People born in the 80s became relocated households

Jiang Shuya felt a little uncomfortable seeing him like that, but then she thought, this is other people’s living habits, and it’s not easy to refute it.

"Why are you eating so fast? There's still so much left. Don't be in a hurry. Eat slowly."

He pointed at the chicken wings, chicken nuggets, French fries, and hamburgers in front of him, slowly picked up a French fry, coated it with ketchup and handed it over, and continued in a gentle voice: "Eating too fast is not good for the spleen and stomach. A lot of air enters the body along with the food, which will cause intestinal colic and indigestion. Over time, it is easy to cause gastroenteritis."

She has been like this since she was a child. Ever since she can remember, her mother has made her do a lot of farm work, such as weeding in the fields. Since she couldn't hold the hoe, her mother made her pull it out with her hands. When her mother was spraying pesticides in the fields, she made her go to the river to fetch water. Since she couldn't, she put a big bucket at the end of the field and asked her to fetch half a bucket with a small bucket and pour it into the big bucket to facilitate water storage for her mother to spray pesticides. During the busy farming season, she was assigned tasks such as harvesting rice and wheat. If she didn't finish them, she would have no food. When it was finally time to eat, her mother kept urging her to eat quickly and not to spend too much time on eating. At that time, there was always work to be done at home. After school, she would cut grass for pigs and release ducks. As a result, she did not complete her homework many times and was criticized by the teacher and made to stand in the corner. For a long time, she doubted whether she was her mother's biological child. After several years of hardship, her mother kept telling her that she was the eldest in the family and it was her duty to help share the farm work at home. This was her fate.

Until one day when she was twelve years old, her father was laid off from the factory and her mother followed her father to the provincial capital to do small business. All the fields in the family were given to her uncle's family for farming. She was grateful and happy in her heart. She finally didn't have to thresh wheat or harvest rice anymore, because there were snakes in the wheat fields and the rice leaves were like thorny vines, which scratched many long and bloody cuts on her arms, causing her skin to be allergic and itchy for a long time.

After entering junior high school, she lived in a boarding school. Her parents only came home once a year during the Spring Festival. She was not worried and devoted herself to her textbooks. She had more time to study and read books, and wanted to make up for the time she had lost. She worked three times harder than others, and her grades improved by leaps and bounds. Three years later, she was admitted to the best high school in the city center and became a role model for her younger brothers and sisters. After graduating from junior high school, her mother wanted to let her work in a factory in the town like her eldest and second cousins ​​to earn money to supplement the family income. However, she did not expect to receive a notice personally delivered by the teacher. After the teacher's persuasion, the support of her grandparents, and the mediation of her relatives, she finally agreed to let her go to the county town to study in high school.

Lin Moxiao saw her thoughtful expression and thought he had said something wrong: "What are you thinking about?"

She came back to her senses and thought for a moment: "I wasn't thinking about anything, I suddenly thought of my cousin. I have envied her since she was a child. My aunt, uncle, and two older sisters spoiled her and gave her the best. I envied my eldest cousin for buying her the most fashionable clothes, beautiful hair flowers, and exquisite dolls. She could always freely choose what she wanted."

"Are your parents not good to you?"

Lin Moxiao asked back. Jiang Shuya smiled helplessly. She didn't want to say more.

"My mother loves me very much. I am her only son and she has given me the best education and companionship. My grandparents also love me very much. They never treat me like a child."

Speaking of this, Lin Moxiao's face was full of memories.

"Do you keep in touch with them often? Do you visit them often?"

Jiang Shuya asked these questions naturally because her parents would not call her unless it was something important. If she hadn't taken the initiative to visit them when their family was building a house a few months ago, her parents would not have contacted her for a year or two, let alone cared about her. Even if she went there, they would mostly just go through the motions because they were very busy, always busy.

She didn't take holidays, only two days off during the Chinese New Year. When she was pregnant with Tangtang, Huang Minghao didn't pay much attention to her and was indifferent to her. As time went by, she became taciturn and depressed. She tried to call her mother several times, but the voice on the other end was always urgent. Before she could say a few words, her mother hung up the phone, and she heard her mother talking to the owner of the goods. After a few perfunctory calls, Jiang Shuya never called again. When she was bored, she could only pick up her only hobby, reading.

Lin Moxiao hesitated for a while before answering. There was an inexplicable sadness in his eyes. He just said silently: "We rarely contact each other."

After a few bites of the burger, Jiang Shuya couldn't eat any more. She was like this. She would eat voraciously when she was hungry. She was also the first one to fill her stomach. Seeing that there was still so much left, she couldn't help but complain: "You are wasting food. You ordered so much when you can't finish it."

"You're still blaming me, but you haven't even finished a burger. I ordered a combo meal for two, and you see you've almost finished mine, so the rest is yours."

After saying that, he picked up the burger in front of him and finished it in a few bites, completely losing his previous elegance and refinement. He also stuffed the last few fries into his mouth, took a few gulps of the drink, and put it on the table: "I'm done with mine, how about yours?"

Jiang Shuya was stunned by his series of actions. What the hell was this? He was pretending to be so polite!

While talking, he was holding the burger and stuffed a few bites into his mouth. He ate too fast and choked a few times, almost choking to death. Lin Moxiao hurried over to pat her on the back, and took a deep breath. He got close to her neck and smelled a warm and fresh fragrance on her body. Her fair and slender neck exuded a natural floral scent, which made him a little intoxicated and obsessed. He liked this scent, so he took a deep breath and smelled it again, but he couldn't tell what kind of scent it was. He had seen too many perfumes. He had been to many shopping malls with his previous girlfriends and bought all kinds of perfumes, but not this one.

She was choked and gasping for breath, and it took her a long time to recover.

"Eat slowly next time. Your throat is narrow. Don't force it. It's not good for your esophagus." He advised gently.

Seeing the remaining grilled wings and fries in the meal in front of her, she put them all into a paper bag and said, "I'll pack up the unfinished ones."

"Don't save it for tomorrow. Overnight food is not healthy." He reminded softly.

"Well, I'll be hungry later, so I can eat it!"

Jiang Shuya replied. Lin Moxiao nodded and smiled.

After the two walked out of the mall, they drove for a quarter of an hour and arrived at the Jiangsu Grand Theater. The magnificent building was solemn and dignified.

Jiang Shuya didn't expect that the Grand Theater was nearby. She couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't even know that there was such a sacred place in Hexi. This really opened my eyes."

Entering the Grand Theater, a particularly eye-catching poster at the door displayed the songs and performers for tonight's performance. Seeing that there were more than twenty songs, all composed by the same person, Yu Shuwan, Jiang Shuya wondered who this person was. It seemed that she had never enjoyed a concert in her previous life, so she naturally did not pay attention to those songs.