Two or Three Things About Retirement (I)

Midsummer.

Beijing.

Cat’s Foot Alley.

The red gate of a courtyard house was slammed.

“Lin Wanxia! Get out of here!”

“Lin Wanxia! If you keep acting like a turtle, I’ll call a forklift to knock down your door.”

“Lin Wanxia, ​​I’ll count to three! Three…”

The red gate opened.

Lin Wanxia, ​​in her pajamas, with messy black hair, yawned, and stood at the door with her eyes half closed. “Chen Manshu, you’d better be okay! Otherwise, I’ll take your Coco and hide her on Misty Island!”

She had just come back from the sea and was extremely sleepy.

This damn woman was still banging on the door.

"Heh!" Chen Manshu was also full of resentment, "You're the only one who wants to sleep, right? Did I fly all the way back from Hong Kong just to be your secretary?"

She held the phone in front of Lin Wanxia, ​​"Come on, open your eyes and take a look. These calls are all for you."

Lin Wanxia immediately took a step back with a guilty conscience, and her tone was lowered, "You can also turn off the phone."

"Is it me who doesn't want to turn it off?" Chen Manshu snorted coldly, "If I wasn't afraid that He Zhiyi would find me if he couldn't handle it, I would throw the phone into Antarctica."

After a few words, Lin Wanxia was almost sober and moved away from the door, "Let's talk inside! It's sunny."

"Who do you blame?"

"Blame me, blame me." Lin Wanxia apologized.

"Humph!"

A chill hit me as I entered the living room.

Chen Manshu's anger also subsided a lot, and he wondered: "Why are you hiding from others for no reason? Did Officer Jiang provoke you?"

Lin Wanxia shook her head, "I was looking forward to quarreling with me."

She curled her lips, "Everything is fine, okay, okay! It's meaningless."

"Bah!" Chen Manshu mocked Lin Wanxia unceremoniously, "You can be more hypocritical! I think you are spoiled by Jiang Sinian so much that you don't even know your own last name." "Alas!"

Lin Wanxia closed her eyes and leaned against the sofa, "Don't tell me, I would rather not know my last name.

When I was young, I worked so hard, went to sea, and made money. Aren't you thinking that when you are old and retired in the future, you can travel around the world and go wherever you want?"

"Aren't you retired now? So, since you were young, you haven't taken care of anything except things related to the ship, right? I, Tina and the others help you with business matters.

You are the king at home and your word is final, so why are you still complaining? Your military officer Jiang can't satisfy you now?

Can he? After all, he was a special forces soldier. All these years of muscle training can't be in vain, right?"

"Stop your gossip! Those who know you are the richest woman in the world, and those who don't know you would think you are a reporter for an entertainment weekly. Jiang Sinian and I are doing fine!"

"What is that?"

"I just don't want to move.

I used to dream of sailing across the seven seas, drinking soy milk in the morning, admiring cherry blossoms at noon, and going to see the Eiffel Tower in the evening.

But what happened?

Jiang Sinian has trouble going abroad, so what's the point of me going abroad?

I'm always busy, answering calls, and receiving letters in China."

"You mentioned letters, I remember. Wait for me."

Chen Manshu ran back to his house next door, dragged a box over, and brought a letter and a remittance slip.

"At this age, are there still people remitting money to you?" Chen Manshu handed the letter and the remittance slip to Lin Wanxia.

Lin Wanxia smiled when she saw the mailing address, "This is from Jiang Sinian's village."