There is a big fish on the table.
There's another one in the fridge.
Xiao Yu ate deliciously with the bowl in his hand, "You don't know this fish, it's so hard to earn, it almost got unhooked, luckily I'm better..."
"Okay, okay, catch a fish and you'll be taken aback. My son also caught one, and he didn't blow like you..."
Zhou Nan was muttering, suddenly paused, and asked suspiciously, "You really caught it?"
"of course!"
"..."
Xiao Xiaoyu held the bowl and ate in silence.
Zhou Nan glanced at the father and son, but did not speak again.
After eating, he cleared the table, while Zhou Nan was washing dishes in the kitchen, Xiao Yu was dragged to the study by his son.
"What's wrong with your father lent you a fish, I will pay you back next time!"
"It's already eight, and you said you'd give me that pole when you save ten." Xiao Xiaoyu made a note in his notebook.
"I can definitely pay you back. This time, bad luck, bad luck..."
Xiao Yu rubbed his nose, saw his son touching his fishing rod, quickly took it and hid it behind his back, "Ask your mother for money, buy a new one, don't keep thinking about my rod."
"If I don't want to come out, you go and ask for it?"
"... Do you think I can get it?"
"..."
"..."
The father and son sighed together, Xiao Xiaoyu looked at the cold wind stick in his father's hand, and said with disgust: "You're almost wrapping it up, so just give it to me—I promise, let me take this one, and put it in the refrigerator later. There is never a shortage of fish."
"Go, hurry up and study, you'll be promoted to third year soon, what a fart, wait until you go to college."
Xiao Yu glanced outside, "It's a waste for you now, study hard, if you can get into Los Angeles University, I'll ask your mother to buy you a corrugated dragon, don't keep thinking about me."
"What did you say?" Xiao Xiaoyu expressed doubts about his father's words. A fishing rod has been used for almost ten years and he is still reluctant to change it... Corrugated dragon? Whether or not we can figure it out is up for debate.
"As I said, if she doesn't give it... I'll buy it for you with my own money!"
Jin-Woo promised it swearingly.
"What are you two muttering about? Have you finished your homework?" Zhou Nan asked, wiping his hands and frowning.
"It's writing, I'm teaching him to write." Xiao-Woo responded.
"You teach him to write with a fishing rod?"
"..."
late at night.
Zhou Nan turned off the TV, yawned and went to the door of his son's room to check. There was no light in the crack of the door, so he hurried back to the bedroom to rest.
More than ten years have passed, and the corners of her eyes have become wrinkled, and the original ponytail has long been cut off. Her short, crisp hair looks more like a middle-aged woman—no, she is indeed a middle-aged woman in her forties.
Xiao Yu was sitting on the head of the bed in his pajamas, waxing with that fishing rod, he was more focused than work.
"Turn off the lights and go to bed."
Seeing that Xiao Yu was still tinkering with the broken fishing rod, Zhou Nan lay down on the bed and pushed him with his foot, urging him to rest.
"Immediately, immediately."
After staying for a while, he put away the fishing rod and put it on the bedside. The bedroom lights were off, and it was pitch black, with only a little bit of starlight coming in from the window.
Xiao Yu opened his eyes without feeling sleepy, lay on the bed for a while, propped his head on his arms, and looked at Zhou Nan beside him through the dim light.
Noisy, half a lifetime has passed.
It seems that I used to think about finding a girlfriend, going crazy together in love, and carrying it together when I got married... But the sky didn't work out, and they were impulsive, so they didn't enjoy their love very much, so they went straight to carrying it together.
And then carry it for more than ten years.
The two of them gritted their teeth to prop up the house. Thinking about it during that time, it seemed pretty good...
He turned over on the bed, hugged Zhou Nan dawdly, trying to make trouble.
"Oh, sleepy..."
"I'll just let it go, don't move."
"Pfft..." Zhou Nan couldn't help laughing, and then withdrew his smile again, turned over to face the wall, ignoring him.
Xiao Yu huddled beside him, he just didn't want to sleep anyway, after a few minutes, with Zhou Nan biting his lip and humming softly, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"If you don't move, you will lose one piece of pocket money."
"..."
Jin-Woo froze.
Can you still count like this
"Three hundred yuan first... no, why do you feel so awkward?"
"Seems to be… "
"It's a bit like piao... Ah! Don't screw it up, you said it yourself."
…
Time has never stopped. When people feel that it is very slow, it is passing by in a hurry. Only when they look back occasionally, they feel the time flies by.
When Anya graduated from university, Qin Guanglin was already in his fifties, and his mottled white hair was the trace left by time, so why not ask him to get oiled and dyed black
He doesn't like chess, fishing, and other things that the old man likes to play. Apart from writing a diary and writing letters to himself, he just takes a big cup of tea that He Wu made for him and wanders around the neighborhood.
"Dad, can I discuss something with you?"
Qin Anya has grown into a big girl, standing next to the painting hanging in the living room, she looks a lot like He Wu when she was young in the painting.
It's just that this temperament doesn't matter at all, and she looks carefree like her godmother.
"Speak." Qin Guanglin did not look up while wearing glasses, and researched with his newly purchased mobile phone.
"Can I... get a tattoo?"
"Huh?" He was finally willing to look up at his daughter, "It's best not to, it will affect your height."
"ah?"
Qin Anya was stunned, and looked down at herself, "I never heard that tattoos can..."
"I'll break your leg."
"..."
"Pfft ha ha ha ha..." Qin Anyi, who was studying hard for the high school entrance examination, couldn't hold back his laughter.
"You laugh!" Qin Anya glared at him, then ran to Qin Guanglin's side and shook his arm, "Oh, it's just a small, gentle butterfly tattooed on her hand."
Qin Guanglin smiled gently, "I will also gently break your leg."
"..."
"Mom! Look at my dad!"
He might as well turn his head to look at Qin Guanglin, and continue squatting on the balcony playing with his own flowers.
"mom!"
"Didn't I watch it just now? It's pretty good." Why not take another look, "My husband is so handsome."
"..."
"grandmother!"
"I'm short-sighted, so I can't see clearly." The old lady didn't mix it up, she watched the TV and giggled, showing her leaky front teeth.
"When you go back to the old street with your grandma some other day, buy a few bubble gums from Lao Pan, tear off the stickers inside and stick them on for fun, what kind of tattoos." Qin Guanglin glanced at her, "It's a mess, be careful No one wants it like your godmother."
"What's the matter with my godmother?... No, what does it mean that no one wants it? It's not that my godmother can't get married, she doesn't want to marry."
"Almost about the same."
Qin Anya stomped her feet angrily, "Where there is oppression, there is resistance!"
"oh?"
Qin Guanglin finally put away his phone, picked up his big teacup and took a sip, "How are you going to resist?"
"When I make money and take control of the financial power..."
"You may not earn as much as the two of us in your life."
"..."
"Hahahahaha sister, don't resist, hurry up and find someone to marry." Qin Anyi laughed.
Anya gave him a hard look, this guy couldn't figure out that the two of them were the united front.
"I'm looking for a rich husband!"
"Who is interested in you?" Qin Guanglin glanced at her, "Eat fried chicken leg burgers every day without exercising, but also like to stay up late, sooner or later you will become fat, and the amount of exercise is not as big as that of an old man like me."
"I… "
"It's fine to get married quickly. After you get married, I don't care if you get a papa tattoo. Let your husband take care of it."
"Humph, hum! Humph! I just don't want to marry."
"If you don't marry, you don't marry."
Qin Guanglin shrugged, and went to the balcony to help He Wu shovel the soil in the flower pot, "In a few days, your mother and I will go outside to collect materials. You stay at home and take good care of grandma and them."
"Be honest, don't come back and let me see more messy tattoos on your hands."
"You guys are obviously going to play!"
"I took my wife out to play, what's wrong?" Qin Guanglin asked.
"It's nothing wrong." He Wei smiled and kissed him on the face.
Qin Guanglin looked back happily, "You also find a husband and let him take you to play."
"Enough of you! I won't, I will be a light bulb at home every day!"
Qin Anya was so annoyed that she put down her harsh words and went back to her room. She took out her clothes and prepared to wash them. She turned on the washing machine, and there were clothes that the couple hadn't washed in time. The top was a cheongsam.
She frowned and looked in the direction of the balcony, her face flushed suddenly, and she hugged her clothes bitterly and went back.
Two old people who are not shy, both in their fifties...
This home can't wait!
(end of this chapter)