This is a farewell and a meeting.
Neither side owes anything.
Words? Luoxiaoshu
Editor? Luoxiaoshu
Mu Zi smiles every day, so the manager of the jewelry store, that is, the boss of Mu Zi, often jokes that Mu Zi is a fool, while Mu Zi listens with interest. Finally, when Mu Zi left the jewelry store, the manager said earnestly that the most precious thing for people is your stupidity.
Mu Zi has been in a jewelry store for more than half a year, and her cheerful personality has long been commensurate with manager Jinhua's sister. Manager Jinhua regards Mu Zi as a little sister. When I first arrived in the society, my sweet words and sales ability were not bad. Naturally, she likes Mu Zi and often tolerates Mu Zi's rash mistakes, but she also accepts Mu Zi's serious suggestions many times. And every time it's time for dinner, we will go to eat fast food hand in hand.
Mu Zi wondering, such a good sister, but the pie fell from the sky, abruptly hit on his head. Mu Zi, the eldest daughter of the family, has no brothers and sisters to take care of her since she was a child, but she has a younger brother who is the "little emperor" of the family. In this big city, besides letting yourself have a house to live in, manager Jinhua is the most suitable person for you.
Shortly after Mu Zi's birthday, Mu Zi and manager Jinhua became neighbors.
There have been words since ancient times, but there are not many people. A big family with different personalities will inevitably have verbal disputes under one roof. As a junior, Mu Zi often sees the size of his relatives' homes, which makes him laugh and cry. However, although Mu Zi is cheerful, she is a quiet girl, and Mu Zi, who is 18 years old, doesn't want to participate in the disputes of these adults, nor does she want to go to the family prematurely. The muddy water of marriage, Mu Zi began to hate it.
I know that there is a river named Xiang in this city, which flows quietly at the foot of Yuelu Mountain and raises thousands of residents in a province. There was once a chairman who left an eternal term here. Mu Zi is crazy about the chairman, so he will take a walk along the Xiangjiang River on his rest day. He was blowing the wind alone, riding a rented bicycle, looking at Dajiang North and the bustling crowd. I also began to learn to observe all kinds of people in the bus, ponder their stories, and then go back to the carriage to write, edit and recall.
Mu Zi felt carefree and free, but a few poetic moments were mistaken by his relatives for going out with his "boyfriend". Mu Zi felt ridiculous and helpless. He is a junior and needs to listen to them, but Mu Zi likes to explain, but explanation is often the trigger. In this case, he did not take the initiative to contact Mu Zi's family. Mu Zi felt very watched, but he always felt that his relatives were elders and considerate.
But after another wave of turmoil, Mu Zi was overwhelmed. Relatives called Mu Zi to the sofa in the living room, whispered softly, smiled and asked Mu Zi if he had seen the man's wallet. Hearing this, Mu Zi shed tears, and his relatives comforted him. Nothing, whether to tell him or not, Mu Zi shook his head hard and went to the kitchen to cook.
Mu Zi doesn't blame his relatives, because Mu Zi is the most disobedient one in the family. He likes making friends and playing. His grades are not excellent, and he spends money lavishly. Apart from cooking, his family has nothing to be proud of, and Mu Zi has a cousin who is diligent and thrifty. Compared with Mu Zi, Mu Zi didn't have the heart to work hard, but he learned to be tolerant and cheer for his cousin, which will be shown in front of everyone he just met.
Manager Jinhua listened to Mu Zi's talk and knew Mu Zi's subtle grievances and sadness. She solemnly told Mu Zi, "Move out and I'll help you find a house." Mu Zi tinkled in his heart, as if something had suddenly fallen from the bottomless pit in his heart, vaguely seeing a small seedling growing quietly.
A week later, manager Jinhua called her boyfriend and drove the car downstairs to the residential area where Mu Zi lived. Relatives don't want to, but Mu Zi knows that he is suitable for being alone, needs to grow up, and needs to face the pressure of life alone. In this way, Mu Zi moved into a small apartment in an old house and rented 600 yuan. Mu Zi looked at a room full of luggage, a moldy little wall, a window sill about 1.5 meters, a toilet that can only accommodate one person, and a big bed with the size of 1.8 meters. He was so happy that he finally had his own small room, and his heart was full of the idea of dressing up a small house.
Because the manager Jinhua rented a room nearby, he went to buy daily necessities together. When Jinhua, the manager, heard that Mu Zi was going to spend "a lot of money" to decorate this rented small room, he tricked him into paying only 3,000 yuan. Stop fooling around. Mu Zi disagreed with manager Jinhua, so he made a fool of himself and laughed, but immediately began to make a fuss.
In just three days, Mu Zi decorated the room, put wallpaper on the wall, put cushions on the windowsill, put his favorite books, hung his favorite blue curtains on the window, put postcards on the back of the bed and bought a pair of new pillows. There is a vase on the small table, and the bottle is filled with new fragrant lilies bought from grandma's stall in the underground passage.
Mu Zi likes to decorate her rented cottage at great pains, because she read a sentence in a book that the house is rented, but life is not. No woman doesn't want to own a small house, a house and a home. Mu Zi left the small house given to her by her relatives and started her real life. Although this small house is not much bigger than before, it is Mu Zi's safest home and warmest harbor in this city.
Although Mu Zi's cabin has been changed, the ordinary life has not changed, and it is still two points and one line. It's just that Mu Zi has another habit. After work, he will eat mala Tang in the stall under the hut. And every time I eat the same variety, even the price is not much different. Sometimes it's store managers Jinhua and Mu Zi, and sometimes it's colleagues and Mu Zi. They just sat around a round table one after another, eating and stopping, whispering and making noise, making wine with milk one after another.
Later, due to his skilled work, Mu Zi now began to feel no fatigue. On holidays, Mu Zi will get up early, eat some bread, and swallow it with water, so as not to be hungry. Then I will sit on the bed and read books. I will read my favorite sentences. Although Mandarin has a strong accent, I have no scruples, because Mu Zi is the only one in the cabin. When I am inspired, I will write and draw. When I am tired, I will sleep. When I wake up, I will read a book. I got stiff, so I got out of bed and cleaned up. I will go to a small restaurant outside to eat rice noodles. Mu Zi has been looking for it for a long time, and only Hengyang's rice noodle shop is nearby. Eat when you are homesick. Eating on the last rest day is a habit. I don't know if I want to eat because I am homesick, or if I want to eat because I am homesick.
Having been in Mu Zi for half a year, Mu Zi began to think about his life and remembered the goals he set silently when he first came to this city. Now he is almost 20 years old, but he is still mediocre. Mu Zi began to conceive his own life in a small rented house. Although she looked after herself very well, when it rained, the moisture flooded, and the floor and walls were wet, like being bullied and crying. The quilt is naturally heavy, so Mu Zi can't sleep.
The rent will be paid in a few days, and with the electricity bill, it will be about 700 yuan. When I look at the mobile phone calendar, the Spring Festival is coming soon ... Mu Zi's mind is in chaos, and all kinds of clips are constantly playing. Mu Zi wants to find an exit. She told herself that this job can't support herself, let alone settle down in this city.
At the end of April the following year, Mu Zi left the jewelry store and bid farewell to the manager Jinhua. He packed everything in the cabin by himself, without even leaving a postcard. Mu Zi separated for three times before moving his luggage to the staff dormitory of the newly applied financial company. In this way, Mu Zi dragged the big Oxford bag for nearly a mile and got on the bus. Mu Zi gently bid farewell to the cabin where she lived for half a year, and also gently bid farewell to the manager Jinhua who was caring and attentive to her. Mu Zi began to understand that if she pursued something, she would say goodbye to what once existed. I will not deceive myself, saying that it will always be in my heart. Without it, everything will be light, just like a handful of salt in a vat in the years when we are away from each other, which keeps adding water to evaporate and finally has nothing. Only vats, helpless years.
Finally, Mu Zi found that when Mu Zi and manager Jinhua left the hut, he stopped laughing.
There are really people in this world who live the life you want.
I have always wanted to be a storyteller. If I can, I hope I will always be a storyteller. I just don't know how many people will listen to this book, but I will still say, see you on the message board.
Remember to like it, hee hee.