life after death

Chen Yilin found a job during the winter vacation as a salesman in a supermarket.

Su Junping didn't recognize him at first sight. He accompanied Yang Hong to the supermarket and went to the freezer section to buy dumplings. He saw a handsome boy in the steak place. He was wearing a red peaked cap, and the back of his head was long. It has an extraordinary temperament.

The little brother moved his hat, revealing the small brown mole behind his ear, and Su Junping suddenly remembered the familiarity.

"A Lin."

Because of the lessons learned from the past, he held back the greeting that he walked up to him this time.

"Are you working here?"

"Well, the supermarket recruited a lot of part-time workers during the Chinese New Year."

"how much is it?"

"100 yuan a day."

"A lot, very good." Su Junping looked at the squeaking steak on the pan, "Can I have some?"

Chen Yilin looked at his shining eyes and wanted to laugh: "Yes."

Supermarkets have regulations that the so-called tasting steaks are cut into the size of fingernails, with a toothpick stuck on top, no matter how full they are.This is a matter of course, but I don't know if Su Junping was hungry, he ate all the meat on the toothpick in one go, Chen Yilin cut some more, and he stuffed it into his mouth when it was cooked while chatting.

They talked nonsense all over the place, the relatives who asked about their grades all day long, the brats who made troubles everywhere, the increasingly ugly Spring Festival Gala, and finally the New Year's Eve dinner.

Su Junping was pouring bitter water on those public chopsticks that disappeared at the dining table, when he heard the radio shout: "Please, Su Junping, come to the manager's office on the second floor, mom is waiting for you."

Su Junping: "..."

He forgot about his mother.Is this fucking revenge? I deliberately made him sound like a three-and-a-half-year-old brat.

Su Junping turned to look at Chen Yilin, Chen Yilin smiled until his eyes narrowed, he glared at him angrily and said, "What's so funny!"

Chen Yilin quickly explained: "I was born like this."

Su Junping sneered, thinking, fart!

Hearing his noble and cold hum, Chen Yilin hurriedly patted his head and smoothed his hair before driving him to the manager's office.

As soon as Su Junping arrived at the manager's office, he saw Yang Hong playing with his mobile phone with Erlang's legs crossed. He leaned over and saw it was Tetris.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I chatted with my classmates and forgot the time."

Yang Hong was playing the game happily, without raising his eyelids, Su Junping secretly cried out, his mother was very angry today, and immediately softened her body and said: "My classmate is working there, and I will take care of his business, don't be angry , do you want me to carry your bag or shopping bag for you? It’s so heavy, it’s not good if it gets strangled in your hand.”

After hearing his lame flattery, Yang Hong finally looked away: "Why do you have the nerve to chat with your classmate for so long?"

Su Junping heard that Monk Erzhang was puzzled, so his mother continued calmly: "He has a job, but you are a vagrant."

Su Junping: "..."

His face froze and he immediately showed his face, he smiled and took Yang Hong's arm and said, "I'm not a child, Su Junping is only three and a half years old, and he still needs to drink grandma."

Yang Hong, who had a paper temper, couldn't hold back when he teased her like this, so she burst out laughing: "You really have a shameless face and no brains. Take your things and go to grandma's house for dinner tonight."

Su Junping immediately picked up the shopping bag graciously, and walked behind his mother step by step, flattering her from time to time.

Yang Hong scolded him for a while, then suddenly remembered something: "What classmate? Don't be the same gang as before, I really can't stand it, so break it up as soon as possible."

"No, no, no," Su Junping immediately swore to the sky, "It's my deskmate, the monitor of our class, and his grades are outrageous, and he taught me English."

Yang Hong had a good impression of this kind of child from other people's family for a long time, and he was even more happy when he heard that his son's grades improved: "When did you invite him to have a meal at home? You should thank him for this kind of thing. Listen His words are better than mine—by the way, is he a man or a woman?"

That straight look has a meaning that can't be said.

Su Junping quickly patted his chest and promised: "Man, trust me."

Yang Hong's smile deepened, but she didn't speak. Su Junping took a few steps forward and asked, "Mom, what are you laughing at?" She just bent the corner of her eyes, glanced at her and said, "It's nothing."

Su Junping took his few IQs as a guarantee that his mother must have misunderstood something, but unfortunately she didn't give him a chance to explain.They went home first with big bags and small bags, and picked up some things before taking them to grandma's house, so it was a bit late after coming and going.

It was agreed to have dinner at [-] o'clock, and it was nearly [-]:[-] when their mother and son arrived. Su Wen was stuck in traffic just after the meeting, and it was estimated that it would be after [-] o'clock.

Su Junping called them to ask them to eat first, but when he got home, he found that his grandparents and aunt were busy in the kitchen, and only his ten-year-old cousin was sitting at the table.

Yang Hong wore knee-length boots and took off her shoes slowly, complaining as she took them off: "I told you to eat first, why are you waiting for us?" Her father came out and said cheerfully: "It's okay, everyone is so early If you are full, eat later, eat more—don’t take off your shoes, don’t take them off, you’ll have to sweep them anyway, so don’t take them off.”

He stopped his daughter but didn't stop his grandson. Su Junping didn't even need to loosen the shoelaces, he put on the slippers with one kick, walked over to the dining table and sat down.

Su Junping didn't like that cousin with a small shaved body, he was a complete brat, especially after the brat broke his figure.

He felt very bored about this kind of family dinner, took out his mobile phone to play games for a while, and suddenly saw a fat hand stretched out, Su Junping trembled in fright, and quickly covered the mobile phone to his chest, and found that it was his cousin who grabbed the hand in front of him. He was relieved to eat salted chicken.

That little boy loves chicken skin very much, and after eating several pieces, Su Junping had to remind him: "When the chicken skin is finished, everyone will know that you stole it."

Fat Dun looked at Su Junping with his fingers in his mouth and said, "But I'm hungry."

Su Junping was also hungry, squeezed into the cramped kitchen where four people were crammed and said, "Tongtong is hungry, let him eat first."

His aunt said it was time for the little fat man to lose weight, and his grandfather looked at the clock and said that the child would be hungry easily, so let's eat first, so he went to get chopsticks.The kitchen is L-shaped, the end of the L is the sink, and the top is the cupboard. The four people went to get the bowls and chopsticks together, and it was crowded into chaos. Su Junping had to back out and watched them quarrel over the chopsticks at the door. .

His mother learned from his grandma, and she cooks well, so the first generation is particularly confident: "You guys don't know how to cook, what are you doing in the kitchen all day long? It looks very busy? Why don't you go and watch it when you have this spare time? Look at the flowers in the yard. It’s so cold this year. If I didn’t take care of them, I would have froze to death. There is also the door, why don’t you take care of your shoes, what does it look like? Jun Jun was at home when he was in elementary school, always helping Shoes, you are such grown-ups, why don't you understand things?"

Grandma has the highest combat power in the whole family, even Su Junping stands in front of her, he is submissive and dare not act presumptuously.

Hearing his glorious deeds when he was a child, he felt deeply ashamed, and before he was ashamed, he was stuffed with two pairs of chopsticks.His aunt put two bowls of rice on the table: "Eat it first."

Yang Hong naturally wanted to be polite: "His uncle hasn't come yet, let Xiaojun wait for him to come before eating."

"Who knows when he will come, wait for him to starve to death, you eat first, children don't need to worry so much."

His cousin got the tools but left them aside, still grabbing the salted chicken and eating it happily, and was beaten by his mother: "Eat less, others will eat it too!"

Su Junping was not interested in the cooked food he bought, but he ate a lot of steamed eggs and fried shrimp with celery. After his grandmother finished cooking the last soup, she looked at the clock - at 35:[-], Yang Hong said: "Don't worry about the two of them, Let's eat first, just leave two for them."

The old lady liked her daughter very much, she nodded after listening, and everyone sat down immediately as if they were granted amnesty, it seemed that they had been hungry for a long time.

Halfway through eating, Yang Zhonghong came.

Yang Zhonghong is six years younger than Yang Hong, and he is a veritable "Old Laibao". In addition, he is a boy, so he was very favored in the early years.When he was in the third grade of elementary school, his father would carry him to school, and he would lean on his father's back, eat a popsicle with peace of mind, and put it in an enamel basin to prevent it from dripping.

Years and years of pampering resulted in raising a thing that does nothing.His grades were not good, he didn't finish his technical secondary school, his mother quit the two jobs he found for him, and he had nothing to do at home for many years. Now Su Wen is inserted into the bureau as an airborne civil servant, so he has a job. work steadily.

As soon as he stepped in, Su Junping smelled a coquettish perfume.

Only after Yang Zhonghong deliberately reminded him did he realize that it was his newly bought men's perfume, which cost more than 500 for a small bottle - Su Junping estimated from his eyes that he had read thousands of bottles of Mom's perfume, the price should not exceed Liushen.

After bragging about his perfume, he began to lament his hard work again. Su Junping didn't even bother to breathe out of the sesame mung bean fart, but his grandparents took it seriously, and hurriedly picked up a piece of chicken for his son and said: "How much?" Eat something, young people work hard now and are under a lot of pressure, they are not as easy as we were back then."

Yang Zhonghong immediately climbed up the pole and said: "Yes, yes, it is better to retire, do nothing at home, and receive four to five thousand wages. For those like me who are exhausted at work, that's just a little bit." .”

His cousin Xiong pulled off the chicken skin and threw the white chicken to his father: "Dad works hard at work, eat more."

Yang Zhonghong accepted it with satisfaction, and only then did he pay attention to another minor in their family.

"Xiao Jun is now a sophomore in high school?"

"Well, the college entrance examination will be in the next year."

"The second year of high school is very important. I heard people say that the second year of high school is the foundation. If you don't study well in the second year of high school, you can't make up for it in the third year." He spat out a chicken bone and said, "How is Xiao Jun doing now?"

Everyone knew Su Junping's poor grades, but Yang Hong felt a little offended, and hurriedly said, "That's it, how can your Tongtong be good, I heard that Tongtong got full marks in Chinese and Mathematics."

With a perfect score in the third grade of elementary school, Su Junping took a sip of the hot soup, melting away the sarcastic words he was about to spit out.

The siblings chatted and ate, but they didn't eat slowly. When they finished eating and cleared away the dishes, the doorbell rang.

Yang Zhonghong patted Xiaopangdun's buttocks and said, "Uncle is here, open the door quickly, remember to say hello."

When the door was opened, it was indeed Su Wen. Su Wen was always amiable outside, and apologized repeatedly, saying that he was late for a meeting and a traffic jam.Everyone is busy saying that it doesn't matter, that's what busy people do. We have a lot of idle people here.

Grandpa and grandma left another meal for Su Wen, and he took it out and ate it hot.The rest sat at the dining table, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and chatted while nibbling.

Su Junping's mobile phone is unlocked with fingerprints, which is already a rotten thing, but his cousin does not have this advanced equipment, so he wants to borrow it for fun because his eyes are shining.

Su Junping was a little hesitant, but when he heard Yang Hong speak, he handed over the phone in fear, and the brat ran to the sofa to play.He saw that there was nothing wrong for a while, so he put down half his heart and grabbed a handful of melon seeds to crack.

Su Junping couldn't understand his father talking about work and politics with his uncle, and he couldn't understand his mother talking about fashion and skin care with his aunt.

He entered the "Great Depression of the National Economy" in one ear, and "various colors of mirror lip gloss" in the other ear. He almost wanted to slam his head on the table and die.

When women chat, they will naturally talk about the most important skin care.His aunt touched his face and said, "You take good care of it. Did you use 'La Mer'? You don't see any wrinkles. You don't look like me."

Yang Hong took a closer look at her face, there was a young tail on both cheeks, but soon the face would be eroded by freckles and become dull and slack.She looked at the deep wrinkles at the corners of the eyes of a woman ten years younger than her, and smiled, "How come, youth is the last word, and it's useless to take care of someone at my age."

Naturally, his aunt couldn't listen to this set of function words, so she must tell Yang Hong a specific method. Su Junping listened for a while with his ears upright, and suddenly there was a sentence that touched his heart.

"I know what my mother uses."

The words came so suddenly that even Su Wen looked up at him.

"What is it?"

"Wash your face with salt water," he said, pointing to the salt water chicken in his dad's bowl, "the skin is tight after soaking in salt water."