Zhu Mu Lang Ma

"What's wrong? Whose text message?" Fu Yijie put away his things, turned around and saw Fu Kun staring at the phone in a daze, leaned over to take a look, "Bank text message?"

"Well, someone made a payment," Fu Kun bit his lips, he couldn't remember any order to check out in the past few days, he found Xiao Hu's phone number from the number book and called, "Hu? Do you remember?" Who wants to settle the bill in the past two days... [-]... well, okay."

"Flying to get rich?" Fu Yijie looked at him.

"I don't know who it is..." Fu Kun also looked at him.

Fu Yijie took the phone and looked at it: "Sun Wei?"

When Fu Kun didn't speak, and Xiao Hu confirmed that there were no outstanding payments in the past few days, his first reaction was Sun Wei.

The grandson has disappeared for more than a year, and there has been no news or contact with his family.

Fu Kun no longer thinks about that sum of money. Although Sun Wei made him fall into a fight at the most critical moment in his career, the friendship between buddies for more than ten years made him no longer plan to worry about it. It's a big deal, start over.

But now the 3 yuan has disrupted his already peaceful mood.

On the one hand, he felt that this should be Sun Wei, and hoped that this was Sun Wei, and he would not pay back the money for him, but only wanted him to appear, and on the other hand, he was afraid that if this was not Sun Wei...

"Go to the bank and make a detailed statement to check the remittance account number." Fu Yijie patted him, "I'll accompany you."

"No," Fu Kun pressed Fu Yijie's hand that was about to take off his white coat, "I'll go by myself. When I first came here, I saw a CCB."

"Can you do it yourself?" Fu Yijie was a little worried. He still clearly remembered how much the incident of Sun Wei had hit Fu Kun back then.

"Look at me," Fu Kun pointed to his face, "Look."

"What are you looking at? It's pretty." Fu Yijie looked at him seriously.

"Hey!" Jiang Song, who had been sitting on the side reading a book, yelled, and threw the book on the table, "Fu Yijie, your brother is almost thirty, and you are going to be late, do you want to carry him? ah……"

Fu Kun was happy, and gave Jiang Song a thumbs up: "That's a good point."

"Then you go by yourself, let's have lunch together later." Fu Yijie glanced at Jiang Song, "Let's eat roast duck, Brother Song is getting paid."

"Are you embarrassed?" Jiang Song clicked his tongue, "I will get a [-]% discount on my salary this month."

"Would you please?" Fu Yijie also clicked his tongue.

"Please, don't you just have a roast duck meal, and you can afford it with a [-]% discount," Jiang Song snapped his fingers, and smiled at Fu Kun, "Brother, go and come back quickly."

Fu Kun was sitting on the CCB chair, holding the mobile phone in his hand, tossing and turning it in his hand to play.

When he saw the last six digits of Sun Wei's account number in the details, he immediately confirmed that Sun Wei still used the same card he used to remit money to Sun Wei, because the last six digits are easy to read. With a sense of rhythm, Fu Kun was quite impressed.

It's Sun Wei.

Is this bastard planning to start paying back the money little by little?

Fu Kun dialed Sun Xiao's number. He hasn't contacted Sun Xiao since he went back to Sun Wei's house and ran into Sun Xiao. He didn't say anything about changing the number. He hesitated for a while and dialed Sun Xiao's number.

"Hello?" Sun Xiao quickly answered the phone, her voice was still the same as before, very gentle.

"Sun Xiao?" Fu Kun asked.

Sun Xiao was silent for a while before speaking: "Fu Kun?"

"Yes."

"You didn't say anything when you changed your number. I haven't been able to get through to you." Sun Xiao smiled.

"You called me?" Fu Kun was a little surprised.

"Well, I called last year. At that time, our unit issued a year-end bonus. I wanted to give it to you. At least I could make up for it. I couldn't get through to you." Sun Xiao sighed softly.

"I won't say anymore, I didn't intend to let him pay it back..." Fu Kun also sighed, Sun Xiao has been a stubborn little girl since she was a child, "Has Sun Wei contacted the family yet?"

"No," Sun Xiao's tone was a little sad, "I didn't go home during the Chinese New Year, so I don't know what's going on now."

"He remitted 3 yuan to me, just now." Fu Kun said.

"What?" Sun Xiao's voice suddenly raised, "Really?"

"Well," Fu Kun nodded, "The teller machine transferred money, and he came back. The address of the teller machine is this city."

Sun Xiao didn't speak, and after a while, Fu Kun heard her very low cry, which gradually became louder, and finally turned into Haotao crying loudly.

Fu Kun didn't make a sound, and waited until Sun Xiao was almost crying before saying: "If he contacts the family, tell him that I am waiting to beat him up, and if he is willing to come over and let me beat him up, everything will be fine." I won't argue with him any more."

"Yeah." Sun Xiao responded with a cry.

Fu Kun chatted with her casually, and asked Lu Chunyu casually. Sun Xiao said that Lu Chunyu got married last month, and he was the young owner of a supermarket chain in the city.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Kun stared at the marble floor in front of him for a long time, and he didn't stand up until Fu Yijie called.

Back at the clinic, Fu Kun found that there was a little girl in the room who was busy tidying up, wearing a pale pink nurse's uniform.

"Our nurse who is late every day," Fu Yijie introduced to him, "Li Zhen."

"Hello, brother," Li Zhen greeted Fu Kun, a little embarrassed, "It's not every day, I'm late today."

Fu Kun smiled: "It's good if you don't have a name, or you have to be a great doctor."

Li Zhen was stunned, and after a while she laughed: "Li Shizhen."

"Look at it for a while at noon, and call if you have something to do." Jiang Song changed his clothes and came out. "We will bring you delicious food when we come back."

"Just bring a bottle of yogurt, I'll lose weight."

Fu Kun drove to pick up another doctor in the clinic. While waiting for the red light, Fu Yijie asked, "Is that Sun Wei?"

"Yes, but I called Sun Xiao, but he didn't contact his family," Fu Kun tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, "Leave him alone, I guess he won't let anyone find him until the money is paid off."

"If you find him, you'll have to beat him to death." Fu Yijie bit his lip, he didn't have Fu Kun's feelings for Sun Wei, and he wanted to hit someone when he thought about it.

"I don't want to mention it, I don't want to hit him anyway, what's the name of that doctor of yours?" Fu Kun changed the subject.

"Guo Yu, lives with Jiang Song. His skills are much better than the two of us. Now we rely on him." Fu Yijie turned his head and glanced at Jiang Song who was sitting behind playing with his mobile phone.

Jiang Song also raised his eyes and looked at him: "So give me a [-]% discount on my salary to supplement Guo Yu."

"Now is a special period. If you can't turn around, you still have to pay out." Fu Yijie smiled.

"I'll get it for you." Fu Kun said.

Fu Yijie leaned on the back of the chair and looked at Fu Kun's profile: "You have to count the money for me."

After receiving Guo Yu, Fu Kun didn't hear Guo Yu's first sentence until he was sitting in the hotel box. Fu Yijie asked him what he wanted to drink. He looked at the menu in his hand and said: "Stop drinking, don't drink, your brother has to drive, and you two have to go to work in the afternoon."

Jiang Song lay down on the table: "Actually, I don't have anything to drink. Fu Yijie poured half a glass, and I..."

Guo Yu glanced at him, and he waved to the waiter: "Big Coke."

Fu Yijie was amused watching him, Jiang Song sighed in a long voice: "Hey——"

Guo Yu doesn't like to talk, he talks so little that Fu Kun can count what he said during a meal, Jiang Song and Fu Yijie are not talkative people, these three stay together, Guo Yu and invisible like.

After dinner, Fu Kun sent a few people back to the clinic, and was about to drive to the nursery. He took on a greening job for a newly opened road last week, and he had to prepare for it in the next few days.

"Your senior brother is too quiet. When someone comes to see a doctor, does he have to communicate with them with his mind? With luck, his mind is connected. Which tooth hurts? Oh, wisdom teeth, how about knocking them out? I knocked Dr. Jiang's teeth..." Fu Kun got into the car and said to Fu Yijie who was standing beside the car while lying on the window.

Fu Yijie laughed for a long time, looked around, there was no one around, and he didn't care about the dust on the car, he leaned against the car door, touched Fu Kun's face to his neck, and then withdrew his hand: "That guy is like that , work very seriously."

After a pause, he continued, "Jiang Song is chasing him."

"Ah?" Fu Kun was stunned. Although he had accepted his relationship with Fu Yijie and knew that Jiang Song was, when he suddenly heard who was chasing whom, he was still a little dazed, "So is Guo Yu?"

"I don't know. It is said to be chasing, but it is actually probing. After more than a month of probing, I still haven't tried it. Jiang Song is exhausted." Fu Yijie glanced at the clinic, "Guo Yu doesn't like to talk. I can't see it either..."

"It's very deeply hidden, isn't it, just like you," Fu Kun looked at him, "I don't know if you don't drink, you can commit crimes, and you're quite a hooligan."

"I don't drink and I want to play hooligans when I see you." Fu Yijie said seriously.

"Get out!" Fu Kun flicked him on the forehead, started the car, "I'm leaving, I may be back late at night, it took two hours to drive home."

"I'll wait for you." Fu Yijie patted on the car door and backed away.

These words made Fu Kun immediately think of a lot of things, and couldn't help but glance at him: "Why are you waiting for me?"

"Do you know it's a disease to think so much about ordinary words?" Fu Yijie sighed and waved his hand, "Let's go, I fell asleep when you came back."

The life of the family quickly returned to the previous rhythm, as if there had never been a year in the middle. Mom and Dad went to and from work every day, and Fu Yijie went to and from work every day. The only thing that changed was Fu Kun, who occasionally lived in In the nursery, when encountering a big order, sometimes I can't go home two or three days a week.

In fact, there are some things that are still in my heart, such as the sense of guilt for what I owe my parents, and the final concession of my parents, which is the result of Fu Kun and Fu Yijie's eternal gratitude and guilt.

It's just that this knot doesn't necessarily have to be untied, just like parents may have a knot that can never be untied in their hearts, wrapped in their love for their children.

The current peaceful and secure life is what the family cherishes most.

After autumn came, Fu Kun's business slowed down a bit, and he would get busy again in the year before. He came back early every day, and the 7th of this month was circled on the small desk calendar in his and Fu Yijie's room. .

Mom's birthday.

The family didn't celebrate birthdays very much, Fu Yijie and Fu Kun hardly celebrated their birthdays, let alone their parents.

But this year, my mother is 50 years old.

"Order a big cake," Fu Kun leaned on the sandbag and calculated, "write on my mother's [-]th birthday..."

"You're looking for something to smoke, and writing her age on it doesn't count as a birthday," Fu Yijie bit his pen and nestled in the chair, "I want to write Ms. Xiao's happy 15th birthday."

"Sister Xiao, happy 15th birthday to Sister Xiao," Fu Kun clapped his hands, "Just write it like this."

"Well, the restaurant needs to be booked in advance. Last time, I heard from my father that the newly opened restaurant on the street behind the back door of our community is not bad."

"What's it called? I'll go and see."

"Return to Dragon Pavilion." Fu Yijie looked at him and said.

"Huilongge?" Fu Kun pinched his chin and thought for a long time, "Why does it sound so familiar to me?"

Fu Yijie didn't say a word, he started to have fun while biting his pen, and couldn't stop after a while.

"I'm going to get you medicine, and I fell ill again." Fu Kun turned around and walked out.

"Drought Thunder." Fu Yijie said behind him.

"Ok?"

"Sounds in the water."

Fu Kun turned around and stared at him: "Shut up."

"Return to the dragon belch," Fu Yijie insisted and finished, and then he said again, "Brother, is this the three fart chain you opened..."

"Damn, can you not be disgusting?" Fu Kun was a little helpless and laughed for a long time, and finally waved his hand, "You have a really good memory, but this one doesn't work, it seriously affects my appetite."

In the end, the restaurant ordered a time-honored brand of hot-boiled lamb, and my mother loves hot-boiled lamb.

Mom has no idea about her birthday, and dad doesn't seem to be able to remember it either. When Fu Kun said to go out for a meal, neither of them objected, and they happily fell into Fu Kun's Jingle Bells, bouncing all the way. just go.

"Didn't you say you need to change this broken car?" Mom looked at the horrible seats in the car, "I was worried that the wheels would fly out halfway through the car."

Fu Kun was happy: "I bought it a year ago, a pickup truck."

"How many seats does the pickup have? We don't want to squat in the back bucket, do we?" Mom asked, grabbing the back of the chair.

"I'll just put two sofas in the bucket for you." Fu Kun said with a serious face.

"Ah! Really? I'm not in the bucket, I don't want to stay there if I put a bed, the wind is so strong!" Mom shouted, "It's cruel... old man, this is it!"

"Five seats," Dad patted her on the shoulder, "You don't know what kind of virtue your son speaks, and he can still be fooled."

When they arrived at the restaurant, Fu Kun reported their names, and when the waiter led them to the private room, my mother began to come to her senses: "Is this a table reserved in advance?"

"Well, the business is good. If you don't order in advance, you won't be able to eat." Fu Yijie said.

"What are you carrying?" Mom moved closer to him, trying to look into the bag he was holding.

"The materials of our clinic are afraid of being lost in the car." Fu Yijie quickly changed the bag to the other hand.

"No!" Mom turned her head, "Fu Jianguo, Comrade Fu, what's the date today?"

"Seven... your birthday?" Dad was a little embarrassed when he said it, and he came up and hugged her, "It's really your birthday, I don't even remember it."

"Hey, I don't remember how old you are this year," my mother covered her face, "It's so sad that Lao Caibang will have a birthday."

Fu Kun followed at the end, laughing and said: "The old vegetable gang was also a tender cabbage back then, and now it can still squeeze out water. It's only five..."

Before he finished speaking, his mother pointed at him once: "What did you say?"

"Years, five years old!"

After entering the box and sitting down, my mother was still sighing, raising two sons for nearly 30 years, it can be regarded as a birthday.

"Mom," Fu Yijie stood next to her, "You've worked hard, really."

The mother leaned on Fu Yijie: "It's not hard. Although you two are annoying, it's not too difficult to raise them up, as long as you eat more."

Fu Yijie laughed for a long time.

While discussing with his father what kind of wine to drink, Fu Kun said, "Mom, although this is the first time for us to celebrate your birthday, we have always thought of you in our hearts, and you are definitely the number one, Fu Jianguo Comrades can only be ranked second, just like you never gave us two birthdays, but you are still the best mother..."

"It's so annoying! You are the most annoying!" Mom slapped the table, "Fu Kun, you are waiting here to choke me! When I go back later, you will stand in the corridor for an hour with Fu Tuanzi's shit!"

My mother was in a very good mood, and she ate more of her favorite mutton than usual. When she was running out of food, she ate a few spoonfuls of sesame sauce with a small spoon: "Oh, his sesame sauce is so delicious."

Fu Kun got up and opened the door of the box, beckoning to the waiter standing outside.

After a while, the lights in the box suddenly went out.

My mother was holding a stalk of wormwood, and when her eyes went dark, she yelled, "Oh, I can't find my mouth!"

The door of the box was opened, and a few waitress girls came in pushing a small cart. There was a cake with candles on it. The girls sang birthday songs, pushed the cake to their mother, and sang around her. When it was over, they shouted together again: "Happy Birthday Xiao Meiren!"

This was specifically requested by Fu Kun. You can't call me Auntie, but you can't call me Xiao Meiren.

"Mom, happy birthday." Fu Yijie hugged his mother and kissed her.

Fu Kun also kissed her: "Happy birthday, old baby."

Mom covered her face and didn't speak for a long time. She didn't let go until Dad whispered a happy birthday to his wife in her ear. With tears in her eyes, she looked at Dad very affectionately: "Fu Jianguo, why don't you car."

"Just take it, happy birthday," Dad also looked at her affectionately, holding her hand, "How can you spoil the scenery so much..."

The 15-year-old sister Xiao on the cake made my mother very satisfied, so Fu Yijie asked Fu Yijie to cut off that piece and eat it.

When Fu Yijie was cutting the cake, Fu Kun took the bag he had brought over, and took out a small bag from it: "Yijie and I gave it to you, and exchange it with the conductor's bag of yours."

My mother’s bag has been used for a long time, and after getting on the bus twice in a row, someone poked her arm and told her that I would buy a ticket, she was depressed for a while.

But when she saw this bag, she hesitated again: "Is this bag expensive? You can tell it's not cheap when you touch it. If you say that I ride a bicycle to work every day and hang such a bag, will people think I picked it up?" ah?"

"No," Dad replied with certainty, "Obviously your son picked it up."

"Okay," my mother smiled and put the bag on her shoulder, "Then I will use it! Who is 15 years old carrying such a mature bag, does it look good?"

"It looks good." Fu Yijie nodded.

"Who picked it?" Mom looked back and forth with her arms around the bag.

"My brother," Fu Yijie smiled, "it must be my brother who picked these. He said that I picked them like a vegetable basket."

After dinner, Fu Kun drove the car back home by detour. He drank some wine. Although he didn't feel anything, he still didn't dare to go to the main road. His mother kept saying that you and your brother should push the car back.

"Just this time," Fu Kun parked the car downstairs and squeezed his mother's shoulder, "I usually don't drive after drinking."

"I'm going to learn a book this year, and I'll drive when the three of you drink." Mom jumped out of the car with her bag in her arms.

"Mom," Fu Yijie got out of the car, "You guys go up first, I... want to go somewhere with my brother."

"What time is it?" Mom looked at her watch, "Do you want to drive?"

"Take a taxi," Fu Yijie hugged his mother, "I'll be back soon."

"Well, let's go," my mother touched his face, "Usually you two don't go out at night, so it's boring."

After Mom and Dad went upstairs, Fu Kun asked, "Where are you going?"

"I suddenly thought..." Fu Yijie lowered his head and frowned, "Go and see Xia Fei."