"You are all bastards! brutes! If you can't find the pier today, I'm not done with you!" came the father's roaring voice from the room.

"You lost the child yourself, why do you scold us so much? You call your mother a bastard, a brute, then you are a little bastard, a little brute, it's not a good thing anyway!"

"Then Lao Tzu is also willing, mind your! You remember, if you can't find the pier, don't think about it!" the father continued to threaten unceremoniously.

......

Before the second aunt took me into the house, there was the familiar heart-rending roar of my father in the house, and the sound of the eldest aunt roaring and fighting back.

Listening to the content of their quarrel, you can know that it is really not a family, and if you don't enter a family, they are all strange people!

I shuddered.

"Dunzi, listen, listen, when I came to my house today, this is it, the nose is not the nose, the face is not the face, first scolded your aunt half to death, the aunt went out to look for you in the rain in a fit of anger, and now this is not coming back to continue arguing;

I didn't know my father's "horizontal in the nest" style, but I didn't expect that in addition to being like this when facing my mother in my own home, I was actually in the second aunt's house, and in front of my aunt and grandmother, I could also give full play to the "true character of a hero".

Was this an attempt to vent his anger and anger at the relocation of his family and leaving him with only a pot of bristles? This is unknown, and only he understands why.

However, hearing him yelling and yelling anxiously, I felt quite happy from the bottom of my heart, because I knew that the reason why he was so out of shape and caused his panic was my disappearance.

It's just that the way is a bit extreme.

I hurriedly rushed in, ready to "turn the tide" with my own strength, and shouted as I ran: "Dad, I'm back! Dad, I'm back!"

Hearing my voice, my father's roar suddenly stopped, and my aunt's roar also stopped, as if something incredible had happened, and time seemed to stop!

After a pause of about 3 seconds, my father took me into his arms.

It was the first time in my life that I had such an intimate contact with my father.

He hugged me tightly, and I could clearly feel his body trembling, and I could feel that he was crying. At this moment, in his world, it is like a treasure regained, reluctant to let go, reluctant to let go, and reluctant to let me lose from his hands.

There is no superfluous language to express, there is no superfluous shush and warmth, and there is no continued way to roar to vent his inner helplessness and sadness, just hugging me tightly like this, silently expressing his love for me with actions.

My father, who has long been accustomed to "getting dirty at home" and "adding fists and feet" at every turn, is the first time to behave like this, so it always feels like a dream bubble and very unrealistic.

I tentatively raised my arms and slowly hugged him, jerky and strange, I never knew that I could express my love for my father in such a way.

Although my father's hair has been wiped and wiped, but along the black and white hair is still slowly dripping sporadically with undried rain, the clothes on his body are wet, I think it is the same as the eldest aunt and the second aunt, who found me lost when they braved the rain to find me!

"Daddy, I'm back!" I patted my father's broad back, emphasizing again.

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back! Dad thinks he won't be able to find you again!" Father wiped the tears from his eyes imperceptibly, put his hands on my shoulders, looked at me again and again, and couldn't bear to let go.

I was like a big girl in a sedan chair - the first time I saw my father express his love for me so unabashedly.

Seeing this scene, the aunt's mood was like a child's temper, cloudy and sunny, and she said to her grandmother: "Look at the one who tossed our family because Dunzi can't find it!

"That's it, that's it, people's sons are baby bumps, and they can't be lost ......" Grandma also echoed the aunt's words.

But the father paid no attention to it.

"Whew-" The aunt breathed a sigh of relief, "It's too tiring to quarrel, you can't do this thankless business in the future!"

Later, I learned from their chat that my father found out about my disappearance when he arrived at the police station, so let's complain about this father's brain hole again!

Even the police at the police station helped me look for a long time, but due to the wind and rain outside, lightning and thunder, the police were reluctant to come out in the rain to look for me, only my father braved the rain to look for me.

After searching for a long time to no avail, my father fell into constant self-blame, and came to the second aunt's house in a hurry, using everyone as a channel for him to vent, and also forced everyone to go out to find me......

Seeing that my father's anger finally subsided, my grandmother breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly stepped forward, patted me on the shoulder, and said to me: "Oh, dunzi, you are finally back! Your father almost 'ate grandma alive'! It's good to come back, it's good to come back, don't worry about your dad when you come back, we're also relieved!"

After speaking, grandma walked out on her own, maybe the hanging heart finally landed!

My aunt also looked at our father and son, and left quietly inadvertently.

The second aunt never came in, nor was she in the yard, so it seemed that she had gone out to "avoid the limelight".

An accident finally calmed down after my safe return, and finally ended this thrilling journey. To my surprise, my loss had such a huge impact on my father, which can be regarded as a psychological comfort for myself!

But another thing that puzzles me is that Xiaowei is also her father's child, her father's daughter, don't they all say that her daughter is her father's little padded jacket, but why is there such a huge difference in treating us?

I don't really know.

As the saying goes, tiger poison does not eat children. Unfortunately, this is not a static law. In the animal world, if the tiger cub is contaminated with other smells or has been touched by other animals, the tigress will not hesitate to eat the cub! In addition, the sick tiger cub and the dead tiger cub will also be eaten by the tigress! There is also a situation, that is, in the case of extreme food scarcity, tiger eating is an inevitable survival law!

Many times I think that in the human world, if there are many children, you may need to distinguish the degree of love for their children.

I think my father managed to inform my mother when I was lost, and not long after my aunt and grandmother left, my mother came to my second aunt's house.

"Dunzi!" my mother called out my name in surprise.

"Mom!" I happily threw myself into my mother's arms again, greedily enjoying my mother's arms.

The excitement and happiness from the bottom of my heart suddenly came to my heart, and I, a "half-grown boy", picked up my mother and spun around the ground a few times.

Immediately made my mother laugh.

However, at the moment when I hugged my mother in a circle, I clearly saw my father's and the moment I saw my mother, my facial features quickly twitched together, and the kind and kind face that was full of love for me just now dissipated into invisibility, and was replaced by the seriousness, resentment and daunting trace of hideousness that often hung on my face.

At this time, it reminds me of a cartoon "Mirror Flowers" when I was a child, and one of the episodes is about "Double-faced Country". Everyone in this country has two faces, one is kind and the other is fierce and cunning......

It's exactly the same, turning your face is much faster than turning a book!

I suddenly "chuckled" in my heart, could this be another sign before the storm?

Sure enough, where there is a father, there is bound to be a tense atmosphere.

My mother and I were arguing for a while and then stopped.

My mother and I happily recounted my various experiences after I went missing, and Grandpa Yang helped me, took care of me, comforted me, and took me to use the "loudspeaker" of the village committee to find my family.

"Mom, do you know? Before the storm came, I met Grandpa Yang when I took the initiative to find a place to shelter from the rain!"

"Really?"

"Of course it is! Grandpa Yang is really a good person, he took me to shelter from the rain at his house, his house was leaking, and I also helped him use a basin and bucket to catch water!"

"And then?"

Later, he began to tell me the love story between him and Grandma Tian, and the love at that time must have been extraordinarily romantic...... It's the first time I've heard about the experience and perception of the real battlefield! Grandpa Yang's company had only seven people left before he came back, how tragic and tragic it was!"

"yes, it's really unimaginable if I haven't experienced it......"

"Isn't Grandma Tian at home?"

"Grandma Tian died, and she was killed by a shell, so Grandpa Yang never married ...... in order to commemorate his love for Grandma Tian"

"Then he's quite pitiful!"

"Yes, later, his dossier materials were lost, and after he reissued them, he was criticized and framed during the 'Great Revolution', and finally survived! But the comrades-in-arms who helped him reissue the materials were all persecuted to death......

"Dunzi, Grandpa Yang is a strong person, he has been through so much, and it is really not easy to live with perseverance and tenacity until now!"

"Yes, Mom, Grandpa Yang is also a very good person! If it weren't for Grandpa Yang, I don't know if I would have been able to come back this time......

My mother always smiled and listened to every detail I told with doting, as if she was really integrated into my story, and while listening, she responded to me, and gave me tips from time to time, so that I could understand that life is not easy, life is not easy, life is not easy......

During the whole process, my father didn't say a word, let alone join our chat, and I didn't know what he was thinking.

At this time, my mother seemed to want to break this embarrassing situation, so she said to my father: "Last time I heard that my second sister had cancer, I want to go back to my hometown to see!"

But he didn't expect to be scolded back by his father without hesitation: "What to see! What is there to see for a patient!"