The reason why Mo Feng became strange is very simple, that is, the relationship between Mo Feng's father and grandma began to crack. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In Mo Feng's eyes, Grandma is a gentle woman who likes children very much, and she can't be fierce to anyone. For example, Mo Feng met a little playmate, a little boy. A pair of jet-black round eyes are very delicate and cute. The temper is also very pleasant. I like Ultraman.,Dynamic light waves.,Dragon Ball Saiyans often play at home.,Animated movies like Crayon Shin-chan are often played.。 Whether it's a family education, it's a gentle father, and it's a little stricter for a mother's big eyes.

The little boy often comes to the door, and he is not afraid to play around. At that age, girls grew faster than boys. What's more, Mo Feng is older than him, I don't know if he is five years old or four.

Mo Feng's aunt also likes little boys, and little boys also like to play in Lai Mofeng's house. The little boy named Han also kissed Aunt Mo Feng's feet once. This was unexpected, Mo Feng's aunt patted him on the head and said, "Ouch, it's dirty." ”

At an age when there are no snobbery, everyone is fine.

In Mo Feng's eyes, Daddy's temper is short-tempered, he is very good at dealing with the world, and he will always offend people, attracting disdain or scolding from others. Of course, although this big man has a few soft bones in his bones, he does not lose his machismo at all. Sometimes it's also very good, such as when Mo Feng sleeps lazy, he will prick Mo Feng's little face with his beard scum.

I don't know which event the changes in the childhood world began with.

Just like once, Mo Feng, who obediently walked home quietly with his schoolbag on his back, saw a lot of people watching the excitement around the building in front of his house. And a short and fat math teacher who happened to be nearby saw Mo Feng, stopped Mo Feng, and said don't go home yet.

Mo Feng saw someone sitting and arguing with his father. Later, Mo Feng knew that the other party was selling meat, and it was obvious that the man who sold meat was more robust and unreasonable than Daddy. And the reason for this is because of a counterfeit bill of 100 yuan.

Mo Feng's father said that it was fake, and the meat seller said that you received it yesterday and told me that it was fake today, bullying people like me. When I was more than 90 years old, 100 yuan was not spent in half a day like 20 years later. When it was spicy, Grandpa Mao went to the big supermarket and came back with a big bag of snacks, and most of them were left.

In the end, Mo Feng's father was punched by others, and he could only collect the counterfeit money himself.

At that time, Mo Feng saw his father and colleagues and said that drinking was not right, and he didn't find any problems when he touched it.

Later, Mo Feng saw a variety of ways to collect money, such as writing the name on the pencil on the coin or something, and then calling someone to change it back if there is a problem, the handwriting will not be fake after all・・・・・ anyway, after making a fuss, the humanized unit will bear the loss of this time. Asking for money is spineless, Mo Feng feels extremely embarrassed.

Maybe within a day or two after that time, Mo Feng's aunt had another bruised and swollen eye, or the short and fat math teacher who helped Mo Feng's mother paint around her eyes. Mo Feng couldn't describe the feeling in his heart at that time. The small eyes can't see through their own position in this world, they only feel very small and flustered, and everything is extremely unstable. The same is true of relationships between people, and the same is true of parents.

Mo Feng's childhood playmates began to form groups and did not like to play with Mo Feng. However, Han is still a good child as always, and he will not learn what it means to be discriminatory and looked down upon in his eyes. In the past two years, Mo Feng has been grateful to this little boy who is much younger than himself.

At that time, he was running against Han, and Mo Feng's legs would be tripped over when he ran fast. Sometimes a group of children are playing, and the leading family's powerful and domineering big sister Sunshine will say to Han that if you stand on her side again, your family will allocate a unit and the house will not give you a new home to live in.

Mo Feng still remembered the way Han was embarrassed and swaying, this little boy was so much younger than her, and he could sneak around to play with him, compared to those children who were automatically estranged or looked down on themselves, it was really much better.

Sometimes Mo Feng would talk to Han about things that were immature in her perception of the world at that time. Like what. Mo Feng will say that cockroaches are actually very good, and they specialize in cleaning up garbage, otherwise the earth will become dirtier and dirtier. Han listened to it seriously and felt that it made sense.

In the class at that time, Mo Feng didn't like to play with his classmates, everyone else was in groups, but Mo Feng was alone. She really doesn't understand how to be a group of people, how to play with many people at the same time, play as a group.

At the same time, every time I go home, it also becomes a catastrophe. From school to home, a short road, not small, not crooked or narrow, but the road connecting the two ends is mentally and psychologically uneasy for Mo Feng.

Especially at the moment when the door is opened, it is difficult to say, is the parents arguing or fighting?

Not to mention the spoiled ones, it is clear that earlier, grandma will take Mo Feng's little hand and take Mo Feng to take pictures. Grandma is an extremely charming woman with beautiful facial features. That's why I love to take pictures.

At that time, you had to have a camera to take pictures. Either I went to a photo studio or someone I met when I was traveling happened to have a camera, and I could help take a few photos and wash them out at the end.

So at that time, my grandmother took Mo Feng to the photo studio and called the cameraman she knew, who was holding a big camera and a tripod. to the lawn of the playground. Mo Feng was a frequent dancer on Children's Day at that time. Pose for a dance, a matter of minutes.

Earlier, when he was not in kindergarten, Mo Feng, who was headed by a man, really thought that he was a boy, wearing neutral clothes and a children's helmet, still on this lawn, with all kinds of ghost expressions and gestures, he was already a little rural baby who was not rustic at all.

After all, at the same time, there are many children who pinch mud, catch small fish and shrimp, go to the field to catch frogs and catch ducks, and dragonflies. Xiao Mo Feng was dressed cleanly and decently, on the green lawn, posing.

The last time my grandmother took the initiative to take pictures with Mo Feng was at the end of the show of Beijing chicks in which Mo Feng participated on Children's Day. At that time, Mo Feng's aunt didn't have long braids. The big braid that hung down to the buttocks, after the grandma said to Mo Feng that the hair was too long to absorb the nutrients of the mind, one time she went to the street, and when she came back, she saw that it was already a short hair after the click. At that time, Grandma's short hair was thick and thick.

The last time Grandma took the initiative to take Mo Feng to take pictures, Grandma grew fat and strong, very strong. Grandma took Mo Feng's shou to weigh herself.

I went to a place where I often buy rice, and I happened to see a rice weigher over there, so my grandma went up and skillfully added a weighing stone to help Mo Feng weigh it.

When it was time for me, I added several scales to reach the balance. It is said that there are more than 110 catties.

Mo Feng disliked his grandmother's fatness, and his aunt said that he hadn't gone to school for a hundred when he was studying.