Forty has a hurdle

Chapter 164 The Middle-Aged Man
After Zhao Huan's matter came to an end, Qin Yali's mood improved a lot, and she began to talk to her husband about her training period in the provincial capital.

Zhao Hongming listened to his wife's confession with a smile, and added a few words from time to time.

The life circle of the two is actually not that broad, and there are only a few close friends.

Others can only be said to be able to chat together.

But it is impossible for good friends to be free to listen to you so much at any time. Therefore, between husband and wife, they are actually the best objects to confide in.

Zhao Hongming is better. Every day at work, there are Jiang Xiaowei, Wei Xingguang and others around him, and everyone will chat with each other about short things in the family.

Qin Yali was a little different.

Although Qin Yali's school is very large, with more than 100 teachers, every day besides class, she prepares lessons and revises textbooks. When she is free, she just wants to rest quietly. No one has so much energy to chat.

Even if there is, it will only be a few minutes of talking, and then the topic will end.

This also led to the fact that there are some new teachers in the school in the past two years, and Qin Yali hasn't even matched their names and people yet.

"Old Zhao, how are you doing this week? Are you okay at work? I asked you on the phone, but you didn't say anything. Did you have something to hide from me?"

I have to say that sometimes, a woman's intuition is really accurate.

Zhao Hongming originally thought that he would not mention it, so he flickered away, but his wife started to ask.

Sighing lightly, Zhao Hongming still chose to explain to his wife that he was demoted and punished.

Listening to her husband's slow narration, Qin Yali felt sour in her heart. If it wasn't for Zhao Huan, her husband wouldn't have to suffer this kind of anger.

"Husband, you have worked hard, please cheer him up."

Qin Yali leaned her head on her husband's shoulder and said softly.

"It's okay, as long as Huanhuan can grow up healthy and happy, what do I gain or lose?"

Zhao Hongming knew what his wife was going to say next, so he interrupted quickly.

Two days ago, he watched a video, which touched him deeply.

The video said: "Nowadays, middle-aged men are under more and more pressure, and their courage is getting smaller and smaller; they are afraid that their parents will no longer be healthy, and that their children will not be able to take care of themselves; When there is a red light, there is no time to be quiet, only time to make people grow old.

He wanted to take care of everything, but he didn't take care of anything.

I want to educate my children well, I also want to take good care of my parents, and I also want to manage my marriage well, but in the end, there are old people who can't be with me all the time, and children who are weak to grow up with them. , There are friends outside, but you can't get drunk.

He was proud, but how much was his pride worth?Let go of your dignity, but you can't get it back in exchange for firewood, rice, oil and salt.

No matter how difficult the future is, he still chooses to move forward.

Because he knows that there is no one behind him, once he falls, there will be an abyss under his feet."

The copywriting is very sensational, and it successfully touched Zhao Hongming.

Although he claimed that it was not as difficult as the copy said, since Zhao Huan went to junior high school for the past two years, he has indeed endured a lot of pressure that he has never experienced before.

The wife, who looks strong on the surface but is actually weak on the inside, was already deeply hurt during the balcony incident. He really didn't want his wife to worry about his own matters anymore.

The couple cuddled up to each other quietly at home, enjoying this rare two-person time.

In the evening, Zhao Huan went to study by himself.

It was still the child Zhao Hongming picked up on his electric donkey.

"Mom, you're back!"

After entering the house, Zhao Huan couldn't help being overjoyed when he saw his mother smiling and looking at him in the living room.

With a yell, I gave my mother a bear hug.

"Ouch, my dear son, do you miss your mother?"

Although she was surprised by her son's enthusiasm, Qin Yali couldn't refuse, she hugged her son happily.

"Hey, I didn't think so."

Who knew, Zhao Huan broke free from his mother's embrace lightly, made a grimace, and said with a smile.

"You boy."

Qin Yali patted her son on the back angrily.

"I won't quarrel with you, I'm going to wash my hair."

After the mother and son laughed, Zhao Huan went to the bathroom.

"Hey, Huanhuan, didn't you just wash your hair yesterday? Why are you washing your hair again today!"

Zhao Hongming leaned out from the kitchen and shouted.

"If it's dirty, why don't you just wash it?"

Zhao Huan's voice came from the bathroom, and then he heard the faint sound of water.

Well, that's the reason.

Although Zhao Hongming faintly felt that something was wrong, he couldn't tell, so he could only continue to prepare Zhao Huan's supper in the kitchen.

Since Zhao Huan went to junior high school, after studying by himself every night, this supper was indispensable.

Either fruit, or something like milk, bread, or pasta, anyway, I just got it for him in different ways.

As long as Zhao Hongming is resting or just at home at noon, the food at home is also very rich. Zhao Hongming presents the dishes he has learned over the years one by one.

I just want Zhao Huan to experience the sweetness of life and the love from his parents in addition to the hard work of studying.

I originally thought that this little episode would be nothing more than that.

However, the careful Qin Yali gradually realized something was wrong.

It's been almost a week since she came home. During this time, Zhao Huan washed his hair and took a shower more and more frequently.

She even found that her cosmetics such as hand cream and moisturizing water often show signs of being passive.

"Huanhuan, have you felt uncomfortable in the past two days?"

That night, Zhao Hongming went to work the night shift, and only the mother and son were at home.

After Qin Yali brought a plate of fruit to Zhao Huan, she hesitated and asked softly.

"Ah? No? Why do you ask that?"

Zhao Huan raised his head suspiciously and looked at his mother.

"I remember that you didn't like to wash your hair or take a bath. Every time, you had to tell me several times before washing your hair. Why do you have to wash your hair once a day these days? Is your head itchy? Could it be that you have some kind of skin? sick?"

As she said that, Qin Yali wanted to touch Zhao Huan's hair. She wanted to see if it was some kind of fungal infection that caused Zhao Huan's scalp to itch, which made Zhao Huan wash his hair every day.

"Ah! Don't do it."

Seeing the hand stretched out by his mother, Zhao Huan shook his head and dodged it.

"During this period of time, we have started to practice running every day, saying that we are going to start preparing for the physical education of the high school entrance examination. After running so many laps every day, my hair feels very uncomfortable, so I wash it every day."

Zhao Huan said to his mother.

However, when he said this, Zhao Huan's eyes dodged a little.

"That's it! Don't be like others, go to the faucet to take a shower after running, or you will get sick."

Qin Yali didn't notice the strangeness of her son, she was a little stunned, and quickly confessed.

"I know, I know, you go out, I have to do my homework."

Zhao Huan began to get impatient and urged repeatedly.

Upon hearing this, Qin Yali walked out of her son's room.

Seeing his mother walk out of the room, Zhao Huan let out a slight sigh of relief.

The school has indeed started to allow students in the second grade of junior high school to practice running in a planned way. One reason is that their hair sweats and needs to be cleaned.

The more important reason is that he doesn't want to appear in front of 'others' every day with hair like a chicken coop.

(End of this chapter)