Chapter 53: Arduous and always toil

In the blink of an eye, it is the Spring Festival of 2001.
After Yan Dashao recovered, Ah Heng urged him to report his safety to the United States.
Yanxi grinned: "What's the report? I'm thinking about this bit of trouble, the crowd of people has gone."
Think about it, Aheng nodded, that's true. Although Yanxi was not treated by her grandfather, it was Grandpa Yan's heart that had been pulling and from a young age. Grandpa worried that Yanxi would turn Si Wan into outer space all day long, but Grandpa Yan's heart still slandered Si Wan and always pestered Yanxi. As the saying goes, a radish has a pit, cough cough, whose baby hurts.
Aheng smiled: "Yanxi, in fact, you are still very happy."
Yanxi was in tears, clacking the allegro that I didn't know where it came from: "Miss, listen to the villain, I am a man in the mountain. When Fang was four years old, there were games and money at home, and life was endless. Who knows that big aunt, he was arrogant and shameless, colluding with adults, taking my game and grabbing my pocket money. I took this to kindergarten, and my grandpa came to turn my face with me and said that I was not united and the family was split. I was beaten by a stick. Ma Li scolded me to deceive Shanmin and gave him all my snacks. I hid under the pillow behind the TV for half a year without leaving any candy residue. In the end, I was brave and unyielding. I went on a hunger strike for three days. Flower! And that, Wen Siwan, the villain of the Wen family, is a silly learning, but he is around me for three hundred and sixty days a year. He comes to my stick with maltose, and follows me in the latrine. Kindergarten In the middle of the red flower, there is no me, I have been beaten by grandpa every time, grandpa beat! Why did the young lady say that the villain is very happy, the villain bears the humiliation, knocks down his teeth and swallows blood, and-blood-swallow!"
A Heng was drinking tea, spouted a sip of hot water, and pointed to Yanxi, "You, you," was speechless for a long time. He had a congested nose after catching a cold, but he almost laughed.
Yanxi helped her pat her back, and rolled her eyes: "I really have no sympathy."
A Heng smiled with tears in his eyes, his face flushed, like a peach blossom, with a nasal voice: "Sorry, sorry, I thought I would be more sympathetic than you thought."
Yanxi's big eyes were bent, her eyelashes were long and dense, and she was a little helpless, and handed her cold medicine: "Daughter, the bedside story is over, it's time to take medicine."
A Heng smiled, a few brown pills that looked bitter, poured into his mouth, swallowed with his neck back, and drank water with Yanxi's hand, all in one go.
Yanxi was speechless: "Isn't it bitter?"
A Heng smiled and looked down at his hand holding the glass. He was slender and white, and his nails were light pink. He looked at him and his eyes softened: "It's not bitter. Who would be like you, take medicine to keep up The punishment is the same."
When he had hysteria, he was running in front when he took the medicine, and she was chasing after him. She was holding a handful of pills, and she could run a few laps in the big yard every day, just to catch this guy and take medicine.
Yanxi stared at Ah Heng with great admiration.
Aheng smiled, a little tired, and closed his eyes by leaning on the bed. In the blur, Yanxi gently covered her with the quilt. She remembered something, grabbed the young man’s hand, resisted the sleepiness, and opened her eyes: "Yanxi, take your physics textbook, today you have not Remedial homework."
Yanxi was fierce and stared: "Ah! What about tutoring, wait until you wake up. You have to worry so much when you are sick! At a young age, be careful of long white hair. If you are ugly, no one wants you, you just I'm not a good wife and mother, you know?"
Yanxi knows the ultimate goal of A Heng's life-a good wife and a good mother, only these four characters.
A Heng smiled, serious: "Who said no one wanted it, someone from the class next door confessed to me yesterday."
There is a boy in the class next door, whose grades are always fourth grade, which is always a bit worse than Aheng. Yesterday, after taking the exam, she went to get the final report card, but the person blushed and stuffed her a letter, sprayed on perfume, and had clean handwriting. The man said that she thought she was good-looking, gentle, good at studying, and loved her for a long time. He asked her to go to the cinema tomorrow to watch a movie.
Yan Xipi smiled and didn't smile: "You don't have to wait anymore. Tomorrow, take a good rest at home. He won't go to the cinema."
Aheng was stunned: "Huh?"
Although she declined politely at the time and didn't plan to go tomorrow, how did Yanxi know about the movie theater? She doesn't remember she said it.
In fact, the scene at the time was like this: A certain man confessed incoherently with shyness, and A Heng patiently smiled and listened to his watch from time to time. There were two sneaky arhats shrunk in a corner not far away.
An aunt Xin, a shredded meat from Chen, someone repeats, someone calls.
"Well, beauty, let me tell you, now there is an unknown creature not far from Lao Tzu, threatening your love daughter to watch a movie with him the day after tomorrow, or she will find the underworld to do you. Your girl is terrified now , Is crying, yes yes, Meiren'er, you can take care of it. You let me watch, don’t forget the Quanju Deha mentioned earlier. Mao? Are you coming here while holding a kitchen knife? Ah? Not so serious Well, cough cough, what, I'm dead..."
Then, some two squirmed around holding their heads.
Ah Heng left school after rejecting the little boys. The little boy looked at A Heng's long-lost figure in the distance, weeping in the cold wind.
Then, not far away, a kitchen knife came over, and a certain beauty smiled and squinted: "The fourth son of ten thousand years, he is still alive watching movies, you can choose one..."
In other words, the beauty is not stable, the head is still sweating, but the face still dazzles the eyes of the little boy.
So dazzling...
"Uh, can I choose to watch a movie with you?"
"Oh, it turns out this young man, you don't want to live anymore."
There is no shortage of fireworks every year in Yanjia. Si Wan and Ah Heng have always been prudent and precocious, acting in front of their parents and making fun. Yanxi and Sindayi are different. They have been scouring since they were young, playing firecrackers and playing firecrackers until they are full of enthusiasm.
Sier still sneered in a cool breeze: "How old are you..."
A Heng solemnly supplemented and corrected: "People are old and not old." Then he sighed, and in a blink of an eye he was about to celebrate his eighteenth birthday. Time really flew by, but why are some people in this world always pretending to be tender?
Sindayi pretended not to hear, making cannon fodder on his face, but his smile grew brighter.
Siwan thought of something, frowned, and chewed on his nails: "Should we invite Chen Tian to spend the New Year at home, he is alone, alone..."
It's really a naive habit to chew your hands when thinking about things. However, subverting the usual image of a precocious gentleman, it is also considered cute.
Sindayi raised his face from the cannon fodder and coughed hard: "Wen Siwan, are you the heartbreaking with me? I finally didn't have to go to school or face the dead ladyboy!"
A Heng smiled softly and kindly: "A few days ago you two were still eating Quanjude together and harmoniously?"
Sindayi had a guilty conscience. A Heng knew that he was stalking with the ladyboy. However, after another thought, he was angry again: "Whoever is in harmony with him, a roast duck, I went to the toilet, and came back with the duck. There is no more hair left. Yan hopes an iron cock, with no hair, is it easy to eat him?"
Yanxi is very disdainful, Sindayi, you can be a bit shameless.
He rubbed the dust on his face with his sleeve, and said, "I have something to do, let's go first."
Si Wan frowned: "I haven't seen you staying at home seriously in these two days, where are you going?"
Yanxi turned around and raised her hand, too lazy to answer, and left unhurriedly.
Everyone's gaze shifted to Ah Heng, who smiled: "Don't look at me, I don't know him very well."
So, how do you know where he went.
Everyone: "Get out!"
Aheng smiled, she didn't lie.
Yanxi ran out of sight in the afternoon, and only came back at 7 or 8 in the evening, with a mess of fragrance, staring at the wolf's eyes, leaping at the dining table at the speed of an eagle, and generally not looking up without eating.
She didn't ask him where he went. After all, the People's Republic of China is a democratic country. We talk about civil rights and privacy, huh.
However, when tutoring homework at night, Yanxi kept pouting and complaining about how the content of the study has doubled.
A Heng was faint and pretended not to hear. This is a small punishment, the price he paid for putting her in the defense of others.
After finally finishing her homework, Yanxi lost her bones and slumped on the bed motionless.
Thinking of something, the boy looked cold and disgusted. He put his chin on his hand and spoke lazily: "A Heng, you can help me with my ears. I have been itching today."
A Heng found the ear pick and kicked him up, but he arched beside A Heng in a cicada pupa posture, rested his head on her lap, exposed his right ear, closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.
A Heng was speechless, and was about to help him dig his ears, but he squinted his eyes while looking at a small blush that was not obvious on his transparent ears as white jade. I rubbed my hand, it was sticky and sweet, it turned out to be lip gloss.
Ah Heng twitched his lips, his heart was ups and downs, with mixed joys and sorrows.
The good news is that Yanxi is fortunate to be a male person; the sad thing is that Si Wan is still in love with him, but how to toss it.
A Heng's face turned blue and red, and his thoughts were very complicated. She didn't grasp the strength of her hand, and Yan Xi's ear was pinched with a red mark.
Yanxi opened her eyes and looked at A Heng's face in a daze. She didn't know which corner of her heart had been pressed, and her lips were bent involuntarily.
Aheng reacted, embarrassed, and laughed: "Yanxi, in a few days, it will be January 10th. Have you prepared a gift?"
Sier's birthday.
Yanxi looked at her with a subtle expression, and shook her head: "Oh, I am working these days. I will prepare when I get the money."
Aheng was surprised: "Are you working these few days? Don't you have money at home?"
Yanxi sat up and pursed her mouth: "The money at home belongs to the family. I will be 18 years old once in a lifetime. I am an adult."
Aheng lowered his head and said nothing. After a long while, she smiled: "You know, I must be very happy."
The Chinese New Year was about to come. Although Chen Juan was not very old, he was used to spending time alone. He did not agree to Si Wan's invitation, but only pulled Aheng to accompany him to do the New Year's goods.
The streets are bustling with hustle and bustle. It is a rare year for Ruixue to be auspicious.
A Heng was in a good mood. He looked at the crowd and asked Chen Juan in a low voice, "Mary, why not spend the New Year with us?"
Chen Juanxiao: "I have to wait for the call on New Year's Eve."
Aheng nodded. After all, Chen Juan's family is in Vienna, and he wants and knows to call.
Chen Jun's eyes were gleaming, and his smile was unusually bright and coquettish: "Don't think about it. My father and my mother divorced when I was ten years old. Now we have a happy family. We married and gave birth to children. Several of them can make soy sauce. Why would you call me on New Year's Eve? It's not enough to get enough."
Aheng was surprised, and kicked the snow with his head down, without speaking.
The young man stroked the phoenix tail raised at the corner of his eyes, feeling a little sad: "It's... that person. He calls greetings every New Year's Eve."
A Heng raised his eyes slightly, saw the frustration and helplessness in the youth's delicate eyebrows, smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "This year, try not to answer the phone? Maybe without him, forget it, it will pass."
Chen Juan smiled and glanced at her: "You know who that person is, right?"
A Heng stagnated, and nodded slightly: "Yeah."
Chen Juan muttered, "I knew you would pretend", remembering something, and said solemnly: "I used to find a private detective to investigate Yanxi when I was in Vienna."
A Heng's black line is really mean and frank enough.
"Child, don't you be a'post-85'?"
Chen Juan is unclear, so: "Ang, I am."
A Heng belly defamation: Very good, very good and very powerful.
"Do you know who in the investigation report is the person that Yanxi pays the most attention to?"
"That person?" A Heng did not hesitate.
Chen Juan gloated: "It's wrong and wrong, Winsell is right."
Aheng thoughtfully: "This is not unfounded."
Chen Juan looked calm and dumbfounded when she saw her: "Are you not sad? Are you not depressed? Don't you like..."
A Heng seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Chen Juan felt obediently, and stopped.
"Amitabha, this benefactor should not destroy the reputation of the little monk. Goodness is good. According to the observation of the little monk, he said that the benefactor has committed a peach blossom recently, and good things are approaching, so please be careful."
"Huh? He fell in love with other men?"
Aheng twitched: "Woman, woman, woman, okay?"
Chen Juan looked into the distance with a strange look: "Well, it seems to be a woman."
A Heng turned and followed his gaze.
Not far away, a teenager, wearing a linen bat shirt, a neck scarf, slender blue and white jeans, linen silver-button boots, black hair and big eyes, very handsome, very garish.
Next to him was a beautiful girl who also wore European style dresses. She was very good in figure and tall, almost as high as a teenager, with a sweet smile.
The boy lowered his head slightly to listen to what the girl said, his eyes soft, and nodded from time to time. He held a paper cup in his hand, and not far away was an automatic coffee vending machine.
It's Yanxi.
A Heng raised his hand to look at his watch, three o'clock in the afternoon. Isn't it a part-time job but a date? What kind of moths are you making in such a cold day and wearing such thin clothes?
Yanxi didn't notice A Heng and Chen Juan. After drinking coffee in twos and threes, he turned and walked across the street. The girl followed behind, her face flushed, and she looked at Yanxi, her eyes flickering.
Chen Juan peeked at A Heng's face, but he couldn't see the happiness or anger, but his face was expressionless, his brows faded a lot.
"Ah, let's go over and take a look." Chen Juan didn't reveal A Heng's thoughts, but just pulled her and walked in the direction of Yanxi and the girl.
Ah Heng followed him, his steps were a little uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything, neither saying good nor bad.
When they walked across the street, they disappeared.
In the front, there are many people watching the excitement, and there is a large camera stand, like a plane for framing.
It snowed just two days ago, and the snow is still thick, so I think it was taken from the snow scene.
Chen Juan pulled Aheng towards the front, there were many people watching the excitement, but some of them could be faintly heard.
"Lens No. 3, get ready, take a side view. Ready? Action!"
"Card, card!"
"The female model walks and kisses the male model sideways."
"Come over, the makeup artist, there is not enough ice on the male model's hair, so add more."
Chaos.
The aunt in front sighed: "Is it a tossing person? The child was splashed with several bottles of water just while I was watching it. It looks so beautiful, it’s cold, it’s freezing, who Who doesn't feel bad for the child?"
Others echoed: "That is, this group of people are too wicked. Looking at it, the boy's lips are purple with cold."
Some people ridiculed: "What's so distressing, people make money, happy!"
The sound in front was very mixed, and Ah Heng frowned.
Chen Juan could see clearly from the height, and for a long while, he turned his head in a whisper: "A Heng, don't it be my dizziness. Why do you stare at the ice-ballasted, breathless person like our beauty?"
A Heng's head buzzed, and he squeezed in, but saw a person standing in the background of the ice and snow, his skin was extremely pale and transparent, and even the blue blood vessels were almost clear. The hair, eyes, clothes, and fingers were all frozen with ice, so faded away, like an ice sculpture.
The black invention eyes, in the ice and snow, become more and more clear and eye-catching.
She stood there, looking at him quietly.
He blinked and saw her, his eyes frozen.
He smiled slightly, with the corners of his lips curled up, with the little baby looking at the warmth of the sun, he silently opened his mouth: "A Heng, go, don't look at me."