At five o'clock in the morning, the team downstairs for marriage and kissing has begun to be busy, noisy like a morning market.
I climbed up and leaned over the window and looked out. There was a thick heat in a few large pots upstairs, and a bunch of people came and went.
I stared out the window and remembered a conversation I had with her a few days ago. It was on the way to work, and we all reminisced about the bits and pieces we had experienced over the years, and there were indeed too many bitterness and too many regrets.
She said without feeling: Over the years, you have really missed too much. When the house is cheap, you miss buying a house, when you are rich, you miss the progress, now you start to reuse young people, you miss the age again!
When she finished, she let out a soft sigh, as if she felt sorry for my life.
I said to her, "You're right about all that, I did miss a lot, but I'm relieved that I didn't miss you, and if I missed you, I really had nothing." ”
Hearing me say this, she was very emotional: What a mouth are you! For so many years, when I was laughing, I was serious, which made her very helpless. Ridicule has also become the spice of our lives.
When I met her, the gap between the oil field and the local area was still very large, and the oil field people had a clear sense of superiority. When I first went to work, the big sisters in the class were very attentive and introduced me to the object at two ends for three days. As soon as the other party heard that my family was local and rural, they did not have the following.
At that time, she had just walked out of the school, very simple, kind and fatal, did not know whether to be poor and love rich, and did not know how to climb high branches, she knew that she was around me and let me tell her stories. Of course, when I tell many stories, I deliberately add a strong love color of the appearance of a talented woman.
We had been dating for a while, and I felt almost ready to attack the mountain, so I let her go home and report to her parents. Her parents listened to my origins and family situation, closed their eyes and fell into a state of contemplation, and did not speak for a long time.
Under her questioning, her mother said meaningfully (perhaps more appropriately with a bitter mouth), you are not very old, don't be so anxious.
After a few days, she told me the specific situation, and I saw that it was a cool posture. He asked her softly, "Are you in a hurry?" She said, hurry! ”
This paragraph is added later when I tell the story, in order to enhance the effect of the story.
When I visited the workers in difficulty on March 8th this year, I told this story again, and the result was that it was recognized. People have always thought that I added the last sentence myself, and she would not say that sentence, I admit it.
Having lived with her for more than thirty years, it can be summed up in mixed feelings. In life, although I am a very serious person, I rarely speak in a serious way, but just pretend to be a serious person.
I remember one year, I accompanied a leader on a business trip. When the Kunming airport immediately boarded the plane, the leader rushed to the flower shop on a whim and bought a large bouquet of flowers.
The leader said to me proudly: "When I get home tonight, as soon as your sister-in-law opens the door, I offer flowers, isn't it very romantic?" ”
At that time, my feelings were ashamed of myself, and I could only hide my regret for her by constantly giving praise to the leader.
In the evening, the leader was sent downstairs to the community, and the leader took a very hard time drawing one from a large bouquet of flowers and said to me sincerely: You should also give one to your daughter-in-law!
On the way back to my home, I held up this flower, feeling that it was so single and colorful. When I entered the house, she greeted her, and I offered this flower to her, and said to her with a little teasing: Just make this one, I think this one is good enough, because there are thousands of flowers in the world, and I only love you!
After this incident spread, some people asked me to tell them personally, and when I told it to my friends, I made up a paragraph at the end:
"She listened to the millions of flowers in the world, and after I only loved you, she was very moved, the tears were rushing, and after the tears of happiness were wiped away, she carefully inserted the flowers in the vase, poured some water on the petals every day, and carefully cared for them." Unexpectedly, this flower did not wither in the vase for a month, showing exuberant vitality. It can be said that the miracle of creating a flower. ”
Fortunately, when this paragraph was made up, the male employees just laughed maliciously, while many female employees' eyes were moist, which showed that the story was deeply moving.
In this way, no one has been recognized that this passage is my making-up. This not only made me a little proud, but more importantly, it made me feel the integrity and perfection of the story.
For so many years, she has been criticizing me, saying that I have a bad vision, a bad opportunity, and a bad choice. Whenever I hear her say this, I am non-committal. But I have always believed that what a person gains in his lifetime is related to his cognitive boundaries.
All the encounters in life, all the misses, all the gains, all the losses, are doomed. Even if you do it all over again, the ending may still be the same.
Whether left behind or missed, there is no good or bad, and there is no right or wrong. What you miss is the scenery, what you leave behind is life!
As Zhang Ailing said: In the tens of millions of people to meet the people you want to meet, in the tens of millions of years, in the endless wilderness of time, there is no step earlier, there is no step later, just caught up, there is nothing else to say, only to gently ask Oh, you are also here?
Life is not missed, everything is the best arrangement!