Kneeling in front of my wife’s tombstone and crying bitterly, I was reborn

In the evening, Wang Jianlin and Zhao Hanyu arrived as scheduled.

Zhao Hanyu's face was clean and he was well-dressed, but he looked haggard at a glance. His eyes were sunken with dark circles, and his eyes that used to be bright were somewhat gloomy.

Shen Qiansan cooked hot pot in the field.

The charcoal burned red in the charcoal stove, and the hot soup base in the copper pot exuded the aroma of butter.

On the table, there are sliced ​​mutton, beef, tofu, bean sprouts, vegetables and fried peanuts.

And wine!

The faint light on the top of the door was emitted by the 15-watt light bulb that Shen Qiansan pulled out of the wires from the main room and hung up temporarily. Matching the starlight in the sky and the pouring moonlight, the three of them sat around the table.

Shen Qiansan picked up the wine glass and said to Zhao Hanyu: "Hanyu, your uncle's career is because of my talkativeness. I'll make it up to you with this glass of wine!"

Zhao Hanyu said quickly: "Third brother, this has nothing to do with you. On the contrary, I want to thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known that Zhao Hanxing was so bold and daring to make loan sharks."

"My uncle died unexpectedly entirely because of Zhao Hanxing."

Shen Qiansan glanced at Zhao Hanyu.

The reason why he said this was to express his apology to Zhao Hanyu very formally and sincerely, and also to enlighten Zhao Hanyu. Said: "You know in your heart that you should be more open-minded and don't think that everything is your responsibility."

"Third brother!" Zhao Hanyu raised his glass and clinked it with Shen Qiansan's, "I know!"

The two drank the glass of wine together.

After putting down the wine glass, Zhao Hanyu's mood improved a lot.

Wang Jianlin couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw it. He was still worried about Zhao Hanyu's condition.

I have tried to persuade him several times, but Zhao Hanyu always agreed verbally, but his mood did not change.

Now that Shen Qiansan had said it, Zhao Hanyu finally changed his mind. Wang Jianlin sighed in his heart, it must be the third brother.

He quickly greeted and said: "Hanyu, look at this hot pot made by the third brother. It smells delicious. Try it quickly. I can't wait."

This way of eating hot pot is not yet popular in Qingwa City, or even almost non-existent.

However, Wang Jianlin and Zhao Hanyu both traveled to Sichuan and Sichuan and ate it while they were there.

Zhao Hanyu said: "Yes, the hot pot made by the third brother smells delicious. I have to try it quickly."

While talking about picking up a piece of mutton and putting it in the hot pot to be blanched, Wang Jianlin, not to be outdone, hurriedly picked up a piece and blanched it.

After a few seconds, the mutton is scalded until it changes color, then put into a dipping bowl, wrapped in dipping sauce, and put into your mouth.

"Third brother, the dipping sauce you prepared is so delicious!"

Zhao Hanyu had the hot-boiled mutton wrapped in his mouth, which seemed to be very hot. He rolled his tongue and spoke vaguely, with an expression of excitement on his face.

Wang Jianlin took a bite and was full of praise.

The two people spoke loudly. Luo Rong and Chen Shuting in the room heard it and couldn't help but look at each other and smile.

If they hadn't already eaten the hot pot made by Shen Qiansan in the afternoon and were so full, the aroma emanating from them would have made both of them want to take another bite.

Is it any wonder that the hotpot is so delicious that Zhao Hanyu and Wang Jianlin rave about it?

Immediately, the two of them ignored the outside and went about their daily routine.

Luo Rong said: "Tingting, you asked Shubao to sell disposable lighters this afternoon. I think he is willing, but he is a little embarrassed to tell Qian San."

Chen Shuting said: "He just wants to save face and suffer. Not to mention that working as a porter at the supply station is hard and tiring. The key is that there is no future. If you do well in sales, you can be the boss in the future!"

Luo Rong said: "Yes, even I think that disposable lighter will be easy to sell, but I really don't know what that brat thinks?"

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On the other side, Chen Wentao and Chen Shubao returned home, and Chen Wentao was also talking about his son.

"Shu Bao, why don't you agree to what your sister told you?"

"As someone of my age, I can see that the market for disposable lighters is very large. Ready-made resources are given to you to sell them. What a great thing!"

Chen Shubao certainly wanted to go.

Even if Chen Shuting didn't say anything, he still wanted to go.

He had this idea as early as the moment Shen Qiansan gave him a disposable lighter.

But when things really came to a head, he thought that if he went to sell disposable lighters, he would have to leave the freight station, and he would no longer be able to stay with Zhou Xiaozhou. He wouldn't be able to see her every day, so he couldn't bear it. Leave the freight terminal.

Even Zhou Xiaozhou still treated him as usual, just like he treated all other porters, without any distinction.

However, as long as he could see her every day and know that she was doing well, he would feel at ease and happy.

He already knew how uncomfortable he would be if he couldn't see her.

Because every day after get off work, he endured the loss and depression alone when he saw her figure.

But, that was only one night, and with every minute that passed, he knew that it was one minute closer to seeing her again tomorrow morning.

But it was different after leaving the freight station to sell disposable lighters.

Shen Qiansan made it very clear that selling disposable lighters requires traveling to various cities across the country. The time of departure is uncertain and the date of return is unpredictable.

Chen Shubao was afraid that he couldn't bear the pain of missing Zhou Xiaozhou after not seeing each other for so long, which made him unable to make up his mind.

So when Chen Shuting proposed it, he was only vague, neither refusing nor agreeing.

At this time, his father talked about it again. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "Dad, I have never been in sales and I have no idea how to do it. Please let me think about it."

"Well, I don't want to be embarrassed in front of Shen Qiansan!"

Hearing what he said, Chen Wentao didn't know what to say.

He knew that his son had a strong self-esteem and always wanted to do better than others.

Seeing that his father stopped talking, Chen Shubao finally breathed a sigh of relief. Zhou Xiaozhou's appearance appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but wonder, how would she react if he told her tomorrow that he was leaving and would no longer work at the freight station?

promise?

Or to retain?

Or is it neither salty nor bland?

Will she be reluctant to let go?

If she persuades her to stay, will she stay?

Chen Shubao's mind was filled with Zhou Xiaozhou's different reactions after he said the words of leaving. He seemed to be rehearsing tomorrow's scene, and he seemed to be looking forward to something?

A night like this is destined to be sleepless...

I don't know how long it took, or what time it was at night, before he fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up the next morning, I found that the pillow cover was wet.

After washing and tidying up, Chen Shubao went out to work. All the way on the bus, his mind was still thinking about the scene he had woven countless times last night.