Every day at five o'clock, the alarm clock rang, and Daei quickly got dressed and went out, and did not eat breakfast as usual. Dad Daei has always been silent and rarely talks about work with his family.

At six o'clock, Xiaoqing rubbed his eyes and tied several knots in his shoelaces, although he can tie bows now, but he really misses the things when he was a child, when he couldn't tie bows, and kept tying dead knots.

Mom bought a sugar cake for Xiaoqing, thinking about the shape of an elbow, fried cake, golden brown, sprinkled with white sugar on the surface.

Xiaoqing recalls arguing with her elderly parents.

"I don't want to be like you, do what I don't like and live my life, and I want to drag me along, I will be cowardly all my life, I don't know why I live, why am I so unlucky, born in this poor place, what about my ideals? Do you think you can feed us with the money you earn alone? You can't even support yourself." When quarrelling, every word is ruthless, and every sentence is the truth that has been held back for a long time. There are also people who are trusted by relatives and people who care about their words, like sharp swords, and every sentence pierces the heart.

Xiaoqing felt guilty, and felt that he was very innocent, suppressed and exploded again and again, and thought about the difficulties of his parents again and again, looking at the traces of time on his parents' faces, maybe outsiders will say, this is unfilial, how can you say that your parents?

"No one can understand me. Xiaoqing was eating rice cakes.

"I don't know what your little brain is thinking lately. "Mother Xi'er is in front of the iron fence window, bowing her head to wash the dishes, the cement sink is filled with the foam of dish soap.

Why is it that when I was a child, I was very happy to blow bubbles, and I wanted to grow up, but when I grew up, I had so many troubles?

There was a power outage in the kindergarten today, so there was a day off, and my mother Xi'er was ready to take Xiaoqing out to play. But Xi'er fell asleep after eating, and this sleep lasted until the afternoon.

Suddenly the wooden bed flashed with light, Xiaoqing picked up the little black cat, mom look, Xi'er turned her head, Xiaoqing sat on the bed, and the wooden bed was vacated.

"Fly, Mommy, sit up. The young mother was stunned by what she saw, and rubbed her hands twice on her apron, and Xi'er sat down on the bed, which flew over the wall over the house.

The people on the ground couldn't see the wooden bed, it turned out that it still had the function of stealth.

"Let's go to Dad's unit and follow Daddy. Xiaoqing shouted.

The wooden bed flew over in the early 90s, there were not many high-rise buildings, various styles of buildings, brown rows, dense windows, flat back, the front bulging out into an arc, some buildings in a triangular shape, and finally flew to Dad's company.

The little black cat stood at the head of the bed, the wooden bed stretched out a large curtain, and the mother and Xiaoqing got down from the flying bed in a place where there were few people, "Xiao Hei, you and the flying bed are waiting for us here." Xiaoqing said.

Mom and Xiaoqing stood in front of Dad, "Dad!" Xiaoqing rushed forward to hug Dad's legs, twenty years later, Xiaoqing is almost taller than Dad, and now Xiaoqing is small, Dad is still so young and delicate, Dad loves beauty, can perm his hair, and will buy a lot of clothes.

Da Rong's father was frightened by Xiaoqing, maybe he really couldn't express love, maybe Da Rong, who had not been cared for by his parents since he was a child, didn't know how to protect a child.

Despite this, Xiaoqing is also doing his best to understand his family, maybe the years of life are cruel enough, but the family is still strong no matter how they quarrel.

Dae's father held a box of Vitasoy issued by the unit.

The commercials of that era were very interesting, and this Vitasoy commercial still remembers the lines haha.

Xiaoqing took her mother and father by the hand and took them to the flying bed home.

Da Rong was also stunned by the scene in front of him, his tired father suddenly had energy, and his parents Xiaoqing Xiaohei and Vitasoy flew in the sky, and there were few traffic jams on the ground.

At dusk, the next family flew home.