In the following months, a lot of things happened.
My life slowly returned to normal. As my third uncle, I told the people below that I was going to other places to investigate for a long time, and I needed to confess the business of the shop to my nephew.
The person from Xiaohua came from Changsha and removed my mask in a hotel.
When I saw my face again, I burst into tears. I didn't expect that I would be vulnerable at this time, that feeling.
It seems to have removed countless necessary strength, necessary bravery, necessary responsibility, necessary decisiveness, necessary bloody and cruelty. I finally changed back to Wu Xie.
I am finally the innocent and innocent who can shrink back, can be weak, can laugh, can embarrass, can die every day.
I can reply to others "why" or "no" without hesitation, and even scold others without hesitation: "***, you don't know, then who do I ask?"
I cried for a long time, was it lost or was it an emotional breakdown? I didn't do anything, I just couldn't stop crying, I held the girl, and she patted my back without saying anything.
When I let go of her, there were tears in her eyes. She said she had never seen a person and cried so sadly.
I drank a lot of wine in the evening. I have placed a lot of cups on the table, so lonely souls and ghosts will come to add to the fun. I hope that there are people I know who can see me now, so I am sincerely relieved.
However, the mask on the face is taken off, but it is difficult to take off the mask on the heart. In the next few days, I would still speak suddenly in the third uncle's tone, and would suddenly wake up in sleep, feeling that I was exposed and lost all my work, and even when I looked in the mirror, I felt a strange feeling.
Fortunately, my illusion gradually faded over time.
I am at least a person who can adapt to the environment very well, the fat man is right.
After the rest, I returned to my shop. When Wang Meng saw me, he showed an unfamiliar expression, and it took a long time to realize that I was back.
He is a little fatter, and a little more decadent. I looked at the rubbings on the shelf, and it seemed that there were fewer rubbings. It seemed that if there was no business, there would always be one or two gifts from heaven.
I lay down on the recliner in the back room, looked at the familiar and unfamiliar environment around me, and began to lead a daydreaming life again.
However, I soon realized that it was impossible. The heavy business on Sanshu made me have to work hard.
Wang Meng asked me to resign for the first time that night, and I gave him a salary increase before he agreed to continue.
Even the most stable and purest minds are always changing slowly. Of course, this change is positive, and the mistakes are more on my side.
In fact, before, I really wanted to fire him, but now, I only hope that there are more things that can make me feel my real existence, and try not to make any changes.
I don't know what kind of mentality this is, but on the Internet, many people call this idea: You are old.
There are still some difficulties in using Wu Xie's identity to take over San Shu's business. On some issues, I got help from my second uncle. I always stumble in business management, but I am not afraid at all.
Because, even if everything in my hands is lost, I don't care anymore. Once people have this mentality, they can judge important things more calmly and objectively.
During this time, I also got some information from Xiaohua. All this is not too difficult for him, but there are some difficulties.
His injury was very serious. After returning, he stayed at Concord for a while, then transferred to the United States for treatment, and returned from the United States about two months later.
A few days after returning home, I received an email from him in which he told me about his situation.
He did not attend the funeral of Mrs. Huo. The Huo family followed the instructions of Mrs. Huo and was succeeded by Xiuxiu. With his own strength, it was difficult for Xiuxiu to balance the various disputes in the family.
Xiaohua broke off all business with the Huo family and barely suppressed the situation.
There must be various performances by the bulls, ghosts and snakes from all walks of life. The family letter that instructs the old lady Huo determines that everything can only be performed under the surface of the water.
The days to come will be quite difficult, but Xiaohua said that compared to when he was a child, it is already a very good situation. He let me not worry.
I represented the Wu family in Hangzhou and also expressed my attitude. I know that there is a small flower, Xiuxiu will definitely be able to go on, and can walk safely, and where I need me, I will definitely help.
Although there must be a lot of stumbling in the future, but now it can only take one step.
About three months after my return, I held a small funeral for Pan Zi and a small memorial service.
There are six tablets between Pan Zi's Tomb and Da Kui. There was no one to sweep the grave in front of Da Kui's tomb. It was already in a mess. I simply cleaned it.
After that, he helped Pan Zi deal with some trivial matters that he didn't have time to deal with during his lifetime.
When I entered Pan Zi’s rental house, I saw a bowl of rotten and moldy noodles on the table. The chopsticks are on the side, and the pile of moldy tofu in the bowl has completely turned black and dried.
Obviously, Pan Zi was eating this bowl of noodles before he left. He left before he even had time to clean up, and never came back.
I always felt that he knew that he would definitely not be able to come back, so he didn't do anything about it.
I sat at the table for a while, opened two bottles of beer, drank a bottle by myself, then poured the bowl of noodles and washed the bowls. Then, I went out to find Pan Zi's landlord and made up all the rent owed.
The landlord was still curious: "Where are you buddies?"
I thought about it, and said to him: "I'm back to my hometown to marry a wife."
This is what I think is the best ending for Pan Zi. He had a chance to leave this circle, but he chose an old way, although I don't know which ending he prefers.
For Pan Zi, he might prefer the ending now, but for outsiders, he chose the wrong one.
The fat man stayed in Banai. Telephone contact is inconvenient. I can only call Agui and ask about the fat man's current situation.
Agui said that the fat man now has a very regular life. He does farm work during the day, shakes the dustpan, cooks at night, and stares at the moon in a daze. In many cases, he and the fat man can only say two or three sentences a day.
I asked the fat man if he had any emotions? Is it still completely sluggish as before
Agui said he couldn't see his emotions, but the fat man worked very neatly and didn't talk much. What's better than before, he can utter a few witty words many times.
I told Agui that if the fat guy was short of money there, he would tell me directly and I would send it to him.
I think Fatty will get better. Fatty is not a person who can immerse himself in depression. He knows that Yunyun certainly does not want to see the fat boss become unfunny.
The fat man will slowly get better, although, in this matter, he will definitely shed unhealable scars in his heart. However, Fatty is a good person, and God will not embarrass him for long.
Wang Meng’s work attitude became much more positive after I gave him a salary increase. In addition, I also returned to the shop, and Sanshu’s business would go to the shop to report to me. Many people didn’t know my relationship with him. , Thought he was my confidant and flattered him.
His life value seems to be slowly appearing, and his spirit and spirit have improved a lot.
Seeing his good attitude in doing things, I slowly began to teach him to deal with some work matters. He got started very quickly, and it really helped me a lot later.
Although I didn't expect him to be a right-hand man like Pan Zi, I slowly began to feel that I could rely on him.
Lao Hai, afterwards contacted me several times for business matters.
Lao Hai’s business developed very fast, but it seemed that he was caught up by a certain department. His taxation was always unclean. In addition, the sale of antiques was always a cash transaction, so he was very cautious in doing things later.
In order to avoid hurting him, we used many strange tricks. He didn't show up for many transactions. I directly contacted the buyer and exchanged the money for real objects or gold to the girl in his house.
The girl in his family was originally my favorite type, the playful little Huang Rong. However, since that meeting, we really rarely see each other. Later, she also grew up and matured. The kind of love I had for her at the beginning gradually faded.
Once I was out to relax, passing by Hero Mountain. On weekends, there were a lot of people. I found Lao Hai’s shop among the various shops, but the shutter door was locked tightly.
I knew he was inside, but thinking of all kinds of greetings made me feel too tired, so I turned and left.
As time went by, we gradually became less connected. I don't know if he went in or escaped from the country.