i was my mistake

(One)

After eating, Wan Qing shook her hand and leaned against the comfortable leather chair back: "Wash the dishes."

"Shall I wash it?"

"I cook, you wash the dishes, is it fair?"

"Fair, fair, so fair..."

"Remember to clean the kitchen, and clean the range hood and stove."

"Can you stop talking like your mother?" Ye Chen covered his forehead, "It gives me a headache..."

"Get used to it in advance, in case your mother is gone, you still have a new mother." Wan Qing's tone was a bit playful.

"...We have already reminded you, it should be all right, right?"

Wan Qing didn't answer directly, but just tapped on the small square table, watching Ye Chen tidy up the dishes: "Do you know the butterfly effect?"

"Butterfly effect? ​​Sounds like you heard it?" He said while stacking the dinner plates together.

In an age when information is not so developed, even this kind of noun that even elementary school students will know in the future is a little strange to Ye Chen.

"When a butterfly flaps its wings, it may cause a storm in the distant place." Wan Qing rested her cheeks, her pink nails still tapping the table lightly again and again, "That's probably what I mean, and I'm In the past, existence itself has changed history, plus those things I have done, the whole world may cause big changes because of such small changes."

"Hiss...sounds like there's going to be big trouble?" Ye Chen picked up all the plates and walked into the kitchen, "Won't it cause chaos in the world?"

"Maybe." Wan Qing crossed her legs, "But it might just change mother's future."

"Anyway, it's good to continue to live."

"...if only it were that easy."

"what?"

Wan Qing remembered some speculations she had made, but she didn't have a definite answer.

She sighed faintly, put one hand on the back of the chair, and looked slightly sideways towards the kitchen: "Hey, why don't you go shopping at the night market later?"

"Ah—?" Ye Chen couldn't hear what she said clearly because of the splashing water.

"Wait and visit the night market." Wan Qing raised her voice.

"Oh, okay... I said, how do you cook, this kitchen is too messy..."

"When you see it, clean it up."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Like an obedient little daughter-in-law, Ye Chen kept answering, and even went to the door of the kitchen on purpose, and gave her a helpless and well-behaved expression.

Wan Qing couldn't help laughing.

Although she looks ordinary, she is at least in good health, unlike her later self who got so fat that she didn't even want to look in the mirror.

In comparison, the current Ye Chen is simply too pleasing to the eye.

……

(two)

The night market is a city specialty of this relatively backward era.

They are like bazaars that belong to the city.

In the countryside, they are usually in the morning, but in the city, in order to meet the commuting time of most people, it is changed to the night.

No one stipulates anything, and everything changes subtly.

As night fell and the lights came on, the traffic on this spacious road gradually decreased, but there were more people setting up stalls.

Some people hang flashlights for lighting, others use flashlights that function as desk lamps, and some people connect to batteries and hang a very bright lamp.

But in short, these small light bulbs are all hanging and not secure.

When the breeze blows gently, it will shake slightly.

Those lights and shadows also swayed together.

Just like this era full of unknowns, breaking the stereotypes, and bringing turmoil to ordinary people, there is no one who can settle down in the sky.

There are a wide variety of things on the street stalls, and not all of them are purchased from the same wholesale market, and some are even taken directly from the manufacturers.

There are people who sell anything.

Wan Qing even saw someone selling workshop light bulbs in the factory. The shirtless middle-aged man held up a light bulb that was connected to the power supply: "Look, this is the light bulb used in our workshop. It is usually installed in the workshop. At night, when the shift starts at night, it can be as bright as in the daytime. It’s bright, it’s new, it’s all unused, it’s cheap to sell, and it’s cheap to deal with!”

I don't know if he got out of the factory or if the factory took it out to pay his wages.

Or a small factory closed down, and the workers spontaneously distributed everything that could sell for some money.

In this day and age, such things are hardly new.

Some people even deliberately say that it is a good product unloaded from the factory when it is wholesaled from other places, so as to convince others of its quality.

There are also quite a few stalls selling used clothes, but I heard that those are taken from dead people, or picked up from trash cans and cleaned. In short, people who are not really poor will not buy them.

——Of course, there are exceptions. For example, workers on the construction site will buy this kind of old clothes as work clothes for work, because they don't have to worry about it being dirty or broken.

After all, they are usually very cheap.

Some of them are bought one by one, and some are even packaged and weighed by the catty.

Wan Qing couldn't help but sigh with emotion at such a magnificent scene: "The human flavor of the old era..."

"Aren't there any stalls in the future?" Ye Chen took half a step forward and walked side by side with her.

"Yeah, no more, because it will affect the appearance of the city, and later... it is not allowed to be displayed."

"why?"

"Heh." Wan Qing chuckled, with a hint of resentment and helplessness in her laughter.

"It seems that you hate that era in the future."

"Yeah, do you know how I died?"

"Jump off the building."

"Do you know why I jumped off the building?"

"why?"

"Because I can't even say anything."

"Why? So... what is it?"

"If you want to know that much, I'll tell you little by little, first of all from..."

"Uh, um..."

"Hehe." After Wan Qing finished everything, she didn't continue, but only responded with two sneer.

Seeing Ye Chen looking at her all the time, he asked indifferently: "What do you think? Are these things really what they should be?"

"According to what you said, everything you do is for everyone's benefit. You can't think so selfishly." Ye Chen was a little unhappy—most of the previous ones were because although he actually slandered, he rarely acted like this serious rebuttal.

"The older I get, the less I believe lies."

"How could it be a lie, I believe that everything here is sincere, and all of us are a collective."

"yes."

"Well, even if there are some sacrifices, it is to protect the majority of people."

"Then what if you are the one to be sacrificed?"

"I will definitely accept it." There was a firm light in Ye Chen's eyes.

Wan Qing laughed at him: "Oh, then you are really great."

"It's normal to sacrifice yourself for others, right?"

Wan Qing twitched the corners of her mouth, she suddenly couldn't say a lot of things she wanted to ridicule him.

Not being convinced by him, but seeing the heart of the once sincere self.

It turned out that she also had such a time.

She was a little emotional.

Feeling the ruthlessness of the years, feeling the devastation of the world.

"When you grow up, you'll believe I'm right."

"I am an upright and kind person now, and I will be an upright and kind person when I grow up."

"Stupid guy, do you really think there are only two kinds of justice and evil in this world?"

"Everything has right and wrong, or who is more right and who is more wrong, or the two powers harm each other and take the lesser."

"it's up to you."

"I'll try not to become you."

"It's a pity, this thing can't be done with hard work." Wan Qing smiled contemptuously, and didn't continue the topic.

She suddenly quickened her pace and stopped in front of a small stall.

This is a stall selling tape machines.

In addition to tape machines, it also sells some of the most avant-garde MP3 players and second-hand pagers.

Of course, the largest turnover is still the tape machine.

After all, cheap.

When buying a tape player or other more expensive products, the boss will give some small gadgets - such as lighters with metal casings, lighters with beautiful patterns, and small flashlights.

In contrast, the stall of another owner next to him sells a lot of things-only radios, radios of various shapes and sizes.

It's also the hottest thing selling right now.

Although you can't see the picture, you can at least hear the sound, which is cheap enough.

"Boss, how do you sell this second-hand pager?"

"Two hundred and eight."

"The new ones are only three or four hundred. Why are you selling second-hand ones so expensive?"

"I'm all good-looking. If you don't mind the poor appearance, here, this one has scratches on the screen and a lot of bumps. If you want it, I'll sell it to you for [-]."

"Too expensive, too expensive." The man who asked for the price shook his head and left with his hands behind his back - anyway, this street is full of night stalls, and he has quite enough choices.

"Boss, how do you sell the tape machine, it must have a recording function."

"Oh, the recording function? This is expensive, and the cheapest is twenty."

Nightingale was silent for a while.

Although affordable, but the money in the pocket is not enough.

"Forget it." She turned around lightly, without feeling embarrassed at all.

On the contrary, Ye Chen smiled awkwardly.

In order to cover up the embarrassment and the stiffness after talking about the topic just now, Ye Chen pointed at a stall not far away and exaggeratedly shouted: "Ah, Wanqing, there is a stall selling tablecloths there, do you want to buy one back?" Put it on the table?"

The table in the apartment is very simple, just an ordinary wooden square table, solid and simple.

——After all, there must be somewhere to save costs.

After the tablecloth is laid, it will indeed look more delicate.

And those beautiful grid patterns have a kind of regular beauty. When you see them, you can't help but relax a lot.

"Well, let's buy one."

"Speaking of which, did you come to the night market today just to buy a tape player?"

"It's just a random look-if you see a stall selling broken machines and loose parts, remember to tell me."

"what happened?"

"I can repair or assemble."

"Really?" Ye Chen opened his eyes excitedly, "You know this?"