Although only three people ate the big meal, Du Wenjuan was busy frying and frying all afternoon, and there were ten bowls when she served the table.
"Eating is perfect and perfect." She smiled and took the tassel cut out of red paper in Peng Xingwang's hand, carefully inserted it into the mouth of the fried fish, and said solemnly: "We can't move this fish from the first to the third day of the junior high school. Let's keep one good sign."
She cooks diligently, and when she wanted to go in and help out a few times, she was pushed out to watch TV.
Jiang Wang felt hungry from the smell, as if he hadn't eaten anything at noon.
It was 8 o'clock in the evening, and the family sat around the table watching the Spring Festival Gala. The table was full of delicious food, which made people's index fingers move.
Steamed vegetables are popular in Yuhan. The pork ribs with lotus root and chrysanthemum chrysanthemum and pork belly are steamed together in a pan.
Jiang Wang used to cook a quick-frozen dumpling casually in the past 30 years. Today, sitting next to them and looking at the table full of dishes, he suddenly said before moving his chopsticks: "Wait!"
If this is twenty years later, I must post it on Moments to show off.
Even Renren has not yet become popular, and WeChat will have to wait for many years, so let’s take a photo as a souvenir.
He ran back to the study to find the camera, first focused and took a picture of the table full of delicious dishes, then sat back next to the mother and son, and motioned everyone to look at the camera together: "Come on, take a selfie!"
Du Wenjuan smiled and compared scissorhands, and the children raised their hands and cheered.
There is already the sound of ups and downs of fireworks outside the window, and the atmosphere is full.
"2008 is here," Du Wenjuan said with emotion: "Time flies so fast, I will be ten years old in a blink of an eye."
"It's not there yet," the child said, his face covered in chrysanthemum chrysanthemums, "I won't grow up, so it's fine!"
When everyone was done eating and playing, Jiang Wang rushed to wash the dishes first, and cleaned up the table with the children before picking up a large carton of fireworks and going to the balcony.
He sent a text message to Ji Linqiu, telling him to watch the fireworks in the yard.
After sending the text message, Jiang Wang moved the firework shop's special sale "Three Thousand Rings of Thunderbolt and Red Snake Dance" to the center of the open space, and motioned for Du Wenjuan to take the child to stand in the distance.
This box of fireworks is more than one meter wide, so big that it can only be placed in the back seat of the car, not even in the trunk.
When the boss was selling it, he looked like Bo Ya met his bosom friend with sympathy: "Buy it!! Just buy it! It's just right!! Keep it awesome!!"
Peng Xingwang had already covered his ears tightly in advance, feeling a little nervous.
Jiang Wang hadn't lighted firecrackers for more than ten years, and he didn't panic when firing cannons in the field camp. He turned around and ran away when a spark was lit.
The lead wire was very long, Peng Xingwang covered his ears for a long time but didn't see any movement, so he let go of his hands and said, "Why don't you—"
"boom!!"
"Bang bang bang!!!"
"Crash-bang!"
The child was blown up and jumped on the spot, Jiang Wang stretched out his hands to cover his ears: "Stupid."
Unexpectedly, this box of Thunderbolt, Red Snake and Wild Dance is worthy of its name. Every time it flies into the sky, it is as vigorous as a mortar, as if it is going to explode a three-yang Kaitai explosion, a peach blossom and plum blossom all over the sky, whistles and explosions Yin Qifa also rang three times and exploded five times in a row, which directly alarmed the whole community and people opened their windows to look.
"Hey, who bought the firecrackers so fast?"
"Awesome, it's been going on for two minutes and it hasn't finished yet?"
"It's so beautiful, come and let's take a photo with this firework, it's so festive!"
Jiang Wang didn’t expect that local fireworks cost what you pay for. At that time, when he paid 999, he only thought they were selling at a premium price. Now he was blown up by the fireworks so that his chest was thumping, and the sense of rhythm was still there. Very strong.
Before the fireworks were over, Ji Linqiu called.
"Jiang Wang," he asked him with a suppressed smile, "You're quite talkative, isn't this loudspeaker broadcasting for two minutes?"
"It's not over, repeat it a few more times, lest you can't remember." Jiang Wang laughed until his face ached: "I love you deeply, and it knows everything."
Before twelve o'clock, the outside was already so lively that the sound of the TV could not be heard.
People in the room had to raise their voices when they spoke, and a sentence could be broken into several consonants by the sound of crackling firecrackers. It was all about guesswork.
They simply went downstairs for a stroll, Jiang Wang led the child to light the whole roll of firecrackers, handed the camera to him to shoot casually at the sky, and walked slowly towards the open street together.
There are no cars on the main road at this point, most of them are adults taking their children to watch fireworks and set off firecrackers, and a few lonely old people are looking for a corner to burn paper for their old friends.
Xingwang walked a few steps in front of him and raised his head to shoot the sky, while Jiang Wang and Du Wenjuan walked slowly behind him side by side.
The sky is already a vast and clear curtain, and the people on the ground are embellished with sparks and sparkles, and the bright colors are allowed to burst forth, making the whole world flicker.
Du Wenjuan drank two cups during the big meal, and was slightly drunk when she was walking, her cheeks were flushed.
She walked beside Jiang Wang, looked at the back of Peng Xingwang in front of her, and spoke slowly.
"Actually, the first time Peng Jiahui slapped me was because I misunderstood that he had someone outside and said something ugly."
"My parents have always loved me, and they have never been willing to slap me since I was a child. When I was slapped for the first time, I was stunned. At that time, I was thinking of getting a divorce."
Jiang Wang walked forward slowly, probably guessing what happened next.
"On the morning when I was about to file for divorce, I served a bowl of green onion noodles for both of us, thinking that after eating this bowl of noodles, our fate would be broken."
Du Wenjuan looked at the silver trees and golden flowers in the sky on the street, and stopped in her footsteps: "I just took a bite, and I was so sick that I vomited in front of him, and then I could only drink some water all morning, and I felt like vomiting when I smelled it. "
"Go to the hospital for a checkup. She has been pregnant with Xing Xing for three months."
Jiang Wang finally stopped and looked into her eyes.
He is seldom afraid.
But at this moment, he was very afraid of what she would say next, and he even wanted to find a topic to jump away from to avoid it.
He had this idea a long time ago, but he put it in the corner of his brain and never touched it.
Say no more.
Unexpectedly, Du Wenjuan looked at Xingwang and smiled happily.
"While I was waiting for the results in the hospital, I was still thinking about what to do with the child if I was really pregnant, and how to file for divorce next."
"I didn't expect that when the doctor really told me that I was pregnant... I just felt very happy."
"I'm so happy that it seems like the sky has cleared up. There will only be a big sun in this life."
There was a smile in her eyes, and she couldn't help laughing when she thought of that day.
"When I came out of the hospital, I rubbed my stomach and thought, so I like Peng Jiahui so much, and I like this child so much."
"I really wanted to have a child with this person, to have a happy little family with him, and to work hard to raise the child together."
"When I think about it, it seems that everything can be forgiven suddenly, and I just want to have a peaceful little life."
Jiang Wang stood where he was, his mind blank.
Du Wenjuan took two steps and found that he hadn't followed, so she asked Xingwang to stop, thinking that he liked the scenery here and wanted to stop for a while.
Jiang Wang has a little trouble controlling his emotions, and his voice is hoarse
.
"You... Don't you blame him for not letting you get a successful divorce?"
If you hadn't been pregnant at that time, maybe you would have left Peng Jiahui long ago and wouldn't have suffered so much, wouldn't you
"Why?" Du Wenjuan raised her eyebrows and said with a small smile, "He is my child."
"Who would blame a child for an adult's mistakes?"
"Actually think about it, Xing Xing was probably still in her mother's womb at that time, and she was telling her father, I will give you a chance, you have to behave well, and don't let this family fall apart."
"I don't vomit in the morning and don't vomit in the evening, but I chose that time." She said with emotion: "When I was pregnant with Xing Xing, this child saved so much trouble that many of my friends were envious."
"I'm very obedient and don't bother me. After I was born, I can eat, drink and sleep. When I came out after confinement, my complexion was so good that my colleagues thought I had a confinement lady at home."
"No matter how incompetent his father is, he evades responsibility by beating people, that's because I didn't pick the right person."
"It's just... when Xing Xing came to this world, I seemed to have figured out everything."
She rubbed her eyes, looked at Jiang Wang, her expression was full of guilt and gratitude: "In the past few years when I ran away, I never dared to go back to pick me up, for fear that that scumbag would just hold me there with my child."
"It's also thanks to your support as my mother's family that I dare to go back."
Jiang Wang wanted to say something, but at this moment, his nose was sour and his throat was so dry that it hurt slightly.
"I used to think that children are a kind of pain to you."
"If you didn't give birth to him, you might be much happier."
Du Wenjuan's eyes also turned red.
"No," she laughed with tears, her voice soft but firm: "He is my child, and I will only love him very much."
Jiang Wang felt a swipe across his cheek, hot and cold.
Du Wenjuan froze for a moment, and said in a panic, "Why are you crying? Did I say something that shouldn't be said?"
She hurriedly looked for the paper in her pocket, but she couldn't find it, so she reached out to wipe it, and wiped away the tears on his cheeks with her clean knuckles.
The woman's fingers are cold and soft, with the aroma of jasmine.
It is the taste of mother.
"If I say anything to upset you..."
"No," Jiang Wang didn't expect to cry, and said hastily, "I was thinking, so my mother would love me too."
It turned out that my mother would love me too.
"How can you be so stupid?" Du Wenjuan couldn't laugh or cry: "Xingxing is sometimes in a daze, and he can't tell the difference between salt and sugar. I like him."
"You are so capable and sensible. You work hard outside alone. You have a sense of responsibility and take care of your relatives."
"Jiang Wang, your mother must be very proud of you, thinking of you every day."
Peng Xingwang realized that his mother and brother were not leaving in the middle of the filming, so he ran back to find them, and was startled by his brother.
"Brother, are you okay!"
"Your brother is homesick," Du Wenjuan beckoned the child to come and hug Jiang Wang: "It's not sad, it's windy outside, let's go home?"
Jiang Wang bent down and hugged Peng Xingwang tightly, wiping his tears all over his new clothes.
The child loves the clothes but loves brother even more, and he handed it over to him, saying that if he doesn't mind, he can continue to wipe his face with his sleeve.
"walk home."