He came in from the outside and stood at the door against the light, blocking all the light. He couldn't see his face clearly, but he could only feel a fierce aura that was like a substance, pressing toward the room in waves.
Following his line of sight, Xu Zishan saw a young man walking out of the waiting room closely leaning on a middle-aged man.
When the young people walked to the door, the man stepped aside to make room for them, and his eyes collided with the young people. The young people still followed suit and went out next to the middle-aged man.
The man quietly tried to leave after a few seconds. The moment he turned around, the light from outside shone on his face, and Xu Zishan recognized him at first sight.
This man was the first man she saw when she woke up in the hospital.
What is his job? A cadre?
No! Even if he was wearing a white shirt, he couldn't convey an elegant and gentle temperament. Instead, he looked like a beast trapped in a cage, and the wildness that wanted to break out of the cage would burst out in minutes.
Xu Zishan's scrutinizing eyes were too focused and direct. He quickly noticed Xu Zishan, raised his eyelids, glanced at her unintentionally, turned around and left.
Xu Zishan thought of the big shirt placed in his space and quickly chased after it.
"Comrade, excuse me." She smiled very politely, "Excuse me, what were you doing at Ruixin Hospital on the 26th? Did you leave anything behind in the hospital?"
May 26th was the first day she wore it.
She thought the big shirt suited his figure very well.
Han Xinghui glanced at her twice, knowing that she was confirming whether he had saved her.
"I won't be in Baodu on the 26th." He denied it calmly, "Why do you ask?"
She was one meter away from him, and the irresistible hormonal aura on his body was like a rapidly spreading fog, surrounding her all at once.
Probably due to running in the sun, beads of sweat hung on his face, flowing down his cheeks like a stream. A special smell of sweat glands lingered on the tip of her nose.
Xu Zishan looked into his deep eyes and felt a little guilty.
"Have we met?" Han Xinghui asked.
"I'm really sorry, maybe I remembered it wrong." He didn't admit it, maybe he made a mistake.
So, whose shirt does it belong to?
The ticket inspector held a small loudspeaker and shouted, "Ticket inspection for Xipu Town has begun." She quickly queued up to get on the bus. Now she was taking the bus. She did not sit according to the number. Seats were on a first-come, first-served basis.
Han Xinghui saw her entering the ticket gate, turned around and left.
After riding back to the compound, my father Han Chongjin was not at home. Guard Xiao Yu happily helped him support his bicycle and said, "Han Chongjin will be back tomorrow."
Han Xinghuixin said, I will leave tonight!
"Third brother, look at your muddy feet. It's my new carpet!" Cheng Yanqiu looked at the brand-new carpet with two muddy footprints that were almost a foot long. She pushed him out distressedly to change his shoes before coming in.
Han Xinghui threw off his Jiefang shoes, put on the big slippers brought by Cheng Yanqiu with his bare feet, stepped half of his heels on the outside of the shoes, walked in again, and sat down on the sofa chair.
"Didn't you say you would go back the day before yesterday?" Cheng Yanqiu looked at her youngest son, feeling happy and surprised.
Han Xinghui didn't say why he didn't go back. He just said to Cheng Yanqiu: "Mom, give me some tickets."
"What kind of tickets do you want? How many do you want?" Cheng Yanqiu said and took out a leather bag with many layers, each layer containing different types of tickets with different denominations.
The Han family's superiority is unimaginable to the Xu family.
The Han family's residence is a three-story independent building, like a garden house, with several guards protecting it outside.
Han Chongjin's monthly salary, allowances, and bonuses add up to almost 500 yuan, which is enough for all kinds of tickets, and his son does not need any family subsidies.
Han Xinghui rarely comes back. Today when he asked for something, Cheng Yanqiu immediately took out his wallet without counting and handed it to him: "Do you think these are enough?"
Han Xinghui counted more than 5,000 yuan in cash, more than 300 kilograms of national food stamps, and about 30 kilograms of cloth stamps accumulated.
"Why do we have so many cloth tickets in our house?"
Cloth stamps and stamps have different money. They have a time limit and will become invalid upon expiration. Even if Han Chongjin is a major scientific research general, it is impossible to issue 30 feet of cloth stamps a year.
Cheng Yanqiu said that the clothes in the past were still very new and strong. There was no need to buy new clothes. If the cloth stamps were not needed, they would lend them to others, and they would return the latest ones for the next year. They borrowed and borrowed them, and after a few years they would be enough.
So many.
Meat tickets, pastry tickets and various purchase tickets were all from Baodu City. Han Xinghui took some of them after thinking about it.
Cheng Yanqiu saw him taking so much and was surprised: "Why did you take so much?"
"When the countryside is in trouble, help others."
It is very difficult in the countryside. Each person is only allocated three or four feet of cloth a year, and two people combined can make one piece of clothing.
"Don't be too generous, others will misunderstand that we are special." Cheng Yanqiu told him, "I made some clothes for you. You can take them with you. Don't be sloppy all day long."
Han Xinghui hummed indifferently. He was a fisherman, so what could he do in such easy-to-wear clothes? He could only work more efficiently with his bare back.
After rummaging through my wallet for a while, I didn't see a bicycle ticket. It was normal that I didn't have one at home. The old man had a special car and there was no need for a bicycle at home.
Cheng Yanqiu didn't know that he was already planning to leave immediately, and said happily: "Xinghui, go back and discuss with the old lady and come back to Baodu City."
"Besides, I don't want to see the old man."
"You two, alas, are both too stubborn and refuse to give in."
It has been 10 years, and I can count on one hand the number of times Han Xinghui has come back. He was not much taller than her when he left, and now he is 1.9 meters tall.
Cheng Yanqiu felt unspeakably worried and uncomfortable when she thought of him fishing at sea, so she persuaded him: "Your dad knows that you are filial, but he just refuses to admit defeat."
"Okay, Mom, I'm leaving. In a few days, Han Jin will come up to deliver the fish. You ask Xiao Yu to pick it up." Han Xinghui listened to his mother quietly without interrupting. When Cheng Yanqiu finished speaking, he half
I finished my cigarette and stood up to leave.
Han Xinghui knew that his father loved to eat small-eyed hairtail from the East China Sea, so he would send a batch of hairtail from time to time, all of which were large hairtail that were caught by him personally and were more than four fingers wide.
It was said that the old lady ordered it to be given to Cheng Yanqiu and his sister-in-law, but in fact it was given to Han Chongjin to satisfy his craving.
Cheng Yanqiu couldn't stop him. Looking at her son's long eyelashes covering his deep eyes, she felt a little anxious. He was 26 years old and hadn't decided on a partner yet. He was going to be a bachelor.
"Xinghui, Fang Shuying was assigned to a newspaper office after graduation. She hasn't settled on a partner yet. I think she still thinks about you."
"There are so many women who care about me, so why should I attract so many people?"
"Is there any left to recruit? Don't you know I'm anxious?"
"Now that marriage is free, don't think about marrying someone of the same family and having everything arranged."
Cheng Yanqiu actually liked Fang Shuying from the bottom of her heart. She was beautiful and well-behaved. She had been clinging to Han Xinghui when she was a child. Later, Han Xinghui ran away to the countryside, and Fang Shuying even asked to join the team in Yancang Town.
Later, I don’t know what her stubborn son did. Fang Shuying’s family got a college recommendation spot. She returned to the city to go to college and was assigned to work in a newspaper. There were very few people at home.
"Sister-in-law of the Xu family came to contact me today. Take a look..."
"Forget it!" Han Xinghui said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, do I seem to be in need of a woman?"
As soon as he said this, Cheng Yanqiu got a headache again: "You..."
Han Xinghui stuffed his wallet into his trouser pocket and said, "Mom, I'm going back to make money to get a wife!"