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Chapter 314 Yaru Can Talk

Yaru gets up at four o'clock every morning and goes to work in the central kitchen. She leads her two apprentices to prepare the dumpling fillings from five stores that day, divide them into two kilogram bags, then use a vacuum packaging machine to seal them and put them into each store according to the quantity.

Delivery box.

The same goes for dumpling noodles.

It was almost eight o'clock when she finished this. Normally, she would prepare for the next day and work until she got off work at three in the afternoon. Now she had to take care of Lao Tan. After finishing the morning work, she handed over the work to her two apprentices and then went to the hospital.

It is the Qingming Festival, the spring breeze is greening the south bank of the river again, the green willows are whirling, and the swallows are singing and the warblers are singing.

People are in a happy mood in the beautiful season, breathing fresh air, seeing green everywhere, and colorful flowers dotted among them, as if they can see the pulsation of the river of life, thriving.

Yaru didn't take a taxi. Yesterday, Erdun bought a second-hand electric bicycle. She rode it well, so she borrowed it forcibly. She now works in the central kitchen, which is quite far away from the courtyard where she lives. She is tired of riding a bicycle to and from get off work every day.

There are dormitories next to the central kitchen and the conditions are good, but she is used to living in the courtyard and doesn't want to go there.

Erden was transferred to the Central Kitchen Store last month. He was used to living in the courtyard and didn't want to go there, so he bought an electric car.

Yaru was riding an electric bike and wanted to give Erdun money to buy another one. She wanted this one for herself. Thinking of Erdun's aggrieved look when they were forcibly occupied yesterday, she couldn't help but laugh. It looked like a toy had been robbed.

The three-year-old child was so pitiful that he almost shed tears.

As they were almost arriving at the hospital, Yaru searched the shops on the street. She remembered that there was a noodle shop here. Lao Tan said yesterday that he wanted to eat noodles.

The noodle shop is right in front.

Yaru parked the car, went inside and ordered a bowl of beef noodles and a bowl of chicken noodle soup. She also asked the boss for a head of garlic, and then sat and waited for it to be packed. Soon the noodles were packed, and when she took them out, she found that the electric

The car is missing.

This made her both anxious and angry, and she was stroking her feet, stamping her feet and shouting. Hearing the shouts, the noodle shop owner hurried out, asked about the situation, and ran towards the small alley to the east in a familiar way.

In the alley, a man squatted next to Yaru's electric car and was wiring it, preparing to connect the battery and ride away. When someone came, he stood up in a hurry and ran away when he realized something was wrong.

The boss didn't chase me, he shouted twice as if to scare me, and then he came back pushing the electric car.

The electric car was lost and recovered. Yaru thanked her boss gratefully, then got on the car and cursed the car thief in her heart as she came to the hospital.

After listening to Ya Ruyu's still-angry talk, Lao Tan laughed and said, "Why are you so angry? You won't get it back."

"I still want to buy one, so I have to think about it," Yaru said.

"Buy it. It's convenient to ride. Besides, we can't have those bike thieves." Lao Tan said.

Yaru thought for a while and joked: "If it's lost, it's your fault. You'll pay for it when the time comes."

"Okay, it's mine."

"It's a good day. Let's go for a walk after dinner."

There is a small flower bed behind the hospital. There are two rows of thick sycamore trees growing beside the flower bed. The shadows of the trees are dancing under the warm sunshine.

Lao Tan was sitting in a wheelchair, pushed by Ya Ru, walking along the flower bed while admiring the colorful flowers blooming in the flower bed.

"Old Tan, isn't your wife coming?" Yaru asked.

"If you don't come, I have nothing to do. Besides, she is too busy to leave," Lao Tan said.

"------You and your wife------" Yaru hesitated.

"The two of us are still like that------I can't say it's good or bad---sometimes I feel sorry for the two of them. I'm always away from home and don't care about anything. She works alone and goes to work.

I have to take care of the children again--" Lao Tan said.

"You can be conscientious for thinking like this. Your wife has a hard time and is more tired than you."

"yes------"

"I know what it's like to raise a child alone. Fortunately, I had my parents-in-law at that time, so I was still the leader. Your wife is alone and is capable enough.

You men think that you can just take the money home, and I haven’t asked you to take care of your children. You can’t take care of them even for a day. When your children are older, you can save yourself some trouble and understand everything. I didn’t look back at you when you were a child and you couldn’t speak.

I'm crawling around, I can't sleep well, I can't eat anything. If I catch a cold or a fever, I'm anxious to get on the stove and my mouth will blister, I wish I could take the disease to myself ------

It's good to have a man by your side. You can help me and have someone to rely on. If I'm not here, who can I talk to? There's no place to cry------

In fact, you are happy enough. You find a capable wife, you hardly care about your children as they grow up, and your home is well-kept.

Men have to make money, but they can’t neglect the family.”

Lao Tan said: "Yes——"

Yaru stopped, holding on to the armrests of her wheelchair, with the warmth of the sun on her face as calm as a nun, and continued: "I can understand your wife, we are almost the same. The difference is that you are not looking for a woman outside, which is better.

If a man never stays at home and only cares about making money, but doesn't care about anything at home, not even the children, what woman can stand it? It's okay for a day or two, but no one can do it for a long time.

Don’t be reluctant to listen to what I say. You have been working outside since you had children. It has been more than ten years now. Have you ever taken care of the family affairs? How many times have you been to parent-teacher conferences? How many clothes have you bought for your children? How many clothes do you think they wear?

I don’t even know the shoe size.”

Lao Tan was in his wheelchair, using his intact left hand to search for a cigarette in his pocket. His pocket was empty, and he couldn't help but smack his lips.

"Your wife is deeply hurt by you. When a woman finds out that she is not looking for a husband, but is just the father of her child, she will no longer care or pay attention to her, and become cold and indifferent. Because she can also

The children were raised and raised well.

My husband is just a decoration, dispensable.

Your wife is like this now. She doesn't dislike you, nor does she want to divorce you, but she has gotten used to it over the years. You feel very tired, you have paid a lot, and you earn all the money in the family. What about others?

Don’t you always talk about putting yourself in someone else’s shoes? Compare people’s hearts to your own, put you in your wife’s shoes, and put yourself in her shoes, what would it be like to be in the shoes of a man like you? It’s probably too early.”

Yaru's words made sense. Lao Tan, who had always been eloquent, lost his voice and fell into thinking and introspection.

Segments of more than ten years of life naturally appeared in front of my eyes. Although there was no chronological order, it was not messy and every scene was clearly visible. Especially in the seven years since returning from Binhai to now, although I have spent more time at home,

But it seems like it's still the same as in other places, not taking care of family affairs or children------

He left as soon as he wanted and never said hello to Lin Yan. When he came back, he didn't go home first. He drank with his friends before returning, treating his home like a hotel.

What woman wants her husband to be like this?

"You're used to staying outside, and you don't feel comfortable coming home. Plus, there are always women around you, and they are all good to you. Don't say that you can't be too impatient and fool the devil. If I were your wife, you would think this way, too.

It would be weird to talk to you."

Yaru chuckled when she said this, and then said: "Old Tan, you and your wife are frozen three feet apart. To put it bluntly, even if you are in a relationship with another woman now, your wife

It doesn't even make her angry, because she doesn't care anymore.

When a couple lives like this, no one is responsible, but the main responsibility lies with the man. Most of the consequences of this situation are divorce. The two of them can't deal with each other, and they can't talk about going together. It's better for both sides to live together.

Not very exciting either.

That's what you say, but I don't agree. It's fate for two people to be together, and it's not easy. Especially for two people like you, who can live a good life, take care of their families, and care about their children.

Didn't you just say that it doesn't take a day to freeze three feet of ice? Ice doesn't freeze in a day, nor does it melt in a day. You have to take time."

Lao Tan nodded, "You are right."

"It doesn't matter that I haven't spoken to your wife, but she is definitely a reasonable person. From now on, you should take care of your family more, take care of your children, and take your time." Yaru said.

"Yes."

"Everything goes well with family. Don't you always say that a happy family is the cornerstone of a career? If you can teach others a lesson, you must also learn it yourself."

Yaru patted Lao Tan on the shoulder, conveyed her encouragement and concern, and said in her heart: Lao Tan, I hope you and your wife are well, and never get divorced.


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