The Prodigal Son: I Can Foresee the Future

January 14th.

The 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month.

Little New Year in the north.

From the early morning, the laughter of children resounded outside.

At the same time, there were crackling firecrackers and colorful flowers.

The atmosphere of the New Year was instantly released.

As the most important festival in China, every family is surrounded by a grand atmosphere.

Wash away the fatigue of the year, wipe out the vicissitudes of life, bring the joy of going home, carry the harvest of the year, throw yourself into the arms of your mother, and enjoy the warmth of the family.

The Spring Festival travel is grand.

Even if you squeeze your head, you have to rush to the train home, strive to be able to reunite with your family at the table in the roar of firecrackers, and eat the plate of dumplings that may only be eaten once a year.

Yes.

This is the New Year.

Although today is just Little New Year.

But every household still starts to get busy for this day according to local customs.

The lunch at noon is certainly important, but the most coveted thing for the children is the sumptuous dinner at night.

Of course.

For Lin Zhengfeng, perhaps the lunch at noon today is the most important.

Because his father-in-law and his family are coming.

Lin Ming got up early.

After a simple wash and breakfast, he received a call from Lin Zhengfeng, asking him to hurry over.

Wen Yuanyuan's parents obviously haven't come yet.

But Lin Ming and Lin Zechuan are smaller than each other as guests today.

Out of courtesy, they naturally can't let others wait for them.

When they arrived at Lin Zhengfeng's house, they found that Lin Zechuan was already waiting here.

There were a lot of cigarettes, alcohol, sugar and tea on the table in the main room, and Wen Yuanyuan and Zheng Wanling were preparing ingredients in the kitchen.

"Lin Ming."

Seeing Lin Ming coming, Lin Zechuan immediately stood up from the stool.

"Are you back?" Lin Ming smiled.

"Yeah." Lin Zechuan nodded.

Both were best friends in childhood.

But there was a sense of strangeness between Lin Ming and Lin Zechuan.

Time passed.

The purest feelings in the past were mixed with some other elements because of some trivial things in life.

Lin Ming did not hate Lin Zechuan.

Similarly, he did not like him.

Only after growing up did he see clearly that this was a person completely different from Lin Zhengfeng.

There was no right or wrong in this, it can only be said that they were not the same kind of people.

"You two should prepare first and brew tea leaves and other things. My mother-in-law and others have already arrived in town." Lin Zhengfeng said a little nervously.

After that.

He ran out again, not knowing what he was busy with.

Lin Ming boiled water and made tea with Lin Zechuan, waiting for Wen Yuanyuan's family to come.

During this process.

Lin Zechuan looked at Lin Ming from time to time, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

Lin Ming also felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward.

He first asked, "Where do you work now?"

"As a manager of a hotel chain in the city." Lin Zechuan said.

"Not bad, a decent job, you should earn a lot, right?" Lin Ming asked.

"About 30,000 yuan a month, year-end bonus and so on are not included." Lin Zechuan said.

"Yeah."

Lin Ming nodded and said nothing more.

Lin Zechuan pondered for a moment: "You are big now, the special cold medicine is so popular, Phoenix Pharmaceutical will soon go abroad, and you are the best among the three of us."

Lin Zechuan bit the words "three of us" very hard.

Lin Ming couldn't help but look up at him.

He is much fatter than before, and his face is much rosier.

But the marks left by the acne are still there.

"If I remember correctly, your child must be 3 years old now, right?" Lin Ming asked.

"3 and a half years old."

Lin Zechuan hesitated for a moment: "Lin Ming, I got married in a hurry, and many people didn't have time to inform them. Don't blame me, right?"

"Why should I blame you?"

Lin Ming shook his head: "I know about marriage. It's really busy and easy to make mistakes. I can understand."

He still had a smile on his face.

But Lin Zechuan could clearly feel that Lin Ming was no longer the Lin Ming he used to be.

This tone of indifference, even indifference, made Lin Zechuan clearly feel the alienation from Lin Ming.

He also understood.

Some things are like the youth that has passed.

You can never go back.

About half an hour later.

A few figures walked into the room amid Lin Zhengfeng's nervous look.

It was Wen Yuanyuan's mother He Fengying, father Wen Zongxian, and younger brother Wen Minghao.

Zheng Wanling greeted them warmly, and Wen Yuanyuan followed.

Lin Ming and Lin Zechuan looked at each other secretly.

First of all.

This family didn't take anythingthings, such as gifts.

Secondly.

They found that Wen Zongxian was like a person who could not laugh, with indifference written all over his face.

He Fengying could laugh.

But her laugh was a sneer, a very disgusted laugh.

This was not Lin Ming's random guess, but the kind that could be clearly seen.

Know a person's face.

This sentence is not just a saying.

As for Wen Yuanyuan's younger brother Wen Minghao, he is about 1.8 meters tall and is about 26 or 27 years old.

He looks pretty good, wearing a fashionable brand, and has earrings on both sides of his earlobes.

From the moment this family entered the house, Lin Ming felt something was wrong.

How could this family be a guest?

It's more like finding fault!

"Dad, Mom, these two are Lin Ming and Lin Zechuan, my childhood friends." Lin Zhengfeng introduced them.

"Hello, uncle, hello, aunt."

Lin Ming and the others nodded.

Wen Zongxian's family obviously didn't know Lin Ming, and even their son Wenminghao didn't show much shock.

The three of them just glanced at Lin Ming and Lin Zechuan.

Then they turned their heads at the same time and made a "hmm" sound from their noses.

Then.

Their words confirmed Lin Ming's suspicion.

"Sister, this place is too shabby, isn't it?"

Wenminghao raised his hand and patted the dust in the air.

Frowning, he said, "It's okay to have a rural bungalow, but there are only three rooms? Is this a hundred square meters inside and outside? After you marry him, you have to squeeze in here to sleep?"

Lin Zhengfeng's smile froze.

Wen Yuanyuan's face changed, and she said, "Your brother and I don't come back often, we only come back during the New Year and other holidays, and it's enough for us to live in."

"It's not okay during the New Year and other holidays. In such a small house, I really doubt how you sleep? Do you sleep on the floor?" Wenminghao said again.

He was like a woman, hiding his hands in his sleeves and waving them around, while pinching his nose with the other hand.

The awkward action made Lin Ming want to kick him.

Compared with his brother-in-law Chen Sheng, he was a world apart.

"Can you say less? You are so talkative and have no sense of propriety!" Wen Yuanyuan glared at Wen Minghao.

Zheng Wanling on the side hurriedly smiled and said, "Well... Zhengfeng's father died early, and I don't have much ability to make money, so I'll just make do with it for now, and wait until Zhengfeng and his family buy a building."

"Building?"

He Fengying spoke, her voice a little sharp.

"Where is it? Take it out and show it to us?"