In the long night, after being awakened by a nightmare, I told my friends in the mouse's nest about my origins and stories one by one.
In the second semester of my fifth grade, for a few days, my father was restless and accidentally broke his only teacup. He smoked and choked himself into coughing. I grabbed the cigarette in his hand, stomped on it, and completely extinguished it. I am very angry because his lungs cannot be smoked.
Dad said: "Super¡ª" He cried. He said that the car wash at the passenger station has been contracted by someone who wants young people, so he has no work to do.
"Let's find another job!"
He looked for it, but couldn't find it. He wants to go to Guangdong to find it. Seeing my puzzled look, he further said that maybe my mother will be found, and she may be over there.
I don't believe it: "When did she go? What does she look like? Why has no one mentioned her?"
"This for many years, yes, many years."
His sadness faded for a moment, and his eyes averted.
I'm so sad: "Why didn't she tell me when she left the house?"
"You are too young!"
"What's her name? I remember you said that her name was Lin Daojing, and once she was called Zoya or something."
"I also said that her name is Wang Xiaoya. Because we can all be sure that she is from Wangjiazhai."
"Wangjiazhai?"
"Yes, there is a Zhangjiazhai near Fenggu Middle School, and there is a Wangjiazhai. It is very strange that all the boys are born in the Zhangjiazhai, and all the girls are born in the Wangjiazhai. Therefore, in the past, the marriages in that place were all married with the surname Zhang. Surnamed Wang."
"Are you sure, her real name is Wang Xiaoya?"
"No, not sure."
I was completely angry: "What is her name? Have you come up with a new name?"
He dodged his eyes: "I'm sorry, Dad can't remember."
"My God!" I yelled. When I was young, I heard people say that my father is a genius in some aspects, but a mess in other aspects. I had no choice but to sigh: "Then will you also remember my name wrong?"
"Of course not, son."
Dad said that he was going to find his mother, and this matter became extremely important, and I couldn't stop Dad. If my grandfather is alive, even if it is thousands of miles away, I will definitely look for him.
Dad said: "Chao, when you grow up, take care of yourself. Dad will go to work. Maybe he can earn a lot of money back. Not only can he buy you a violin, maybe he can also buy a piano If you are hungry, buy steamed buns. Aunt Wang¡¯s steamed buns don¡¯t contain additives. Cook noodles at night and study hard¡¡±
My tears couldn't help but flow, and I couldn't swallow them back. "It's nothing." I wiped my tears with my sleeve. I can't cry with my father, two big men. If I cry again, Dad will be shaken.
"Your father, I am very guilty."
"Dad, don't feel sorry for me!"
"Well, you are not pitiful."
"Go ahead, don't hesitate."
"Know."
"We still have to agree, when will you come back. I have to have something to look forward to, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Dad smiled. He likes my attitude, which is how we are used to dealing with difficulties, which is both casual and practical, with a little bit of humor.
He said: "Soon, a few months, or a year. You know, the summer in the south is very hot, and Dad may not be able to withstand it."
"I'm afraid that you won't be able to earn money and find her, so I won't return."
"It's impossible, son!"
"Let's pull the hook."
"Okay, hook."
"Are you taking the bus at the passenger station? I'll see you off."
"No, I will leave early tomorrow morning. Son, you should do as usual. Get up, have breakfast and go to school. Take care of yourself from now on."
When I woke up the next morning, my father was gone. There are steamed hot buns in the steamer.
When I got to school, I found that the very old monophonic harmonica in my schoolbag was gone and replaced by a shiny new harmonica-the accent harmonica I always wanted. Dad must have been ready long ago! I put the new harmonica to my mouth, took a deep breath, and blew it in. Immediately, I heard a set of harmonics, like a bird taking off suddenly, writhing out of my chest
Ah Huang said: "Altman, look, fathers are like this, they leave as soon as they say it, and my parents are like this. In order to make money, they don't have to give up their son!"
I??They'd rather use their spit and teeth on him ¡ª¡ª if given the chance. However, the golden mouse is already a vixen, he knows everything about the child's eyes, expressions, and unspoken words. He always recruits them. He taught them to distinguish the rich from the poor, get more money back from the rich, set tasks and quotas for everyone, and whoever didn't work hard would eat bamboo boards at night, and his palms were blood red and swollen like Mala cake.
Adults are always frightened and do not know what to do when the dirty children jump up and hug the thighs of those adults. They didn't expect that the child had great strength, and once he was hugged, he couldn't move. They are worried about being soiled by children, look at the rush, like that! Originally, there was a high-sounding reason for them not to take out the money in their pockets: they cannot allow children to get something for nothing since childhood. Moreover, as a decent adult, you can't change your attitude casually, and you can't give in just because a child hugs his leg.
As a result, there was a stalemate.
When a decent adult and a dirty child stand in a stalemate, some people will look back and even be surrounded. The adult was even more embarrassed. No one will blame the child, passers-by will only say that he is lonely. It just so happened that it might be seen by acquaintances, which would be even more embarrassing. As a result, I had to take out a dollar and wanted to get it done quickly.