When Fu Er walked into the Experimental Primary School, his face was full of spring breeze, and his steps were brisk. The guard stretched out his hand to stop him: "Junior high school students are not allowed to enter."
Fu Er's smile froze, and he took out his ID card very skillfully to show him: "I'll go in to pick up the child, and chat with his homeroom teacher by the way."
"...Are you in your twenties?!" The guard moved away like a ghost: "Okay, okay, dress more maturely next time."
Fu Er hummed vaguely, and stepped into the campus again.
Every time she breathed the air here, she felt kind and familiar.
Fifteen minutes before the end of get out of class, she came early and just happened to take a stroll nearby.
Tao Yingqi happened to come over with a handout, and the two met face to face.
"Xiaofu?"
"Sister Qi!" Fu Er said with a bright smile, "I'll pick Xingwang up from school!"
Tao Yingqi had nothing important to do, so he leaned on the railing and chatted with her about the recent situation. The little girl turned around and said with bright eyes: "By the way, I plan to buy a house at the end of next year. Do you have any real estate that Miss Qi recommends?"
Tao Yingqi thought he had heard wrong.
"Are you... planning to live in Yuhan permanently?"
"Maybe, but now housing prices are rising fast, the sooner the better," Fu Er calculated his savings and how much his parents would subsidize, and made quick calculations: "It's good to buy a two-bedroom, one living room. It would be even better to be near the lake and the river, maybe 70 to 80 square meters, it’s too small to live in."
Tao Yingqi had mixed feelings for a while: "You are so young, there is no need to work overtime and rush to this, right? You should also relax and take a break once in a while?"
It will take five or six years for her to work overtime every day and be annoyed by the children until she becomes bald. According to the current meager salary, even if she can pay the down payment, it is difficult to repay the mortgage.
But the junior in front of him, not only does not have the kind of exhaustion that has been squeezed to dryness, his whole body is glowing, not to mention that he is already picking real estate.
"That's right," Fu Er said with a deep expression on his face, "I've got a terminal illness that will kill me if I don't make money to buy a house."
Tao Yingqi: ...
When Peng Xingwang walked out of the classroom with his bag on his back, he immediately saw the head teacher chatting with Mr. Fu, and jumped over to say hello, "Hello, teacher!"
"Your brother is surrounded by parents, I will pick you up for them." Fu Er and Tao Yingqi waved: "Let's talk!"
It wasn't until she led Peng Xingwang out of the school that the child realized what was wrong.
"Do you know Teacher Tao?"
"That's right," Fu Er said with a smile: "She and I are good friends, and we will be neighbors in the future."
Jiang Wang originally wanted to fish out his friends and boyfriend for dinner, but he didn't expect the parents at the door to be too enthusiastic and there were a few customers coming over. After Ji Linqiu finished a class, he still didn't see him, so he simply took Peng Xingwang back to his home to eat .
Now Ji's father and son are both working as lecturers, and the old lady sneaks out to help cook during her busy tailoring shop, and occasionally invites Linqiu to go home and help out when she is too busy.
They got along very well with Peng Xingwang, the child could speak well and was liked by the elderly, Chen Danhong almost raised him as his own grandson, and was willing not to put a little chopped pepper in the dishes, for fear that the child's stomach would not be able to bear it.
Just tonight, Ji Changxia brought over freshly cut yellow beef. A family of four and a child can cook a table full of dishes. He also used a pressure cooker to make local chicken soup.
When Peng Xingwang entered the house, he found a place to do his homework. He didn't even need the TV remote control.
"Come, come, Grandma Chen will serve you soup!"
Ji Changxia has just finished working for a while, and this time he also intends to get together with his family and pick up fresh topics at the dinner table.
Peng Xingwang drank two bowls of rice vigorously, and went to the yard to watch the parrots after eating.
After the short chat with another parent, Ji Changxia thought of something, and said with a smile: "Didn't our community organize condolences to the lonely and widowed elderly recently, I also became a volunteer and went to help."
"As a result, when I was delivering grain and oil, I saw a house where two old ladies lived together."
Chen Danhong asked curiously: "Is it possible that their old man is gone, so they are living with a partner? That's pretty good."
"I really asked." Ji Changxia shook his head: "The two of them have never been married in this life, nor have they talked about their wives. They just lived together for a lifetime."
Ji Linqiu's eyes were slightly dazed, and he lowered his head to drink the soup restrainedly.
"How did this happen?" Ji Guoshen showed a worried expression: "Did something happen to you when you were young, and can the two of them take care of each other?"
"There's nothing I can't take care of," Chen Danhong said indifferently, "Do you think that women can't carry gas tanks and carry rice without men? When you went to support education in Xinjiang, I took care of two children by myself. Isn't it good too?"
Ji Guoshen originally wanted to say something, but when he heard this, he felt ashamed, so he nodded and followed suit.
Ji Changxia stayed at the elderly's house all afternoon, helped them with some housework, and chatted a lot on the way, and recalled it with embarrassment.
"I asked them, is it easy for two women to quarrel when they live together?"
"In the end, they said that it was no different from an ordinary couple, but it was all a small fight, and there was no overnight air."
"Guess how old they are?"
Chen Danhong listened intently: "Is it sixty?"
Ji Changxia compared eights: "One is seventy-nine, the other is eighty-three, and my teeth are almost gone."
Ji Guoshen had never heard of such a strange thing: "I have never been married in my life? Haven't any men come to propose marriage?"
"He lives happily without getting married, maybe he doesn't like men at all," Ji Changxia didn't care, "I think it's pretty good to be able to live happily ever after."
Chen Danhong originally wanted to add a few words, but when she heard this, she suddenly thought of her own son, took a quick look at Ji Linqiu who was silently drinking soup, and said awkwardly: "It's someone else's business, so let's just listen."
She had been a housewife all her life, and when she heard that there were women living like this, her first reaction was actually envy.
How wonderful, two women, there are people who take care of each other when doing housework, and there are no parents-in-law and father-in-law to wait on, so they want to be clean for the rest of their lives.
But if you really want to think this way, and feel that it violates the laws of nature, it's so weird that you can't explain it.
Until the meal was over, Ji Linqiu didn't participate in the topic anymore, he put on his coat after eating, bid farewell to his parents and went home with Xingwang.
After the children had left, Ji Guoshen took a rag to help wipe the table, with a bad expression on his face.
Chen Danhong saw that he was not in the right mood, and asked, "What's the matter? It's not like my daughter is ignoring you."
"It's not about Chang Xia," Ji Guoshen became irritated: "You said the two old ladies she was talking about, could it be that kind of relationship?"
Chen Danhong was baffled: "What kind of relationship?"
She saw that Ji Guoshen was frowning, and it took her a while to react, she didn't take it seriously: "What's wrong with living with a partner, I heard that there are still many girls in Chaoshan, you are overthinking."
"However, Linqiu said earlier that he doesn't like women." Ji Guoshen was worried: "He follows Boss Jiang every day, works in his company, and lives in the house with him. He said it is convenient for cooperation and saves running between meetings. I Why do you feel that something is wrong?"
"You just worry too much, don't think about it." Chen Danhong took the rag and washed it with his backhand, wiped his hands and said, "I've discussed with Sister Huang downstairs that we can enroll in a college for the elderly together, do you want to?" "Now the tailor shop I can basically finish my work in the morning, if not, I can take it home and cut it at night, but if I go to college, you will have to cook meals at home from time to time."
Ji Guoshen was a little taken aback: "You... you're going to a university for the elderly?"
He thinks this is very good, and the wife can have a common language with more classes, but like a child, he doesn't know what to do: "You are so busy, no one at home will take care of you..."
"Then you can eat in the cafeteria with Linqiu." Chen Danhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's you who said that the cafeteria's nutrition and craftsmanship are good, and there are soup and meat every day, and I'll make delicious food for you on weekends."
It's not about eating at all.
Ji Guoshen originally thought that this reason could keep her, but after listening to a few words, he was alone in a daze, only then realized that he had actually been relying on her all along, and now he was reluctant to let her go.
"Okay," he replied after a while, feeling overwhelmed by the old intellectual side: "Where are you going to study? How long will it take?"
"Take the bus for four stops, and learn everything, that's good." Chen Danhong squinted her eyes and smiled, "In this way, you two won't look down on me for not knowing anything—I heard that I still need to learn English, huh, my old man My wife still has time to learn English!"
"...we never thought about it that way!"
When Jiang Wang was driving home, he saw a familiar figure on the side of the road.
Ji Linqiu didn't wear a windbreaker, but draped it over his shoulders, holding Peng Xingwang in one hand, and walked slowly in the night.
He slowed down the car and followed for a while at a constant speed, only to realize that the other party hadn't noticed him yet.
Then he honked the horn and pretended to strike up a conversation.
"Whose beautiful teacher and unlucky child are these?"
Peng Xingwang was a little happy, but also a little angry: "Brother! Who are you talking about unlucky children!"
Ji Linqiu came back to his senses, saw that it was him, and then showed his face, and sat up with Xingwang.
It's just that he hasn't spoken since he went up, as silent as a lonely bird.
Jiang Wang chatted with Peng Xingwang casually, and saw in the rearview mirror that he was in a bad mood. He didn't know if it was something at work or at home.
Peng Xingwang finished talking about the trivial matters in school, and suddenly remembered what he heard at Ji's house today, and said with great interest: "Sister Changxia said that there were two old ladies who lived together until they were ninety years old when they were eating today. it is good!"
Ji Linqiu was stunned: "Didn't you go to the yard to see the parrot?"
"My ears are good!" said the child proudly, "Sitting in the last row, I can hear the teachers whispering on the podium!"
Jiang Wang understood in an instant, and continued to say: "Two old ladies?"
"Yeah! If you don't get married for the rest of your life, what's the point of living?" Peng Xingwang gave a bold guess: "You said it would be great, the two of them can watch Princess Princess together, apply facial masks together, and never have to grab the remote control to change channels."
"If only Brother Wang and Brother Linqiu could do the same," the child sighed Youyou: "I'm even reluctant to go to college, I really want to live with you all my life."
Jiang Wang smiled softly, reached out and rubbed the child's head vigorously.