Let me out

At this time, the writer's son stopped saying a word, he sat at the desk in the study in a daze, helplessly looking at the stack of old Chinese books of feudalism and shedding tears sadly.

His heart was completely broken. Dad spoke too unconscionable, and the sentence was so clear: "Enough, see what you mother and son can achieve!" ”

This sentence clearly means looking down on people......

As a result, the writer's son stopped saying anything, and he no longer resisted, and from now on, he would live forever in the book.

The writer and his daughter-in-law walked out of the study, closed the door heavily, and put a big iron lock on the door, locked it tightly, and still felt at ease, and pulled the big iron lock with their hands, afraid that the lock would not be tight. The writer said to his daughter-in-law: "This lock has two keys, one for each of you and me, keep an eye on him, don't let him run away." ”

The writer's daughter-in-law smiled softly: "Don't worry, I'm watching!" Later, the writer put a urine jar in the study where his son lived, so that his son could urinate and urinate.

Since then, the writer's son only opens the door of the study every day when he eats, and the writer's daughter-in-law holds rice, coffee and tea and says to her son with a smile: "Son, you have to study hard and strive to make a career like your father, our family is not short of tea, water and coffee, you see, I brought it to you." ”

The son took a cup of tea and a cup of coffee, and said sadly to his mother, "Mom, I want to see my father again." However, even this simple request was not satisfied by the writer's daughter-in-law, and since then, the son has really not left the door half a step.

Later, the writer heard his daughter-in-law say: "Every evening, my son always lies on the window to watch the sunset, showing that very sad and sad smile." So, the writer's daughter-in-law and the writer agreed again: I had to install a stainless steel railing on the window, but I was afraid that my son would not be able to open it and would commit suicide by jumping off the building.

So the writer and his daughter-in-law came to the aluminum alloy store to buy stainless steel iron railings, and the owner of the aluminum alloy store was called Zhou Yu, surnamed Zhou. Boss Zhou squatted on the ground while welding the iron railing with electric welding while saying the ugly words in front: "The stainless steel iron railing of our store, anti-theft, anti-robbery, but it can't prevent fire, once the child lights a candle in the room to read, in case of fire, my store can not bear this responsibility, this business, I don't do, I don't go to weld iron railings for you." So, the writer said a little angrily: "I'll add another 300 yuan to you, and you weld the railing for me." ”

Xiao Zhou's boss wanted money, so he followed the writer and the writer's daughter-in-law to the writer's study to weld the iron railing. On the morning of the iron railing, the writer's son, who was reading in his study, saw this scene and asked, "Mom, what are you going to do?" The writer's daughter-in-law smiled: "Why don't you leave the study for the rest of your life." ”

So, the writer's son quickly cried and knelt on the ground and cried: "Don't, don't, Dad, don't." The writer became even more angry, so in a fit of rage, he kicked his son's urine jar and knocked it over, causing the crystal-like liquid to flow all over the ground......

The iron railing was welded, and Boss Xiao Zhou went downstairs with a smile and a 600 yuan bill.

From then on, the writer's son could only read in the study, and he really lived in the book, and every evening, he would lie on the iron railing to see how beautiful the sunset was, full of sad smiles......

Later, this incident spread throughout Luoyang City, and the writer's reputation was ruined, and everyone said that the writer was immoral and that the family had no conscience. This morning, the police approached the writer and asked for his release. So the writer released his son and now reads books with him in the library......