The Peach Blossom Village of the Cat Boss

Chapter 170 As Long As Ordinary
Wang Tianyang talked there for a long time alone, and when he stopped, he found that everyone at the table was very quiet.

Father, Mother, and Third Sister Chu all looked at him silently without saying a word.

Third Sister Chu's eyes were still shining.

Could it be that he talks too much?

What he said sounded old-fashioned and funny?

Wang Tianyang was a little embarrassed:
"What are you looking at me for?"

There was an unconcealable smile on the old woman's face.

"Why do they all say that they want to study and learn culture? What you say makes sense."

The old man picked up the wine glass and took a small sip, heaving a sigh of relief:

"It's true that in life, there is no one who doesn't regret it. Living in the past or the future is worse than living in the present."

While drinking, he actually said something quite philosophical.

Wang Tianyang looked at his father with admiration.

is not that right?

The past has passed, and I always think that it might be better if I changed a choice back then, and it will only be mediocre.

What's more, would it really be better to change a choice back then?
Although, he wasted many years in the imperial capital
But if it wasn't for the accumulation of this period of time, would he be able to hone his shooting skills?
Can he suddenly understand what he really wants after reading Qianfan?

The reason why he chose to go back to his hometown at that moment was because he had truly changed his thinking and the skills he should learn had been accumulated.

In other words, it is the arrangement of fate.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, the timing for him to go home is really the best timing.

Too early, his accumulation and comprehension is not enough, and he may give up before going home for a long time.

Too late, and more years will be wasted.

Usually, he always listens to those so-called successful people boasting at the reception, saying that everything is the best arrangement.

At that time, he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

Now he slowly understands.

Everyone in the world has their own homework to learn, and only after completing it can they take the next step better.

Fate favors everyone.

As for the future, it is even less reliable.

That's just an illusion in people's minds, everything is just people's imagination, and nothing really happened.

Only what is happening right now is real.

It was precisely because of this realization that Wang Tianyang asked Chu Sanmei to think about what the life he wanted most at the moment was like.

"I just feel like no one has ever said this to me before"

"Hearing this way, it feels pretty good."

Chu Sanmei scratched her head, still looking at Wang Tianyang with shining eyes.

To be honest, he was distracted by what Brother Yang said just now.

But he didn't know why, but he was willing to listen, and felt that these words were very useful and comfortable.

"All right, all right, don't talk about this mess."

Wang Tianyang smiled and finally shut up.

He used to hate the kind of "good teacher" wine table uncle, but he didn't expect that he himself would make a guest appearance today.

Actually he knows.

No matter what he thinks in his heart and how much he feels, it is just his own outlook on life.

Everyone has their own small world, as long as they can live in harmony, who can control it?
"Um, I have another question."

Chu Sanmei suddenly raised her hand weakly.

Next to him, my parents and Wang Tianyang looked at him with three pairs of eyes.

He was suddenly a little embarrassed:
"Can I have another bowl of rice?"

You know, he has already finished three bowls of rice!

After eating, Sanmei Chu's stomach was swollen, as if she had been enchanted.

His reactions and movements became sluggish.

My father and mother packed up the dishes and went to the sink to wash them. He struggled to help, but was stopped by Wang Tianyang.

"You came to me, didn't you want to follow and see, how do I usually shoot?"

"Come on, come with me."

Wang Tianyang patted Chu Sanmei on the shoulder and led him into the lounge.

Then I took out the storyboard I drew last night when my inspiration was bursting.

He told Sanmei Chu about the funny story that he left his partner and went upstairs to draw a storyboard last night.

"Brother Yang, you actually stay up late. I thought you were in your hometown and had a regular schedule."

Third Sister Chu moved to the lounge with difficulty, groped her bulging stomach, and collapsed on the sofa.

He is now in a daze because of eating too much, and his focus is very strange.

"It's been a long time since I've been back, so I've only stayed up a few nights. I got up in the middle of the night and pulled the seedlings once. When will it come again? I forgot."

"I usually go to bed pretty early."

Wang Tianyang turned on the projector and connected it to his mobile phone to cast the screen.

After the pictures began to appear on the curtain in front of her, Third Sister Chu slowly calmed down.

He knew that he should watch the video carefully now.

This time, he can no longer just look at Brother Yang's new video from the perspective of the audience as before.

He is here to learn.

He couldn't miss any detail in the video.

After watching it later, he will also ask questions about watching, and ask Brother Yang to answer them.

Only in this way can we really learn something.

but
Third Sister Chu touched her swollen belly with a look of despair.

Why can't he control his mouth?

He's eating so much now that he can't concentrate at all.
After a while, Brother Yang won't feel that he is not serious, right?
Amidst the anxiety, the video on the curtain began to play.

On the black screen, various lines gradually became clear.

The lines come together silkily to form familiar images.

At the beginning, there were a few jittery numbers, and the entire screen displayed, 5.30 AM.

Five in the morning.

Then the lines start to reassemble and it becomes a still photo.

Judging from this freeze-frame photo, it seems to be in a somewhat dilapidated car.

The car is just the most common brand, it looks like it has been used for some years, and it is on the verge of being scrapped.

The middle-aged man who was driving looked tired and sleepy. He had a bun in his mouth and focused on the road ahead.

The road ahead of him was blocked by other cars.

A commuter on the go.

Chu Sanmei thought so in her heart.

How did he get up so early?

Chu Sanmei had doubts in her heart.

At this moment, the frozen picture began to change.

The man finished eating the steamed stuffed bun in a hurry, and then straightened his clothes with one hand.

With an anxious look on his face, he always turned his head to look at the electronic clock on the car from time to time.

With each passing second, his face became more anxious.

Finally, he couldn't bear to honk the horn, opened the car window and stuck his head out to look out.

As the middle-aged man poked his head out of the window, the camera also turned from inside the car to outside.

The picture is gradually pulled up from the back of the man's head, and the frame gradually expands accordingly.

Everything was displayed in front of Sanmei Chu.

It turned out that the man was in a traffic jam on the road.

The two long roads, as well as all the roads of the overpass, were full of vehicles that looked like men.

At the same time, there were many men and women like him sticking their heads out of the car windows, looking anxiously ahead.

In Third Sister Chu's ears, a hoarse singing voice sounded:
"Maybe far away or yesterday, here or on the other side."

(End of this chapter)