"Ah? What sewing box?"

After hearing Zhang Ying's words, Lin Jingyu raised his eyes, his face full of doubts.

Zhang Ying pointed to her drawer.

"It's the sewing box I put here."

"You ask me, how do I know?"

Lin Jingyu curled his lips: "Do you think I am someone who does this kind of delicate needlework?"

"...Forget it, asking you is like asking in vain, well...I remember I put it here..."

Rolling an annoyed look at Lin Jingyu, Zhang Ying stood up from the chair, and then looked around carefully.

"Hey? Why are you missing?"

Look left, look right...

Zhang Ying slowly frowned.

She realized that she had never seen the sewing box.

Where did it go?

She opened the drawers one by one in confusion, and the old table jingled.

This was the dowry given by her family when she first got married.

It can be said that she is very familiar with this table.

But after searching for a long time, I couldn't find it.

Weird!

I remember putting it in the middle drawer.

Did you remember it wrong?

In confusion, Zhang Ying put down her work clothes and walked out.

Go outside, in the kitchen, living room, next to the black and white TV, or even next to the electric fan and the shabby sofa.

After searching for ten minutes, Zhang Ying still couldn't find it.

Confused, Zhang Ying returned to the bedroom again.

"Not found yet?"

"No……"

"Look for it tomorrow. It's late at night. Save some electricity. If you still can't find it, I'll come back from get off work tomorrow and buy you a new box."

“Buy whatever you want!”

Zhang Ying muttered while folding her clothes.

"That box of sewing kit costs one yuan, which is enough for me to buy half a catty of pork. I will look for it tomorrow. I am sure that I have not thrown it away. It must be at home. I will definitely find it if I look for it.

"

"Okay, okay, go to bed quickly. It's very late and you have to go to work tomorrow."

"Well, here we go."

Folding the clothes and putting them aside, Zhang Ying took off her clothes and then got into bed.

Lying on the bed, feeling the heat coming from the bed, Zhang Ying suddenly became depressed.

"Old Lin..."

"Um?"

"You said... if we go to Shenzhen or Shanghai, will the child... blame us?"

"..."

silence.

At this time, silence is Lin Jingyu's most appropriate answer to Zhang Ying.

He didn't know what to say.

In today's era, people are constantly running around everywhere in order to survive, and the sweat of everyone's struggle can be seen everywhere.

In this era, there are only a few people who are business owners and the majority of people can only become migrant workers drifting with the crowd.

Everyone uses their physical strength and labor to exchange for money that can keep their lives going.

Just like Lin Jingyu said before.

If you are really laid off and become a laid-off worker.

I'm afraid that many companies in Ning City will not fare well.

At that time, what the couple will have to face is the difficulty of finding jobs everywhere.

By that time, the two of them must leave Ning City first.

Because once it is too late, it is very likely that there will not be so many job vacancies.

The sight of a swarm of people traveling to other places is absolutely unprecedented.

only……

Just like what Zhang Ying said.

If it is true that the couple left Ning City.

What will Lin Fei do then?

One thing is that I want to take Lin Fei away to go to school in another place. It is also very important that I don't have time to take care of him every day and I am not familiar with the place.

well……

"Go to sleep."

After muttering slightly, Lin Jingyu turned sideways, with his back to Zhang Ying, ready to sleep.

"..."

Zhang Ying said nothing, looked out the window, and slowly closed her eyes. After a long time, a tear fell quietly, wetting the corners of her eyes and the pillow.

…

"Son, get up, eat, and go to school... eh?"

After tidying up in the morning, making breakfast, and knocking on the door, Zhang Ying pushed open the door of Lin Fei's small bedroom. Just as he was about to tell Lin Fei to get up, he couldn't help but was stunned for a moment.

I saw that Lin Fei had already gotten up and was wearing his cotton vest.

"Hey? Our young master, why did you get up so early today?"

As he spoke, Zhang Ying looked out the window: "Is the sun coming out in the west today?"

"I……"

Just as he was about to say something, Lin Fei quickly changed his words.

"Mom, I am already a grown-up child."

"Okay, okay, you're a big kid now. It's time to pack up and get ready for dinner. Hey? Why is this sewing box here?"

Zhang Ying, who was about to turn around and leave, rolled her eyes and happened to see the sewing box on the small desk in Lin Fei's room.

The small box was placed neatly on the table.

Stepping forward, Zhang Ying picked up the box and looked at Lin Fei with a puzzled look.

"Son, why is this sewing box here with you?"

"I don't know!"

Lin Fei shook his head in confusion.

"Mom, didn't you put this here for me? Did some of my clothes come loose?"

"Um...no, it's okay. Come out to eat quickly."

Zhang Ying discovered that her memory about why the sewing box appeared in Lin Fei's place was completely blank.

I don't even remember why this sewing box appears here.

Forget it, forget it.

Don't think about things you can't figure out.

For me, there are still many headaches.

In this way, the family of three had dinner, Lin Jingyu went to work, and Zhang Ying took Lin Fei to school.

Along the way, Lin Fei couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.

He discovered that his parents were the same. Both of their faces always showed a strong look of sadness.
To be continued...