After Hong Xingliang left the cemetery, he rushed to the passenger station without stopping to take the long-distance bus back home. ↑Blue↑↑,... After getting off the bus, it was already 6 o'clock in the evening. He pulled out his phone to check the time, then turned and walked towards a gift shop.
"Boss, bring me a gift bag!" Hong Xingliang said, pointing to the small gift bag with red happy characters on the container. This kind of gift bag is usually prepared when people get married, and there will be a bag of candies and a handkerchief inside. If the master is more particular, he will also stuff a pack of cigarettes inside.
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"Only one?" The boss thought he heard it wrong, and people who came to him to buy gift bags bought at least a hundred of them. It was the first time he had seen a customer like this who only bought one.
After buying the gift pack, Hong Xingliang went to the cigarette stand to buy a pack of cigarettes and stuffed it inside. This is a prop that he plans to take back to deal with his wife later. The pretense of Hong Xingliang going out today is to attend a classmate's wedding banquet, there is no reason why the host let him go home empty-handed. After getting all the props ready, he walked into an alley, randomly found a roadside stall, ordered a bowl of fried noodles, and ordered a bottle of beer to eat and drink there. He eats fried noodles because he is afraid that he will be hungry when he gets home, and drinks beer so that his wife will smell the wine and believe that he went to a classmate's wedding banquet.
"Mom, I'm back!" After eating and drinking, Hong Xingliang hiccupped and started wandering on the street. I dawdled until almost 8:30 in the evening before returning home.
"Oh, look at your smell of alcohol, quickly take off your clothes and I'll wash them!" Aunt Lu hadn't closed the stall yet, when she heard her son's shout, she leaned out of the shop and said. The mother and son are the same as before. The store is not only their own business, but also their own home!
"Xiaofan, here's a pack of cigarettes for you!" Seeing that I hadn't closed the door, Hong Xingliang opened the gift pack in his hand and threw the pack of cigarettes at me.
"Thank you!" I reached out to catch the cigarette, looked at the sign and stuffed it into my pocket, thanking humanity. Hong Xingliang does not smoke, which is a great advantage in the eyes of many women. But I am different, smoke is my partner, only it can accompany me every day.
"Xiaofan, stop smoking, it's not good for your health!" Aunt Lu took off Hong Xingliang's coat, threw it into the plastic basin at the door of the shop, turned to pick up the boiling water on the coal stove and said to me.
"I see, Aunt Lu!" I lit a cigarette and replied with a smile to Aunt Lu.
"This child!" Aunt Lu shook her head when she saw that I agreed and lit the cigarette.
"There is no business at this point, Aunt Lu, I will close the door first. You also go to bed early, see you tomorrow!" After smoking the cigarette in my hand, I stood up and said hello to Aunt Lu who was washing clothes on the street .
"See Xiaofan tomorrow! I'll take a rest after washing Xingliang's coat!" Aunt Lu raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead and said to me.
"Son, close the door and watch TV for a while, then rest!" After finishing all the housework, Aunt Lu said to Hong Xingliang, thumping her sore waist.
"Okay, mom, I'll rub it for you later! How about I buy you a massage chair when I get paid?" Hong Xingliang said after hearing the words, came out on tiptoe and pulled the shutter.
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"Why spend that wronged money? Save it for you to marry a wife!" Aunt Lu said to her son with a smile in the corner of her eyes. It was enough for her that her son had such a heart. Many times, parents only need a warm word from their children to be satisfied. In this world, the only people who will not lie to us are our parents.
"Xingliang!" Watching TV with his mother for a while, Hong Xingliang went back to his cubicle to rest. He had just spread the quilt and was about to get into bed when he heard someone calling him behind him.
"Xiaoxian? Are you really Xiaoxian?" Hong Xingliang turned his head and saw Jing Xiaoxian standing behind him, looking at him shyly. He rushed over, hugged Jing Xiaoxian tightly and asked repeatedly. He was still so shy, still so shy. is this real? God, did you finally get moved by our feelings and send him back to me? A few tears dripped from the corners of Hong Xingliang's eyes, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart.
"It's me, Xingliang, it's me!" Jing Xiaoxian also hugged Hong Xingliang tightly, trembling slightly, responding to him there.
"Tell me, this is not a dream, tell me, you are really back!" Hong Xingliang hugged Jing Xiaoxian, gently stroking his cheek and said again and again.
"It's all true, true. I'm back Xingliang, and I'm back to accompany you." Jing Xiaoxian gently broke away from Hong Xingliang's arms, looked at the person in front of him and said to him very seriously.
"Don't leave me again, no matter what happens, don't leave me again!" Hong Xingliang held Jing Xiaoxian's cheek lightly with both hands, wanting to get a promise from him.
"Shangxie, I want to know you, and my longevity will never end. There are no hills in the mountains, and the rivers are exhausted. Thunder in winter, rain and snow in summer. The heaven and the earth are united, so I dare to be with you!" Jing Xiaoxian looked at Hong Xingliang with gentle eyes , did not answer him directly, but chanted a poem there.
"Xiaoxian!" Hong Xingliang understood what Jing Xiaoxian meant, and murmured as he hugged the person in front of him tightly again!
"Xingliang!" Jing Xiaoxian did the same, hugging Hong Xingliang tightly.
"You are the wind, I am the sand, lingering, to the end of the world!" On the road, a heavy motorcycle drove past. From the refitted speakers on the car body, came this familiar song! In the cubicle, two people who looked at each other were hugging and kissing.
"Son, didn't you sleep well last night?" In the early morning of the next day, when Hong Xingliang opened the door of the cubicle and walked out contentedly, it was already high in the sun. Aunt Lu looked at her son's haggard face, and couldn't help asking with concern!
"No, Mom, I slept well." Hong Xingliang yawned, picked up his toothbrush and cup and walked towards the water pipe.
"This child, is he so tired after sleeping well?" Aunt Lu looked at her yawning son suspiciously and wondered.
"Well, I will go to work tomorrow to ask for a leave of absence. I will spend a few days with Xiaoxian, and then I will take him to buy some clothes. The suit he wears is still the clothes he wore when he was studying a few years ago." While brushing his teeth, Hong Xingliang Thinking there. For him now, Jing Xiaoxian is the whole life, everything else is just floating clouds!
"By the way, Xiaoxian is different now. Do you want to go to Xiaofan's store to buy some incense candles later?" Last night, Jing Xiaoxian had already told him everything. He also knows the fact that Jing Xiaoxian is a ghost, but these are not important. The important thing is that Jing Xiaoxian is a ghost who is reluctant to leave him and loves him deeply.
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