She didn't go out to eat in the evening, so Yiren cooked two dishes, and the few of them ate and drank at home, which was quite comfortable.
After dinner, Chang Yue rushed to clear the table, while Zheng Ren and Xie Yiren took Heizi downstairs for a walk.
It was getting late, the lights were starting to turn on, and Heizi was not as curious about everything as a puppy, running around. It followed the Xie people lazily, walking quietly without making any noise, roaring or barking.
"Let's go out and play next weekend." Xie Yiren held Heizi's hand and walked among the lanterns, turning his head and asking.
The tip of Yiren's nose is a little turned up, looking naughty and cute. Zheng Ren smiled, reached out and scratched her nose, and said softly, "Okay."
"You didn't even ask where you were going?"
"With you and Heizi here, no matter where we go, it will be the same as home." Zheng Ren said seriously.
"Then I'll discuss it with Sister Yue." Xie Yiren said happily: "How about going to the hot springs in the mountains and watching the stars?"
"Okay, I've heard from you before that there is a hot spring bathing place near Haicheng, but I never had time to go."
"Then find a weekend where there are no flying knives or surgeries, and let's have a good two days."
Zheng Ren held Yi Ren's hand and spoke lightly, feeling happy in his heart.
Outside the community is the community hospital, and further ahead is the morning market. Every morning, there is a market here. At night, this place turns into a snack street. There are all kinds of snacks. Zheng Ren looked at the snack stalls and realized in his heart, no wonder Chang Yue couldn't lose weight...
The weather is getting hotter, and more and more people come out to walk, eat skewers, and drink in the evening.
"Zheng Ren, one day I took Heizi for a walk, and an eldest sister liked it so much that she fed him one skewer after another. Heizi ate for half an hour."
Xie Yiren told Zheng Ren about Heizi, and Heizi seemed to understand. He rubbed his head against Xie Yiren's hand, as if to prevent her from complaining.
"I heard that it's not good for dogs to eat too salty." Zheng Ren tried hard to recall some fragments of knowledge.
"You have to eat something." Xie Yiren said: "Otherwise, if you are less happy, less angry, less good, less thoughtful, less sad, less fearful, less startled, eat less, drink less, you can live longer. Living like this, It seems too boring.”
"Yeah." Boss Zheng nodded repeatedly, "You're right! Everything is good in moderation. If it's too much, life will be boring."
Zheng Ren has almost no ability to resist Yi Ren's point of view.
Because they were holding Heizi on their hands, the two of them did not leave the lively crowd. After all, some people like dogs and some don't. If you really scare anyone, you are asking for trouble.
While walking on the path on one side, Heizi hid in the back knowingly. It seemed that the Xie Yi people had already "talked" to it.
The smell of fireworks in the market was very strong. Zheng Ren smelled it and felt happy in his heart.
This is the taste of the world.
Further forward, a figure squatted on a slightly secluded path, blocking the way.
He was holding a bottle of liquor in his hand and took a sip with his head raised. There was nothing to drink. After drinking it, he grinned and cried silently.
Zheng Ren didn't find it strange. People who drank too much behaved in strange ways. Many years ago, before he graduated, when he was interning in the Affiliated Hospital, he met an older brother who was holding a concert in the emergency department of the hospital.
After taking a closer look at the drinking man, the system panel was slightly red, but there was no diagnosis. This is a sub-healthy state, nothing special.
Happiness, anger, sorrow and joy are normal in this world. Zheng Ren didn't even think about taking care of it. He was a human being, not a god, so how could he take care of so many things.
Zheng Ren held Yi Ren's hand and whispered: "Let's change our ways."
Xie Yiren nodded slightly, but Heizi smelled the smell of alcohol and refused to leave.
It squatted down directly, stuck out its tongue, and looked at the man not far away with dismay.
Zheng Ren is really sad.
It's all that guy Su Yun who insists on giving Heizi a drink! It can't walk when it sees other people drinking.
Alas, Zheng Ren sighed heavily.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Zheng Rengang wanted to talk to Heizi about life and the road. When he was about to have a serious talk, the proprietress of a stall walked up to the man with a small half plate of peanuts left by others.
"Eat something, it will feel bad after drinking on an empty stomach for a while."
"Thank you." The man said politely with red eyes.
"There are no obstacles in this world that you can't get over, so don't hurt yourself." The landlady comforted him crudely, despite her rough appearance, but her thoughts were very delicate.
A kind word brings warmth, but the man doesn't know why his mood breaks down, and he bursts into tears at the words, like a wronged child.
"What's wrong!" The boss ran out with a kitchen knife, thinking someone was going to cause trouble.
"Don't be too scary," said the landlady. "This big brother bought a bottle of wine and squatted on the curb to drink it. He cried while drinking."
The boss glanced at the man and sighed.
They are all people who are busy with life and have to work very hard to survive. They have no intention of meddling in other people's business. It's good to be able to figure out your own affairs.
"It's okay, it's okay." The man scratched his face randomly with his hand and said, "I just feel uncomfortable."
"My dad is dying, and the doctor told me to pull him back. Maybe I can see my home and my family again."
"I feel uncomfortable and depressed."
"I don't dare to cry in front of my family, for fear that they will also feel uncomfortable."
"I'll just find a place to drink some wine and cry for a while."
The man explained intermittently, tears falling down his cheeks as he spoke.
He was naked from the waist up, whimpering and saying things that were in his heart that he couldn't say when he was with his family.
We are all strangers, so we have to say what we say. Get drunk and talk about your stress, and there is no chance of any response.
After saying that, he patted his butt and left. Anyway, he didn’t know anyone.
He didn't expect crying to be of any use. He had to live his life, and no one was in the mood to help him.
Just like the big car shops of the past, people from all over the world gathered together. I kept a lot of secrets that couldn't be told and felt uncomfortable in my heart. I drank a few ounces to burn the knife, said a few words about secrets that couldn't be told to close relatives and friends, and went their separate ways early the next morning.
"Sick? What disease?"
The man covered his mouth and was crying bitterly, when suddenly a voice came.
The sound was not loud and somewhat gentle, but in the noisy market there was nothing that could stop it from reaching my ears.
"The doctor said he is just old." The man replied with a sob, "He is over seventy years old and his heart can no longer beat."
"Is there a movie?"
"..." The man was startled for a moment. He looked up and followed the sound.
Clean and neat T-shirt, kind and honest face, the streetlight cast a shadow behind him.
The light from the street lamp spread out behind him, shrouding the young man like a halo. There is no darkness, only almost infinite light.
There was an unwarranted trust in the man's heart.