Zhang Qiang changed a bottle of room-temperature beer and handed it to Lin Feifei. When he turned around and was about to pick up the bottle, Lin Feifei had already pried off the bottle cap with his teeth.
"Damn it! My siblings are awesome!"
Zhang Qiang was shocked, his eyes full of appreciation.
I took the lead in raising the bottle, and the two of them also raised it and touched it.
Although Zhang Qiang lives in his hometown, he runs a small shop by himself, contacts all kinds of people, has a broad vision, and chats with him without any barriers.
To be honest, I quite envy his life. My wife and children are on the hot bed, and I open a shop. In addition to this bungalow in the countryside, there is also a building rented out in the town. I can't help but wonder, if I had stayed in my hometown, would I be like him and live a long life? to this kind of life?
Zhang Qiang raised his head and took a sip of beer, and suddenly said with emotion: "Binzi, I actually envy you."
I was stunned, looked at him in surprise, and smiled bitterly, "Why do you envy me? I also envy you!"
"I envy you for having the courage to live your own life. No matter what others think or say, you never live for others. Unlike me, everything is arranged by my family."
I was a little surprised, thinking that I was the only one who envied him, but I didn't expect that he also envied my life.
After being silent for a while, I laughed at myself and said, "I have nothing to envy. Don't think how glamorous it is for me to work in a big city. Do you know what others say about us? They say that we are like the palace maids and eunuchs of the past."
"..."
I took a sip of beer, and a cool feeling penetrated my heart. My tone was like telling someone else's story.
"On the Internet, it is said that we have seen the world, but we have no house and no future. This sentence is a bit heartbreaking, but I can't refute it. But I think as long as you know what you want and what is most important, then work hard in this direction. Enough."
Zhang Qiang took a sip of wine, "But now it doesn't mean that you can succeed if you work hard."
I agree with this statement, but I don't completely agree.
"You may not succeed if you work hard, but there is no hope if you don't work hard! Just like us living, the final result for everyone is death, so I can't stop living just because I will die sooner or later."
Zhang Qiang's eyes trembled violently, and he took a deep breath, as if he wanted to turn this shock into his own inner strength.
He raised the bottle and touched it with me. When he put down the glass, he sighed.
"You are indeed more mature than before. You are right. That's why I envy you. Going to work in a big city is actually very difficult to stay in this city, but at least you dare to work hard."
A gust of night wind blew by, bringing a bit of coolness and a touch of sadness in the air. We are only in our early thirties, and life has already made us feel its heaviness and helplessness.
I said "Hi", "It's best to stay. It doesn't matter if you can't stay. I'm not afraid of failure, I'm afraid of regret. Why are you suddenly envious of me?"
Zhang Qiang sighed and gently stroked the top of his daughter's head with his big hand.
"Because I'm afraid that my child will have to live in a big city when he grows up. It's a bit bitter. I didn't eat it, so she has to eat it."
I patted his shoulder and said, "Don't think so much. We are all ordinary people. It's enough to do our best within our capabilities."
A look of relief appeared on Zhang Qiang's face, "You're right, your live broadcast is pretty good now! I've seen it a few times, and it's not bad at all."
He sighed and continued: "I didn't expect you to come see me. I had good relationships with several of my friends in the beginning, but in the end they stopped talking to me when they got rich. They were all blinded by money."
I gritted my teeth and was filled with righteous indignation: "Damn it! I also want to get lost."
"..."
To put it bluntly, I actually envy Zhang Qiang's family for their happy life. A big city has the prosperity of a big city, and a small city has the stability of a small city. Everything is just a choice. Now that you have made a choice, go on bravely.
Life is about choices. If you want to be supported by the top three and have spring all year round, is that possible?
Because there was a live broadcast in the evening, I didn’t dare to drink more, I only drank one
Bottle of beer meaning.
When I got home, I hurriedly put up the equipment and "clocked in" at eight o'clock in the evening.
After the broadcast started, fans noticed that the background had changed, and they were immediately curious about where it was. I explained that I had returned to my hometown in the countryside, and they all said they wanted to see what my yard looked like.
It was hard to refuse the hospitality, so I just held up the mobile phone holder and walked around the yard.
The area of my yard is about 300 square meters. After a fire last year, it was renovated into a new Chinese style. It has a quaint feeling in the camera, and the comment area of the live broadcast room was immediately boiling.
"Damn it! It turns out that the host has a mansion at home. Quick! Pass it on!"
"This yard is so beautiful. I also want to have a small yard in the countryside."
"Anchor, you just said that you have a vegetable garden at home, can you let us take a look?"
I stretched my neck and glanced outside the door. It was dark and wintery outside, and I couldn't see anything clearly.
"I can't do it today, it's too dark. I'm going to pick lychees tomorrow morning and sell them at the market. If you want to watch, I can live broadcast me selling lychees at the market." Kansula
Everyone was interested in picking lychees and wanted me to start broadcasting from the moment I picked lychees. It was hard to resist the enthusiasm, but I said the ugly thing beforehand: "I may have to get up at six o'clock in the morning to pick lychees, so I will start the live broadcast when I get up." , everyone Buddhists should watch it! Don’t get up early just to watch the live broadcast.”
Like Lin Feifei, the fans in the live broadcast room were all interested in going to the market and picking lychees. I thought that there would be no one watching the live broadcast at around six o'clock in the morning, so I turned on the live broadcast and went to the garden.
I fixed my phone with a phone holder, adjusted the angle, and started picking lychees.
The best time to pick lychees is in the morning, when they are wet with dew at night. The freshly picked lychees are especially sweet. Now that the weather is hot, it is difficult to keep lychees fresh, but I brought back a foam storage box in advance with a lot of ice packs and storage pads in it. Keeping it fresh is not a problem.
I didn’t dare to pick too many at once, so I estimated the amount I would sell in the morning. I was very busy when Lin Feifei's lazy voice suddenly sounded from behind me.
"My dear, why didn't you call me when you got up?"
"Let you sleep a little longer!"
I turned around and smiled, and suddenly realized that she was wearing slippers.
"Why did you come to the garden wearing slippers? Your feet are covered in mud."
Lin Feifei pouted, "Isn't there a water pipe here? Just flush it."
I sighed, turned on the faucet, and picked up the water pipe.
"Put your feet out."
Lin Feifei wore a pair of shorts, and her long white legs shone brightly in the sun.
She slowly stretched out her foot, revealing a delicate jade foot. Her toenails were pink and tender, like peach blossoms blooming in spring, especially pink and tender in the sun. The skin on the instep of her feet was delicate, like porcelain, reflecting the Give out a faint light...
