Chapter 50: Eat melon

Zhuang Ya felt that he was unreasonable, but (强qiang) forced herself to sit down patiently and talk to him: "I am doing it for your own good. Don't think that the situation is good now. You can really rely on this to make money for a lifetime. You need money. , I’ll give it to you. When you grow up a little bit and figure out what you want to do, you can use it as a starting capital to realize your dream..."
Xia Ye looked at her with a face sinking like water.
Zhuang Ya paused, and his tone slowed down a little bit: "You are still young, so you should not understand. Mom is here, and I want to tell you some things. You should do what you are at your age, you know. Huh? You should not put money in the first place now, but learn and broaden your horizons."
Xia Yedao: "So do you regret it?"
Zhuang Ya was stunned, "What?"
Xia Ye had a blunt tone and mocked: "I regret not leaving me and my dad earlier and do what you should do."
Zhuang Ya's face (color) was hard to look, she raised her brows, and said impatiently: "I don't always have time to spend with you (gan gan). I am very busy at work. This time I only have half a day, regardless of you. Believe it or not, I really want to help you this time."
Xia Ye shook his head, "I don't need any help."
Zhuang Ya was annoyed by his non-advanced attitude, even her grown-up son looked the same as when she was a child, stubbornly living in her own logic, completely unreasonable. She took a sip of water and tapped her delicate nails on the water glass. "How did your dad teach you all these years? I know I can't receive any formal education in such a small place..."
"Speaking of my dad, I also want to ask for him." Xia Ye suddenly interrupted, staring at her, "You left us for money, right?"
Zhuang Ya lowered her voice and said angrily: "What did your dad tell you?"
Xia Ye looked at her, shook her head for a while, and said dumbly: "He never said this to me, he didn't say a word. He only said that he didn't do a good job, that it was a burden to you, and that he didn't take care of me. , You have been with him for more than ten years, don’t you know what is (sexual xing)? He is a good old man, but you don’t want a good person, you want money and power, because you want those things, so you were Keep going."
"Xia Ye!"
"You'd rather marry someone else's teenage child and be a mother, or go to the circle you recognize."
Zhuang Ya closed her eyes and her mouth was raging, but her quality did not allow her to do anything rude here. What she hates most in her life is embarrassment-embarrassment because of poverty, and because of humbleness. Embarrassed by her posture, she swore that no matter when it was, she would never change back to the same self.
Xia Ye couldn't talk to her anymore, got up and left.
Zhuang Ya hadn't been treated so rudely for a long time. She was so angry that she stood up and called him twice, but Xia Ye didn't mean to stop at all, opened the store door and walked out.
The wind chimes in the coffee shop banged twice. There were no customers in the shop at this time, only the waiter looked at this side curiously.
Zhuang Ya was also fed up, took a big bill on the table, and left the store with a sullen face.
Xia Ye returned very early, there was no one at home, and he was not in the mood to go to the front yard to deliver books to the child, so he went straight back to the bedroom and covered his head (sleeping in Shui).
He hasn't had a good rest since the last few days, and this is even more so today. He only feels a terrible headache and nausea.
Whether it is physical or psychological.
He tried not to think about the people he saw today or the things he had said, but he kept reverberating in his ears until he was groggy (sleeping Shui).
He had a dream.
Dreamed of that trial.
All the tables and chairs became very big, and he shrank into a child, standing there at a loss.
"Only ten years old!"
"I don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick!"
"This is too terrible, this is (Fan) crime!"
"Yes, the first internet (Fan) crime in the country, the telecommunication database was modified...it was a criminal case of a significant amount."
"Even if there is a child protection law, what about his parents? Parents have not done a good job of supervision responsibility, they should take responsibility!"
...
There are voices in all directions. Some people are whispering, some are sitting on a high platform and pronouncing a sentence. The ten-year-old boy is standing there and looking around. What he thinks in his mind is that his father’s body is bad and his face is full. Tension and worry. I looked around and didn't see my father. Not only did he not relax, he became more upset. His father is not here. Yes, his father is sick and he is treated in the hospital.
There was another figure beside him. He looked up in his dream and saw his mother.
They are very similar.
In the past, when Zhuang Ya took him out, people who met them knew that they were mother and child without asking, they looked so alike.
The woman on the side has a tall nose and (thin bao) lips are red, so faint to everyone, she raised her brows and looked over with careless arrogance. She stood there, did not hold her son's hand, just came forward to accompany her, listening to the eloquent debates of the lawyer she had found.
The little boy in the dream wanted to slam her hand, but was soon slapped off, and in exchange for a soft rebuke: "Sit down!"
As before, the boy sat there with no expression on his face, like a delicate puppet.
It's just that this puppet is not as obedient as a woman thinks, and it is no longer the capital she can bring out to show off.
The dream was intermittent, and soon it became the home where Xia Ye had lived before.
The things in the house are messy, the woman is packing things, and the weak child can’t stop it. She packed a suitcase, and when she was dragging it away, she was hugged by the boy again. This time the boy was so flustered that she couldn’t stop. Promise: "I, I will be obedient, mother don't leave, don't leave me and father, I will be a good child...I will never use the computer again, I promise you!"
The woman frowned, pulled his arm away, and screamed in an extremely impatient tone: "When will you be like a normal child? Huh? When will you be normal, let me relax and take a breath?"
In the dream, the woman kept pinching his arm, her mouth opened and closed, reprimanding something. He wanted to fight (off tuo) but also fight (off tuo), but if he moved a little, he was pulled tighter, (chest xiong) His mouth was suffocated.
Xia Ye's eyelashes trembled and woke up from his dream.
When I opened my eyes, I saw the kid lying on his stomach (chest xiong), smiling at him, rubbing his head against his (chest xiong) and saying: "Brother get up~"
Xia Ye closed his eyes, rolled over and pressed the child there, and patted him twice.
Tang Jinyu usually moves slowly, but now the man gets up cleverly and hides with her (fart).
Xia Ye ignored him, got up to wash, and after a few handfuls of water splashed on his face for a long time, he woke up completely from the nightmare. His body was sweaty, his stomach was uncomfortable, and he couldn't eat anything.
Tang Jinyu came over and stood by his legs. The child didn't hold any grudges at all. He stepped on his feet and handed him a towel. "Is your brother tired from the exam?"
Xia Yedao: "Tired."
"At that moment, will you come to my house, OK?"
"doing what?"
"Cut watermelon for brother to eat~"
Xia Ye glanced at him. The child was happy, holding his leg and raising his head and said: "Brother has finished the exam, eat together! It's sweet!"
The expression on Xia Ye's face became looser, and he bent over to hug him, "A watermelon is so happy. You didn't eat less watermelon this year? Didn't you buy it the day before yesterday."
"It's not the same, I planted well." The child gestured to him happily, "Dad weighed it this morning, sixteen pounds, the king of melon!"
There are also more than a dozen catties of watermelons sold on the street, but compared to the ones grown at home, they are always less novel. In addition, this melon almost grows up under their eyelids. The baby is so darling. They take a small ruler to measure the size every day, and it won’t be delayed in wind or rain.
Xia Ye hugged him and went out, and saw the "Story King" casually thrown on the coffee table in the outside living room. He picked it up and gave it to him. As expected, he gave him a "wow" sound. If it sounds good, it's like no money. From the mouth of the child in his arms, a book can be praised for a whole day.
Xia Ye hugged him and walked downstairs slowly. He walked while listening to him. They were all those he was used to. His brother didn't learn any new words now, just tossing and saying "Brother is good."
I don't know why, Xia Ye listened all the way, feeling calm.
When I went to the front yard and opened the door to enter, I returned to my usual appearance.
Tang Hongjun had already prepared cutting boards and knives, and the preparations were very serious. Seeing them come in and greet them for help. It was also a small favor. He asked the two children to take a wet towel and wipe the melon, which was considered to have been finished. .
Tang Jinyu was very careful when she wiped it, stepping on her feet and saying to Xia Ye: "Brother look, piggy tail~"
Xia Ye followed and looked at it. The watermelon was round and round. It had a short "tail" at the top and made a circle like the enlarged version of the ball his brother usually plays.
Tang Hongjun tried his best to fight for favor: "Xiaoyu, look at Dad, Dad is going to cut it!"
Xia Ye picked up the child and put it on a chair beside him, letting him stand and watch.
Mr. Tang raised the knife and cut the watermelon. With a crisp "　 bang", the melon split itself as soon as the blade cut a bit!
The big watermelon on the restaurant table was crispy and cracked in half, the skin was thin and crispy, and it was full of moisture, red hearts and black seeds, and the watermelon juice flowed out. Sweeter.
Tang Hongjun cut up large pieces for everyone to eat. Xia Ye had no appetite at first, but the watermelon was slightly cool and sweet in his mouth, so he also ate two pieces.
Tang Jinyu ate a large piece and sat contentedly on the reddish part of the melon skin.
Tang Hongjun said distressedly, "Xiaoyu won't eat that piece. Dad will change it for you. Let's eat this big one, this sweet!"
Tang Jinyu refused to answer, shook her head and said, "I'm full."
Tang Hongjun is still persuading him: "If a small piece is not full, you can eat a little more, we have so much left."
"Brother take the rest."
"what?"
"My brother is very tired after taking the exam."
Tang Hongjun looked at the half of the big watermelon left on the table and tried to persuade him: "That's not enough, baby, let's keep a little too. You have planted it for a summer, so it doesn't matter if you eat more."
Tang Jinyu shook her head and refused to eat.
The child was satisfied after eating one piece. When Xia Ye was willing to take the rest away, the two families kept half of them. In addition, he took an extra portion for Teacher Xia who worked overtime at night and asked Xia Ye to take it back. Xia Ye looked at the watermelon in the bag and said, "Uncle, there are too many, save some more for Xiaoyu."
Tang Hongjun sighed and said, "I think too, but Xiaoyu just picked the watermelon this morning. Isn't our family five people? Sixteen catties of watermelon, three catties per person."
Xia Ye was puzzled: "That's a pound more."
Tang Hongjun was happy: "Leave it for you. Every time Xiaoyu divides things, isn't it yours the most? Hey, my dad can't compare to me!"
Xia Ye laughed and went back with the watermelon.
But a watermelon is more precious than anything.
Teacher Xia came back from working overtime at night. After listening to what he said, she was very sorry for not catching up with the melon cutting ceremony, but after eating the watermelon in the refrigerator, she smiled again: "Xiaoyu hasn't eaten ice watermelon yet. , Wait until he gets older, and give him a taste next time."
Tang Jinyu has always been protected very well. Tang Hongjun and his wife have been protected a little bit, but they would rather be more careful than daring to make the child sick again. They were frightened by the fever last time.
The Xia family is also very concerned about the children's body. Everyone in the family unites and strives to create the illusion that "watermelon never needs to be eaten on ice". Throughout the summer, only in the hottest days, children are allowed to eat a few mouthfuls of ice cream, and a lick is very satisfying.
The whole family is waiting for the child to grow up quickly, be healthy, and grow into the most carefree appearance.