My 1979

"If you don't say this, it's all my fault." Li He suddenly remembered his son, "Why are you not happy during this Spring Festival?"

Li Lan was always unhappy when he heard that he was going to the Northeast. Although he cried when the old lady passed away, it was obviously not because of the old lady.

"He didn't go to the World Championships in South Korea, so of course he wasn't happy," He Fang said with a smile. "It's not like you don't know his character. He refuses to talk about his grievances and holds everything back."

"I ignored this. I was so busy at that stage, who could care about it." Li He felt a little sorry for his son for the first time.

He Fang said, "I told him that the competition is not just once. There will be another chance this year. Don't worry, the child's temper will be over."

Li He thought for a while and said, "Then if there are any competitions in China this year, let him go and don't stop him."

He had to think of ways to make up for it. If his son was unhappy, he, the father, would naturally not feel comfortable with it.

"That's okay. He's not bad in cultural classes anyway," He Fang agreed. "Now that I've seen it, it's better to block it than to open it up. Let him do it according to his own interests."

"What's for lunch?" Li He felt that this question was very urgent. He had to ask. Since the old lady passed away, He Fang had been unable to do anything. At first he expressed his understanding. For several noons, he had been cooking in Qiu Liang's kitchen. There was food on the table, and if the child hadn't been at home at night, he doubted that she would even know how to cook.

"No, I have to go to school. I have a meeting in the afternoon." He Fang looked at her wrist, "How about we go to a restaurant?"

"Wouldn't it be better to have a candlelight lunch?" Li He shrugged and said it didn't matter.

"Boss, are you treating me to a treat?" He Fang asked.

Li He said, "Why don't you bring this? I never carry money in my pocket."

"You're so embarrassed." He Fang shook her head helplessly, picked up her bag, got into the car and started the car, "Come up here."

"Principal He's driving skills have improved a lot." Li He put his hands behind his head and leaned back on the seat, looking very relaxed.

"If you tell me, I am an experienced driver with 200,000 kilometers of driving," He Fang said very proudly, "How about I give you the entire drift?"

"Don't." Li He was so frightened that he quickly put on his seat belt, "Just drive slowly, we won't rush you."

"Li Laoer, I have to give you a compliment."

"What?"

"You can almost pass CET-4 in Northeastern dialect."

Li He rolled his eyes and said, "Stop talking nonsense."

He Fang usually speaks Mandarin no matter where he is, and has no accent. If you are not familiar with her, you will never think that she is from the Northeast, so it has little impact on his spoken words. The biggest impact on him is already The deceased Mrs. He, He Long's family, and even Dong Hao, Chen Li and others.

A bunch of Northeasterners surrounded him all day long.

Unknowingly, some Northeastern words would come out of his mouth.

The car stopped at the entrance of a Hunan restaurant, and after entering the restaurant, He Fang ordered the food without asking Li He for his opinion, and finished the order in a hurry.

She took the initiative to drink, but Li He stopped her.

"Aren't Qiu Liang and Chen Pengfei following us all the time? What are we afraid of? Let them drive."

She still insisted on opening two bottles of beer, and for the first time took the initiative to hand one to Li He.

"Then just one bottle." Li He filled it up for her first.

When the food was served, He Fang pushed her grandma's braised pork in front of Li He, and then asked, "Tell me, when was the last time we went out to eat alone?"

Since having two children, the two of them have lost their world of two. No matter what they do, they have to take care of their children, and everything is centered on the children.

"I really can't remember this." When He Fang suddenly mentioned it, Li He realized that the two of them were trapped in daily necessities such as food, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea and children. They hadn't been to a restaurant alone for several years. He said, "Sorry, I won't be able to do that in the future." I’ll stay with you more.”

"Now," He Fang took out a box from her bag and pushed it to him.

"What?" Li He was curious.

He Fang said, "Open it and take a look."

"Why are you giving me things for no reason?" Li He was curious.

"You idiot," He Fang said with a smile, "Today is your birthday."

"My birthday?" Li He was stunned. In his mind, there was no concept of birthday at all. He had never celebrated a birthday in his life. He even didn't care much about the birthdays of his wife and children. Every year, Li He Li Yi's birthday gift was all prepared by He Fang for him. "I'm not a kid anymore. I'm just doing this for nothing."

"The meaning is different, today is your 40th birthday." He Fang gave him an encouraging look, hoping that he would open the box.

"I'm 40." Li He said with a sense of loss, "I'm in vain, I'm in vain."

Half of his life has passed and he doesn't feel anything.

"What? Are you afraid?"

"No," Li He shook his head, "Birth, old age, illness and death are all matters of fate. I just hope that we two can grow old in peace."

He had picked it up in his life, and it was meant to be a profit, but after thinking about it, he felt that it didn't matter.

The most painful thing is that this secret cannot be told to others.

"Open it and see if you like it."

"Hey," Li He opened the box and saw that it was actually a wallet. "Do you need to be so polite? We are an old couple."

He Fang said, "I also discovered it after reading a book written by a Japanese writer. They are right, life must have a sense of ritual. The sense of ritual is an attitude of seriousness, respect, awe and love for life. Boring In life, dullness is the norm, and you always have to find a new way to spend your boring days.”

"I can't use my wallet either?" Li He looked at the wallet in his hand over and over again, trying to hide the embarrassment on his face.

"You can pretend to have money, so you can treat me to dinner, treat me to a movie, and buy me flowers."

"Okay." Li He felt guilty, "How about I treat you to a movie tonight?"

There has never been any romance between the two. He has never even sent her a bouquet of flowers, and he has never even watched a movie with her.

"Okay," he agreed simply, but then he frowned and said, "Let's go watch a movie and leave the kids at home late at night? Let's wait until we have time."

In the middle of the journey, Li He took advantage of the time to go to the toilet and found Qiu Liang at the next table. He secretly asked for a stack of money. After finishing the meal, he paid the bill under the watchful eyes of He Fang.

"I'll treat you as I say." He stuffed the remaining change into his wallet.

"Thank you." She laughed.

"Mrs. Li, please get in the car." Li He opened the door for her.

"You've learned a lot today." He Fang got into the car proudly.

"Drive slowly." Li He told Chen Pengfei who was driving, and then said to He Fang, "Go to the office and take a rest."

He Fang pressed her hands against the car window and said, "Then go back more slowly."

"Bye," Li He waved.