Dip in fire

On the night of the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, Zhong Ning finally went to Zhong Pei's place.

Zhang Weilan's mad dog's mouth is strong enough, Zhong Ning rubs the medicine twice a day, and the wound on the corner of his mouth is still very conspicuous.

So as soon as he entered the door, Zhong Pei asked, "Why is your mouth broken?"

Zhong Ning's face twitched, and he looked away and made up nonsense: "There was a fight in the bar before, and I was accidentally injured."

Zhong Pei frowned, and looked carefully again: "Does it hurt? Why didn't you be careful."

"It doesn't hurt." Zhong Ning paused, then smiled at Zhong Pei, "It was just an accident."

"How old I am, I still worry about it." Zhong Pei scolded.

"Auntie, don't talk about Zhong Ning. If you don't come back, you can read it. When you come back, talk about him."

A woman in her thirties stood up from the sofa.Her name is Xie Linxi, and she is the daughter of Zhong Pei's husband.The person is very beautiful, with a gentle temperament.

After Xie Linxi got married, she settled abroad, and Zhong Ning rarely saw her, so she only came back with her family in time for the Chinese New Year.She already had a daughter, but Zhong Ning heard that she was pregnant with a second child three months earlier, and the swollen belly also confirmed the good news.

"Sister." Zhong Ning walked over with a smile, bent down and greeted Xie Linxi's belly, "Hello, baby."

Xie Linxi smiled, and lightly patted Zhong Ning's shoulder: "He can't hear you now."

"Then I have to say hello to my nephew." Zhong Ning straightened up and asked with a smile, "Where's uncle? And brother-in-law and Yuanyuan?"

"Your brother-in-law took your niece to the garage to get drinks." Xie Linxi looked towards the kitchen, "My dad is making noodles in the kitchen."

"Let me help." Zhong Ning walked towards the kitchen as he said that, at this time the host just came out from the kitchen door.

It's hard to imagine that the big boss of the transformer factory in this city would be wearing an apron and kneading noodles in the kitchen... Xie Yuanze's hands were full of flour: "Xiao Ning is back."

"Uncle." Zhong Ning hurriedly called out, "I'll go in and help you."

"No, no, no, Lin Xi, come in and help me." Xie Yuanze said, "The noodles and stuffing are ready, and the only thing left is to roll the skins and make the dumplings."

Xie Linxi: "Okay."

"Then I'll help too." Zhong Pei also entered the kitchen.

In the end, Xie Yuanze disliked him: "Forget it, too."

Xie Yuanze looked at Zhong Pei and said, "The dumplings you and Xiao Ning make don't look good."

Zhong Ning: "..."

Zhong Pei stared at her eyes and was not convinced, she had to go in and pinch two when she was told so: "This year really gave you itching, and you said my dumplings are not good-looking, I want to see how beautiful yours are. "

Xie Linxi covered her mouth and laughed happily. After laughing, she took an apple from the fruit plate and handed it to Zhong Ning: "You sit down for a while, I'll just go into the kitchen. Later your brother-in-law will come up with Yuanyuan, and you can play with Yuanyuan." , she misses you."

"Success." Zhong Ning wanted to pick up the apple, and spread his hands again, "I haven't washed my hands yet."

"Hurry up and wash it, and eat it by yourself after washing." Xie Linxi put down the apple and went into the kitchen to help.

This family may not be the same as the original ordinary family. Even when Zhong Pei and Xie Yuanze got married, Zhong Ning and Xie Linxi were not young, and they never changed their name to "Mom and Dad".But this home has its beauty and its hard-won.

Zhong Ning pumped a pump of hand sanitizer and lathered his hands under the faucet.As his son, he knows better than anyone that Zhong Pei has lived happily these years.As a woman, her happiness came late, but fortunately it was precious.

Although her eyebrows and eyes are getting older, they are less rigid and aggressive. Zhong Ning prefers such a Zhong Pei.And now, after Zhong Pei has paid for him for more than 20 years, now that he can finally rest and enjoy himself, Zhong Ning is even more unwilling to hurt her, not even a single hair.

The warm water washed off the foam on Zhong Ning's hands, leaving behind a pleasant fragrance.Zhong Ning dried his hands, looked up at himself in the mirror, and lightly touched the wound on the corner of his mouth with his fingertips.

It's about to scab, and it doesn't hurt anymore.Zhong Ning sighed deeply. ——You can't tell Zhong Pei about Zhang Weilan's return.but......

There is no "but".Don't think about "but".

There was a sound from the entrance, and a dog barking.Zhong Ning went to take a look and saw that it was her brother-in-law who came up with Yuanyuan.

Yuanyuan is seven years old this year, exactly the age that people hate, but fortunately she is a soft girl, and she won't go to the house to expose the tiles.

Zhong Ning said why he didn't see the dog when he got home, and the father and daughter took him down together.

two dogs.Daduozi and Erduozi.

Da Duozi has become a standard old dog, his eyelashes are all white, but he is getting stronger and stronger, and his liveliness is still the same as before.Erduozi was raised by Zhong Pei last year, a brown-haired Teddy, a small toy.Mixed with big flowers - "behemoth" and "quail", the contrast is sharp...it's outrageous.

"Uncle!" Yuanyuan ran away when she saw Zhong Ning, and Daduozi and Erduozi followed her, all rushing towards Zhong Ningsheng.

Zhong Ning saw his unlucky brother-in-law holding a large bottle of fresh oranges in his left hand and a box of almond milk in his right arm, calling to the back of his daughter's head: "Yuanyuan, change your slippers!"

Zhong Ning: "..."

This night was naturally full of irony and laughter, and the joy was ordinary.

It takes years to have a family.Only a reunion is New Year's Eve. "New Year's Eve Dinner" is also called "Reunion Dinner". The name strictly indicates that the Spring Festival is a family reunion.

The Spring Festival Gala is more suitable for watching together in a circle, and the dumplings should be side by side, and the firecrackers are fired in a series, and the fireworks are clearly so beautiful, but they don’t want to treat lonely people kindly.

Because watching fireworks alone often makes you feel more lonely.

While eating, the large LCD TV in the living room kept making noise. Yuanyuan watched the Spring Festival Gala for a while, and fed the dog for a while, and it never stopped.

Xie Linxi said to her: "Yuanyuan, sit down."

Yuanyuan pouted.

Zhong Pei made a dumpling for Yuanyuan: "Children, love to be noisy."

Zhong Pei: "Yuanyuan, eat more, I'll wrap you with big prawns."

Yuanyuan said childishly, "Grandma is the best! Best!"

Xie Linxi: "..."

"Hey, Lin Xi, do you still have morning sickness?" Zhong Pei asked after swallowing the dumplings.

"No more vomiting." Xie Linxi rubbed his stomach, "It's been almost four months, and the reaction is not serious."

"That's good. Zhong Ning, take that bottle of orange juice that's on the floor and pour some."

"it is good."

"Uncle, I want it too!"

Daduozi and Erduozi said, "Wow, woof."

……

Zhong Ning really likes this.

It's just... Zhong Ning raised his eyes to look at Zhong Pei, and fixed his eyes to see the wrinkles in the corners of Zhong Pei's eyes.

He was almost thirty, but Zhong Pei had never urged him to have a lifelong event like other mothers did.When eating and drinking with friends, single friends of similar age will talk twice.Such as Xu Huai, such as Yan Jianghe, Zhong Ning knows that they all have a mother who urges them to marry.

But Belle can't.For so many years, after Zhang Weilan left, Zhong Pei never even mentioned words such as "girlfriend" and "falling in love".

Zhong Pei is Zhong Ning's biological mother, if Zhong Pei doesn't say anything, naturally no one else in the family will talk too much.

From Zhong Pei's attitude towards Yuanyuan and Xie Linxi, it can be seen that Zhong Pei is not open-minded, it's not that she doesn't care, on the contrary, she cares too much.

The matter of Zhang Weilan has faded over time, and it seems that they have turned a page in their lives, but in fact it is a knot that the mother and son can't get over.

"Zhang Weilan" and "homosexuality" are all hidden wounds that they cannot touch, and they still hurt.

I haven't eaten a few dumplings, and the broken corner of my mouth is getting more and more awkward.Zhong Ning lost his appetite and put down his chopsticks.

"Are you finished eating now? There are still so many dishes." Zhong Pei was stunned, seeing that there was only half a plate left in front of Zhong Ning.

"Lunch is late, I'm not very hungry now." Zhong Ning pretended to pat his stomach twice, "It's bulging."

"Then I'll bring you some dumplings to eat at night. It's hot even if it's cold, in case you get hungry in the middle of the night." Xie Yuanze said.

"Okay, listen to Uncle." Zhong Ning smiled.

Although it was New Year's Eve, they didn't talk too much about it.Xie Yuanze has a bad heart, so he should go to bed early at night.Xie Linxi and his wife had their own real estate in the city, and Zhong Ning also had a den, and they all left after ten o'clock.

Xie Linxi's family is going home, but Zhong Ning is riding a Harley...

New Year's Eve today.

But anything made of flesh and blood will never let the patient spend the New Year in the hospital alone. ——Zhong Ning had to go to the doctor with a bag of hot dumplings.

In Thirty Nights, the road was empty and there were almost no cars. Zhong Ning went all the way without hindrance, but he couldn't stand the cold weather. When he reached the gate of the doctor's office, the dumplings were still cold.

When it's cold, go to the nurse's station and see if you can borrow a microwave...

What are you borrowing the microwave for?Zhong Ning couldn't eat it by himself, and didn't want to have another meal.And Zhang Weilan is ill, still can't eat dumplings, and can eat some thin liquid food even today.

Zhong Ning wiped his face and scolded himself for being insane.Of course, he couldn't throw the dumplings or hang them on the motorcycle, so he walked into the hospital with a bagful of things that no one would eat.

It's Chinese New Year, and the hospital is still busy.After all, birth, old age, illness and death never pick a time and occasion.

Zhong Ning looked at his watch, it was past eleven o'clock, if Zhang Weilan had already rested, he would go back.

But Zhong Ning was sure that Zhang Weilan would not sleep.No basis, guess.And it's a good guess.

Zhong Ning pushed open the door of the ward, Zhang Weilan turned to look at him, a smile immediately appeared on his face: "I thought you wouldn't come over tonight."

Zhong Ning: "..."

"A friend is here?" After a long time, another hospital bed in the room was occupied.

It's an old man.The old man is quite confused, and he seems to be not very clear-headed.Zhong Ning took a glance, and saw that the old man was half-closed his eyes, and there was a lot of excitement at the bedside. There were three people sitting there, probably son, daughter-in-law, and grandson.

It was the daughter-in-law who spoke just now, Zhong Ning nodded to her politely, and saw the teenage boy next to her holding his mobile phone, shaking at the old man on the bed: "Grandpa, your favorite Zhao Benshan is about to come out to play a sketch gone."

The old man rolled his eyes slowly, babbled twice, but couldn't hear what he was humming.

"Hey, you kid, how did you lie to your grandfather? You said that there will be no sketches by Zhao Benshan this year." The daughter-in-law clicked her tongue.

The boy curled his lips and continued to look at his phone.

The phone was playing outside, but the sound was not loud. Zhong Ning kept his ears open when he walked by, as if it was the Spring Festival Gala.

Zhang Weilan's hospital bed was next to the window, Zhong Ning saw that the window was slightly open, he put the dumpling in his hand on the table, and went over to close the window: "Why is the window still open?"

"I asked the nurse to prescribe it to get some air, but it's actually not cold," Zhang Weilan said.

Zhong Ning turned his face and glared at Zhang Weilan, unwilling to scold him.

The corner of Zhang Weilan's mouth raised a small arc secretly, and then looked at the dumplings on the table: "Bring it for me?"

"..." Zhong Ning walked back to the bed, "Is it possible? You can't eat."

Zhang Weilan just smiled lightly and didn't speak.Zhong Ning was not comfortable tonight, and was blocked by his small appearance, so he simply turned his eyes away.

"Sit down for a while." Zhang Weilan said, reaching out and patting the side of the bed.

Because there were suddenly more people in the room, the only two stools were dragged to use, and Zhong Ning had nowhere to sit except Zhang Weilan's bed.

Zhong Ning stamped his feet on the spot, subconsciously not moving.Zhang Weilan immediately lowered her eyebrows and drooped her eyes, and whispered sullenly, "Is that why you don't want to get close to me?"

After speaking, he turned his head slightly, blocked his mouth with a fist with needle eyes, coughed a few times, and his shoulders heaved for a while.

Zhong Ning: "..."

Zhong Ning was covered with blood mold, so he had to sit down beside Zhang Weilan's bed.Now they were very close.It was so close that Zhong Ning could clearly smell that Zhang Weilan smelled like medicine.