Most students like to have a vacation, and after the vacation, they can go back to their own free world and do something free.

Ge Shanshan doesn't like holidays, and for her it is not as good as going to school.

Ge Shanshan took out her mobile phone from her sock tube, smelled the fragrance, patted the dust, and looked at the empty room.

My father left early and returned late, didn't know what to do, and couldn't earn much money a month, barely making ends meet.

The room was a mess, there was not much furniture, clothes were everywhere, on the broken sofa, on the simple coffee table, on the chaotic bed.

Shredded paper was everywhere, and there were cigarette butts everywhere, mixed with the smell of mold.

Ge Shanshan put down her schoolbag, and like other children, she was used to going to the kitchen first to look for something delicious to come back.

There was nothing in the kitchen, just dishes and chopsticks soaked in water.

The chopsticks have become moldy, and you can see the history of soaking, and I don't know whose dog came over and pulled-soaked in the kitchen.

Ge Shanshan shook her head, she was not angry, she was used to such days, and she couldn't be angry.

She shoveled dog shit, washed the dishes and chopsticks, and went to her boudoir to lie down, and her father was not sure when he would come back, and she was too lazy to cook.

Her father rarely called her. She also rarely contacted her father.

She sometimes thinks, "It doesn't matter if he dies outside, just pull it back and bury it." ”

Her boudoir is actually not a boudoir, other people's boudoir pianos, chess, calligraphy and paintings are neatly furnished, and the fragrance is fragrant, It is a mysterious place that makes men yearn for suffocation.

Her boudoir is like a kennel, not as good as a kennel, except for a tattered bed, which is a bed of tattered clothes, which no man likes.

She buys all the clothes she wears, picking up the cheapest ones at street stalls, and she loves to dress up at school, so people can't see it.

"You're beautiful in this dress, how much does it cost?"

"Three hundred!"

Thirty, actually.

"Oh, it's okay!"

Human vanity is present at a young age, junior high school students are the best, and the bad problems of adults are too much in them, and to be honest, it is not welcome.

So they all like to compare with each other. Wear famous clothes, wear famous watches, ride expensive bicycles, and even a pair of shoes can cost thousands of dollars to show your worth.

Donating class fees is Ge Shanshan's biggest headache, donating less is looked down upon by others, and donating more is not. Ming Yuchan's donation is 1,000, and the classmates are envious, who makes the father a big professor?

It's okay, Ming Yuchan paid all the class fees alone, so Ge Shanshan didn't pay the class fees.

Shanshan took out her mobile phone, **** connect, connect to other people's WiFi, she doesn't even have a TV, let alone the Internet.

When her father was in his 40s, he entered the elderly society ahead of schedule, using two or three hundred elderly mobile phones, which could only make calls and had no other functions.

She clicked on the album unfreely, and she liked the four photos in it the most.

The first is when she was four or five years old, with a pair of pigtails and a smile brighter than a flower. Holding her father with her left hand and her mother with her right hand, she uses one hand to hold a home.

The family was smiling brightly, although her father smiled a little lowly. She couldn't help but want to laugh when she looked at it, and she couldn't help but want to cry, but she couldn't laugh when she laughed, and she couldn't cry when she cried.

Her eyes were full of tears, and she still remembered that happy time. Her father often lifted her in the air, straddled her neck, and often took her to the park to play, and when she got home, her mother had already cooked the meal.

Her parents often take her to the cinema, play games, and visit the mall.

"Look how beautiful the dress is, two or three hundred ......."

"How fashionable are those shoes...... Cut...... Cut...... Cut ......"

"The neighbors have built buildings, our family ...... Cut...... Cut...... Cut ......"

"Look at who is driving a BMW, we have a bicycle. ”

Mother often envied others.

Although the two sometimes quarreled, the mother often scolded the father for being incapable and unable to earn money, and usually scolded the father for being lazy and unable to find a good job.

One day, the father and daughter came home and saw their mother and a strange man lying on the kang talking.

The mother hurriedly got up and said, "Call uncle." ”

The father waved his hand, and the uncle held it up. My father cried out and fell ill, coughing for more than a month, and his hair turned gray several times.

When she came home from kindergarten, she found that her mother's face had a few red marks, and the family saved several days.

In the second photo, she is still in the middle, and the distance between the three of them is a little farther away, so that one more person can stand.

She was still smiling, but her parents weren't laughing.

The family is still often together, and they can see their father and mother, and they can count the stars in the sky with their parents.

Since then, she has often seen strange uncles visit her home. My father didn't care, and sometimes he went out on purpose.

Every time the strange uncle came, the family had money for a few days, and the mother painted it on her face indiscriminately, her lips were as red as a chicken's buttocks, and the scented mosquitoes came.

The third photo shows her parents fighting, when she is in the second grade of elementary school.

The father rode on the mother's body and slapped the mother hard. She cried heartbreakingly, and they didn't stop.

She picked up her mother's mobile phone and took a photo coldly. The mother got up on her feet and ran away with nothing.

Mother's cell phone was her first one.

My mother ran away and never came back, only heard that she kept changing uncles, and I didn't hear about marrying someone else.

My father was a little stunned at first, and now he is a little wilted. My father often sat on the bed in a daze, and sat for a long time.

This is the fourth photo she has left.

Her feelings for her father have become numb, she knows that her father loves her, but her father is her father, and she can't replace her mother.

At the age of ten, Ge Shanshan learned to buy groceries, cook, wash dishes, mound, and wash clothes.

She served food to her father, and she stood on a stool when she couldn't reach the edge of the stove. As a result, the stool topple, the bowl shattered, and the rice was scattered on his hands. Since then, there has been a burn mark on his hand.

"If you're not careful, the bowl will break you. "My father was distressed by the bowl.

At night, she sleeps alone, empty, she is often woken up by loneliness, she holds the quilt and looks at the roof, guarding the loneliness.

"When will I grow up, let me grow up quickly!"

She longs to grow up, and when she grows up, she won't be lonely.

"Dad, I want to be with you. ”

"You're all too old to have a room of your own. ”

Sometimes my father couldn't help it, so he stayed with her. But after she was 12 years old, her father insisted that she should have a room by herself. She's already developed.

Hungry and hungry like this, and gradually growing up, she fell ill and often had stomach pains.

What's even worse is menstrual disorders, sometimes she doesn't come back for half a year, she wonders if it's a terminal illness, and whether she can have children when she grows up.

It's been three years, and my fashionably dressed mom is finally back. Bring her a new phone, which is her current one.

"I want to claim custody of my child. ”

"Whatever you want, as long as she follows!"

"Shanshan, your father doesn't make much money, and he can eat well with his mother and buy a good mobile phone. ”

"Don't say it, I jumped out of the crack in the stone, and I don't have a mother. ”

"Shanshan, come with me, mother kneels down for you. ”

"You can kneel if you want, I repeat, I have nothing to do with you. In the future, you are not allowed to enter this door, and my family has nothing to do with you. ”

"Let's go, I don't want to see you for the rest of my life. Shanshan also said, and her father also said.

At the beginning of the first year of junior high school, Ge Shanshan took a car alone and came to Erge Town, which is forty miles away from the city.

She likes Fang Jie, although she is sometimes very powerful, but she is not afraid of her at all.

She always likes to run to the office, and always likes to talk to Teacher Fang. Others are far away from the teacher, but she is very close to the teacher.

She always stands beside the teacher at zero distance and smells the aromatic smell of the teacher. She felt like a mom or like a sister.

The teacher could see that she liked her, this little girl was very handsome, very crisp in her speech, and very neat in her work, so she was the representative of the Chinese class.

She even sometimes thinks that it would be better for Teacher Fang not to get married, and it would be better to marry her father, so that she could be her mother!

She knew that this was a fantasy, but she didn't expect it to be even more delusional, and after the start of school, she changed her laughter. Others laughed, she cried for several days, and although the class representative was, she didn't come for a few days.

She doesn't like to hear people laugh, saying that her brother is not, and her father is even more not. She is disgusted with paternal love.

"Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi!"

She's talking to her smartphone.

"What if you say people are lonely?"

"Loneliness is a subjective feeling and experience of isolation and alienation from others or society, rather than an objective state......"

"I'm asking you what to do?"

"This master looks at it. ”

"Shouldn't I get a boyfriend?"

"A boyfriend is a kind of ...... of friends"

"Deliberately interrupted, didn't you?"

"This master looks at it. ”

"Is my boyfriend eighty okay?"

"Well, the older you get, the more mature you become. ”

"Eighty, all lost teeth. ”

"Tooth loss is a physiological trait ......"

"Nonsense again!"

She likes to talk to her phone, although often the donkey's lips are not at the horse's mouth.

She often thinks: "If only the mobile phone were a living person, with a girlfriend or a couple, she would no longer be lonely." ”

She sometimes thinks, "If the teacher had taken her phone, it would have killed her." ”

"Fight with the Wenren, otherwise you will find a short. The horizontal ones are afraid of being stunned, and the stunned ones are afraid of dying. ”

"Or learn from the one on TV, the teacher seized his mobile phone and called his parents. He jumped from the 10th floor of his home and used his life to cut off the teacher's future. “

She thought for a moment: "It hurts too much, it's too embarrassing to die, she doesn't like it." Anyway, she can't call her parents, and her parents don't have time to go, so the phone calls are fake!"

She was very complacent, and wanted to check my mobile phone, but she was still tender when she heard it! She thought: "I want to guard against both teachers and classmates, and it is terrible for my classmates to report them." ”

So she deliberately extended the time she spent in the toilet, had an online relationship in it, and talked on the phone with an eighty-year-old netizen.

Father hasn't come home yet, and it seems unlikely that he will come back tonight. She went to her best friend from elementary school, and she could stay overnight at anyone's house.

It's become a habit.