Chapter 53 Fifty-three Shining
I don’t know why, but Chen Yun has recently been thinking about issues that have nothing to do with the daily necessities of life. To put it in a pretentious way, it’s like a girl’s thoughts.
She thought to herself that she was already in her early thirties, and she felt a little embarrassed when her heart skipped over these four words. She just wanted to shake her head to see how many pounds of water there was in it.
But the more she resisted, the more it kept drilling into her head, making her a little dazed, and while she was working, she mistook the newly opened cream for expired milk and threw it away.
Xiaoxiao didn't think anything was wrong when she saw her pouring things into the sink, except that there were no customers coming, so she looked around boredly.
As she watched, she asked, "Sister, is the cream bad too?"
What cream? Chen Yun came back to her senses.
She held her hands in the air, not knowing whether to raise them or put them down, and laughed inexplicably: "I am crazy."
Why is she still scolding herself? Xiaoxiao: "Ah? Sister, are you okay?"
Chen Yun said that she was fine, washed her hands, poured herself a glass of water filled with ice cubes, drank it in one gulp, and got goose bumps all over her body. Her head was buzzing even more.
She didn't know why she suddenly reflected on the meaning of marriage after many years of marriage, nor did she know where Song Fenglin placed in this marriage.
When she was in her twenties, she thought she was the most insightful person in the world. She had long seen through the fact that "love does not exist" and tried to minimize emotional factors when choosing her future partner.
But can people really not be shaken by emotions? Probably not.
At least Chen Yun's mind is now in a mess. She doesn't know where to start if she wants to drink, and her expression becomes more and more solemn.
Xiaoxiao couldn't help but wave her hand in front of her: "Sister, are you feeling uncomfortable today?"
Chen Yun subconsciously said: "No, I just didn't sleep well last night."
Xiaoxiao: "Insomnia?"
Chen Yun hummed casually.
In fact, she fell asleep last night under the influence of alcohol and didn't even have a dream.
No, it seems like I did it, but I’m so confused and can’t remember it.
It was not a serious matter, Chen Yun shook his head and didn't take it to heart.
She was busy with her morning work, afraid that she would start thinking about trivial things once she had free time, and she felt a little reluctant to leave work.
Xiaoxiao saw her looking back every few steps and asked, "Did you drop something?"
Chen Yun shook her head and breathed a sigh of relief as she walked out of the store.
She thought that maybe pretending to understand while being confused was also a way to live her life, so she patted her face and went home.
Song Fenglin had just placed the last dish on the table when she arrived home. "It's just right. We can have dinner now."
Chen Yun glanced at the table: "There are so many dishes today."
Song Fenglin: “There are three semi-finished products.”
He felt a little guilty when he said this, and his eyes were wandering around.
Chen Yun only needed to turn his head to take a look at his son's face which was painted in various colors, and he knew that being a father today was not an easy day.
She said, "Let's order takeout tomorrow. It's tiring enough."
Song Fenglin: "It's okay, I'll just stir-fry some leafy vegetables."
He was the only one who cooked all the vegetables, but both children were not willing to pay for them.
Chen Xingyue bargained with her mother for a long time before she chewed and swallowed it like poison.
Chen Xinyang also wanted to resist like his sister, but unfortunately he was glared at and didn't dare to say anything and just lowered his head.
His entire face was almost buried in the bowl, with two grains of rice on his forehead. When he waved the spoon, rice grains fell from the table, and the bowl of soup was knocked over.
The sun is setting now, and the summer days are long.
After countless straws throughout the day, the last straw that broke the camel's back fell.
Song Fenglin pulled out several tissues, took a deep breath and couldn't help but said, "Chen Xinyang, can you eat properly?"
When he is at work, he will take time out of his busy schedule to spend time with his children, mostly with warmth and affection. Even if he wants to be angry, he can regulate himself well.
But now he revolves around his children almost 24 hours a day, and it seems like he has a reason to lose his temper every ten minutes. Even a spring would break if it were so flexible, let alone a flesh and blood body like him.
Anyway, it was just a sudden sound, without any yelling or shouting, which frightened Chen Xinyang.
When his son's neck shrank, Song Fenglin began to blame himself and said in a softer tone: "Dad is not mean to you."
Chen Xinyang pinched two little fingers: "A little bit fierce."
As soon as I was comforted, tears began to well up in my eyes.
Chen Yun originally adhered to the principle that whoever educates should speak first, but she still jumped out and said, "When your father beats you up one day, you will know what fierceness is."
Song Fenglin tried to smooth things over for his son: "It's okay, I've wiped it clean."
It was a fight between two people, so what else could Chen Yun say? She kicked him under the table in annoyance.
Song Fenglin smiled foolishly, picked up some food for her and changed the subject: "He Tai will meet me for lunch tomorrow at noon."
Chen Yun: "You go ahead, I'll pick them up."
Song Fenglin: "No need, I have arranged everything."
Chen Yun went over her child's schedule for tomorrow afternoon and said, "Why don't we ask for leave for Yangyang? He'll be with me in the store."
That won’t do. Chen Xingyue was the first to disagree: “My brother has to study hard too!”
She has not yet entered the compulsory education stage, but this summer she has gradually experienced what academic pressure is. While stuttering to read pinyin, she was full of envy for her younger brother who was playing with cars, and often shouted that it was unfair.
The more I look into the concepts of children's education, the more I realize that neither too light nor too heavy is acceptable.
Chen Yun was also afraid that her daughter would become rebellious about studying, so she turned away and said, "Then I'll take a leave."
Song Fenglin: "No, I'll take the kids to lunch and then send them to class."
Chen Yun: "Time is a bit tight."
Song Fenglin: "It's okay. I'm afraid if I sit for a while longer, he'll talk about getting me to start a business again."
After all, we have been friends for so many years that it is too embarrassing to refuse directly, so I just use the child as an excuse to leave quickly.
Let’s put aside whether to start a business or not for now. Chen Yun asked: “What does that mean? Did he mention it before?”
Song Fenglin: "I mentioned it, but I didn't agree."
He is a conservative and didn't have much ambition to ride the wind and waves when he was young, not to mention that he has elderly parents and young children to take care of.
Of course Chen Yun knew his character, but was just surprised: "You didn't tell me."
Of course, there are many small things in this world that are unknown to each other even in close relationships, but Song Fenglin is a person who loves to "report". He needs to draw connections between himself and the world through responses and squeeze out some fun things to share from his boring schedule.
If it wasn't mentioned, it was intentional.
Song Fenglin really wasn't like that: "I wanted to say it at the time, but Song Jing happened to be there, so I forgot about it."
Zhang Songjing just came back from a business trip in Europe last week. He did some shopping for his friends for free and delivered everything to their homes. He said he was in a hurry to leave, but in fact he was reluctant to leave and tickled several crickets at the entrance.
The fact that she and He Tai were together and parted ways on bad terms was just adding to the topic of conversation.
Chen Yun thought about it and realized that this was the case.
She skipped over her friend's love history, which she could now talk about and laugh about, and just asked, "Is the project bad?"
There was no future ahead, and Song Fenglin felt that he did not have the foresight to see it.
He spread his hands and shrugged: "You know me."
How could Chen Yun not know that he only hoped that his family of six could continue to live this stable life, and any investment behavior that required taking risks would be rejected by him.
For him, words like "take a chance" are the codes that trigger risk control. He labels any return rate higher than that of fixed deposits as a scam, and would rather kill by mistake than let the criminal go.
To be honest, this kind of caution made Chen Yun feel that he was conservative and boring when they first met, and he didn't have the aggressiveness of a young man at all.
But in the past ten years, she has witnessed too many people falling down in the face of high spirits, which makes her secretly feel lucky and say, "Sometimes I think you are amazing."
Song Fenglin: "Why?"
Before Chen Yun could even move her mouth, her daughter answered first: "Because, it's scientific reason!"
Where did you learn these words every day?
Chen Yun: "After eating, I'll do today's homework."
Chen Xingyue said proudly: "I have finished writing it all! Dad has checked it!"
She had a strong survival instinct and probably thought her mother was going to increase the stakes temporarily and take her brother away.
Chen Xinyang grabbed his clothes and wiped his mouth, and his mother jumped when she looked at the sun.
She clenched her fists, and Song Fenglin quickly covered for the children: "You haven't told me why yet?"
After that second, Chen Yun felt that there was nothing to complain about. After all, it was just a small matter on the road to having children.
But she still squinted her eyes: "It's all your fault."
Song Fenglin could not deny that he was more indulgent towards his children. He picked up the rice grains scattered on the table and paid attention to the question that had just been raised.
Chen Yun asked again: "There are so many people in your class who have become rich, have you never been tempted once?"
Taking advantage of the Internet boom over the past decade or so, and with the intellectual advantage of being able to get into Peking University, Song Fenglin has several billionaires among his classmates, so he is considered one of the average-achieving ones.
There were several times when olive branches were extended to him, but he rejected them all without hesitation. In hindsight, he missed many opportunities to get rich.
He himself has no regrets: "I am only suitable for working, at most I can be a small leader. I get nervous when I am asked to invest money, and I feel even worse when I lose money."
Chen Yun actually expected him to answer like this: "That's why I said you are amazing. You can frankly admit that your abilities are limited."
It was not easy to say the last four words. She touched her hair and said, "I still don't want to face this reality."
The facts don’t matter, Song Fenglin is a qualified husband.
Although he was not good at speaking, he still tried his best to praise, even saying "eating well" as an advantage.
Chen Yun couldn't help laughing and was very polite to him while praising his business.
It sounded like a joke, mixed with true feelings.
After ten years of marriage, she seemed to realize how dazzling the person in front of her was.
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