Street office where the wind lives

Just as Luan Zhou put down his cell phone, he was about to wash his face and wake up, when the phone rang, he thought it was Wei Nanfeng.I didn’t even look at it, I just picked it up and said in a bad mood:

"Why are you still lingering? You go ahead and let me go. I will think about it carefully. Now I feel embarrassed when I see you. It's really not suitable to talk about work."

The opposite side was blank for a moment for no reason, and then burst out a series of crackling cannons:

"You're good enough, how can you talk to your mother? It's early in the morning, you're eating gunpowder! Still working? Have you ever worked? You'll be paralyzed in the house during the holidays, eating your mother's shit and drinking your mother's shit, I am I have been taken advantage of! I married a heartless husband and gave birth to a white-eyed wolf son. I really don’t want people to live this life!”

Luan Zhou blushed: "...Mom? I thought that..."

"What's the matter? Other than your mother, who cares about your life and death? I'm not happy to say a few words about you. I took time out of my busy schedule to deal with you. Oh no, I care about you, and you treat me like this? Let me tell you, If you really hang up on my phone today, it means that you starve to death on the street and no one cares about you. If you don’t manage your family, you don’t know the price of firewood, rice, oil and salt, and if you don’t work, you don’t know that money is hard to earn and shit tastes bad..."

Luan Zhou: I'm not, I don't!

"Oh~! You still want to talk back, don't you? You'd better tell me the truth. The head teacher has hung up on me every call. My son has gone to college and let me be disciplined like a kindergarten parent. Luan Zhou, can you Really put gold on my face!"

Luan Zhou: "Mom, wait a minute, Mom! Mom! Ms. Sang Ting!"

"What are you doing! What are you yelling at? You're scaring me to death! Explain to me clearly, why don't you go to the internship unit assigned by your teacher? Do you want to stay at home and keep cutting?"

Luan Zhou: ...

"Hello? Hey! Dead? I've been annoyed since you were a child that you can't make a fart with three sticks. You don't follow me at all!"

Luan Zhou: "Did you give me a chance to speak?"

The person on the other end of the phone whose personality was about to overflow the screen was Ms. Sang Ting, Luan Zhou's mother whose blood was thicker than water.When she was in love with Luan Zhou's father in the early years, she had such a hot-tempered personality. The two fought hand in hand and built the Luan family's current state from nothing.But since ancient times, those who can share hardships may not necessarily be able to share joys and sorrows. It is better to have a wife who has been with you for many years than to know a new lover who has known each other for a few days. Luan Zhou's father committed the common problem of most successful men - he cheated gorgeously.

With Ms. Sang Ting's uncompromising personality, once this kind of thing comes out, it will definitely be broken up, goodbye to work.But Luan Zhou's father was desperate for face again, and he refused to sign his old man's name on the divorce agreement for a long time.

Although the small green book from the Civil Affairs Bureau has not yet been issued, the relationship between the couple is already in jeopardy, and they are far away from each other a long time ago. Ms. Sang Ting packed the luggage that could be packed at home, and the driver did not bring it. I drove back to my mother's house, and asked the nanny to tidy up the rest, take away the usable ones, and throw away the useless ones.The two people who lived under the same roof for more than [-] years separated overnight.

Luan Zhou, who was still in high school at that time, did not expect to go to other places for two months of art test training, and then he would be gone when he came home.And there is a cruel and serious question to face: with the father or with the mother?

With him as the central axis, the relatives of the two parties launched a tug-of-war at the top of their lungs.The couple has been busy with work. Luan Zhou hardly felt the affection from his parents in his childhood. He was cold-hearted since he was a child, and he was still in adolescence. No one would care about his throbbing young heart. Ice bumps that are invulnerable to all poisons can't be melted or warmed up.

During that time, the family was filled with conversations such as:

Father Luan: Baby, let's go with Dad, and I will send you to study abroad.

Luan Zhou: Get out!

Sang Ting: Luan Zhou, take your mother's surname from now on, let's have a good time, let your father and that little 300-year-old get along well!

Luan Zhou: Change it to Sang Zhou?What kind of sissy thing? ?

Aunt and Uncle: Xiaozhou, those who study art are not serious people, so don’t take this wild path.

Luan Zhou: It is said that my grandfather and your father lived to be more than 100 years old...

Aunt Uncle:? ? ?

Uncle and Aunt: My little girl~

Luan Zhou: Stop it!Think about why my grandpa lived to be over a hundred years old, understand?

Uncle and aunt: ...

In the end, the marriage has not yet been divorced, the two families are completely married, and the in-laws become enemies, sometimes it is as simple as that.

Luan Zhou scoffed at the adults' behavior of jumping around like a pheasant all day long. The so-called family relationship just means that the fate between you and him is that you are constantly watching his back drift away in this life.You stand at this end of the path, watching him gradually disappear at the turn of the path, and he silently tells you with his back: don't chase.

The fate between Luan Zhou and his father came to an end. In order to keep out of sight and out of mind, he closed his eyes when applying for the exam, and when the admission notice arrived, he would be dispatched to Jiuru City, thousands of miles away from home, to open the door. A new chapter in his unfamiliar university.

Now three years have passed, and he hasn't been home once. It is all due to Ms. Sang Ting's life-threatening series of calls from time to time to maintain the only remaining family relationship. Luan Zhou rubbed his nose with the back of his hand, and his eyes were a little sore.The secondary illness in adolescence has been cured. Thinking about the half of my life, it is really a loneliness that can sum up the whole article.

"Oh, it's also useless."

The internship is approaching, and the summer vacation is coming soon. Except for mosquitoes and noisy cicadas, no other living things are willing to come to the school.

Luan Zhou walked on the way to the counselor's office, feeling heavier than going to the grave. The rebellious second-term illness that year was so fierce that Luan Zhou was annoyed that he didn't recognize his relatives, and he just filled in his majors.Unexpectedly, he pretended to be cool for a while, and after three years in the crematorium, the sequelae were that he had chosen a major that was completely irrelevant and uninteresting and only known to Baidu Encyclopedia-weapon system and launch engineering.

Surprised or not?Is it surprising?Awesome or not?Have you never heard of it?

Luan Zhou tried his best but couldn't figure out why the country put such scarce talents in the suburbs of a small fourth-tier city for training. Later, a senior brother awakened the dreamer.

"Little handsome guy, you are still too young, our major is just for the convenience of those hot majors who are about to be overcrowded~"

Oh~ To put it bluntly, it is the scum that leaks through the sieve of various martial arts sects. Everyone gathers together to have fun. understand the name.

Luan Zhou realized the ins and outs, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh: "Fuck you fucking life!"

Wherever you fall, someone will kick you up. When the counselor took out a thick pile of internship unit filling out forms and threw them in front of him, Luan Zhou really wanted to bury his head and be an ostrich.

Counselor: "Luan Zhou, it's fine if you haven't attended a few classes in three years, I read it because of the skin care products your mother gave you, ah no, because you are young and ignorant, the instructor doesn't care about you .Come on, choose a few copies and go back to fill them out. If you are late, the internship unit will be unwilling.”

Luan Zhou pinched his fingers and looked through several forms one by one.

"East China wire and cable...Ankang machine tool manufacturing...Alice beauty salon...Lanxiang Excavator Technology Co., Ltd.???"

If the former is still unimaginable, this is a bit difficult. Does he still have to learn how to cook with an excavator for a salary of several thousand a month?

The counselor looked expectant: "How is it?"

Luan Zhou silently pushed the form aside: "Instructor, to tell you the truth, in fact... I have already found an internship unit, but I haven't had time to tell you. The salary is good, the job is leisurely, and the most important thing is that the leader is very enthusiastic." .”

The counselor pushed the glasses that had slipped under the bridge of the nose: "Oh? Is there really such a thing as pie in the sky?"

Luan Zhou: "..." Can we stop being so straightforward?

Leaving the door, Luan Zhou almost ran away, afraid that the counselor would stuff those practice forms into his arms again.Seeing the tricks all morning, the counselor is dismissed, but what about work?

He stared at a string of numbers on the dial key, lost in thought, a villain named Face in his heart was fighting with another named Future.

After a long time, Luan Zhou found out that the villain named Future had won the battle, and he was walking towards him step by step with two bags of prizes in his arms. The bag in his left hand was called love, and the bag in his right hand was called bread.

"Beep-beep-beep-"

For the first time in his life, Luan Zhou was tensed by a mechanical phone ringing, as if a powerful hand on the other end of the receiver was piercing through the screen, choking his fate by the throat.

"Hello, Wuyi Road Sub-district Office, what help do you need?"

The man who answered the phone had the voice of a CCTV announcer, but he read lines unique to family mediation programs at eight o'clock.

"Hello, hello? Are you still there? Presumably this friend must have encountered some difficulties, don't worry, be brave, making this call is the first step for you to overcome difficulties!"

"Cough...well, stop for a moment."

"The purpose of our office is to serve the people. The affairs of the people are my family affairs. If you have any troubles or problems that cannot be solved, this place will always be a trash can for you to confide in, a safe haven for you to dock..."

Luan Zhou raised his forehead: "What about me...Actually"

"Oh, I understand. If you are really ashamed to speak up, we also provide home visit service. I will come to the door in person and wholeheartedly solve your problems."

"Hold…"

Luan Zhou was questioning with his whole tongue why his brain was filled with sea water to call this guy and listen to his stand-up comedy for a minute.

"Wei Nanfeng, shut up for me, don't say a single word from now on, listen to me, I just wanted to tell you three words when I called, last time you asked me about it, I, willing, willing."

Hang up, drop the phone, all in one go.

Without the endless poetry reciting and chicken soup for the soul, Luan Zhou feels that the smell of PM2.5 is extremely fresh and refreshing!

On the other side, in the office.

The clerk held Xiao Shangao's stack of documents, and pushed the round-rimmed glasses with thick wine bottle caps. From a distance, he looked like a low-profile version of Harry Potter, because from 5 minutes ago, his leader—Xiao Wei After the director hung up the mysterious call, as if he had been enchanted, he held a purple sand dragon-patterned teacup filled with goji berries, smiled ghostly from time to time, and asked him why he was so happy, and he waved his hand and replied: Is there any?

Then the corners of his mouth continued to rise uncontrollably...

In the library, Luan Zhou wandered aimlessly in front of the bookshelves, enjoying the precious campus time before the summer vacation.

"Ow—"

A scream attracted the X-ray-like gazes of the top students who were obsessed with studying and couldn't help themselves. Luan Zhou hurriedly lowered his head in shame, and bent over to pick up the culprit who hit his foot just now.

""New Youth from the Organization Department" Wang Xiaobo???"

After seeing the title of the book, the corners of Luan Zhou's mouth twitched unconsciously, and an ominous premonition rose in his chest.

"Little comrade, contact me anytime after you think about it."

When we parted, Wei Nanfeng's seemingly polite words came to mind again. The other party might just be out of politeness, just like "treating you to dinner later", a blank check, no one will take it seriously.

"But how can there be someone in this world who has the face of a movie star, but spends all day worrying about Sister Ma, who is an idler?"

Luan Zhou shook off the wild thoughts of fighting in his head, complained with a venomous tongue and Yan Gou coexistence, and then took the book away in a mysterious way.

Walking out of the library, recalling the experience of a week ago, it was obviously a sudden disaster, but somehow there was a sense of humor.

He imagined that after the start of school, other students would hold the internship certificates of clerks of a certain company and the director of a certain company, while he would hold a red leather certificate issued by the neighborhood committee of the community as "deputy director of the sub-district office-advanced backbone", This scene is a bit funny, but it doesn't seem too bad?

The author has something to say: Me: Bao, why did your grandfather live for more than 100 years?

Luan Zhou: ...Because he doesn't meddle in other people's business.

Me: Oh...excuse me