Self-cultivation with a plate of tomato scrambled eggs

Mr. Yao felt that this was the most boring year he had ever lived.

Song Xiaowu went back to Yao's house on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month. He didn't go anywhere these days, except to accompany the old man, and just stayed in his room. It is said that he was much more peaceful than usual, but the old man felt that this year was getting more and more deserted up.

Before Song Xiaowu didn't come, the Yao family's New Year's Eve wasn't always so happy, but since he was one more person, it seemed like there were ten more people. But this time, he even learned to lose his temper.

The old man only saw that Song Xiaowu and Yao Jian came back that day, and he regarded it as Song Xiaowu who went to see his messy old acquaintances and friends, and was dragged back by his elder brother. Even Li Tianqi thought of it, but never Wan never imagined that he was still so close to the truth.

He sighed to himself, as expected, children are debts.The eldest son is lonely and cold-hearted, and has never been able to get close to him. After this time of rivalry, the relationship between father and son may become weaker; It's easy to not know the good and the bad, to get into the horns and not be able to pull back...

The more the old man thought about it, the more he couldn't help but sigh with emotion. He felt dizzy for a while, so he forced himself not to bother too much, and instead counted the days, thinking that Lao Yuan's family would come from Jinzhou from time to time, so he just Found some solace.

Besides, Song Xiaowu, even though he still doesn't know that his marriage with Yuan Ke has already been decided and is about to be put on the agenda, but he is still full of worries and complicated thoughts. Yao Jian.

It's not that he doesn't know, since he entered Yao's house, Yao Jian has treated him very well: a brother who came back halfway, and not the same mother, he deserves to be a big brother, and he can definitely be regarded as conscientious conscientious.

Even if he took a step back and said that Song Xiaowu didn't care about this point, he still understood that the grievances and entanglements of the previous generation could not be solved by the two juniors quarreling with blush and thick necks—if they really quarreled with blush and thick necks It's better, but it's a pity that Yao Jian has never been that kind of person, no matter how bad things go, his face will always be unsalty, Song Xiaowu was forced by him, and seeing a few arguments, he didn't have any momentum at all. Simply follow the cold face to compete more vigorously.

A cold war has continued to this day.At first, when Song Xiaowu thought of Yao Jian's disdain towards Song Yunmei, he was so angry that he wanted to fight him, but then he gradually figured it out: Yao Jian was not targeting his biological mother, but the women around the old man. , there is a kind of contempt for everyone, whether it is an "outside woman" like Song Yunmei, or Aunt Lin who watched him grow up.

Of course, Aunt Lin must be counted.Song Xiaowu is not a fool, he has been together for a long time, and he can see that the old man takes care of Aunt Lin in a different way, and sometimes exceeds the limit he should have for the old subordinate's widow.

That's why Secretary Gao would rather be promoted than demoted, and take Aunt Lin back to her hometown in Jianan.

How much did Yao Jian participate in here?Song Xiaowu was hard to say.But he suddenly wanted to understand one thing: the reason why this cold war was not his own unilateral cold war was probably because Yao Jian was most angry because he had plotted against him secretly?

Big brother is only allowed to plot against me, I shouldn't plot against big brother.

Song Xiaowu "tsk tsk" twice, still got up from the bed, ready to try to subdue Yao Jian.

When the elevator stopped, Yao Jian looked at his watch habitually, then raised his head, and as soon as he took a step, he caught a glimpse of Song Xiaowu outside the lounge in the corner of the hall.

Song Xiaowu seldom came to Yao Jian's company, the embarrassment of his status was the second, the main reason was that the atmosphere of elites here was too strong, even if he was as rough as Song Xiaowu, he would feel a little ashamed of himself.

However, the lady at the front desk was very friendly. She not only let Song Xiaowu into the lounge, but also brought refreshments.Song Xiaowu didn't say hello to Yao Jian before he came, and he was afraid of being rejected by the other party, so he simply thanked him at this moment, sat comfortably on the sofa and waited for the off-duty time - in case his brother really had something to do, he would come back another day chant.

He only heard that Secretary Gao called Yao Jian "Director", but he didn't know the specific position of the latter, let alone the state of the other party at work. Now seeing Yao Jian coming out of the elevator alone, both Without shouting and embracing, and without the personal protection of Heichao bodyguards, I couldn't help being happy. I completely forgot about the unhappiness a few days ago, and waved naturally: "Brother!"

When Yao Jian first saw him, he was really happy in his heart, but when he called out "Brother", he had already remembered the words Song Xiaowu said years ago, and suddenly his heart turned cold, and he nodded lightly , continue to walk towards the door.

Seeing this, Song Xiaowu grabbed the scarf that was put aside and hurried to catch up: "Brother, brother! Let's have dinner together, I have greeted the family. What happened last time... I think we need to talk .”

Yao Jian stopped and glanced at him: "Okay."

Let Xiao Zheng get off work first, and Song Xiaowu acted as the driver himself, and drove to an old guest house with a sense of age. The parking lot is small and remote, but fortunately there are many vacancies, which is really rare.

After parking the car, the two went upstairs, turned left and right again, and then saw a very simple cloth curtain hanging in front of them, stretched out their hands and opened it, and finally saw the door of a Japanese grocery store, which was quite The crowd searched for his meaning thousands of times.

The light in old guest houses is often dim, and many people will get lost if they turn around like this. Song Xiaowu didn't, because he always had a good sense of direction, and he had done a strategy on the Internet in advance; Yao Jian didn't, because He has been here more than once, even though it has been more than ten years, but he is not a person who is good at forgetting.

Yao Jian should prefer Japanese food.This is Song Xiaowu's guess: small quantity, mild taste, low temperature, these few key words can always match what he likes.

This Japanese food store is not well-known, and the decoration is also very ordinary, which is what is called "hidden house" in the Japanese language.The boss and the chef are all from Dongying, and even among the waiters there are only one or two who can speak Xia language. They are responsible for entertaining a small number of Chinese customers. The main purpose is to provide a short-term "sense of belonging".

Presumably the taste will be very authentic.Song Xiaowu looked at the various dishes on the "table burden" one after another with a bit of toothache, then raised his head and looked at Yao Jian attentively.

Yao Jian seemed to have just come back to his senses, looked at Song Xiaowu for a while, and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Song Xiaowu couldn't tell whether his tone was good or bad. After thinking about it, he said, "Actually, it's nothing. I just apologize for what happened that day."

Yao Jian remained expressionless, watching Song Xiaowu pour wine for the two of them: "Although there are some things, we have different positions, and it is easy to have differences, but I shouldn't quarrel or flirt, and I promise not to do this in the future , you old man can calm down, forgive me this time, won't you?"

He picked up the wine glass and looked at Yao Jian expectantly. Seeing that the latter also reached for the wine glass, he quickly pinched his nose to pay respects, and then thought about it inwardly in a bit of surprise: It seems that the sake is not as bad as the previous sake?

Song Xiaowu is a complete layman on sake, but Yao Jian knows a little bit: When ordering just now, Song Xiaowu happened to choose Daiginjo. This type of sake is characterized by mildness and mellowness, with a fruit-like aroma in the aftertaste.As for this brand, although few people in China know about it, it is very popular in its place of origin because of its sweetness similar to that of a well-ripe apple.

But he really couldn't tell whether it tasted the same for many years.

Yao Jian put down his wine glass and said, "I won't argue with you about what you said. There is only one thing, don't mention anything to go to Hengyang."

Song Xiaowu was not surprised that he would talk about this matter, and was about to take this opportunity to have a good talk with him, but was preempted by the other party again.

"Since you always say that you are not a child, let's have a serious chat. I respect your opinion. I hope you can listen to me first and think about the questions I asked you."

Song Xiaowu sat up straight and nodded solemnly.

"You are almost 24 now. You really should plan for the future and have a clear plan as soon as possible. Dad and I both hope that you can stay here. You have a fixed dividend and there is no shortage of contacts in all aspects. Whether you want to Continue to study, learn something, or develop a few hobbies, or if you want to start a small company and do some business, you can have enough support. As for marriage, the Yuan family knows everything, and Uncle Yuan has a hearty personality. , easy to get along with, and you and Yuan Ke get along well, generally speaking, it is a good marriage. But the result of your own consideration is that you leave your family behind and go to a remote small town that is completely unfamiliar, just to be with a man Together, you can’t get married, and there is no guarantee. You should weigh it yourself, isn’t your so-called ‘choice’ too irrational?”

"But I love him." Song Xiaowu said in his heart.Knowing that saying this will only make Yao Jian believe that he is just overheated, he can only answer from the perspective of pros and cons: "Brother, I know, you and Dad have arranged for me very well, but I know What kind of person am I? I won’t have any academic achievements, and doing business is nothing more than someone else’s intentional release of water for the face of the family——I don’t want to be like this in my life. It’s a waste snack that relies on father and elder brother.”

"Birth is not a part of strength." Yao Jian saw Song Xiaowu's implication more clearly than he himself: he didn't want to be in the family's light, and wanted to be independent so that he could not listen to the family's arrangements. A bit stubborn and meaningless self-esteem, unwilling to fight for "things that should belong to Yao Jian".

After all, this kid has suffered from poverty, but he hasn't experienced hardship yet.

Probably because of revisiting the old place, Yao Jian had a rare understanding of this kind of harmful and unhelpful persistence, so he continued to persuade him calmly: "You don't have to go to Hengyang if you want to rely on yourself."

There are many objective reasons, but the most important one is: "Li Tianqi is there."

Yao Jian lowered his eyes, leaned back on the back of the chair, and then sighed, "Xiao Wu, love—if you firmly believe that the relationship between you and him is not an illusion inspired by rebellious psychology—it's just a part of life. A very small part, now you let it determine your future path, what if you regret it someday in the future?"

Hearing this, Song Xiaowu couldn't help laughing: "Brother, there are actually many factors that can affect the trajectory of life. Which subjects you learn better in school, whether you can pass the high school test, what university you study, and where you work all depend on it. It is still predictable, such as food allergies, whether you will ride a bicycle, fear of the dark and mice... No one will know when they will bring you or take away. Love, there is no where It’s not a little more qualified than these factors.”

What's more--he was holding the small wine glass in his hand, and the remaining wine that had not been completely drunk was rippling under the lamp--love is indeed only a small part of life, it is absolutely not necessary, but it has been tasted How can you be willing to give up what it can give? In the hardest and saddest days, there are expectations and fantasies.

As for whether it is worth it, the answer varies from person to person.

"Some factors are irresistible." Yao Jian was silent for a long time, but still told him: "The Yuan family has been preparing the dowry since the end of last year, and they should arrive in a few days."

He didn't look at the sudden change in Song Xiaowu's expression, and stood up: "You probably don't like the food here, so go home."