Chapter 104 Back to the original beauty
“The son is asleep.”
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Bian An doesn’t want to change his shoes.
He slumped on the sofa and watched Li Yu wearing sunglasses and riding through the rice fields in a car. The scenery was beautiful, but he was very tired.
His wife brought the shoes over and put them on for him. “Have you eaten yet?”
Bian'an shook his head.
The wife went to the kitchen to heat up the meal.
Bian'an dragged his body to the refrigerator with his head, took a bottle of beer, and crawled back to the sofa.
He felt that he was living like a dog every day. Watching Li Yu and Teacher Wen catching rice fish in the rice fields on TV in a place that resembled his hometown, he felt that the joys and sorrows of human beings were not the same.
Biangan only thought they were noisy.
He wanted to turn off the TV, but since he had this bowl of rice, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and keep watching. Speaking of his fatigue these days, it all started from the preview of this program, so he had to keep watching.
Bian'an took a sip of wine and watched their performance with cold eyes.
Teacher Wen and the others came back from fishing. When they walked from the field to the road, the camera zoomed up, and they saw Li Qingning pushing a silver box from the intersection. There were some people behind her, who must be cameramen.
Just when he was about to drink beer again, he suddenly saw a flash of bright silver in this shot. It was the color of a suitcase. The man pulling the suitcase was squatting by the river, just blocked by the figure of a fishing man.
This shot disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Because it was a bit far away, I couldn’t see it clearly, just like an insignificant passerby.
If it were anyone else, they would definitely not be able to help but notice this scene of less than two seconds, let alone remember the figure on the edge of the screen who is only the size of a thumb and has only a back view.
Ke Bian'an sat up straight.
That is the person he misses day and night.
He can’t be wrong!
He had taken the same back photo, and his height of more than 1.85 meters and his upright posture were so memorable to him.
The most important thing is the box. In the footage, the box that the Demon King and Teacher Wen dragged when they met is also bright silver. It is a couple's box. Who else can it be besides that person!
He was looking forward to another shot like this, which would give the person his appearance. However, time passed and the figure did not appear.
The wife brought out the warm dishes and there was a fish. "My son ate half of it and left half for you."
The wife turned the fish over as she spoke. The fish was very fragrant, but his mind was not on the fish. He kept staring at the TV. My wife sat aside and watched TV, and she did not forget to say: "Tomorrow, Saturday, let's take our son to the park."
She said it was early summer and the weather was not so hot yet.
“I have something to do tomorrow.”
"What about the day after tomorrow? I have been thinking about my son for a long time. I promised him to go out to play last week, but he didn't go. Let's-"
“I also have something to do on Sunday.”
He had to take a frontal photo of that person. Now his boss, that bastard, had made it a daily pleasure to spray him, and he could always come up with new words. If Bian An couldn't take a photo for a day, he would just enjoy the day. He couldn't let that happen. That **** succeeded.
The wife was obviously unhappy, "You should give your son more time, and you don't have to clock in and out for work. You can take a errand even if you have something to do, and take some time to accompany your son for a walk in the park. You..."
Bian'an's mind was on the TV, distracted by his wife's noise beside him, and he said impatiently: "Okay, okay, stop talking, I don't want to accompany your son? I will accompany your son, where does the money come from, you go Come on, let’s go and drink the northwest wind as a family?”
Lao Wang was staring at him and wanted to grab his handle and kill him.
The wife was angry and wanted to quarrel, but when she thought that the child was asleep, her eyes became red with anger, and she slammed the door and entered the bedroom.
Looking at the empty figure beside him, Bian'an came to his senses and couldn't help but give himself a slap. Damn it, what did you just say? But he was too tired to think about it and he really had no intention of coaxing his wife.
The roast fish on the camera are all rice flowers and fish, and then I do n’t know why there is a big carp to make a braised carp.
The big devil's grilled fish is really good. She is indeed the woman who is said to be the best at eating fish. He was greedy when he saw it. He picked up the fish and took a bite of it with his chopsticks. It was very fragrant.
His wife cooks fish that is also delicious, that is—
Biangan sighed.
The guests on the show started to have dinner, and the big devil talked about the reason why she created "The Wind Rises". Then, she looked at something happily in front of the camera, "Do what I like, like what I like." People. I’m lucky enough to have both.”
Bian'an bets that that person is in the direction she is looking.
He was filled with resentment. This program was so incapable of playing with traffic that even a fleeting scene could be given.
That way he can also do business.
The big devil tucked his messy hair behind his ears, "I chased him on campus."
Bian'an thought this was going to talk about their love history, and he might be able to use this thread to dig deeper, but who knew that the topic would come to an end, and then he would talk about "Half Sugar Ring".
Bian An also used "Half Sugar Ring" when he proposed, and his wife sang "Half Sugar Ring" very nicely.
He looked at the bedroom door again, wondering if he should go in and bear the thorn bush to plead guilty.
He also wanted to listen to her "Bantang Ring" and wanted to tell her that her favorite song was not that her mother didn't like it, but that the process of creating it was too difficult and she didn't want to go through it again. Just like their current child, they love him very much but don't want to go through it again. This child suffered from hypoxia when he was born and was sent to the neonatal department incubator. The doctor also said that in severe cases, he may have cerebral palsy.
Bian'an cried at that time, and burst into tears when he paid his son's dues.
He prayed to various gods that he had never believed in before. He only wanted his son to be healthy. He asked for nothing, as long as he was healthy and lived a healthy life.
It turned out that after many tests, it was a false alarm.
“唔唔唔.”
The sweet guitar sound sounded.
The Big Devil is holding a guitar and sitting in front of the camera. Under the dim yellow light, there are rice fields and scarecrows behind him, as well as the wind and the chirping of insects that bring the fragrance of rice. Her unique voice sounded, and for a moment everything was silent inside and outside the camera. "If you have too many complaints about this world...please turn on the TV and see how many people are trying to live bravely..."
The devil's voice is somewhat leisurely in its magnetism, which makes people feel like sitting in front of the door to enjoy the cool air on a summer evening, eating watermelon and chatting with neighbors. It takes people away from reality and puts them in a world. The fragrance of rice, the clear water canals, and other Zen-like and beautiful worlds conveyed a warm, fresh and warm picture, which instantly healed his tired heart, especially those lyrics, which touched his heart. , making his hand holding the beer stop.
He looked at the big devil with red eyes.
“Remember you said that home is the only castle, with the fragrance of rice, the river continues to run..."
He remembered his favorite rainy day as a child. The so-called happiness, for him, is when his parents can't work, they stay under the roof together, and the family is neat and happy.
It’s not possible without money, but it’s also impossible without these memories. You can have both.
It could have been.
He looked at the street lights outside the window, and the lights became blurry.
In the camera, the big devil raised his head, smiled charmingly, and said to Bian An in front of the camera: "Smile, success and fame are not the goal, making yourself happy is the meaning..."
The bedroom door opened.
His wife walked out angrily. After seeing his red eyes, her heart softened and her anger disappeared. She sat next to him, "Resign, don't work under Lao Wang, you fought so hard back then, he won't make it easy for you."
Bian An’s previous writing was good.
“You can take photos and write text. It’s okay to write a public account or a self-media account.”
She doesn’t even mind returning to second- and third-tier cities. She just wants her family to live in harmony. When her son was delivered to the incubator, Bian An lied to her that he had high jaundice and that he would be cured by taking a photo. She believed him. Then one day, her mother said that while taking a brain CT scan of her child, Bian An was squatting behind the machine and huddled up.
"good."
Bian'an hugged his wife.
The big devil on TV told him, "Don't cry, let the fireflies take you away, country songs, eternal support, go home, return to the original beauty..."
He wanted to thank the big devil and hoped that she and the kind boy could stay happy forever.
Then, he saw that the program on TV was broadcast to the next day, the door was slightly opened, and the ugly dog ran out. At that moment, half of a man's body appeared at the door and disappeared in a flash.
It's him.
The camera next cuts to a dog and a goose looking at each other.
Bian'an smiled.
The title of his public account is, "The dog food hidden in "Longing for Life"".
(End of this chapter)