Chapter 6: Growing Pains (3)

Year 2, Class Two (3). I was late today and was punished for standing at the back of the classroom with a language book in hand.

I don't know why I've always been scared to answer the teacher's questions, and I've been scared to speak at meetings until now.

The homework assigned was always omitted and wrong, and the homeroom teacher often talked to my mother, but it was not serious enough to repeat a grade. I remember the last time the homeroom teacher said to me, "If you don't finish your homework like this, I'll call your father to come over." "Since then, I always go downstairs to play every day after completing my homework, no matter how much homework I do, I don't fall behind, of course, every exam test score is not top, but in the middle and upper stage. At that time, I often went to Saturday make-up classes, and every time the teacher didn't have enough people, she would ask me to make up, maybe she understood that I didn't know how to refuse, or maybe she knew that my father agreed with me about what I was going to study, and he wouldn't refuse because of money.

When I was in my second grade, my father was ordered to retire by his employer. At the age of 60, no matter how my father wrote the application, the unit leaders refused, and my cousin, who had been a coach, vacated his position because my third sister's husband wanted to be a coach. My cousin has always resented my father, and Uncle Wei next door is in his early 40s and has bought a six-story self-built house in the city.

Since then, the family of four has lived on their father's monthly pension and savings. From thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift, my father still lives a high-income life, going to drink morning tea every day, and the living expenses and expenses for a month are as high as 2,000 yuan. My eldest sister works near my house and would come over for dinner at noon, and she once said to my father, "Ah Feng, it's not okay to spend money like this, you have to plan for him in the future." "It may be that the eldest sister has experienced my nephew's heart surgery because of this, and she knows that money must be calculated carefully in difficult times. During this period of affluence, his mother often bought gold and silver, bought a lot of jewelry, and also funded a lot of money for his mother's family, and he felt that he was angry and raised his eyebrows. Every time my relatives came to visit, they were full of loads, and if there was anything to be replaced at home, they would all let them take it back.

When my third brother-in-law was a coach, my father also spent tens of thousands of dollars to buy him a car. I don't know why, but in the end, it still failed. Recalling this, will there be a different ending if it is done for my cousin, my father will be better with some dry shares, and it will be better to help each other. The third brother-in-law is a cadre's son, and he may not be able to stand the sun and rain and endure hardship. My eldest sister and second sister often complained that my father was good to the third sister, because the third sister was beautiful and always called her the pearl of my father's palm, and loved her very much. But so far, the third sister who has had the worst time, which will be explained in detail later.

After the mid-term parent-teacher meeting in the second grade, the head teacher called on parents to donate money to expand the school, and after the meeting, the mother and the head teacher said, "Feng's father is retired and has no money, so donate 100." My mother told me this, and I seemed to understand that my life was going to change. Until one day, the family's three coaches were sold and pulled away, and I knew that my family road was starting to fall.

But it didn't prevent my mother from going back to her parents' house to play often, and sometimes she didn't take me with her. My father was a macho man, and he didn't wash his clothes when my mother returned to her parents' house.

I remember that day my mother went back to my parents' house, and my father didn't have a motorcycle, so he walked after retirement. At that time, handicraft classes were in vogue, so I walked to Xinhua Bookstore to buy the kind of handicraft that made a tank and airplane by cutting off and folding the paper skin, and bought a big bag that I liked to eat, which contained chicken wings, ham sausages and eggs, and held my father's rough hand.

Looking at the wrinkles on my father's face and the thinning hair that was dyed black with hair dye, I saw the traces of time. What kind of person is this, determined to give birth to a male son, in order not to let others look down on him or for the sake of the inheritance of the lineage, how much pressure and criticism behind him withstood it, just for a man.

I looked at my own son, who coincidentally was in the same zodiac sign as my father. When I think back to the fact that I often complained about my father, did I think it was the reincarnation of heaven? Would I have behaved better than my father in front of my own son?

But the truth is, I was worse than my father in the role of "father".

My father, who bought me something, was always thought by the salesperson that it was my grandfather. The father would always proudly say, "This is my son!" No matter how strange the world's eyes were, he would not mind, which was probably what he was looking forward to the most in his life.

When I hear these words, I always feel uncomfortable at that time. I didn't have the pressure of other people's strange eyes like my father, and I wanted to dodge and escape.

I used to ask my father to buy me soda to quench my thirst when I was playing in the yard, and when I saw my father on the street, he wouldn't stop me, I wouldn't call him, maybe this was an unfilial behavior, because I was afraid of being seen by classmates who suddenly passed by, and whispered and pointed in the class.

The son does not dislike the mother as ugly, and the son does not dislike the father. These two sentences do not come to this day that I understand my ignorance. My father probably knew about my avoidance on the street, but he never said anything to me. From his eyes, I saw his doting and guilt for me.

In everyone's heart, father's love is given different definitions: inclusive, deep, subtle, serious, responsible, and silently giving...... At that time, I was very afraid of writing about someone you know, and I was afraid to write an essay about my father.

Everyone is born on a blank sheet of paper without pollution, and in the process of walking on the road of life, we inadvertently draw on this blank paper, a little innocence, a little willfulness, a little surprise, a little romance, a little accident, a little excitement, a little regret, a little pain, a little loneliness, a little sadness, a little memory, a little lovesickness. Too much bit by bit, has covered this blank paper, and eventually it always has to come to an end

All this can't help but remind people of the educational philosophy that they often heard when they were children, "don't let your children lose at the starting line"! But the fact is that the children's background has made the starting line different, some lives are at the starting line, some lives are at the starting line, some lives are at the finish line, and some lives are in places that 90 percent of people can never reach!

If we really dwell on these things, it will only make most people's lives very painful, because we can't choose our origin, family, and parents. In this case, each of us should work harder at our own starting point, we all understand the truth of "stupid birds fly first", but some people still can't live this life.

If we already know that we have a different starting point, then run hard, run hard, and catch up with those steps in front of us. Of course, we can't have the luxury of pursuing a dream and a person that no matter how hard we try in this life, we can't achieve it, because that will make people live in pain.

If you can never climb the Himalayas, but you always keep such a thing in your heart, it will only make your life more miserable or unhappy. Therefore, the saying "people are more popular than people" is very reasonable.

Comparison can make people find out the gap, can put pressure on people, and can make people progress, but comparison is a kind of heart disease, a burden, and an unhealthy psychological state.

You can't compare with other people's parents, high-ranking officials can't compare, and you can't compare with the business empire of a rich country. Because that's what their parents have earned with their hard work!

Everyone comes to this world blank because of the different environments he has been exposed to, creating different personalities, different family backgrounds, different educations, different relatives and friends, and different people and information. And some of these differences cannot be compared, and some can be obtained through one's own acquired efforts.

For example, some people have gone out of the countryside and into the city through their own efforts, and many people have gone to Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou to work hard and work hard to create a world. And they are changing through their own efforts, so hard work is what everyone must do!

No matter what the starting point is, the direction of efforts and the speed of progress will determine how far a person can go, no one dares to talk about the end point until the end, only hard work is the way to change fate!