you?" Zhou Ge questioned.

"That's not true." Chu Qian pursed her lips and smiled, like a spring breeze blowing on her face, her smile melted her heart, "My son supports me. He said that my mother must have a career, and if she always stays at home, she will get sick. My husband and my in-laws support my work."

"Your son is really sensible." Peeling quail eggs is not difficult at all, but in his hands, it's not as fast as Chu Qian peeling the shell and skin.Fortunately, there was Meng Lan who took more work beside him, so he felt a little more balanced.

"I went to the interview, and I saw that the other interviewees were young girls and boys, all of them younger than me. My heart is beating, and the pressure is so great." Chu Qian said, and made a gesture of covering her chest.Originally, she did these contrived movements gently and slowly, but she was not pretentious at all. Instead, it brought out the cuteness of a happy little woman, "After the interview, my family heard that I defeated so many people. You are so young, you are so happy, you want to celebrate for me."

Zhou Ge imitated her soft tone, added modal particles, blinked and said: "It's for celebration, Aunt Chu is amazing."

Meng Lan didn't hold back, and the shrimp in her hand fell back into the water.He laughed uncontrollably at first, but felt that this seemed impolite, and wanted to hold back his lips, but it was too late, so he looked at Zhou Ge, and said helplessly, "Brother Zhou! Speak well!"

"Why didn't I speak properly?" Zhou Ge looked at him solemnly and softly, and taught him, "Young man, speak softly."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't hold back the laughter, and lay on the dining table with his shoulders shaking.

Meng Lan looked at Chu Qian as if asking for help: "Aunt Chu! Look at Brother Zhou, how can he bully me as a senior?"

Zhou Ge raised his face and made fun of him: "Didn't you say 'what' at the end? What kind of coquettish are you with Aunt Chu?"

Meng Lan: "..."

He became angry from embarrassment: "How can I act like a baby!!!"

Aunt Chu watched the two of them bicker like children, with a helpless and doting smile on her face.

Zhou Ge compromised: "Okay, okay, you are not acting like a baby, hurry up and work, can you eat on time today?"

Meng Lan was so angry that he refused to say a word, and concentrated on handling the shrimp in her hand.

Zhou Ge continued to chat with Chu Qian, and the quail eggs were almost finished peeling.

Chu Qian rested at home for a few years. Although taking care of her family is also very happy, she still feels that she should start a career, so that her life will not be limited to a small family, and the route of travel will not be just two points and one line .She likes to meet new things and new people. Being a radio anchor can not only give full play to her expertise as an actor in an art troupe, but also listen to the life of different people. She likes it very much.

Because she is doing a late-night show, the family is very worried. Her husband will pick her up to and from get off work, and occasionally her parents-in-law will pick her up when she is not free.Running back and forth like this made the family very tired, and she couldn't rest well, but there were no anchor positions available at other times for the time being, so she could only grit her teeth and persevere.After a long time, I feel that late-night shows are also very good.

"In the dead of night, it's easier for everyone to speak their minds. I receive one or two calls from listeners every day, and they all tell different stories." Chu Qian wiped her hands after peeling the nuts, and sat there talking He said, "There are actually not many listeners on the late-night radio station. Most of them are taxi drivers. They can't go home because they have to work. When they are resting, they call and chat with me. I have heard many stories, some sad, Some are desperate, some are helpless, some are ignorant and reckless, they say a lot of sad things, their parents are short-tempered, love and hatred, in fact, most of them are very trivial things."

She paused, and then said: "Sometimes I feel that I am very hard, but after hearing too many of their stories, who is not suffering? Who would not want to be glamorous and decent in front of others, but only when people are alone in the dead of night, do they know that they are not suffering?" How sick you are in your heart... To tell you the truth, most of the people who call are sick in their hearts, but probably we are all used to enduring, hiding, holding back, and suffering, and none of us know that we are sick. I just feel that I can bear it, cry and cry, endure it, and it will pass.”

She sighed leisurely, her eyes flicked from Meng Lan, who was listening quietly after peeling the shrimp, and fell on Zhou Ge, who was staring at her in a daze—he quickly recovered, but his face suddenly paled for a moment, although his face did not fade. In the lens, but in her eyes.

As if aware of something, she lowered her voice and said slowly in her sweet and gentle voice: "Some people are stronger than I think, but some people are much weaker than I think. I hope everyone Everyone can be happy and everything goes well, but who can really have everything go well?"

Meng Lan hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you feel uncomfortable after listening too much? Are you under any pressure?"

"Yes." Chu Qian nodded, not shying away from this topic, "Sometimes I listen to the stories told by the audience, and I feel so uncomfortable that I can't sleep all night. My husband took me to see a psychiatrist. In fact, I have nothing, just The mind is too sensitive. But I think it’s much better to talk to a psychiatrist. I think those who come to talk to me also need someone to talk to them. They are afraid to find acquaintances. I am a stranger and I am willing to listen. Listen."

Meng Lan still didn't understand: "Why don't you tell your relatives and friends? When you are unhappy or in pain, don't you need support from those close to you?"

Chu Qian looked at him lovingly, and was not annoyed by his speech, he was just a lucky one who didn't understand what pain was, he just didn't understand.

She said: "Xiao Meng is really a lucky person, he must be loved by many people, right?"

Chu Qian thought for a while, and patiently explained to him: "Sometimes your pain is insignificant in the eyes of others; sometimes, they can't bear it; sometimes no one listens; sometimes you know It will only make others suffer together; sometimes it is impossible to speak out... In fact, those who can really find support rarely choose to talk to strangers."

Zhou Ge, who had been listening silently, suddenly said at this moment: "Sometimes, you are the support of others. You can't let anyone see your fragility, pain and failure."

Meng Lan turned her eyes to him, but saw a trace of coldness on his plain face——Zhou Ge's eyes were very calm, but when he looked deeply, he seemed to be able to see the dark room without a trace of light. In the thick quilt, as if to sleep forever.

Zhou Ge said: "Sometimes, you don't say anything because you have nothing to say."

At that moment, Meng Lan wanted to ask: Are you also such a person?You have no one to sue, nothing to say?

The author has something to say:

Thank you for the 9 mines dropped by the little angel RICE, love you so much!

This episode is mainly about talking.

This topic is actually a question that I have been thinking about for a long time. It is a topic that combines the paradox of strength and fragility. It can be considered as a discussion with you through the mouths of the three.

Nowadays, people are generally too stubborn, and they rarely talk to people, especially acquaintances, including myself.

I don't know what kind of situation you belong to?

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