Everyone is just a mortal...
When Bi Yue returned home, she was so angry that she couldn't speak and her voice was very hoarse.
There was no seat, so she leaned against the window of the train washroom, looking outside with her head down. Bi Cheng handed her a kettle, and she shook her head.
Bi Cheng had never seen his sister like this before. Not to mention that she was always laughing and cheerful, she always seemed very energetic, but like this... Alas!
The eighteen-year-old boy sighed.
There are a lot of troubles in his family, and considering his sister's temper, she must be suppressing them.
Let’s not talk about the annoying uncle or the prodigal cousin from my aunt’s family, let’s just talk about my younger brother Bi Sheng. The little adult rushed over like a little cannonball the moment they stepped out of the house.
Grabbing his sister's hand, the twelve-year-old boy tilted his head and looked into her eyes, tears streaming down his face.
Bi Cheng still doesn’t understand what his brother means. Maybe he can’t bear to leave them?
His sister's eyes were red and swollen. He thought that when filling the soil to complete grandfather's grave, his mother muttered that his sister didn't cry out loud because she had run out of tears and couldn't cry anymore!
As a result, before leaving, the younger brother did this. His sister's eyes turned red before she spoke. Her voice was intermittent and as if torn. Only then did the whole family know.
…
Zhao Dashan was disgusted by his direct supervisor and the most beautiful girl in the factory.
Before the factory director had the chance to make things difficult for him, or to be more precise, when he was still trying to figure out Zhao Dashan's background and wondering whether to make things difficult for him, Zhao Dashan, who had a stable job, withdrew first.
The reason he asked for leave was stomachache and nausea every day. Listening to the reason he reported, it can be seen that he is young and energetic, and that he has a stubborn spirit in his bones.
He is quite cunning. On the leave application form, he actually filled in the leave deadline column as "I'll talk about it when I recover from my illness."
Zhao Dashan went straight to his second sister's house in the county town and stayed there for several days. He told the truth as soon as he entered the door. He wanted his second brother-in-law to find him a new job. Even if the benefits were not good, it was still a job and at least he would not be disgusted.
He still had some concerns in his heart. Although he was very tempted by "money" and was very eager to stay in the same city with Bi Yue, doing business in this era, at least in their small county town, was still a bit embarrassing.
The most important thing that worries him is that he is afraid that his father and mother will be mad to death if they find out!
He waited and waited, and ate and drank for free at his second sister's house for several days, but there was no definite answer. On the night before leaving, Zhao Dashan dreamed that he was standing in Tiananmen Square. He had never been to the Capital Square, but in his dream he was sure that it was the place!
The five-star red flag was fluttering, and I also saw a guard standing guard in military uniform. He had a "Ken Takakura" hairstyle, wore a woolen suit, and a black cashmere coat on the outside.
He looked carefully at the "him" in his dream and finally saw him reaching into his pocket. A thick stack of ten-yuan bills appeared. Half asleep, he was still thinking to himself, this must be at least a thousand yuan, right?
…
Zhao Dashan left the county. For the sake of his dream, he was determined to give it a try and would rather be beaten by his father again at the age of 23!
But what did he hear when he walked into the village?
What? Grandpa Bi is gone?
What? Uncle Bi is released?
Damn, how come he doesn’t know anything? Bi Yue and Bi Chengdu came back and left again!
This time he didn't turn around, thinking of going home to change his clothes first. His shirt was newly bought by his second sister and it had some color.
When he pushed open the gate, the yard was quiet. But when Zhao Dashan pushed open the door of the house, he could hear the sound of his mother and father fighting from the tightly closed house.
"They don't have any men? There are so many men in the village, why do you have to stand out? Why do you have to act so arrogantly in front of that Liu Yafang? I didn't want to talk about you for the past two days, but I'm going to save your face outside. Zhao Shugen, just go and be her man, okay?!"
Zhao Shugen was so angry at his wife Ge Yufeng that his veins popped out: "You're talking nonsense! You're so unreasonable! You're quite old, and you're still talking nonsense. You keep blaming Da Biao all day long!"
Ge Yufeng threw the broom onto the kang, showing she was quite angry:
"What am I talking about? How can I show off my abilities? You're being a filial son and grandson to the Bi family. They don't have a son? They have two! Don't you know that wearing mourning clothes can bring good luck? If anything happens to our family recently, I'll scratch you to death!"
Zhao Shugen put his hands on his hips and took a deep breath. He thought he was wrong. He shouldn't have argued with this woman. He couldn't even argue with this prodigal woman! You said she knew that Tie Gang and Tie Lin hadn't returned yet, but she was picking a fight here.
The secretary is the secretary, he still has some self-control, even if he is so itchy that he wants to push his wife onto the kang and beat her up!
Although it is not summer yet, it is autumn and people are still opening windows and doors. If word gets out about the nonsense his wife just said, the whole village will be in an uproar!
Zhao Shugen said, "I won't mess with you. You know what's going on. You helped to arrange it, and now you go home and make trouble! I think you can find a shaman to help you. What bad luck could have happened at home? It's all because of you, a tiger woman!"
After saying that, he slammed the door and was about to run away from home to avoid Ge Yufeng, when he saw his eldest son standing in the outer room in a daze.
Zhao Shugen asked angrily, "It's not hot at all. What day is it today? Just go home. That job was blown in by the wind!"
Zhao Dashan didn't say anything back. He watched his father leave angrily. He had only one thought in his mind:
But I can't bring up the terrible things happening at work right now, or else... with his mother's fierceness, she'll definitely blame his father and say it's bad luck for him to be in mourning, right?!
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