When the phone rang, he was sitting in the rest area on the first day of the new year, sipping tea slowly with his thermos cup, and felt like a good old god.
It's a pity that I was interrupted before I had a good experience.
He took out his cell phone and glanced at it. It was Dad's call.
Dad is now driving in a seafood company with a decent income, but a little tired. Dad is a timid and honest person. He never refuses when he has a job. Just like before, others don’t want to go. Calling him, I have been scolded and useless by my mother and grandma.
But I think it's okay in the first year of junior high. No matter how the class is in, my father is still living quite stable now.
It's just that the contact with my dad has not been too much. After he came out with his dad, my dad has not contacted him for more than a year. He only started calling him last year, but not many times.
"Hello?" Chuyi answered the phone.
"Are you at work?" Dad asked.
"Rest now, rest." The first day of the day replied.
"I'm going back these two days," Dad stopped for a while, sighed, "Go back for a divorce."
On the first day of the new year, I was stunned, and after a while, I came back to my senses: "My mother is looking for you?"
"I changed my number. She called my father and asked for my number," Dad sighed again, "Now your grandma knows about this, I didn't want to tell them."
"What about them, how are they?" asked immediately on the first day.
"It's okay," Dad said, "your father said sooner or later."
"Well," the first day of the junior high school replied, "I will call them in a while."
"Are you going back... to see your mother?" Dad asked.
She was silent for a few seconds on the first day of the new year, and bit her lip: "No, she may not want to see me, see me."
"... Okay," Dad said, "I'll go back for three to five days, and I'll come back after the procedures are complete."
"Yeah." The first day of the day responded.
After hanging up the phone, he looked at the thermos cup at his feet, the cup was a little lacquered, but the engraved words were still very clear, Brother Hang's dog.
He smiled and took a sip from the cup.
This is customized by Yan Hang on a certain treasure. The selected old cadres' meeting gifts are engraved and the font selected is also the special money for old cadres' meeting gifts.
But after a year, I took it to work every day, and I sat here to drink when I was resting. The words on this cup have never been seen by others.
Probably because it is too common.
Just like ordinary people all over the world, small happiness may not be seen by others, it is probably that when you think of it, you will laugh when you walk on the road.
The power of this little happiness is very powerful, and it can make people ignore many other unpleasant things.
For example, the parents are finally getting divorced.
In fact, there was no feeling about divorce on the first day of the new year. There was no discomfort, no depression, and no relief. It was like hearing other gossips.
Someone brought the car over when I was about to get off work. It was an old customer of the first grade, a fat brother.
"Tomorrow." said the first day.
"Let's go later today," said the fat brother, "I'm here."
"Let it go here, help tomorrow, you see," said the first day of the new year, "I'm off work."
"Help me see first." said the fat brother.
"What's wrong, what's wrong?" asked the first day of the month.
"The steering wheel is very heavy when turning," said the fat brother.
"Have you seen the tire pressure?" asked again on the first day.
"Look, it's okay." The fat brother said.
"The wheels are hanging, are they still sinking in the air?" Lu Yi continued to ask.
"I don't know, where do I go to let it hang in the air." The fat brother sighed.
"Then help tomorrow, look," said the first day of the new year, "have a try, it's a long time."
"All right," the fat brother looked at him, "what do you think is the problem?"
"Steering gear, knuckle arm, lower swing arm ball, ball head," said Chu Yi, "all possible."
"Damn, is that bothersome?" Big Brother asked.
"No matter how troublesome it is, I will change something," Chu Yi smiled.
After registering for the fat brother, he changed his clothes and got off work on the first grade.
He was a little happy when he walked out of the door of the auto repair shop. Now he is also a person with old customers and an "old" master who can make old customers wait.
But usually he will go a little bit late, so he will roughly troubleshoot the problem first, but today he has to go on time, and today he and Yan Hang have made an appointment to visit Uncle Yan's shop.
Uncle Yan did exactly as Yan Hang had expected. He set up a bookstore. It took more than half a year from selecting a place to decorating it to completion. It also took more than half a year to save money and be refined. In short, all kinds of toss.
They haven't visited the bookstore since it opened. Today, Yan Hang had a rest, and made an appointment to go there and take a look at it by the way.
In the first year of junior high, he was a little expectant. After all, he had no relationship with books. Apart from reading various auto repair-related books for work, he didn’t even want to read the words on the box. Now he has such a close relationship. He opened a bookstore, and he was quite excited.
After meeting with Yan Hang, the two of them drove straight to the bookstore.
The bookstore is in an alley on the pedestrian street. You can't get in by car, you can only get off at the intersection.
"Buy a bunch of flowers." After getting out of the car for the first time, he looked around.
"What are you doing?" Yan Hang asked.
"I have to show it, right?" said on the first day of the new year. "It's the first time since the opening."
"It's better to buy food." Yan Hang said.
On the first day of the new year, I thought about it: "Okay."
So the two of them went to the hottest roast chicken shop on the pedestrian street, bought a roast chicken, cut it up and put it in a box.
"Are there any bows?" Yan Hang asked the clerk.
"... No." The clerk gave them a blank look.
"This is a gift." Yan Hang said.
"This is the gift box." The clerk pointed to the box in their hands, "Some customers want paper bags."
What else Yan Hang wanted to say, he pulled away at the beginning.
"Be normal," the first day of the junior high school persuaded him sincerely, "who buys roast, roast chicken and tie the butterfly, the bow tie."
"Yes," Yan Hang nodded with a smile, "Usually it is only when giving away a pen, and it has to be bright."
He glanced at him on the first day of the new year.
"It's very beautiful," Yan Hang leaned in his ear and whispered, "I like it very much."
"Poor little boy," Chu Yi sighed, "not at that time, I have confiscated the gift."
"Yeah," Yan Hang nodded, "Little poor boy can still pity others, and I almost couldn't find the gift before it was given."
"Little poor," he sang suddenly on the first day of the new year, "Seventeen or eighteen, no gifts, so pitiful..."
Yan Hang turned his head and looked at him. In the past few years, he has made great progress in everything. With this chanting, not only did he not make any progress, but he felt a little regressive, which was very magical.
"Poor little boy," he thought he was dissatisfied with the lyrics on the first day of the new year, so he quickly changed the words, "turning by the river, the gift is lost, it's so pitiful..."
"How old is it?" Yan Hang said.
"Fourteenth," said the first day of the new year.
"I fucking asked you how old you are now!" Yan Hang glared at him.
"Fourteen," answered the first day of the month.
"You still..." Yan Hang was interrupted as soon as he started talking.
"No," said the first day.
"From now on," Yan Hang said, "walk to the door of the store, don't talk, I'm afraid I will hit you."
On the first day of the year, he smiled, closed his mouth and nodded.
They have never been to Dad’s shop. They wanted to come when it opened, but Dad didn’t let it go. He said that there was no opening procedure, no guns, no big flower baskets, and no discounts, so don’t come to join in the fun.
However, Cui Yi still gave the flower baskets, and gave them twenty. Yan Hang was shocked when he heard about it, but his father took a photo.
There are twenty mini flower baskets half the palm of your hand. They are placed in two rows on the cashier counter. I don’t know where Cui Yi customized them. Each flower basket has a small streamer, and there are some congratulations on it.
Although I haven't been here, the shop is still easy to find. A small wooden sign was hung at the entrance of a pedestrian street with the word "book" on it, and then an arrow was drawn to point inward.
After turning into the alley, you can see the small door face of the bookstore.
"It's not bad outside," Yan Hang sighed when he saw the face of the door, "I don't know what's inside. It is said that Lao Cui found a college student to design it."
"Yeah." The first day of the day responded.
"You can talk." Yan Hang said.
"I'll take a picture," he took out his phone on the first day of the new year.
The bookstore seemed to have no signboards. Yan Hang looked around and didn't find any words, but it didn't seem to need any signboards anymore. You can see the books on the bookshelf at the door by looking through the wooden door with glass.
Yan Hang went to open the door, and a small, very fine metal collision sounded, thin and sweet.
He followed him on the first day of the new year and looked up. There was a wind chime hanging by the door with many small silver metal stars on it.
The area of the shop is not large, the two-story loft style, and the decoration is also very simple. In addition to the irregularly placed high and low bookshelves, there are various bean bags and cushions, as well as small sofas and can be placed at will. Small table.
After entering the store, turn right to the cashier counter. On the first day of the new year, I saw Uncle Yan who was reading a book nestled on a bean bag behind the cashier counter.
On the first day of the new year, I always see Yan Hang wearing a headset and reading a book by the bay window. Yan Hang has gangsterism on his body, but when he reads, that gangsterism will be suppressed by his focused and casual look, and he looks quite harmonious. of.
Uncle Yan is different. Uncle Yan’s quack temperament will not disappear even when he is taking a nap. Now he is holding a book on a beanbag, and it will also make people think that he is not reading but Ambush, it is possible to draw a knife from the book at any time...
"No business?" Yan Hang said after turning around and looking around the store.
"Don't be afraid," Uncle Yan raised his eyes and looked at them.
Yan Hang sighed, "I picked it up, right?"
"I picked it up on the first day of the junior high school." Uncle Yan said.
On the first day of the year, he smiled and put the roast chicken next to Uncle Yan's leg: "Small gift."
"Roast chicken?" Uncle Yan opened the box. "Young people just have an idea. They will give a roast chicken as a gift for opening."
"The line is very long, the line is." On the first day of the new year, he turned two times in front of the bookshelf, went to the attic again, and leaned on the railing to look down, "It feels very, very comfortable."
Yan Hang entered the cabin behind the checkout counter and found that it was a small kitchen with everything from a coffee machine to an oven.
"Do you invite someone to cook a simple meal?" Yan Hang asked.
"Well," Dad nodded, "Why do you want to change jobs?"
"I don't want to." Yan Hang said.
Dad smiled, stood up and stretched, "How do you feel here?"
"Very good," Yan Hang said, "It's not a polite word, but it's quite comfortable. Did you pick the books?"
"Well, I have to make up," Dad said. "Old Cui found a lot of interesting books. If you open them, you can sit down. If you have time, you can get me an English book list. I will show you Improve your level."
"Yes," Yan Hang walked to the coffee machine and turned to look at him, "Are you drinking?"
"Don't drink, I've been drinking it all morning," Dad took the roast chicken box and sniffed, "Smell this coffee scent."
Yan Hang made two cups of coffee and brought them to the second floor.
He was sitting on a small sofa on the first day of the junior high school, holding an atlas and looking at it.
"What book?" Yan Hang asked.
"Dog," Chuhu turned around to let him take a look at the album, "very cute."
"Just go back and look in the mirror," Yan Hang sat next to him and squeezed with him, "My dog is also cute."
"The cutest." He lowered his head and continued to flip through the album.
"Yeah." Yan Hang put the coffee in his hand.
"Uncle Yan did it?" He picked it up and took a sip, "No, you did it."
"You can drink it all." Yan Hang smiled.
"Well," Chu nodded, "you can also eat the dishes you make, and come out."
Yan Hang didn't speak, scratched his head, then turned his hand back and took a random book from the bookshelf behind him.
"Mysterious Island."
He flicked twice on the cover, what a coincidence.
The first time he read a science fiction novel was Verne's trilogy. In the first year he started wandering around with his father, he didn't know where he got it.
He watched it every day and took it with him when he moved, but then he didn't know where to go. He moved too many times, and sometimes walked in a hurry, and a lot of things disappeared.
Now when I saw it again, I suddenly felt a little emotional.
He looked back at the bookshelf again. Sure enough, both "Children of Captain Grant" and "Twenty Thousand Miles Under the Sea" were there, and the covers were the same as the one he had read. The books are not new, they should have been bought.
I don't know if Dad is also nostalgic.
Yan Hang read the book for a while, and when he was about to go down and ask his dad to go out to eat together, his dad brought them two takeaways from the store next door.
"Am I still talking about going out to eat?" Yan Hang was stunned.
"I'm looking at the store, I can't go out." Dad said.
"Oh, that's okay," Yan Hang nodded, then looked downstairs, "Take the Gang Gang..."
"I have finished the roast chicken," Dad touched his stomach, "I bought these two for you two."
"... Didn't leave us a bite of the roast chicken?" Yan Hang looked at him.
"I bought it myself, I bought you rice and you want me to serve you with a roast chicken?" Dad turned around and went downstairs, "Don't cheat the old, they are all pretty big people."
On the first day of the new year, he leaned on the sofa and laughed for a long time.
"It's so irritating." Yan Hang opened the takeaway and looked at it. It was fried noodles. Although it was very fragrant, it was indeed irritating compared to roast chicken.
"Hungry fast." said the first day.
"I'm hungry," Yan Hang sighed, picked up the lunch box and started eating, "Would you like to go around in a while?"
"Just read it here and read a book for a while," said the first day of the new year, "I feel very comfortable."
"You actually feel that reading is particularly comfortable?" Yan Hang was a little surprised.
"No," he sat up on the first day of the first year and leaned on him again, "just this, this kind of feeling, I'm with you, I don't want anything, just nest and nest."
"Did you have something wrong?" Yan Hang hugged his head and rubbed it.
"No," closed his eyes on the first day of the new year, then opened them again after a while, "by the way, my dad will leave tomorrow and get a divorce."
"Your mother is back?" Yan Hang asked.
"Well," said the first day of the month, "I don't know if it is, it's not because of new feelings, so I think that I am getting divorced."
"Let's leave," Yan Hang said, "It's boring to stay away. Your dad can find a girlfriend again after leaving."
"Yes," Chu put his leg on the armrest of the sofa, "I don't know why I was getting married."
"At the beginning, there were still feelings," Yan Hang said, "It's just that people have changed slowly over the past two decades, and so have feelings."
He didn't speak on the first day of the new year, holding the dog book and staring at the ceiling in a daze.
Yan Hang didn't say anything else, took the lunch box and put it on his forehead slowly eating fried noodles.
"Is it delicious?" asked the first day of the new year, "it smells good, it smells good."
"Open your mouth." Yan Hang said.
Chu opened his mouth.
Yan Hang put a chopsticks of fried noodles into his mouth: "It's okay."
"Well," Chu Yi chewed, "You can feed me."
"Why?" Yan Hang said.
"It's cute by me," said the first day of the new year.
"Pick you cheeky." Yan Hang snorted.
"Every day I say smoke, smoke me," Chu Yi smiled, "I didn't give up once, I was willing to smoke."
"Sooner or later, I will give you a cruel meal," Yan Hang put a chopstick noodle into his mouth, "If you don't usually clean up, you don't know who is covering you."
"Brother Xiaotian, what about me." Chu said while eating.
"So don't mess with Brother Xiaotian," Yan Hang said.
She laughed for a long time on the first day of the new year: "Miss Sister said that you will do it again, if you don't live it again, you will have to pass it again. I'm angry."
"No," Yan Hang clipped a piece of meat and fed it to him. "Come on to fix the car with a shirtless dog, and it will explode right away."
In fact, lying down waiting for someone to feed, it’s not very comfortable. I’m always afraid of choking. You must be very careful when eating, and you will lose your face when you don’t pay attention to the noodles.
But on the first day of the junior high school, he insisted on lying like this, opening his mouth and waiting for Yan Hang to feed him.
He and Yan Hang have been together for quite a long time, not too much when they are so tired and crooked, he especially enjoys this time.
Sometimes he thinks about it and feels a little scared. If a few years pass, will there be such a scene between them.
"Yan Hang," he put his arm around Yan Hang's waist with his backhand, stretched into his clothes, and gently hooked his fingers around his waist, "you said."
"Huh?" Yan Hang replied.
"Everyone changes, right?" asked the first day of the month.
"Yes," Yan Hang said, "Aren't we both changing? We have changed so much."
"Will it change in the future?" asked again on the first day.
"No one is the same all his life," Yan Hang touched his face, "something will change a little bit. If you see more things, think differently, people will also change."
"I don't want to change." said the first day.
"Why?" Yan Hang asked.
"I'm afraid I am afraid, in case one day changes, and you become disliked," said the first day of the month, "then you are so many, pitiful."
"Who?" Yan Hang asked.
"Who and who?" The first day of the year was stunned.
"If you don't like me, who do you like?" Yan Hang asked. Before the first day of junior high school could answer, he grabbed the collar of the first day of junior high school, "Zhou Chunyang?"
I was very happy on the first day of the new year: "What..."
"I should really get him out to fight." Yan Hang said.
"Hurry up, hit it," Chu Yi laughed hard. "You have many wishes and desires. You are a teenager. You will soon realize it. I'll be anxious for you."
Yan Hang laughed: "You can call him to make an appointment later."
On the first day of the year, he turned his head with a smile, opened his clothes, and kissed him on the belly.
"Be careful," Yan Hang said, "My dad is downstairs, and you haven't wiped your mouth after eating fried noodles."
On the first day of the new year, he pulled the paper towel on the small table next to him and wiped his mouth.
"Dogzi." Yan Hang lowered his head and nodded on the tip of his nose.
"Ah." The first day of the junior high school responded.
"Don't worry," Yan Hang said, "In this life you should have no chance to like others except me."
The first day of the new year looked at him: "What about you?"
"Me too," Yan Hang said, "There is no more cute dog than you."
Chu Yi smiled and stretched out his hand and gently squeezed his neck: "I may be, I think too much."
"Is it the divorce of your parents?" Yan Hang asked.
"Probably," said the first day of the new year, "I just got married, and when I got married, I didn't think about it, and I will get through it, right?"
"Your thinking is wrong, why are you always staring at them," Yan Hang said, "you have to look at your Uncle Yan."
He didn't speak on the first day of the new year, and closed his eyes after a long period of silence: "Really."
"There are so many people in the world," Yan Hang touched his eyelashes. "There are so many people who are bullied every day, so I just shot it once and it's you."
On the first day of the new year, he had a good time.
"There are so many people in the world," Yan Hang continued to say softly, "You spent a year looking for one of them, it's me."
"Ah." Chu nodded.
"There are so many people in the world," Yan Hang thought for a while, "I think about words..."
"We are the one who is the most enviable and enviable, a couple." said the first day of the month.
Yan Hang snorted: "Yes, I screamed with envy."
Chu Yi smiled and raised his arm to hook his neck, leaned in and kissed him on the lips.
The author has something to say: Okay, it's all over today. Brother Hang and Brother Gou waved at you, okay!
Thank you, Little Goldfish, for staying with me for such a long time, bow. Love you guys. I will continue to work hard for the next pit, and I hope to see you again.
I have to rest for a while, and I have to pay a lot of debts... The new pit will probably be opened after the Chinese New Year. I will report the development on WB, yeah.