inexhaustible

It is very difficult for people of my parents' age to change their minds and ways of speaking.I could argue with them too, but in the end it just turned into a tiring quarrel that didn't make any sense.

So I fell silent and stopped talking.

My father seemed to want to say something, but my aunt pulled me into the kitchen first.

"I'll talk about this later. Go see your mother first. She has been busy all afternoon and knows that you will come back and cook a lot of dishes."

On the dining table, as my aunt said, there are a lot of cooked dishes, steamed, fried and stewed, which look quite rich.

The kitchen was full of cooking fumes, and the range hood was still suffocating when turned on to the maximum. My mother was wearing an apron, and was pouring a basket of washed green leafy vegetables into the frying pan.When the water comes into contact with the oil, it will explode violently, making the kitchen noisier.

"Manjuan, look who's here!" the aunt shouted.

Mother heard the sound and turned her head to look. When she saw it was me, she turned down the fire on the stove, wiped her palm on the apron twice, and looked me up and down carefully.

"Mom." I stood straight in front of her and let her look at me.

Her eyes were mainly on my legs, and a few times she seemed to want to touch the black exoskeleton, raising her hand, and then lowering it halfway.

"There must be... I haven't seen you standing up for twelve or three years."

"Well, almost 13 years ago."

She pointed to the crutch in my right hand and asked, "Do you want to keep leaning on this?"

"No, this crutch is mainly for me to get used to standing up faster. In a dozen or 20 days, I will be able to get off the crutch completely." I lowered my head and tightened the grip, saying.

She nodded, said "Oh", turned around and turned up the fire, and continued cooking.

"There are still two more dishes to finish. You should prepare the bowls and chopsticks first, and the meal can be served when Luo Yu comes."

My aunt took out a chopstick from the chopstick rest and handed it to me: "I just took out the bowl and spoon, you go and put them on first."

As soon as I left the kitchen, my aunt closed the sliding glass door, and I could only faintly hear a voice slipping out of the gap.

"Children have their own blessings, I want to open it now..."

Father is holding his big tea mug, sitting on a rocking chair on the balcony, watching news on his mobile phone.Noisy cartoons were playing on the TV, but Bei Yan was already in the mood to watch them, all his attention was on Egg Yolk, he hugged and kissed Egg Yolk, and even whispered a few whispers from time to time.

This is obviously a very normal family, I don't know what the problem is that makes it so difficult to talk to each other.

I once told Shang Muxiao that resentment is okay, and it’s okay not to reconcile. This sentence may also apply to myself now.There are many things that are destined to become regrets, too much entanglement, and it will become a problem in the heart after a long time. It is better to be more open-minded, just do what you want, and the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge.

After setting the table and chopsticks, my aunt came out of the kitchen with the dishes.

"Luo Yu is temporarily working overtime at the company today. He said he can leave at [-] o'clock. It will probably be here soon." She glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "Brother, Xiaoyan, come and sit down first, and wait while you eat."

The father stood up holding the tea mug, passed by the TV, saw Bei Yan still teasing the dog, and scolded, "I didn't hear your aunt talking, why don't you go wash your hands and eat? You are 11 years old, can you understand?" thing."

Bei Yan's face collapsed, and he quickly put the dog aside, jumped off the sofa and ran into the bathroom quickly.

Staring at the closed bathroom door, I lost my appetite before even touching the food.

"Brother, Xiaoyan is growing up too. Don't keep scolding him in front of everyone, it will hurt his self-esteem." Aunt couldn't stand it anymore, and spoke up for Beiyan.

Father muttered: "They are all from our own family, and there are no outsiders."

My aunt shook her head and poured drinks for everyone. After a while, my mother came out with a big pot of chicken soup in her hand.

"Drink the soup first, it won't taste good when it's cold." Carefully placed the chicken soup in the center, and then she took off her apron and threw it aside.

When I stay with my parents, whether it’s eating or doing something else, there is always a string in my heart that is stretched to the extreme, so that I have to think twice about every word and action, for fear that the string will break at some point. up.

Bei Yan came out of the bathroom and sat directly beside me.

"Why did you wash your clothes and get them wet?" Mother frowned and stared at the water stains on his sleeves.

Just as Bei Yan picked up the spoon and put it down again, he muttered, "I accidentally got wet."

My mother can't stand sloppy since she was a child, and tidy clothes are a person's upbringing for her.Wearing dirty clothes, no matter how educated she is, she is still an uneducated existence in her eyes.

"Just roll it up. It's hot now, so it will dry in a while." As I said that, I rolled up the sleeves for Bei Yan, and rolled up the water stains on the cuffs so that they would not be exposed.

"Thank you brother." Bei Yan smiled brightly at me.

Maybe she also worried that today was Beiyan's birthday, although the mother still had a disgusted expression on her face, she didn't open her mouth to criticize her youngest son.

My aunt told anecdotes about the neighbors on the table, and chatted happily with my parents.Bei Yan and I couldn't get in the way, we just concentrated on drinking the soup.

"Have you received my present?" I asked in a low voice.

Bei Yan raised his head when he heard the words, his mouth was full of chicken.

"Received, thank you brother!" He said inarticulately, "I haven't opened it yet, will you fight with me after dinner?"

Every year on his birthday, I would give him a set of Lego blocks. Last year it was the lunar space station, and the year before last was the Statue of Liberty. This year I wanted to buy a fire station, but Shang Muxiao insisted that I buy a motorcycle, saying that motorcycles are for every boy. ultimate dream.I had no choice but to take a photo of the bright red Ducati. Fortunately, I didn't dislike Bei Yan's appearance.

"Okay, I can be your assistant."

Bei Yan became more and more happy, his eyes were closed when he smiled, and his face became rounder.

The soup was almost finished when the doorbell rang.

"It should be Luo Yu..." Aunt made a gesture to get up.

"You sit, I'll drive." I stopped her, got up first and walked towards the door.

As soon as the door was opened, Shen Luoyu sneaked in to probe in.

"What are you looking at?" I asked.

"I saw a car downstairs that was exactly the same as the one you just bought. I thought you brought your partner with you, and I thought you were too young." She said while taking off her shoes.

The exact same car?

"That car didn't have a license plate?"

The new car will have to wait until next week, so Shang Muxiao's car still has a temporary license plate.

"No, it's new, otherwise I wouldn't admit my mistake." Shen Luoyu said.

In an instant, I had a strange intuition, which prompted me to walk outside regardless of Shen Luoyu's surprise.

"You...where are you going?"

Without turning my head, I said, "I'll go down for a while, and I'll be right back."

Of course there is a possibility that the exact same model will appear downstairs in this world, but if you add the new car without a license plate, the possibility of Shang Muxiao not leaving at all increases a lot, and the latter "possibility" is very worthwhile. Lou to find out.

As soon as I got out of the gate, I saw the black SUV from a distance, and I recognized it as Shang Muxiao at a glance. That’s right, the annual inspection mark on the windshield was pasted by me, and the angle and degree of skew were exactly the same.

I approached slowly, and through the front windshield, I saw Shang Muxiao playing with his mobile phone in the car, but he didn't notice my arrival.

His knuckles tapped lightly on the car window, and he was taken aback. He looked over with a French fries in his mouth, and looked at me through the gray-blue glass film.

The car window was lowered a little bit, he ate the French fries, coughed lightly, and explained: "Well... I also wait at home, and I also wait here. It's more convenient to wait here, and I don't have to run back and forth."

Glancing at the passenger seat, there was a McDonald's paper bag on it, with a takeaway order posted on the outside of the bag.

I ate a big meal upstairs with my family, and he ordered fast food downstairs and waited for me alone in the car for hours.No matter how you look at it, it's a bit sad.

"Get out of the car." I opened the door.

He didn't quite understand what I was going to do, and his expression was puzzled, but he got out of the car obediently.

I rubbed his head in satisfaction, pointed at the gate of my building with my crutches, and said, "Go, I'll take you home for dinner."