The next day, I was sleeping at home when I heard someone knocking on the door. I sat up suddenly and suddenly thought of what my mother said yesterday. Sure enough, a figure rushed into my bedroom and then opened the door. My quilt was slapped on my butt, and there was a loud "snap".
"Damn it, you killed me." I raised my head and looked at the old man with a smile on his face.
My dad was not polite at all, and pointed at me, "Give me another message and let me see, how come you, a student, are making more and more mistakes as you go on?"
"I'm sleeping. If you hit me so hard, how can I not be excited?"
"Why did you hang up on me yesterday?"
"Why do you always think about marrying your son?"
"When I marry my son, just hang up on me."
"Nonsense, fight to the end."
Then I heard another "pop" sound. I hugged the quilt and leaned against the bed. "Please be gentle, you picked me up."
My dad smiled and said, "You just know."
I sighed, "I mean, otherwise, you can't abuse me like this."
"Hurry up and get dressed. Your uncle will be here soon. You should be polite, you know?"
"What are you doing?"
"Let me show you some courtesy."
I glanced at my dad and said, "Don't worry." Then I got up and started to put on my clothes. After putting on my clothes, I heard my dad and the others talking and laughing, and knew that my uncle had arrived. I came out and looked at my dad and the others and smiled, "Uncle." good"
He was not polite, he came over and slapped me on the butt and said, "You bastard, you won't go home for a whole semester, right? You won't study either."
I smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say.
My dad continued, "You have to take good care of him."
"Well, that's right, you have to take good care of it."
The two of them sang together, and then I withdrew from their sight and went to pour them tea. In other words, if I coax a person, I can definitely coax him to be very happy and kill all men, women, old and young. No, this uncle asked me to fool him. , wanted to give me lucky money again, but my father strongly stopped me, I am so cruel,
In the evening, my mother came home, and we all had dinner together. During the meal, my father strongly requested to take me back to my hometown to learn more about them and get in touch with society. However, my mother refused verbally, and I was a little surprised. I have enough respect for you,
After dinner, I accompanied them to my grandpa's house. When we were leaving, I strongly requested to sleep at my grandpa's house. My dad couldn't afford to offend my dad's dad, so when they went back, it was just the two of them, Just like when I came here, I don’t take away a single cloud. I am so happy.
Lying in bed at night, I suddenly felt very pitiful. I was thinking about how to avoid my old man all day long. I was also a little depressed. Why do you think my father is so out of tune and thinking about these new things all day long?
Of course, my dad secretly gave me a few hundred dollars in pocket money. I knew how to take the money, but I definitely wouldn’t be able to handle the matter. I, as a liar, started cheating my dad when I was a child. He cheated my dad out of money, and he still cheats me now. He promised my dad countless things, but never did any of them.
The days at home are very dull. The hot and dry summer is very annoying. My mother refuses to let me turn on the air conditioner all the time. Moreover, I like summer. I turn on the air conditioner, adjust the temperature to the lowest temperature, and then cover it with winter cotton. I was lying on the sofa watching TV. As a result, every time I saw me like this, I would get anxious. When I got anxious, I would start using my hands. When I applied my hands, there was a "pop, pop" sound, and it didn't hurt.
The past twenty days have been quite fulfilling. Many of my childhood friends have returned. We played football, played cards, chatted, and told stories about each person and school. We all grew up together. , spent time together in kindergarten and elementary school, and then went their separate ways, but everyone lived in the same family area, and it was especially lively during holidays.
I inherited my glorious tradition in school and played cards with them every day. I have to say that I won nine out of ten games. The one I lost was considered a deliberate loss on my part. I always win. That’s so embarrassing, right? Let’s all agree. Yes, the holidays are very short, and the days go by very quickly.
My mother took me to buy vegetables every day. The two of us walked together and walked to a street stall selling onions. The boss, who was very talkative, said to my mother, "You are bringing your brother to buy vegetables."
My mother smiled happily, and then without saying a word, she bought 5 kilograms. The vendor who sold onions wrapped them up, and I threw them to me and asked me to hold them in her arms. I held the onions and just said The vendor naturally raised his thumb and said, "You are really good at business."
The vendor was a little confused, "What do you mean?"
"It's okay" and then my mother took me away. Moreover, while walking, my mother would say, "I am only about 30 years old this year and I am young. What's wrong?"
"No, the problem is, you are my mother, and they say you are my sister, and you are happy too, which is confusing the seniority."
"This makes your mother look younger, isn't it?"
"Okay, okay, that's it."
My mother sighed, "I made a mistake at the beginning. I married your father so early and had you when I was 20. This is the biggest mistake. They say the first-born child is the best and should not be spanked. So, I I gave birth to you. Now think about it, an old man and a young man are more stupid than the other. The young man can still do things when he is younger than his father, hey."
I looked at my mother depressedly, "You just said that, and you're not afraid of making me sad."
My mother glanced at me and said, "You still know how sad you are. Do you know that when you were born, the family planning policy was strictly enforced. How much money was our family fined? Do you know how valuable the money was?"
I smiled and said, "I only know that money is quite valuable now."
My mother glanced at me, ignored me, and took me to buy vegetables again. Moreover, every time I finished shopping, I would force me to wash and pick vegetables, and then make food for her every day, saying that I wanted to cultivate My cooking skills, as a result, I resisted desperately, but in the end I didn't succeed, because I threatened me with my living expenses at every turn, and even cooked a meal for her, and I was paid 5 yuan. I lamented the harshness of the world, and I lamented how it happened. Having such a son,
However, these more than twenty days were not in vain. I asked my mother to get me an entry-level chef. I originally thought that cooking was a very complicated thing, but after learning some basic knowledge, Only then did I realize that it is not that difficult, and it is also very easy to transform into each other. For example, if you copy a tomato into an egg, you can also copy an eggplant, or you can copy a zucchini. In short, it is very simple.
Naturally, I can't tell those wolves that I learned how to cook. If I did, I believe that my cooking skills would definitely improve by leaps and bounds, and they would use any means to coerce and induce me to cook for them every day. Moreover, the means It must be cruel. I can only secretly show Lin Ran my skills. Of course, I have always valued sex over friends. Anyone who knows me knows that,
The days passed so quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was time to start school. On the morning of the first day of school, my mother gave me 20 days of hard work for cooking, reward money, and my living expenses. I happily took it from my mother's hand. I carried the money in the small bag on my back and didn’t need my mother to send it to me. I took a taxi and arrived at the train station.
When I got out of the car, I saw a familiar figure, that middle-aged woman. She probably couldn't remember me anymore, but I didn't see Sister Qing. But this time she was much more learned, and she wasn't shy. She was very low-key. , without saying a word, he waited at the station for a while, checked in, and got on the train.
There were many people getting on the bus and the compartment was very crowded. As soon as I got on the bus, I saw a scene that made me very depressed. I saw a hand reaching into a bag, and it was still in front of me.
I naturally pretended not to know what I had done, turned around and walked over. I reached out to cover my pants pocket and touched my wallet. At this time, I was the richest I had ever been, even though I only had It was less than a thousand yuan, but I worked hard for 20 days, cooked and cleaned the house, and cheated it all. How could I let it be stolen with that hand?
Sure enough, after I took a few steps forward, I heard someone yelling "thief" from behind.
"Thief your mother."
"If you still don't admit to stealing, I'll catch you with my own hands."
I turned around and didn't leave. I watched the situation continue to develop happily. So, several people appeared and started to take action. They hit the person who kept shouting to catch the thief. They hit him very hard, and... From the beating to the end, there was no train policeman, only one conductor. He continued to fight, and the one who beat him didn't care about him at all. In the end, the person who was beaten fell to the ground, and there were many empty spaces around him. I folded the bag in my pocket. I held the knife in my hand and thought about it for a long time, but I still didn't get it started. I was afraid that someone else would have a machete. My little folding knife was not the same as the other person's. I thought my age was not the same as theirs. Moreover, Sister Qing I have been taught that in this place, be honest, be low-key, don’t be too arrogant, be less confident,
After a while, those who finished beating the person could not see clearly how many they were, and they all ran away. The person who was beaten stood up and covered his head. Only then were there good-hearted people around. He came forward, handed the paper, and wiped the blood. The man picked up the phone and called the police.
Just like this, a man who acted bravely for justice received a beating in vain. Moreover, after the car police came, they took him to make a record and go to treatment. I don’t know how many things were delayed. The person whose bag was stolen just now was actually still beaten. Can't find it,
If the matter ends here, then as a witness who has witnessed the development of the entire matter, I have concluded two things. First, it is not that I don’t want to act bravely, but because I understand very well that no matter how correct you are, as long as you don’t You are all wrong to help you. Secondly, fortunately I didn’t meddle in my own business just now, or I was the one who got beaten. But to be honest, the way they fought was very childish. The person who was beaten probably couldn’t even fight. Even half of his combat power doesn't count. Well, I can handle him myself.
Of course, things couldn't end that easily. Not long after, four policemen came up, followed by a man with a bandage on his head, and began to identify people from the carriage. The whole train was telling everyone not to jump. In the car, when these four police officers appeared, the righteous people in the car also appeared, started to report, started to say some words of praise, and even worse, stood up and followed them to search for each other. Then, the victim of the stolen bag also appeared. Okay, that's it. I don't know whether I caught those thieves in the end, but regarding Sister Qing's words, keep a low profile and don't be too confident. I feel that it is indeed quite useful for me.
I am such a person. Sister Qing reminded me of this sentence. Now I have not followed and participated in this matter. I am very grateful to Sister Qing. In fact, even if she did not remind me of this, I would avoid it if I didn't make trouble. It's not that I'm not making trouble, and I definitely won't stand up to it, but I'm still very grateful to her. What she said is right. Besides, I'm not a hero. There are so many adults in the car, and it's not my turn as a 15-year-old child. Being a hero really touched me a lot. Since then, every time I get on or off the train or at the station, I pay special attention and keep a low profile.
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