Street office where the wind lives

This year's summer is coming fiercely, and the sun in early July is like a stove, scorching people's hearts.

Tang Lao Er pushes three wheels at the front, and Tang Xiaoyu sits at the back to collect vegetables. When encountering an uphill, the two of them push down together. It usually takes 10 minutes to walk, but today it cuts the time by half.

Tang Xiaoyu: "Dad, you always say that my eyes look like my mother, what does my mother look like?"

Tang Laoer had a gray towel hanging around his neck, with the sign of the Golden Hotel printed on one corner. He had only one chance to stay in a hotel in his life, and he took everything that was in the room, a small white square towel After washing and using, after washing, it is as wrinkled as dried plums, and I am reluctant to throw it away.

He wiped his face, hung the towel back around his neck, and showed his big white teeth on his shiny black face:

"Your mother, she looks good. When I saw her for the first time, she had a high ponytail, but she was energetic, her eyes were not big, but she was very energetic, and she blinked as if she could talk. At that time, I thought , if such a beautiful girl can marry back home as a daughter-in-law, she will wake up from her dreams."

Tang Lao Er often praised Tang Xiaoyu's mother about whether there was heaven and earth, even if she stood here in person, she might not be able to tell that she was talking about herself.

"You just blow it!" Tang Xiaoyu was deeply suspicious of her father's straight male aesthetics,

"If my mother is so good-looking, can she still give birth to a girl like me? The genes of our old Tang family are too strong."

Tang Laoer was anxious: "Tsk! Don't talk nonsense, you and your mother look better in Dad's heart than this Bing Bing and Bing Bing."

Tang Xiaoyu couldn't help laughing: "She is the queen of the movie, why is this Bingbing and that Bingbing, old hat!"

Tang Laoer spat: "They all look alike, how can I tell who is who?"

Tang Xiaoyu laughed and broke open a handful of choy sum, which was completely emptied by moths, and it was densely packed, which made people feel blocked.

She suddenly threw it out by mistake and shouted, "Dad!!"

Tang's second child paused when he was pedaling: "What's the matter, Xiao Yu?"

Tang Xiaoyu turned her back to Tang Lao Er, tightly twisting the corners of her clothes with both hands:

"...If, I mean if! Dad, if I can't recover in the future! The rest of my life will be so ugly... No one wants to marry me, so I will depend on you for the rest of my life...Do you dislike it?"

"Xiao Yu." Tang Lao Er was taken aback for a moment, then sighed, "How can a parent dislike their child?"

He didn't stop pedaling, but his speed slowed down significantly.

"Actually, you used to secretly talk to the mirror. Dad knew that looking into your own eyes is equivalent to seeing your mother, isn't it? It's a pity that Dad didn't even take a picture with her when we were dating. But, I should have left you a thought if I knew it earlier, it's all my father's fault."

Tang Xiaoyu: "But I am like this now, I don't look like my mother at all."

"It looks like they are all my own daughters!"

Tang Laoer hunched his back and bent even harder. He looked like a big shrimp from the side.

"When you were just in primary school, you asked Dad whether you were ugly or not. I thought it was a child's nonsense and didn't take it to heart. In fact, some classmates in the class bullied you and said something about you, right? "

"Dad didn't even take good care of your mother, let alone you. You grow up and know that you are beautiful. Dad can understand what you want to change. Dad just loves you and suffers.

Once when you were young, I was too tired after eating, so I fell asleep and forgot to get up to cook for you the next day. At that time, you were not as high as the stove, and you climbed up and down with a small bench by yourself. You fell down without telling me. Later, the kindergarten teacher called me and said that you were limping when you were doing exercises between classes. When you opened your trouser legs, you saw bruises on both knees. Your teacher almost suspected me of child abuse!If he wanted to sue me at the office, it was still Wei who came forward and explained the matter clearly. "

"Since then, Dad has vowed not to let you suffer any more harm, but you always keep things in your heart, and you don't say anything when you are wronged. I, I really am It's uncomfortable, and I can't hurt you for you, Xiao Yu, what do you want Dad to do..."

Tang Xiaoyu: "Then I am like this, isn't it embarrassing? At that time, people will say that the daughters of the old Tang family are completely different, and whoever marries is unlucky."

When the tricycle turned a corner, there was a big drift,

"Damn! That's my dad's angry words. Don't worry about it. My daughter is so good. How many people are rushing to marry her. I'm still reluctant to marry. I don't want to marry someone. Dad will support you! The neighbors in the neighborhood are very good at taking care of our business. No one talks nonsense."

"If you don't get married and stay at home with dad, it's too late for dad to be happy. When you meet someone you really like, dad will give you two red envelopes!"

Tang Xiaoyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Don't worry about it, there's no woman's family who will give red envelopes first."

Tang Laoer didn't take it seriously: "Then what's the matter? As long as I treat you well, I'm willing to let Dad take out his money and give it to you as a dowry!"

Tang Xiaoyu made a face behind his back: "Isn't your hometown just a vegetable stall, and you are so arrogant, what's the matter, brother, there is a mine at home?"

Tang Laoer clicked his tongue, "Go, go, where did you learn this trick? It's not big or small. Just now, you said you'd rely on me, but now you turn your back on you and hate Dad?"

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it." Tang Xiaoyu straightened up and rubbed his shoulders.

The tricycle encountered a downhill road, Tang Lao Er simply let go of his hands, came to a big spreader, just sweated, and was blown by the wind, cool and shaded, dissipating a little of the summer heat, and blowing away the cover on his heart the dark cloud.

Life is the same, after the downhill road is over, won't the days to come be prosperous?

……

Luan Zhou: "According to what you're saying, Tang Xiaoyu hasn't even seen her mother's face?"

Wei Nanfeng put the last Sixi meatball on Luan Zhou's plate, and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

"Yeah, so her eyes collapsed after the surgery, and she couldn't find a trace of her mother anymore. She didn't remember it at all. In a few years, the word mother will be in her heart, and it will probably be an appellation."

When Luan Zhou thought of his Ms. Sang Ting who had to call for a long time to change the nail polish of a new color, his heart twitched. If a person had never called mom since he was born, life must be much cleaner, but this kind of purity, he If you don't want it, Tang Xiaoyu definitely doesn't want it either.

Luan Zhou poured the last sip of Harbin beer from the bottom of the cup into his mouth, and ended the lunch contentedly.

"But I still can't figure it out. How can a living person live in this world for 30 to [-] years without even leaving a photo? There should be some passport photos or something."

Luan Zhou almost wondered if he had stumbled into the filming scene of some large-scale family-hunting program. Now there might be more than a dozen pinhole cameras hidden under the table.

Seeing his unbelievable expression, Wei Nanfeng showed a Bai Zhantang-style embarrassed yet polite smile, Luan Zhou understood, that meant: Unexpected, really not!

Wei Nanfeng: "The old urban area only started to check the household registration after the renovation of the shantytowns in 09. It turned out that eight out of ten migrant workers were illegal households. Uncle Tang and his wife were the first batch to enter the city. The couple You can do everything together, and an ID card at home is enough.”

Luan Zhou: "...Okay, why don't you ask your dad? Isn't he the director of the previous office? Does he still have some old files of community residents?"

Wei Nanfeng crossed his fingers and propped his chin, and murmured, "My dad..."

Suddenly the light bulb on the top of the head lights up, the pupils gather for a moment,

"This seems to be true! Comrade, it's not bad, you have a very bright mind!"

As he spoke, he snorted a handful of Luan Zhou's hair, raised his hand and shouted at the counter: "Boss, check out."

Goosebumps all over Luan Zhou's body trembled, the three things he couldn't bear the most in his life: touching his hair, sitting on his bed, and stepping on his shoes.

Wei Nanfeng managed to step on one-third of his minefields when they met him for the first time, and he was not killed, probably because he is handsome and can do whatever he wants.

Luan Zhou found that in the short day since he came here, he kept breaking through the lower limit. If this continues, the image of the cold male god is about to collapse, so he couldn't help pinching his palm:

Luan Zhou, wake up!No matter how handsome this little director Wei is, he is also a poor guy with two sleeves. Believe in yourself, your temperament is more suitable for a sugar daddy!

After finishing a series of mental construction, Wei Nanfeng had already waved to him at the door, and the afternoon sun had coated him with a layer of fluffy gold.

Luan Zhou: Fuck it, but he's so handsome...

Wei Nanfeng had the physique to go up to the fifth floor without panting after eating the new cover.Luan Zhou couldn't take it anymore. He passed the 800-meter physical test in the senior high school entrance examination.

Luan Zhou leaned on the door frame and walked into the office. Wei Nanfeng was already looking for it. His desk was covered with glass, and the interlayer between the glass and the desktop was filled with photos from various eras.

Wei Nanfeng, a man with long hands and long feet, flung most of his body on the table, his movements were too large, half of his shirt hem was torn out of his trousers, and a few abdominal muscles were half-hidden and exposed.

Luan Zhou was happily counting his abs when Wei Nanfeng stood up straight and pointed at him the photo in his hand.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Luan Zhou always felt that Director Xiao Wei's face was begging for praise, like a big golden retriever wagging its tail, holding a freshly picked up ball in its mouth.

The photo is black and white, the edges and corners are a little yellowed. It is a picture of a newlywed couple toasting a man. The bride is not really beautiful, but women who are immersed in happiness are the most beautiful.

Wei Nanfeng pointed to the man on the screen who drank the wine in one gulp:

"This is my dad. He just bought a point-and-shoot camera that year, and he took it with him wherever he went. After the film was finished, the bottom of the box was dusted. But fortunately, there is still such a photo."

Luan Zhou nodded, feeling a warmth and sourness in his heart that he didn't know how to describe. He was about to say something when he raised his head and met Wei Nanfeng's eyes.

I didn't feel awkward looking at the photo with my head against my head just now, but now when I speak, I can feel the heat exhaled by the other party. Luan Zhou subconsciously took a step back and returned the photo to him:

"Then... it's not too late, send it to Xiao Yu quickly, she must be very happy to see it."

Wei Nanfeng didn't move, and gestured with his thumb in the direction of the door:

"Little comrade, do you want to go together?"

Luan Zhou still had lingering fears about the Wuyi Road run just now, and waved his hands with a smile on his face: "I just..."

"Director Xiao Wei—Xiao Luan—are you inside—"

While talking, there was a sudden scraping sound outside the door, like some heavy object rubbing against the concrete floor, Wei Nanfeng and Luan Zhou exchanged glances, both of them were full of question marks:

"Go, go out and see!"