The breakfast my mother made was white porridge and fried dough sticks. Everyone ate it with relish, but An Wuyang swallowed at the fried dough sticks, not because he wanted to eat it, but because he wanted to vomit.
"Here you are." The big root fried dough sticks bought downstairs were given to the younger brother, who ate white porridge by himself.
Dad looked at it and said, "Why has Wuyang become so picky? I don't even eat such fragrant fried dough sticks."
An Wuyang said, "I'm afraid I'll vomit in the car in a while." Then he finished eating the porridge and took the 'nanny bag' given by Mr. Huo, which contained water cups, umbrellas, wet tissues, and bottled dried fruit preserves.
And a hilariously patterned little blanket…
At 8:30, the An family dressed up and went out collectively.
My mother and sister wore brightly colored slim-fit dresses with delicate light makeup on their faces, and they turned heads when they went out.
Dad is in his 40s, and his figure is quite good among his peers.
Wearing a casual suit is also very stylish.
An Wuyang and his younger brother are relatively simple, just T-shirts, shorts, and sneakers.
"Mr. An, Mrs. An, are you going out?" I met neighbors from the same community on the road, and I was very envious when I saw this family.
"Yeah, Mrs. Chen." Ding Wei knows that these full-time housewives are envious of themselves, have a high degree of education and a good job, and their husbands and children are all obedient.
Sometimes she felt that this was quite content.
Although there is also pressure, the situation of middle-class families is like this.
The house is the money that parents have saved all their lives, and they bought the full amount when the couple got married. They don't know how many colleagues envy them without mortgage pressure.
The car is a new car that was replaced a few years ago, a Honda Civic, with a mortgage of 70,000 to 80,000 yuan, and two years of repayment.
In the past, the couple commuted to get off work together, and it was convenient and cost-effective to drive out; since the couple separated from the company, Ding Wei went to work by car, and An Cheng also went to work by car.
After all, he came from a small city, and he rose to a new class by studying. Ancheng's core concept is diligence, thrift and tolerance. This part of the gene was passed on to the second child of their family, but unfortunately the second child could not study, and the advantages of his body were hard-working.
Ann endured hardships and was safe, sitting by the window, with a happy little blanket covering her abdomen, and sipping licorice-flavored dried plums in her mouth.
"Brother, I want too." An Wuji's food is very suitable for his age.
"Eat it." My brother gave him the whole can.
The sister holding her arms looked strangely, what did she see her brother drinking? Goji berries soaked in water? Getting in the car with a small blanket? Wet wipes and umbrellas! Isn't this a must for delicate girls
"The cup was also given by someone else?"
Fortunately, my sister's voice was low, and my parents were not listening to the chat.
An Wuyu bored and searched according to the logo. It was very good. This inconspicuous little broken cup was worth 2,000 yuan. It was indeed a little rich woman, and she was more generous than the rich second generation who chased her.
Looking at her sister's expression, An Wuyang knew that the things that Mr. Huo used were not cheap.
But it's also normal. It should be very rich to be able to acquire a large private company.
An Cheng inadvertently glanced at the rear mirror, his eyes lit up, it was a luxury car, a man's favorite, but unfortunately he couldn't afford it in his life, so he could only look at it.
"Tsk tsk." The license plate number is also easy to remember, and the breath of a local tyrant is blowing.
Huo Yunchuan was wronged by An Cheng's conjecture. He was not a local tyrant, and his ancestors were rich for three generations.
In Fa Xiaozhong, only Ji Mingjue, like him, is an authentic rich and powerful son, born with a golden spoon in his mouth.
Jiang Shaofei and Chen Chu are both of the second generation. Their parents started from scratch. Their family background and background are much inferior to that of the Huo family's Ji family.
Back then, when the four of them made friends, they didn't really care about these things in their eyes, they only cared about whether they were like-minded and sincere.
To know people in their circle, it is not easy to make true friends after adulthood.
Huo Yunchuan followed the Honda in front, and occasionally sent messages to the teenager in the Honda car: "Have you vomited? Are you feeling sick?"
An Wuyang replied: No, Mr. Huo, you drive seriously.
"My driving skills are very good." The man said in a low voice.
I have long discovered that Mr. Huo's voice has a special effect. An Wuyang rubbed his ears with the earphones plugged in. He didn't think much about it, and he didn't know that the correct adjective for this voice was sexy and sultry.
It's just that every time I listen to the phone, my ears itch and I don't know what's going on.
—Well, let me sleep, my dad said there are still 30 kilometers.
At the current speed, it would take about half an hour to drive.
"Is the blanket covered? Don't blow it straight into the air vent."
—Did you buy the Xiyangyang blanket
Huo Yunchuan paused and denied: "No, it's my assistant."
There was no news later, because An Wuyang put down his phone and slept with his head tilted.
Half an hour later, they went directly to the hotel where they ate, and everyone got off the car to find the bathroom.
An Wuyang, who was holding back his urine, was followed by Huo Yunchuan in the men's toilet. His face was wrinkled, and he was not in the mood to say hello.
"You're urinating here?" Huo Yunchuan gritted his teeth and said, "Go inside."
The younger brother next to him was stunned, watching a tall stranger, dragging his brother's arm into the cubicle.
"What are you doing?" An Wuyang was unhappy: "My brother is outside, please pay attention to me."
Huo Yunchuan looked at him with a cold face: "You also pay attention to me."
Peeing in a public space, his hairy balls can be seen from one side of the head...
"Everyone is male, and I also have some of them." An Wuyang finished peeing and put on his pants.
"I mind." Huo Yunchuan stared at him and said
When he opened the door and saw his brother's worried eyes, An Wuyang waved at the other party: "It's alright, I know him." Then he washed his hands and reminded the man in a low voice, "Take it easy."
"Go." Huo Yunchuan was also washing his hands.
Seeing the little Anjia boy in the mirror looking at himself, he pouted and smiled, this is, brother-in-law
An Wuji shivered, catching up to chase after his brother.
A family of five gathered in the hall and took the elevator to the eighth floor. It was a banquet hall. There were many guests and the scene was very lively. It seemed that many relatives and friends came.
After she became pregnant with her baby, An Wuyang found that she was particularly afraid of noise and excitement.
The scene of this person crowding people, the scene of humming, is tormenting for him.
"Mom..." The person in front walked fast, An Wuyang looked in awe at the back, and fell behind in a blink of an eye.
"Aunt Biao, ah, I haven't seen you for many years, and your whole family is here today?" He heard his mother's cheerful and cheerful voice, and he seemed to be very suitable for this occasion: "Our whole family is here too, no worries, hurry up Come and meet my cousin, hey, this is my daughter, this is my son."
The whole family is in front of them, each entertaining the people around him.
An Wuyi sighed and found that he didn't know anyone, and no one introduced him.
The important thing is that there are too many people here, the air conditioner can't cool down, and after a while, I feel flustered and short of breath.
An Wuyang hesitated whether to move forward or back, but in the end, he followed his body's protest, turned his head and walked outside to breathe fresh air.
Immediately, I sent a message to my mother's WeChat: "Mom, I'm not feeling well. I'm going out to eat by myself. Call me when you're done."
Then wait for the elevator and go downstairs.
The hall is fully air-conditioned and cool, An Wuyang found a leather sofa and sat down slowly.
Five minutes passed, and my mother's WeChat remained silent.
An Wuyang sent it to Dad: "Dad, I'm not feeling well. I'm going out to eat by myself. Remember to call me when you're done eating."
Two minutes later, Dad replied with a voice message: "Where is it uncomfortable? Is it motion sickness? Where are you going to eat?"
An Wuyang: "I'm on the street. It may be motion sickness and nausea. I'll wait in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel for a while."
An Cheng: "Can I do it myself?"
An Wuyang: "Okay, it's not serious, you eat well, and tell Mom for me."
An Cheng: "Okay, drink more water and eat whatever you want. Dad will reimburse you."
An Wuyang does the math. I'm afraid it won't work. His father's pocket money is about 1,000 yuan a month. It's not enough to buy a cup for Mr. Huo, let alone eat.
"Okay, don't talk, I'll go now."
Huo Dashao, who was driving on the street to feed himself, received a call from An Wuyang, and immediately turned the car around and drove back to the door of the hotel.
Looking at the young man enjoying the cool inside, he sighed quietly.
After getting out of the car and walking in front of the other party, Huo Yunchuan took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, showing a worried expression.
"What's the matter?" Didn't he say he was having dinner with his family? Looking slack now.
"Mr. Huo?" The boy who was sitting on the sofa dozing with his head bowed, raised his head and said sleepily, "You haven't eaten yet, so let's eat together?"
"What happened?" Huo Yunchuan asked, raising his trousers and squatting in front of An Wuyang.
"There are so many people up there that it's like the National Day Plaza. It's not only noisy but crowded. I can't stay any longer..." The young man explained eagerly, "You can't blame me, this is the real situation."
Huo Yunchuan interrupted: "Who blames you?"
It's too late for people who care about him to feel sorry for him, how can they be willing to blame him.
"..." An Wuyang nodded, thinking that too, do you have to endure the discomfort and do things you don't want to do when you are not feeling well.
"Go eat." The tall man stood up and passed his hand.
Hearing this, An Wuyang reflexively put his hand into that generous palm.
Huo Yunchuan grasped it, the child's hand was slender and long, and a little cold.
"Give me something." He took the 'nanny bag', but it was a pity that the journey was too short, only twenty meters away.
An Wuyu, who was wearing a little black dress, walked out of the hall while talking on the phone. When her brother answered the phone, she saw a handsome man, opened the door of a luxury car and sat in.
"Hello? Sister?" An Wuyang said in surprise.
"You left without saying a word, do you do things like this?" After getting on the phone, An Wuyu cracked and said, "Really, if you feel uncomfortable, speak up, we will take you to see a doctor, and secretly do it yourself. What's the matter of leaving?"
Dad said that the elder brother didn't want to affect their meal, and he was independent and sensible.
At best, it is low emotional intelligence, and at worst, it is a character flaw!