This is really a textbook response.
Even Jiang Jinjin didn't expect Zhou Mingfeng to ask her to answer the call.
Although his mood was inexplicably turbulent, he still retained a semblance of reason. After all, this was Zhou Yan's mother and his ex-wife's phone call. Would it be inappropriate for her to answer the call. She said again: "I take it? Can I?"
Zhou Mingfeng had already turned off the shower and was wiping his body with a towel when he heard that the corners of his lips curled up, "Yes."
In fact, he could also guess the reason why Zhong Fei made this call.
He and Zhong Fei are both very sensible, and they both realized that the marriage like a pool of stagnant water was a kind of internal friction and torture for both of them. Contradictions and disputes in society are peaceful divorces in an absolute sense. The behavior of becoming close friends after divorce is obviously not suitable for him, nor is it suitable for Zhong Fei. Over the years, the two have not talked on the phone many times, and every time it is a business matter.
She didn't ask Jiang Jinjin about the whole story of her last marriage before the time came.
However, some things, some misunderstandings, can still be resolved immediately.
Jiang Jinjin pressed the connect button, but at the same time, she also turned on the speaker, and by the way, pressed the record button.
Everything must be thoughtful.
Zhong Fei's voice was relatively cold, as if she had just woken up not long ago, and she was a little lazy, but the words she said were rusty and polite, "Is it convenient to answer the phone?"
Jiang Jinjin was taken aback, "Hello."
Zhong Fei was also obviously stunned, and soon she deduced who was answering the call.
This is Zhou Mingfeng's personal mobile phone. She knows that Zhou Mingfeng has always kept a clear line between public and private, so there is only one person who can touch his private mobile phone and connect to it.
"Hello, Mrs. Zhou." Zhong Fei's tone was even more polite.
When Jiang Jinjin heard this title, he immediately felt that people are different. It seems that although Zhong Jia is Zhong Fei's cousin, the two sisters are completely different. Looking at Zhong Fei's layout, I really like it.
"Hello, Ms. Zhong." Jiang Jinjin was also very polite, she paused, "Zhou Yan's father is not convenient to answer the phone now, if you have something important, you can call him later."
Zhong Fei replied: "No, I can trouble you to pass it on, can you?"
Jiang Jinjin was almost envious of Zhou Mingfeng.
Good luck.
In fact, the luckiest thing about falling in love is not meeting someone who loves you so much, but meeting someone who can respect you even if you don't love him anymore.
If you can meet such a person, it is too difficult and too precious.
Many people are very affectionate when they are in love, and once they don't love, they immediately turn their faces.
"Well, of course." Jiang Jinjin replied.
Although Zhong Fei's tone is still calm, but listen carefully, you can hear a trace of sadness, "I talked with A Yan on the phone, and he said... his uncle passed away, and I can't catch up now when I'm out of town, and of course I can't." It's very convenient. I called someone, and I will send a wreath to the funeral home, and then ask someone to send a piece of silk money to A Yan's aunt, and ask her to mourn."
Only then did Jiang Jinjin recall that, given how much his uncle and aunt cared for Zhou Mingfeng, they must have been kind to Zhong Fei in the past.
No wonder Zhong Fei made a special call, no wonder she was so sad.
She could feel that Zhong Fei wanted to come to send Uncle Zhou Mingfeng off for the last time, but Zhong Fei probably didn't want to cause unnecessary misunderstandings and troubles.
"Okay. I will tell you." The more decent and polite Zhong Fei is, the more Jiang Jinjin cares about her tone of voice when chatting with her. According to the general situation, Jiang Jinjin should thank Zhong Fei. But this "thank you" she couldn't open her mouth anyway. Compared to her, Zhong Fei is closer and more familiar with Zhou Mingfeng's uncle.
After a while of silence, Zhong Fei said: "Mrs. Zhou, thank you. The funeral is trivial, so I won't bother you."
"OK, bye."
After Zhong Fei hung up the phone, she sat on the bed in a daze.
If it wasn't for Zhou Yan's son, she would occasionally feel that her marriage with Zhou Mingfeng was a matter of her previous life.
Neither she nor Zhou Mingfeng are extroverts. Speaking of which, the reason why they formed a couple is just the right time and place. He is busy with his career, and she is not free, but she is probably not as rational as him, so she will occasionally think about it. , Does he have her in his heart? The relationship between the two was not strong at first, but in the end, it seemed that it was because of a child that the superficial harmony was barely maintained. She was tired of guessing his heart, and she was tired of being a resentful woman at any time, so she let go .
Rather than trapping myself for the sake of my child for the rest of my life, I might as well let myself go and let him go. Her life should not be trapped by Zhou Mingfeng and Zhou Yan.
Now, she no longer loves Zhou Mingfeng, she has met a good man, and she has a heart-to-heart and passionate love. The reason why she feels sad now is that she discovered that Zhou Mingfeng can do such a thing, it's not that he can't do it, but that person is not her.
She knew how important Zhou Mingfeng's personal mobile phone was.
Back then, she never answered the number for him. This time, the reason why the girl named Jiang Jinjin answered the call was because Zhou Mingfeng acquiesced.
Someone came in from outside, Zhong Fei looked up, it was her husband Fang Huo.
Holding the mobile phone in his hand, Fang Huo saw her sitting on the bed, smiled and walked over, habitually hugged her shoulders, and helped her smooth her hair, "Did you talk to Mr. Zhou? What did he say, should we go over?" Condolences?"
Zhong Fei shook her head, "No, it's inconvenient. The person who answered the phone just now is Zhou Mingfeng's wife."
Fang Huo was taken aback, with a smile on his face, "Are you jealous?"
"Come on." Zhong Fei pushed him, "It's just emotion. After all, personal mobile phones are very important for people like you."
Fang Huo handed her the phone, "My phone is up to you to dispose of, regardless of public or private, so Mrs. Fang shouldn't be envious of others, is that okay?"
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On the other side, Jiang Jinjin was still holding Zhou Mingfeng's cell phone in a daze. Zhou Mingfeng had already come out of the bathroom. He glanced at her and asked casually, "What did the phone say?"
Jiang Jinjin came back to his senses and looked up at him, "I recorded the audio, do you listen to it yourself or listen to me?"
"Tell me." Zhou Mingfeng wiped his hair slowly with a towel, occasionally glancing at her.
"Zhong Fei found out about her uncle's death. She said it was not convenient to come here, so she asked someone to send a wreath and silk money. Please mourn for my aunt."
Zhou Mingfeng had already guessed the reason for Zhong Fei's call, and the expression on his face remained unchanged at this time, "Yes, I see."
After Zhou Mingfeng took a shower, he felt much refreshed. He buckled the watch strap while looking down and said, "Let's go down. Have you rested?"
"Have a good rest."
Jiang Jinjin also got up, and was almost at the door when he suddenly glanced back at the small bed.
The two of them slept, and the sheets were a little messy at the moment.
She couldn't bear it, so she walked quickly to the bed. This was the first time she had made the bed since she was in school, and she was only satisfied when the bed was made evenly.
Looking up, Zhou Mingfeng was leaning against the wall, looking at her with a smile in his eyes.
Jiang Jinjin coughed lightly, "I don't want the bed to be too messy."
There is no credibility in this statement.
Zhou Mingfeng didn't bother to expose her, and the two left the lounge. Zhong Fei was very efficient. As soon as they went, several large wreaths were delivered over there. Jiang Jinjin took a closer look, and the inscription on the white couplet on the wreath was —Fang Huo, Zhong Fei and his wife.
Proper people do things, it is really meticulous everywhere, making people comfortable.
Funerals also have banquets, and the silk money sent by relatives and friends will be registered in the gift book, and the host will also set up banquets to entertain mourners.
Jiang Jinjin had eaten many banquets before.
At such a time, the atmosphere is not so sad, and everyone will chat at the banquet, this kind of excitement is also a kind of grandeur. Jiang Jinjin knows it all too well. Yesterday she heard a few relatives from Zhou Mingfeng's side talking about housing prices and even weaning. In short, relatives get together to talk about everything. Those who have passed will be born, so those who are still studying will naturally be asked about their grades, especially Zhou Yan will soon be promoted to a third grade, and relatives will definitely bring the topic to him.
Jiang Jinjin feels that it is still necessary to take precautions before they happen.
Before the banquet, Jiang Jinjin pulled Zhou Mingfeng aside, and said in a low voice, "Later, if a relative asks Zhou Yan about his grades, we can't belittle him in front of children like those parents. I hate this kind of thing the most. It will make people lose face. You won’t be proud if you boast a few words.”
Before her parents were divorced, every time she followed her parents to relatives' houses for dinner.
Relatives praised her for her good looks, but her parents said she was chubby, and she would definitely not lose weight in the future.
Relatives asked her how her grades were. Her grades were not bad, and it was no problem for her to rank in the upper middle class in the class. However, her parents insisted that her grades were poor and sloppy.
Although it is said that adults will be humble, what is the point of belittling the modesty of children.
They obviously thought she was pretty good in their hearts, but if they didn't say anything, they insisted on holding back and hurting her.
In the end, he even called it that he didn't want to make her proud.
The parents really said everything!
Now that she has foreseen the predicament that Zhou Yan may face, she can't just sit idly by. After all, she has a good relationship with Zhou Yan now, and she will always draw her sword to help when the road is uneven.
Zhou Mingfeng: "I never belittled him."
Before Jiang Jinjin could relax, he immediately added, "What I said is also true."
Look at how hurtful these words are, they are not belittling, but the truth, which is more heartbreaking than deliberate belittling.
Jiang Jinjin: "? He will really pull out your oxygen tube in the future."
Zhou Mingfeng made a rare joke with her, "You will stop him from pulling it out, won't you? I never expect him to retire."
Jiang Jinjin: "Then who do you count on?"
Zhou Mingfeng's smile deepened and he looked at her.
Jiang Jinjin's scalp was numb, "Isn't it me?"
Zhou Mingfeng neither nodded nor shook his head.
Jiang Jinjin: This old man really dares to think! ! ! He doesn't expect his son to take care of himself, but instead counts on her half-way wife! He had to drink a few catties of wine to dare to think like this! !
"I'll take care of you." Zhou Mingfeng looked at her seriously and even went crazy, and said with a light smile, "Is that okay?"
Jiang Jinjin: Oh.
Facts have proved that Jiang Jinjin's words still carry some weight with Zhou Mingfeng.
During lunch, the relatives chatted at the dinner table, and sure enough the topic turned to Zhou Yan who was eating sullenly.
"Is Ah Yan going to take the college entrance examination next year? How are your grades?" An old man with a white beard laughed, "Your father was the number one scholar in the province back then, and everyone said that blue is better than blue. You must be stronger than your father, right? "
Jiang Jinjin was numb.
She turned her head to look at Zhou Yan, and the young man was indeed numb.
This is the worry of parents with high school bullies. It seems that everyone thinks that children should be better than their parents. Dad is a top student and a top student in a prestigious school, so no matter how poor his son is, he has to pass the exam, right
Back then, one of her best friends was also very crazy, because her best friend's parents were both teachers, and in the hearts of everyone and even her parents, the teacher's children must have good grades, which put a lot of pressure on her best friend.
Just when Jiang Jinjin couldn't help but sympathize with Zhou Yan, Zhou Mingfeng, who was sitting on her left, smiled and said, "The grades are the second. Nowadays, all the children are smart and have a lot of pressure to study. It’s good to take care of him, he can become a person with integrity and a sense of justice. This is also what I lack.”
Jiang Jinjin heard this, and hurriedly spoke up: "Yes, this child Xiaoyan often acts bravely and provides help to those in need. It is very rare. This child is very sincere."
Jiang Jinjin really thinks Zhou Yan is very good.
Although sometimes the second is a little bit, but it really doesn't bother others.
In short, it looks cold, looks like a second grader, but has a sense of proportion.
Zhou Yan looked at Jiang Jinjin, then at his father, and quietly felt a little embarrassed when he heard what the two praised him.
But the mood did improve a lot.
Both Zhou Mingfeng and Jiang Jinjin were good at changing the topic, and soon the topic changed to someone else.
The old man began to stare at a junior and asked three times in a row: How much is the salary? Have you bought a house yet? Is there a partner
Asking directly made the young man look hopeless.
After lunch, Jiang Jinjin followed Zhou Mingfeng out.
Zhou Mingfeng's uncle also has children, but in Jiang Jinjin's view, Zhou Mingfeng's cousin is almost always dominated by Zhou Mingfeng. Therefore, it was Zhou Mingfeng who made up his mind on many things, including the location of the cemetery. Finally, after discussion, they decided to bury their uncle in a local cemetery. It happened that Zhou Mingfeng bought a lot of empty cemeteries back then, and he also moved his parents' tombs here.
Jianghuang has several cemeteries, but the cemetery chosen by Zhou Mingfeng is surrounded by mountains and rivers. Jiang Jinjin does not understand Fengshui, but he can still tell that this cemetery is very good and the management is very strict. Zhou Mingfeng's cousin went to the cemetery The management office consulted with someone, and Jiang Jinjin followed Zhou Mingfeng into the cemetery. This cemetery has long steps, and the greening is also well done, quiet and shady.
After Zhou Mingfeng looked at the new tomb, he came to the tombstone of his parents.
It has been several months since the Ching Ming Festival, and there are some dust and fallen leaves beside the tombstone, as well as the kind of lighting used for offering sacrifices during the Ching Ming Festival.
Zhou Mingfeng found a broom beside him and began to clean it carefully.
Jiang Jinjin also solemnly bowed and offered incense to Zhou Mingfeng's parents.
When Zhou Ming came back again, he saw two things in front of his mother's tombstone, namely perfume and lipstick.
He just remembered that when he passed a department store on the way here, she said she had something to stop and hurried into the mall. Could it be that she was buying this thing
Jiang Jinjin: "You can't come empty-handed."
Seeing that he was still staring at the bottle of perfume, she explained, "I don't know what to buy."
She was going to the cemetery with Zhou Mingfeng today, and one of Zhou Mingfeng's cousins took her aside and told her about the customs of Emperor Jiang. On Jianghuang's side, seeing his partner's mother for the first time can't be empty-handed. Similarly, even if his partner's mother is not around, it's the same.
While thinking about what to buy for the funeral, she thought of Grandma Liu. If Zhou Mingfeng's mother was still alive, she should be around the same age as Grandma Liu.
Grandma Liu likes these things very much. She likes shiny manicures and strong perfumes.
Zhou Mingfeng was in a trance for a while. A childhood incident also came to mind because of Jiang Jinjin’s actions. At that time, the family conditions were not good. He followed his mother to the county town to visit relatives. The relatives took them to the store. There were many things in the store that he had never seen. He was attracted by the books, and when he came back to his senses, he went to find his mother, and saw that her mother was holding a tube of lipstick with a look of surprise and love on her face. He originally thought that her mother would buy it, but her mother saw it. After a long time, he finally put down the tube of lipstick and bought him a book with the money.
He almost forgot that his mother was also at that age.
He looked at Jiang Jinjin, and then moved his eyes to the photo of his mother on the tombstone. This photo was taken when his mother was thirty years old. She was still so young, but her face was stained with traces of time due to hard work.
"Well, she'll like it."