1
At three o'clock in the morning, Wu Dajun was awakened by the light coming from the curtains.
He habitually turned on his phone as soon as possible, preparing to watch the news for about ten minutes. As soon as the phone was turned on, Lao Li from the same office called.
"Old Wu, what the hell are you doing? You poured too much cat urine last night. You can also send that kind of information to the group. Why don't you withdraw it if it's wrong..."
Wu Dajun was excited and quickly clicked into the department group. , after crawling through a pile of face-palming and shy emoticons, it took a long time to find the message I sent.
"My dear, I miss you so much. Let me see you again, otherwise I won't be able to sleep."
Wu Dajun slapped his forehead twice.
Last night, he was catching up with some old buddies he hadn't seen in ten years and bragging. He was so drunk that he couldn't walk steadily and was carried home. That message was sent to a woman outside, and somehow it was sent to the work group by mistake. He couldn't remember the specific situation.
Speaking of women, Wu Dajun immediately thought of his wife. He jumped out of bed and jumped to the door of the room. He opened the door slightly and saw his wife Feng Juan calmly drinking porridge in the restaurant. Look like that. No one should have tipped her off.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and in order to make up for it, he sent two red envelopes worth 200 yuan to the group. There were exactly eight people in the group without him. In order to spread the rain and dew evenly, they set up ordinary red envelopes, each worth 50 yuan.
Don't underestimate the 400 yuan. You must know that during holidays, as a department leader of the company, he would only give out 10 yuan and 20 yuan to enhance the atmosphere. Because of this, he was often ridiculed by his subordinates.
He originally wanted to send a text message to explain, but after writing and deleting, he felt that the more he wrote, the darker it became. I simply stopped posting it and wanted to use people's money to help others solve their problems. Everyone must know that it is hush money.
2
That day was a weekend, and Wu Dajun didn’t go anywhere. He was always paying attention to his wife’s every word and action. He had also thought about it. If someone really wanted to bring this up to his wife, he would risk it. Anyway, he had already had enough of this slovenly and boring woman.
With how well-maintained he is, he is still a small department leader, so finding a woman to live with is not a problem at all.
Feng Juan still completed every housework step by step, and would go downstairs to dance in the square while humming a little tune at night.
Wu Dajun felt that his team of men was really interesting, and money was really a good thing.
At work on Monday, Wu Dajun walked into the office in groups of five and six. Before their buttocks even touched the chair, they were called away by the leader.
When he came out again, his face was pale and his legs were like lead. At a glance, everyone was working with their heads down, and it was hard to tell who betrayed him.
Yes, that matter was not hidden after all, and the leader scolded him bloody. But the point is not here yet. The boss said that if Feng Juan hadn't called to say that she was not at home that night and the message was sent to her, she would have been dismissed and her salary cut.
The leader asked Wu Dajun to take a good look at himself and find a way to make up for his mistakes. He must not lose such a generous wife. Wu Dajun didn't bother to find out the ghost for the time being, and rushed home in a hurry.
On the way, Wu Dajun’s heart was in turmoil. The leader said that Feng Juan had called him that morning, but Feng Juan had been calm these two days, no different from usual. This woman was really not simple.
What made him even more impressed was that Feng Juan actually smoothed things over for him. He was ashamed of his little calculation. He thought about it, sincerely admitting his mistake was his only way out.
Before entering home, Wu Dajun deleted and blocked all the flowers and plants on his phone. At this time, he was glad that he had kept an extra thought. He was chatting with them on another WeChat account. His real name, workplace, and home address were all kept secret, otherwise he would be scared even thinking about it.
3
After arriving home, Feng Juan was not there, so Wu Dajun called her and she said she would be in the hospital for a follow-up visit.
Wu Dajun's heart skipped a beat, and he almost forgot that Feng Juan suffered from breast cancer a year ago.He was busy with work at that time, and Feng Juan wanted to lose face. She didn't want her relatives and friends to know that she had this disease and was always in and out of the hospital. He only accompanied her once or twice occasionally, and she never complained at all.
Think about it carefully. Over the years, apart from her casual looks, lower education, and dullness in bed, this woman is really remarkable in many aspects.
Thinking of this, Wu Dajun called again and asked Feng Juan to wait for him in the hospital lobby.
After receiving Feng Juan, Wu Dajun took her bag with an embarrassed look and asked a few innocuous words. Seeing that Feng Juan didn't answer and Yun Danfeng walked forward quietly, he had no choice but to shut his mouth angrily and follow behind.
On the way back to the car, through the rearview mirror, Wu Dajun saw that Feng Juan's face was still expressionless, and he couldn't help but feel bold.
"Honey, do you know how our leaders praise you? He said that you, the prime minister, can support a boat." Wu Dajun glanced at Feng Juan's face in the rearview mirror from time to time, "I think so too, I It's just that I'm obsessed...I promise there won't be a next time."
After a moment of silence, Feng Juan said, "I can't blame you entirely. I'm also responsible. I haven't fulfilled my duty as a wife in the past two years."
"Aren't you sick? It's your fault that I didn't control myself." Feng Juan came up and self-examined herself, which made Wu Dajun feel ashamed.
"My main concern is my daughter. She has also reached the age of marriage. I don't want her husband's family to look down on her in the future because she comes from a single-parent family."
Wu Dajun glanced at Feng Juan again, the sun shining through the car window. The glass hit her lightly painted face, which made her skin look particularly white and bright. Coupled with her caring for the overall situation, she looked a bit better than usual.
While waiting at the red light, Wu Dajun turned around and vowed. He told Feng Juan to rest assured that from now on he would never do anything sorry to her again or let her and her daughter face shame again. shame.
"Concentrate on driving, God is watching what you do, everything will have its own consequences."
Although Feng Juan's words were implicit, Wu Dajun still understood them as forgiveness and expectation. He had been worried for a long time and finally gave up. Come down.
4
Since then, Wu Dajun has indeed become more honest, socializing less, and no longer being the master at home. He couldn't cook, so he took over all the laundry, drying clothes, mopping the floor, and washing dishes.
Within a few days, he realized how difficult it was for his wife from these trivial matters, and decisively placed an order for a dishwasher and a sweeper, and saw Feng Juan's smiling face.
After Feng Juan fell ill, they slept in separate beds. To show that he had truly changed his mind, Wu Dajun licked his face and buried himself in Feng Juan's bed.
Seeing Feng Juan, she didn't chase him away. In the dead of night, he tentatively put his hand on her waist. Feng Juan didn't know whether she was really asleep or pretending to be asleep, or whether she had forgiven him, but she didn't take his hand away anyway.
On the night of Feng Juan’s birthday, Wu Dajun got on top of her with the help of alcohol. Feng Juan actually half pushed and half stood up, and cooperated with him to complete a long-lost intimacy.
After everything was over, Wu Dajun felt that Feng Juan accepted him from the bottom of her heart. Wu Dajun hugged Feng Juan from his back comfortably and finally had a solid sleep.
A few days later, at around one o'clock at night, Wu Dajun woke up from his sleep. He didn't know if he had eaten something bad, but his stomach was cramping. He hooked his waist and ran to the bathroom. His legs were numb from squatting before he came out. As soon as he reached the door of the room, he vomited all over the floor.
Feng Juan was also woken up by him. When she saw the puddle of vomit on the ground, as well as the rice grains and green vegetable leaves stained on Wu Dajun's beige pajamas, she asked Feng Dajun to squat down and not move.
Feng Juan helped him put on clean pajamas, helped him lie down, and put a hot water bottle on Wu Dajun's stomach, saying that he might have a cold in his stomach and covering it would make him feel better.
Then, Feng Juan began to clean up the dirt on the floor. Seeing her doing everything silently without even a word of complaint, Wu Dajun felt guilty.
He imagined that if Feng Juan vomited all over her body, he might not be able to clean it up.
He recalled that when Feng Juan was ill, the side effects of chemotherapy were so severe, but she always slept alone, and he never even poured her a glass of water.
Why do women look for men? Isn't it just that when they have a headache and a fever, there is someone by their side serving them tea and water to give them some comfort? But between the two of them, Feng Juan always did these things for him.
While he was enjoying her service like an old mother with peace of mind, he also despicably despised her for not being as delicate and feminine as the flowers and plants outside.
He has never asked himself, apart from the monthly household income, what else has he given her, and what does she really need.
The more Wu Dajun thought about it, the more he felt that he was nothing.
5
The stomach upset in the middle of the night lasted for a month. There were a few times when Wu Dajun couldn't hold it in anymore and even had it in his crotch. He was so ashamed that he wished he could crawl into the cracks in the floor, but Feng Juan still cleaned up and changed the clothes for him without saying a word.
Wu Dajun felt more and more that this wife was rare. Having such a companion by his side when he was old was really a sign of great virtue he had accumulated in his previous life.
That day, my daughter, who was working in Shenzhen, learned that her father was ill. She called back to ask questions and repeatedly told him to go to the hospital.
Wu Dajun always said that it is too troublesome to go to a big hospital now, and there are no serious health problems. If you can't die, it will be difficult for your mother.
His daughter said, "Now that I know my mother is well, why don't you treat her well."
Wu Dajun felt that there was something in his daughter's words, so he turned around and glanced at Feng Juan beside him. Feng Juan knowingly came to the camera and joked with her daughter, "Your dad is very kind to me now. You don't have to worry about it. Just take care of yourself outside."
Her daughter talked a lot with them that day, about what company was making a big move They were laid off, their colleagues’ parents were getting divorced at a young age, and the village in the city where they lived was not in good public order...
My daughter also said that a few days ago, a drunkard banged on their door in the middle of the night. If not for the girlfriend who shared the house with her, she had learned taekwondo , kicked the man away in a few strokes, the consequences would be disastrous.
After hanging up the phone that day, Feng Juan discussed with Wu Dajun and wanted to sell the house.
She said that house prices in third-tier cities like ours will not rise any higher. It is better to sell the house and raise some money to buy a small house in Shenzhen. I don’t want to see my daughter paying for a down payment in order to save money, and I don’t want to give up food and clothes. It hurts my heart.
Wu Dajun looked embarrassed, but we only have this house, where can we live if we sell it? My daughter can rent a better one and we will pay the rent.
Feng Juan suggested that she could live in my brother's and sister-in-law's old house. If I was embarrassed to live in vain, I would pay some rent. It would be much cheaper than the rent at my daughter's place. As soon as you retire in a few years, we will go to your daughter's place. When she gets married and has a baby, we can still help her.
Wu Dajun felt that his wife's words were reasonable. With such a daughter, he will definitely rely on her when he gets old. He will retire in a few years, so he might as well go there and buy a house as soon as possible.
After getting Wu Dajun's consent, Feng Juan immediately put the house up and then moved into her brother's old house.
The house was sold not long after. After deducting all expenses, the final amount was more than 1.6 million.
Feng Juan said that she had to go to Shenzhen to do some research with her daughter and find a cost-effective community, even if it was a little out of the way. Try to buy a bigger house, after all, they will live together in the future.
She also said, "When the time comes, I will go to the local housekeeping center for good training and find a job as a confinement nanny or nanny. You will be responsible for taking care of the baby and enjoy family happiness."
Wu Dajun listened, and in his mind A heartwarming scene of teasing a grandson appeared, his face slightly raised unconsciously, and his eyes narrowed with a smile, looking forward to this day coming soon.
6
As soon as Feng Juan left, Wu Dajun either ate instant noodles or ordered takeout when he returned home from work and had a cold stove. Within a few days, he was craving for the braised pork and braised prawns made by Feng Juan, and he thought of her series of good things.
During the more than two months that Feng Juan was in Shenzhen, Wu Dajun made at least one video call in the morning and evening, asking her to teach her how to cook, asking her how the house looked like, and telling her not to forget to go to the hospital for a check-up...
He also Not afraid of her daughter's jokes, she kept urging Feng Juan to come back quickly, saying that without her here, home wouldn't feel like home anymore, which truly fulfilled the saying that distance creates beauty.
The day Feng Juan came back happened to be Saturday. Wu Dajun ran to the market at dawn and bought back a bunch of fresh meat, live shrimps, and seasonal fruits and vegetables.
He hummed minor tune and worked happily in the kitchen all morning, preparing to quietly surprise Feng Juan. He also bought a large bouquet of tulips that Feng Juan liked and put them on the dining table, and also prepared a bottle of green plum wine that she loved to drink.
At around 11 noon, when Feng Juan stood at the door, Wu Dajun, wearing a floral apron and smelling of oily smoke, stared at her for a long time, almost not recognizing her.
She has Hong Kong-style retro curly hair, light eyebrows and red lips. She is wearing a black and white houndstooth cheongsam. She has a slight smile, which is really pleasing to the eye.
"This big city is different. You are completely transformed!" Wu Dajun happily came to help Feng Juan carry her suitcase and told her to wash her hands and eat quickly. The food was almost cold.
"No, I've already eaten. Please sign this." Feng Juan changed her gentle tone and handed an A4 paper to Wu Dajun with sharp eyes.
"You want to divorce me...why?" Wu Dajun stared at Feng Juan in shock.
Feng Juan sneered, "Huh, why? Your memory is so bad, you forgot all the good things you did so quickly?"
"Then... aren't those things in the past? We are all back together." "Wu Dajun rubbed his hands awkwardly and looked at his wife with a flattering look.
"Someone fed you a bunch of flies, how can you pretend that nothing happened?"
Feng Juan said, when my daughter was in her senior year of high school, I found out that you were having trouble outside. I was afraid that it would affect my child's performance in the college entrance examination, so I gritted my teeth and endured it. .
Overtly or secretly, I have reminded you many times not to do things that your daughter will look down upon. The requirements for you have also been lowered again and again, from loving me, caring for my family, to caring for my family, to not cheating.
You are so good, you challenge the limit of my patience again and again. Even when I was undergoing chemotherapy, you were still fooling around with other women...
Do you know what it felt like when I saw that message you wrote when you were drunk that night? It's as disgusting as swallowing a bowl of flies.
It was from that moment on that I made up my mind to divorce you. So, I sent that message to the work group for you...
Let me tell you again, you have always had stomach upsets in the past few months, and it was also because I put laxatives in the dinner dishes.
However, you still have some conscience, and my "niceness" to you can still make you feel guilty, so much so that you took the initiative to give me your bank card at home, and you readily agreed to sell the house.
I used more than 500,000 in the card and more than 1.6 million from selling the house, plus what my daughter had saved in the past few years and borrowed from friends, and used them all to pay a down payment for a two-bedroom apartment of more than 60 square meters for my daughter.
By the way, the real estate certificate says my daughter’s name, so it has nothing to do with me. That's fine, the car is yours and I'll leave the house.
Feng Juan said with a proud smile, "As soon as I got the divorce certificate, I went to Shenzhen to live with my daughter. I am only 48 years old. I have been a confinement nanny for the past ten years, so I don't have to worry about pension expenses, and I don't have to serve you. ..."
7
Wu Dajun had already fallen to the floor of the restaurant, unable to say a word.
He never expected that his wife, whom he had lived with for more than twenty years, could play with him so easily.
is here, and he has nothing except a Nissan that has been driven for seven or eight years.
Wu Dajun understood that he was not qualified to condemn Feng Juan's calculations against him. He was kind and tolerant. It was he who failed Feng Juan's tolerance for him over and over again. Forgiveness has a time limit.
He remembered what Feng Juan said, "People are doing it, God is watching, everything has its own results."
Looking at the table of dishes he had cooked all morning, Wu Dajun knew that his beautiful old life was just like them, too cold.
But wasn't this result also made by him? No one can blame
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