Chapter 1327

"The soy sauce was accidentally put too much,"

When Deng Yilan put the last dish of cucumber scrambled eggs on the table, she was a little embarrassed and defensive, and said: "... Try it, is it too salty?"

Han Jun raised his chopsticks expressionless, picked up an egg and ate it. Then he picked up another cucumber and glanced at her: "sit down and eat."

"Isn't it salty?" She sat down and wiped her hands on her apron.

"Salty." Han Jun buried his head in eating and said.

so what? Deng Yilan waited for a few seconds, and suddenly found that she was waiting. Han Jun, like her father, complained, "why can't you even cook a scrambled egg well?".

She knew that this dish was a little inedible. She shook her hand and half a bottle of soy sauce fell down. She couldn't get water twice. Instead, the eggs were wet, soft and broken on the ground. If at home, after her father complained, her mother would immediately reply, "then do it" - she was ready, how could he not even react?

Han Jun looked up at her again. "What are you doing?"

"No... nothing."

"You cook for me, and you wait for me to pick it?" After Han Jun understood it, he was suddenly stunned - that kind of slight surprise, as if he really didn't know that there were husbands in the world who chose their wives to do housework well enough. "Some are good to eat," he lowered his head and took another gulp.

Deng Yilan couldn't help chuckling and picked up chopsticks.

Han Jun is always like this. In some details of life, she feels... How to say, it's as if he is experiencing this society for the first time. This is not to say that he acted naive and had no intention. He was also quite decent to outsiders, that is, as soon as he came home, he relaxed, showing that... It seemed that the wolf child had just returned to the world, and he didn't seem to understand many conventional things.

It's not bad.

When the two men first met, Deng Yilan didn't want to go at all. The leader of the other party introduced is a relative of a colleague of her mother's unit. It doesn't matter if she pushes it, but after 30, her mother seems to be stunned. As long as she is a man, she can't wait to get it home. If she can't say it, her face is immediately ugly and frightening.

"You are getting married right now, and when you have children, you will be an older woman... What don't you want to get married? What is a woman called if a woman doesn't get married and have children all her life? I don't want to go out and climb mountains with my sisters now. When people ask, hey, I still don't have a boyfriend, which is embarrassing!"

Deng Yilan felt that either her mother or herself went crazy first. But she has been obedient since childhood - besides, at least she can shut her mother up for a while.

But Han Jun is really... Compared with men of this age who are generally on a blind date, it's really quite different.

First of all, he doesn't know how to be polite at all.

On your first blind date, at least you have to pretend to be a little polite, he doesn't; As soon as he sat down, he first said, "do you have a crush on me? If you don't, you'll leave. My family also has food."

Who is this?

Deng Yilan reluctantly said, "come and have a meal together. I don't understand."

"What else do you know? I saw you as soon as you entered the door," Han Jun said, lowering his head and looking at the menu. His expression was almost a little fascinated, as if the things on the menu were wonderful - on the contrary, when talking to her, he felt like taking a message: "... Your face is not excited."

Is it so obvious? She had behaved very well before, and no blind date could see it.

"I don't like others to share my food," Han Jun reminded, "let's order our own."

This person certainly can't do it. Just refuse when you go back.

When the two quietly ate half of the meal, she deliberately said, "I'm a cashier, my salary is not high, my family doesn't need bride price or dowry, I don't have a car, and my parents still want to live in an old house. At 34 this year, I don't want to have children."

The last one is to try everything - it's not that she really doesn't want to have children. If she can get married, she thinks she will probably have children with the crowd in the future; But the men who heard this sentence absolutely flinched.

"... oh." Han Jun glanced at her inexplicably.

"If you get married, you must care more about this?"

"Me?" Han Jun was stunned. "If the child comes out of your body, it's your decision whether to have a baby or not. I don't care what the meaning is?"

What's the matter with this man? Deng Yilan looked at him carefully - he looked different from the current popular handsome standard. He was a man with square jaws and stubble. She didn't like being manly before, but now she seems to be OK.

"Then... Economically..."

"You say that, does your family need money?" Han Jun said with a natural look, "if we get married, I'll get it if we're short of money. Of course, you have to work hard."

I don't understand at all. Making money sounds like a ruffian. Deng Yilan sighed and ate at the same time, determined not to meet him again; But a few days later, when the introducer said that Han Jun was not dissatisfied with her, she went to eat with him again. They seldom do anything else when dating, that is, eat dinner once a week, and after eating more than 20 times in a muddle, she gets married in a muddle.

It's really not too much when people don't understand what he thinks. Sometimes she deliberately asked him, "do you think I'm good-looking?" Han Jun said "Hmm" when he was in a good mood, and said "do you think I haven't seen a beauty?"—— Even if I know I'm not very beautiful, I'm still very angry with her.

Married life, like millions of people in the world, goes to work nine to five, goes home to do housework, eats, watches TV, chats and goes to bed. However, not long after marriage, Deng Yilan found that he sometimes circled alone in the living room. It was like a wild wolf being locked in the zoo. After hitting the cage several times, it couldn't move, so he had to circle like this.

"Have you ever thought that there is another life."

Sometimes he would suddenly put down the old materials in his hand - I don't know why he likes to see some strange people and miracles in the past so much - and said to her, "go wherever you want and do whatever you want. Unless you have the ability to kill me, no one can tell me to bow my head. The things and people you meet every day are new and different. And you know, there are countless vast places outside, although dangerous and full of vitality..."

"Did you have an early midlife crisis," Deng Yilan asked him, "it's good to think about it. Do you have that money?"

Han Jun became obviously impatient, but bowed his head and stopped talking, and continued to read his old materials.

"What's the matter? Is it from the unit?" She also felt that what she had just said was not good, and asked him softly.

"Nothing, it's the same as before. As soon as the people above slap their heads, the people below begin to go crazy. One regulation today and one implementation tomorrow are meaningless people." Han Jun was probably absent-minded, and casually said, "I didn't know it was far away before. Now I find that it's not easy for you to be a good sheep."

What's the meaning of this? Deng Yilan's heart faintly raised a surprise, but he didn't dare to ask deeply. After that day, she realized that Han Jun's life was not very happy.

What about herself? Is she happy? Does being a cashier day after day make her feel very satisfied and cherished?

With this confusion, Deng Yilan began to observe her husband. Although he spoke very hard and once threatened her, "if you talk nonsense again, I'll pat you unconscious", he rarely got angry.

Only once, he helped her cousin send her child to school. The child forgot to bring his student ID card. When brushing face recognition at the school gate, I don't know what fault happened. The school security guard refused to let the child in. It took half an hour, and the child cried anxiously. Deng Yilan was away that day. Afterwards, when he heard that Han Jun almost kicked down the school gate, he was really shocked.

What can I do about this? Isn't this kind of unhappiness common? But she didn't persuade her husband so, poured him a cup of tea, silently took his hand and sat for a while. A few minutes later, Han Jun subconsciously stroked her hand gently.

Such a living person, such a different person... Now he is packed in a black plastic bag, and his face is bruised and deformed.

When Deng Yilan finally recovered from her memory, she found that she was crying at the top of her lungs. She couldn't help pushing aside the policeman who held her down, and she wanted to rush back to the small trees to see what happened to Han Jun and why she fell into the soil without saying a word. The night was as dark as ink, and the streetlights, flashlights, and police car lights did not shine. Everything was so vague that she didn't even remember calling the police.

"Family members control their emotions!" A middle-aged policeman] shouted loudly, probably because there was a vicious case and his face was very ugly. "Did you just move the body? You destroyed the clue like this. How can we handle the case? Cooperate with us!"

Yes - yes - this is a murder.

Someone killed Han Jun.

"I, I know who killed him," Deng Yilan cried out of breath and said several times intermittently. "Yes, a woman said that she picked up my husband's mobile phone... Let me pick it up here. It's her. She pretended to sound like a man, but, but I heard it!"

She tried to tell everything that happened in the afternoon, although it was a bit confusing and sobbing.

"See your back?" The policeman thought, "if I show you the monitor, can you recognize who it is?"

"Yes, definitely! But she wears a hat..."

"With gait recognition, I can't run." The middle-aged policeman] didn't explain much. With a wave of his hand, he asked someone to drag the body out of the trees. Deng Yilan forgot anything else and stood stunned on the sidewalk, watching Han Jun pass in front of him for the last time and disappear into the dark door of the body truck.

The next day, her husband turned into a small jar of ashes.