In the middle of the night on the third day on the train. Ban Mo and Menqi were asleep, and I was still staring out the window at the miracles that were about to be destroyed by the smoke of gunpowder.

It's just so boring. At this moment, I heard the sound of vibration in my backpack. I opened my backpack and saw that my phone was ringing, but I turned on the vibration mode.

I walked to the carriage toilet and closed the door before answering the phone. It was Donhi calling. As soon as I answered the phone, he said, "I've been calling so many times for so long, and you've finally answered!" I thought I was dead. ”

I said, "I'm sorry, I'm on my way back now, I'll be there the morning after tomorrow."

Donhi said: "It's going to be so long for me to have an accident at home."

I asked, "What's wrong?"

"Mench's parents came to us every morning to ask for someone, but they called me a human trafficker and almost took me to the police station," Donchi said. Come back soon! ”

I said, "Gotta get it, okay, I'll turn it off when it's okay."

Donhi said, "It's okay, it's okay."

After I hung up, my phone prompted: 51 missed calls.

Hehe, he's hit quite a lot.

I went back to my seat and thought about it: when Mench told him what he had done in Mench's van, he had mentioned that he had run away from home, and that he had run away to get the life he wanted, and that he had given up the love of his parents.

Alas, he really didn't handle the matter of his parents well. Anyway, let's see how to solve it.

I didn't sleep all night. The sun came out in the morning and I didn't feel sleepy at all.

When Ban got up, he saw that Menchi was still asleep, so he pinched Menchi's nose and woke Menchi up. Then Ban Yu ran to the dining car to eat breakfast.

When Menchi got up, I handed him my phone and said, "Your parents are making trouble at home, saying that Don Xi is the trafficker who kidnapped you. I can see they're worried about you, so give them a call. ”

Menchi used to be quite energetic, but after hearing me say this, he became empty again. The eyes are both serious and helpless, and more lonely.

Menchi took the phone, walked to the bathroom, and closed the door. I'm eavesdropping outside.

Because of the volume, I can't hear the sound on my phone. Menqi said first, "Hey, Dad, it's me."

Then the voice on the phone increased significantly, and I talked for a long time, but the sound was so noisy that I still couldn't hear it. "But I survived, and I feel very happy and fulfilled in this life, and if I had gone to school like a dog to get a good job, as you would have liked, I would have become a traitor sooner or later," Mench said.

This time the voice on the phone was a little lower. Eleven seconds later, Menchi said, "I also know that I pity the hearts of my parents all over the world, but it's a pity that you love wrong." I can't live the way you live, I spurn the slave and stupid life. We have nothing to say. Good bye. ”

It looked like I was about to hang up, so I hurriedly and cautiously ran back to my seat.

Listening to Mench's tone, it was very tough. Like a rebellious teenager with no brains. Doesn't care about things at home and hates everything in the house, including parents.

But Mench came out of the toilet and washed his face, and he didn't wipe it. It was only after he walked in that I noticed that his eyes were a little red. It seems that he wanted to hide the tears through the water on his face. This move proved me wrong. He should still have a lot of affection for his family.

But after thinking about it for a while, I thought it was ridiculous.

Mench sighed as he sat down. I asked him, "Since you can't let go of it so much, why don't you hold it tight?"

Mench said, "Because if I hold it tightly, I'll be a slave, and you've been in that kind of fuck school, where you can't use what you learn at work, and I can't stand it if you go to that kind of hell place to suffer."

I asked, "Aren't you a slave and upsetting your parents?"

Mench said: "Of course it is not comfortable. But if I could write down these pains and become writers, they wouldn't be bad. Think about it, what is the purpose of going to school to suffer? Looking for a job, what is it for? If you have money, you can live well. So that's it, or what do you think I'm crazy to do with that stuff in the newspaper? ”

I said, "Oh."

After saying that, Ban Yan came back with ten of Menqi's favorite breads, and Menqi immediately grabbed one and came over to nibble. I asked Mench, "Why do you love this so much?"

Mench said: "Have tenacity, eat for a long time, and enjoy it."

Now think about it. I don't know how much Mench's parents suffered, who made the parents love their children in the wrong way? Alas, this iniquity has made enough.

Now I feel that not only the other half is treated, but also the way I treat my children.

"As long as they feel that what they are doing makes them happy, and they have no regrets, and seeing them happy, we are happy." I think every parent should know about this and will do it.

Looking at Mench's anxious and haggard expression now, I felt a trace of inexplicable sadness.

Why should parents be difficult for their children? Why don't the two communicate well? Why would parents rather change their children's minds and give so much effort and love in vain than change themselves? Is it because parents are standing on the moral high ground? Is it because parents can abuse their experience?

I really feel infinitely speechless and helpless in this world.

"Everyone wants to achieve their own interests as much as possible, and the interests of all plus the doctrine of the victors of the war, this is justice." The old man was right when he said this. Now I suddenly feel it. If the old man were his parents, he would have been a good father. In order to make me remember his words diligently, he did not nag too much like ordinary people, but gave me a life I wanted, and let me have an experience that was in line with his theory, so that I would never forget what he said.

If the world was really as simple as I thought, and if I were that simple, it would be great.

Now, we've spent two days worrying about Menchi, who is sullen and venting himself by nibbling on bread, on the train.

When they got home, it was noon, and Menchi's parents went back. As soon as we opened the door, we saw Donxi's helpless bitter gourd face. When he saw us, he spewed out all the grievances in his belly: "You have just come back, (referring to me) Look at you, I will say that the battlefield is very dangerous in the past!" Your parents almost called the police, and since you called them, they almost took me here, saying that I was leading people astray...... (2,000 words omitted)"

Mench said to Donhey, "You're enough, isn't that what is it?"

Donhi said, "This!? So how do you fix it? ”

Menchi said: "Move immediately, get the contract to rent the house, ask the landlord to return the money to us, and leave quickly."

The three of us were speechless.