"She got up at 3 a.m. every day and rode her tricycle 4 miles to the city. By the time she got there it was already 5 a.m. She said she had to get ahead of all her competitors every day to get the most valuable scraps."
Lu Qingxuan didn't dare to speak.
In her worldview, picking up trash is a shameful thing.
If it were someone else, they would definitely treat their mother's trash picking up as underwear and never let others see it.
But no matter what, she was very happy when Chen Ya told her these things, because she felt that he was treating her as a close friend.
"Later, I made a lot of money by some means. I thought our family had some spare cash. She took us to eat at Wallace's once a week. Do you know Wallace's?"
Lu Qingxuan hesitated and said, "A kind of... fast food restaurant?"
"Yes, three burgers for 10 yuan," Chen Ya said. "I thought she used the money, but later I found out that she saved all my earnings and worked 12 hours a day. She was so insecure."
At this point, Chen Ya paused and continued, "So at that time, I decided not to study anymore. I would just be a burden staying at home. I wanted to earn enough money so that she would never have to feel that she didn't have enough money again."
“…”
Lu Qingxuan looked at him silently, feeling that Chen Ya was particularly serious today, more serious than at any other time.
"You hadn't even graduated from junior high school at that time. How did you make money? Did you work outside?" Lu Qingxuan asked.
"No," Chen Ya said casually, "I wrote a few books and earned some royalties."
"Really? What book? Did you write it when you were in junior high school? Why haven't I heard of it?" Lu Qingxuan became interested as soon as she heard it, and her curiosity was aroused to the maximum.
Chen Ya smiled and simply said, "I wrote it under a pen name."
"Junior high school students can earn royalties by writing books. Are you a child prodigy?" Lu Qingxuan said, "Oh, yes, you are very talented. You must be a good writer. What book is it? Can you tell me the title? I might have read it before."
"How do you know I'm talented?"
Lu Qingxuan stopped talking.
Chen Ya is Bai Yujing, the author of the 520th issue of "Weiming" magazine. She certainly knows that he is a literary genius.
But she didn't want him to know that she had checked him out secretly.
After thinking for a while, she changed the subject and asked, "I remember that your father later came to the capital and married into Aunt Lu Ruixiang's family, right?"
"Um."
Chen Ya didn't seem to want to talk about Chen Sheng.
"They have been married for... more than 20 years. Doesn't that mean he left when you were seven or eight?" Lu Qingxuan was a little surprised.
"right."
Chen Ya spoke only one word. The simple note lingered in the air, solidified into an unchanging attitude.
After a long while, he continued, "So, I haven't forgiven him yet."
This is a topic that cannot be touched upon.
Lu Qingxuan didn't dare to respond.
She now understands why Chen Sheng left his hometown and abandoned his wife and children - of course, this does not mean that she agrees with this behavior -
At least after listening to Chen Ya's experience, she felt the gap between the rich and the poor firsthand. Chen Ya's casual words made her realize that there was a completely different world, at least she had never known that there were people living such a life before.
On one side is the Lu family's wealth and glory, and on the other side is living a hard life in the mountains. No one would choose the latter.
She could understand Chen Ya's inability to forgive Chen Sheng. No one would forgive someone for abandoning their entire family in such a place, forcing them to live such a miserable life, while they themselves went off to enjoy a carefree life.
Now she really wanted to know why Chen Ya did not forgive Chen Sheng, but returned to the Lu family into which his father married - what on earth did he want to do?
If he wanted reconciliation, why did he say he would not forgive? If he wanted revenge, what form would it take?
Once this question came to my mind, it was like a flood that could not be stopped.
After finally suppressing her doubts, Lu Qingxuan considered her words and said seriously:
"Your mother worked very hard, but she was also very great."
"We're here." Chen Ya stepped on the brakes to slow down. The speed of the scenery outside the car window slowed down and finally froze completely.
Lu Qingxuan loosened her seat belt with a hint of regret.
The two got out of the car and pushed open the door. The cool north wind blew in their faces, and before them was the suburbs of Beijing, the magnificent Heyang Plain.
To the north is the majestic city of Shengjing, with a wide road stretching across the entire plain; to the south is a field covered with withered and yellow grass, with ridges like dividing lines on a piece of letter paper.
Chen Ya stepped on the ridge of the field, stamped the frozen earth a few times, exhaled a puff of white air, and said, "Doesn't that mean we have to wait until dark?"
"Right." Lu Qingxuan closed the car door and used the key to open the trunk, which contained two large boxes of fireworks. "I've asked my brother to stay at Mingyue Tower. He'll give us real-time feedback on our fireworks display. Can you come and help?"
Chen Ya walked over and took the box from her hand, which was still a little heavy. Together they placed the fireworks on the field.
"But it's getting dark."
"Yes. It gets dark very quickly at this time of year."
The two of them were having a meaningless conversation. Lu Qingxuan looked up at the gray sky. She wanted to talk more about Chen Ya's past, but she didn't know how to start.
For example, what book did he write, what happened after junior high school, how did he grow up to be who he is now, how did he enter Jiang Lizhi, and is Hualaishi delicious?
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