The closed office door opened. Sima Yi, who was hiding at the corner of the stairs, seemed to be passing by by accident. He saw his old father walking out of it blankly, his eyes blurred, and he was muttering:
"Civilization, civilization, for the sake of civilization..." are words that people cannot understand.
"Father?" Sima Yi came over, but his old father ignored him and regarded him as nothing, immersed in his own thoughts.
This reaction made Sima Yi's heart skip a beat. Using the excuse of handing over documents, he quickly scanned the situation in the office, including Xu Yue.
"Is something wrong?" Xu Yue raised her head and asked.
A smile appeared on Sima Yi's lips, he shook his head, and quickly exited.
The old father was still standing in the corridor in a daze, staring at Xu Jiajun coming and going downstairs, wondering what he was thinking.
Sima Yi looked at his watch and saw that there was still some time before getting off work. It was not good to leave early, so he helped his old father to his office, planning to go to Xu's Restaurant for a meal together after get off work.
It's impossible for him to cook. Wouldn't it be delicious to eat fast food?
Arriving at his son's office, Sima Fang, who was in a daze, finally regained his composure and looked around the small white office.
The square room is more than ten square meters, with tall cabinets standing on both sides, with codes written on them and filled with various documents.
In the middle of the room, there was a rectangular table with drawers. Sima Fang walked over, opened it and took a look. It was filled with some personal items, as well as the food that Sima Yi had stored up.
With just one glance, Sima Fang could tell from the colorful packaging bag that this was definitely not something that could be produced in this world.
"What is this? Xu Yue gave it to you?" Sima Fang asked with a stern face. When Xu Yue was mentioned, he could clearly feel that he was getting angry.
Sima Yi saw that his old father had dug out all the good things he had hidden at home, and he secretly shouted in his heart: The snacks are not safe.
With a respectful look on his face, he took out three packs of instant noodles and two bottles of Coke from the drawer.
The plastic bags made a sound when touched, and were placed neatly on the table by Sima Yi. He explained:
"These are all given by the chief. It took my son two months to save so much. They have always been kept in the office. If you hadn't dug them out, father, I would have almost forgotten them."
The implication is that it’s not that your son doesn’t want to share something good with you, but that he has forgotten it.
Sima Fang picked up the Coke bottle and frowned at the dark liquid, "What good thing could this be?"
"This thing is really bad!"
Seeing that the old father was about to shake the bottle, Sima Yi hurriedly took the poor bottle of Coke away from the old father and put it firmly back on the table.
"Don't shake it. If you shake it, the bubbles inside will disappear and the taste will be even worse."
Sima Fang didn't say anything and just stared coldly at his "filial son". Aren't you ready to let your old father have a taste?
"Father, this stuff contains too much sugar. You should drink less as you get older. It's not good for your health." Sima Yi said while trying to take back his only two bottles of Coke.
An old but strong hand blocked it. Sima Yi raised his head sharply and met his old father's unruffled eyes.
"Bring it to you!"
Sima Fang snatched the Coke away, but unfortunately he couldn't twist the bottle cap, so he didn't open it for a long time.
Seeing that he couldn't escape, Sima Yi could only endure the pain in his body, stepped forward and opened the lid of the Coke for his old father, took out his own ceramic cup, and poured him half a cup.
Sima Fang sat down on his son's seat, looked at the fine white snow that suddenly fell out of the window, and slowly began to taste it.
Take a sip into your throat, and the impact that hits your skull is extremely stimulating, more refreshing than the spiciest wine.
"You unfilial son, you still hide such a good thing from your father, do you still have a conscience?" Sima Fang pointed at his son's head and scolded him for his previous behavior.
Seeing that his old father had finally recovered from his lost state, Sima Yi didn't bother to care about him taking away half a bottle of Coke from him, so he asked tentatively:
"What did you say to the chief?"
Sima Fang shook his head and swung the brown liquid in the cup, "I didn't say anything, it's not important anymore. My father asked you, do you think Xu Jiajun is really that good?"
Sima Yi didn't know what to say. If he felt bad, he could leave now. There was no need to stay. He also wanted to keep his father with him.
Sima Fang felt the silence behind him and smiled bitterly, already knowing the answer in his son's heart.
"That's all, that's fine, no matter what, there will always be a lineage of our Sima family that can stay and continue the glory and glory of the Sima family!"
Sima Yi looked at his father's slightly stooped back in surprise, not expecting him to say that.
Sima Fang drank the Coke in the cup in one breath and said softly: "Your brothers will help take care of my wife and children at home, so you can rest assured and work hard here."
Sima Yi bowed deeply to his father's back, "Thank you very much, Father!"
Sima Fang waved his hand, saying that the family did not talk to each other.
He stood up and walked to the window, looking through the transparent glass window at the wide street with people coming and going downstairs. The salt-like snow particles were so tiny that they turned into water before they fell to the ground.
"It's snowing, and this road is not easy to walk. Let's go back after the snow melts after the new year."
Sima Yi couldn't help laughing when he heard his father's words, "Then let's celebrate the New Year together this year. The Xu family's New Year celebrations will be more exciting. It's even more lively and interesting than the Zhengdan Day in the old capital in the past. This is truly a joy for the whole world!"
Sima Fang nodded and agreed, "Okay."
...
In a blink of an eye, it’s the last day of the twelfth lunar month.
Schools, factories, military camps, and office buildings have all begun their annual holidays.
There were twice as many pedestrians on the streets of Zhuo County as there were yesterday. The vendors came out early to set up their stalls, fearing that they would not be able to grab a good seat.
The 30th day of the twelfth lunar month is the day when people are most enthusiastic about purchasing in a year.
After this lively day, from the first day of the first lunar month to the second day of the first lunar month, businesses will close their doors and go home to celebrate the new year.
Therefore, if you don’t buy things on the thirtieth day and want to buy them after two days, you will have to wait until after the new year.
At the end of the New Year, An Mi came to Zhuo County from Juyong County, where his hometown is, and planned to take his wife and children back to his hometown to celebrate the New Year.
By the way, I brought Daniel here too.
Now the three brothers A Jian, A Dou and Daniel had gathered together. The three boys came to the Xu Yue brothers and sisters with the twins in their arms early in the morning and told them to go out to buy new year's goods.
The migrant workers who had finally had a holiday did not want to waste this beautiful morning at all. Xu Yue refused to get up early, covered her head with a quilt, and asked the gang of boys to call Xu Erniang not to disturb her.
She was the leader after all, so the boys didn't dare to make trouble with her, so they ran to find Xu Erniang helplessly.
