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When the weather is hot, I feel like the air conditioner is turned on all the time when I sleep at night, otherwise even the mat will be soaked in the morning.
Peng Xingwang tweeted that he should be more economical, and would sleep with Jiang Wang from time to time, and the frequency would not be too dense to be too clingy, but occasionally coming to rub the air conditioner a few times was like acting like a baby.
In the beginning, he slept well, but later, like a puppy with full confidence, he fell asleep and fell asleep with his limbs stretched out and rolled around.
Sometimes when Jiang Wang wakes up in the morning, he can see the child stretched out, his back and legs twisted into obtuse angles outside the quilt.
If this continues, sooner or later the lumbar disc will herniate.
When Fang Quan called, the room was still in darkness, one big and one small made identical muffled noises, as if they could continue to sleep for a long time.
"...Hello." Jiang Wang turned over, "What's the matter?"
"Brother Jiang! It's me, Xiaofang!" Fang Quan said energetically, "Is it convenient for you now, I have a very nice house for you, the one you said you wanted to buy last time!"
The man was busy working until two o'clock in the morning yesterday, and now his mind is empty.
"house?"
"It's a ten-minute walk from a key middle school, and fifteen minutes by bus to Hongshan Primary School. The transportation is convenient and there is a hypermarket next to it, and!! The landlord's family is going abroad, so they are in a hurry. The price is very low and you can get the bottom line!"
"Now there are really two families who are already looking at the house type. Brother, let me give you a hug first. Can you come and see it later?"
Jiang Wang finally sobered up and answered.
"Okay, I'll come over later."
Peng Xingwang rolled over in his sleep, and was suddenly poked.
"Wake up, follow me to see the house."
"... Shall I go too?" The child lay in the quilt: "The place where I live now is very good."
"You're going to summer camp tomorrow, and you're free today, get up."
When I went out, I looked at my watch, it was only half past twelve.
The two of them packed two cups of soy milk and pancakes downstairs, all without coriander, slightly spicy, an egg and a sausage, and the boss could memorize them by hand.
The house is located in a high-end residential area that is quiet amidst the noise. The security guards will patrol 24 hours a day. The greenery is as good as a garden. There are large areas of vines, roses, and lavender.
Peng Xingwang hadn't woken up yet, so he was a little apprehensive when he walked in.
"Brother... are you going to buy such a nice house?"
It was his first time entering such a place.
Jiang Wang was noncommittal, followed Fang Quanyou's text message to find the designated house number, and then froze for a moment.
The guy with the crew cut was comforting the landlord, and when he saw Boss Jiang appearing at the door, he hurried over.
"Brother Jiang!! Look!!"
"The decoration style is also the one you like! Simple, low-key and cool colors!"
"Brother Jiang told you, this is the first high-end residential area in our city with its own fresh air system and central air-conditioning, and the house has been lived in for three years without any smell. You can live in it anytime after you buy it!"
The man watched for a while.
"I did mention that I wanted to buy a house." He cleared his throat with a gentle expression: "But I didn't say that I wanted to buy a small villa, right?"
What's more, it was a single-family three-storey villa.
Of course, this kind of house is very popular in first- and second-tier cities, and the annual appreciation is like taking a rocket to the moon.
The problem is... This is City A, and the only people who want to live in it are him and Peng Xingwang.
"The house is indeed a bit bigger," Fang Quanyou said with a sneer, "Five bedrooms and three living rooms are equipped with a small garden, but Brother Jiang, look at the price—the landlord is eager to cash it out and keeps it very low. I really regard you as a friend." I just pulled you over."
You are right, 350 square meters is less than 1 million, and it also comes with a full set of fine decoration and solid wood furniture. It is not a loss to buy.
"Don't look at there are five rooms," Xiaopingtou said seriously, "You can build a gym, a study room, and a video room. You can arrange it however you want."
"Of course, it's also quite convenient for you to bring your parents here to be filial, or invite friends over to play overnight!"
Jiang Wang was a little moved by the cheapness of this rush.
He inexplicably thought of a better choice.
The house Mr. Ji lives in is small and old, so it's better to come and rent his single room.
... But it seems too enthusiastic to invite him here now, so I have to get acquainted with him before mentioning it.
Peng Xingwang followed Jiang Wang up and down to read, saw that the man was still thinking, and asked questions cautiously.
"If there are too many rooms, can you rent them to my dad?"
"Not likely," Jiang Wang shook his head and said, "Your father will be very busy in a while, and will have to travel to other provinces every now and then."
"Eh?"
Ever since Peng Jiahui became enlightened by selling marshmallows, his whole body seemed to be pumping chicken blood. He made a big wish with Jiang Wangling in the middle of the night to earn a house by himself.
He seemed to have been dazed for thirty years and then suddenly figured it out, so that he deliberately applied to the company for a more difficult position assessment, and even took the initiative to run further business.
It's just that he is busy with work and can't take care of the children, so he has to apologize to Jiang Wang to take care of him for a while longer.
Jiang Wang had no objection at all.
He would never hide these things from the child, and he said as much as he knew, making the child's eyes shine.
"Great," Peng Xingwang said, covering his face, "Dad has changed a lot, like someone cast a spell on him."
Jiang Wangxin thought that I am a fairy, so I accepted this compliment for the time being.
"This house is really in a good location." He looked down from the balcony with the child: "You can set up a swing in the small garden, the balcony is well lit, and you can put two reclining chairs to drink tea and read a book."
There are green bamboos and flowers everywhere, the air smells very relaxing, and no one turns on the coal stove all day long, stirring up endless ashes in the corridors.
Fang Quanyou was still standing in the small garden, raised his head and shouted at Jiang Wang: "The landlord promised to save another 20,000 yuan!! Brother Jiang!! You think about it!!"
"Don't think about it!!" Jiang Wang yelled back: "Swipe the card directly!!"
The next day, when Xing Wang boarded the summer camp bus, he was full of reluctance, thinking about his new home covered with green vines like a fairy tale.
The eldest brother said that he wanted to make a slide from the third floor to the living room, slide!
It also said that you can hatch eggs in the garden and raise a few small parrots, and there will be birds singing every morning!
"It's fun, pay attention to safety!" Jiang Wang waved off, and turned back when he saw the bus disappearing at the corner of the street.
He handed over the renovation of the new home's soft furnishings to a trusted friend, and turned to research a new business by himself.
-wig.
It happened for a reason, Jiang Wang specially ordered his subordinates to collect and sort out the big data of the carnival to see which items earned the most and where the goods were consumed the fastest.
He doesn't understand software programs, and he will not easily invest in industries he is not familiar with. Instead, he pays special attention to these down-to-earth things.
Then I accidentally discovered that there was a wig shop whose sales surpassed that of stationery and catering and ranked second. It was a thick-haired dark horse in the business world.
Jiang Wang was a little skeptical of the authenticity when he received the data that day, so he went to the store to study it carefully, and then he couldn't help but laugh.
"Boss Jiang, you don't know," the little boss in the store was also willing to share his business experience: "Now young people like this—what do they call it, forget love?"
It's forgetting love, and it's also non-mainstream.
There is still a certain generation gap between Jiang Wang and the current cultural trend, but he will soon understand what happened.
Quietly, a whole new wave is coming.
The most fashionable language is Martian. Junior high school students and high school students are secretly wearing wigs and pouting their mouths to take pictures. Qzone has become a new popular social platform.
If you really want to tie your hair to two feet three, dye it with half-rubbed fluorescent red opium green, and then paste it with hairspray to make a triangular flip top, the result is probably that the school will get a demerit and the work unit will persuade you to leave.
A group of teenage kids also like to compare, and after class, they secretly wear cool wigs to pretend to be cool. One day they are the green-headed brother in Chenjia Street, and the next they are the melancholy boys from No. 6 Middle School.
Jiang Wang walked over with a smile on his face, turned his head and tried to sell a small batch of ready-made wigs in the bookstore.
It was sold out that day.
Everyone buys and wears sneakily, timid but curious.
Boss Jiang thought over and over again, contacted the wig factory again, and decided to sell the fake fur and clothes for COS.
What kind of fake fur fox ears with double ponytails hanging down the waist, as long as the students ask for it, he dares to buy it.
As a result, the flow of people in a certain bookstore quietly increased again.
Some students will pack their backpacks in mysteriously, and exchange money with one hand and exchange goods with the other like an underground transaction.
"Do you have white hair? Where's the red contact lenses? Cough cough, I want to cosplay who..."
"Touch the new product and see how it feels. Buy two and get hairspray. How about some?"
The students came out with their bags on their backs, and when they faced the aunts and uncles on the street, they still had a serious face, as if they had just finished reviewing the Mathematical Olympiad all night.
It's just that the haunting rate of strange costumes near parks and ancient buildings is increasing day by day, and it has gradually become a strange scene in the city.
While Boss Jiang uses a new perspective to expand the functions of bookstore channels, he still feels a little lonely.
Why is there silence around him as soon as the child leaves.
No one is clamoring for oranges at night, and the people who keep an eye on the business in the bookstore are replaced by part-time students who doze off from time to time.
No one watches the TV at all, and I still feel unaccustomed to listening to the program on air.
He began to think about children.
Although the summer camp lasted only two weeks, I somehow felt that the days were not right anywhere.
As a tough guy, Jiang Wang doesn't allow himself to be too emotional, but when he returns home, he will tidy up Xingwang's room and open the windows for ventilation.
The child called with an IC card, but he was still stubborn.
"Missing you? It's rare for me to rest for a while, these days are finally clear."
Peng Xingwang groaned and acted coquettishly: "Brother—I miss you—you also want me to make it soon."
"All right, all right, I miss you, I really can't do anything about you."
The two talked on the phone arrogantly and stickily for a long time, and the assistant came over with a stack of documents.
"Mr. Jiang, here are the contracts and emails for these two days."
Boss Jiang regained his expressionless cool image in a second: "Oh."
The assistant held back the slander and handed him the letter with the stamp on it.
"There is a letter from Cizhou, addressed to Peng Xingwang."
Jiang Wang took the thick letter and saw that it was written by Du Wenjuan himself.
He was stunned for a few seconds, and the assistant reminded him in a low voice.
"She sent you a copy, too."
Jiang Wang stretched out his hand and twisted it, and found that there were really two letters.
"... I have it too?" The man unconsciously raised a smile: "Got it, let me take a look first."
When the assistant left, Jiang Wang took a knife and carefully removed the plastic seal, and took out the carefully folded letter paper.
In the 2G era without video calls, inter-provincial long-distance calls are too expensive, and express mail has just emerged, and letters are still the most commonly used medium for people.
Du Wenjuan's handwriting is delicate and graceful, much like her style.
Brother Jiang Wang:
Long time no see, how are you doing
It has been raining in Cizhou recently, and sometimes when I see children treading water in rubber shoes, I think of you and I miss you even more.
I wrote a letter to Xing Xing, telling him to be obedient and study hard, eat less snacks to avoid gaining weight.
After much deliberation, I also wrote you a letter, I hope you don't feel abrupt.
When I saw you earlier, I noticed that you had scars around your eyes. Have you ever been bullied by someone? Is it okay to work hard outside alone
I have always envied you for being independent and capable, but I also want to persuade you as a cousin.
Jiang Wang, don't fight fiercely and take risks when you are outside, and put safety first.
How much money you earn is important, but I also hope that everything will go well for Peng Xing. I hope you have nothing to worry about, eat extra meals frequently, and have good dreams every night.
Hope you are happy and healthy. Du Wenjuan.
July 31, 2006
The first time Jiang Wang received a letter was from his mother.
As if he had forgotten how to read, he read it several times in a daze, chewed each line over and over, and smiled with his eyes downcast.
In a sense, his mother sent a letter to him when he was young, and to him now.
Each letter represents longing and warmth.
Jiang Wang carefully stored the letter from Peng Xingwang in his locked drawer, and opened it for the child himself when he got home, while he read the letter carefully, looking for a pen and paper to reply at a loss.
Mom wrote me a letter.
My mother told me to protect myself, she cared about me very much.
Jiang Wang tried his best not to pay attention to the joyful thoughts in his heart like a child, he pursed his lips and thought about it but wondered how to write.
He began to regret that he fell asleep several times in Chinese class, and his mind was empty when he really wanted to write something.
In the end, I replied a short article with a little clumsiness, sealed it with the envelope tape, and then found my own courier to send it back.
It took only forty minutes before and after, but it seemed to take several days to get back to it.
His empty chest seemed to be stuffed with something, like two marshmallows and a few pieces of letter paper, so that when his heart shook again, it wouldn't bump and rattle everywhere.
Peng Xingwang seemed to know what Jiang Wang was saying, he just finished calling the day before yesterday, and he called again today.
The first sentence on the face is "Brother! I miss you so much!".
It's really frank.
Jiang Wangxu responded, and then showed off in a childish tone that didn't match his age: "Your mother wrote you a letter, and wrote me a letter."
"Ah!! Mom wrote me a letter!! Read it to me quickly!!" The child became annoyed on the phone: "Why did I go to summer camp, I want to read the letter too."
But he soon cheered up again, and asked expectantly: "Brother, will you write to me in the future?"
Jiang Wang thought for a while: "Let's call."
He can't handle such delicate things.
The child rolled around like a baby and wanted to hear what Du Wenjuan wrote to him and what he replied, and urged Jiang Wang to protect his letter in every possible way, wishing he could fly back to read it now.
When the phone was hung up, Jiang Wang stretched his waist and got off work, humming all the way to pick up the car.
At dusk and dusk, the afterglow is like a warm light coat, embracing everyone equally.
His cheeks were warm and his heart was warm.
It's not bad for a child to watch cartoons in the living room at night. Jiang Wang ate an orange and watched half an episode of "Approaching Science" by himself.
I simply washed my head and went back to my room to sleep. I lived a particularly healthy life.
The summer night is quiet and peaceful, and the dreams are also some unimportant and ordinary stories.
While immersed in it, Jiang Wang suddenly heard an anxious knock on the door.
"Brother Jiang!"
"Mr. Jiang, are you there?!"
He slept so soundly that it took him some time to realize that it was the voice in reality, and he got out of bed and quickly walked over to open the door.
"Teacher Ji?!"
Ji Linqiu's face was pale, and he had never been in such a state of embarrassment.
"Brother Jiang, help me." He was completely flustered, and he stumbled a little when he spoke: "My father—my father has a cerebral hemorrhage and is currently undergoing surgery in the provincial hospital. The doctor issued an emergency notice, can you take me there? !"
Jiang Wang quickly brought him a cup of hot water: "Hold on, I'll put on some clothes and drive you there now."
Ji Linqiu had never asked someone to do something in the middle of the night, and felt guilty and at a loss for a while, he murmured: "It was so sudden, I'm sorry..."
"Besides, it's a matter of life." Jiang Wang had already put on his shoes, closed the door and went downstairs together over his shoulders, instinctively wanting to give Ji Linqiu more strength: "We are buddies, it's natural for us to take care of each other."
At 3:30 in the morning, even the clerk at the gas station fell asleep. He hammered the door three times before reaching out to wipe the back of his hand, and almost added the wrong model.
Jiang Wang happened to be driving a good car for the company to discuss business with. It started fast and stable even on gravel roads, which was much better than that third-hand Xiali.
He concentrated on driving on the road, letting the snowy lights disperse the darkness all the way.
During the period, Ji Linqiu's cell phone kept ringing, and a woman cried for help, saying that the situation was urgent, and the doctor sent a notice to them to make preparations.
Jiang Wang had never been in contact with Teacher Ji's family, nor asked who the woman on the other side was, so he thought about reporting his name.
"Mr. Ji, you use my mobile phone to call this man. He has contacts in the provincial capital."
Ji Linqiu helped him look after the long road that was so dark that the water on both sides could not be seen, while dialing the phone.
No one picked up the first time, so he must be sleeping too.
"Call again," Jiang Wang was not afraid of offending others: "After answering the call, turn on the speakerphone."
The second echo sounded twice, and the connection was made immediately, and there was a rough curse; "What the hell time is it?"
"Yezi, help me find someone. Do you know any friends from the People's Hospital?" Jiang Wang looked straight at the road and spoke quickly: "My teacher's family members are seriously ill, and there is no bed right now."
"Doctors don't accept red envelopes now. How can there be a way in the middle of the night?" The other side cursed again, thinking for a long time: "My wife's younger brother works as a doctor in another hospital, and beds are usually reserved there, no. You go through the procedure of transferring to another hospital—what kind of disease is it?"
Ji Linqiu responded at this moment: "Cerebral hemorrhage."
"That's a coincidence, my brother-in-law is from the Brain Hospital, wait for me to send a text message, you call him and tell him."
After several times of tossing, the matter was actually negotiated on the road.
The hospital where Ji Linqiu's father was staying was also dealing with a series of car accidents. It was too full to admit more patients, so it could only be transferred to another hospital after surgery.
Ji Linqiu didn't let out a long breath until the matter was settled, his face was still pale.
"I've become your teacher." He put the back of his hand against his eyes, the pressure was so great that his voice trembled a little: "...Thank you, I owe you a favor."
"It's just a slip of the tongue," Jiang Wang skillfully flashed twice to signal the car in front to watch the road: "Your family is in the provincial capital?"
"No, I just happened to come to see my sister. She has been married for many years."
Ji Linqiu took a deep breath, and pressed his forehead against the car window: "My dad is getting old, and his living habits are not good, alas."
Jiang Wang actually envied people like him.
Both parents are still around, even if they stumble a little on weekdays, they still miss each other, so they must be very at ease.
He didn't say a word, just concentrated on driving.
"It's okay, I'll take care of it with you."
When they arrived, the sky was already dimly lit, as if it had been stained several shades of gray by the mist.
Ji's father has been transferred to the brain hospital and is resting in the ward at the moment.
The surgery is safe and the prognosis is good, as long as you take care of it with steady medication and take care of it slowly for a period of time, it will be fine.
When Jiang Wang went up with Ji Linqiu, Ji's mother was tearfully thanking her life.
She was short and stooped, as if she had suffered a lot in life, her cheeks and the back of her hands were wrinkled.
But he appears to be well-dressed and educated.
Beside him was a young woman wiping tears, her face was somewhat similar to Ji Linqiu's, she should be his own sister.
"Mom." Ji Linqiu called out in a low voice.
"This is Brother Jiang, the hospital bed he helped to contact."
The two women rushed over to welcome them, and thanked them in every possible way.
Jiang Wang didn't know how to deal with this kind of situation, so he said politely that he had to make a phone call, and hid in the safe passage not far away to smoke.
He had never seen Ji Linqiu panicked and embarrassed before, so now he was a little embarrassed to be involved.
But in any case, as long as people are safe, it's not a big problem.
Just as he was thinking like this, a crisp slap suddenly came from a distance.
"You useless piece of trash!"
Jiang Wang's face changed, and he quietly opened the fire door a crack, and found that Ji Linqiu was beaten so hard that his head was turned to the other side.
"How many times have your father and I tried to persuade you," the woman said hysterically without any concealment, "we have found a way, as long as you come here, you can come to work in the bank. If you really can't find a good unit Do some money-making errands, you teach in that crappy place, and your father is almost dead and almost can't keep up!!"
Ji Linqiu's back is very thin.
He was silent for a long time, his voice still cold.
"It's all right now."
"It's something, it's a serious matter!" The woman's voice was sharp and piercing, as if she didn't care if the people in the ward would be woken up: "You are the only son in our old Ji's family, and your father just came to save you because he was worried about you." city."
"Let me ask you, when will you find a decent family to marry?!"
"You're already on your way to the third year, but if you don't want your father to wake up and be mad at you, you'd better figure it out!!"
"Our old Ji's family - can't be the last one!!!"