One-day prose in summer

At 5: 30 in the morning, the alarm clock on my wife's mobile phone rang. She sat up slowly, turned on the air conditioner and got out of bed. At six o'clock sharp, my cell phone rang. The second alarm clock is set for insurance, for fear that the phone failure will delay her getting up. Before my wife goes out, I will unlock the lock in advance, and stand by and see her out at about 6: 30: "Take care, call if you need anything."

She wouldn't let me send it in the cold winter, for fear that I might catch a cold. But I always insisted on opening the door lock, even though she said many times not to reinvent the wheel. The reason why I did this is to thank her for not enjoying the happiness at home after retirement and still contributing to the small family. In this way, I reminded myself not to forget her hard work in the wind and rain. "If you are healthy, you can work for a few more years and earn a few dollars to supplement your family." The more polite I am, the more energetic my wife will be. It seems that I have agreed to rest my shoulders at the age of 65, and I am afraid it will be postponed. After unlocking the lock, I got into the hot bed at her urging and suddenly became a "warm dad". Soon, the door creaked and the lady went out in the dark. After a while, my mobile phone rang several times, and it was her voice that sent a good morning message to the micro group on the bus. She is not afraid of trouble, and every group she can do is not left behind, 365 days a year.

My wife is the chief physician, and I am the deputy director of Chinese medicine. Supposedly, the retirement salary is not low, so she can sit at home and enjoy her old age. But we are used to living in luxury, and we are not thrifty. At the end of the year, there is always little inventory left. "Forget it, save as much pension money as possible from next year." She always broadens my mind like this. I often think that thanks to her income, life is still relaxed and lively, otherwise I really don't know how nervous it is. Most women who take care of their families are hardworking, not to mention that their wives are doctors who sit in expert clinics for three days a week, not to mention that the work intensity is not too great and it is a pity to waste resources. In this way, in the care of friends and relatives to persuade her not to go to work again, cold came and summer went, and nine years passed unconsciously.

I usually don't sleep in summer unless I went to bed late the night before and had to take a nap. Like many idle retired people, the first thing I do after I open my eyes every day is to lie in bed and watch my mobile phone. First, browse the "three-minute news breakfast" forwarded by the university group to Feng's home to learn about major events at home and abroad; Look at the "night owl" who sleeps late and the "WeChat worm" who wakes up early in bed, give chicken soup to the group of souls and friends (how to get old when tired) and travel around (common photos of several mother-in-law wearing black glasses and spreading their wings like swallows); Finally, good morning greetings to a group of eight college students.

These 20 or 30 minutes count as a prelude to the day. If there are no other circumstances, I will write a tofu-sized thing after my wife goes to work, about 7800 words, which is a little longer than the composition of the fifth and sixth grade students in primary school. Four or five dry prose, grasp for five or six days, and when you are lazy, it will be more than a week. I like this relaxed style. What you see, hear, think and realize is unrestrained, like a stream flowing naturally with the nib. This chore of dancing and writing was accidentally set foot in after retirement; But it added a lot of fun to my later life.

August 20 16, I crashed into the mountains by mistake. For the first time, I voted for the word "Qin Yuan Chun Xia Xun", which was first imitated and written before. It just happened to use the familiar eleven rhymes in Tang poetry, and only one word was used. In order to encourage beginners, we made an exception (there must be at least five such poems). I don't know the depth. Later, I submitted five so-called old-style poems, all of which were rejected because they didn't meet the requirements of metrical rules. At this time, I realized that in high school, college groups and classmates, all the things that were made were doggerels, and the things of the Caotai team could not be elegant. I thought about literature addiction again, so I had to change my composition. I guess there are no special requirements. I found an article that was posted in the micro-group before, and I revised it carefully before posting it. Jiangshan literature may give priority to encouraging new people, and the editor also said a few encouraging words. I can't stop my interest and work hard. There are always new articles published from time to time. I have written three or four times just to recall the contents of my old mother, and I am still unfinished. Once I stumbled across the green beans next to the title, and then I saw the comment "Congratulations to Jiajing (Red Bean)" by the lonely male editor, and there were other things that I couldn't do-I realized that the article had such great attention. Looking back at the five articles published at the beginning, there was no beanstalk. This shows that my level when I first entered the gate of Jiangshan literature is not worth mentioning. Fortunately, I don't know. Otherwise, I might back down. There are many things in life like this. If you persist a little longer, you may succeed, but once you give up, you will fall short. Climb the grid for a year. Yeah. Sixteen articles (fifteen can be signed) won excellent products, which can be described as abundant. So a literary society invited me to be an editor and commentator. My dream of writing novellas has never been realized and I have never been tempted. Since I began to write poetry, I have learned the rhythm of poetry, and soon I published twenty or thirty poems in Jiangshan Literature, which is a fulfillment of my wish.

It was my dream to like literature when I was young. Just when I was young, I thought about writing love letters with my friends. I thought I would write when I read more books, and then I would write when I retired. Influenced by the literary styles of Zhu Ziqing, Wang Zengqi and Lao She, I have a special liking for prose. Zhu Ziqing and Yu Pingbo swam the Qintan River hand in hand. They wrote a literary story with the same topic (Qinhuai River in the Shadow of Plasma and Lights). They knew many years ago that their beautiful writing had been pondered many times. Because of the poor literary foundation, I didn't know the difference of style at first, so I simply threw it away and let the editor of the system divide it. Funnily enough, short stories, essays and essays were all moved. Later, I accidentally saw a sentence in the editor's case: "This article looks more like an essay." I suddenly felt hot on my face, and I was no longer embarrassed to let the editing teacher bother to sort it out. Because I couldn't stand the idea of short stories, I only tried to write a few articles, such as Changing Shoes, An Old Lady and Master Chen. But I have never received the fine red beans in the bag, which is a pity.

Maybe god plays tricks on people on purpose. I used to be afraid to write a summary report when I was a department director, but now I don't know why, so I write a chapter. Ten days ago, I attended the wedding of my old colleague's son, and another old colleague sitting next to me was watching my newly published Farewell to Yulong Island Garden on his mobile phone. She said: "the work summary is false, you can't write it well;" Prose is true and can be written. "Praise or ridicule? I don't know.

This is not a season of hot and cold. After the first alarm, I will get up and make breakfast. Or egg noodles, or vegetarian jiaozi, and so on. My wife likes to stay at home too early and is in a good mood at work. My wife is not at home too early in summer, and I am too lazy to cook. There is a Cai Reji restaurant not far from the community. Young people who make deep-fried dough sticks, noodle nests and cockscomb in jiaozi love their jobs and keep shouting: "Cai Hanwen's authentic brand store, buy Regan Noodles, noodle soup and powder soup to send soybean milk!" It's not worthwhile to sweat too early at home on a hot day and save a few coins. Two yuan to send a cup of soybean milk is very attractive. My parents are willing to take a few more steps. I often go there to buy them. This is a discount from the merchants. It is not cheap and ugly. Regan Noodles, noodles in soup, depending on the situation, don't fry for several days, and buy bean skin once every ten days and a half months. An average of only six or seven yuan a day, breakfast and Chinese food together. People who don't go to work never feel hungry, so there are not a few old people who deal with it this way. On the day of dinner, some people said that I seemed to have gained weight, so don't ask me about my face. Cold people mind their own business, so how can an otaku not be fat? Actually, I was overweight when I was a child. When I was five years old, the bald photo on my medical certificate was similar to the chubby one in the movie Little Soldier Zhang Ai. Could it be that I lost face for 60 years and was rejuvenated? Just like a real beauty, although her hair turns gray in troubled days, once the child becomes relaxed and fades away the traces left by the years, the charm of a semi-old Xu Niang will still hang in her brow.

Buying breakfast is often done after writing. Anyway, the two meals were eaten together. It doesn't matter whether it's early or not. Generally speaking, we eat after nine. The summer heat hasn't come up in the morning, so it's ok for the electric fan to turn around. I was as hot as my father in Hankou when I was a child. I was naked and my shorts were close to my knees, and I didn't care so much. One day, the courier suddenly came to exchange goods. I opened the door and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." By the way, put a can of Wang Laoji's tea into the hand of a sweaty courier. The handsome guy with glasses said, "I am the same at home." He quit as he spoke.

Dinner is often sitting on the sofa in front of the coffee table, watching TV while eating, which is quite comfortable. Hubei TV replayed Friday's blind date program "Peach Blossoms Blossom" to watch. Nobody asked me to help find someone. I just learned from this window the changes of the three views of middle-aged and elderly people. Can you add the woman's name to the house, who will manage the money, and so on. This has gone beyond the selfish words that people in the 1950s were educated by the Party. Sometimes I watch an hour and a half of old movies, such as The Secret Whistle of Yangcheng by Anti-Special, The Never-Disappearing Radio Wave for Underground Work, Today is My Rest for Learning from Lei Feng's Good Work, and the young people who build a new village. I always remind myself not to get excited. Hot years, passionate years, are the most exciting (I have high blood pressure, and I am most afraid of blood upwelling). It is often through old movies that happy memories of childhood study and life and neighbors' past events are evoked, which has no inspirational significance. Sometimes I look at the world of chess. The black-and-white world of the Chu River and the Han Dynasty has a special taste for the old people who have read withered sails. As for the humanistic and natural things on TV, not to mention, days are a dime a dozen, and there is plenty of time to kill. Besides, like my wife, I don't play mahjong, dance square dance, chat with my mother Li Nainai to enjoy the cool, and I don't like traveling. But I also go out once or twice a year, because my filial daughter insists that I go. I have been to several places and abroad in recent years. I went to Singapore and wrote A Glance at Singapore. Went to Thailand and wrote about A Jiu; I went to Canada and wrote "Thoughts on Visiting Canada" and so on. In mid-July, I went to Sumadang, the most beautiful cool capital in Lichuan, to send my sister and her granddaughter to my brother for the summer. It's comfortable to quilt there at night. My husband asked me to stay for a few more days, so I stayed for two days and then went back to Han. My brother didn't stay. I can't let my wife go back to the empty room like a steamer sweating like a pig without feeling cool.

The rest of the morning is usually spent cleaning. 120 square meters house, cleaned by turns every day. This piece is the most difficult to satisfy your wife, because everyone's standards are different and cannot be quantified. Only she has the final say. Every time I check, I am as careful as the people who maintain the meeting in the township office to deal with the Japanese entering the village and being "coaxed through". The sofa that she didn't pay much attention to was hardly mentioned; Look at the surface hygiene, generally will not find fault. The focus is on dust and flying flowers under the bed and in the corner. Madam's request is to drag first and then sweep. My eyes are blurred, and sometimes I miss something. As soon as I saw my wife come in with a dustpan and broom, I panicked. She didn't do a spot check, like a devil exploring mines on the way to the village entrance. Therefore, more or less unclean and incomplete evidence will be collected. I can only blame my poor eyesight. I am afraid that my wife will suspect that I am perfunctory, and sometimes I deliberately leave the mop in the bathroom for my wife to see. When she is in a good mood, she will be fine. When she is in a bad mood, she likes nothing: "why don't you put the mop on the balcony?" You didn't do it for yourself. What are the merits? " She said so much that I was neither a nose nor a face. It is better to receive training, learn a lesson and handle it carefully in the future. It's too hot, madam. She should sprinkle some Liushen toilet water that has been used for several years to mop the floor and repel insects. Somehow, when she got home and smelled the perfume of toilet water, she went directly into the air-conditioned room instead of going to the balcony to get a dustpan and broom to detect mines.

In fact, my wife is not negligent, but distressed to see me sweating. When she got home, cold porridge, cold watermelon, iced sour plum soup and mung bean paste were optional to cool down; Dinner or noodles, or flying cakes, or steamed bread, etc. Take out three or four vegetable platters and serve them in different modes. All this was done after my nap, and it is still the same.

The door rang and the lady went home. Please ask your wife to sit down after I put the food on the small table. Looking at the food, the lady will say, "Thank you for your hard work, have some wine!" " ""You are tired, eat first! " As I spoke, I poured the wine. This is glutinous rice wine in Caishan Town, Huangmei, 42 degrees, 10 kg a pot, fragrant! Just two glasses of wine, listening to my wife talk about new things at work, and she said I was listening.

Bathing and washing clothes is madam's patent. Although it is a washing machine, I don't dispute it. Whether it's 9: 00 p.m. or 10 p.m., she won't make any noise when I go to dry the clothes.

Beginning of autumn tomorrow. It's halfway through the dog days, and there are still 20 days left. But the weather always gets cooler in the morning and evening.