big city small home

Chapter 26
Jin Yaming, who is 1.8 meters tall, stretched out his arms enthusiastically, one in each hand, hooked Lu Zhenzhong and Luo Hui, put his head between their heads, and shouted with a familiar smile: "Team! Play football! I have a field!"

That night, the homeless men actually teamed up and played a hearty football game.

Lu Zhenzhong, who hadn't run on the green field for two or three years, couldn't run at all, and often panted on the side with his hands on his knees.Fortunately, it is not a formal competition, and everyone is very tolerant.

After playing the ball, everyone was dripping with sweat.

With the ball under their arms, they chatted about the wonderful moments, the bright headlights hung high, and the night wind was blowing, and the men with small bellies seemed to have returned to their youth.

Lu Zhenzhong took a sip of mineral water and let out a sigh of relief.The feeling of sweating was so decompressing that the smile was back on his face.

Luo Hui, who had a big embarrassment in his wife's staff dormitory last week, agreed with Mu Qingqing this week to avoid suspicion for a week.The bored Luo Hui walked beside Lu Zhenzhong, and said, "Why don't I go to your place tonight? I'm afraid that if I go back to the dormitory alone, I won't be able to bear the embarrassment again."

Lu Zhenzhong froze for a moment.

Luo Hui quickly said, "Forget it's inconvenient. Just pretend I didn't say anything."

Lu Zhenzhong smiled and shook his head: "It's not inconvenient, it's just that I didn't react."

He has never invited friends to spend the night at his house like other boys of his age.Because his father had high hopes for him, and because his sister's schooling career had been ruined, he, who shouldered the mission, was sensible and hardworking since he was a child, and he was self-disciplined.The self-discipline during the growth period was not in vain. He was admitted to Tongji University as a graduate student in one fell swoop, relying on his practicality.

This night, because of Luo Hui's borrowing, Lu Zhenzhong's little pastime - reading the letters in the small wooden box was not realized.

The two of them took a bath one after another, and Lu Zhenzhong happened to have unopened underwear, which he took for Luo Hui.

"It's so comfortable." Luo Hui rolled on the spring mattress in Lu Zhenzhong's guest room like a child, "It will be great when I can have my own room like Brother Zhong."

"There will be." Lu Zhenzhong encouraged him sincerely.

Luo Hui lay sprawled on the bed, facing the ceiling, with a silly grin on the corner of his mouth: "If others can do it, so can I!"

Lu Zhenzhong didn't ask how he planned to resolve the embarrassment with Mu Xin's roommate; Luo Hui also tacitly didn't ask about his old father's medical treatment.A rare happy time, let it be pure and long-lasting as much as possible.

The next day, after eating eggs, bread, and milk for breakfast provided by Lu Zhenzhong, the two talked and laughed together and drove to the company to work overtime.

One person has one person's leisure, two people have two people's excitement.Luo Hui was childish, and sent Dali and Lao Zhang a group photo of the two of them in the car.

Dali, who spent the weekend with his family in Suzhou, replied in seconds: "You two also hang out on weekends? Why are you smiling like a heartless bachelor? I am almost annoyed by my wife at home. I really want to see each other. It's noisy, endless loop."

Luo Hui sent a voice to Dali: "We played football together last night, sweating three bowls. Have fun."

Dali was so envious that he drooled: "Or I won't go home next week, so let's hang out with you."

Luo Hui didn't dare to follow the words and agree.Dali is a man of nails and nails, and he will do what he says.And he is going to see Mu Qingxin next week.

Lao Zhang's news came back very quickly: "I really envy you guys who are young."

The rhythm of overtime is relatively easy.

Lu Zhenzhong took the time to call his classmate.In my impression, his wife works in Zhongshan Hospital.

Although he couldn't get any money from Sang Baiyue right now, Lu Zhen's center didn't panic.The words he said to Luo Hui at the entrance of the restaurant yesterday were half true feelings and half intentional to comfort Luo Hui.

He has an intuition that this time he will win the cold war with Sang Baiyue.Sang Baiyue will not sit idly by in the end.It's not a question of who is strong or weak in the marriage, but that he believes that Sang Baiyue has a bottom line.

If his belief is wrong, it can only mean that he was wrong.

He misread the key, and the problem became serious.He really wants to consider whether to divorce.

With this determination in mind, Sang Baiyue didn't take the initiative to contact him for three to five days, so he didn't panic at all.

From working overtime on Saturday to the usual off-duty time, Lu Zhen was on a whim and bought a standing ticket to go home. He sat in the dining car and had a leisurely meal. He arrived in Yilin before 7 pm.

If he hadn't been angry with Sang Baiyue, he wouldn't have had such leisurely thoughts.After all, I will pick up my dad to go to Shanghai in a week.

When taking the train and leaving the train station, Lu Zhenzhong found that he couldn't stop looking.Ever since he once met Jing Li in the waiting hall, he has fallen into this habit of looking around.

Just after seven o'clock, Lu Zhenzhong knocked on the door of his house.

He smiled, imagining his parents' overjoyed faces when they opened the door to see him.

The door opened a moment later, and cigarette smoke filled the room.Lu Zhenzhong's smiling face instantly collapsed.

He hadn't even stepped into the door when he heard a mess of voices in the room.

When he opened the door and entered, the sofa was full of people sitting up and down.His father was sitting in the middle of the sofa, and also in the middle of everyone, crying with snot and tears.

The person who opened the door for him seemed to have forgotten his name by accident, pointed at him, opened his mouth back and forth, but failed to make a sound.

Lu Zhenzhong glanced around, but didn't see his mother.I heard my father smoking, coughing, and crying while wiping his nose.

"I'm terminally ill. I'm going to die. Tell your old acquaintances, cough, let them come to see me. If you don't come to see me, you will never see me again. Cough, cough, my son said he would take me to Shanghai Seeing a doctor, Guizi is busy, so busy that he hasn’t come back to take me there.”

There was a hallway between the sofa and the door, so most of the people in the room did not see Lu Zhenzhong.

Lu Zhenzhong suppressed his anger, and kept telling himself that no matter how angry he was, he couldn't get angry at the people in the room.

Someone followed Lu's father's words and said, "It's very expensive to see this disease, and most people look down on it."

Another voice continued: "Yes. My third uncle's eldest daughter's in-law's family, my mother-in-law got this, and spent 30 yuan, but it was not cured in the end. The family only saved 30 yuan after working for most of their lives. The water is floating."

Many voices lamented one after another.

At this moment, the person who opened the door for Lu Zhenzhong finally remembered Lu Zhenzhong's name, and shouted loudly: "Zhenzhong! Zhenzhong, why are you back?"

Mother Lu rushed out of the kitchen in an instant, saw the tall figure of her son at the entrance, and shouted: "My son!"

The entire room seemed to have been pressed on the mute button, and there was no sound.

Many people secretly stifled the cigarettes between their fingers.

The only one still exuding misty smoke was that of Papa Lu who was in the middle.

(End of this chapter)