Wear it in the past

He Yige opened the door and saw a mess of wine bottles and leftovers on the table.

Moreover, the room was filled with a sour smell and a faint smell of alcohol caused by depression.

The unpleasant smell made him frowned, then rolled up his sleeves and started cleaning the house.

Water the aloe vera.

Beat the dust.

Clean the floor and tables and chairs.

In addition to the wine bottles, there is still dust accumulated in the past two days on the ground. There are not many household items in the house, so it won't take long to clean it up.

After everything returned to normal, He Yige washed his face, changed his clothes, and boiled water.

Wang Xiaoxu was watching TV in the room, when he heard a noise from above, he straightened up suddenly and muted the TV.

After confirming that there was movement in the room of He Yige's house, Wang Xiaoxu dragged on his shoes and rushed out.

"Where are you going?" Aunt Wang poked her head out of the room and shouted at her son's back.

"I'll go upstairs to see if Yi Ge is back!"

Hearing this, Aunt Wang was taken aback, thinking of He Dalong's behavior these two days, she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy again.

I thought that Yige's father finally stopped being deserted like before, didn't drink or gamble, knew how to plan for the future of the child, and lived a good life.

Who knows, just a few days...

"Hey, what crime did this kid do in his previous life to have such a father?" He shook his head.

As soon as Wang Xiaoxu walked into the yard, he saw He Dalong coming in from outside.

The two met face to face, Wang Xiaoxu, as a junior, didn't greet each other, and went upstairs first with a snort.

He Dalong didn't care about being so shamelessly despised by this half-sized boy, touched his nose, and followed behind.

Wang Xiaoxu is at the age of life and vitality, and he walks fast.

When He Dalong came in, he was already sitting on the small square table with his legs crossed and started asking questions.

Ask He Yige where he has been these two days, why is there no one around, is he sick...

Teacher, I will ask for leave for you.

He Yige listened quietly, with his usual expression, and poured Wang Xiaoxu a glass of boiled water with the freshly boiled hot water.

Steam rose from the cup, Wang Xiaoxu saw him bring the tea, and quickly moved his butt onto the stool.

At this time, He Dalong stood at the door, speaking unnaturally, and opened his mouth.

"Yige, you're back~"

He Dalong's hair was disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot from staying up late playing mahjong with his co-workers, and he looked gloomy. He was nearly 40 years old, and he didn't look like that at all, he looked very old.

He Yige turned around and put the trash outside the door, hummed, it was an answer

"How did you come back?" He Dalong asked tentatively without entering the room.

He Yige heard He Dalong's question, and looked up at He Dalong who seemed very hesitant.

He Dalong didn't hear the answer, he was anxious and puzzled, but with outsiders around, he couldn't explain his doubts directly, so he stood aside in embarrassment.

While surprised at He Dalong's mild taste, Wang Xiaoxu looked at He Yige with his eyes, making sure that he was all right, and then he relaxed and said, "What's the matter with you these days? Are you feeling unwell? You didn't go to school, and you didn't go home. I didn't see a shadow." After saying these words, he looked at He Dalong unconsciously.

He Dalong was afraid that the neighbors would find out about this matter, and he would continue to live here, doing such shameless things, how would he live on in the future?If rumors spread to the place of work, you may even lose your job.

He has been counting on the salary of several thousand yuan a month to live.

He took out his cigarette and squatted in the corridor outside to smoke, while the two younger ones chatted in the room, holding his breath quietly to eavesdrop on the chat from time to time.

Not only Wang Xiaoxu's mother was disappointed with He Dalong, but all the people around would sigh a few times when they saw He Dalong's return to the original virtue, but more people were wondering why he didn't see He Yige, and some even speculated whether it was The child ran away from home?

After all, it's other people's housework, so it's not easy to ask in depth. Most of them just ask a few casual questions, but He Dalong prevaricates them with: "The child went to play with relatives".

Finally, when Wang Xiaoxu came downstairs, there were cigarette butts all over He Dalong's feet.

He walked into the room not very well, and looked at his son standing alone drinking water.

No one spoke, the atmosphere was weird, and I always felt that the momentum of the two people had changed.

"Yige, how have you been these two days?" He Dalong asked pretendingly, sat on the stool, picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

Fake appearance, look free.

Although He Yige didn't quite know the whole story, he knew it was a chilling thing. If the person standing here was his real son, how would the boy react?

Thinking of this, He Yige paused when he put the cup down.

He didn't really want to talk to He Dalong, but when he heard He Dalong's words, he just gave him a cold look.

It is rare for He Yige to show emotion, this glance is like an ice knife, cutting He Dalong's mask of love that was trying to pretend to be full of holes.

Seeing his son's almost indifferent eyes, He Dalong didn't know how to react.

stunned.

And when he regained consciousness, He Yige had already gone out with the trash.

He Dalong couldn't explain why he felt guilty, he took out a cigarette with trembling hands, lit it, and took a few puffs violently to stabilize his emotions. He couldn't figure out why his always cowardly son would have such a cold and strange look The eyes, could it be that Liu Ye really took a fancy to him?

To take revenge on yourself?

Thinking of this, He Dalong felt cold for a while.

He suddenly remembered the way he treated his son in the past...

The more I think about it, the more afraid I become.

He was sitting on pins and needles, and after a while, the small room was filled with smoke, and the smell of smoke was choking.

He Dalong suddenly threw the cigarette butt angrily, thinking that he was thinking too much.

It must be thinking too much.

In his cognition, his son has never dared to fight against himself, and if he borrowed ten courage, he would not dare to ask others to take revenge on him, not to mention, even if he climbed into bed, he would be a fucked person, whore with her How much ability can a son-in-law have?Besides, maybe he ran back by himself.

If he really came back secretly, wouldn't it be a great achievement to send him back in person?

The more He Dalong thought about it, the more complacent he became, and finally he felt relieved.

I feel that we should observe for a while, and we can't get confused.

In the next few days, He Yige went to and from school as usual, and his work and rest were the same as before, and he didn't show anything wrong at all.

This made He Dalong confused, and wanted to go to Ma Qiang to find out what was going on, but he didn't have the guts to give up.

And He Yige turned a blind eye to the sneakiness shown by He Dalong, and responded more than before. Now he is basically just two strangers living under the same roof.

However, it seems that they are indeed strangers...

"Your mother." Wang Xiaoxu thought for a while and said, "In my memory, she is a pretty and gentle person." After finishing speaking, he looked at He Yige and asked hesitantly, "Well, do you blame her? Well, it's your mother. ..."

He Yige knew what he wanted to ask.

After setting up the clothes, the water droplets on the clothes dripped down, and soon the ground under the clothes was wet. He pressed the clothesline with both hands, looked at Wang Xiaoxu, and nodded.

He should be complaining, right?

Otherwise, why would the boy's obsession to find her be so deep.

It is because of too much resentment that I want to find her and ask her why, leaving me alone.

Wang Xiaoxu patted He Yige's shoulder: "Anyway, she is also your mother. Your father, I really don't like it, I always think your mother is right! I don't know the details, after all, we were young at that time , what can you know? I’ll help you ask my mother later.”

He Dalong was not at home, so He Yige cooked a bowl of noodles by himself at noon.

Because He Dalong's bad habits are hard to change, the neighbors in the neighborhood are very angry. Many uncles and aunts feel sorry for such a half-child, and are afraid that his bastard father will make the children hungry and full. Even if there are old clothes, they have to be washed before they are worn by He Yige.

This kind of life continued until He Yige found a job as a sparring partner in a martial arts gym and finally managed to reject others' kindness.

It is said to be a sparring partner, but it is actually beaten.

Originally, with He Yige's stature, it might not be necessary for others to be sparring partners, but this martial arts gym is very busy on weekends, and the number of sparring partners who are purely beaten is not willing to do it. All crooked melons and dates have been recruited.

The curator of the martial arts gym stared dissatisfiedly when he saw that the supervisor in charge of recruiting brought He Yige in, meaning that such a thin person was also hired?Are your eyes covered with cow dung?

The supervisor seemed to have expected the expression of the curator, so he calmly showed the curator three wooden boards that were not mixed with water, and then leaned into his ear and said something.

After the curator heard this, he lingered on He Yige with a strange expression for a few seconds.

"Then try first"

This test left it straight away, since He Yige was still in school, and the martial arts gym was really only busy on weekends, um, it was more for the sake of saving money and not spending unnecessary money.

It was decided on the spot that He Yige only needed to come to the martial arts gym for two days on weekends as a sparring partner, and he only had one lunch, which would be four hundred and five a month.

Both parties expressed no objection.

The fulfilling and peaceful life makes He Yige not think about what is there for now.

……

At least it shows that life seems to be peaceful and ordinary.