Lin Shuangyu will strive to become famous all his life. The hard bones of his body will not be soaked, broken, and broken. He is a person who can turn his back on his back and turn a difficult situation into a dish of pickles, crunching and swallowing his steamed buns.
At that time, it goes without saying that he understood that his marriage with Qiao Sishan was just a matchmaker, and his words were insincere. Qiao Sishan has been procrastinating and gentle all his life, not rigid and inflexible, and inconspicuous; Lin Shuangyu is fierce and thorny, and the height of the steel scale in his heart has always been based on his own measurement rules.
Qiao Fengtian listened to Lin Shuangyu scolding Qiao Sishan for half his life, and watched her take care of him silently for half his life. When I was in school, I could still hold a broom and chase her around Langxi with a nasty breath, chasing her around and beating her.
Now I can't walk two steps to the ground to chop two swathes of lettuce and coriander grown by myself, and I'm not so quick and easy. Once the back is rotten, people are not old, they are really old.
Qiao Fengtian knew that he was most like her, and that he inherited all her life's cunning and paranoia. So the same two poles are always mutually exclusive.
Lin Shuangyu and Qiao Fengtian actually knew each other tacitly. When I see you uncomfortable, you may not be happy when you see me. Why don't we take a step back and let's take a step back, and we are so connected to a mother-son relationship, not much to mention, not much to see. So balanced and tacit, he waited silently until Lin Shuangyu buried himself in the ground, crying for a wooden box and a handful of bones.
This relationship is over, it's over.
who loves your mother.
So no matter how Lin Shuangyu hates herself, hates herself, and feels that she is a perverted shemale, Qiao Fengtian neither hates her nor blames her. At most, it has become a crucian carp thorn that can't be swallowed. You always think it's soft, but it's gone. How can you know that it hurts when you swallow it coldly.
Poke yourself all the time, remind yourself: don't look back, take big strides.
Du Dong stopped a taxi and asked Li Li to sit behind with Qiao Shanzhi, who was carrying a small schoolbag, and opened the co-pilot's door by himself. He was too tall, and when he got in, the door frame knocked his brow bone, and there was a sound of "bang bang".
Hearing the driver frowned and pouted, he gasped, "Ho! Does it hurt?"
Li Li hurriedly jumped the first half of his body and reached out to rub his forehead, "Hey, you're stupid, why don't you look at it, you're going to have good luck."
"Hey, too." Du Dong hides behind one eye with one hand, and swings the other back and forth, "Let's go, Master, Linan Municipal Party Committee Hospital, stop at the inpatient department at the South Gate."
"Complete."
Du Dong couldn't understand why Qiao Fengtian was about to take the little five sons back suddenly, instead of sending them home and to the hospital. how? Showdown? He led the child to the door of the ward, pointed at the person on the bed, and said, "Hey, you see it, then your dad, you can't be hit by a car, you can't speak, you can't move, you hurry up. Be mentally prepared.
There is spectrum or not!
Du Dong clicked the phone all the way to send a text message to Qiao Fengtian.
"What do you want, you!"
The text message came back quickly, "Arriving soon?"
"Forcing your mother."
"If you come, people will be put aside. If you come, you will say it to her face, and you will turn around three times with one ear scraping round."
"I'm just saying that I'm so stupid, hey, I'm so stupid, why is your grandma there? Your grandma knows? You didn't plan to tell her, were you afraid that your father's heart would not be able to stand the stimulation? Why are you trying to hide this or that? I can't hide it in the end, my darling!"
"Can you put the punctuation marks honestly? I didn't say it, she knows it herself."
"Who is this who will be babbling nonsense all day long with his mouth open!"
"Zhang Feng, didn't I mention it to you?"
"Who is he, when the hell did you tell me?! I called you these days, did you pick it up? It's not like you just hang up when you get back! You just told me about you. Brother, you don't have to take criminal responsibility, and you didn't say anything else!"
Qiao Fengtian didn't reply, Du Dong continued to post.
"Feng Bufeng, don't care about it! Hey, if she knows, then you can't let Xiao Wuzi know! What if she takes Xiao Wuzi back to Langxi and doesn't let him read Li-affiliated Primary School? You still want him to continue. Have you learned? Are you going to let him become a talent? And let him stay in Langxi facing the loess for the rest of your life like your brother?"
Du Dong is impatient, and often gets out of the way, which makes him feel inappropriate.
Qiao Fengtian still didn't return.
Du Dong smacked his mouth, turned the phone over and slapped it on his thigh. After about four or five minutes, the "buzz" began to vibrate again.
"It's not something I just want to understand, and I don't say it alone. Come on, I'll wait for you at the door."
Lin Shuangyu has only ever been angry in front of outsiders, and has never cried. In her opinion, sadness is extremely personal, and she must grit her teeth and keep it from showing it to others.
She watched from a distance Du Dong took the little five sons all the way down the corridor.
Qiao Fengtian stood by the wall on one side, staring at him, wondering if it was dark and thin again. The straight ridges of Lin Shuangyu and Qiao Fengtian are surprisingly similar, as if they were drawn with the same ruler, but now, one is standing and the other is sitting.
"Little five sons..."
Lin Shuangyu put his hand on his trousers and clenched his hands, and half stood up as if he was cramped. The other one went around his shoulder and hooked his hand to slip the schoolbag on his back.
Lin Shuangyu looked like a smile but not like a smile, and bent his eyebrows reluctantly.
"Oh, this little doll's schoolbag is also very heavy."
Xiao Wuzi hadn't seen her for a long time, and he was also thinking about it, remembering to hang it, reaching out and grasping the hem of her clothes firmly, blinking his dark eyes.
"Why is grandma here?"
Lin Shuangyu just looked at him, stroked him, and didn't answer.
Qiao Fengtian's sleeves tightened, and he was dragged around the corner by Du Dong and Li Li without paying attention.
"How are people?"
"Who are you talking about?"
"I said what about me!" Du Dong rolled his eyes, "Isn't this nonsense, your brother, how is your brother now?"
Qiao Fengtian didn't move for a moment, then leaned his arms around the wall and lowered his head.
"The traction has been done, and there is no sign of necrosis in the left hand for the time being, but it is impossible to expect to recover to be able to hold and write as before. Now I just wake up sometimes, I can't recognize people, I can't speak, I can't eat. ."
Du Dong raised his eyebrows and stared, "In this situation, you even brought your mother to the hospital. Why don't you dig a hole for yourself and bury mines, my brother?!"
Qiao Fengtian raised his bangs irritably and turned his head.
When Li Li saw it, he put a hand on Du Dong on the side, pressed his throat and said sideways, "Don't be so fucking old, can you? Just go out, can you listen to what Fengtian has to say?"
So the two of them didn't speak for a while and stood shoulder to shoulder.
"Zhang Feng."
Qiao Fengtian rubbed his fingers and pinched off a grayish-white hide in the seam.
"That person is the owner of the car. My brother who contacted him said he would give him a business with money and asked him if he would do it. My brother had a hard time thinking about driving a black car for him on the road without making a big mistake. I work all day, and I occasionally go out for night shifts and don’t tell the younger five.”
The inverted rawhide has to be torn down to avoid pain, but it can’t be torn cleanly along the way, and it is torn cleanly in the opposite direction, but when it is torn off, an unrelated piece of flesh and blood is often implicated.
"His dad is an old neighbor of our Langxi family. Something happened, and it was spread around... Maybe they didn't tell her about it."
Du Dong looked down at the blood on his fingertips, frowned and reached out, "How did the traffic police handle it? Hey, Li Li has some paper here and wipe it up."
Li Li hurriedly took out the bag and said, "Hey, I'll bring the Band-Aid here too."
"That's not necessary." Qiao Fengtian put his finger in his mouth, rolled his tongue, and wiped off the blood beads, "As a rule, the car must be detained and fined, but if the car cannot be detained, it will be fined 30,000 yuan."
Du Dong helped him open the seal, took out a tissue and said, "How do you count?"
"He doesn't want it, I don't want to pay the fine, and I don't want to pay for the car. He said that he was sorry for my brother, that he didn't expect to be in this situation, and I have only 40,000 cash in hand, and I transferred it to him. ." Qiao Fengtian swallowed the fishy smell in his mouth.
Du Dong suddenly looked incredulous, and shoved Qiao Fengtian with his elbow.
"You're stupid! He doesn't want you to pay you and give you more money to burn? You think you won't be able to spend any money in the future, did you pay him 40,000 all at once, and your brain is flooded?!"
Qiao Fengtian shook the tissue, pinched a corner and pressed it on his fingertips, smiling coldly.
"I'm just stupid, I just have water in my head, and I just can't owe others favors, okay? You met me on the first day?"
Du Dong opened his mouth, but there was nothing to refute.
Right now, there is a jingle of the poor, and the urgent sale news that He sent out has not yet echoed, and the medical expenses of Dongda are still hanging in the air. The payment slips were sent down one by one, and Qiao Fengtian saved up a red, red and white ticket folder.
He was glad he didn't tell Du Dong that he had sold the house too. If I really want to mention him, he, a person who eats radishes without worrying about it, will definitely be able to snatch all the dirty words he has learned in his life. The family's family is all cleaned up.
Said, the money is not enough to find me! I'll lend it to you! Don't sell the house!
The love and righteousness goes too far, and he doesn't even think about having a small family.
Qiao Fengtian glanced at Li Li and closed his eyelids in his heart.
Lin Shuangyu looked up and saw Qiao Fengtian coming all the way, stopped at the feet of Xiao Wuzi, and squatted down.
Qiao Fengtian was also very confused, but he should let the hope that the fifth son never know. He certainly hoped that Qiao Liang would always be tall, gentle, majestic and full of vitality in his heart, just like every ordinary father.
Qiao Liang himself definitely didn't want to be so chaotic, pale and sickly, that his son looked at him unobstructed.
But even Lin Shuangyu knew, his so-called insistent concealment seemed plausible. He neither wanted Lin Shuangyu to exaggerate the facts in front of the little five sons, nor did he instruct Lin Shuangyu to act deaf and dumb in front of the child with him, doing things that she would never learn in her life.
What's more, everything has not been settled, and he really doesn't have the spare energy to make up a perfect fairy tale for the little five sons.
Lin Shuangyu always said that God can't open his eyes, and he can't get along with the Qiao family. Qiao Fengtian actually felt that this was not the case. Caosheng Yiqiu lived his whole life, God knows no one, and all the things people have to experience are his unintentional, not his intentions.
If the little five sons are destined to experience these things, and provoking these things, Qiao Fengtian has the responsibility to teach him how to bear from the perspective of an elder, not how to hide.
If he can learn to accept, then he must be different from other boys.
If he can learn to be strong, then the life he has not yet started must be limitless.
Qiao Fengtian thought about everything as if he was hypnotized, thinking about a bright place. He grabbed the warm hands of the little five sons firmly on his knees, and looked at his thick and peaceful brows carefully.
Xiao Wuzi was nervous and heartbroken, and Lin Shuangyu could see that he was shrugging his shoulders and holding his legs tightly.
"Uncle..."
"Little Wuzi, your father is sick, and it will take a long time to recover. Uncle hasn't told you these days. Uncle is afraid that you are worried. Do you blame uncle?" Qiao Fengtian tried his best to speak gently. It's a light weight to say.
Xiao Wuzi is not as happy and angry as the children next to him, but his face is stiff and his expression is stagnant.
Du Dong listened silently on the side, feeling uncomfortable in his heart, turned his head not to look, but listened to Li Li's extremely inappropriate retching.