Wu Xiu ignored Wu Xian's topic. He looked at the mess in the room and asked in confusion, "Where is my mother?"
Wu Xian said, "I went to your grandfather's house yesterday, and I will be back tomorrow."
"Oh!" Wu Xiu nodded, pointing to the instant noodle bag on the coffee table and asked: "Then you have been eating this for a few meals? Don't you have anything to eat at home?"
Wu Xian sighed and said in a bad mood: "Didn't you tell you before, your mother cut my living expenses by half in order to save you money for college. And she only left me with two days of food this time. I happened to have no cigarettes again, and I ran out of money after buying two packs of cigarettes."
"Then what should I do now? I have been in the car all night and I didn't eat anything. I almost starved to death."
Wu Xian thought for a while and suggested: "Why don't you go to the right door and borrow fifteen yuan? Let's make do with a meal first. It is estimated that this should last until your mother comes back tomorrow."
"Then why don't you go?" Wu Xiu said depressed.
"It's so shameless for me to do this kind of thing."
"—"
"Are you going or not?"
"If I don't go, I'll be hungry! Anyway, I haven't slept much from last night until now. I just happen to be a little sleepy. When I wake up tomorrow, I guess my mother will be back." Wu Xiu refused.
"you sure?"
Wu Xiu didn't respond to Wu Xian, and turned around to go to the room to sleep.
"Wait a minute! I suddenly remembered that I still have more than ten dollars here. Let's go and take you to dinner, otherwise your mother will know that I will leave you out of food, and you will be nagging again."
Wu Xiu paused. Based on what he knew about the old man, every time the old man got the pocket money from his mother, in addition to buying cigarettes, he used the rest to play poker and mahjong, and he never kept money.
Wu Xiu turned his head to look at Wu Xian, wondering: "Are you really rich?"
"Will Lao Tzu lie to you?" Wu Xian glared at Wu Xiu, and said with a distressed look: "But this is the private money that Lao Tzu has saved for many years. You must not let your mother know."
"Okay, now as long as you can eat a full meal, you can say anything." Wu Xiu was too lazy to think, he was really hungry.
Under the leadership of Wu Xian, the father and son went to the small restaurant at the entrance of the village and had a good meal.
What surprised Wu Xiu was that after ordering two large bowls of noodles, Wu Xian also ordered two dishes and a bottle of wine, saying that he was serving him.
Wu Xiu felt that this meal would cost at least 20 to 30 yuan. He was about to ask Wu Xian: Do you have so much money? But when Wu Xian quickly finished the noodles, he ate a few large mouthfuls and drank half a bottle of wine.
"Hiccup—comfortable!" Wu Xian stretched, picked up the remaining half bottle of wine casually, and said as he walked: "Okay, you eat first, I'll go buy a pack of cigarettes."
"Oh!"
Wu Xiu ignored Wu Xian, picked up the bowl and started eating. After taking a few bites, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.
After a while, Wu Xiu raised his head and looked around, then looked at the empty bowl Wu Xian had placed on the table, and suddenly had an ominous premonition.
At this moment, Wu Xiu's cell phone rang. He saw the caller ID and quickly pressed the answer button. Wu Xian’s familiar voice came from the phone: "Son, I have something to do temporarily. You first let the boss keep the account on me, and I will personally tomorrow. Go to checkout."
"—Did you not plan to come back in the first place?" Wu Xiu said in a bad mood.
"Haha, it really is Mo Ruozi! But don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't want to go back, but I don't have any money at all, and I have to keep accounts when I go back."
"No, you have no money and are so confident?"
"Oh, don't care about those details. Think about it, it’s better to lose face for one person than for two? And what you said before, as long as you can eat a full meal, I can say anything. Okay, call The fee is also quite expensive, my dear son, I'll be waiting for you at home."
"—"
Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Wu Xiu's face turned green, and he felt wronged. After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Boss, let's have a small bowl of noodles and a bottle of beer..."
Dong Susu came home before dark that afternoon. She was very excited when she saw Wu Xiu. After a while and asked warmly, she asked if Wu Xiu had dinner.
Wu Xianxian was about to answer, and Wu Xian said first: "Don't worry! I took him to the restaurant as soon as he came back, and ordered some dishes for him. It's just that the money you left for me is a little bit small, and there are still some in the restaurant. The accounts are unclear."
"It's okay, my son is back, so he should eat better. I also blame me. I only left you with food for three days. This time it's hard for you. I'll give you the money later, and you will send it to others."
Wu Xiu looked at Wu Xian with a surprised look. He didn't expect that the old man not only pushed all the credit for eating to himself, but his mother had clearly left him three days of living expenses, but he told himself that he only had two days. Thinking of Wu Xiu suddenly felt a little depressed.
"Xiu'er, what are you thinking? Why didn't you speak?"
Dong Susu's voice pulled Wu Xiu's thoughts back to reality. Before Wu Xiu could speak, Wu Xian said first: "It is probably because you are too excited and happy to see you. I don't know what to say for a while, right son?"
Seeing Wu Xian's warning expression, Wu Xiu nodded aggrievedly.
"By the way, daughter-in-law, didn't you mean that the genius came back? Why is it early?"
"I always sneeze today, and I always feel that someone is talking about me. It just happened that my son called before and said that he would be back in the next few days. I felt very anxious, so I came back early."
"What I said! Go, I'll accompany you to buy some vegetables. My son is back. We must have a reunion dinner tonight. The lunch meal without you is not counted..."
Watching the old man accompany his mother, looking like she was saddled with the horse, Wu Xiu silently gave the old man a thumbs up behind the two.
Whenever the Spring Festival gets closer and closer, there are many happy events in and outside the village. It is said that these are all "good" days viewed by Feng Shui masters.
I don't know if it was the days when the same master watched it, or whether these few days were really lucky days. These married people seemed to get together day after day.
After attending three wedding banquets in a row, Wu Xiu felt tired. But there is no way. According to the customs in the village, one family usually gets married, and every other family in the village must send a representative to attend the ceremony. Of course, the most important thing is the ceremony.
It is said that this is to show the popularity and good luck in the future. Because the mother was worried that the old man would drink indiscriminately when he went to the banquet, she let Wu Xiu go.
Wu Xiu really didn't want to go. Those who were married had no communication with Wu Xiu. At most, he had only met each other before, and he just had a meal when he went. But he was tired of eating like this every day.