Chapter 91 I hope you will never have to worry about being drunk
When Xiao Fei said this, Brother Da Fei scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled.
“It’s not about saving lives. When you see a kid being bullied, how can you not help? When it comes to saving lives, Xiaofei, do you still remember that time? That time when I suddenly fell to the ground while I was working. "
When Brother Xiaofei heard him mention this, he shook his head and sighed.
"It was really scary. I was counting the bricks, and when I turned my head, he fell straight to the ground. I quickly went up to pinch him and shouted for help at the top of my lungs."
Brother Da Fei raised his head and took a sip of wine and talked about how he felt at that time.
“I felt that my brain was awake at the time, but my body was numb and I couldn’t move. I didn’t think about anything else at the time. I just thought, I can die, but I can’t be disabled. If I become disabled, I will do whatever I want in the future. I can’t live anymore, but what should I do? There are seniors and juniors in my family, all relying on me.”
He said this like a joke, but Su Chengyi felt a little uncomfortable and couldn’t help but think about it. The plot in Xu Sanguan's Blood Seller.
Xu Sanguan had the same reaction after knowing that his blood could not be sold.
In the past forty years, whenever there was a disaster in his family, he could only survive it by selling his blood.
Now that his blood cannot be sold, what should we do if there is another disaster in the future?
So even though his family no longer needed him to sell blood, he still broke down and cried.
Sickness comes like a mountain falling, and sickness goes away like a silk thread. Why do you get sick when you have such a heavy responsibility on your shoulders? How dare you get sick?
"Okay, you two, two grown men are still crying when talking about this."
The voice sounded familiar. Su Chengyi looked up and saw that it was the enthusiastic aunt at the entrance of the alley.
"Isn't it that my husband was beaten to death while working on your construction site? The foreman who killed a thousand people and ran away without a penny.
I can't support both of you by myself. How can I live as a child? I only ate rotten vegetable leaves picked up from the vegetable market for half a year!”
She still has a smile on her face when she talks about these sad past events.
"Then you still got through it? Now that the children are older, they all go to the vocational high school nearby."
Speaking of this, she turned to look at the teenagers wearing the uniforms of No. 1 Middle School,
"You guys are all from key high schools and have great potential. But I think my children are also very good. It's not shameful to study in a vocational high school, right?"
A few people quickly nodded in agreement. , Han Bing said cooperatively:
“Auntie, just be healthy and safe.”
This obviously spoke to Auntie’s heart,
“Yes, that’s right. Yes, it’s good to be healthy and safe, and so are you.”
Except for Lin Tong, who had known these things for a long time, everyone else felt a little heavy.
In their daily lives, they rarely have the opportunity to come into contact with these people at the bottom of society.
So I subconsciously think that the people living here are dangerous people, people who are best avoided by pinching their noses.
After listening to them talk about these ups and downs and mixed emotions, I realized that most people in the world are the same, they are all flesh and blood and strong people.
The charcoal fire of the barbecue gradually went out, and when the evening wind blew, there was a bit of coolness.
Su Chengyi glanced at Chu Qingmian who was holding her arms next to her, took off her school uniform jacket and put it on her.
The other party was still stunned, and it took a long time before he finally said "thank you".
Su Chengyi looked at the trembling Han Bing and the unmoved Xu Yang, and couldn't help but elbow them.
".What are you doing? Oh."
Xu Yang was meditating in a rare moment. After being interrupted by Su Chengyi, he was about to have a seizure when he saw his pointing eyes and then reacted. come over.
"Do you want a coat?"
He didn't even look at Han Bing, but spoke to the air.
“No!”
Han Bing replied angrily.
Xu Yang kept saying "Don't forget it", "You will freeze to death", "No one will reimburse the medical expenses if you catch a cold", but he honestly started to take off his clothes.
Unexpectedly, Lin Zhiwan was watching the words and could not hear the sound. She could not understand the drama between the two people. She only knew that Han Bing looked cold, so she ran to the room to get a coat and put it on Han Bing.
Han Bing smiled and gestured "thank you" while rolling his eyes at Xu Yang.
Xu Yang put on the half-taken-off jacket again.
Lin Tong saw all this and was secretly amused. He pulled his sister aside and told her:
"Sister, you are not helping me."
Lin Zhiwan suddenly felt a little frightened, and Lin Tong could only explain with gestures: "It's okay, I'm just kidding." Chu Qingmian had been silent from the beginning. She didn't know what she was thinking. Su Chengyi moved the chair slightly towards her and asked:
"What's wrong with you?"
“No , I suddenly feel that the adult world is so tiring. Money, illness, life and death, each one is more terrifying than the other."
Chu Qingmian shrank her face into the collar of her school uniform, revealing only a pair of worried eyes. eyes.
"Life is unsatisfactory, that's how it is."
Su Chengyi leaned back on the chair and looked at the still twinkling starry sky.
Hearing what he said, Chu Qingmian couldn't help but sigh softly.
I don’t know if it was the catalytic effect of alcohol. She felt that once she became sentimental, she would never end it.
“Why are you thinking about these things? Your life seems to have little to do with these worries.”
Su Chengyi glanced sideways at the corners of her red eyes.
Isn’t it generally said that rich people cannot sympathize with poor people? If you don’t have money, why not rent out the spare house at home? Why not eat minced meat is in line with the understanding of most wealthy people.
“What if my family goes bankrupt tomorrow?”
Chu Qingmian said expressionlessly.
Chu Yuanjiang, who is currently negotiating business cooperation on the other side of the ocean: Sneeze! Ah sneeze!
Su Chengyi was amused by her words, sat up straight, and raised his chin at her.
“Do they look worried to you?”
Chu Qingmian looked at the adults at the table. They were changing cups and cups, making fists to cheer up, and they were all laughing happily.
Yang Liu and Uncle Gao mixed in with tea instead of wine, and they were also in high spirits.
The suffering and torture that life brings are all left behind at this time.
"If you have time to worry, it's better to eat hot pot and sleep in. The past feelings turn into wine. I hope you will be drunk forever and no longer worry."
Su Chengyi picked up the wine glass on the table and looked at Chu Qingmian. His eyes were shaking.
Chu Qingmian, who had always had a bitter look on his face, was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled and snatched the cup from his hand.
“Hey, drink less.”
Su Chengyi failed to stop her and watched helplessly as she drank a large glass.
Seeing that the atmosphere was in place, Brother Xiao Fei brought out a speaker to play songs.
The style is very old, and the paint on the outer shell is almost peeling off. I don’t know where it was an antique.
As expected, the sound quality is also extremely poor, harsh and sharp.
But it is obviously an extremely important entertainment tool on this street.
As soon as the intro came out, Su Chengyi knew which song it was.
Everyone obviously listened to this song often, and soon they started singing it randomly together under the influence of alcohol.
The tune sung by Brother Xiaofei has probably moved to his hometown in the northwest. Fortunately, I can still barely hear the voice of the original singer Priscilla Chan.
"Thousands of songs will sing in the future,
floating on my road in the distance~"
Everyone was singing their own songs, and Su Chengyi wanted to laugh.
The surroundings were so noisy that Chu Qingmian had no choice but to lean into his ear and say:
"Can you sing! I want to hear you sing this!"
Su Chengyi listened to the accompaniment and it just happened. It was put to the second chorus, so I followed her wishes and sang along in a low voice.
Su Zelang’s hometown is in the vernacular area, so Su Chengyi’s Cantonese pronunciation is very standard.
After he sang these few lines, Chu Qingmian felt that her ears were tingling all the way to her heart.
"Even if there are thousands of evening stars in the future,
brighter than the moon tonight,
they will not be as beautiful as this night,
and they will never make me appreciate it more,< br>
Because you will sing with me tonight.”
(End of this chapter)