When Old Lady Sun came over with a basket of vegetables, Hu Guiyuan was unloading rice for a small supermarket. Each bag weighed 20 kilograms. He could carry three bags at a time and probably earn a few dozen yuan a day.
Seeing Old Lady Sun waving at him with a basket of vegetables, he hurried over and said, "Grandma Sun, are you out buying some vegetables?"
Hu Guiyuan greeted Old Lady Sun and wiped the sweat from his head with the towel around his neck.
"Hey, Xiao Yuan'er, let me tell you, your father is back. He may not know that your tenant has moved out, but I saw he brought a roll of bedding, so it looks like he's going to stay. Be careful when you go home. Hide your money and books well, and don't let him touch them again."
Old Mrs. Sun gave him instructions for a long time. Seeing that he must have really listened to her words, she happily carried her basket and went to the vegetable market.
Da Liu, who was working with Hu Guiyuan to deliver goods to various supermarkets, asked him with some concern: "Xiao Yuan'er, are you okay? Do you want me to find some brothers to accompany you?"
Hu Guiyuan chuckled: "It's okay, Brother Liu, don't worry."
Liu: "Okay, if you have anything to say, just tell me!"
It was past nine o'clock in the evening, and after Hu Guiyuan had delivered his share of goods for the day, he dragged his tired body home as usual.
Outside the gate, Hu Yitong was annoyed and hungry. Why hadn't this family returned yet? Were they planning to take over his house and not pay him rent? No way! If they didn't return, he'd climb over the wall.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a tall and thin young man approaching. The man ignored him and just kicked the luggage roll that was in the way to the side. Then he took the key to open the lock on the door, went in, and was about to close the door.
Hu Yitong quickly stopped him with his body: "Hey, wait, you...you are Xiao Yuan? You're...already this big."
For the first time in these absurd years, he felt a trace of guilt from the bottom of his heart. He suddenly thought of last summer when the construction site and the police station found him and said that his son had fallen and was unconscious. When he heard the news, he quickly called Lao Pu to rush to the construction site together. After arriving at the place, his son's co-workers said that the person had been sent to the hospital.
Lao Pu said that he should help his son pack some clothes so that the child could change them in the hospital. He thought about it and followed the worker to his son's bunk to pack.
Finally, Lao Pu opened the suitcase his son had placed under the bed and found a thick envelope with 5,000 yuan in it.
How did things develop into that?
Lao Pu said that the child was seriously injured and it must cost a lot of money. If the contractor refused to compensate, they would have to pay for it themselves. But the co-worker said that his son Xiao Yuan was admitted to university, so the money should be saved for his studies. If he spent it on medical treatment, he would not be able to pay the tuition.
He thought, since he's been lucky lately, why not use this money as capital and try to win more. By then, he'll have enough money for his child's schooling and medical care. If there's any extra money left, he, as a father, can also show his appreciation before his child starts school...
Obviously, he had good luck those two days, so why...
He still can't figure out what happened. At the beginning, he did win. Really, his son's five thousand turned into eight thousand before 12 o'clock that night.
But by the next morning, he had lost all the eight thousand and even owed his poker friends nine hundred and sixty.
He was too embarrassed to see his son.
?
Hu Guiyuan looked at him expressionlessly, and this time he recognized him!
Hu Yitong had no idea what he was thinking at the moment. If he knew, he would definitely cry out in injustice: "Your hair must have not been cut for six months at that time? You can't even see your eyes or nose." He and Lao Pu still think that the man at that time must be a lunatic. Who would have thought it was their own son?
Hu Yitong was afraid that he would lock himself out, so he picked up the luggage at his feet and squeezed in through the crack of the door: "Xiao Yuan, I... I..."
Hu Guiyuan ignored him and told him to go in if he wanted to. He had no right to stop him from returning to his own home. But if he still wanted to act like an elder to him, he was making a wrong calculation.
Xiao Yuan ignored him, but let him in and didn't say anything bad to him or ask him to settle the past score. Hu Yitong felt ashamed and content. He saw that his son didn't want to pay attention to him, so he didn't make things uncomfortable. He carried his luggage back to the house where he used to live and didn't come out again all night.
The next morning, Xiao Yuan locked his room and put all important things such as change, passbook, bank card, ID card, etc. into his shoulder bag. He no longer had any expectations about his father's humanity.
Lin Yi came at this time.
The timing was not really good, as many things had reached a point where they were beyond redemption, but it was not too bad either. Hu Guiyuan had not lost his passion for life, and had not yet degenerated into a compulsive gambler.
It's just that the Hu family lives such a dirty life.
It was destined to be another busy day that would likely accomplish nothing in return for the mission...
When Hu Guiyuan got home from his night shift, everything was clean, even his locked room. From the glass windows, curtains, sheets and other bedding to the floor, his smelly sneakers, dirty clothes and dirty socks, everything was spotless and exuded the unique fragrance of laundry detergent and sunshine.
But for some reason the lock on the door was still intact, and no one knew how the man got in.
Lin Yi: Opening a mechanical lock is no big deal.
The kitchen was no longer empty, and the food left for him was still warm in the pot. Lin Yi told him to wash his hands and go eat, but he ignored him and didn't even touch the food. He just took a shower and went to bed.
On the second day, the third day,..., the seventieth, eighth, ninth and tenth days, Hu Guiyuan refused to communicate.
On the eleventh day, when he returned home, he paused, because the yard was dim, no lights were on in the room, and the kitchen chimney no longer emitted a thin stream of smoke.
Sure enough, a dog will always eat shit. After just a dozen days, he couldn't hold on any longer and went out to fool around again.
He didn't know whether he felt relieved or completely disappointed and had closed his heart. In short, it was a bit complicated.
I tossed and turned until midnight, and finally couldn't help it. I got up quietly and walked to the room where my parents lived. After hesitating for a long time, I gently pushed open the door.
A cold room~
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