these years

This morning was no different.For the sake of health, the whole family has to get up early in the morning. Qiao Ruizhu does his winter vacation homework, Qiao Weidong feeds the goldfish in the garden, and Wang Lijun practices yoga following the TV. Grinning his teeth, panting.He practiced and practiced, but finally gave up halfway, fell down on the yoga mat and played with his mobile phone, forgetting all the perseverance that he practiced in winter and summer.

Qiao Weidong happened to enter the house from the garden. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help laughing: "Is this how you exercise? Playing with your phone on the yoga mat?"

Wang Lijun lay flat on the ground, held up his mobile phone, plausibly said: "It is healthier to play with mobile phones on the yoga mat..." He frowned as he spoke. Some explanations.The blogger said that Christian did not die on the cruise ship alone, but also a young man in his twenties who died with him.It is said that the man has a handsome face. He first worked as a policeman with a gun, and later became Christian's martial arts stand-in. Christian cherished him very much, and the two were always inseparable.

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Wang Lijun was so angry that he picked up the phone and wanted to refute, but just after typing a word, he put down the phone helplessly—he forgot that he had been blocked a long time ago.

Reluctant to helpless, she had to work hard, Wang Lijun put down her mobile phone, followed the TV and did it for a while, and finally finished the remaining few sessions.On the TV, the woman chanted, "Four, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight." As soon as the eight beeps landed, he swished it up, ran to the French window, and pretended to explain the topic to Qiao Ruizhu.

Qiao Weidong is making salad at the counter next to him.Holding the kitchen knife in his hand, he cut the lettuce and asked, "Are the answers you told him right? If you don't understand, don't tell him nonsense. This homework is due at the beginning of school, and the teacher will check and grade it." Yes, his grades are bad enough now, if you hold him back, be careful and fire him directly."

Wang Lijun said "ah", he put down the exercise book and said to Qiao Ruizhu, "I didn't realize that your grades are so bad? I thought you were very smart."

Qiao Weidong put the knife aside: "Smart fart! The grades are very stable, and I will always be the last one."

Wang Lijun spread his hands together: "No one can blame it, it is mainly because you inherited it."

Qiao Weidong got excited: "How dare you criticize me? You don't even have a high school diploma, how dare you mock me as a university professor?"

Wang Lijun raised his eyes and retorted a few words. After a few rounds, the two were tied, and the two fought again.

Qiao Ruizhu's ears were callused, he picked up the exercise book, turned around and went up to the second floor.How should I put it, the biggest reason why he doesn't like to talk is that he is too annoying.He went straight back to his room, the room of Brother Gan. He had lived here for more than two months.

Chen Li drove the locomotive all the way up the mountain.It's not easy to take a short vacation. He wants to take advantage of the vacation to go home and rest, and visit Wang Lijun by the way.But when he was almost at the door of his house, he saw that the police force blocked the Fenli path.A female mounted policeman stopped him, saluted neatly, and asked him to show his ID card.

Chen Li took out her ID card from her trouser pocket, and asked, "Madam, what's so exciting?" When he said this, his heart sank, and he hurriedly asked, "Is it my daddy's business?"

The female policeman took over the ID card check and said, "Your daddy is on the sidelines?"

Chen Li said, "It's Wang Lijun."

The female policeman smiled: "Are you Junye's son? ——Nothing, nothing, we're here to pull people back to the police station, and it has nothing to do with you, daddy."

The male policeman asked, "Who is it?" The female policeman leaned over, quietly handed the ID card to the man, and said in a low voice, "Wang Lijun is so handsome."

The male policeman looked at him and readily agreed.The female policeman and the male policeman bumped shoulders and looked at each other with a smile.

The female policeman turned around and returned her ID card to Chen Li: "Thank you for your cooperation, it's time to go."

Chen Li said thank you, took back her ID card, and was about to start the car, but was stopped by the policewoman again.

"Zhong You!" The female policeman seemed a little shy, "Can I talk to your daddy, I like him so much... I watched him act for a while, and felt that his job was so prestige, so I became a police officer at IKEA—"

The group of policemen blocking the road also booed: "We are all connected! I love Wang Lijun!" The female policeman got angry and waved her hands in the air desperately, breaking up their teasing.

Chen Li smiled and said sincerely: "Definitely, definitely." After speaking, he started the car and took a detour to go home.

When he entered the house, Chen Li was deeply shocked - he had only left home for more than two months, and the palace had been completely remodeled, floor-to-ceiling windows were newly installed, and the sun was shining brightly.Kuang invited many more servants, and an elderly maid came and said with a smile, welcome to the young master - she hadn't figured out the name of this house yet, and she didn't know that only Wang Lijun was the only young master.But Chen Li didn't care about it, he just looked at the house, it was so lively and warm, it reminded people of the happy family in the insurance advertisement, the only shortcoming was the lack of a hostess.

Chen Li's thoughts were quickly interrupted because he saw Qiao Weidong standing by the counter and waved happily at himself.

Chen Li handed over the helmet and luggage to the servant, then went to the sink and poured himself a glass of water.After drinking a glass of cold water, he suddenly felt that his tongue was saved and his heart and lungs were relaxed.

Qiao Weidong was speechless when he saw him pouring cold water directly. He said, "In such a cold day, don't drink cold water all the time. It's not good for your lungs."

Chen Li curled her lips: "Got it." At the same time, he looked at Wang Lijun out of the corner of his eye, wanting to see what his father had to say about it.And Wang Lijun was leaning on the glass and flipping through some books. Hearing Qiao Weidong's health-preserving remarks, he couldn't help but nodded frequently: "Yes, we must pay attention to our health, otherwise we will lose our money."

Qiao Weidong frowned: "Little Li'er finally came back, can you say something auspicious?"

Wang Lijun closed the book with a "snap" and pretended to smile: "Auspicious words? Okay. Warm days, warm blessings, every year today, Qiao Weidong and his family wish you well—" Before he finished speaking, he Qiao Weidong rushed forward and covered his mouth.

Qiao Weidong covered his mouth and looked at Chen Li's face. He didn't want to lose face with his son.

Chen Li wanted to laugh, but held back, he just raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and turned his head to the side, pretending that it wasn't funny.He turned his head to look out the window, and accidentally saw a seal on the mansion next door, and police officers coming and going, it should be the former superintendent Lin Junrong's home.

He asked suspiciously, "What's going on next door? Who did something wrong again?"

Wang Lijun struggled away. He jumped into the sofa and grabbed the pillow as a shield to show resistance.At this moment, he grabbed the pillow and was stunned for a moment before he said, "It's okay if you don't say anything, but once you say this——Lin Junrong, he's almost retired after a long time, but it turned out that he had taken bribes two days ago, maybe I did something for the underworld, and then I was arrested again. I heard that this case was handled by the ICAC and the Economic Crime Division, and it was a big deal."

Qiao Weidong's tone was quite regrettable: "It's a pity, it won't be guaranteed for the evening."

Wang Lijun scratched him: "Your three views are not correct, what a pity."

Qiao Weidong said: "I'm not speaking for criminals, I am, from the neighbor's point of view...Little Lier, you are right!"

Chen Li nodded thoughtfully, but her mind was blank. This conversation was completely meaningless, it was just a father-son conversation.When Chen Li was silent, a child came down from the second floor. He stood on the stairs, staring blankly at the people below. When he saw Chen Li, he raised his hand and waved it foolishly.

They ate a healthy dinner that night, pretended to be harmonious and happy, and sat down to watch TV together.Helplessly, Hong Kong TV is too ugly nowadays. Before nine o'clock at night, they booed everywhere, fled one after another, and went back to their respective rooms.

It was still early in the room, Qiao Weidong felt bored, so he searched around.This bedroom was originally used as a utility room, and it was full of objects that Wang Lijun played with once and then left unused.After rummaging through boxes and cabinets, he finally found an old-fashioned portable tape player, and found a cassette in the bedside drawer.The tape was pushed in, and the music sounded, still an American country melody.

The tape is very old, and the words and sentences have long been unclear. Only some good words and sentences can be heard: galloping, carefree and wonderful.The song is so joyful that it makes people forget their troubles.Qiao Weidong sat on the edge of the bed, listening to the song, nodding unconsciously, lost in thought for a while.In fact, he has always yearned for the life in country songs: driving on his hometown road, running all the way, singing and dancing, life is always sunny.He couldn't help but feel that Chinese people are too unhappy, lack freedom, and carry forward with heavy burdens all their lives.

"Qiao Weidong, Qiao Weidong!" Qiao Weidong heard someone calling him, so he turned down the music and followed the sound to look around—it was Wang Lijun.So Qiao Weidong walked up to the balcony and saw Wang Lijun lying on the iron railing next door, his nightgown was blown up by the wind, and he was rattling.

Wang Lijun asked with a smile: "Why did you play the song?"

Qiao Weidong tightened his clothes: "It's boring. I just found a tape recorder and played it when I thought about it."

Wang Lijun asked again: "Is this that song? It's the one you liked playing the most when you were driving."

Qiao Weidong said: "No, that song is "Takemehome, Countryroad", not the same song."

His hair was blown up by the wind, and he was out of style. Wang Lijun raised his hand to smooth the back of his head, and said, "Where did that tape go? I'm still thinking about digging it out and listening to it."

Qiao Weidong frowned: "After so many years, it's long gone."

Wang Lijun sighed, and stretched out his hand to touch his chest, this is a posture looking for cigarettes.He looked around, it turned out that Qiao Weidong had already disposed of all the tobacco in the house to prevent him from relapse, and even wiped out the pockets of his nightgown.Seeing that there was no cigarette to smoke, Wang Lijun sighed again and again: "You said, you didn't know how to cherish it at the time, but it's useless to think about it now."

Qiao Weidong reassured: "Don't advise those who have gone, but chase after those who have come, just cherish the present."

Wang Lijun's expression suddenly became strange, his eyebrows were raised high, and he seemed to be smiling but not smiling. After thinking for a long time, he finally laughed out: "Haha, Qiao Weidong, you are quite educated now."

Qiao Weidong couldn't help being embarrassed, he scratched his head, and said, "Hey, well, I have an occupational disease, no matter whether I understand it or not, I have to use it to fool students."

Wang Lijun seemed to be a little self-pitying: "They all regard me as a student? If I studied hard at the beginning, I guess I should be a teacher now. The teacher of the performing arts school is no worse than you. I can also make movies and win awards. What."

Qiao Weidong didn't answer, his expression changed suddenly, as if he remembered something.

Wang Lijun straightened up and asked, "What's wrong?"

And Qiao Weidong's face was solemn, like a marriage proposal: "Brother, I—" he hesitated, and finally said, "Let's make another movie."

Wang Lijun bit his lips and smiled: "Again, uh, your kind of literary film that doesn't even have a script? A bird without feet? A friend of mine asked before, this bird has no feet, but has a butt. Why can't you just stop and sit?"

Qiao Weidong was noncommittal, and just looked at him for a long time, full of affection.After a while, Qiao Weidong tentatively said, "Then let's make it stop."

Wang Lijun looked at him across the balcony, and after a while, Wang Lijun sighed, put one hand on the railing, and wanted to do a jumping action.The building was three or four stories high. Seeing how bold he was, Qiao Weidong hurriedly exclaimed and tried to reach out to pick him up.But Wang Lijun was extremely relaxed, and turned to the other side at once. He was riding the wind, the corners of his robe fluttered, like a divine bird dreaming late at night.

It's a restless night on the top of the mountain.

The adults have their own room, and Chen Li can only sleep next to Qiao Ruizhu.Chen Li was originally a light sleeper, but Qiao Ruizhu kept moving around, waking him up many times.When he was about to wake up, he could still hear the sound of insects and birds, the sound of the wind passing through the forest, the sound of the tide in the distance, and the unspeakable sound from the next door. Even the moon was bright yellow, which looked so warm and attracted people to look at it.In this way, it is so lively that it is almost impossible to sleep.

As for Qiao Ruizhu, he heard high and low voices coming from the next door, and tried to match the voice with a scene in his heart, such as two old men practicing difficult yoga in the next bedroom.But he tossed and turned, thought carefully, and dismissed his own thoughts, thinking that it didn't quite look like it.