Chapter 233: No Destruction, No Establishment
It can be said that from this moment on, Ning Weimin’s good mood for the New Year was completely ruined.
In fact, I called someone at home, took off my coat and suit, put on a comfortable cotton-padded jacket, and washed my hands.
Whether he was chatting with Kang Shude about homely matters or using chopsticks in front of a large table of sumptuous New Year dishes, Ning Weimin seemed a little absent-minded.
Maybe it’s because today is so special.
The misery of Aunt Luo and Luo Guangliang always lingered in his mind, making him uneasy.
The wine tasted no longer in my mouth, and the food tasted bland and unappetizing. It felt a bit awkward no matter how I stayed there.
As a result, Kang Shude was a little unhappy because of this.
This old man not only misunderstood that his apprentice had a high mouth, but now he is not used to eating home-cooked food.
And I also feel that chatting with Ning Weimin today is like playing the piano to a cow.
So the more I eat this meal, the less interesting it becomes.
In less than half an hour, the young and old all finished their New Year’s Eve dinner and put down their rice bowls.
Kang Shude was too lazy to talk about the Chinese New Year allusions and anecdotes from the old days, so he simply turned on the big color TV and watched it.
As for Ning Weimin, because the old man had something to say beforehand, he had no intention of explaining anything to his master.
He was afraid of being scolded again for speaking his mind.
Just like that, Kang Shude was watching TV with a tea cup, and Ning Weimin was smoking a small cigarette, reading books and newspapers.
On New Year's Eve this year, they spent an extremely quiet time, even more boring than usual.
Except for a banquet table with little food left, waiting for dumplings to be cooked at midnight, there was no other major feature in the room.
But the turning point of things happened at this time.
You know, men like to drain their kidneys after drinking. Ning Weimin has no problem with holding back his urine.
Feeling anxious, he put a small cigarette in his mouth, took a flashlight and walked out, using the flashlight in the snow to go to the alley toilet to urinate.
Speaking of which, this was also a characteristic of life back then.
Due to poor municipal lighting equipment, the total number of telephone poles in the alley is equivalent to a few low-wattage light bulbs.
Not to mention that the bathroom lights are often broken by naughty children with stones.
So flashlights have become necessary equipment for residents living in hutongs to travel at night.
However, what he didn't expect was that when Ning Weimin passed by the Luo family's door, the scene of the Luo family made him unavoidably entangled.
Don’t look at it. According to the custom of the year, the lights in all the rooms of the Luo family are on today.
But unlike the Mi family and the Bian family, no matter which room in the Luo family, without exception, it was quiet.
Let alone Luo Guangliang, who was huddled on the wire bed in the small kitchen with his head covered.
The key is that there was no sound in the room where the Luo family had their reunion dinner.
Apart from the occasional babble of children, the only thing that could be heard was the sound of a radio program - crosstalk actor Jiang Kun was singing "Little Son Lang" loudly in the Luo family's chat box.
Needless to say, under such circumstances, the performance of this cross talk joke and song has no sense of humor.
Whether it was the laughter of the crowd in the background recording or the "flash thunder" exploding in the sky outside the alley, the scene in the Luo family was made particularly desolate.
Especially the sentence in Ge'er, "If you are not educated, you will not be able to see your parents."
Even Ning Weimin felt like crying when he heard it.
He really didn't understand what Master Luo wanted to prove by going so far as to kill his relatives.
He didn't believe that Master Luo could not feel pain by treating his own son like this.
This Master Luo is so generous!
Face is more important than the blood relationship of his family.
Perhaps even he himself doesn’t know who he is competing with and why.
What a pity for the whole family, spending the Chinese New Year like this...
Shaking his head and sighing, Ning Weimin peed.
Of course, I have to come back after urinating, and I still have to pass by Luo’s house.
Ning Weimin felt a little regretful about going to the toilet at this time.
When he entered the hospital, he muttered.
I thought it would be better to be incompetent and not leave the hospital at all. I would just go under the wall. Why do I have to run out and go through all this trouble! He can't see this!
It’s as uncomfortable as if such a tragedy happened to me...
Don’t mention it, just as Ning Weimin passed by the Luo family’s small kitchen again , finally parting ways with the oppressive atmosphere of the Luo family.
A string of "night pearls" suddenly appeared in the sky.
Looking at the fireworks flashing in the sky, I don't know what's going on.
Ning Weimin suddenly had a good idea that seemed to be able to solve the problem.
It can be said that it was a sudden inspiration.
This made him stunned for a moment.
Just as the colorful lights flashed across his face, he thought over the idea in his heart again.
Finally settling on this idea only made things better.
I can probably handle it, and there should be no side effects.
So I looked at the surrounding environment and turned off the flashlight in my hand.
He quietly and quietly retreated.
I didn’t stop until I reached the window of Luo’s small kitchen.
Then he worked hard, rounded the flashlight in his hand, and threw it towards the glass window of the Luo family's small kitchen resolutely and decisively!
“A crash!”
With this smash, the glass window shattered!
Is there anything else that is not shocking?
Not to mention Luo Guangliang on the bed was shocked, he suddenly jumped up!
Even in the main room of the Luo family, the child burst into tears.
Master Luo and Luo Guangsheng, father and son, opened the door one after another and ran out!
At this time, as for Ning Weimin, it was better for him to get up from the ground in a pretentious manner.
While patting the "unnecessary" snow on his body, he was still acting with his teeth bared.
“Good guy, this fall knocked me down! This big horse fell down!”
"Ouch! Look at what a fuss this is! Why did you smash the window of your house!"
"Accident, purely accidental! I drank a little, and the ground was too slippery! A Somersault, the flashlight actually flew out!"
"Is he okay? Guang Liang, you're not hurt, are you? Hey, I hope you're okay..."
"I'm sorry. ! Don’t worry, I’ll pay for everything.”
“It’s just the Spring Festival, and the glass shop will be like this a few days later. The cold wind is so strong that we can’t live in it!”
"I'm talking about Master Luo, Brother Luo, do you think it's better to let Guang Liang live at home? Or let him go to my place to make things happen?"
"This is all up to me. Master Luo You have a lot of money, don’t be angry, I’m not really trying to cause trouble for you during the New Year.”
“If we don’t break it, we’ll be safe every year! I promise to repair it and make it whole again.”
Facing the Luo family members in front of him, Ning Weimin's face was full of apologies!
I spoke sincerely and remorsefully, with the auspicious words in my stomach coming one after another, which was smoother than a cross talk.
On the other hand, the three men of the Luo family are just like clay and wood sculptures. I don't know whether they are stupid by seeing or hearing.
Anyway, my brain just can’t get around this detour.
Forget about responding, these three men’s eyes were frozen.
No one could have imagined that such a drama would happen during the Chinese New Year.
What finally broke the deadlock was a cough from Aunt Bian.
The old lady was also alarmed, and went out to have a look.
The director of the neighborhood committee came all the way to ask.
"I said, what did you say, and what happened?"
(End of this chapter)