Lookout Men and Widows

The night lights of the city are brightly lit, the traffic on the road is endless, the neon lights are flashing, and the nightlife has just begun.

You Ming rolled down the car window by a small crack, he can still see Jiang Yu'an now, the dew can last for three hours at a time, Jiang Yu'an remains motionless, as a cloud of black mist, his performance is extremely stable.

"Will you have an entity in the future?" You Ming asked without looking sideways, "How will you tell your parents when the time comes?"

The black mist plays the voice of the mobile phone.

The mechanical male voice sounded: "There will be a way."

You Ming: "How long will it take?"

"soon."

You Ming felt like he was chatting with Siri.

You Ming wanted to ask about the cause of Jiang Yu'an's death, but then he felt that their relationship seemed not to be that close. Jiang's parents kept secrets about it, and there might be some secret about Jiang Yu'an's death.

When we arrived at the door of You's house, more than half of the dew time had passed, so let's save a small bottle of dew.

After all, there is not much difference between seeing the black mist and not being able to see it.

You Ming went home and changed his shoes, and his aunt asked You Ming to drink a cup of hot milk before going to sleep.

"Aunt Zheng, where are my parents?" You Ming asked while holding a milk cup.

Aunt: "Sir and wife have gone to the hospital to see your uncle and aunt."

You Ming showed no expression.

The aunt sighed: "I have never seen a relative like your aunt."

Aunt Zheng has stayed in You's house for more than 20 years, and she also watched You Ming grow up. Although it is an employment relationship, he is actually no different from his family.

You Ming turned the milk cup.

Auntie: "Don't even think about these things, leave them to your parents, no matter how bad they are, they have to be reasonable."

"Even if it goes to court, the husband and wife have no obligation to take care of it."

You Ming sighed: "My father is soft-hearted."

Aunt: "My wife is not soft-hearted."

"Stop thinking about it, go to bed early." Auntie lowered her head, ready to tidy up the living room.

You Ming looked at Auntie, and suddenly found that there was a cloud of red mist on top of Auntie's head, which was not dark in color. He remembered what "Jiang Huai" said. Red mist means bloody disaster, but if it is only on the top of the head, it is not life-threatening. The darker the color worse.

"Aunt Zheng, haven't you encountered anything recently?" You Ming asked.

The aunt smiled: "What can I do? It's fine."

You Ming looked into her eyes: "Really?"

Aunt Zheng smiled a bit reluctantly: "What else can I do? It's an old problem."

You Ming: "Your son asked you for money again?"

Aunt Zheng: "What can I do? I gave birth, and I am in debt."

When Aunt Zheng came to You Ming’s house, she had just given birth to a child for a year, her husband was laid off, her parents-in-law were both farmers, and the family didn’t have a few acres of land, so she came to work as a nanny. Since she became a nanny, her husband has not After working, the family lives on her salary.

She didn't have a degree, so she didn't dare to leave You's house, and the livelihood of the family was on her shoulders alone. If there was no other way, who would leave their children behind and work as a nanny in someone else's house for more than [-] years?

The son didn't kiss her when he grew up, just like his father, he only knew to ask her for money.

"Has he come to the provincial capital recently?" You Ming asked.

Aunt Zheng was surprised: "How do you know? I didn't tell anyone, I didn't tell Mr. and Mrs. "

You Ming: "How much does he want from you again this time?"

Aunt Zheng: "He said he wanted to stay in the provincial capital for development, and he has been talking with his girlfriend for five years, and asked me to buy him a suite."

Aunt Zheng sighed.

Her salary is sent back to her hometown every month, and she only keeps a little bit, because You’s family provides food and housing, and she has nothing to spend except occasionally buying a few clothes, but she doesn’t save any money.

Because of the long-term separation between the two places, her husband had a woman outside, and she endured it when she found out. She is a traditional woman, and she must maintain a complete family for the sake of her children, and she will return to her hometown sooner or later. Married women will be judged by others.

Her husband didn't dare to divorce her either, because after all, the family depended on her to earn money.

Their marriage can be summed up in four words: live together.

You Ming didn't know how to comfort him, so he said, "He is an adult and has graduated from college, so he won't starve to death."

Aunt Zheng: "I know, but...he is my son."

Parents, especially mothers, with very few exceptions, love their children deeply, and Mother You is the same, even if she is reluctant to eat and wear, as long as she spends money for her children, she will not blink her eyes.

Aunt Zheng smiled at You Ming: "Don't talk about it, it's not a big deal, you go back to sleep, what do you want to eat tomorrow morning?"

You Ming: "White porridge is fine with side dishes."

Aunt Zheng looked at You Ming lovingly: "Okay."

You Ming returned to the room and asked Jiang Yu'an after closing the doors and windows: "Aunt Zheng, is there any way to avoid this bloody disaster?"

Mechanical male voice: "Yes."

You Ming's gaze became sharp.

If the established fate can be changed, does that mean that if his parents have any problems in the future, they can also avoid them?

You Ming asked: "What way? Is there anything I can do?"

Jiang Yu'an: "Break money, send disaster."

You Ming: "I know the first one, how about sending a disaster?"

Jiang Yu'an: "The red envelope is on the side of the road."

You Ming: "...It's very similar to a horror movie."

"No." You Ming denied it.

Although he only cares about the people around him, he still has a moral bottom line in how he behaves.

You Ming: "Let's go bankrupt."

But this loss of money can only break Aunt Zheng's own wealth, even if You Ming gives her money.

You Ming checked the list of orphanages and welfare homes for a while. Large orphanages and welfare homes all have donations from caring people in the society, while some small ones can only rely on state assistance. There are not many donations or social resources.

He made a list, selected two, and prepared to show Aunt Zheng the next day.

"I'm asleep." You Ming was lying on the bed, the dew's time had passed, he couldn't see Jiang Yu'an's black mist, he could only see a mobile phone hanging in the air, his eyes could hardly be opened, and he was in a daze Say, "Good night, see you tomorrow."

You Ming closed his eyes.

After he was sound asleep, the quilt was lifted by a corner.

Black Mist consciously lay down beside You Ming.

The newlyweds just want to sleep in the same bed.

In the early morning of the next day, before Father You and the others came back, You Ming was woken up by his aunt, and went to the restaurant for dinner after washing up.

"Look at this." You Ming handed the list to Aunt Zheng, "This is what I liked last night, you can donate."

Aunt Zheng was mopping the floor, she was a little dazed.

You Ming: "I see that you have been in a bad mood for the past few days. I heard that you can change your fortune if you lose money."

Aunt Zheng understood what You Ming meant, and said awkwardly, "I don't have much money..."

"Xiao Ming, I didn't mean that. You paid me quite a lot, but I myself..."

You Ming: "A few yuan, dozens of yuan, hundreds or even thousands will do."

Aunt Zheng: "Then I...donate two hundred?"

You Ming nodded: "There is a donation channel on the Internet, you transfer the money to me, and I will donate."

Of course, Auntie Zheng would not doubt that You Ming would ask her for 200 yuan. She knew how much Mama You loved You Ming. Buy hundreds or thousands.

Although You Ming is in poor health, he grew up in a honeypot, and his parents loved and cared for him meticulously.

The more she thinks about this, the more Aunt Zheng will feel guilty.

She never took her son with her, never cared for her son much, all she could send home was money.

After You Ming donated [-] for Aunt Zheng, he also donated [-].

His pocket money is always saved, and Mama You has never collected it, and there is also a deposit over the years.

But after all, he didn't earn it by himself, and You Ming never spent money lavishly.

To be precise, he didn't spend any money.

After Aunt Zheng finished washing the dishes, she received a call from her son.

"I'm at the gate of the community where you work." The son's voice was rough and fierce.

Aunt Zheng's hand was shaking while holding the phone.

"Come out, let's talk about buying a house."

Aunt Zheng covered the phone with her hand, afraid that You Ming would hear it, she whispered: "Mom told you, and Mom's side also..."

Son: "Come out, if you don't come out, I won't leave. Dad doesn't care about me, and you don't care about me. Are you trying to force me to death? Others have been with their parents since they were young. I have had a father and no mother since I was a child."

Aunt Zheng: "I'll come out, I'll come out."

After all, it was working hours, and Aunt Zheng wanted to greet You Ming first, but You Ming just said, "Just tell him at the gate of the community. If there is anything to do, the guard will be there, or I will accompany you out."

Aunt Zheng quickly refused: "It's okay, it's okay, he is my own son, there is no way he will hit me."

She took her bank card, and there were tens of thousands of yuan in it. She was going to give all the money to her son, and let him give her some more time. After all, the down payment for a house of more than 60 square meters now requires more than 30 yuan. I can't take it out now.

Aunt Zheng’s son is Zhou Jun. He was impatient waiting at the gate of the community. When he saw his mother come out, the first thing he said was: “How much money have you saved? Give it to me. When I get married, you’ll be fine too.” Hug your grandson early."

Aunt Zheng handed him the bank card.

Zhou Jun had a slight smile on his face: "How many are there? Mom, I knew you were amazing. After all, you have been working as a nanny for a rich family for so many years. They will definitely give you a raise."

Aunt Zheng said awkwardly: "It's only [-] inside."

Zhou Jun's face darkened: "That's all? Where's your money?"

Aunt Zheng shrank her neck: "I used to send money to my family, and I kept [-] a month for myself, and gave the rest to my family."

Zhou Jun: "You work as a nanny in someone else's house, and they provide food and housing. It's 20 a month for so many years. Counting 24 years, you should have a deposit of [-]. Don't you want to give me money?"

Aunt Zheng: "No, no, you were sick before, and your family changed houses. I will pay you again..."

Zhou Jun: "You just don't want to give it to me, do you? I knew it. You are living in a big city, how do you still remember your husband and son in your hometown? My dad is right, you are too selfish!"

Aunt Zheng went to hold her son's hand: "Xiaojun, mom is not, mom is saving money, give mom some time."

Zhou Jun stretched out his hand, ready to push Aunt Zheng away, but he didn't measure his strength. If he really pushed, Aunt Zheng would definitely be pushed to the ground, and there were steps behind him.

but--

Zhou Jun's center of gravity was unstable. Just as he stretched out his hand, he exerted too much force and fell face down.

He hit his forehead on the steps, smashing his head and bleeding.

The author has something to say: Xiao Ming is upgrading.