Chapter 15: Three thousand pieces of panties
When I woke up, it was already dawn, I got up with sleepy eyes, closed my eyes and entered the bathroom, bumped into the two people who were squatting on the ground, one of them staggered, and my face hit the mirror, almost knocking my nose off.
"It's early in the morning, what are you doing!" I woke up in an instant with a handful of snot and tears, rubbing my nose and yelling at the two women squatting on the ground.
The second sister looked up at me and pointed to the panties in the basin on the ground: "Sister, it seems that you are really going to be developed." ”
"Beibei, the second sister said, just this pants cost two or three thousand yuan! Your classmate is a rich man!" Mom squatted there, took the soap, and washed the pants for others!
"it! Chen Meifeng, can you make a face? Your own son washed his underwear and underwear by himself when he was six years old, and now you have washed the pants of a strange man!"
The second sister got up and covered my mouth: "Sister, what are you yelling about, are you afraid that people won't hear you?"
I pulled her away and walked out angrily, it seems that that guy really got my mom done this night yesterday, and this underwear is all in hand!
The second sister pulled my waist, I dragged her towards Xiaoyu's room with brute force, kicked the door open, Du Yucheng woke up, was sitting on the bed and stretching his waist, saw me come in, jumped up from the bed, and smiled at me.
My eyes were wet with tears.
He was wearing his father's pajamas, and he was so well-fitted, just like my father was smiling at me when he went to sleep, scratching the back of his head, and the glimmer of the early morning shone on him through the translucent curtains, like an angel, no, like my dead father.
"Gu Xiaobei, I'm sorry, I, what's going on?"
Du Yucheng saw the tears on my face, and he was immediately at a loss and nervous.
"It's okay, wake you up, you can't be idle every day, aren't you? Aren't you going to the bus company to apply for a driver? Hurry up and wash up and eat, come with me." ”
I wiped my tears, told him, turned around and walked out, not daring to see him again, the memories of my father are the best memories I have ever had, he gave me the best love and the best warmth in the world, and the memories of those years are the only consolation I have no regrets about my dedication to this family.
"Little beauty, why is your sister crying? I, what did I do wrong?"
Behind him, Du Yucheng asked the second sister.
"You, in my dad's pajamas!" the second sister shouted at him in a shrill voice.
I can imagine the expression of the second sister, her memories of her father are not very clear, but there are also people, Dad used to be the sun of our sister, giving us all the warmth, this warmth is irreplaceable by any one else.
I went to the bathroom to wash up.
After washing her underwear, my mother wrung the water, and said in a faint voice: "People have been dead for so many years, what can I do? He has gone to live a good life, this whole family has been thrown to me and you, if he hadn't left early, we wouldn't have to suffer such a crime." ”
I didn't speak, staring at the tooth cup in my hand, which was a birthday gift that my dad bought for me, a Disney limited edition. He once said that every year on my birthday, he would give me a Disney mug. It's been nine years, and Dad's cup should fill an entire drawer, right?
"Beibei, you said that a man who costs two or three thousand pants is worth a lot, is it very worthy? Since he still thinks about you, you can treat him well, you can really find a rich person, and you don't have to suffer again in this life, and your younger brothers and sisters also have a finger to rely on, right?" Mom nagged in a low voice.
I spit out the toothpaste foam in my mouth and smiled bitterly in my heart, people who have been poor for a long time will always dream of getting rich overnight, and women who have been poor for a long time will always have dreams of being seen by rich men to marry into a wealthy family.
Anyway, my mother often dreams like this, I don't do it, I have self-knowledge, wealthy men are not idiots, there are countless beauties with good families in the world, and it is impossible for the poor and the wealthy to have any communication, let alone sparks.