Seasonal season

Wenxi received Dodo at the gate of the community where her sister lived.

The whining northwest wind blows Wenya's long hair fluttering, covering her fair face. Under the light of the incandescent light in the guard room, her eye circles are swollen, and there is nothing reassuring about her body.

Wen Ya pushed Dodo forward, not knowing whether to tell her daughter or her younger brother: "It's cold, let's go."

Like being beaten by Shuang, Duoduo obediently took the hand extended by her uncle, and quietly waited for the adults to finish their conversation.

You don't need to ask to know that the couple quarreled again.This earth-shattering couple during their love period, one is a persistent man who struggles with the feudal parents, and the other is an infatuated woman who is desperate for love.At that time, Wen Ya was willing to live with him even if she ate porridge and soup.But when it came time to have no worries about food and clothing, bickering and quarreling for three days, it was not easy to live on.

Wenxi originally thought that the harmony of the family relationship lies in one party's ability to resist the temptation and not cheat.But judging from the status quo of elegant marriage, even if there is no cheating, it may not be possible to be happy.

Seeing that the younger brother was only concerned about whether he had brought enough clothes for Dodo in the bag, and was about to walk away after confirming, Wenya was a little annoyed: "Why don't you ask me what happened?"

Wenxi said: "It's not the first time I've been called here. It's the same thing and the same way of handling it. What else can I ask?"

Wen Ya followed and walked a few steps outside the guard room, leaning against a big locust tree, and said, "I think there is something wrong with your brother-in-law."

Wenxi grabbed the child, covered the child's ears less deliberately, and seemed to be shielding her from the wind: "Do you have to say something useless at this time?"

Wen Ya didn't understand her brother's painstaking efforts (if she could, Wen Xi wouldn't have to come pick up the child so often), she just wanted to express what was in her heart: "This time it's true, I've seen it several times. Come back every night, It's very late, and I'm still sending messages there."

"What's so strange about it, I'm all like this."

"It's the owner, but which owner would stay up in the middle of the night and chat with you on WeChat? Every time I hear that message coming, I want to smash his phone!"

The wind blew harder, and Wenxi felt the cold that pierced his bones.

"A man is struggling outside, and he has to socialize to some extent. Just be more tolerant. It's normal for people to send messages and chat in the middle of the night nowadays. You are always suspicious. If you are unhappy, your children will also suffer."

Wen Ya's eyes widened: "It's as if I haven't worked hard for this family. He will either not come back, or he will have a sullen face when he comes back, as if who owes him three hundred hangs. I'm also impatient with Duo Duo, who didn't Having started a business before, who doesn’t have those ups and downs! It’s as if the whole family is in debt to him.”

Wenxi frowned: "Stop yelling in the dead of night. Take a step back and say, if this is the case, can't you calm down and talk to your brother-in-law calmly? You haven't said a few words, and your tone has gone up first. Who would want to listen to you?" ?”

Wen Ya refused to accept: "It was my fault. But I saw him get on and off the car with that female subordinate several times, so what?"

Wenxi paused: "Which female subordinate?"

"It's the one who came out of the old company with him. You haven't seen it. I've seen it a few times, dressed just like the one who came out of Pansi Cave. Every time your brother-in-law drives the car to the bus stop behind the community, Just as the woman got off the bus, the goblin got into his car in the same high-heeled shoes as Qian Songyi! It made my eyes callus!"

"Maybe, are we going on a business trip together? Or what are you going to do?" Although Wenxi felt strange, but recalling her brother-in-law's personality, she could only say this.

"Lonely men and widows, besides doing that, what else can they do?!"

Wenxi was speechless at her sister's outspokenness, and while covering Duo Duo's ears more tightly, she said: "After a thorough investigation, don't draw conclusions so quickly."

"How else do you want to investigate? You insist on catching the rape in bed? It's obviously not on the way, but you insist on creating an opportunity to get in the car and set off together. If you openly do this within the sight of your wife, isn't it a provocation? It's fine once or twice. Let me bump into it again tonight, and he still refuses to admit it!"

Wenxi didn't want to listen more, and Douduo seemed to hear something, so she just snuggled into her uncle's arms and said nothing.Wenxi told her not to think too much, and took Duoduo into a taxi parked on the side of the road.Looking back at Wen Ya's sad and helpless look, she also felt a little distressed. After hugging Duo Duo inside, she said to her sister, "I'll find a chance to talk to my brother-in-law, so stop thinking about it."

Wenya sniffed and didn't speak any more.He stroked his hair to the side, revealing his swollen face, waved at his daughter numbly, and watched the car drive away.

When she got home, Wenxi asked Dodo to change her shoes softly, and closed the door by herself. Just as she put the key on the shoe cabinet, Lao Song's weary voice came: "I'm back."

Duoduo ran in quickly and threw herself into the arms of grandpa, the voice of shouting was more joyful.Wenxi put on slippers and looked at the happy grandparents and grandson: "Didn't I tell you not to wait? It's such a cold day, how good it is to freeze."

Lao Song asked Douduo to come down, led her to wash, and pointed at the little girl's back pointingly: "Her mother called, do you think I can sleep?"

After serving my niece to wash her face, brush her teeth, and wash her feet, she fell asleep peacefully after listening to the audio story.Lao Song closed the door softly and walked into Wenxi's room.

Wenxi threw away the book next to the bed, and was about to turn off the light to go to sleep. Seeing that Lao Song was preoccupied, she leaned against the bedside, waiting for him to speak.

Lao Song sat on the edge of the bed, sighed for a long time, and then said, "Wen Ya, is she okay?"

Wenxi stroked the patterns on the quilt and said, "It's better to be suspicious and look for trouble."

Lao Song was silent for a long time, and said: "I am really worried about this daughter. She has no heart and has always been bullied since she was a child. After finally getting married, she thought that my uncle was an honest and responsible person, but she still couldn't live a peaceful life. Mother-in-law It doesn't hurt, my husband is not considerate, and I really have endless troubles."

Wenxi was surprised by his father's words. Usually, no matter what Wenya said about her in-law's family or her husband, Lao Song always stood by her brother-in-law.Now, in front of him, he came to talk about the uncle's family.Wenxi immediately became sensitive and uneasy, as if something really happened.

"Is it true what my sister said about my brother-in-law?"

Lao Song lamented a few times: "Is there any, I'm afraid I can only ask my uncle himself. I - I have seen it a few times," he was a little embarrassed to say this to his unmarried son, and he paused before continuing. , "It doesn't look like the relationship between the leader and the subordinates. I feel that my uncle is more considerate of that woman than his wife..."

Lao Song once sent Duo Duo to school, and wanted to bring freshly steamed buns to his daughter, so he walked to her house.Walking to the bus stop near Wen Ya's house, I saw my uncle's car and honked the horn.Although he was still some distance away from the car, Lao Song thought he had seen him when he honked the horn repeatedly, and was about to wave hello when he saw a well-dressed young woman waving at the car.

Seeing his son-in-law coming down, Lao Song opened the passenger car door for the woman as if welcoming a distinguished guest.I saw it once, but Lao Song didn't care, maybe it was the owner or something.I heard from my daughter that the son-in-law's company undertakes various outdoor advertisements and needs to entertain many customers.So, even though I don't feel relieved, I still treat it as a guest.

He has seen this situation several times in succession.Although the two did not hug each other face to face, their demeanor was extremely ambiguous.Coupled with the fact that Wen Ya has been making troubles for a while, Lao Song can't calm down anymore.In the past, no matter how unreasonably Wen Ya made trouble, she did not develop it in this way. Now that I think about it, maybe my son-in-law is really not innocent.

But then again, as a parent, even if this happened, there is nothing to do but comfort the child.It is impossible to rush to the uncle to question.Maybe other parents would, but Lao Song is not this kind of person, he always chooses to tolerate.Good or bad is a matter between husband and wife, which can only be resolved by themselves.

Wenxi sighed: "Another day, I'll go talk to my brother-in-law."

Lao Song said: "If you talk about it, can he listen to you? Or let Wen Ya figure it out by herself."

"On her..."

Lao Song thumped his legs (his old cold legs often attack in winter), interrupting him: "Everyone's fate, let fate. If there is any, he doesn't even think about the children, how can he still listen to us? "

Looking at the traces of time in the corners of his father's eyes, he is not yet 30, but he is much older than many neighbors of the same age around him.A man, starting in his [-]s, raised two children alone and hard.Because he was afraid that his children would not get enough love, he worked hard to learn cooking skills, wash and cook, and tried to read stories to them every night like other parents.

Lao Song's mandarin accent was very heavy, and Wen Xi felt the difficulty of this man through his crappy accent.Dad worked hard all his life, and only waited until Wenya got married and Wenxi successfully found a job before he slowed down a bit.When I get old, I still worry about my children, worrying about whether they will eat well or live well. I keep all my worries in my heart and never complain to my children.It was his forbearance that made Wenxi feel more distressed.

Lao Song touched his son's hand, his eyes glowed red: "Sometimes, Dad really feels sorry for you..."

Wenxi was reminded of the sad past, and choked up slightly: "I don't think so. You have always been a good father, a very good father."

"If it weren't for my uselessness, you wouldn't have lost your mother. Blame me for my incompetence..."

Wenxi wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Why mention her again?"

"After all, she is your mother." Seeing her son turn her head away, Old Song said in a low voice, "If one day, she regrets it and wants to recognize you back and promise to give you a better life, you and Wen Ya... ..."

Wenxi asked: "I have left it behind for so many years, and now I regret it, it's too late! Besides, what is a better life, a life without her is better." He pulled the quilt, "I'm sleepy , you go back to sleep too."

Old Song knew that he was upset, so he nodded and walked out the door.

After a while, Wenxi heard the sound of his father washing his face with water.Leaning her head back in boredom, tears trickled down the corners of her eyes...