When the weather is hot, feel like have the air conditioner on all the time at night, otherwise even the mat will be soaked wet when wake up in the morning.

Peng Xingwang said that he should save a little bit, and he would sleep with Jiang Wang from time to time, and the frequency would not be too dense to be too clingy, but occasionally coming to rub the air conditioner a few times was like acting like a spoiled child.

At first, he slept properly, but later he fell asleep on four limbs and rolled around like a puppy.

Sometimes when Jiang Wang woke up in the morning, he could see the child stretched out in all directions, his back and legs twisted into obtuse angles outside the quilt.

If it goes on like this, sooner or later the lumbar intervertebral disc will herniate.

When Fangquan called, it was still dark in the room, one big and one small groaned in exactly the same way, as if he could continue to sleep for a long time.

"...Hello." Jiang Wang rolled over: "What's the matter."

"Brother Jiang! It's me, a small house!" Fang Quan said energetically: "Is it convenient for you now, I have a very good house that I will keep for you, the one you said you wanted to buy last time!"

The man was busy working until two o'clock in the morning yesterday, and his brain is empty at the moment.

"house?"

"Ten minutes walk from the key middle school, fifteen minutes by bus to Hongshan Elementary School, convenient transportation and there is a hypermarket next to it, and!! The landlord's family wants to go abroad, so I'm in a hurry, the price is very low, and I can get the bottom of it!"

"There are really two families who are already looking at the room type. Brother, let me hug you first. Can you come and have a look later?"

Jiang Wang finally woke up a little and responded.

"Okay, I'll come over later."

Peng Xingwang slept and turned his stomach, and was suddenly poked.

"Wake up, follow me to see the house."

"...Am I going too?" The child lay under the quilt: "The place to live is good now."

"You are going to summer camp tomorrow. If you are idle today, you will be idle. Get up."

When went out, looked at watch, it was only half past twelve.

The two of them packed two cups of soy milk and pancakes downstairs. They didn't want the coriander to be slightly spicy, add an egg and a sausage, and the boss could memorize it long ago.

The house is located in a quiet high-end residential area, and the security guards will patrol 24 hours a day. The greening is as good as a garden.

Peng Xingwang hadn't woken up yet, and he was a little apprehensive when he walked in.

"Brother... Are you going to buy such a nice house?"

It was his first time in such a place.

Jiang Wang was noncommittal, followed Fangquan's text message to find the designated house number, and was stunned.

The flat-headed guy was comforting the landlord, and when he saw Boss Jiang appearing at the door, he hurried over.

"Brother Jiang!! Look at it!!"

"The decoration style is also your favorite! Simple and low-key cool color matching!"

"Brother Jiang told you that this is the first high-end community with self-provided fresh air system and central air-conditioning in our city, and the house has been lived in for three years without any smell. You can live in it anytime you buy it!"

The man watched for a while.

"I did mention that I wanted to buy a house." He cleared his throat and his expression softened: "But I didn't say that I wanted to buy a small villa, right."

What's more, it's a single-family three-storey villa.

This kind of house is of course very popular in first- and second-tier cities, and the appreciation every year is like riding a rocket to the moon.

The problem is... this is City A, and only he and Peng Xingwang will live here.

"The house is indeed a bit bigger," Fang Quanyou said with a sneer: "Five bedrooms and three living rooms with their own small garden, but Jiang Ge, look at the price - the landlords are eager to realize the low price, I sincerely regard you as Your friend brought you here."

That's right, 350 square meters is less than one million yuan, and it also comes with a full set of fine decoration and solid wood furniture. It's not a loss to buy it.

"Don't look at there are five rooms," Xiaoping said sternly: "You can get a gym, a study, and an audio-visual room. You can arrange it any way you want."

"Of course, it's also very convenient for you to bring your parents over for filial piety, or invite friends over to play for the night from time to time!"

Jiang Wang was a little moved by the cheap price.

He somehow thought of a better option.

Mr. Ji's house is small and old now, so he might as well come and rent his single room.

...but it seems too warm to invite him over now, so have to get to know him a little more.

Peng Xingwang followed Jiang Wang to read it up and down. Seeing that the man was still thinking, he asked carefully.

"If there are too many rooms, can you rent them to my father?"

"It's unlikely," Jiang Wang shook his head and said, "Your dad will be very busy for a while, and he has to travel to other provinces every once in a while."

"Eh?"

Ever since Peng Jiahui got the hang of selling, his whole body was like a chicken blood. Late at night, he made a big wish with Jiang Wang to get a house by himself.

He seemed to have been in the dark for 30 years and then suddenly figured it out, so he deliberately applied to the company for a more difficult job assessment, and took the initiative to run further business.

It's just that he can't take care of the children because he is busy with work, so he still has to ask Jiang Wang to take care of him for a while apologetically.

Jiang Wang has no objection at all.

He never hides these things from the children, he says as much as he knows, and the children's eyes glow when he hears them.

"Great," Peng Xingwang covered his face and said, "Dad has changed a lot, it's like someone cast a spell on him."

Jiang Wang thought to himself that I am a fairy, so let's take this compliment for now.

"This house is really in a good location." He and the child looked down from the balcony together. "You can build a swing in the small garden. The balcony is well-lit, and you can put two chaise longues to drink tea and read books."

There are green bamboos and flowers everywhere, the air smells very relaxing, and no one is running the coal stove all day long, so that the corridors can't be swept away.

Fang Quanyou was still standing in the small garden, raising his head and shouting at Jiang Wang: "The landlord promised to make another 20,000 cheaper!! Brother Jiang!! Think about it!!"

"Don't think about it!!" Jiang Wang shouted back: "Swipe the card directly!!"

The next day, when Xingwang stepped on the summer camp bus, he was full of reluctance, and he was still thinking about the fairy tale, which was full of green vines in his new home.

Big brother said to make a slide from the third floor straight to the living room, slide!

He also said that in the garden you can hatch bird eggs and raise a few parrots, and the birds will sing every morning!

"Have fun, pay attention to safety!" Jiang Wang waved goodbye, and saw the bus disappearing at the corner of the street before turning around and walking back.

He handed over the refurbishment of the new home to a trusted friend, and turned to study the new business himself.

wig.

There was a reason for the incident. Jiang Wang specially instructed his subordinates to collect and sort out the big data of the carnival to see which projects made the most money and where the goods were consumed the fastest.

He doesn't understand software programs, and he won't easily invest in industries he is not familiar with. Instead, he pays special attention to these down-to-earth matters.

Then accidentally discovered that there was a wig shop that ranked second in sales than stationery and catering, and was completely a dark horse with thick hair in the business world.

Jiang Wang was a little skeptical of the authenticity of the data that day, so he went to the store to study it carefully, and then burst into laughter.

"You don't know, Boss Jiang," the little boss in the store was also willing to share his business experience: "Now young people like this - what do they call this, forgetting love?"

It is to forget about love, and it is also non-mainstream.

There is still a certain generation gap between Jiang Wang and the current cultural trend, but he can quickly understand what happened.

Quietly, a new wave is coming.

The most fashionable language is Martian language. Junior high school students and high school students are secretly wearing wigs and pouting to take pictures. QQ space has become a new popular social platform.

I really want to get my hair two feet three, dye a half-rubbed fluorescent red and a large piece of opium green, and then use hairspray to paste a triangular flip head. Most of the results are that the school records a demerit and the work unit persuades him to quit.

A bunch of teenage kids like to compare and compete. After class, they secretly wear wigs and pretend to be cool. Today is the green-headed brother from Chenjiajie, and tomorrow is the melancholy boy of the sixth middle school.

Jiang Wang smiled and passed by, turning his head to try to sell a small batch of finished wigs in the bookstore.

It was sold clean that day.

Everyone buys and wears sneakily, but they are timid but curious.

Boss Jiang thought again and again, contacted the wig factory again, and decided to sell fake hair and clothes for s.

What kind of fake fox ears with double ponytails and drooping waist, as long as students ask for them, he dares to buy them.

So the flow of people in a certain bookstore quietly increased again.

Some students would mysteriously go in with their backpacks, and exchange money with one hand and exchange goods with one hand like an underground transaction.

"Do you have white hair? Where are the red lenses? Cough, I think who is..."

"Touch the new product, see how it feels, buy two and send hairspray, some?"

The students came out with their bags on their backs, and when they faced the aunt and uncle on the street, they still looked serious, as if they had just finished reviewing the Math Olympiad all night.

It's just that the haunting rate of strange costumes near parks and ancient buildings is increasing, and it has gradually become a peculiar scene in the city.

While Boss Jiang uses a new perspective to expand the channel functions of the bookstore, he will still be a little lonely.

Why is it that when the child leaves, there is silence around him.

No one was clamoring for oranges at night, and the bookstores’ eyes on businessmen were replaced by part-time students dozing off from time to time.

No one is watching TV at all, and still feel unaccustomed to listening to empty programs.

He started thinking about children.

Although the summer camp has only lasted for two weeks, somehow feel that the days are not right.

As a tough guy, Jiang Wang didn't allow himself to be too sentimental, but when he got home, he would tidy up Xingwang's room together, and open the windows for ventilation.

The child called with the IC card, and he was still stubborn.

"I miss you? It's rare for me to stop for a while, and it's finally clean these days."

Peng Xingwang hummed and acted coquettishly: "Brother—I miss you—you miss me too, right?"

"Okay, okay, I miss you, I really can't do anything about you."

The two were arrogant and sticky on the phone for a long time, and the assistant came over with a stack of documents.

"Mr. Jiang, this is the contract and email for the past two days."

Boss Jiang regained his expressionless and cool image in a second: "Oh."

The assistant endured the slander and handed him the letter with the stamp.

"There is a letter from Cizhou, and the recipient is Peng Xingwang."

Jiang Wang took a look at the thick letter, and it was actually Du Wenjuan who wrote it in his own hand.

He was stunned for a few seconds, and the assistant reminded in a low voice.

"She sent you one too."

Jiang Wang stretched out his hand and found that it was really two letters.

"...Me too?" The man smiled unconsciously: "Understood, I'll take a look first."

When the assistant left, Jiang Wang took a knife and carefully removed the plastic seal, and took out the carefully folded letter paper.

In the era of 2G without video calls, inter-provincial long-distance calls were too expensive, and mail delivery was just emerging. Letters were still the most commonly used medium.

Du Wenjuan's words are delicate and stretched, much like her style.

Jiang Wang's younger brother:

Long time no see, how are you?

It has been raining all the time in Cizhou recently. Sometimes when see children wearing rubber shoes treading water, will think of you and miss them even more.

I wrote a letter to Xingxing, instructing him to be obedient and study hard, eat less snacks and avoid gaining weight.

After thinking about it, also wrote you a letter, hope you don't feel abrupt.

When I saw you before, I found that you have scars next to your eyes. Have you been bullied by anyone? Is it okay to work hard outside alone?

You are independent and capable. I have always admired you, but I also want to give some advice as a cousin.

Jiang Wang, don't take any risks when you are outside, everything is safe first.

The amount of money you earn is important, but I also hope that everything goes well with Peng Xingwang, and I hope you have nothing to worry about, eat more meals frequently, and have good dreams every night.

May you be happy and healthy. Du Wenjuan.

July 31, 2006

The first time Jiang Wang received a letter was from his mother.

As if he had forgotten how to read, he stared at it several times, chewing each line over and over, and smiled with his eyes down.

In a sense, his mother sent a letter to him when he was young, and to him now.

Each one represents care and warmth.

Jiang Wang carefully stored Peng Xingwang's letter in his locked drawer, and waited for the child to open it for him when he got home. He read the letter carefully, and was a little helpless to find a pen and paper to reply.

Mom wrote me a letter.

Mom told me to protect myself, she cared about me very much.

Jiang Wang tried hard not to pay attention to the excited thoughts in his heart like a child, pursed his lips and thought about it, wondering how to write.

He began to regret that he had fallen asleep several times in Chinese class, and his mind was empty when he really wanted to write something.

In the end, replied a little clumsily, sealed it with an envelope tape, and sent it back to own courier.

It was only forty minutes before and after, but it seemed like it would take days to get over it.

His empty chest seemed to be stuffed with something, like two sticks and a few pieces of letter paper, so that when the heart shook again, it wouldn't collide and make noises everywhere.

Peng Xingwang seemed to know that Jiang Wang twisted Ba. He just called the day before yesterday and called again today.

The first sentence on the face is "Big Brother! I miss you so much!".

Really candid.

Jiang Wangxu responded in a vain voice, and then showed off in a childish tone that was completely inappropriate for his age: "Your mother wrote you a letter, and also wrote a letter to me."

"Ah!! Mom wrote a letter to me!! Hurry up and read it to me!!" The child became annoyed over the phone: "Why did I go to summer camp, I want to read the letter too."

But he quickly recovered himself and asked expectantly, "Brother, will you write to me in the future?"

Jiang Wang thought for a while: "Let's call."

He couldn't handle such delicate matters.

The child rolled around like a spoiled child, wanting to hear what Du Wenjuan wrote to him and what he replied, and told Jiang Wang to protect his letter in every possible way, wishing he could fly back to read it now.

When he hung up the phone, Jiang Wang stretched his waist to get off work, and hummed all the way when he went to pick up the car.

At dusk and dusk, the afterglow is like a warm and light coat, hugging everyone equally.

His cheeks were warm, and so was his heart.

The child is not bad at night watching cartoons in the living room. Jiang Wang watched half an episode of "Approaching Science" by himself nibbling on an orange. He was extremely sleepy at 8:30 in the evening.

I simply washed head and went back to room to sleep, and lived a very healthy life.

Summer nights are quiet and peaceful, and dreams are unimportant and plain stories.

While immersed, Jiang Wang suddenly heard an anxious knock on the door.

"Brother Jiang!"

"Mr. Jiang, are you there?!"

He slept so soundly that it took him a while to realize that it was the voice in reality, and he got out of bed and quickly walked over to open the door.

"Teacher Ji?!"

Ji Linqiu's face was pale, and he had never been in such an embarrassed state before.

"Brother Jiang, please help me," he was completely panicked, and he stumbled a little: "My dad - my dad has a cerebral hemorrhage, and now he is operating at the provincial hospital, and the doctor has issued an emergency notice, can you take me there? ?!"

Jiang Wangyan quickly brought him a cup of hot water: "Stay steady, I'll put on some clothes and drive you there now."

Ji Linqiu has never asked anyone to do things in the middle of the night. He felt guilty and at a loss for a while, and murmured, "It's too sudden, I'm sorry..."

"Let's talk about it." Jiang Wang had already put on his shoes, copied his shoulders and closed the door and went downstairs together, instinctively wanting to give Ji Linqiu more strength: "We are buddies, it's natural to take care of each other when something happens."

At 3:30 in the morning, even the gas station clerk fell asleep. He slammed the door three times before reaching out to wipe the haram, and almost added the wrong model.

Jiang Wang happened to be driving a good car for the company to talk about business, and it started faster than the stone road and was stable, which was much better than the third-hand Xiali.

He was engrossed in driving on the road, allowing the bright lights to dispel the darkness along the way.

During the period, Ji Linqiu's mobile phone kept ringing, and some women cried for help, saying that the situation was urgent, and the doctors had issued a notice to them to prepare.

Jiang Wang had never been in contact with Teacher Ji's family, nor did he ask who the woman on the other side was.

"Mr. Ji, you use my mobile phone to call this person, he has a connection in the provincial capital."

Ji Linqiu dialed the phone while helping him look after it was so dark that the long road could not be seen on both sides of the water.

The first time no one picked up, he must be sleeping.

"Call again," Jiang Wang said, not afraid of offending people, "after answering the call, turn on the speakerphone."

The second ring was two and immediately connected, and there was a gruff scolding; "Fuck you, what time is it?"

"Yezi, help me find someone, do you know any friends from the People's Hospital?" Jiang Wang looked straight at the road and spoke in a calm voice: "My teacher's family is seriously ill, and now there is no bed in a hurry."

"Doctors don't accept red envelopes now, so there's no way out in the middle of the night." The opposite side scolded the mother again, thinking for a long time: "My beloved brother is a doctor in another hospital, and there are usually reserved beds there, no, you can do it. Transfer procedures—what's the disease?"

It was only at this moment that Ji Linqiu responded aloud, "Brain hemorrhage."

"It's a coincidence, my brother-in-law is the brain hospital. When I send a text message, you can call him and tell him."

After a few tossing, the matter was actually settled on the road.

Ji Linqiu's father was still dealing with a series of car accidents in the hospital at the same time. The operation was full and he could not treat more patients. He could only be transferred to the hospital after the operation was done urgently.

Ji Linqiu didn't take a deep breath until the matter was settled, and his face was still pale.

"I'm your teacher." He put the back of his hand to his eyes, his voice trembling under the pressure: "...Thank you, I owe you a favor."

"It's just a slip of the tongue," Jiang Wang skillfully double-flashed to signal the car in front to look at the road: "Your family is in the provincial capital?"

"No, just to see my sister. She has been married for many years."

Ji Linqiu took a deep breath and pressed his forehead against the car window: "My dad is old and his living habits are not good, alas."

Jiang Wang actually envied people like him.

My parents are still by side, even if stumble a little on weekdays, they are still thinking about each other, and must be very at ease.

He didn't say anything, just concentrated on driving.

"It's okay, I'll take care of this with you."

When they arrived, the sky was already bright, as if it had been dyed several layers of gray by the mist.

Father Ji has been transferred to the brain hospital and is resting in the ward at the moment.

The surgery is a near miss, and the prognosis is good. As long as the medication is taken steadily and carefully, it will be fine to take it slowly for a period of time.

When Jiang Wang accompanied Ji Linqiu up, Ji's mother was thanking her life with tears.

She was short and rickety, as if she had suffered a lot in life, with wrinkles on her cheeks and the backs of her hands.

But looks well-dressed and educated.

Next to him was a tearful young woman with a face similar to Ji Linqiu's, which should be his own sister.

"Mom." Ji Linqiu whispered.

"This is Brother Jiang, he helped contact the hospital bed."

The two women rushed over to greet them, thanking them in every possible way.

Jiang Wang didn't know how to deal with this kind of situation, so he politely said he had a phone call and hid in a safe passage not far away to smoke.

He had never seen Ji Linqiu panic and embarrassed before, so he was a little embarrassed when he was involved.

But anyway, as long as people are safe, it's not a big problem.

Just thinking about it, a clear slap on the face suddenly came from a distance.

"You useless bastard!"

Jiang Wang's expression changed, he quietly pushed the fire door open a crack, and found that Ji Linqiu was beaten to the other side.

"How many times have your father and I tried to persuade you," the woman was hysterical and undisguised when there was no outsider: "We have all found a way, as long as you come here, you can come to the bank to work, but it is really impossible to find a good unit to do something. Money errands, you are teaching in that shitty place, your father is dying and you can’t make it!!”

Ji Linqiu's back is very thin.

He was silent for a long time, his voice still cold.

"It's all right now."

"It's something, it's a big thing!" The woman's voice was sharp and harsh, as if she didn't care whether the people in the ward would be woken up: "Our old Ji family only has your son, and your father is just worried that you will come to the provincial capital. ."

"I ask you, when are you going to find a decent family to marry?!"

"You are already going to run for three people, but if you don't want your father to wake up and be mad, you better understand!!"

"Our old Ji family - we can't do it!!!" w, please keep in mind:,,,