When I came back, my house was occupied, and my parents were crowded at my uncle's house.

My mom told me about the cause and effect.

It's a long story, and my father went around and went back to Gaojia Primary School, the closest school to his home, and was with his mother.

The teaching building of Gaojia Primary School was already very dilapidated when my father went, which could not meet the needs of the time, but it was not easy to build a high-rise building again, first of all, the problem of funds, which was impossible to solve. Dad's bull energy came up, he said that he was going to build a beautiful teaching building for Gaojia Primary School, and his mother said don't be in the limelight, but Dad couldn't listen to it at all. Mom wanted to benefit the people, so she changed from opposition to silently supporting Dad.

In order to raise money, my father didn't even have time to go back home, so she went through all the people in Gaojia Village, but he wrote down all the people who had achievements, and did everything possible to find contact information to visit one by one, and issued a call for everyone to raise funds to build a teaching building for his hometown. Dad seemed to be enchanted, running all over the world, writing letters when he couldn't go overseas, he promised to set up a monument to all the people who donated, and the hard work paid off, and he actually raised money to build a house.

Then, after not returning home for two months, Dad found the best builder and gathered all the skilled craftsmen in Gaojia Village to build the building. In the summer, his back was sunburned and peeled off several layers of skin. Everyone was infected by his enthusiasm and threw themselves into the construction of the vigorous teaching building, and the people of the construction party were moved by the endless stream of helpers in front of them, and they said that they had never seen such a scene.

When autumn comes, the four-story school building rises from the ground and shines in the sun.

Dad didn't use the state's funds, but raised his own funds to build a teaching building, and for a time the praise of the leadership meeting in the district said that Dad had benefited the children on this side.

According to my mother, after I got upstairs, my father was excited from morning to night. All kinds of high-profile praise made Dad's heart fly, and the whole person seemed to float. At a meeting, my mother met Principal Kong of another school, and he said to his mother half-jokingly and half-seriously: Lao Jia will have an accident sooner or later. Mom didn't like to listen to it, so she glanced at Principal Kong. But this sentence turned out to be a prophecy.

It was almost 11 o'clock that day, and Dad said that he wanted his brother to take him to the town to buy goldfish, and he would put it on his desk. Mom persuaded Dad that the child had just come home and let him rest. Besides, it's best not to go out at noon, it's easy to cause trouble. At that time, Dad couldn't listen to anyone's opinions, and ignored his mother's admonition at all, and went on his own. My brother has never disobeyed his father, so he had to start his motorcycle and set off.

At noon, my brother rode a motorcycle and took my father to run on the country road, the poplar trees on both sides of the road were tall, and the canopy was stretched as far as possible, giving the greatest shelter to the passers-by. When my father was sitting proudly in the back of the car, a boy suddenly appeared from behind a tree not far ahead, about ten years old, staggering across the road on a bicycle. The brother's motorcycle was too close to the braking distance was not enough, and with a screeching brake sound, the model car knocked the child into the air, and the child took off and fell directly into the field next to the road. My brother and dad were thrown out of the motorcycle for a long time, and the motorcycle fell to the ground and slid far away, leaving long brake marks on the road. People from nearby villages quickly gathered around, and the elder brother got up from the ground and whispered to the crowd: Call an ambulance. Then the elder brother limped to the field and picked up the child, who was covered in blood and had passed out. The elder brother struggled to hold the child in his arms, leaning weakly against a tree, waiting for the ambulance to come.

Dad also got up from the ground, and at this moment, Dad's floating heart calmed down.

Dad saw an acquaintance and told him to go to Gaojia Primary School to report to his mother and ask her to bring all the cash and passbooks with her.

When the acquaintance found Mom, Mom was scrubbing the school windows. After listening to the words of the acquaintance, my mother gave up her legs and sat on the ground.

By the time the mother arrived at the scene, the ambulance had already taken the father, brother and the child to the hospital. A woman sat on the ground crying next to the deformed bicycle that was touched, and the mother asked about the situation, and this woman was the mother of the child. Mom persuaded a few words, and at this time the police arrived, surveyed the scene, pulled the motorcycle, and pulled the mother and the woman to the hospital by the way. The police left a message: first treat people and leave.

The boy was already in the emergency room, bleeding from his spleen, and was in surgery. Dad and brother both had skin trauma and were fine.

My mom took the time to call me and tell me to come home.

Mom, dad and brother stayed in the hospital for the next few days.

Thankfully, the child's surgery was a success. During the full body examination, it was found that the child had problems with the function of his right hand and could not move freely. After the doctor's consultation, it was finally found that the muscles were damaged, but there was no better way but to recuperate and recover.

By the time I got home, my child had already been discharged from the hospital, and our family was almost bankrupt and we couldn't get a penny, and the couple had already moved into our house.

Since the child is only 10 years old, legally speaking, riding a bicycle on the road, the guardian needs to bear some responsibility. In the end, the traffic police team's judgment on this traffic accident was that the two sides were four or six open, and we were six responsible, and they were four. The couple thought we should take all the blame and made a fuss in the traffic police force, saying that we were bribes. The police officer angrily reprimanded them for being responsible for such words and actions, and they walked away.

After I came back, I started to run the traffic police team, and Officer Zhang of the Accident Department was very reasonable, and he bluntly said: In this case, there is nothing we can do. We can only guarantee the fairness of the traffic accident, but we have no way to interfere with the fact that they are staying in your house.

I went to the local police station again, and the police officer at the police station had a very good attitude, but he also reluctantly said to me: This is a follow-up problem caused by a traffic accident, he just lives in your house, and it has not caused any social security problems, and we are not easy to ask.

I ran between the traffic police force and the police station, and there was no way at all.

Find a middleman to say yes: the other party's attitude is very clear, our children are useless, you have to build us a house.

We know we've been falsely accused.

Let my brother go to work, otherwise I won't be able to explain it to the unit. Watching my dad lying listless in my uncle's bed all day, and watching my mom go to school and my uncle's house all day, I don't know what I can do to solve the problem.

A classmate from a neighboring village told me that the boy's school held a rope skipping competition, and the boy won the first place.

I remembered what the doctor said that day: the child's wrist will not be in serious trouble, because the little one will recover quickly, after all, he is only ten years old. The last stone in my heart fell to the ground.

When I got home, I saw the couple cooking lunch at my house. The woman is kneading dough on the cutting board, and the man is picking vegetables.

Since I came home, I have been living in the same room with my cousin and daughter-in-law, and for nearly half a month, I have been displaced, and the pain of running around has suddenly surged into my heart. That little sympathy I had before was gone, and I suddenly exploded at the sight of them using our kitchen with impunity. I turned around and closed the door. First shut down the gas tank valve, then unplug the rubber pipe, then lift the oil tank and smash it, I smashed everything I saw they used, crackling, and the house was in shambles. I took the soft flour from the woman's hand and threw it into the courtyard. Then walk to the door and open the door.

The neighbors had already gathered at the door, and they looked at the mess and shouted at them that they shouldn't have smashed people's homes. The man pointed at my back and shouted, "She smashed it." The old lady at the door looked at the oil flowing from the smashed oil jar and said, "The child is not sick." I heard the cries of the women behind me, the men's cursing, and the neighbors' reproaches.

I was sitting at my uncle's house and heard a man scolding me loudly at the corner of the street, and I guess no one would scold me so viciously in my life. At this time, I heard a commotion outside, and my brother came back, and he rushed into my house, took a kitchen knife, and rushed at the man who was scolding me. I rushed out, but my brother was already being dragged by several people. I rushed over, pulled my brother's sleeve, and whispered: What are you impulsive, he just wants to provoke you, hurry up. In my hurry, I tore my brother's leather jacket. My brother was driven away by several people.

The man took a match and ordered my house, and the neighbor called the police, and then they were taken away by the police.

We finally got home.

Afterwards, our family invited our neighbors to dinner, and we apologized for the inconvenience caused to their lives.