Ten Years

Chapter 39: new year

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Jane Jie blocked Jia Bei and deleted his contact information.

He is not a good person, so he is simply bad to the end.

Thirty the day before he went to the supermarket to buy two shopping bags for the New Year, went to the mall to buy a woolen coat for Jane's mother, bought some cigarettes and two bottles of white wine for Jane's father, stuffed them in the trunk in such a mess that he almost couldn't close the door superior.

There are fewer cars on the road than in the past, and the time on the road has also been shortened a lot.

He didn't call Jane's mother in advance, and the last time they broke up, he hasn't contacted Jane's mother so far.

The familiar door was right in front of him, and Jian Jie was full of things in his hands, and he couldn't get the key out, so he knocked on the door with his foot.

There was no sound at the door, and it took half a minute for footsteps to be heard: "Who is it?"

Jane Jie didn't answer, and kicked him twice more.

When Jian's mother opened the door, she paused, stared at Jian Jie for a few seconds, and suddenly slammed the door shut.

Father Jian's words "Who is it?" could still be heard in the room, Jian Jie was not in a hurry, turned around and sat on the steps.

Jian's mother's reaction was within his expectations, it was considered polite not to hit him in the face.

It is conceivable that Jane's mother already knew about the marriage, and the two of them had 'severed the relationship' face to face before, so it is normal for Jane's mother not to see him when he comes back today.

When Gu Yan sent the WeChat message, Jian Jie had already been sitting by the door for more than half an hour. This building is an old house, the stairwell is cold and damp, and the pain spread down the spine and down the back.

- got shut down.

Jane replied.

-Knock again, speak well.

Jian Jie took out a cigarette, and after smoking it slowly, he stood up against the wall, took out the house key from his pocket, and inserted //into the lock.

After all, it was dear, the door was not locked.

As soon as a gap was opened, Jian Jie put his foot on it and was about to go in to get something, when there was a violent roar from inside the door: "Jane Jie, get out!"

Jian Jie didn't take it seriously, put the things by the door with a shameless face, and when she turned around, she saw Jian's mother's pale and indifferent face.

"Okay, how many days are you still angry?" Jian Jie said as she changed her shoes.

There is no Chinese New Year atmosphere in the house, there are no window grilles or couplets posted, a small plate of candy is scattered on the coffee table in the living room, and Father Jian stands there abruptly, holding a broom in his hand as if he is cleaning.

Jian's mother rushed forward and was about to hit her, but Jian Jie quickly covered her face and did not hide.

"You heartless! Heartless, heartless, heartless—" Jane's mother roared, pinching Jian Jie's arm in hatred: "You still know you're coming back! Why are you coming back!"

"New Year, why come back?" Jane grinned in pain.

"You bastard, are you going to piss me off!" Jian's mother scolded while beating her: "Beibei is such a good girl, go to hell, I've worked so hard to pull you! You made me and your father's old face Where are you going to put it—"

Jian's mother scolded and cried more and more, Jian's father came over and put his arms around Jian's mother, pointed at Jian Jie, but couldn't speak, and shook his head angrily: "You are really... so angry, let's forget it. !"

"For those who celebrate the new year, there is nothing to die." Jian Jie said: "First celebrate the new year, and then talk about other things after it is over."

"You live by yourself, but we can't!" Jane's mother roared.

Jane Jie pretended not to hear, and carried a bunch of things into the kitchen.

The minced pork ribs I bought last night were a mess of New Year's goods, some things can't be done by force, let's talk about it after this period of time.

Jian's mother cursed a few more words angrily, she threw off Jian's father's arm and went into the bedroom alone.

Father Jian followed and looked at Jian Jie without saying a word.

"Leeks are picked, just wash them." Jian Jie said.

"Tell me the truth, what's the matter with you and Jia Bei?" Jian's father closed the kitchen door: "My parents have come to our house to scold people! What's going on now!"

"Dad—" Jane Jie sighed, turned around and suppressed the helplessness in her heart: "I am willing to bow my head and admit this mistake when I come back to celebrate the New Year, can I wait a few days before talking?"

"You..." Father Jian was at a loss for words, and after a while he lowered his voice: "Tell me, do you have a man?"

Jian Jie felt relieved in an instant, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Just because I like Gu Yan doesn't mean I like all men."

"That's it!" Jian's father rubbed his hands anxiously, fearing that the noise would be too loud for Jian's mother in the room to hear, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet: "You, you are hopeless! Do you know your mother's angry heart? I'm sick!"

"Dad, I'll talk to my mom well, don't talk about this for now, okay?"

Jane's father hesitated to speak, stared at Jane for a long time, and then pulled away the bag that Jane brought into the kitchen discouragedly: "Don't think I'm talking nonsense, your mother has her reasons for doing this, you are a man, you are a man, you are an upright man If you want to gain a foothold in front of outsiders in the future, your mother and I will lose our old face, and you still have most of your life to live, alas—"

"For saving face?" Jian Jie took out the minced meat and put it on the chopping board.

He knew that Jane's father and mother were well-intentioned, the old man beside him with half his head of white hair, his back gradually bent, and his eyes were not as bright as before, and the person in the room who was crying and scolding the little old lady who was about to become a little old lady were all the same. The flesh in the back of his palm.

After a lifetime of tossing, my son likes men. This is a fatal blow to conservative and conservative parents.

"Look at you, you don't want to listen to what you say!" Father Jian's tone raised a bit, hating iron and steel: "I'm your father! Why don't I like men?"

Jian Jie ran out of words in an instant.

He has known that secret since he was a child. He has lived in this family for nearly thirty years, and this secret is not important to Jane Jie.

Sighing, Jane Jie suddenly turned around and hugged Jane's father, staring at the closed kitchen door behind Jane's father, and said quietly: "I know, Dad, thank you."

Jian's father was also confused by Jian Jie's movements, holding a handful of leeks in his hand, and after a while, he said in a nasal voice: "You know what a fart."

"Go and call my mother, she will listen to you." Jane said: "There is still wine and cigarettes by the door outside, and there is a coat bought for my mother in a bag, let her try it on."

Jian's father came out of the kitchen, and Jian Jie watched from the corner of his eye as Jian's father carried those bags into the bedroom.

Within a few minutes, Jian's mother's sentence "No wear—" came out from the crack of the door.

What Gu Yan said is correct, nothing can compare to unceasing family affection. When Jane's mother walked into the kitchen, her eyes were red and her face was still a little swollen. It looked like she had been crying for a long time.

"Does it fit?" Jane asked.

Jane's mother didn't speak, she threw the clothes tag she took off into the trash can, and gave Jane a hard look.

"I admit my mistake, but don't talk about it during Chinese New Year today, I'm afraid it will cause trouble in your heart."

"You don't need to end the marriage, but you and that man named Gu Yan, you two absolutely can't do anything!" Jane's mother snatched the kitchen knife for chopping meat from Jane's hand, stretched out her hand and pushed Jane out of the kitchen: "Don't think about it I'll let go, it's no use begging me!"

This matter needs to be discussed in the long run. As the person caught in the middle, Jane Jie, being too tough will only make things develop more slowly and weakly.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Jane put the bought melon seeds and peanuts into the fruit plate, while listening to the chopping vegetables coming from the kitchen, she took a photo and sent it to Gu Yan.

Reply messages there very quickly.

- still angry

Jane wanted to cry a little, Gu Yan on the other side of the phone huddled alone in his hut, holding his mobile phone and sending him WeChat messages.

How many New Years like this did Gu Yan spend alone

-fine.

Returning the message, Father Jian put a plate of sauced meat on the table.

"Your mother told you to bring it out for you to taste. She made it herself two days ago."

"Jian Guoxiang, shut up, no one will think you are dumb." Jian's mother yelled in the kitchen.

"The children are back, and they're duplicity. Have a good New Year." Father Jian waved his hand, signaling Jian Jie to eat quickly: "Where's your friend?"

Jian Jie stuffed a bite into his mouth, the sauce smelled very strong: "At home."

"Then let me ask you..." Jian's father approached Jian Jie and lowered his voice: "My parents don't agree either!"

For this question, Jane Jie didn't think about how to answer: "I haven't mentioned it."

"Oh, I'm disobedient." Father Jian stood up and said, "Chinese New Year, let's celebrate the New Year first."

The New Year's Eve dinner was not rich, Jian's mother simply made some side dishes with the ingredients Jian Jie bought, including leek and pork dumplings.

When the gala started, the dumplings had just been cooked, and they were steaming hot, giving them a little Chinese New Year atmosphere.

Jian's father held the wine glass, clinked glasses with Jian Jie and drank a few sips.

"I planned to go to New Year's greetings, huh... just stay at home this year." Jian's mother took a bite of the food in a strange way: "What are your plans for tomorrow?"

Jian Jie listened attentively to the lines of the host's announcement on TV, and put a piece of chopsticks meat in Jane's mother's bowl: "I've made an appointment with a friend."

"What friend?" Jane's mother asked.

"Don't ask, let's talk about it after the new year. How can a man of his age have any ideas? Eat quickly." Father Jian was annoyed, so he pushed the plate of dumplings to Mother Jian: "The child will come back for a while." It's not easy, you just get angry and leave."

"Hey Jian Guoxiang, you insist on arguing with me, don't you?" Jian's mother put down the bowl and chopsticks.

Seeing that the posture was wrong, Jian Jie quickly took out the red envelopes she had prepared from her pocket: "Happy New Year, hurry up and eat."

Jian's mother stuffed the red envelope and ignored her.

This year is not as good as before, everything that happened during the year passed with the ringing of the bell, Jian Jie stood by the balcony blowing the cold wind, with a cigarette in his mouth and didn't light it.

Open your eyes and see that every house is brightly lit on the night of the New Year's Eve, the smell of gunpowder left by firecrackers wafts in the air, the fleeting fireworks in the sky in the distance, and the sound of TV programs in the living room all interpret the New Year's arrival without exception.

What about his and Gu Yan's new year

Concentrating on her thoughts, Jian Jie took a deep breath and turned around to go back to the house, but the next second she was caught off guard by Jane's mother standing behind her.

"Mom, why don't you make a sound?"

Jian's mother still had a cold face, holding a small bag in her hand, and said coldly: "You don't have to close the windows, you are not afraid of catching a cold!"

"What is this?" Jane Jie took the bag from Jane's mother.

"It was originally planned to be given to you when you got married. Anyway, this marriage can't be concluded. If you want it, you can take it. If you don't want it, you can throw it away." After speaking, Mother Jian went back to the house.

Jane Jie shivered, and opened the bag in his hand.

It contained only a men's watch and a note.

The handwriting on it is neat, and a blessing is clearly written.

—May my son live happily and healthily every minute and every second after marriage.

The author has something to say: There will be another chapter later, the detailed outline has been coded, and it will be completed in about a week (provided that the stupid work can be done every day) to about half a month.

Thank you for liking.