There was a strange atmosphere in the room for a while.
Xu Zhengyang took out a cigarette from his pocket as if there was no one around, took out one and handed it to Li Chengzhong. Li Chengzhong smiled awkwardly and shook his head in decline. He knew that Jiang Lan's words just now really hurt people's self-esteem. The word "whimsical" was completely
You can use a more euphemistic term.
Li Chengzhong faced Xu Zhengyang and showed a comforting look. Living in this real society, it is better to put away his cheap self-esteem. Originally, the two were not people living in the same class, so Jiang Lan said such words
, and there seems to be nothing wrong with it.
Of course Xu Zhengyang would not understand what Li Chengzhong was saying, but from the look in his eyes, Xu Zhengyang knew that the other person was trying to comfort him not to mind too much.
So Xu Zhengyang returned a very honest smile, and then lit a cigarette as he was about himself.
There is no ashtray on the table...
Xu Zhengyang smoked lightly, knocked the ash into the water glass, and watched as the gray-black ash was soaked by the clear water and slowly fell to the bottom of the glass.
"I'm sorry, maybe my words just now were a little inappropriate. I hope you don't misunderstand."
The weird quiet atmosphere in the room was broken by Jiang Lan, who had a wry smile on her face. Even she couldn't understand why she felt so uneasy in her heart. The short-term dullness is usually the one who stays calm until the end.
The winner, the art of conversation, does not lie in striking first, but in being calm and calm. When she first met Xu Zhengyang, Jiang Lan had not thought about this aspect. She always thought that he was just a poor boy from the countryside, without any
He has no cultural background, he just plays some clever tricks and uses superstitious methods to fool the ignorant farmers in the countryside. Jiang Lan even thought about why in this era, there are still places that are so backward and have such ignorant ideas?
Perhaps, this just shows that this rural boy is extraordinary?
But when she accidentally noticed the strange look in Xu Zhengyang's squinted eyes for the first time, she began to feel a little uneasy, so she thought of relying on reality and the most practical strength to make the other party understand that you
Self-esteem is so cheap for me. It also puts pressure on the other person and will not do anything excessive.
But now Jiang Lan, she found that she seemed to have made a mistake: this poor boy who had grown up in the countryside and had basically never seen the world, his self-esteem, which was extremely cheap in the eyes of people from the upper class of society, seemed...
...tough?
"Auntie..." Xu Zhengyang still called softly with the tacky polite address from the countryside, raised his head, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "What you said is right, but you used the wrong object and looked at the wrong person."
"Huh?" Jiang Lan showed a forced smile and looked at Xu Zhengyang pretending to be confused, waiting for the other party to continue.
Xu Zhengyang smiled, leaned on the back of the sofa, took a puff of cigarette with a relaxed expression, slowly exhaled the smoke and said: "My name is Xu Zhengyang... I am an out-and-out farmer who has no scheming ideas and never likes to take matters into his own hands."
The thinking is too complicated, there is really no need for you to think of me like a bad guy."
"I'm just reminding you." Jiang Lan was a little embarrassed.
"What are you reminding me? I am not worthy of Bing Jie, let alone want to marry her as my wife?" Xu Zhengyang asked with a smile.
Jiang Lan looked at Xu Zhengyang and could only respond to Xu Zhengyang with silence, telling him that this was the case.
"It's really not that complicated... There is a saying in our hometown that a person has a face and a tree has a bark. After all, I am also a big man." Xu Zhengyang leaned over and flicked the half of the cigarette that had not been smoked out.
He gently put it into the water glass and made a soft sound. He squinted his eyes and sighed softly: "I really don't have any merits that can make me stand out. Maybe you don't know me well enough. I am just a person.
He is loyal and friendly enough, he is usually diligent, and he does not have high demands on life...but I have never thought about relying on women to make a living."
"I'm sorry, I think you misunderstood me." An apologetic smile appeared on Jiang Lan's face, although it was a bit reluctant, "I just asked you to help. In order to treat Bing Jie's disease, I will pay you. This is reasonable and reasonable.
…”
Xu Zhengyang waved his hand and said: "I didn't say this. Well, it's okay if you think so. Even if you don't pay, won't I help her?"
"Are you emphasizing the importance you place on friendship?"
"Yes."
"It's hard to believe." Jiang Lan shook his head with disdain.
Xu Zhengyang stood up. He didn't want to sit on the sofa anymore, facing the woman sitting behind the desk who was obviously taller than him. Although she was not a bad person, she was too self-righteous.
"Auntie, not everyone in this world spends all day thinking about how to fight and harm others, especially those of us at the bottom, who are too lazy to do it and don't have such smart brains to think about these troublesome things.
"Xu Zhengyang tilted his neck slightly, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile: "I changed to millet. When I earned thirty yuan a day, I would happily buy a bottle of beer. It was so beautiful; I beat the nephew of the local police station director.
, I have never been afraid of anything... Well, I won't say so many nonsense, as if I am showing off myself. I hope you can understand one thing, that is, I am self-aware, but I am also motivated and do not deceive others.
, of course I don’t want to be cheated..."
"Young man, you are very eloquent." Jiang Lan interrupted Xu Zhengyang, "But don't use your tricks of promoting superstition in front of me. I am not one of those ignorant and backward villagers."
Xu Zhengyang smiled, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit another one. He held the cigarette in his mouth and squinted his eyes and said, "Auntie, don't you think you got half the result with half the effort today? Or, to put it more harshly, you failed more than failed."
Li Bingjie, who had been admiring the landscape paintings all the time, suddenly looked back, with a flash of light in her ethereal eyes, and looked at Xu Zhengyang blankly.
Jiang Lan's eyebrows furrowed even more tightly. She tried her best to control the anger in her heart, leaned back on the chair, and said calmly: "I won't say this anymore. I apologize to you. To express my apology,
I am willing to give you a remuneration of 200,000 yuan per year. Of course, I hope you will remember what I said before."
"Haha, I'll just pretend I didn't hear it, otherwise I'll feel very aggrieved." Xu Zhengyang waved his hand, "Forget about the money, I don't work for anyone, and as for Bing Jie... when will she find me?
I'm always welcome and will try my best to help her."
After saying this, Xu Zhengyang turned and walked towards the door.
"Wait..." Jiang Lan seemed to blurt out, and then regretted why she called him.
I originally thought that this young man who was boasting and deceiving and superstitious in the countryside was just pretending, but I didn't expect that this young man would be really angry and dare to contradict himself. When he found that Xu Zhengyang had no intention of turning back, Jiang Lan became more and more angry.
Somewhat annoyed, he looked directly at Xu Zhengyang's back and said, "Young man, don't be too arrogant!"
Xu Zhengyang opened the door and stepped out with one leg. He suddenly turned around and asked, "Auntie, what disease does Bingjie have?"
Jiang Lan was startled and couldn't help but look sideways at her daughter.
"Forget it." Xu Zhengyang walked out and closed the door gently.
In the office, Li Bingjie looked at the closed door with an indifferent expression, then suddenly looked back at Jiang Lan, with just a gentle glance, then she walked to the door with gentle steps, opened the door and walked out.
Jiang Lan felt a chill in her heart. Her daughter, who had always been as indifferent as ice, glanced at her with a certain expression just now. In her heart, she regretted what she had just said in front of her daughter, but
He bit his lip gently, even if it was misunderstood by his daughter... Just as the doctor said, for my daughter's current symptoms, perhaps this kind of mental stimulation will activate her emotional thinking.
After all, all kinds of methods have been used over the years!
Li Chengzhong had already stood up and said with no strange expression on his face: "Mr. Jiang, grandpa said... this young man is pretty good."
"Did the old man express his position?" Jiang Lan's eyes widened and she said in disbelief: "What did Ruiyu say?"
"I didn't say anything." Li Chengzhong turned around and walked out.
Jiang Lan lay weakly on the office chair. After a while, she suddenly stood up, with a hint of ferocity and anger on her still youthful face. She grabbed the thin fax paper on the table with both hands and stood up to brush it.
It was torn apart and smashed to pieces!
Putting her hands on the table, Jiang Lan lowered her head and gasped heavily: "Crazy! All crazy!"
…
In the western suburbs of Fuhe City, among the lush green trees, a courtyard in the form of a courtyard was built next to the mountains and rivers.
There are several pomegranate trees and some flowers and plants planted in the courtyard. There are no two-story buildings with green bricks and green tiles. It is simple and unpretentious, but it exudes a different kind of tranquility and elegance. A cement road only four or five meters wide winds around.
Stretching from the entrance of the courtyard to the road, it shows that this place is not isolated from the world.
In the corridor, an old man, who is almost seventy years old, is leaning on a wicker chair. He is wearing a very casual white shirt with a double front. He looks like an old man who has just returned from Tai Chi. He is holding a purple clay pot in his hand and sipping tea.
.
The old man suddenly smiled and said, "That young man needs to be a little angry."
The middle-aged man next to him was tall and stood like a pine tree. Under his thick eyebrows, his deep eyes were calm and powerful. After hearing what the old man said, the middle-aged man frowned and turned around and said to the old man: "Dad, I will still be here in the future."
Try not to let Jiang Lan see Bingjie..."
The old man shook his head and sighed: "After all, she is Bing Jie's mother! Besides, she was right this time. It's okay to give it a try, but it's just a shame for her mother and the young man.
Feeling offended for no reason.”
The middle-aged man seemed not to want to mention Jiang Lan anymore and asked: "This young man Xu Zhengyang..."
The old man waved his hand to interrupt his son and said: "Not everyone lives as tiredly as you do. What do you think of everything in this world? If not, would Bingjie be like this?"
The middle-aged man stopped talking and looked thoughtfully at the distant sky.
A few unnamed birds suddenly flew past the porch and chirped a few times, very cheerfully.
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