After Hai came to the art troupe, he was like a fish in water, he first wrote lyrics, and then learned to compose. In the eighties of the twentieth century, the love songs composed by Hai were popular all over the country, and many boys and girls were dumped. For a while, Hai became popular, and the newspapers and TV called Hai a genius composer. As a result, Hai frequently appeared on TV. There are countless young and beautiful girls who are courting the sea. Those who don't know each other, Hai can receive several courtship letters every day, but Hai doesn't look at any of them. In a flash, Haidu is thirty years old, and Hai still hasn't found a suitable girlfriend.

Later, my mother asked Hai urgently: What are you looking for?

Hai's answer surprised his mother, and Hai said, "I'm looking for a girlfriend like my sister!" Mother once dug out her heart and lungs to enlighten the sea: What's so good about a girl like your sister Jing?

Hai said firmly this time: If I can't find a girl like Jing, I won't look for it!

The father sighed, and the mother shook her head. And they remembered that the sea was sick, and what could they say to a man who had been mentally ill?

Jing always had to stay at home for a while, and then went out of the car again. Every time Jing comes back, it is the happiest day for the sea, and he always has to find a reason to stay in Jing's room and talk and laugh with his sister. As soon as Jing left, the sea stopped laughing, and he transported Jing's used things to his room like a mouse moving, and then closed the door to compose his love song.

When my father was fifty-six years old, he was ordered to leave early. A soldier of the level of his father can work until he is sixty years old under normal circumstances, and there is still the possibility of promotion. But my father retired early from the post of chief of staff of the military district.

My father was announced to be retiring early, and there were two major events related to him, which means that these two things constituted the biggest mistake in my father's life. One is that he sold the military vehicles equipped by the troops to the county in his hometown. Before that, the county leaders in his hometown approached my father several times and asked him to help him buy some trucks that could be transported. My father's hometown is very remote, and there has been no access to the train, and the task of transportation can only be completed by car. Due to the underdevelopment of transportation, it directly affected the backwardness of the county where his father's hometown was located. This is a big deal, and my father is also anxious about the backwardness and poverty of his hometown. The economic situation at that time was such that everything was operating under a planned economy. The Jiefang brand cars produced by FAW are uniformly distributed by the state, not to mention the county where my father's hometown is located, even the province cannot get a few such cars a year.

The people in my hometown are anxious about the traffic, and my father is even more anxious. Finally, there was an opportunity, and the Military Commission equipped my father's unit with a batch of military vehicles. The document fell into his father's hand, and his father's eyes lit up, and he didn't even think about it, so he waved his pen and instructed this batch of military vehicles to support the local government on the document. The place, of course, is the county where my father's hometown is located. On every highway in my hometown county, you can see military vehicles dyed grass green, busy galloping.

What my father didn't expect was that it would be a mistake. He knew the equipment of the troops, which at this time had changed drastically from decades ago, much to his father's satisfaction. He looked forward to a new round of war, but he waited for more than ten years and saw no war, so his father was disappointed. If there is no war force, what do you need such good equipment for? It is simply a waste! It is better to let this batch of equipment support local construction. My father sold these military vehicles to his hometown for good reason. This is the father's idea.

A wave has not settled, and another wave has risen. In order to thank my father for his love and care over the years, he chose a feng shui treasure in his father's hometown and built a large and luxurious cemetery for his father. My father didn't know anything about this cemetery, which was done behind my father's back. The reason is that my father has said more than once that he will be buried in his hometown after he dies in the future, and will not go to any crematorium. Again, this is a limitation of the father's mind. Everything is ready in that cemetery, just waiting for my father to "return to his roots". According to the idea of the county leaders, this is nothing, and there is a general in his hometown, which is a major event that has not been encountered in hundreds of years. It is also human nature for the general to return to his hometown after his death. Besides, the general has made so many benefits for his hometown, what is it to build a cemetery for the general?

The paper can't contain the fire, and when the two things are combined, the matter will be big. First, the leaders of the military region found out, and the leaders of the military region felt that this matter was extraordinary, and then reported it to the Central Military Commission. After the Central Military Commission sent a working group to investigate two matters, an order summoned my father to Beijing under the overwhelming evidence, and the leaders of the headquarters personally talked to my father. In the face of the facts, my father was speechless, but what my father did not understand was how this could be regarded as a mistake! Soon after my father returned from Beijing, he was announced to be retired.

After his retirement, his father suddenly grew old. He was idle at home and had nothing to do, and he didn't know what to do. Menopausal syndrome befell the father, and he began to lose his temper incessantly, rushing at the mother and the child.

At that time, Lin and Jing had both joined the army, and only Hai was left alone in the family studying. That year, her mother was in her early forties, and she was already proud to be the head of the art troupe. When the children were older and there was nothing left for her to worry about, she devoted her life to her career with enthusiasm, and she wanted to make up for the time she had lost when she was young.

My father often lost his temper alone at home, first breaking the cup from which he was drinking, and then pulling at his prematurely gray hair, and his anger had to be silenced because he had no object. Then he went from room to room, cursing and cursing, and saying over and over again, "When you come back, see if Lao Tzu will clean you up!" As a result, he can't clean up anyone, he is really old, the key is that his heart is old.

He could only smoke his trumpet cigarette and drink sorghum burning. He doesn't drink as much as he used to. He looked at the wine, and he couldn't do anything. The father, who got drunk after a few sips of wine, shed heroic tears. Then, before it was dark, I fell asleep, my farts were released, my teeth were bitten, my feet were not washed, and my teeth were not brushed. Mother has had enough of all this for her father, and she can't bear it anymore. So, the mother came up with the idea of separating from the father. To her mother's surprise, her idea received an enthusiastic response from her father. In fact, he has long been fed up with his mother's discipline, and he has been managed enough for so many years. He wants to turn over and seek liberation, and he wants to breathe free air. Soon, my father and mother officially separated. At that time, there were many houses in the family, and when I found one at random, my father ran away from my mother.

When my father was in office, his happiest job was to stand in front of the sand table or in front of the battle map, studying the imaginary enemy. He had studied the imaginary enemy by heart, including the disposition of our troops. It never came in handy, but that didn't affect his hobby. He thought, he can't use it now, but sooner or later he will use it. Perhaps at that time, the leaders of the Military Commission will ask him to go out of the mountain again and let him command thousands of troops and horses to fight against the real enemy. As soon as he thought of this, his blood boiled.

So, my father spent all his time and energy making sand tables and drawing battle maps. He already knew the sand table and the map well, and he was familiar with these things for his father. Soon my father's room was occupied by one sand table and one battle map after another, and my father was comforted in the crowd. Father was alone in his imagination. He was so immersed in his euphoria for a long time that he only walked out of his room when it was time to eat. My mother has always taken a blind attitude to what my father does, which is exactly what my father wants. For a while, my father and mother lived in harmony.

Later, the military region's art troupe was streamlined and reorganized, and my mother retired prematurely. My mother was also idle at home for a while. Father and mother were at home at the same time, and most of the time, they went about their own business. My mother still loves to read. When I'm not reading. Mother looked out the window in spring, summer, autumn and winter in a daze. She thought of the Kaede of her dreams again and again, and her mother's heart was full of emotion. She would often see elderly couples walking hand in hand in the twilight on the road outside the window. At this time, how she wished that Kaede was by her side and accompanied her for a walk in the twilight.

One day, my father came back drunk again. Seeing his mother sitting in front of the window in a daze and weeping, my father's wine suddenly woke up, and he was very surprised and asked, "Girl, why are you crying?" My mother ignored him and suddenly asked, "What are you making a revolution for?" My father was very strange and replied casually: I want to be liberated and live a good life. The mother smiled sadly: Pleasing a good wife and giving birth to a child to pass on the family lineage, right? The father was furious, he remembered Kaede, you are not for him! The mother had tears in her eyes and lowered her head silently......

I don't know if it was the stimulation of this conversation on my father, or my father himself realized something, he suddenly grew old, not only did his hair turn white, but his movements began to become sluggish. He had a lot to turn to his mother for. When he asked his mother, he was embarrassed and cried out, "Girl, come and help me......

When my mother heard my father's cry, she always wiped away her tears before she walked over and helped him in one way or another. Regardless of the mother's attitude, good or bad, the father has no temper at all. Because he knew that he couldn't do without his mother's help.

In her later years, her mother no longer had any friction with her father, and she completely accepted her fate.

This is fate, this is history!