Save that control freak [Rebirth]

Rong Bai sneezed, the weather was getting hotter and hotter, he felt like he was about to catch a cold.

There is no air conditioner now, and the only cool thing to cool off is an electric fan.

But after blowing for a long time, I have a headache and feel uncomfortable all over.

"A loss or a gain?" Rong Bai asked without hope.

Jiang Yanbai is in charge of the receipts and payments of the express delivery, Rong Bai doesn't know how to make accounts, and it takes a long time to even read the accounts. He has no talent in this area, and Rong Bai himself admits it.

Jiang Yanbai put down his pen, and a smile finally appeared on his face: "Last month, the income and expenditure were balanced, so I didn't lose money anyway. The grid shop earned more than 3000."

More than 3000, this income is already very good.

The balance of income and expenditure on the courier side obviously exceeded Rong Bai's expectations. Rong Bai supported the table with his hands and looked over: "Balanced? No loss?"

Jiang Yanbai nodded: "I should still be earning money, but many packages were sent by mistake, and I spent some money here."

Rong Bai patted his chest: "Don't talk about making money, I'm satisfied now that I don't lose money."

Now the relatively large towns and cities in the surrounding areas have established express networks and transportation lines, and people now cherish their jobs very much.

Although there are always people who steal, rape and play tricks, there is no job with a basic salary that depends entirely on commission. Many couriers are still very dedicated in order to earn more money.

If you work hard, you can earn hundreds of yuan a month if you do well, and dozens of dollars a month if you do poorly.

Many young people want to join this industry - it is much easier than delivering water. Now there is no elevator, and it takes a lot of physical strength just to climb the stairs, not to mention carrying a bucket of water up.

Day by day, until the fourth month, Rong Bai and Jiang Yanbai finally got the courier and earned more than 1000 yuan. For Rong Bai before, this money was dispensable, even Not as expensive as his previous meal.

However, unexpectedly, when he knew that he had earned money, his whole being was occupied by an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

His choice is not wrong, and his efforts have been rewarded. This is not a white job.

Although he didn't earn as much as the grid shop, as long as he earned, Rong Bai would be satisfied.

"Slowly it will be on the right track." Jiang Yanbai rubbed Rong Bai's head.

Jiang Yanbai has often been like this recently, he almost regards Rong Bai as a junior and treats him like a child.There is always an indescribable pampering in the words.

Rong Bai waved Jiang Yanbai's hand away and coughed: "Don't touch my head, what do you look like. You are younger than me!"

At this time, Jiang Yan Baicai, Rong Bai is 25 years old.

When the two met, Rong Bai was only 21 years old and Jiang Yanbai was 31 years old.

At that time, Rong Bai was arrogant and arrogant, and no one noticed him.

He has good grades, a good family, and good looks.Wherever he goes, he is the center of the crowd. On the surface, he is polite, but in fact he thinks highly of himself.

Rong Bai didn't like this man ten years older than himself at first, even though Jiang Yanbai had a successful career, was handsome and rich.

When Rong Bai was in college, he always thought that he liked the gorgeous women in the movies.

With a cigarette in his hand, sexy and lingering, lying on the bloody bed covered with scars, indifferent and glamorous, like a female devil who kills without batting an eye.

However, after a long time, he also knew that such a woman hardly existed, but even so, he never thought that he would fall in love with a man.

However, Jiang Yanbai chased and beat him fiercely, as if he had taken the wrong medicine.

At the beginning, Rong Bai was like avoiding a scourge. He didn't know why this straight-looking man fell in love with him.

He even threw the gift on the ground ferociously when Jiang Yanbai gave him a gift, and let Jiang Yanbai get out of bed angrily.

Jiang Yanbai pursued Rong Bai for two years, but Rong Bai rejected him for a year and a half.

It finally loosened up a little in the last half year.

Sometimes Rong Bai would also wonder what Jiang Yanbai had in mind for him.

Even though Rong Bai is very narcissistic, he has to admit that he is not a perfect person.

It would be understandable if Jiang Yanbai was fresh for a while, but such a long and arduous courtship road is obviously not something ordinary people can persevere.

Maybe Rong Bai was finally tempted by Jiang Yanbai's persistent pursuit, or maybe it was because Rong Bai was finally moved.

He accepted Jiang Yanbai.

Sometimes thinking about it, Rong Bai can't tell what kind of feelings he has for Jiang Yanbai.

Is it love, or the touch of Jiang Yanbai's persistence?

"He's back to his senses." Jiang Yanbai stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Rong Bai's eyes, and Rong Bai came back to his senses.

Rong Bai thought for a while, and asked, "How much money do we have now?"

Jiang Yanbai knew it in his heart: "There are still four thousand two."

This is all the property that Rong Bai and Jiang Yanbai now own.

Rong Bai lowered his head, it was the first time he had tasted such a taste.

Jiang Yanbai was walking on the road under the scorching sun. He was wearing black short sleeves and a pair of sweatpants.

Jiang Yanbai is tall. In the south where the average male height is only 1.7 meters, he is considered tall.

Everywhere he went, people looked back at him.

I don't know if it's because of his appearance, or because he's a head taller than ordinary people.

Jiang Yanbai is in a very good mood recently. He has his own career, a harmonious family, and Rong Bai by his side.For Jiang Yanbai, there are hardly any better days than now.

But obviously, God will not make him smooth sailing. When he is happy, God always has a way to make people miserable.

When Jiang Yanbai came home at night, he saw Mrs. Qiao crying.

Her tone of voice was very strange, like the tone of an opera more than ten years ago. She dragged her throat and cried: "You old bastard... why did you just leave! You just lived a good life! You haven't hugged your great-grandson yet." oh!"

Li Dazhuang and Zhao He sat on the sofa with their heads lowered, without saying a word.

Jiang Yanbai froze at the door, his voice was a little dry, as if someone had strangled his neck when he spoke, he asked, "Grandpa, is he gone?"

Mrs. Li has been paralyzed for more than a year. He is not in good health. It is also thanks to his good attitude and open mind that he can survive until now.

Li Dazhuang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, nodded: "Not in the afternoon."

Jiang Yanbai walked towards the bedroom in disbelief. Mrs. Li was still lying on the bed. He was skinny, with no flesh on his arms, and his cheeks were sunken, like a mummy.

Mrs. Li had his eyes closed, and Jiang Yanbai just stared at him like this, as if his eyes would open again in the next moment, Mrs. Li would playfully tell them that he was just scaring them.

But no, his eyes never opened again.

This old man who has suffered for most of his life has finally ushered in the end of his life.

He has endured so much for his family, and death is a relief.

Jiang Yanbai went to hold Mrs. Li's hand, but there was no pulse, no body temperature, and his life was gone.

Yesterday he was still alive and coughing, and Mrs. Qiao waved her hands with difficulty when she was muttering.

Just go.

Jiang Yanbai held Mrs. Li's hand and sat on the edge of the bed, tears dripping from his cheeks, leaving dark water stains on the quilt.

Old lady Qiao was still speaking in that strange tone, she cried so much that she fell to her knees on the ground, Li Dazhuang and Zhao He got up to help her at the same time, old lady Qiao grabbed her chest with one hand, and beat her leg with the other hand.

"Just leave like this! He said back then that he would die later than me!" Mrs. Qiao turned over the old accounts, "He has always kept his words! He is a liar! He married me back then. At that time, she said that she would send a cow to my family, but in the end, I didn’t even send a handful of rice. I walked ten miles and walked to the door of his house by myself! My mother also said that I married an iron rooster, that I was a hard-working person... "

But no matter how much you cry and how sad you are, there is still a funeral.

Mrs. Li is a traditional old man. He has prepared his coffin and shroud early in the morning. He does not want to be cremated, but to go back to his hometown for burial.

"In the poor and remote villages, everyone who can walk has gone, and the mountain road is also steep, so you have to go to the ancestral grave." The old lady Qiao cried, "When I leave too, how can young people have time to go back to the hometown to visit the grave?"

Li Dazhuang hurriedly comforted him: "If you go back, you will definitely go back."

Jiang Yanbai sat on the side and didn't speak. He hadn't calmed down yet, and he didn't want to believe the fact that Mrs. Li had passed away.

Although the family has long been prepared that Mrs. Li will leave at any time, but when this day really comes, the kind of pain that goes deep into the bone marrow is still there, making people feel overwhelmed.

But no matter how painful Jiang Yanbai was, he still had to fight hard. He had to contact the funeral team and relatives in his hometown.

Mrs. Li passed away at the age of 72. Although he was not considered old at this time, he was not too young. In his hometown, he also had to open a banquet for guests.

Obviously this family is suffering because of this, but they still have to cheer up to take care of these customs.

Jiang Yanbai sat on the sofa with his eyes open all night. This night, no one could sleep except Mrs. Qiao who was tired from crying.

Jiang Yanbai didn't understand why God made him feel hopeless again every time his life got better.

Just like his life was full of thorns, Jiang Yanbai planted the seeds of hope in fear and fear, and finally germinated and grew. When it is about to bloom, the wind will rage and the earth will dry up. He has to protect it carefully. Everything came to naught.

Rong Bai learned of Mrs. Li's death the next day. He had never experienced life and death, so he couldn't say any words of comfort, so he could only accompany Jiang Yanbai to the funeral.

People just leave, but the world will not stop, and those who should go to work still go to work.

Eat when it's time to eat.

The two told the funeral team the destination and negotiated the price.

Jiang Yanbai stood by the roadside and lit a cigarette - he had never smoked in front of Rong Bai.

Rong Bai bought a bottle of water and walked over, handing it to Jiang Yanbai without saying a word.

"Thank you." Jiang Yanbai thanked bitterly.

Rong Bai didn't dislike second-hand smoke anymore, he organized his words for a long time, and finally said with relief: "Everyone will have this day."

Jiang Yanbai nodded: "I know."

Everyone is going to die, this is the truth that everyone knows, but when it really happens to them, it is not as simple as it is said.

"Grandpa Li, he certainly didn't want you to be so sad when he left." Rong Bai felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Mrs. Li is a kind person. During that time, Rong Bai often turned over Mrs. Li's legs. Like a child, Mrs. Li would also instruct Rong Bai to find all kinds of strange stones he had collected in the cabinet, showing off proudly own precious collection.

Rong Bai sucked in his nose, his heart seemed to be pressed by a stone, and he couldn't say any more comforting words.

Jiang Yanbai took the last puff of his cigarette, stomped out the cigarette butt, and threw it into the trash can. He had no expression on his face, as if neither sad nor happy: "No one at home found out when Grandpa left."

"Grandma went to the market, uncle is weaving bamboo baskets in the living room, and aunt is also at work." Jiang Yanbai suppressed the emotions that were about to collapse, "When he was leaving, did he want to drink water and see us for the last time? He has Nothing to say?"

"When he left, no one saw him off."

Jiang Yanbai's eyes turned red as he spoke.

Rong Bai hugged him.

Even though the sun is so strong, ordinary people will sweat all over without moving under the sun.

But when Rong Bai hugged Jiang Yanbai, he felt extremely cold.

Jiang Yanbai tightened his grip on Rong Bai's waist as if hugging a life-saving straw.

At this moment, Rong Bai was Jiang Yanbai's only support.

Jiang Yanbai is already an adult. At home, he has to take care of his elderly grandmother and comfort his uncle and aunt.

No one knew how uncomfortable he was, and no one knew how bewildered he was.

He was painful and guilty, and the sense of guilt almost overwhelmed him.

Rong Bai hugged Jiang Yanbai, at this moment his heart softened into cotton, he didn't know how to comfort Jiang Yanbai, so he could only hug him like this.

People around pointed at them when they passed by, as if they thought it was indecent for two young men to hug each other.

But fortunately no one came to bother them.

In the face of death, mortals are too small, no matter how hard they try, they still can't let the important people stay.

Mrs. Li's shroud was changed by Jiang Yanbai. Mrs. Li was lying in the coffin, Mrs. Qiao was wailing again, Li Dazhuang and Zhao He pulled Mrs. Qiao, and the mourners closed the coffin.

This was the last time Old Master Li saw his relatives in this world.

From then on, he will be buried deep in the ground and will slowly rot.

Time goes by, and in a few generations, no one will remember that such a person once came to this world.

The family got into the van, and the funeral procession was beating and beating behind the car, and the sound of the suona seemed to be right next to our ears.

Mrs. Qiao sprinkled paper money outside the car through the window.

Scatter all the way back home.

"Old Li, we're home, we're home..."

When we left the city, it rained from the sky.

The mountain road was muddy, and the wheels of vans and trucks were stuck in the mud.

Jiang Yanbai got out of the car and pushed the car with the mourners, Rong Bai and Zhao He also jumped off.

The heavy rain poured down, drenching everyone into a drowned chicken.

"It's raining too much! I can't go now!" the mourners shouted under the sound of the rain. "We can't go until the rain stops!"

Jiang Yanbai didn't say a word, he gritted his teeth and continued to push the cart.

"Did you hear me! Don't push! Let's go when the rain stops!" The funeral saw Jiang Yanbai still pushing the cart, and shouted again.

Jiang Yanbai finally stopped. He looked up at the sky, turned his head and said to Rong Bai and Zhao He beside him, "Auntie, you go up first, don't catch a cold."

Zhao He shook her head, she shouted: "You go up, I will only go up after you go up."

Rong Bai grabbed Zhao He's wrist, pushed her into the car, and closed the car door. Just before closing the car door, Rong Bai said to Zhao He: "Let him cry."

Zhao He was stunned.

Jiang Yanbai is a young man. He is the backbone of the family. He has to take care of his family and work hard to earn money.

He can't cry tired, can't give up, and can't shrink back like a kid from a rich family.

He couldn't cry, and didn't dare to cry.

Only under the cover of heavy rain can I vent my repressed pain.

Rong Bai didn't bother him either, Rong Bai was drenched in the rain, leaning against the car, at this moment, he left time and space to Jiang Yanbai.

At this moment, Rong Bai, a person without faith, prayed devoutly to heaven for the first time.

Let Jiang Yanbai spare all the torture, he has suffered enough, and he is not greedy.

He just wants a home and a good life for his family members, such a humble wish, let him be fulfilled.

Maybe God heard Rong Bai's prayer, or maybe Wuyun exhausted his last strength.

Half an hour later, the sky finally cleared.

The sun shines on the earth again, piercing through all the haze.

Everyone got down to push the cart again, bumping and driving on the old road.

Jiang Yanbai took off his shirt, wrung out the water and used it to dry his hair.

"I'm fine," he said to his family in the car.

Zhao He held Li Dazhuang's hand tightly, the husband and wife were not good at words, and they were both grieving, so how could they comfort Jiang Yanbai?

Instead, it was Mrs. Qiao. She held Jiang Yanbai's hand and said softly, "He should go too. He's tired of living like this."

Jiang Yanbai stared blankly at Mrs. Qiao.

Mrs. Qiao said to Jiang Yanbai: "He can't take it anymore, he's tired and wants to rest."

"He has suffered all his life, and when he is old, he also enjoys the blessings of children and grandchildren. Although he can't say it, I know that you are his proud grandson." Mrs. Qiao looked at Jiang Yanbai with a smile, her tone was gentle, "He told me before that our family, Yanbai, must be a very lucky person in the future."

"He's proud of you."

Jiang Yanbai finally couldn't hold it anymore, he fell on his knees, suppressed crying, suppressed shouting, tears gushed out involuntarily.

Rong Bai stroked Jiang Yanbai's back lightly, without saying a word.

Zhao He turned his head away, Li Dazhuang's shoulders shrugged slightly.

Only Mrs. Qiao looked at her family with a smile.

Mrs. Li's grave is on the mountain, when the coffin was buried, Rong Bai was in a trance for a moment.

He watched the coffin sink into the ground, watched the coffin being buried, Rong Bai looked up at the sky, the sun was so pale that he felt that everything was an illusion.

Everyone looked very solemn.

Mrs. Qiao didn't cry anymore. She was the saddest person, but she tried her best to comfort her son and daughter-in-law.

From her point of view, her husband was just taking a step ahead, and she was about to catch up with him soon.

That night, Jiang Yanbai didn't go home, he was taken to Rong Bai's house by Rong Bai.

"Go take a shower." Rong Bai handed Jiang Yanbai a clean towel, and changed the sheets and quilt covers in the room.

Jiang Yanbai took the towel in silence and walked to the bathroom.

The two were lying side by side on the bed, the lights had been turned off, and the room was dark.

"Don't be sad." Rong Bai said, "It's all in the past, don't think about the past, think about the future. Grandpa is in the sky, and he doesn't want his beloved grandson to be so sad."

That is an optimistic old man, even though he was paralyzed in bed and unable to take care of himself, he still tried his best to survive.

Living to that point, survival is no longer for oneself, but for family members.

Jiang Yanbai's voice was hoarse: "I don't know, I feel very useless."

Rong Bai panicked: "Why do you think so? There is no one more useful than you in this world."

Jiang Yanbai took a breath: "I can't keep grandpa, I tried my best to make money, I want them to live a good life, why can't I wait any longer?"

Rong Bai sighed: "Grandpa has been lying on the bed, eating, drinking, and messing with everything can be solved by himself, just like grandma said, he is really tired."

Jiang Yanbai was silent, and after a long time, he said, "I know."

Jiang Yanbai turned over and hugged Rong Bai, his head buried in Rong Bai's shoulder, his voice was a little trembling, filled with fear and pleading: "Don't go, stay, don't leave me."

Now Jiang Yanbai couldn't afford to lose any important people.

Rong Bai still didn't answer Jiang Yanbai directly, he would definitely leave.

His parents, his family, and the Jiang Yanbai he loves are still waiting for him, waiting for him to go back.

He cannot stay.

"You still have to go." Jiang Yanbai collapsed, he let Rong Bai face himself, and asked almost hysterically, "I can give you my heart, I give you everything I have, what am I No more, you stay, stay, okay?"

He lowered himself into the dust.

Rong Bai's heart throbbed in pain, so painful that he didn't even notice when he was crying.

"Jiang Yanbai." Rong Bai called Jiang Yanbai by his name for the first time, he looked into Jiang Yanbai's eyes, "I don't know what I can say to comfort you, but in the future, you will meet someone. "

"He was wayward, arrogant, self-righteous."

"You will meet in a school, you will pursue him, and he will keep rejecting you."

"If he rejects you, don't give up."

"One day, he will fall in love with you."

"You will get married and have your own family. You don't have to be busy with work all the time, and you don't want to spoil him too much."

As Rong Bai spoke, his own voice was a little choked up: "You guys will have a good life, very good, very good. Don't be too stubborn, don't keep everything in your heart, you have to say it, and what you don't say , he won't know."

Jiang Yanbai looked at Rong Bai blankly, he seemed to understand something, what information did he catch in Rong Bai's words.

But at this moment, the chaotic brain could not react immediately.

Rong Bai stood up and kissed Jiang Yanbai's forehead: "Sleep, tomorrow is a new day."

Every day is new.