At this moment, a middle-aged man on crutches walked out of the room. He obviously heard the sound outside just now.
The middle-aged man did not scold the younger son, nor did he think that the older son should not take action. He just looked at the two sons in the yard with a guilty look. In the end, it was his fault as a father. If only he had been more careful.
My son, he didn't fall from the roof, so why should the younger son worry about this at such a young age, and why should the older son take over the father's duties.
The middle-aged man coughed, resisting the stinging pain in his spine, and looked at his eldest son with a distressed expression. Speaking of which, his eldest son is not very old. He is only 17 years old this year and has to bear the burden of supporting the family.
It was because of his unsatisfactory father that he was dragging down the family and hurting the eldest son. Not only did he have to work hard to support the family, he also had to shoulder the responsibility of teaching his younger brother.
The middle-aged man told his wife privately that if the family didn't have him as a burden, their sons might live a better life.
The wife did not speak at that time. She was silent for a long time, and then she said leisurely: "You are willing to..."
The more my wife spoke, the softer her voice became, obviously thinking of herself.
The middle-aged man didn't hear what his wife was saying behind her, but those three short words completely broke his heart.
Is he willing?
He couldn't bear it!
He was unwilling and unwilling to leave his sons to struggle alone in this world.
Afterwards, the two older sons, as if they knew something, ran up to him and his mother and said solemnly: "Only the three of us brothers have a family when our parents are here."
This sentence completely dispelled the middle-aged man's idea of committing suicide. From then on, he no longer lay in bed every day, but began to exercise slowly, and he and his wife took over as much work at home as possible, so that his two sons
I can take a little rest after I get home.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man took two more steps forward with a cane, touched his youngest son's hair, and said, "Xiao Mao, your elder brother has said everything that needs to be said. Remember to apologize properly."
"Yes." Xiaomao nodded heavily, his voice firm.
After saying that, he turned to look at his eldest son, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, and said lovingly: "Da Mao, you have done a good job."
After many years, the man heard his nickname from his father again and held back tears.
Is he tired?
tired!
So tired!
In the first few days when he went to work, he was so exhausted that he collapsed. He complained in private that God was unfair, why did this kind of thing happen to his family, and even wanted to give up countless times.
But he survived.
In the end, the reason is just reluctant to give up.
I can't let go of my parents, my brothers, and my family.
With his parents and brothers around, he can endure no matter how hard it is.
It's just that it's still a bit uncomfortable. Looking at the love, distress and affirmation in my father's eyes, tears can't help but flow out.
After crying for a while, I felt extremely comfortable.
He did it!
Dad also thinks he did it!
He saved his home!
Afterwards, according to Xiao Mao's recollection, his elder brother took him to the homes one by one to apologize to those whose valve cores had been pulled out by him.
The nearby neighbors also knew about the situation of the children at home. When they saw the two people coming to apologize and sincere attitude, and also paying the money, they didn't say anything else.
Some people even comforted Xiaomao's eldest brother in turn, telling him that he must not hit the child when he returns. The child is still young and will inevitably think wrongly. Since he already knows that he has done something wrong, he can just change it in the future.
After hearing this, Xiao Mao lowered his head in shame.
When there was still one last family left, Xiao Mao took the initiative to ask his eldest brother to apologize to him next.
Xiao Mao's eldest brother looked at him and nodded happily: "Okay, I'll leave the rest to you."
"Well, brother, I can definitely do it."
With a determined look on his face, Xiao Mao walked to the door of a house where he had once had his valve core removed.
Standing at the door, he swallowed nervously, took a deep breath, and then mustered up the courage to knock on the door.
The door opened, and a middle-aged man looked at the brothers doubtfully: "Who are you looking for?"
Xiao Mao glanced at his elder brother standing behind him, and as if he had drawn some strength from him, he took another step forward and whispered: "Uncle, I... I'm here to apologize."
The middle-aged man frowned slightly, looked Xiaomao up and down, and then let them into the house.
After entering the house, Xiao Mao became even more nervous.
His face turned pale from nervousness, he bit his lower lip, walked up to the middle-aged man, bowed deeply and said, "Uncle, I was wrong, I shouldn't have pulled out the valve core of your bicycle.
"
After speaking, he stretched out his hand in front of the middle-aged man, spread it out, revealing the wet money held in his small hands, and continued sincerely: "Uncle, this is the money for the valve core."
The middle-aged man looked at the money in Xiao Mao's hand, sighed, and said: "Take the money back, just know that you are wrong."
Xiao Mao nodded repeatedly and promised that he would never do this again.
Before leaving, Xiao Mao quietly put the money in his hand on the table, then turned around and ran out of the room.
The middle-aged man looked at the money on the table and shook his head helplessly. Forget it, just accept it. At most, he will talk to a group of old guys another day. If there is a problem with the bicycle in the future, he will go to the kid's second brother.
build.
At this time, Xiao Mao, who had apologized and settled his worries, walked much more briskly.
He didn't know that because of him, his second brother's car repair stall became increasingly prosperous in the following days. Although he couldn't make much money, with his second brother's income and his eldest brother's salary,
It can be said that the home that was about to collapse was slowly brought back on track.
After the reform and opening up, his second brother followed the trend of the times and learned to repair motorcycles and cars successively, truly realizing the freedom of personal wealth.
Of course, this all happened a long time ago.
In front of me, Xiao Mao was acting coquettishly next to his two brothers.
After this incident, Zhang Yu got tired of writing reports one day. When he came out to take a breath, he happened to meet him playing with a group of children next to the police station.
So he casually asked, although there were not many bicycles in the shed that day, there were still a few. Why did he only pull out the valve cores of those young men?
Speaking of this, Xiao Mao couldn't help sniffing his nose, looking unconvinced.
He admitted that he had done something wrong when it came to pulling out his popularity, but he felt that what he had done that day was right and those people deserved it.
When he was playing on the street that day, he saw with his own eyes those people riding bicycles crazy on the street in the winter. Not to mention, they were fighting with each other while riding, and almost hit his second brother.