He heard the sound of bicycles downstairs, the crisp bells, the bells of each car were similar, but if you listened closely, they were still different.

Li Yiming could hear his father's voice, it was different, look at the alarm clock, it was already more than three o'clock and almost four o'clock.

My father had been gone for so long, he stood up and leaned out.

Sure enough, my father was fiddling with the car and parked it, and there was a pile of newspapers and magazines on the back seat of the car, and there were five or six meat bones hanging from the handle, using fine hemp rope.

Rhubarb, the yellow dog was standing more than a meter away from his father and looked up, his tail wagging fast.

"Go! It's not for you!" Li Jianguo kicked angrily.

Rhubarb whined and turned away.

"Dad!"

Li Jianguo raised his head and smiled: "You don't have to come down, I'll come up." ”

He picked up the pile of papers from the back seat, held it with one hand, and plucked the string of flesh and bones with the other.

Go upstairs with your head down.

Li Yiming went to open the door and took the hanging meat and bones at the staircase, obviously his father remembered it after hearing those words.

"Can you still buy it?"

"There is really no meat, there are really bones!" Li Jianguo said with a smile, "One pound and nine cents, the old money also gave two more, I said to cook soup, and he cut it for me." ”

Place the meat in a bowl.

Entered the house.

"Yiming, I got these!" Li Jianguo held magazines and newspapers more than a foot tall in his hand.

It should be the old newspaper that my father went to the unit to come, and there are so many of the same newspapers, and no one will lose the newspaper these years, and it is very good to paste the wall, and you can usually read and read articles.

So much, I don't know how much effort it took.

It's no wonder my father has been gone for so long.

Putting things on the bed, Li Yiming sat on the edge of the bed and looked at it, and he didn't know the names of many newspapers.

"Dad, do you know why the children who used to sell newspapers had to be called nicknames?" Li Yiming suddenly asked with a smile.

"Oh, I really don't know. Li Jianguo took off the towel from the wall and wiped himself first.

"Because what is pronounced in English is pronounced, why is it pronounced in English, and the newspaper is what is going on, why, so it is nicknamed!" Li Yiming turned out a little knowledge and told his father.

Li Jianguo also smiled: "Okay, I learned two English at once, it's good!"

"Uh, that's ...... Carbon paper?" Li Yiming opened a magazine, and there were several sheets of blue carbon paper in it, which fell down with his movements.

"yes, I figured I could use this to make a few more copies. Li Jianguo gestured to his pocket, "I bought two ballpoint pens, and I'll use this to copy them for you later." ”

Li Yiming took the two pens, and they were still heroes.

The hero ballpoint pen is still relatively tall now, and it is not much of a good thing than a fountain pen, but sometimes the oil is not smooth, and you have to write hard.

Li Yiming looked at this and remembered that the story said that after 30 years, we would not be able to produce this small bead, because the process accuracy was not enough, so in fact, the raw materials of these pens now come from abroad.

No wonder, we need foreign exchange so much, Li Yiming sighed softly and put the pen on the table.

Li Jianguo took out an envelope from his shirt pocket and took out a few pieces of paper: "I copied these addresses for you." ”

Li Yiming took it and took a look, it was the addresses and zip codes of various magazines and newspapers, and at first glance, Li Jianguo copied them down by himself.

"Look first, I'll boil the bones for you. Li Jianguo didn't care about saying anything else, so he took a basin to wash the meat first.

"I'll help you. Li Yiming put the paper away and walked over to help make the oven.

He gently pulled out the bottom ash, picked up the fine yellowish wood chips with pine resin and put them into the bottom of the stove, which was specially used for fire, and added a few sticks of broken wood that were more resistant to burning.

Bright flames, scorching breaths.

Li Yiming carefully clamped the honeycomb coal on the edge of the stove into the furnace with pliers, and the holes were right, and when the bottom piece was burned, the stove would be ready.

Holding the clay pot and placing it by the stove, Li Jianguo took out a letter that was already soaked with sweat from his trouser pocket, looked at his son who was squatting to clean the stove, he hesitated, what he wanted to say and shook his head slightly, and as soon as his hand was released, the letter was thrown into the stove by him.

"Dad..." Li Yiming raised his head, his gaze falling on the piece of paper that was slowly zooming and yellowing in the fire.

The familiar handwriting, the address I wrote several times, the letter that made me drop out of school, is slowly rolling up in this furnace, rolling up, turning into a flame.

"I got a pack of China back. Li Jianguo said lightly.

Father and son didn't speak, just silently watched as the letter burned and turned to ashes and disappeared into the world.

…...

With a long sigh of relief, Li Jianguo still didn't speak.

Li Yiming also returned to the room, sat back at the table, lifted the pen, but did not fall.

Although Li Yiming only saw the back of his father when he left, he only saw the smiling face of him riding back with a full load.

He must have gone to the unit to explain some things first, then bought cigarettes, and then went to the principal to get the letter.

Then I went to the post office, copied those materials, and probably ran a few units to find those old newspapers, and I had to go to the vegetable market to buy meat and bones.

Although my father has been gone for such a long time, he has done so much, and I don't know how many things I don't know.

But Li Yiming can imagine his father's complicated feelings along the way.

The feeling of father's love like a mountain made Li Yiming's heart full of emotion but heavy, he had never been able to touch his father's care for him like this.

…...

Looking at his son's emaciated but straight back, some pointed shoulder bones.

Li Jianguo turned his head to look downstairs, and there were five children playing in the yard.

Those are not yet the children of school age, so they are placed in the yard, and the older ones are brought with the smaller ones, and Li Jianguo can call out the names of each of them.

The second son of the Zhang family and the little daughter of the Chen family squatted in the corner looking for insects, and the second girl of the Wang family took her two cousins to jump on the ground with a square checker, and the cheerful laughter was high and low, echoing everywhere.

After a while, the yard will be more lively, with children getting out of school and adults getting off work.

Li Jianguo was in a trance, and seemed to see Li Yiming playing in the yard.

The children were playing by themselves, and the adults were standing upstairs, smoking cigarettes and chatting, looking at the soup and rice on the fire.

When everything is done, he will stand here and shout at the children's various nicknames, and call these leather children back to eat.

And then the kids would always linger and play for a while before they ran away.

In the yard from morning to night, there will always be giggles, crisp and pleasant children's laughter, what a simple and lovely child, but also what a beautiful time in life!

…...

The son may never have such a simple joy again, Li Jianguo unconsciously moistened his eyes.

Shaking his head and shaking off these thoughts that he shouldn't have, Li Jianguo picked up the clay pot at home, this is to make soup for his son, and the child himself said that he wants to grow up as soon as possible.

Half of the water was filled, the washed meat bones were put in, and the ginger slices and green onions were cut into it, and a small bowl of vinegar was poured in.

The meat and bones should be boiled for a long time, and they should be burned slowly, so that the nutrients in them can be better boiled, and the child will grow taller and stronger after eating.

And this clay pot can lock those nutrients, and it won't add any other bad metals, this is what the son said.

…...