However, at that time, I had not seen how the sow gave calf, but I had seen the sunspot in Uncle Wang's house next door, and the sunspot was the next litter every time......

At that time, I thought that when I grew up, I would have to marry a boy and give him a litter, but in fact, I was reluctant to do so, because when Kuroko gave birth to a cub, it seemed to be painful, and I often wondered if it would die immediately in the next moment. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, I would like to ask my dad where my other siblings have gone.

But I was a little scared, afraid that if I found out where my other brothers and sisters were, my father would not take me back for a boy, so I couldn't help but ask.

I thought, now that I know how to be a male baby, in the future, I may be able to slowly grow into a real male baby, ah, at that time I naively thought that every sunspot can give cubs, but the weak sunspots have to give cubs to the strong sunspots.

I also think that boys and girls are distinguished by their clothing behavior, and that it is the boy who is brave and the girl who is weak.

Daddy said that boys should be braver and stronger. So, I can also be braver and stronger, so that when I grow up, can I also be the pillar of the family?

But what do I have to do to prove that I am brave?

My dad told me that to be brave is to have the courage and courage to do what you are afraid of.

So, that day, I raised the kitchen knife on the cutting board, put one of my hands on the cutting board, and closed my eyes to cut down on my own hand.

Frightened my father, he hurriedly ran over and snatched the kitchen knife from my hand, and then beat me up with a blushing face.

That was the first time my dad had beaten me since I could remember, and of course, I don't know if my dad had ever beaten me before I could remember.

What I don't remember, I can treat it as if it didn't happen, the fact that I can't verify it, there is no difference between a lie and a fact, and it is only when I understand the difference between this that I feel very hurt, and what makes people feel hurt is not a lie, but that I understand that a lie is false and the fact is true.

If I ever feel hurt, it's because I realize that what I once believed wasn't true.

And the aftermath of this is that I'm going to wonder what is really true.

I've always been close to my father, he's the closest person I've ever been in the world, the most trusted person, and the first person to make me understand what a lie is.

But the strange thing is that I was not hurt by my father's lies, even if I understood that the lies were false, the facts were true, I was not sad, I just began to care about the truth and falsehood, and deliberately created the truth and falsehood, I found that my father could not tell whether what I said was true or false, and I suddenly felt that it was very boring to lie to him.

So, I think that it is really interesting to deceive someone, or to deceive someone who can see through their lies, until that person can no longer see that he is lying.

At that time, I thought that it must be interesting to deceive people, otherwise why would I deceive people? Probably because at that time, my little brain still couldn't understand why my dad lied to me, and I could only attribute it to that my dad thought it was a funny thing to lie to me.

So, I automatically understood that deception is a very interesting thing.

Coincidentally, the first time my dad beat me up was the first time he lied to me, no, it should be said, the first time I found out that he had cheated on me.

I was beaten for proving my courage, and naturally I felt very wronged, and I bit my lip and remained silent until my father

Every time I was asked, 'Do you know what was wrong?' and the rolling pin on my ass was even harder, I finally couldn't help but raise my voice and tell my dad that I was doing that just to prove that I was brave enough!

After listening to my words, my father seemed to feel a little guilty, I thought he knew that he was wrong, and he knew that it was because his own words were not clear enough, so I had a misunderstanding, and I was really wronged by this beating.

So, that day, I was lucky to eat it again, I always wanted to taste it, but my father never bought me a rock sugar gourd, my father said that it was not delicious, it could make my teeth all sour and fall out, I always thought it was real, and felt very pity.

If it's not delicious, why does it look so delicious? If something is unpalatable, it should have an unpalatable appearance, right? Although it looks so delicious, I always can't help but drool when I look at it, but I can only wipe my sleeve when the saliva drips, and then let my saliva continue to flow, and when I think about it, I will wipe it again. Because I know very well that my saliva is endless, but I can't live without my teeth.

I always thought I was smart, but my dad made me understand that I was actually very stupid.

Not only was the sweetness and sourness in my mouth very delicious, but it was also clear that my teeth did not show any signs of possible loss, which is not accurate, it should be said that except for the tooth in my mouth, which was already crumbling, the other teeth were very stable, and there was no thought of being so sour that I could not stay any longer.

The sweet and sour sugar gourd made me understand the importance of practice.

While licking the rock sugar gourd in my hand, I listened to my father's rare serious words, and once again added the word brave, my father said, brave, not only must have the courage and courage to do what you are afraid of, but you can't hurt yourself.

However, the more I listened, the more confused I became, because I was only afraid of things that might hurt me.

I expressed my doubts to my dad, but my dad looked embarrassed, and I guess maybe he didn't really know what bravery was.

At that moment, I suddenly understood that my father was not omnipotent, and it was not that when I asked him anything, he could give me an answer that I could understand.

But who should I ask if even my dad can't tell me? )