"Liang'er, have you fallen in love with the girl that Aunt Zhang introduced to you today? Tell me if it's okay, so I can answer her!" Jiang Cheng's affairs happened, and I stayed with Gu Pianpian for a few more days. After Haosheng invited her and Fat Girl to have a few big meals, she returned to the shop in the small town and continued to do my business. ★Blue////Book//,... was sitting at the door as usual, watching the passing scenery, when I heard Aunt Lu, the tailor next door, asking her son.
"Oh, mom, don't ask others to introduce me. Those girls are like vixen, and you won't like them if you bring them back." Aunt Lu's son Hong Xingliang said to his mother impatiently. Said.
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"This child, how do you talk? What do you mean by being like a vixen? Are there any girls who don't dress up now? Girls are for self-pleasing looks, silly son, if they dress up beautifully, it's not for you Did you read it?" Aunt Lu said to Hong Xingliang who was sitting next to him reading a book while ironing the woolen suit on the desk.
"And I can watch it too!" I added in my heart!
"Anyway, I don't like it. I still like girls who are more simple. Mom, can you stop worrying about these things all day? Are you afraid that your son won't find a wife when fate comes?" Hong Xingliang put down the book in his hand and stood up. He got up and raised his shoulders for Aunt Lu and said.
Hong Xingliang's father left early, and he was raised by Aunt Lu alone. Aunt Lu mentioned more than once when chatting with me that her greatest wish in this life is to watch her son get married and then she can embrace her grandson. But seeing that his son is 45 years old, he doesn't even have a girlfriend. Aunt Lu was so anxious that the seven aunts and eight aunts often asked someone to introduce Hong Xingliang to someone. Among them are teachers, or civil servants from other departments. But this kid is good, no one is fancy. Anyway, in his eyes, girls will always pick out some faults.
"The fate of fart, the fate is to be grasped by yourself. You stay at home every day, can the girl deliver it to your door by yourself? Mom is getting old, and if you don't find a daughter-in-law to come back, maybe mom won't even be able to hold her grandson to accompany your dad It's gone!" Aunt Lu said, tears came down! As a parent, I always hope that I can watch my children have a good home.
"Yo, what's wrong with Aunt Lu?" I actually envy Hong Xingliang, envy that he has a relative who can nagging her in his ear. I want someone to care about me now, and there is no chance for nagging me. Seeing that Aunt Lu was crying, I quickly stood up from the mazar and said.
"It's not because of this useless boy in the family!" Aunt Lu woke up with a runny nose, and gave Hong Xingliang a reproachful look.
"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. It's useless for Aunt Lu to force him, right? If you are in a hurry, he will bring you one. It will be separated after a few years. Aren't you more troublesome? Let the fate, old man Hong is strong and has good stamina, so why not find a wife?" I said to Aunt Lu. Because Hong Xingliang is two years older than me, I habitually call him Lao Hong.
"You can talk, okay, I'll stop for a while too. I won't let others say that my son is picky!" Aunt Lu thought about it for a while, and felt that my words made sense, then nodded there.
"Oh? I said, when others praise people, they always use good features, good looks, and so on. Why does this kid have to be strong? Does he have good stamina? Strong body, good stamina? I'll go... .. "After I left, Aunt Lu was there thinking about what I just said.
"Cheng Xiaofan, you're not a thing!" After a while, Aunt Lu came to her senses. Yi stomped and danced around with the iron in his hand.
"Mom, I'm going out tomorrow." Hong Xingliang smiled at me, thanking me for helping him out just now. Then said to Aunt Lu there!
"What are you doing out there?" Aunt Lu asked while she was ironing her clothes.
"A classmate got married and was going to attend their wedding banquet!" Hong Xingliang regretted after finishing speaking.
"Look, look. All of your classmates are married, and you don't even have a girlfriend." Sure enough, Aunt Lu babbled again. Hong Xingliang had a bitter face, scratching his head and smiling wryly at me. And I shrugged, indicating that there was nothing I could do.
"Maybe we can find it tomorrow?" Hong Xingliang was well educated this time, and didn't argue with Aunt Lu. In fact, reasoning with women is the most stupid behavior. It doesn't matter if the woman you are facing is your mother or your wife. Because you want to reason with them, you will be greeted with nagging. At that time, you can understand the feeling of Monkey King facing Tang Seng in Journey to the West.
"Really?" Aunt Lu became energetic when she heard it!
"Uh, what if?" How could Hong Xingliang dare to guarantee this with his mother? Hearing the words said weakly.
"Xiaoxian, I'm here to see you!" The next day, Hong Xingliang went out early and got on the long-distance bus to the neighboring city. A few hours later, he came to the site of a cemetery. Walking to a tombstone with ease, he knelt down and placed a bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone and said.
"It's been 3 years, you've been away from me for 3 years. Are you down there, are you doing well?" Hong Xingliang gently stroked the photo embedded in the tombstone, and said softly. The shy boy in the photo seemed to be looking at Hong Xingliang with gentle eyes.
"You have to be good here, I will often find time to accompany you." After sitting in front of the tombstone for two hours, Hong Xingliang got up to leave. Before leaving, he wiped the tombstone in front of him carefully until it was spotless. Especially the words on the tombstone: Respect Xiaoxian's tomb, he wiped it with special care.
"Woo~" A gust of mountain wind blew, blowing the bouquet of flowers placed in front of the tombstone, swaying left and right. Hong Xingliang bent down to straighten the crooked bouquet, took another deep look at the quiet and shy boy in the photo, and then turned and left.
Yes, he didn't intend to attend some classmate's wedding today. He came out today just to commemorate the boy who slept here. His name is Jing Xiaoxian, which is the deepest secret hidden in Hong Xingliang's heart.
"You should be happy!" After Hong Xingliang left, Jing Xiaoxian in the photo of the tombstone suddenly said. Then, the photo goes blank. It was as if Jing Xiaoxian had never been preserved in this photo.
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