Chapter 91: Never liked you

On Lunar New Year's Eve in 2004, the Wen family was very lively.
The grandparents of the Xin family, Lu Liu, Chen Juan, and Sun Peng, somehow, seemed to have made an appointment and walked through the Wen family together.
The situation is weird and everyone is sad.
Old Xin glanced at the beautiful and charming Chen Juan. Rarely, is this a male doll or a female doll? But I didn’t care. I just treated it as a relative of the Wen family, and said with a loud voice: "Wen San’er, I’m here, make a good tea soon." The big hand held Sindayi, like a little chicken, strode Into the living room.
Sindayi was guilty and sweated. He couldn't stop his grandfather's idea of ​​the Wen family's New Year's Eve on a whim, but knew that Chen Juan must be there, and the relationship between the two was somewhat unclear, so he really didn't want him to meet his grandfather.
Chen Juan squinted at Sindayi, sneering while fanning the cool breeze. Just stepping on the door of Wen's house with the front foot, land flow also arrived on the back.
Chen Juan turned his head and stared at Lu Liu for a long time, pretending not to know each other, and being in peace, entered Wen's house.
Not three seconds after everyone sat down and settled down, Sun Peng walked in against the snow. He smiled and paid homage to Lao Wen and Lao Xin. Wen’s mother was surprised that Xiaopeng had also come, but she murmured in her heart that although the relationship between several neighbors is good, it is not good enough to spend the New Year’s Eve dinner at someone else’s house. To the point? Of course, the Xin family has a close relationship with their family. Chen Juan is helpless in City B. It doesn't matter if the Lu family has 30% equity participation in the Wen family, but what's the matter with this child?
Sun Peng handed over a few large boxes of gifts. They were all valuable skin care products. They said they honored Aunt Wen and Grandpa Wen. Grandpa asked me to pay New Year greetings to my aunt and grandpa.
Sun Peng's grandfather Sun Gong and Wen Muxin are chess friends, and their relationship is good but only good. Compared with Yan Qin and Xin Yunliang, a brother who climbed out of the trenches, they are still far behind.
Well, this year, the worship is a bit early.
Sun Peng turned his eyes and looked like a young man. He said, "It shouldn't be bothering Aunt Wen, but grandpa and they go to the internal party. I don't like those things. Grandpa knows that I like to join in the fun, so he let me come. Your home. He said that the Wen family has a fairy-like atmosphere, and there are many young people. Grandpa Wen likes children, and Aunt Wen is the most gentle and kind, so I am here to be brazen."
Old Xin nodded again and again, feeling the same. He also doesn't like the evening parties held inside. The actors always act out something in the spring and snow, sing some unintelligible words, and pull some songs in the mist. In the first few years, the Chinese New Year rewarded the veteran hero. He went there again and again, and left before waking up. He was put into the car by the guards, and a bunch of old pens and sticks laughed at him all the way. After that, the emperor Ren Tian asked, and he never went again.
Wen's mother squeezed Sun Peng's cheek and smiled: "This child has been narrow since he was a child, and looked at him. What he said was more thoughtful than those of his uncles who came to the old man's house."
Everyone laughed, nodded and said yes.
Sun Peng smiled when he saw Yanxi, leaning in front of him, and turning his eyes brightly at Aheng and Lu Liu: "How about it, the show hasn't started yet, am I too late?"
Yanxi burst into blue veins, want to learn from Uncle Ma, the lion roars you get out of me!
Ah Heng was in a very good mood all day long, blushing, everyone smiled, entertaining guests, and walking in front of Lu Liu, he just said with a smile, "You drink tea."
Lu Liu also smiled, pinched a melon seed, and shook it in front of her: "Miss Wen, is this peanut or grape?"
Aheng bent his eyebrows and replied softly like a child: "Melon seeds."
Everyone's jaws fell. According to Ah Heng's character, he must go back with a smile, "What do you think?" This virtue is 80% related to whom...
Ten pairs of eyes, joking, vicious, ambiguous, worried, and expressionless, all fixed on Yanxi.
Yan Shao had a thick-skinned face, Yan Shaobu blushed, Yan Shao looked back one by one with innocent eyes open.
After the New Year's Eve dinner, everyone sat together to watch the Spring Festival Gala.
Wen's mother poured two tall glasses of red wine and handed them to Wen Lao and Xin Lao, saying that it softens blood vessels and is good for the body. Old Wen shook his head repeatedly, saying that drinking is boring, not as good as white wine, but Wen's mother softly coaxed his father-in-law to finish drinking.
Old Xin thought of his deceased son and his wife, his eyes were red, so Dayi walked over, making faces and somersaults, and even the monkey show was about to be performed before he made his grandfather laugh.
Dayi Mohan: "Master, why are you getting older and younger?"
Old Xin laughed and scolded: "Fuck off, something that is not filial. If your father is not dead, you will run away from home in two days or twos. I dare to count on you in the future?"
Dayi chattered and stretched out a finger: "Just once, when has it been twice in three days?"
Chen Juan's face darkened, and he gently said to A Heng, who was sitting next to him watching TV, "I don't know. Other people's houses look like this. If I knew it, I would, I won't be with Dayi..."
A Heng was stunned, not knowing how to persuade him. She clearly knew that Chen Juan and Dayi had surpassed the friendship of their friends, but she always felt that Chen Juan was just too lonely, so she could not bear to persuade the two to separate, thinking that after a long time, Dayi and Chen Juan would become mature again. Some things may be handled better.
Every year on the Spring Festival Gala, a group of people sing and dance, pointing to how confident the Chinese are. Everyone is watching TV and watching a lively atmosphere. It is also vaguely clear in my heart that the 2004 Spring Festival Gala is already the most gathering people. Those who want to meet and those who don't want to see each other, it is finally a reunion. If you meet on a narrow road where there are enemies and catastrophes, you can slowly count yourself behind your back.
Wen's mother is more sentimental than others. Looking at Yanxi, this child is also a stranger after all.
She looked at him now, but she could still compare the way he drew the way he looked up and grabbed the corner of her skirt twenty years ago with big eyes, not even her knees. His voice was full of childishness. He said, "Auntie, next time I go to the children's playground, I will also bring Xiaoxi, okay?"
Those big eyes, in addition to anticipation, there is also anxiety.
At that time, Si Wan was held in her arms, curiously and innocently looking down at the child without a mother. And Xiaoxi stuffed Si Wan all the candies sent from the United States, smiled so that her eyes were crooked, and tugged Si Wan on tiptoe, and said: "Come down, come down, Wen Si Wan, my grandfather said he loves to act like a baby Is not a good boy."
Si Wan listened to Xiaoxi the most, and writhing in her arms about going down, she put Si Wan down. The child was very cunning, and stretched out a pair of small hands: "Auntie, hug, hug Xiaoxi."
She was stunned and picked him up. The child wrapped her arms around her neck almost quickly. The little guy had tears in his eyes. He said, "Auntie, Sun Peng, he said that my mother didn’t like me so he didn’t want me. He said you didn’t like me so he didn’t take me to the children’s paradise. I know my mother doesn’t Like me, do you like me?"
Then, do you like me?
This sentence, time and space revolve, to 2010.
A two-year-old baby with big eyes learned a weird song in the Spring Festival Gala. He clapped his hands and smiled at her with crooked eyes. He sang, I like you, do you like me or not.
In a trance, nothing has changed for nearly half a lifetime for twenty or thirty years.
She cried.
The child wiped her tears with her little hands, pursed her little mouth and said, "Grandma, you cry, you don't like babies."
She took the child into her arms, sobbed, and said, "Grandma likes you, but she likes you."
This child, who was bleeding a quarter of her blood, finally became her child, like a pearl and jade, and will no longer be disappointed or hurt.
He stood on tiptoe, hugged her forehead and kissed her, like his father comforted others, stroked her hair and said, "Grandma, be good, be good, don’t cry, mother said, cry, bad boy ."
She smiled and hugged her grandson tighter: "Don't listen to your mother's nonsense, your father used to cry when he was young, but he is really a good boy."
It was almost midnight in 2004, and Aheng and Sier went upstairs to clean the room. The old rules in the family are gone, so let's remove the old and welcome the new.
In the rooms on both sides of the second floor, Aheng and Sier are in a row.
When Sier scanned Aheng's room, he saw that the drawers in the room were not closed tightly, but they couldn't be closed by pushing them in. When he opened it, it turned out that there was a letter stuck in the cracks in the wood at the bottom.
After taking it out, I discovered that it was a last letter my father had written to Aheng but had not sent it.
Sier remembered that his father had not written to her alone, and he couldn't help feeling jealous, and mumbled: "What's so great about my own life, don't I love you? Dad, you are unfair."
The letter was cut neatly, Sier puffed up the envelope and peeked inward, but when he saw the words "Yanxi", his heart skipped a beat, and he glanced at the door sneakily. No one shook his hands quickly and opened the envelope.
After reading it, he settled in place like a wooden stake, his face pale.
For a long time, she heard the footsteps and turned around, Aheng was already outside the door.
She squinted, saw the letter in Sier's hand, sighed softly, and asked her, "Did you read?"
Si'er had a complicated mind and a multitude of thoughts, and patted the letter on the table with an ugly expression: "According to your usual enthusiasm for entertaining relatives in colorful clothes, the reply to my dad must be very wonderful. Isn't it true to my father? Teachings, dare not to deal with Yanxi anymore? No wonder, the head knocks so loud."
A Heng smiled, but said: "Where can I get it from where I can put it back. Except you, if you let others in the family know the content of the letter, I will grab whatever you like in the future."
This is almost, ah no, a blatant threat.
Sier was stunned, and she said, "What did you...what did you give Dad back?"
Aheng said: "Just one word: no."
Si Er let out a loud voice, stuttering: "Are you... still Wen Heng?"
Wen Heng is most pedantic and filial. His parents never speak rebelliously. Gaotang's disgust disappears automatically. His mother wants to be beaten obediently, and he can't even make small gestures behind his back. Although Yinyanxi and her mother soaked for a long time, she never made her mother half unhappy.
She once satirized this person, Wen Heng, did you grow up reading "The Book of Filial Piety" and "The Female Commandment"?
This person answered very calmly. I read the "San Zi Jing" for enlightenment.
As a result, Wensle, the favored Miss Wen of the Wen family, was like a little hen who was defeated in a fight, and she was no longer so rare to fight with Wen Heng. Anyway, I didn't feel the sense of accomplishment after winning. I was happy to see her and Yan Xi nag each other tortured and tortured each other, clapping and applauding a pair of little bitches, ah no, it's little biren.
Si Wan also asked her: "If my sister is your sister-in-law, what do you think?"
She laughed and said, "I curse them to grow old and never separate."
Si Wan touched her head and sighed: "I've grown up, little girl, think about how many trips you made when you were a child, hey, that's really bad water..."
She rolled her eyes and said: "Wen Siwan, don't forget that those stumbling blocks have more than half of your credit. You will pretend to be a gentleman all day long. If Yanxi pinched your braid, you would change it. Those stinky problems with you? Hey, I don't believe it, it's obviously from the womb, the big bad water, just like your sister!"
The words were drawn a bit far, and then back to this letter.
In fact, this is not a letter, it is just a warning to the world, and the deceased Father Wen will probably admire his iron-mouthed calculation after seeing the plot afterwards.
Dad Wen said: "Dad asked someone to forget Yanxi's horoscope, male and female, natural calamity, fate, lonely evil, besides, he still likes men. Son, let's forget it."
Later, I probably thought about my belief in the party and the government. This passage was too mysterious and false, and I didn't feel embarrassed to post it. This became a last letter.
Then, his girl categorically said "no".
Sier squeezed the child's face and yelled unexpectedly: "You stupid stupid stupid stupid!" His sleeves rubbed his eyes, turned around and gritted his teeth and ran away, leaving A Heng dumbfounded.
When the bell rang at zero, the Wen family set up a 10,000-ring firecracker outside the white building.
Everyone ran out, only Xin was greedy, holding the teapot and chatting with Wen, and said, "San'er, your house is really lively today."
Old Wen teased his little thrush and smiled haha: "Look at my little baby, he is jumping out of the cage." Then he sighed at the bird cage, "Even you, do you think you have grown up?"
Sindayi fired a gun and ran away.
Yanxi got close, seeing the bright red light scaredly red, thinking of the past, her body stiffened, she stepped back and was covered by someone from behind her ears, her soft palms, her gentle voice, faintly amid the roar of cannon Clarity: "Yanxi, it's me."
He was imprisoned in that soft and gentle embrace, lowered his head, his pupils were constantly expanding, and turned around and saw Ah Heng amid the roar of cannons.
He thought, why are you again?
He smiled at her, and she laughed too, because she was embarrassed, and the hand covering his ear was soaked with sweat.
Lu Liu stood not far behind Aheng, and Sun Peng laughed loudly in the sound of the cannon, and when he saw Yanxi, he pointed his finger to his ear, smiled, and spoke silently with a faint mockery. : "You have no time."
Yan Xi stared at him in a daze, desperate.
Si Wan looked at all of this and spoke softly to Sier. He said, "Er, sorry, your sister-in-law can't be my sister."
Er Er smiled with tears in her eyes. She said: "Wen Si Wan, you can't imagine that that idiot is still smart, thinking that if you hide the dead, the whole world will want them to be together."
She said, "Wen Siwan, let's help A Heng find a man who has a healthy male face and has no brain to love her wholeheartedly, okay?"
They looked at each other and laughed, but Si Wan shouted at Er'er with his hands trumpeted: "No, Yanxi said that this person must be found."
Er Er curled his lips, but tears fell: "What, he really thought the earth revolved around him? He said that the Wen family must prosper, he said that Yanjia would abandon him, and he said that the person he loves is Lu Liu , Why does he say what it is?"
Si Wan hugged her sister fiercely.
Everything in the sound of the cannon turned into ashes with every second of 2003.
On January 25, 2004 in the Gregorian calendar, they, the sixth year that the two people knew each other, the five years and 183 days that Ah Heng liked Yanxi, Yanxi said: "Wen Heng, I don’t like you. From then on, I don't want to see you anymore."
He said: "Let's break up."