The world is cool

It is said that 55 is the end of the world, but this year I lived very smoothly, and it can even be said to be the most step-by-step year except for the years in prison.The business of the restaurant is booming. Zhou Cheng and the little lunatic urged me to rent the shops on both sides. I know the conditions are ripe, but I just don’t want to do it.My favorite thing to do this year is fishing. Every day at noon, I go to the restaurant to look after it. If there is nothing serious, I take the fishing rod and drive the one I bought for [-] and claim to be second-hand. The Mazda in hand went to the gathering place of fishing enthusiasts in the suburbs.Because I always come between Monday and Friday, the average age of the fishermen I know is above [-] years old, but this does not prevent us from being friendly neighbors and having fun.

Little Crazy and Zhou Cheng also started a business. The scale of funds is no less than mine, but most of them belong to others.Occasionally, I feel a little psychologically unbalanced. I feel that the two of them earn about the same as me working in a restaurant after a month of typing on the keyboard and making phone calls. Speculative, if it is fundamentally stable, it has to be an industry. Every time at this time, the topic will shift to my lack of progress, all kinds of criticism, all kinds of spurs, all kinds of hatred.I really want to take this as being sincere for me, if the hotel doesn't have their shares.

When I was first imprisoned, I made kebabs to make ends meet, and later I opened a restaurant to live a better life, but now I have enough to eat, and I wear warm clothes. I don’t have to worry about business, and I still have a car every day. Shocked, the spirit of struggle disappeared into a fairyland without knowing where it disappeared.I think if I had a family, a wife, and a child, maybe I wouldn't be like this, because when you get better, you want the whole family to be better, and the whole family is better, and you want the children to be better in the future, so the days are forever Everyone has a head.But the current situation is that Zhou Cheng is taking care of the little lunatic, and Zhou Cheng doesn't need me to take care of him at all, and Feng Yiyi himself has nothing to take care of, so life has become a wilderness, empty.

Dalutongtian: How are you doing recently?

Huahua: As always, everything is fine, don't worry.

The road leads to the sky: Oh.

……

Huahua: Brother, what are you doing?

Dalutongtian: Watching TV, how about you?

Huahua: Chatting with you, and reading a book.

The road leads to the sky: If you have anything to chat with me, just concentrate on reading and don't stay up too late.

Huahua: Then you should go to bed earlier.

The road leads to the sky: Yes.

This is what Huahua and I are doing now.The frequency of chatting is still every night, but most of the time there is no new topic to talk about, so Che Jilu chatted back and forth a few words, and then went about their own business.

In fact, I have nothing to do. I really want to talk to him more, but I think he should really have a lot of things to do, and I am really at a loss for words.

When two people’s lives lose their intersection but they have to keep in touch, finding a topic becomes a necessary but extremely difficult thing. I don’t have the talent of a lunatic to ramble, nor do Zhou Cheng remain calm in the face of cold situations. I am calm, so in most cases I will choose to end the chat, which is comfortable for both others and myself.

In a blink of an eye, it's the New Year again.I always feel that just after last year, Sister Zou said on the phone that her family introduced her a blind date as if it happened yesterday, but in fact, 360 five days have indeed passed.

"Should we make dumplings ourselves or buy quick-frozen ones?" The little lunatic asked me as he wandered in front of the freezer pushing a shopping cart.

It will be a new year in eight hours, and the supermarket is still crowded.

"Why are you asking, isn't that why you went to the refrigerated area on purpose." I yawned, feeling a little sleepy, "Go ahead and buy it."

The little maniac touched his chin, pretending to be deep: "I just saw the dumpling and suddenly thought of it. In fact, I intended to come here to buy some boxes of ice cream."

My black line: "Why don't you freeze to death!"

In the end, we bought quick-frozen dumplings. When we got home, it was already evening and it was dark. Zhou Cheng lived up to expectations and filled the table with cups, plates, and dishes.

"The timing is quite accurate," Zhou Cheng praised us both, and at the same time put the purchased things in the refrigerator for those that should be put in the kitchen, "Hurry up and wash your hands and eat, otherwise the food will be cold in a while."

The Spring Festival for the three of them was a bit deserted, and with the New Year's Eve dinner ordered by the restaurant and quick-frozen dumplings, there was less real emotion and more stylization.

It's not that it's not festive, it's just that this joyful emotion is limited, and it flashes like a shooting star during the New Year's greetings at Zishi, and then it's gone.The tragedy is that this year the three of us couldn't sit still before twelve o'clock. The little lunatic's eyelids were fighting and he was yelling to go to bed. Zhou Cheng obeyed the public's will and planned to go to bed, so we paid New Year's greetings in advance, and then went back to our houses.

There are still 25 minutes before the bell is struck, but some people can't bear it anymore. The sound of firecrackers outside the window is endless, revealing a sense of vitality.

The more noisy outside, the more quiet the house was. I lay on the bed for a few minutes, sleepy, but couldn't fall asleep, so I simply took my mobile phone and fiddled with it.

As expected, Huahua's profile photo was lit up, because like me, he basically used his mobile phone to hang up QQ around the clock.I sent a "are you there", waited for a while, no response.I think he should still be busy, because he said that the New Year's Eve is the scariest time in the hotel, and the tragedy in the back kitchen is no less than that on the battlefield.

Throwing the phone aside, I lay on my side facing the window. The outside is very beautiful, with stars, lights, firecrackers, and colorful fireworks, intertwined into a gorgeous New Year's Eve picture scroll.

Suddenly I miss my old man.

I wonder if going out to burn paper money at this time will be reported...

I thought wildly, imagining the scene of children setting off firecrackers and drawing circles next to me to burn Ming coins, and then successfully amused myself.

The beep sound suddenly remembered, short but clear.

Huahua: Yes.

My heart beat faster for no reason, and I couldn't tell if it was because of nervousness, joy or accident.

The road leads to the sky: Didn't you say that you will be busy today?

Huahua: The kitchen is basically over, and the rest is for the waiters.

That's right, if it's almost twelve o'clock and the dishes haven't been served yet, the guests are not allowed to lift the table?

Dalutongtian: Tired to death?

Huahua: It’s okay [showing teeth]

Dalu Tongtian: Why, you have received a red envelope and you are so successful?

Huahua: No, but it's coming soon, haha.

Dalutongtian: I don’t know who told me that if I don’t want to make money, I just want to learn a craft...

Huahua: The master said that both hands must be grasped, and both hands must be firm.

The road leads to the sky: ...

Huahua: Brother, how are you doing?

Dalutongtian: Just eat Haisai at the end and make a few dumplings, what else can be new.

Huahua: The three of you can fight the landlord.

The road leads to the sky: That's obviously two against one, okay [white eyes]

Huahua: Oh yes, they are now together.

I smiled, sat up and lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and my nerves were relieved.

The road leads to the sky: Huahua.

Huahua: Huh?

Dalutongtian: I miss you a little bit.

It was empty there for so long that I lost my mind while waiting, and the soot fell on the sheet, burning a hole in an instant.

Finally, Huahua made a movement.

Huahua: The master said that next year and another year, you can graduate from the teacher.

I frowned, and typed without even thinking about it: what's the point of making a meal?

Huahua said nothing.

I will continue to work hard: flowers, come back.

There was still no response.

I am at a loss for words, and my throat is a little sore.

There was a sudden sound of gunfire outside, as if dozens of popcorn poppers were cooking together.

The road leads to the sky: It's twelve o'clock, come, and say New Year greetings to my brother.

This time Huahua didn't let my speech sink into the sea, and quickly responded——

Huahua: Brother, happy Chinese New Year.

I looked at those words, and unconsciously, Huahua obediently appeared in my mind to pay New Year's greetings, and then the previous bitterness was washed away.

When a person can easily affect your emotions, it may not be love, but he must be very important to you.

Happy New Year, my Huahua.

Early in the morning of the new year, Zhou Cheng took the little lunatic to his sister's house, so that when I woke up, I found that I was alone in the whole house.Turning on the TV, I don’t know how many times the Spring Festival Gala is still lively and festive, but in fact, the year is over, and there are occasional firecrackers outside, but the world seems more clean.

There are still some dumplings from last night that I haven't finished eating. I put them in a frying pan and fried them.Facing half a plate of slightly failed works, I struggled for a long time between eating and not eating, and finally gave in.Fortunately, the taste is not as cruel as I imagined, so that after I finished eating, I was still a little bit unsatisfied.

I turned off the TV, turned on the computer, Huahua was not online, I was a little unmotivated, so I looked for a few horror movies to watch.

In the evening, I was so absorbed in the blood splashed by the flying stumps and the naive living dead that I didn’t realize that I was hungry until Zhou Cheng and the little lunatic came back to make soup with love. The soul returns to reality in the overflowing fragrance.

"You two don't want to drink?" I brought up the hot soup, and saw that neither of them seemed to move their spoons.

"I brought it for you alone. Both of us have had enough to drink at home." The little lunatic hummed some folk song, and the tune was quite melodious.

I looked at it, and it shows that the situation is very optimistic.

"Her sister recognizes you?" My style has always been straight to the point.

The little lunatic didn't answer, but just smiled at me, very pleased with himself.

I turned to Zhou Cheng, who nodded generously: "That's what happened."

...Do you dare to tell me in detail what's going on with your sister!

I kept typing and asking questions until I was about to go to bed at night before I figured out the general outline.Zhou Cheng didn't officially come out to his sister, but in fact, the siblings knew each other. After all, everyone knew why Zhou Cheng went to prison, and his sister didn't know at all when he and Da Jinzi got along in prison. Now the little lunatic belongs to the third term, and looks much more harmless than the first two, so his sister made a vertical comparison, well, that's it.

I'm kind of envious and jealous, it's true.Not for the little lunatic, but for both of them.Think about it, go to jail together, get out of prison together, struggle together, eat and drink together, the two of them are now enjoying a good career and a happy life, and they couldn’t afford four bags of apples before, but now they have five generations of apples.And me?Compared with Feng Yiyi who just stepped out of prison, he only has a second-hand car key in his pocket.

Save so much money to keep the cubs!That's how the little madman always lashes out at me.

Actually not.

Money is spent to make life more enjoyable, but where is my life and what shape is it?

This night I had a bit of insomnia, I don't know if it was stimulated by Zhou Cheng's little lunatic or sister Zhou's love soup has the effect of refreshing my mind, I vaguely remember falling asleep in the middle of the night.So that when the knock on the door sounded early in the morning, I was 1 out of [-] unwilling to get up.But the two next door were more persistent than me, and they didn't move at all.Helpless, I had no choice but to struggle to get up, didn't care to put on my clothes, and walked out of the bedroom to the porch in a daze.

"Who is it..." I yawned and asked vaguely, but I didn't really expect an answer, but opened the door naturally while asking.

The world stood still.

I've imagined a million scenarios for Blossom's return, and none of them include me being disheveled and wearing only a pair of underwear.

Worst of all, I forgot that I had no clothes on.

"Back... come?" I can only think of such a sentence.

Huahua stood at the door and smiled at me, her crooked eyes were bright and beautiful.

The ecstasy came like a tsunami, I reached out and hugged him excitedly, wanting to turn around a few times!

As a result, I hugged me and didn't turn around. Then he turned around and hugged me for a few laps, and he was even happier.

Well, a man doesn't stick to trifles, it's different for everyone!

I comforted myself broad-mindedly, and was just about to shout loudly to the two people in the room to get up and pick them up, but suddenly another head popped up behind Huahua.

It was a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old, not tall, with delicate features and a clever appearance.Seeing me looking at him, I quickly stood up straight and respectfully bowed ninety degrees: "Hello, big brother!"

I took two steps back subconsciously, creating the illusion that I was the boss of the underworld.