Chapter 413: Ike's Ice Festival

The house where Ike and his family lived was simple - with very few pieces of furniture and few ornaments. Ike's room was just a curtain-separated corner, filled with scavenged books, recovered parts, and hidden Z-drives and imprisoned flashbangs.

"Is Ike back?" Hearing the crisp clash of keys outside the apartment door, Ike's father put down the newspaper in his hand and looked at the turned doorknob.

"It's me, Dad." The first thing he came in was to go to his corner and try to hide the Z-drive, but his father noticed it.

"Ike? Looks like you didn't apply to the school today? You can't hang around with a hour hand every day, and while you don't have to work today, I have to take you to the school to apply for admission myself, and it happens to be free...... screaming for free" Father's face immediately tensed, and he maintained a dignified look before Ike looked up.

"Dad, school is off today!" Ike whispered a reminder after putting his things away, but fortunately, his parents respected his privacy very much, and even if it was just through a curtain, they never crossed the line without permission.

Perhaps, there is no time to care.

"Oh, I'm wrong about you." Father smiled happily.

Ike gently placed the cake on the table, but his father picked up the newspaper again at some point, completely unaware of the cake he bought, making him feel neglected.

Then he looked at his father's face, which was already very old.

Ike struggled to remember when his father hadn't aged like he was when his hair hadn't begun to fall out, when his forehead hadn't wrinkled so much.

But after years of hard work from 5 to 9, my father lived to be close to his sixtieth birthday before the age of forty.

And in Zu'an, this age is already considered an advanced age......

Then Ike noticed that the date of the newspaper in his father's hand was actually today's Picheng Daily, which really surprised him. Usually my father reads the free old newspapers that he brought back from the unit, and this new newspaper can only be bought, you must know that his father is so frugal that he has to save newspaper money, and this kind of thing is too abnormal for him.

He wants to share the cake with his father, who has worked hard for him, but there is still one important person missing.

"Isn't Mommy at home? Where did she go. The room was small enough to be seen at a glance, and Ike noticed that his mother was not at home, so he asked obediently.

There was another sound of a key entering the hole, and my father said, "Just came back." ”

"Hello, my little genius." Then the mother with heavy bags under her eyes pushed open the door to greet him and went to the table.

It's been too long since a family of three sat together, and something more important should be said.

Then the embarrassment happened, he saw his mother holding a small paper bag in one arm, and his mother also saw the cake box on the table, with the same logo printed on it.

The father also noticed the change in the atmosphere, and then the three of them looked at each other, and the atmosphere became gloomy.

"Ike, did you buy this?" The mother's brow turned sad, and her original joy vanished, but she quickly found a solution.

"This cake is too big and extravagant, I have to return it to Elaine, you can eat the dessert I bought for you, adults don't eat dessert."

"Yes...... This is my holiday gift for you! Ike said aggrievedly that he wanted his parents to taste this wonderful and rich taste too, and he knew that his parents had been saving since he was born in order to save up for the high tuition fees for his education in Pitney, saving everything they could, but never forgetting to give him all kinds of gifts during the holidays.

"Since Ike has this thought, let's take it, anyway, it didn't disrupt our savings plan, don't blame ourselves, let's eat this big cake......" The father looked at his mother's self-blame, came out to play a round, combed his son's moxigan hair with his hand, and gently rubbed his aggrieved little black face.

He carefully untied the knots and laid the two ribbons flat beside him. Then slowly unfold the carton again, gently trying not to spoil the shape of the cake. In the middle of the box is a fragrant eight-inch cake, coated with honey on a greasy crispy crust and sprinkled with amber nuts and various preserved fruits.

The parents stared at the cake for a long time, as if they had seen the most wonderful thing, this was the son's intention, and he couldn't even bear to cut it and eat it.

"I'll cut it!" Ike volunteered to go to the kitchen and take out the knife, carefully cutting the cake into the most standard six, a hundred times more attentive than when he searched for treasures in the garbage.

"Dad, Mom, let's go." Looking at his parents, who didn't know how to eat, Ike took a step ahead and took a gentle bite of the cake with the tip of his tongue. His mouth overflowed with the sweetness of honey and cream, and the crumbs of rich sugar stuck to his fingertips. The ingredients are rich and flavorful, and they linger in his mouth.

He believes that his parents can also experience this taste, and it is this taste that he wants to experience for his parents, which is called the taste of happiness.

This time, the parents finally had no reason to refuse, and they could no longer tell the lies they had eaten at work. As soon as they closed their eyes and opened their mouths to taste, they were so delicious that they cried, and what they ate was cake? Or moved?

"Dad! Mother! After savoring it, Ike finally mustered up the courage to say to his parents what he had practiced in front of the mirror countless times: "I don't want to apply to the family above, and I don't want to apply to the pretentious leather school." I'm going to stay here with you and my friends. I will never leave Zuan. ”

He wanted to say these words to his parents on name day, but for some reason he didn't say them. After saying that, Ike lowered his head and closed his eyes, not daring to look at his parents' faces again.

He knew that his parents had longed to serve the family and dreamed of inventing, but it was all rewritten by his birth, and the more talented Ike was forced to inherit their dreams.

And now he is denying his parents' dreams, which makes him feel very frightened, and that delicious cake will not save him.

He's even ready to start the Z-drive and go back in time to reorganize the language.

However, the imaginary storm did not come, is it the calm before the storm?

He secretly opened one eye, but saw that his father, who had always been serious, was not angry, but pulled his mother to the bedroom to discuss something.

After a long and agonizing wait, Ike finally ushered in the trial.

"I discussed with your mother that there is a way to get you to a good school in Leather City and satisfy your wishes." Father said.

"What is it?"

His father pushed the newspaper in front of Ike and pointed to a report telling him: "The Philos family has started construction of a new higher education school in the border market, and there is a new major called new energy application in it that seems to have very good prospects, the tuition is not expensive, and there is a novel scholarship system, so my parents want you to try it." ”

"Yes, the border market is very close to Scream, and Scream is free, so you can take Scream to and from school every day, have breakfast and dinner with your parents, and not have to live in the school because of the high cost of travel as before, isn't that what you want?" The mother smiled at the corner of her mouth and added in time.

"Is this true?" Ike looked at the newspaper and felt a little incredulous for a moment: "Then wouldn't I be able to make money while going to school?!" Do you have time to play with your friends after school? ”

"It's true, but you still have to shave your head and wash off the paint on your face, a good image is very important for a student."

"There's no rush to this! It's at least a few months before the school is built! Ike's lifeblood was immediately struck by his father's words, and he immediately found an excuse to refuse his father's request, but then a familiar name on the school's shareholder list gave him hope to continue to be himself.

"Hehe, Mom and Dad, just wait. Not only do I want to get the scholarship, but I also want to get the guaranteed quota and become the top student in the school! And I'm going to keep my favorite Mohican to find out as the prettiest boy in the whole school! ”

"Isn't this kid crazy with fun?" Looking at the extremely inflated son, the two looked at each other and smiled, knowing that Ike has always been sensible to the point that it is distressing.

Such a hot-blooded middle two looks like a teenager should be.

Seeing that his declaration was being treated as bragging, Ike anxiously explained:

"Really, Mom and Dad! You believe me, I'm a relation! ”

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