Chapter 36 Thirty-six Years Ago
Song Fenglin's perfect plan only stayed in his mind for one night, and cracks appeared the next day.
He met his college classmate Zhao Yan, who also worked in Ningjiang, after a long absence and was entrusted with an important task.
Zhao Yan is in middle age and has faced the biggest crisis in his beautiful life with elderly parents and young children. That is, the second child is only a few months old, but the main people who take care of the child are "killed".
So much so that Song Fenglin, who originally went to visit the elderly, ended up staying and coaxing the baby for a long time.
He didn't mind it too much, but instead asked, "What if you can't take a day off tomorrow?"
My wife accompanied my son in the hospital for appendectomy surgery. My mother's broken bones will take a hundred days to recover. My mother-in-law is too busy helping my brother-in-law. I can't rely on my father-in-law and my father at all.
Zhao Yan had to work and earn money. Just thinking about it made his face twisted into a knot: "I don't know. I'm going crazy."
While he was talking, he was also helping students check their homework. He was so mechanical that he looked like a dead body with only a body left.
Even Song Fenglin felt torn for him, not to mention his biological mother.
Zhao's mother had to hold on even with her leg in a cast: "Just go to work. I'll take care of Xiaobao."
It is not easy to find a temporary nanny, and even if one is available, she may not be as capable as she is with her limited mobility.
But forget it, Zhao Yan: "Don't do anything to cause secondary damage."
He sighed again: "I was a pig killer in my previous life and a teacher in this life."
He works in a university, and summer vacation is usually his busiest time. Unfortunately, his professional title is not good enough, so this year he has to lead his students to win a place in a programming challenge next month.
Not to mention the enrollment fairs, seminars and a host of other activities that cannot be postponed, it's really like adding insult to injury.
As a poor student, Song Fenglin had been taken care of by many kind-hearted people, and the Zhao family was one of them.
He offered: "I'm off work recently, so I can help you take care of your child for a few days."
Judging from his own experience, Zhao Yan sometimes feels like going crazy when his own children cry.
He thought that taking care of children was too torturous, so he said, "How about you help me supervise the students' homework for a few days?"
Song Fenglin also has experience as a teacher.
When he was in college, he earned his living by tutoring, but more than a decade later, this was an unfamiliar field for him, and he was unsure: “Will this work?”
Zhao Yan: "They are lucky to have you teach these bastards."
He then smiled nostalgically: "When the final exam came, all the boys in the class were in your dormitory listening to you talk about Python."
Song Fenglin also laughed: "At that time, I didn't have to go to the cafeteria every day. Everyone took turns to get me food and delivered it to my door."
He knew this, and this was also the care of his classmates for him.
Zhao Yan: "We won't eat in the cafeteria this time. I'll treat you to a big meal later. Invite your sister-in-law and the kids."
Who is taking advantage of? Song Fenglin: "I am still two months older than you."
If he hadn't been holding the child, he could have punched his old classmate. Not refusing means agreeing.
Zhao Yan gave up his seat in front of the computer: "It's just right, I'll give you a look at what I handed in today."
The two people exchanged identities. Song Fenglin moved the mouse and said, "The logic here is too loose. It's very easy to run it in practice..."
As they chatted, it was almost dark, so Zhao Yan simply said, "Stay and have dinner with us."
The family couldn’t find a suitable nanny right away, but there were part-time workers to help with cleaning and cooking.
Song Fenglin glanced at his watch and said, "I'll go home to eat and come back tomorrow."
Under the current conditions, there is no need to force the guests to stay.
Zhao Yan didn't bother to be polite with him, rubbing his daughter's bottle and saying, "Sorry I can't send you far away."
Song Fenglin waved his hand, went downstairs and walked home in about ten minutes.
He arrived just in time. Chen Yun brought out the last dish and placed it on the table: "What a coincidence, we arrived just in time for dinner."
If this happened to a couple, they might think it was weird.
But Song Fenglin was indifferent. He washed his hands and went to serve the rice, saying, "It's really unfortunate for Lao Zhao. Everything happened at the same time."
If there is any tacit understanding between us in the past ten years, it is probably at this moment.
Chen Yun: "It just so happens that you don't have to go to work recently, so if you can help me, please do so."
Song Fenglin: "I think so too."
Then he continued, "I will take my child to school tomorrow morning, and then go to his place after that."
Chen Xingyue is going to attend the transition class from kindergarten to primary school, while Chen Xinyang has painting and English classes.
Summer vacation is like a huge turntable, and everyone fits in perfectly and spins along with it.
Chen Yun: "Okay, I'll pick them up from school."
Then he calculated, "My parents will be back home on the 17th, so there are still ten days."
Chen Yun made the final decision about his parents returning to their hometown.
She announced it only a few days ago after buying the tickets, which shocked the parents.
Liu Yingxia originally disagreed.
She has spent half her life taking care of her daughter. There is no reason for her to run back home to "enjoy her life" during the summer vacation when she needs help the most, saying, "There's nothing to do when I go back. What will you eat and drink when I'm not here?"
Even Chen Yongzhong, who was enthusiastically building a house in his hometown, objected: "You have two kids enrolled in so many classes, can you pick them up?"
No matter how many things there are to do, each generation will take care of its own affairs.
Chen Yun: "There is no time for children to rest. They keep pushing it off year after year. There is no need to wait until you are no longer busy. Just do it this year."
There is still more than half of the year left, so there is no need to be in such a hurry.
Liu Yingxia: "Xingxing's transition from kindergarten to primary school only takes one month, right? We'll take them back when she's on vacation."
My granddaughter’s classes are important. Given Ningjiang’s educational progress, if she doesn’t start learning in advance, the whole family will suffer in September.
But my grandson’s classes are mostly for killing time and having fun. Otherwise, the whole family would suffer if such a lively child stayed at home all day.
Chen Yun: "Don't worry, I will definitely send her back during the holidays."
What else can I do now that my daughter has said so?
The old couple's return home was already on their schedule, and they started packing their luggage and purchasing equipment before the day even arrived.
When you return home in glory, everything must be new from inside to outside, and you wish you were armed to the toes.
After dinner, Chen Yun took her mother to get a facial.
The mother and daughter lay side by side on the small bed in the operating room. The beautician lit a stick of incense and a faint smell of fireworks wafted out.
Liu Yingxia smelled familiarity and remembered something: "I need to add a stove in the yard so I can roast sweet potatoes."
The decoration of this store is particularly poetic, as if customers who are not regular fans of flower arranging and yoga cannot come here, so this sentence seems a bit funny.
Chen Yun smiled: "Then just make an earthen kiln, and bake pizza."
Liu Yingxia’s cooking skills are impeccable. No matter which dish the children eat outside, she can replicate it 70% to 80% when she comes back.
She said, "That's fine. When you all come back, call Siting and the others to have a barbecue."
Speaking of her cousin, Chen Yun said: "She will probably be in confinement after childbirth by then."
Almost forgot about this. Liu Yingxia: "Then I have to buy some gold."
The mother and daughter chatted idly, and both began to feel drowsy during the massage.
Liu Yingxia suddenly said: "Mom is really enjoying herself now."
Just a few simple words made Chen Yun's heart ache, and she recalled the composition "My Dream" she wrote when she was a child.
She was ten years old at that time. She had no desire to possess magic nor to become a hero. Her only expectation was that the three of them would live happily together forever.
Compared with others' goal of becoming a scientist, it may be insignificant, but it is no less difficult than going into space.
Thinking of this, Chen Yun said: "With you and my dad here, I am also enjoying myself."
What kind of words are you talking about? Liu Yingxia: "Giving birth to you means I have to take care of you for the rest of your life."
He sighed again, "When your father and I die, we will still have Feng Lin. I am so confident in him."
Just saying unlucky things, Chen Yun doesn't like to hear this.
She was unhappy: "You are just trying to provoke me."
Liu Yingxia coaxed him with kind words, but at the end she had to say, "Don't be petty with Feng Lin."
Chen Yun pouted: "He, Song Fenglin, is the emperor? Everything must go according to his wishes."
Liu Yingxia didn't know what happened today. She suddenly felt worried: "Can he have a good temper forever? I've seen people with better tempers than him before..."
Here, the conversation was cut off.
Chen Yun moved her lips: "I bought new clothes for Yingru, you can bring them back to her when the time comes."
Liu Yingxia: "Okay."
He hesitated again: "Has Yingru's mother not contacted you recently?"
More than a decade ago, Chen Yun would never have thought that when the three words Jiang Jiaoqian appeared in her life, she could only be mentioned by a vague code name.
She said, "He sent me a message last month saying he was a little short of paying the rent and wanted to borrow 300 from me."
It's really the elders' pity. Liu Yingxia said: "What kind of life is she living out there? Help her as much as you can."
Chen Yun could no longer feel happy or sad: "I still say the same thing. I can help you when you get divorced, but don't even think about it now."
Liu Yingxia sighed: "It would be great if she could let it go."
Chen Yun: "What's there to be reluctant about for that kind of person?"
To be fair, Liu Yingxia said: "Li Ming was very sincere to her."
Jiang Jiaoqian is the older daughter of Chen Yun's third aunt. She is a generation younger than her older brothers. She has been pampered since childhood and is a hardworking person. She was the only one in the county to be admitted to the top middle school in the city when she took the high school entrance examination.
Chen Yun's family lived next to the No. 1 Middle School in the city at the time, and her parents would occasionally invite this little cousin to come for dinner.
As they came together more often, they naturally became familiar with each other. The two girls, who were three years apart in age, were as close as real sisters.
Many nights, they lay side by side in bed and talked about Qiong Yao and Xi Juan. At first, they were fantasies about the world in the books, but later it turned into discussions with names.
Since then, Li Ming has appeared frequently.
He saved up his scholarship by eating coarse food and took a 30-hour hard seat train ride to celebrate Jiang Jiaoqian's birthday. He used the money he earned from socializing until he had stomach bleeding to buy a house and only put Jiang Jiaoqian's name on it.
There are countless things like this, but they still couldn't stop him from cheating later.
It's ridiculous that he was the one who betrayed his family and he was also the one who didn't want to divorce.
But once there is a first, there will be a second. Life soon became a mess. If Li Ming had not failed in his investment later, it might have continued like this.
Li Ming was devastated after losing his money, but Jiang Jiaoqian was willing to be his savior. The couple said they were working outside, but in fact she was the one who suffered all the hardships.
She felt that it was - for love.
The person who probably found these four words the most ironic was Li Yingru, who lives with her grandmother.
The little girl is well-behaved and sensible, and as quiet as a pool of water.
Chen Yun could not sympathize with the choices made by adults, but she showed the utmost tenderness to children.
She said, "I've only heard of old wine being valuable, but I've never heard of old things being sold for a few bucks."
That was better, but Liu Yingxia didn't dare say another word in front of her daughter.
She just didn't feel confident: "Fortunately our Feng Lin is not that kind of person."
Who knows? Chen Yun: "As long as I'm not Jiang Jiaoqian."
What the hell is love? It's not the only thing in life.
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