Brother Mr. Wang will return to Harbin tomorrow. Last night, I asked him to come out to eat some jianghu food in a small shop, one for the sake of brotherhood, and the other to listen to his past again. In addition to being happy, I feel a lot.
The brother was originally from Harbin City, and came to Jilin after graduating from university many years ago. In one company, he was first an ordinary employee, and then he ascended to the position of manager because of his outstanding performance. Later, for various reasons, his company became an "empty shell". One summer more than 10 years ago, he left the company and went to the main city to seek development.
Since that parting more than 10 years ago, I haven't had much contact with him and seen him very little because they're both busy with their own survival. Occasionally he would go back to Harbin to run errands, either we would stand on the street and nag a few words, or we would go to a small noodle restaurant or barbecue stall to eat a bowl of small noodles or grill a few strings of not too expensive barbecue, plus two bottles of beer. The reason why getting along is so "light as water" is because both sides really have no free time, and second, they feel that between real brothers and sisters, they are more real than anything.
One day in the middle of last summer, I was very depressed because of an accident. Later, there was no way to solve it, so I called him. On the phone, he said that he was on his way back to Harbin from Jilin and was about to arrive in Harbin. When he arrived in Harbin, he rushed directly to my office. I said to invite him to my house for dinner, and he said, "Forget it, whatever you say, I will try to help you solve it, don't bring the low mood home, it is best to solve it outside the house." "Then, he began to run around and entrust people, and my matter was finally resolved satisfactorily. It was nearly dark in the afternoon. Because Hashi made an appointment to talk about things, he didn't even eat and drove to Jilin without stopping.
After that, as usual, he rarely returned to Harbin. Because the development of Jilin is good, the work is very busy. My only contact information with him is to occasionally send WeChat messages to each other, ask each other and their families about the latest situation, and then feel at ease.
This time he returned because of the death of his mother, who was in her eighties. I was angry to learn that he hadn't planned me when he arranged the funeral vehicle. On the night of the night, I deliberately rushed to his hometown to give gifts, and when asked about this matter, he said: "Brother, I know that it has not been easy for you to start a business in recent years, you have been working from morning to night all day, very tired, you have to rest more and continue to work tomorrow." Between our two brothers, we have a number in mind..."
At dinner, his heart was heavy, of course he had not yet come out of the sadness of his mother's death. With a small glass of wine in his belly, the brothers slowly began to open the conversation box. He said that there are two difficult things in a person's life, one is that it is difficult to honor one's parents, and the other is that it is difficult to make a few real brothers like between us. I wanted to talk about the gap between us in areas such as wealth and status, but before the conversation began, the brothers lost their temper: Between brothers, there is a lot of. "When I learned in detail that he had made money in his recent businesses, I felt very happy from the bottom of my heart, just like I had made money.
"Good tea leaves are refreshing and refreshing, brothers are plain and plain, may the brothers have good luck this year." This is a text message he sent me during the Spring Festival this year, and I still have it in my mobile phone and have not deleted it. It is true that brothers are more like a fresh and distant collection of essays, and different people give you different feelings. You don't have to read it to the end in one breath like you read a novel, because it has a compelling plot, and novels generally belong to love. But the prose, not afraid to forget the plot, will not ask what the ending, you can read slowly, when there is leisure; you can also put it down at any time, in the time of joy or sadness. Usually you just do what you have to do, even if after a long time, pick it up and re-read it, the mood has not changed at all.