There is still one month left before the college entrance examination, and Xie Chong finally returns home. On June 8, there happens to be a match between the Chinese team and the Brazilian team.
There is absolutely no possibility for the Chinese team to win. This is the consensus of all Chinese fans. As long as the loss is not too ugly, the fans can accept it.
As a result, the Chinese team lost 0-4.
Every time the Brazilian team scores a goal, there will be a burst of strong lamentations and national curses in the courtyard of every house. In last year's top ten game, every house broke out with cheers and admiration.
The overwhelming curses lasted three times, and Xie Ying, who didn’t understand football, felt sorry for the fans. The fans must be extremely disappointed, right?
When the Brazilian team scored the fourth goal, Xie Chong lay on the kang with a look of despair.
Xie Ying turned off the TV for her brother: "This game is too cruel. You might as well not watch it. Such a result will affect your morale for the college entrance examination."
Xie Chong said angrily: "We played badly, and the momentum from last year's top ten games is gone. No matter how bad we are, we can't be like this."
"Hey, Xie Chong, you said before that after the Chinese team qualified, you felt like you had hope in your life. They didn't play well, so don't be depressed."
"No." Xie Chong said simply: "I won't be so easily affected."
"I'm going to eat cherries in the yard, will you go?"
"I'm not going! I'm not in the mood!"
Xie Chong was in a bad mood. Winning or losing on the football field does affect a person's mood, and Xie Chong was in a very bad mood. He was just irritable when he couldn't solve the problem before. But after the Chinese team's disastrous defeat, he was so angry that he thought
Turn over the table.
Xie Ying didn't like football, and those cheers and curses had nothing to do with her. She was lying leisurely on her grandfather's recliner, listening to the album of Westlife Boys, guarding a plate of big cherries, without thinking about anything, just looking at the stars in the sky.
Okay. This is almost the most comfortable moment in her high school life.
The brother was banging on the table frantically, so Xie Ying took off her headphones and gloated: "Xie Chong, if you break the table, my second uncle can break your legs with the table legs."
"You don't have to worry about it!"
"Do you want some cherries? I almost ate them all."
Xie Chong opened the window and said with a playful smile: "What did grandpa say? Peaches nourish people, apricots harm people, and people are buried under the cherry tree."
A slipper flew over and hit Xie Chong on the head accurately.
Xie Qingshou stood at the gate, angrily: "Have you ever cursed your sister like you?"
"I'm not cursing her, but reminding her not to eat too many cherries!"
"Your sister is a cat. She only eats a little bit. How much can she eat? It's just you who eats it every day. You have nothing to do!"
Xie Chong felt even more depressed.
Xie Ying came to the window and secretly told her brother: "Second uncle has been drinking and is in a bad mood. Don't mess with him!"
"Didn't you just buy a house? Why are you in a bad mood?"
The day before Xie Chong came home, his parents paid the down payment for the new house.
When the family bought a house before, his parents took him to see it. Although his opinion was not very important, their parents let him participate in the process of buying a house just to let him experience the feeling of "family". But this time when buying a house,
His parents didn't tell him in advance, and he didn't know until he got home that the house had been purchased.
The explanation given by my parents was that the community they bought was very popular and required an on-site lottery. There were three special-priced houses, and only those who won the lottery were eligible to buy them. At that time, the houses in good areas in the city were more than 1,500 square meters.
Yes, but the unit price of the special offer is only 1,21 square meters.
At the event, the number drawn by Xie Qingshou was No. 66. Others said that this number was very auspicious and he would definitely have good luck. Xie Qingshou didn’t care: “As long as I can buy a house in the Fuchuan Jiayuan community,
That's good luck."
The developer invited a professional song and dance troupe to perform, as well as magicians and catwalk performers. Xie Qing watched with great interest. The host asked some questions related to the coming to the city, such as - in the Ming Dynasty, fighting against Japanese pirates coming to the city
Who is the great hero? Who is the empress worshiped by people in the city? Who is the most famous scholar in the city? Wait, Xie Qingshou raised his hands to answer, and all the answers were correct. Even the host remembered the number 66.
A big brother.
So, Xie Qingshou harvested 10 clothes drying racks, two sofa pillows, and a handful of toilet paper. He was very satisfied with being able to harvest these. He held a bunch of things and kept giggling.
Xie Qingshou did not expect that he would indeed become the god of luck that night. The host excitedly announced loudly that the last winner of the special house was No. 66.
Amid envious cheers, Xie Qingshou stood on the podium with a confused look on his face. The host asked him what he thought. Xie Qingshou smiled naively and said, "I, I have to call my wife to discuss it first."
The audience burst into laughter.
After hanging up the phone, Xie Qingshou decisively paid the down payment, and then called his wife. When his wife came, they were optimistic about the apartment type, and decisively paid the down payment this time, settling a major worry in recent years.
After paying the money and putting away the stack of bills, the couple happily embarked on their way home. Wang Jiying suddenly looked at the sales office several times and said doubtfully: "Don't you think there's someone in there who looks familiar?
"
"Ah? Is there someone you know in this building? If you hadn't told me earlier, maybe it could have been cheaper."
"No, I suddenly felt that there was someone who looked very much like Xiaotian, who used to work with us. It was the project manager. He was entertaining other customers. I didn't see his nameplate clearly, but the more I thought about it, the more familiar he became.
His hair is shorter and his beer belly is out, but his features are still very similar to those when he was young."
Oda?
Xie Qingshou still remembers such a person. At that time, several garment factories in Guangzhou came to the town to recruit workers. Xiaotian went south with them, and later worked with them. At that time, only a handful of people dared to work in the south from small towns. Xie Qingshou
They couldn't find many fellow villagers, so their acquaintances took care of each other and got along like family members.
After Xie Qingshou's small workshop caught fire, Xiaotian also parted ways with them. He said he wanted to continue working in the south and save some money to start a business. They had been separated for almost ten years and had no contact. Xie Qingshou thought Xiaotian had always stayed.
In the south, I never thought he had come back.
The more Wang Jiying thought about it, the more something was wrong. She wanted to go in and ask what happened, but Xie Qingshou stopped her: "I was so active on stage just now. If he is really the person in charge of this real estate, he won't recognize me."
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Wang Jiying blinked: "Then why doesn't he recognize us? We don't owe him any money?"
"What if he owes us something?"
Wang Jiying slapped his thigh: "You mean, the fire that year was just because of his smoking..."
Xie Qingshou said helplessly: "We questioned him many times back then, but he didn't admit it, and the police didn't find out why. Let's not accuse him unjustly."
The fire when their career was about to reach its peak was a nightmare that Xie Qingshou and his wife could not avoid. Wang Jiying couldn't think about it. Just thinking about it made her so angry that she couldn't sleep all night long.
Xie Qing hugged his wife's shoulders and said: "What happened in the past is in the past. We have done everything we can, and our life is not bad now. Don't get into trouble."
"The principle of our lives is that we cannot owe others. But during that fire, I don't know who owed us. This debt cannot be measured by money or things..." Wang Jiying's eyes were red and she beat her chest.
: "When I think of the family fortune we have worked so hard to accumulate, my heart aches to death."
"It's okay, wife, our family's life will get better and better in the future."
Xie Qingshou comforted his wife, but his heart could not be comforted. Everyone else was watching the World Cup, and he was the only one drinking. His eyes became more and more blurred, and after drinking too much, he murmured to himself: "
What you owe me, do you just want to use this special house to pay it back?"