sleepless tonight

Chapter 95
"Do you have time?" I walked out.

When answering Tong Wangjun's phone call, I don't like having people around.

Chen Le followed me and wanted to come out together, but my mother pulled her back and closed the door.

I heard Chen Le crying from inside the door.

"What's wrong with Xiao Le?" Tong Wangjun also heard it.

"It's okay, she just needs a beating." I said vaguely, not caring about that, "When are you coming?"

"I'll tidy up and go to buy something." Tong Wangjun said.

"You don't need to buy anything, just come here." I said, hesitating for a while, "Is Xu Heng sending you?"

Xu Heng has a car and has been here this time, so he should know the location.

"He's home, I can take a taxi myself." Tong Wangjun said, "Just send me the address, and I'll talk to the taxi driver."

A wave of joy surged in my heart: "Is Xu Heng going home for the New Year?"

"En." Tong Wangjun replied.

"Is his family from this city?" I asked again.

"What do you want to know?" Tong Wangjun seemed alert.

"It's nothing, just asking casually. It's New Year's Eve. If you don't come from this city, it may not be convenient to go home." I smiled and put on a casual tone.

"His home is in Wuchang, not far away, and he will go back after more than an hour's drive." Tong Wangjun said, "You don't need to worry."

It's so close, I'm a bit sorry, if only Xu Heng's family was in the three eastern provinces, or XJ.

far.

After hanging up the phone, I sent Tong Wangjun the address and a location message before entering the house.

In the room, Chen Le didn't cry anymore, holding the baby bottle, watching TV while drinking.

"Who is calling?" My mother came out of the kitchen and asked me.

"Tong Wangjun, she will come over later." I said.

"Look, I just asked you to ask, she will definitely come, both children are here, and her hometown is far away, if she doesn't go back for the New Year, where can she go alone for the New Year?" My mother was very happy, "Don't be here This is standing, hurry up and pick her up."

"She knows the location, so I sent her the address." I wonder why my mother likes Tong Wangjun so much.

If I told my mother that Tong Wangjun once called me a waste and divorced because I was poor, would my mother still behave like this?

"Then you go down and wait, at the gate of the community, bring her up when Wang Jun arrives." My mother changed the way and asked me to pick up Tong Wangjun.

"She just left, not that fast." It takes at least 20 minutes to half an hour to get here by taxi, not so fast.

"You can't help you in the house. It doesn't matter if you wait a little longer. It's just time to smoke two cigarettes. Don't dawdle, hurry up." My mother is very caring, and it feels like welcoming an important person. guests.

I was a little helpless, so I said to let me smoke less, and now I am encouraged to use the time of smoking to wait for others.

Without further arguing, I went out and stood at the gate of the community.

Not a single vehicle was seen on the street, and almost no one was seen.

In the suburbs, there are few people and cars. I stood alone at the gate of the community, without even a place to shelter from the wind. It was very cold.

Putting an eye in my mouth, I suddenly realized a question, New Year's Eve, are there still taxis on the road?

I took out my phone, wiped the fog off the screen on my body, and sent Tong Wangjun a message: "Have you got in the car yet?"

"Not yet, there are very few cars, and it's hard to hail taxis." Tong Wangjun texted me back.

"Don't worry, wait slowly." It was still early, so I comforted her.

The road was covered with white snow. I looked at the end of the street and saw no taxi coming after three cigarettes.

I rubbed my hands, walked back and forth, and finally walked slowly towards the street ahead.

I sent two messages to Tong Wangjun, but she didn't reply. Just when I was about to go back, a person appeared on the street in front of me, riding a bicycle, walking crookedly.

I stood and watched for a while, then ran over.

When he got closer, it really was Tong Wangjun.

I ran faster, my foot slipped, and I almost slipped and fell.

The bicycle stopped, and I steadied myself and walked over quickly: "Why did you come here by bicycle?"

"I can't get a taxi, and the bus is out of service again, so I can only ride a bicycle." Tong Wangjun was out of breath, and his face was steaming.

In such a cold day, I was sweating all over riding.

The bicycle was a little crooked, with stains stuck to it, Tong Wangjun had snow on his body, a few gifts were hanging on the handlebar, and the packing box was deflated.

"Did it fall?" I asked.

"It's a little slippery, it's okay." Tong Wangjun pushed the cart and walked with me, "I went to the wrong place, or I would have arrived early."

I lifted the gift from the car: "Don't push it, the car is closed, go back."

When Tong Wangjun bent down to close the car lock, he hummed softly.

"Did you fall?" I hurriedly asked, "Why don't you go to the hospital?"

"It's okay, I accidentally knocked on a rock, it hurts a bit, but it's nothing serious, let's go." Tong Wangjun waved his hands and walked in front.

When entering the community, Tong Wangjun stopped and looked back at me: "Are there any dirty places on my body?"

"You wait." I put down the gift in my hand, walked up to Tong Wangjun and patted it twice, "Okay, let's go."

When I went upstairs, I found that Tong Wangjun was a little nervous: "It's not like I've never seen it before, why are you so nervous?"

After eight years of marriage, Tong Wangjun is still nervous about seeing my parents, which makes me feel a little funny.

"Except for the last time I happened to meet in the supermarket, this is the first time I came here after our divorce." Tong Wangjun said, "Is there no one else?"

"Just my parents, no one else, don't worry, it's just a meal." I knocked on the door.

Chen Ke opened the door. After seeing Tong Wangjun, she was very excited and wanted to throw herself on Tong Wangjun: "Mom."

"Don't rush, your mother fell and hurt her back." I hurriedly stopped.

Entering the house, shut the air conditioner outside the door.

There was a lot of fragrance in the room, my dad was cooking, and my mom was helping.

"Dad, Mom." Tong Wangjun called out to the kitchen door twice.

"Well, come on." My dad looked back, "Go and sit down, the food will be ready soon."

"Chen Jin, take out the little sun in the house and bake it for Wang Jun. Don't freeze it in such a cold day." My mother told me, "Melon seeds, peanuts, and fruits are in the cabinet under the TV. Take them all out."

When I was at home, my mother didn't tell me to turn on the little sun, and she was reluctant to use electricity. Now Tong Wangjun came over and asked me to take out the little sun.

As if she thought I was slowing down, my mother washed her hands, came out of the kitchen, took the food from the cabinet, put it on a plate, and brought it to the table: "Wang Jun, come and eat, there are longan, apples, and oranges."

"Okay, okay, Mom, don't worry about me, I'll do it myself." Tong Wangjun responded.

After eating a longan, Tong Wangjun went into the kitchen: "Mom, I'll help you."

"Well, it's not easy to take a car, right?" I had the illusion that Tong Wangjun was my mother's daughter, and my mother and Tong Wangjun chatted very harmoniously, "Don't be so polite when you come home from now on, you don't need to bring things, you can take things at your own home, What is it like?"

Tong Wangjun nodded in response, with an obedient appearance, not at all bossy and bossy when facing me.

Facing my mother and me, Tong Wangjun has two personalities.

This made me wonder, is my mother so scary?Tong Wangjun actually listened to my mother like that.

The New Year's dinner was very popular, with ten dishes, which meant consummation and consummation, the table was full, and all six people sat on the table. Even Chen Le moved a small stool for her to sit on.

My dad took a bottle of Erguotou and poured himself a glass.

"Give me some too." I held out the cup.

"What kind of wine do you drink? There are drinks." My mother refused.

"It's okay, it's only two taels in one cup, so I can't get drunk." I know how much I drink.

"Have a drink." My dad also stopped me from drinking baijiu.

I'm a little puzzled, I remember when I was in high school, visiting relatives during Chinese New Year, my dad even taught me to drink baijiu, now that I'm an adult, why doesn't he let me drink it?

Moreover, when I was about to drink, my parents looked a little bit wrong, and my mother even gave my dad a sideways look, as if blaming him for not bringing out the wine.

"Forget it, don't drink, it's not interesting to drink, just have some drinks." My dad put the wine down.

"Drink something to be afraid of." I said.

My dad doesn't drink a lot, just occasionally, and I don't think it's a big deal.

As long as it's not drunk, it's fine.

"What to drink, he will be on duty later, don't drink, just drink some drinks." My mother said.

(End of this chapter)