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Chapter 373

The study committee member opened and closed his mouth slightly and planned to ask something, but after thinking about it, he turned back to his face and pursed a reassuring smile on his lips.

Yes, why ask.

If he didn't understand her, he couldn't let her fall to this day.

"That man... You know, he had nothing to do with our family when he was very young..."

The learning committee member opened his lips gently and spoke slowly. Lin Xiaoxian said, of course, he had known this brief information in their private conversation for a long time.

Lin Xiaoxian slowed down, let the distance between them and the mothers and daughters in front be a little farther, spread her shoulder a little, and guided her weak arm around her waist.

Just like the old husband and wife walking in the afterglow, they are deeply warm and slightly sweet. Every time the learning committee members open their hearts, Lin Xiaoxian always wants to find some ways so that she can confide to herself comfortably and without scruples.

"... it's been a long time. I remember that Xiaofeng liked to play with the wound frog toy at that time. Every time I secretly turned his winding upside down, I complained to the woman that my brother broke the toy. Then she hit his palm with chopsticks and gave me a 50 cents report fee... Since then, I almost got a chance to get his toy..."

Lin Xiaoxian laughed and rubbed her head with his nose:

"So you were so rude when you were a child?"

"Shut up, it's good to talk about me..." the study committee member scolded him. "You were not a person when you were a child. You were lecherous since childhood and lifted other people's little girl's skirt..."

"Nonsense! Slander! Where's the evidence! "

Lin Xiaoxian denied his black history, but the study committee members can clearly remember:

"Isn't there evidence in the photo album you sent Xiaoyan last Christmas?"

"Uh... She... Showed you, too?"

Lin Xiaoxian scratched his head. He remembered that Zhou Jia sat with herself and didn't sit at Gu Xiaoyan's table, so it was only possible that Gu Xiaoyan shared it with his best friend later.

Well... But it's nothing to share an album with a best friend who can share a boyfriend.

Lin Xiaoxian was moved by the study committee member and his childhood friend.

……

"... my brother and I were not in school at that time. My father was doing business. He was a small fruit shop and sold some non-staple food. Because the location was good, the income was still very good at that time..."

At that time, the Zhou family, not to mention how rich they were, could at least bring up their two children with dignity.

Father Zhou Aimin even made plans to let the children study abroad in high school.

Like many traditional families in Chengdu, Zhou Jia's father Zhou Aimin always handed over the family income to his wife for management. Zhou Jia's mother came from accounting, which is also a "professional counterpart".

But just when the family's life seemed to be booming, one day, her mother suddenly closed the door and talked with her father for a long time. She also quarreled for a long time. Zhou Jia, who built blocks with her brother in the living room, only vaguely heard a few words.

What "dealer".

What "rolling profits".

……

In fact, they are all words Zhou Jia doesn't understand. The only thing he can understand is "sorry", which has been repeated many times.

After that, the young Zhou Jia could not understand.

She just moved with her parents and brother blankly, looked blankly at the mahogany furniture replaced with plywood, and looked blankly at the shrimp that she loved to eat no longer appeared on the dinner table.

Finally, I saw a piece of "Wangpu for sale" pasted on the rolling shutter door of my fruit shop.

"Dad, why don't we sell apples?"

Compared with the shop, the ignorant little girl is more concerned about the fruits she likes to eat.

"Because business is not very good..."

"What about Hami melon?"

"No more."

"What about... What about oranges? Not for sale? "

……

That evening, Zhou Aimin did not answer his daughter's question.

After that day, the air at home was no longer as noisy and cheerful as before.

……

The atmosphere of daily life is haunted by a thin layer of haze. Although the father still brings some cheap gadgets to the children from time to time, the younger brother still laughs foolishly with a runny nose.

But Zhou Jia obviously felt that her mother no longer liked to laugh and her temper was getting worse and worse.

Zhou Jia didn't dare to break her brother's toy again, not because she couldn't get the report fee anymore, but because her mother replaced the beater's chopsticks with rattan and then steel ruler.

Study committee members don't like to use steel ruler at school. They think it's too cold to touch.

After that day, she gradually knew that what could be colder was the woman's heart called "mother".

……

When his family fell to the bottom of the valley, his father found a job as a milkman with the help of a little contacts he had accumulated when he opened the store.

Even at that time, it was a job that was almost extinct. Zhou Jia often heard his father clattering his abacus on the tea table at night, saying "not enough" and "not enough".

So, after two months of hard work, Zhou Aimin changed his job and began to work under a boss who sold floor tiles and wall tiles.

Zhou Aimin is steadfast and willing to work and can bear hardships. Although the conditions at home are much worse than before, he still frugally kept the family running, and discussed working together with his mother another night.

As for the children, Zhou Jia's grandparents left early. Zhou Aimin wanted to bring his father-in-law and mother-in-law to live in Chengdu from the countryside, so as to help take care of them when the couple worked.

In this way, one weekend, Zhou Aimin followed his boss to work as usual, and his mother took 200 yuan back to her hometown.

But no one thought that the woman had broken off contact with her family.

Zhou Aimin, who thought his wife was missing, anxiously called the police 24 hours later and received an absurd message half a month later:

The woman did not go missing, but returned home with a rich man who made a fortune from fishing. The family and the other party even agreed to get married directly next month.

The reason why I can know the news is because of a letter she sent.

The letter is full of sorry and her grievances.

She couldn't stand the serious decline in the quality of life and didn't want to spend the last few years of her precious youth so rough and disgraceful.

She doesn't want to work for others, she doesn't want to see other people's faces, and she doesn't want to. About the previous quarrel,

Although the study committee members did not know many words at that time, they still remember the perfunctory handwriting on the letter, which was messy and scribbled.

The only formal writing is the divorce agreement.

Zhou Jia will never forget that one afternoon, his father smoked the first and only cigarette in his life on the sofa. After the cigarette went out, he said nothing. He just grabbed his right wrist and didn't let his fingers tremble too much. Finally, after signing his own words on the divorce agreement, he went to the balcony and made a long phone call.

That night, Zhou Jia slept heavily and dreamed of a woman talking.

Later, she learned that the woman came back overnight after the phone call.

When she woke up the next day, Zhou Jia saw an orange on the bedside table.

She didn't see her father or the woman until Zhou Aimin came back in the afternoon and cooked a simple dinner.

"Dad, mom gave me an orange. Do you want to eat it?"

Zhou Aimin was silent for a long time, and finally answered an irrelevant sentence:

"Dad will raise you later."

At that time, Zhou Jia didn't know the meaning of this sentence. He only remembered that in the next few weeks, he could see his father's eyes red and swollen every morning.

……

"... then it was probably the fifth grade. He suddenly lost a good job, which was just the last time to pay off his debt... The law and order in those years was no better than now. Soon there were three people in black at home. After he was sent away, Dad went away..."

Zhou Jia's tone has always been very flat. Although the past is bitter, it has passed after all. Especially when talking to Lin Xiaoxian, her mood is particularly calm:

"... then I remembered that he must have put down his face to find the woman and her new family and paid off the last sum of money. It was after that that that our family started again and slowly got better... "

Lin Xiaoxian frowned:

"No, that's more than... Cough... The woman owes money herself, and she still pays it back after she follows the local tyrant?"

"Well, because she manages the money in our family, but it's not like that in others..."

i see.

Lin Xiaoxian sneered and wanted to say something to comment on, but on second thought, there are many more outrageous things in the world of mortals. The broken things that have passed for so long will be thrown into the garbage of time. Don't flip them out again.

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Unknowingly, the playground also turned three or four times. Lin Xiaoxian raised his eyes and looked through the students. It was fun for the two mother and daughter in front to talk as they had just started.

Of course, the girls are not as chatty as Lin Xiaoxian, so Lin Xiaoxian loved to see the precious picture of the two mothers living in harmony.

He took out his mobile phone and photographed this precious historical moment. I don't know where he took out an orange.

"Here you are."

Lin Xiaoxian handed it to the study committee. The study committee stared at him with confused eyes.

"Hey, hey, just kidding. I'll peel it and give it to you."

Lin Xiaoxian pulled the orange away from the study committee and muttered as he peeled it:

"Jiabao can drink orange juice, so he doesn't reject oranges, but hates the sour and bitter smell of orange peel..."

This is the truth, and it is also the key point that the study committee members don't like oranges.

"Here..."

When the orange was peeled, Lin Xiaoxian handed it to Zhou Jia again. Zhou Jia took off a piece, bit a little delicately, and then frowned slightly.

Orange juice is sweetened. For study committee members, of course, it still tastes softer than natural oranges.

"I'll teach you. As long as you're like me, it's not sour or bitter at all."

Lin Xiaoxian smiled, took the orange back, and began to pull off the white tendons on the orange one by one, falling off like a spider web.

"So it won't be bitter, and then sour..."

Lin Xiaoxian separated a flap and tore off the transparent film covering the orange meat like a grapefruit flap.

"Well, ah -"

The study committee member looked around and opened his mouth slightly red.

"Does it taste very close to orange juice?"

"Well, it's not sour at all!"

Jia Baobao was shocked by the world, and after eating the oranges in a single flap, he make complaints about it.

"But it's so delicate. It's very troublesome."

"It's no trouble. It's as simple as pulling shrimp strings."

Is it easy to draw shrimp line?

Study committee members like to eat shrimp, but they never think it is easy to draw shrimp line.

Maybe she's stupid. She hasn't been so far anyway.

"In fact, eating a perfect orange is the same as living a happy life, but the bitterness stirred in life is much more difficult to peel..."

The study committee member was stunned and smiled. His white and beautiful face was bright and beautiful:

"Lin Xiaoxian, you just want to tell me this... If you have this ability, just roll out reading comprehension questions for the college entrance examination."

Lin Xiaoxian shook his head in disdain, stopped, took the study committee member's hand and kissed her warm and tender palm:

"I don't know if I have the ability to make questions, but I still have the ability to peel oranges for you all your life."

"You... You..."

The study committee member felt that Lin Xiaoxian would start bullying her again, otherwise his heart would not beat so fast and his breathing would not be so flustered.

"Jia, I love you."

"... eh?"

On the playground, in the sunset, the wet lips of the study committee member were sealed by the warm breath. As soon as the body was soft, the light exhortation of the nasal cavity affected the sweetness of the first line in his heart. The hands nervously grasping his sleeves began to loosen a little, slide up a little, and then put a little ring around his neck