Chapter 8: Gradually Understanding (1)
The mute bent the corners of his mouth and nodded, put the bun on the stone table at the door, and then turned and went into the kitchen. I brushed my teeth quickly, rinsed my face with cool water, and went back to my room to apply the skin cream before coming out to get ready for dinner.
The dumb man had already finished the porridge, Feifei pulled me to sit down in front of the stone table, pointed to the buns on the table and asked me, "Auntie, do you think the buns made by Dad are delicious?"
"How can you tell if the buns are delicious or not, you have to eat them to know." I touched Feifei's head and replied.
Feifei directly took a bun and put it in my hand: "Then you eat it quickly." ”
Feifei looked at me expectantly, I had to eat it to satisfy my little curiosity, but as soon as I put the bun to my mouth, I thought that the dumb man hadn't even sat down yet, how could I, a guest, eat it first.
"Ah, that, He Yiyang, come and eat too. "I have to admire my memory, I can remember his name after reading it once.
The mute man came out of the kitchen when he heard the sound, but he didn't mean to sit down, he took out a notebook and pen directly from his clothes pocket and wrote to me: "I've already eaten, you and Feifei can eat." ”
I lowered my head and put the bun in my hand to my mouth, and the dumb patted Feifei's shoulder and went back to the room, and after a while, I came out and waved to Feifei and went out.
"Dad is going to lie too. Feifei suddenly said something inexplicable.
I wondered, "Liar?"
Feifei took a bun in his hand and pouted and told me: "Dad didn't eat breakfast at all, he just made porridge when I got up, and the buns were just made, and I didn't see him eat at all." ”
The dumb man didn't eat, so what did he say he had just said. Could it be because of me? My hand holding the bun suddenly stiffened uncontrollably.
"Auntie, are you scared of my father?" Feifei suddenly looked at me with round eyes.
"I ...... I'm afraid, your father, I, I don't. "I admit that my heart was a little weak when I said this, because she was right, although it can't be considered fearful, just guarded.
I scooped a spoonful of porridge and put it in my mouth to hide my guilt.
"You're not afraid of Dad, so why don't you wake up early in the morning and don't dare to come out but hide behind the curtain and peek?"
The little girl said that I peeked, and the porridge that I hadn't swallowed before I almost spit it out again.
"I didn't peek, I was, I was ......" It's not clear how this is explained, it's really a girl who took this girl's film.
Feifei hadn't eaten a bite of the bun in his hand, but suddenly put the bun back and took my hand and said to me: "Dad said that Auntie and we are not familiar with each other, so we always hide in the room, but Feifei can feel that Auntie is hiding on purpose, because when Dad is angry, I also hide in the room and am afraid to see him." Auntie, my dad is very nice, everyone says so, so you don't have to be afraid of dad, he's easy to get along with. ”
I looked at Feifei with a sincere face and took a breath, even a child could see that I was avoiding the mute, how could the dumb not know. For a while, I felt that I was doing a little out of proportion, and even a little hurtful.
"Feifei, hurry up and eat. Do you have any homework on the weekends? Are you going to go to your dad in a while?" I turned the conversation to the side.
"Auntie, I'll be doing my homework in a while, and Dad asked me to stay at home with Auntie today. Feifei picked up a bun, put it in his mouth, took a bite and said to me.
Children are just coaxing, and I forgot about my emotions as soon as the topic changed, but my emotions are still there. Dumb because I didn't eat, I was a little unhappy in my heart, not to mention that people chose to trust their daughter to stay at home with me, an outsider.
After eating, Feifei sensibly washed the dishes with me, then took the books to the yard and began to do homework. Watching Feifei write carefully and skillfully in the notebook, I began to wonder how the dumb man couldn't speak, how did he tutor Feifei.
It is impossible for a child to be able to teach everything at once, even if I am a self-receptive student, I have always been at the top thanks to my parents' tutoring at home when I was a child, because teachers cannot guide every child over and over again.
After a while, Feifei happily stretched his waist and said, "It's finally finished." ”
I took her homework book and checked it, and the handwriting was neat, and every half page of math was wrong. I couldn't help but ask her, "Feifei, who is usually at home to tutor you?"
Feifei pouted and thought about it, tilted his little head and looked at me and said: "Most of the math is tutored by my father, and if I can't tutor it, I can only ask the teacher the next day, and my Chinese father asked the teacher to record the correct pronunciation and writing for me, and come back with a tape recorder to play it to me." ”
I really didn't expect the dumb man to think of a recording method to teach Feifei, for me, a young man who is used to using Internet information in the new era, for a moment I think it's quite incredible.
"Then your Chinese teacher is quite patient. I muttered casually.
"Our Chinese teacher was very good to me. ”
This little girl's ears are quite pointed, and I pinched Feifei's little face and grimaced at her.
After finishing her homework, Feifei took out another storybook and asked me to tell her a story. She said that she used to see it by herself, and her father pinyin the words she didn't know.
It sounds very uncomfortable, such a young child is born without a mother, and the father is still a mute, and he has to pay more attention to everything than other children, and maybe he will be ridiculed by other children in the future. I touched Feifei's head and started telling her stories.
The sun was warm, and Feifei smiled happily as she listened to my story.
"Grandma Zhang. Halfway through the story, Feifei suddenly got up and ran to the door.
I looked back and saw that it was the aunt who introduced the house, and it turned out that her surname was Zhang. I remembered that it was thanks to this Aunt Zhang yesterday, otherwise I didn't know what would have happened, and I didn't even have time to say thank you to others.
"Auntie, you're here. I got up and smiled and said hello to Aunt Zhang.
My aunt was very enthusiastic, and she came over to look at me up and down and began to ask me for warmth. I was very grateful, I didn't know what to say but kept thanking, but my aunt told me that I should be more thankful for being dumb, and yesterday I heard that I was uncomfortable and threw down the half-drawn painting in my hand and came to see me.
Thanks to the dumb man, I really didn't think about it, because I always felt that all this he did to me was because I was his tenant, and if anything happened to me, then he must be responsible.
Now that my aunt reminded me like this, I suddenly felt that I really owed a thank you to the dumb person, I don't know if this is a soft mouth to eat others, and I laughed unconsciously when I thought about it.