Chapter 120 Dedication is easily overlooked
The sound of the train running and the little kid kicking the table and making trouble.
Every time I draw a stroke, it shakes and it's so disturbing that I can't concentrate.
Lin Yiyi could only seek help from Zhao Sheng who was beside her. She leaned close to his ear and whispered in his ear. Zhao Sheng had a serious look on his face and tried hard to suppress his smile.
The man solemnly said he understood, took out a small pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, smoked one and handed it to the father of the little boy on the lower bunk opposite him, and said politely: "Comrade, please help me, my wife is studying, please keep your boy's feet under control. Kicking him will hurt his legs, and kicking the table will be deliberate destruction of public property."
The gentleman with the newspaper had an embarrassed look on his face and didn't dare to take the cigarette. Opposite him was a tall and rough man with burly figure, who looked not to be trifled with. As the topic had been brought to this point, he could only say yes repeatedly and then wink at his wife, asking her how she was raising the child and making it a disgrace for him to be a father.
The young woman was mad at her husband, but she didn't dare to talk back. She just moved her son to another direction to prevent him from hitting the table again.
After marrying a well-off and educated man, she always treated him with respect and dared not disobey him, for fear of being accused of being unvirtuous and uncaring about the family, and not doing enough well enough.
Seeing that the matter was resolved so quickly, Lin Yiyi smiled and winked at the man, and mouthed something that no one else could hear. The man paused, his expression slightly unnatural, frowned, pretended to be angry and glared at her, and mouthed the same words back.
Lin Yiyi suddenly smiled like a cat that had successfully stolen some fish, her eyebrows curved with joy, causing the bulge on her chest to tremble slightly.
Funny Lin Yiyi's colloquialism: Baby, you are the best. Shy and dark-faced man: You have no shame.
Seeing her seductive smile, Zhao Sheng immediately stood up to block her view, and said unhappily with a sullen face, "Pay attention to your image and don't move."
The man's dean-like dean style was met with a coquettish glare from the woman. A fatherly man is a fatherly man, and he started to be inexplicably mean to her again.
It's just a verbal bullying, so stingy.
Lin Yiyi ignored him and continued to paint with her head down. It was not until dinner time that she finished the picture of a train splashing boy's urine.
There is also a line of small notes, which records the visit of Lin Yiyi and Zhao Sheng to Baiyun Farm in April 1986.
Zhao Sheng said nothing, occasionally glancing at her from the side, wanting to know what she was drawing, but not wanting to ask. When he came back from the dining car with two hot dishes, he said naturally, "Give me the notebook, I'll record my living expenses."
Lin Yiyi handed it to the man without thinking too much and took the lunch box at the same time. The man flipped through several pages before he saw Lin Yiyi's masterpiece of the afternoon. His brows slightly frowned. Drawing a child peeing was a waste of pen and paper. But when he saw the small words at the bottom, he suddenly felt that the drawing was very vivid and realistic. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that she was bullied by the peeing child and he helped her get revenge. The time and name were all written clearly.
After reconciling the notebook, the man never thought about moving the notebook to take notes.
Dinner was simple, a serving of Chinese cabbage and braised tofu. It wasn't that Zhao Sheng was reluctant to eat it, but there was no meat. The few meaty dishes had already been snatched up. He wondered if she would be unhappy.
Lin Yiyi watched the man take out a few steamed buns from the big bag he had carried all the way, two white flour buns and four coarse grain buns. Zhao Sheng naturally put the white flour buns on the lid of the box in front of her and ate the coarse grain buns himself.
Lin Yiyi felt unhappy. She looked at the food, handed half of the steamed bun to the man, and motioned him to eat too. She thought that she must have asked Zhao Sheng to borrow money to pay for the original owner's father's medical treatment, which emptied Zhao Sheng's pocket, so she had to live frugally.
Since she took over the original owner's identity, she was destined to be responsible for the original owner's filial piety.
What’s more, it is a matter of life and death.
Zhao Sheng never refused Lin Yiyi's concern. He liked her to be close to him and around him in everything.
The two smiled at each other and shared their dinner. The people around them all looked disgusted. Is it necessary to eat with such sticky food? It was disgusting. Even soybean paste with green onions didn't taste good.
The young woman looked at the couple across the street getting along, and then looked at her own husband, feeling a little sour. Her husband didn't care about her and the child at all, and just ate on his own. By the time she finished feeding the child, the food had already gone cold, with only leftovers. She had bought the food while holding the child in her arms.
The husband was not bad to her, he was just not as considerate as the husband of the woman opposite.
A mixture of various flavors.
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