"Xiao Xian's father, please stop laughing! It's so annoying! I just haven't been back to the capital for a long time, and I just can't adapt to the traffic lights for a while~~ I'm warning you, don't laugh at me anymore, ah, Haji~" In the alley of Liyuan, in an older block, there is an inconspicuous small supermarket with no signboard and no special decoration.
There is a very sentimental road at the door. The sun shines through the leaves onto the street. Under the shadow of the sycamore trees, there are many retro-era shops hidden on both sides of the road.
"Ding bell~"
Pushing open the iron glass door, the bell on the glass door rang.
It feels like going back to the 1980s and 1990s, the Southern Peninsula of the last century where neighbors lived in harmony and lived across the street.
But it’s this simple and retro feeling that makes sensible people come back often after passing by it once.
It's more like a mini collection than a small supermarket.
In a small area, a small corner is specially designed to collect retro small objects and books.
A couple who moved to the capital from Daegu for a vacation were cooperating in cleaning while chatting about mutual dislike.
"Then I didn't expect that my wife, you can rush through several red lights in a row, just like a bullfight, and you can't pull back, Pabu~haha."
Wearing a cute newspaper hat and holding a tool to paint the wall, Dad Pei couldn't be happier.
Mother Pei’s face was expressionless.
But the look in a woman's eyes when she wants to stab a man is completely unconcealed.
"Are you laughing again?! Oh, a countryman from Daegu came to a big city. How could he know that there would be seven or eight signal poles at the intersection? I just have to look at which one with my eyes? I'm not Pabu, but I just don't understand it." "Hey Yigu, hahaha~"
"You?! Ha, it seems that someone doesn't remember that when he went to the countryside, he couldn't even distinguish wheat from rice, and was laughed at by my father. Who is it? Oh~ It turns out to be wuli Prabhu
Civil servant Mr. Pei xi~"
"...I am not Prabhu, eh~ Let me clarify this. Your husband and I really couldn't tell the difference at that time, but it was excusable because I have been studying in the city. How can I tell the difference between wheat and rice?
”
"Then don't laugh at me with a sense of intellectual superiority~"
"Mo, where can I have~"
"Ha, you have it!"
"Arazo, Miane, my wife, I was wrong."
"What's wrong?"
"Everything is wrong."
"Perfunctory~~"
"..."
After easily suppressing the frustrated father Pei, mother Pei walked to the small warehouse on the first floor of the small supermarket with a cute smile, trying to move the family's luggage line.
Just as she was preparing to pack her luggage, Pei's mother suddenly noticed that a small suitcase looked particularly familiar. After thinking about it for a while, her expression suddenly turned pale with shock, and she quickly shouted:
"Hey Yigu! Xiaoxian's father, come here! Oh Duoke, Wuli Xiaoliang forgot to take away her suitcase~"
Mother Pei's family recently received a distant cousin who was very young and risked thousands of miles to join them.
The relationship between the two families is generally a bit complicated:
Xiaoliang's father happens to be Pei's father's senior. Coincidentally, by chance, when the two seniors were eating and chatting, they accidentally discovered that the other party was a distant cousin.
I immediately stopped drinking and went straight to the nightclub to recognize my bride...
What's even more coincidental is that Xiaoliang's mother is not only Pei's mother's college senior sister, but also her best friend in life.
Although the two families are not related by blood, they are better than relatives.
Later, the Jiang family went abroad, and when the children were very young, they were separated because of an accident.
Father Pei and Mother Pei only found out about this later.
Mother Pei was so heartbroken that she even cried until she fainted and was admitted to the hospital.
But the only child grew up strong and alone.
Anyway, the relationship is very messy, but according to the customs of the Jiang family’s hometown, my daughter will call the child: Aunt.
It's a pity that Xiaoliang only met Pei's parents and Pei's mother once in Daegu. When they came to the capital, they also met briefly. Before they could have a proper conversation, the child hurriedly ran off to participate in some damn talent show.
"Mo? I remember, isn't that kid going to live in a dormitory today?"
"Oh Mo, Oh Doc~"
When Pei's mother heard this, she quickly got up and looked for her phone. She remembered that she had saved the contact information of the program group.
The production team not only keeps the phone number of the agency, but also the contact information of each child's parents.
After all, emergency situations, or filming "phone calls" also have this aspect.
"Oh mo oh mo?!"
"What happened? I was so surprised!"
Mother Pei ignored him, but looked solemn and panicked.
She remembered that the number was not stored on her own mobile phone, but on her daughter's mobile phone.
I quickly dialed the number to call my daughter.
Mother Pei held up her cell phone and walked back and forth uneasily in the room, but after waiting for a long time, she didn't answer it.
"Why don't you answer the phone? Oh, Pei Xiaoxian! Come back and see if I don't beat you up!"
This made her anxious.
Father Pei smiled bitterly. While he felt sorry for his daughter, he could only comfort him softly:
"Isn't Zhuhyun during the promotion period? She must be busy, otherwise she would never not answer the phone."
"Now, Oh Duoke, Wuli Xiaoliang has come to join us from such a far away place, but I can't even take good care of her! Hey Yigu, only 14 years old, didn't bring anything, what should I do if she is bullied? I
I told you not to let her become an Idol! You said you should support your dream! I am already very angry with the one in my family, and now there is another one who is worried——"
"..."
"An's right (no)! I'm going to pick her up!"
"Calm down first, calm down first!"
"Yixi, how can you tell me to calm down!"
Dad Pei smiled bitterly. He knew his wife’s character, so he could only show her affection and comfort her:
"It's still early. It's only morning depending on the time. If you want to stay at night, you've called Zhuhyun..."
"She won't answer the question! Come back and see if I don't deal with her!"
"...Listen to me, isn't this the return period? My daughter is probably too busy to have time. You called me. With Xiaoxian's character, you will definitely call back no matter how late it is. Also, it's still early, so don't worry about it for now.
."
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"That wuli Xiaoliang..."
Seeing that Pei's mother was still worried but a little calmer, Pei's father continued to whisper softly:
"In this way, while we wait, we will help Xiaoliang see if there is anything else that needs to be packed or forgotten. Take a look -" He suddenly pointed to the small suitcase and said:
"It's such a small suitcase. It's my first time to participate in a program in a foreign country. The child probably didn't bring many things with me. Wuli will check it and help her add some things. Anyway, Wuli now runs a small supermarket, so she has everything she needs, right?"
”
"Okay..."
As if being temporarily comforted by Xiaoxian's father, Pei's mother left the crowded warehouse carrying a small suitcase that was not heavy.
Lay the box flat, and as soon as you open the box...
There are only a few simple pieces of clothing in the luggage.
A pair of jeans, a shirt, photos of Xiaoliang’s relatives during his lifetime, and a suicide note hidden under the clothes.
There is nothing left...
Mother Pei was stunned. She picked up the photo hidden in the mezzanine with trembling hands, slowly covered her mouth, and a layer of mist gradually appeared in her eyes.
Fragments of the past appeared in my mind, and sadness came to my heart.
"Oh Doc, Oh Doc..."
Crying and murmuring over and over again.
The crying mother Pei, whose originally cute and lively voice turned sad and weak.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?!"
Dad Pei didn't know why, so he hurriedly put down his tools and ran to his wife's side.
"Oh, oh, oh, this poor little villain, I feel so bad, oh Doc~"
Pei's mother picked up the photo and handed it to her, then covered her face and burst into tears.
Father Pei frowned and remained silent.
He gently wiped the tears from his wife's face.
He also thought of this little girl who endured the pain, traveled to a foreign land to join her family, and worked hard to pursue her dreams, and his heart ached.
At this time, the phone rang.
He woke up with a start, quickly came to his senses, and looked at his wife who was choking and crying with a sad look on her face. She was immersed in her own memories and had no reaction at all.
Dad Pei tried hard to adjust his breathing and emotions before getting up and answering the phone.
"Oh no, oh, Zhuhyun, if you have time, can you come back?"
"Abba?"
"Help mom and dad get the suitcase for your little aunt. This stupid kid forgot. Wuli is filming there and can't get in. See if you can get in. Remember to call the show crew first and be polite." "Guilty?"
At this time, Pei’s mother’s voice came:
"Pei Xiaoxian, there are glasses! I found that Xiaoliang is a little short-sighted, and the glasses in the box were crushed. I guess we didn't want us to spend the money. I didn't tell her. You can get one for her according to the prescription. Did you hear me~"