On the morning of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhisu received a text message from her father in the cafeteria, saying that she wanted to have a meal with the family. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She replied that she wanted to make up the class and couldn't go.

As soon as the text message was sent, the call came, and Zhisu saw the two overlapping words at the beginning of the address book, sighed in her heart, and still answered it.

"Hey, Zhisu, why do you still have class today?" There is a tone of distrust in the words, the country has stipulated that the Mid-Autumn Festival should be a holiday, why is K University blatantly making up classes?

"Didn't I take a double major in Japanese? Classes are held on weekends and holidays. In fact, there was no need to make up the class this time, but the teachers and students wanted to have a good holiday on the "Eleventh Day", and after some discussion, they decided to sacrifice the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Oh, what time are you? Have time in the evening, right? ”

"It's going to be six o'clock in the afternoon, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the road must be blocked, why don't you eat? I won't go, I'm so tired after class. "When I go back, I have to organize my notes and review, and I have to read it every day to learn a small language, and if I don't turn it over for a day, I won't have a sense of language. After each of the eight classes, she was so tired that she couldn't even move her fingers.

"It's okay, we'll wait for you. You take a taxi directly to Haidilao after class, and I will set a dinner table at seven o'clock. ”

“…… Good. Even if she broke up with her family, she still couldn't refuse her father, and if she continued like this, she was afraid that she would have to go home for the New Year. Zhisu was tired, took a bite of the bun, couldn't drink the white porridge made from the leftovers overnight, and went directly to the teaching building.

All day, she was in a trance, the teacher ordered her to answer the questions several times and looked confused, and finally the teacher laughed at her mind not in class, afraid that she wanted to reunite with her family to eat moon cakes and crabs.

As soon as class ended, the classmates were invited to dinner in groups of three or five. She packed her books and walked around the back of the school building to catch the bus, which saved her money and time.

The road is still blocked, but the road is not long, and it will be there after a while, and her father will invite the whole family to Haidilao for dinner, which is very unexpected to her.

Although the price here is not very expensive, how could my father know that such a place that young people like to come to, probably asked by the woman?

When she walked to the door, she saw a white Audi driving into the parking lot on the right, with four circles on the front of it glittering in the sunlight. She looked into the car, but it was not him, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in her heart.

The phone rang, and her father told her that she was on the floor, and under the guidance of the waiter, she quickly found a place to have a meal, which was a table by the window on the fourth floor.

Father ordered a six-seater, in addition to the family, there was a girl a few years older than her, dressed really charmingly, the makeup on her face was very thick, the foundation was dry and fell off, as soon as she spoke, it rained "lime rain" on her cheeks, Zhisu decisively chose the window seat farthest away from her.

The little mother didn't apologize for beating her last time, but introduced her with a smile: "Zhisu, this is my cousin Xiaoli, who just entered graduate school this year, and is your direct senior sister." ”

"Oh, I don't know all the senior sisters of the graduate students, even the people of our level I don't recognize." Zhisu briefly introduced herself again and fell silent.

Wen Xiaoli looked at her curiously, with a hint of doubt in her eyes, but more disdain, especially when she saw her wearing dozens of yuan stalls, the contemptuous tsundere eyes were just the same as her cousin.

This is the reason for the blood relationship, right?

Since she was eating hot pot, she thought that she should have a mandarin duck pot, and she could take care of both spicy and non-spicy food, but then everyone else could eat spicy, and she put it down when she came to her mouth.

The bottom of the pot is spicy, the little mother and sister are super delicious, and they also vigorously said that the soup base is not flavorful enough, the beer is not cold enough, even Jiajia is also a leader in spicy food, and his father who is from Hunan is naturally also a good hand in spicy, but Zhisu is sandwiched in such a group of people, and her body and mind are tormented.

"Zhisu, eat more!" Father scooped a spoonful of meat for her, she didn't speak, but she caught a glimpse of her mother's jealous eyes, and hurriedly said, "I'm not very hungry, scoop it to Jiajia!" ”

She knew that something bad was going to happen when she took the first bite, and it was so spicy that her stomach twitched like a pain, but her father's face couldn't be brushed, so she endured the burning stomach and ate the scoop.

It was just a spoonful of food, and it took her half an hour, and she was already sweating profusely when she was done.

Xuan Bowen saw that her daughter was eating very slowly, so thin that her lips couldn't cover her teeth, and her eyes were quite distressed, so she couldn't help but continue to scoop food for her.

Zhisu hurriedly put down the chopsticks and stopped him: "Recently, my stomach has been upset, I can't eat more, I'm full, you eat." ”

"Why do you eat so little?"

"I don't know why, my stomach is much smaller than before, and I feel uncomfortable if I eat too much." She did not tell either of her parents that she had stomach problems, and the doctor advised her to eat small, frequent meals, no spicy and cold, and more stomach-warming food.

Her stomach was caused by too much hunger in elementary school, when her parents quarreled all day long, and they didn't bother to care about her food, and it became an old problem over time.

"I was unhappy when I saw you enter the door, I'm afraid you don't want to eat with us, so you make an excuse for a small stomach?" The little mother snorted and glanced at her impatiently.

It's good, she doesn't like to get along with her, just to save the matter of going home for the New Year.

"Did you go to the hospital?" Xuan Bowen didn't take his wife's words to heart, but just asked about his daughter's body, and as soon as he looked down, he saw the eldest daughter's slender pencil legs, and the calves were only as big as Jiajia, and he felt guilty.

"Go, no problem." Zhisu smiled, and there was sadness in her smile that only she knew.

Like a fish drinking water, cold and warm self-knowing, for so many years, she has deeply realized what it means to be indifferent, and she no longer has the luxury of expecting that the person who gave birth to her can wake up late at night, in a dream, thinking of her daughter, thinking about her starving and freezing outside, and worrying that she will be the last student in the class to pay tuition......

She only ate one spoonful, never moved her chopsticks again, didn't drink anything, and looked at the night view of K City in a state of emptiness.

The city of K under the neon lights is brilliant and brilliant, and no one knows where there are people crying and suffering. Just like she is in Haidilao, even if there is family and hot dishes in front of her, her heart is still cool.

Xuan Bowen was afraid that his daughter would not be full, so he hurriedly asked, "Why don't you order a bowl of pasta?" ”

"No, I'm already full," she was afraid that her father wouldn't believe it, so she made up an excuse randomly, "I have a classmate's birthday today, and I brought a lot of food and a snack during recess, so my stomach is not hungry until this time." ”

It's not that she's not hungry, but she doesn't dare to eat, and a spoonful of spicy vegetables is in her stomach, and her stomach is already churning in Haiti. She got up and went to the toilet, not wanting to go back to the dinner table so quickly, so she sat on the toilet for twenty minutes, and then went to the beverage self-service machine to pour a cup of hot milk tea.

After drinking hot drinks, the stomach is more comfortable, and it is no longer tossed around.