if there is no tomorrow

Chapter 2
I've been really tired recently, and I always feel that something is wrong with me. I originally planned to sleep until the afternoon on the Mid-Autumn Festival, but I was woken up by the noise of the upstairs decoration just after eight o'clock.I get angry in the company because I am a wage earner; in this house, I am the master.I rushed out the door in a fit of rage, and wanted to go upstairs to teach these unscrupulous guys a lesson, but I retreated halfway up the stairs. I thought I had to dress more formally to calm down the gang of decorators who didn't know what to do.So, I went home and changed out of my pajamas, put on a branded suit and rushed upstairs again.The door was opened by a little man stained with white dust, and he told me to speak to their foreman.The foreman said that they were working according to the regulations of the property, and they could start work as long as it was past eight o'clock in the morning.I said: "Today is a holiday, and the property is a good thing!"

The foreman said: "Then you can ask Chang to argue, anyway, we have not violated the rules."

I was about to turn the volume up another octave when a guy in an Armani suit walked in, followed by a big guy in sunglasses, and the foreman said to me, "Here's the owner."

The self-defense physiological system developed over the years quickly activated, so that I lowered my voice naturally and smoothly, and asked them to consider whether they could start work after nine o'clock during the holidays in a tone similar to a discussion.The homeowner didn't speak, and the big man in sunglasses said, "We're doing renovations in our own home, so you're in the way."

I helped up the paint bucket that I kicked down when I entered the door just now. For the sake of environmental protection and not causing waste, I did it after seeing clearly that it was an empty bucket, in order to create momentum.I said, "I don't care. Anyway, I'm going to Hainan for a trip. I'm just thinking about my neighbors. If you are in a hurry to renovate, then I will visit and learn about your decoration layout. I am also planning to redecorate."

During the following Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, I didn’t travel to Hainan, and I didn’t go out to play with my son. I stayed at home every day and quarreled with the decoration workers upstairs.The decoration workers may have seen my strength, so they swung the hammer more vigorously, shaking the lid of the pot where I cooked instant noodles to the ground.I don't want to blame these despicable little people. When I have money, and when I am followed by two big fools wearing sunglasses, they will not dare to breathe.Fortunately, I can see all these things. Material things determine the direction of a man in society.Zhao Juemin often said that material things are a substitute for face. Men at the primary stage want material things, while men at the upper level want face.Both he and Wu Antong have reached the stage of wanting face, while I am still at the stage of wanting material things.

I was alone in the house, and the 69 square meters looked very empty. Although the damn developer's apportionment game made the 69 square meters shrink a lot, it was by no means what my wife complained about: I couldn't breathe.Now, it has been three months since my wife took my son back to her natal home to "breathe air". The 180-square-meter big house with the bureau-level treatment is definitely worth a lot. "

People forget their roots so easily. When my wife chased me, the house where the four of her family lived was not as big as mine now.At that time, Lu Fumeng and I set up a small advertising company. He was the boss and I was the vice president. There was no third person in the company.My wife had just joined a state-owned enterprise at that time, and I, the vice president of an advertising company, was like a dragon and a phoenix to her.After my father-in-law became the chief of the bureau, everyone and everything changed.The first is that my wife's temper has risen together with her father's position; my son-in-law who has "sight and vision" has gradually become a wimp; the biggest change is that the mother-in-law's mouth is getting more and more crooked. Early signs, later it turned out that the mouth only had a fucking "stroke" when it was facing me.In the past three months, in order not to cause my mother-in-law to have a "stroke", I had no choice but to endure it so hard that I would not come to my house to plead guilty.Besides, what is my fault?If I'm considered a "wretch" ruler, there will be a sea of ​​men who are not as good as me in society. Is it true that the foundation of society is supported by us wretches?

The culprit that caused my wife and I to separate was another man, Lufmont whom I regarded as my best friend.When Lu Fumeng was in college, he lived in the same dormitory with me. Because he didn't like brushing his teeth, washing his feet, or changing his underwear, he was praised by his classmates as "dirty and invincible".It's such a dirty guy, but he changed seven girlfriends during college, which is equivalent to changing one every half semester. The half semester bye was because he had a hernia, and when he breathed through his nose, he would Abdominal cramping and pain ensues, and when kissing, the mouth doesn't have time to assist him with breathing.The most irritating thing is that there was a beautiful school girl who first visited our dormitory because of me, but she was also attracted by Lufmont's stinky smell.Since then, I've had a vague feeling that pretty girls are masochists, or that they don't know what to do.When I was still kept in the dark, they were flirting and flirting, and I would pay for the meal; I accompanied the school girl to the hospital to have an abortion. I was stupid to death when I was in college. Touching the bottom caused the school girl to become pregnant.This reminds me of the teacher who teaches physiology and hygiene in middle school. Every time we have class, we are asked to read books by ourselves. In order to flaunt our purity, at the end of the semester, the students compare to see whose "physiology book" has not been flipped.Damn physiology teacher!

After graduating from university, Lu Fumeng and I both drifted in Beijing, renting a house together, looking for a job together, opening an advertising agency together, shutting down the agency together, and getting drunk together at roadside stalls.The reason I still hang out with him is because I have no other friends.Lufmont also saw this, so he basically ignored my feelings in daily life, from body to spirit.When a new girlfriend comes over for a sleepover, he'll throw me out, rain or shine.After the new girlfriend became the old girlfriend, the two of them deliberately opened the door when they were doing that in the room, and every scream broke my heart.Therefore, Lu Fumeng is the main reason for my hasty marriage.

Until I got married and had children, Lu Fumeng still maintained the rhythm of college, changing girlfriends every six months.

Half a year ago, I followed my wife's idea and raised 13 yuan from my family to buy a Toyota with the lowest configuration.After this plan was found out by Lu Fumeng, he pestered me every day, saying that he recently fell in love with a wealthy female painter, and that he fell in love with him this time, and that he would marry and have children immediately after he got married. In order to achieve the goal of getting married, he needs to pack himself, first of all he needs to buy a car... He also said that after getting married, she asked the female artist to draw me a random picture, which can improve the car I bought to the level of a German car.I must have lost my head at the time, or Lu Fumeng gave me some quack medicine, because in a normal sane state, it is impossible for me to lend him money.In this way, I squeezed the bus every day to go home and was scolded, but Lu Fumeng drove the Toyota car bought with my money to meet the female artist, and never mentioned the matter of paying back the money or giving me paintings.

Three months ago, on a Sunday night, my wife and son, I were having dinner in a restaurant, when my wife suddenly remembered this incident, she berated me as a wimp on the left and a waste on the right.The voice of my wife attracted the attention of most of the restaurants. Everyone was amazed that in this era of seemingly civilized progress, there is such a man like me who can bear the tortoise.I have long been accustomed to similar encounters and gazes.At the beginning, I just thought that my behavior would affect my son's psychological growth, but later I thought, if my son has the wisdom root to realize the broad and forbearing spiritual state of being a father, it is also his good fortune.

It may be that the wife's yelling diverted everyone's attention. A thief tried to attack at this moment, and started a fight with two men sitting next to him. The broken beer bottle cut his wife's arm, leaving a hole the size of a peppercorn. the wound.This is terrible, the wife screamed, and those who didn't know thought her arm had been cut off.When she was yelling at me, I clearly saw a piece of green vegetable being shot out by her roaring tongue. Fortunately, I blinked in time, but the piece of vegetable still hung on my left eyelash. At that moment, I It feels like the world is a hazy green.

Because my wife's arm was injured, and I couldn't rush forward to participate in the fight in time, I angered my wife and took my son back to my mother's house that night.It is estimated that the corners of the mouth of my crooked mother-in-law turned to the cheek again. In order to prevent the mother-in-law from having a stroke, and to prevent the mother-in-law from turning her mouth to the back of the head, I held back and did not perform the old trick of visiting and apologizing for three months.

(End of this chapter)