The child goes on to tell his father's story:

The mansion has not been sold for more than a month. The battle 'below' was fierce, Japanese planes bombed everywhere, and although we were safe here, there were many rumors. The second uncle was in a hurry, afraid that they would not be able to sell the house. The second uncle was the first to move out, expressing his determination to sell the mansion. Then the fourth father also moved away, and the eldest brother also moved away. Mom and brother also rented another house and wanted to move out, but Dad didn't agree. Dad had an argument with them. Later we moved out anyway. Dad said that he would stay and guard the mansion, but he didn't move alone.

After moving out, I went to the old mansion to see my father every day after class. I've been there more than 10 times, but I've only seen my father. I think my father must have been going to 'Auntie' a lot. When my mother asked, I always said that I ran into my father every time, and my mother was not suspicious.

Later, the mansion was sold to your Yao family, and each house was divided into money, and everyone was happy. My brother put away the money we got in this room. Dad was furious. He refused to move home, saying that he would move to the temple outside the east gate to live for a month. His mother persuaded him to go home to live, but he refused to agree, and later his brother quarreled with him, and he refused to go home. In fact, our newly moved home has always left him a study. Our new home is a single courtyard, the house is clean, as neat and comfortable as the old mansion. I also persuaded my father to come home and live, saying that it was better to live at home than outside. But my father would not go home. The elder brother said that he did not live in the temple to raise his body, he must have lived in a small mansion with his aunt and wife to enjoy happiness. The elder brother also said that the aunt was originally a prostitute in Xiajiang.

Two months later, Dad hasn't moved back. He came to the house four or five times, and he sat for more than half an hour and left. The last time, I ran into my brother, and my brother quarreled with him. When his brother asked him exactly when he would move back home, he couldn't say anything. The elder brother scolded him, and he didn't say much, so he slipped away. By the time I ran out to chase him, I couldn't catch up anymore. He won't come back after that. More than a month later, on the day of the Lantern Festival, I heard my brother say that my father was going to move back. Mom asked him how he knew. He told us that Daddy's prostitute had fled, and Daddy's valuable things had been stolen from her, and Daddy had no money outside, so he would definitely come home. When I heard my brother say this, I was not happy. I don't think my brother should be disrespectful to my father. He is our father, and he has not done us any wrong.

I didn't believe my brother's words. But when he heard him, he knew where his father lived, and he had also seen that 'aunt' in Xiajiang on the street. I couldn't find out about my father elsewhere, so I had to pull my brother to ask, but my brother refused to say. I asked too much and he lost his temper. But when we were having dinner, my brother used to talk about my father, and I heard a little bit of it. I knew that my father was looking for 'Auntie' everywhere, but to no avail. But I don't know where my father lives, and I can't go to him.

Then one day my dad came back. I remember that it was the end of the second month of the lunar calendar. It was as if he had been seriously ill, his back was hunched over, his face was much yellower, his eyes fell into it, he had a short beard, he had no strength to walk, and he spoke and sighed. When he came home, I had just returned from school, and my brother hadn't come home yet. He stood in the hall and did not dare to enter his mother's room. I went to call my mother, and she went to the door of the room, and she stood there, and said, 'I knew you were coming back.' Dad buried his head and swayed as if he was about to fall. Mom didn't move. I ran over and grabbed my father's hand and dragged him to a chair and sat down. I asked him, 'Daddy, are you hungry?' He shook his head and said: 'Not hungry.' I saw my mother turn around and leave. After a while, Sister-in-law Luo brought the washing water, and later poured tea and snacks. Dad didn't speak, buried his head and ate all the tea and snacks. I saw a little blood on his face. I was so sad that as soon as I shouted 'Daddy', tears came out. I said, 'Daddy, just stay at home, don't go out to Auntie.' You see, you've lost weight like this! He took me by the hand and could not say a word, but only shed tears.

Later, Mom came out. She called me to ask my father if he was tired and if he wanted to go and lie down in the house for a while. At first my father refused, but then I saw that he was really tired, so I dragged him into the house. After a while, I went back to my mother's room, and I saw my father sleeping on the bed, and my mother sitting on a wicker chair in front of the bed. They seemed to have spoken, and Mom was hanging her head and crying. I quickly slipped out. I think this time they'll probably reconcile.

We waited for my brother to come back for dinner. On this day, he came back a little. I happily told him the news that my father had come home. When he heard this, he straightened up and said, 'I said he would come back.' Where will he eat if he doesn't come back? I was a little angry, so I replied, 'This is his home, why didn't he come back?' The elder brother stopped talking. During the meal, my brother saw his father and acted as if he was ignoring it. Dad wanted to talk to his brother, but his brother always kept his face up. Mom even said a few words to Dad. After eating a bowl of rice, my brother called Sister-in-law Luo to add rice, but it happened that Sister-in-law Luo was not there, he suddenly lost his temper, slapped the table and scolded twice, and then walked away with a black face.

We all freaked him out. Mom said, 'I don't know what happened to him today, why he lost his temper for no reason.' My father was eating with his head buried in his head, and when he heard his mother's words, he raised his head and said, 'I'm afraid it's because I'm coming back.' Mom buried her head and stopped talking. Dad ate a bowl of rice and put it down. Mom asked him, 'Why do you only eat one bowl of rice?' Don't add a little more? Daddy whispered, 'I'm full.' He stood up. Mom doesn't eat it either, and I don't eat it either. Daddy rarely spoke that night. He went to bed early. He still slept in that big bed with me. I didn't sleep well, I had strange dreams, and when I woke up in the middle of the night, I heard my dad crying. I called him softly, only to realize that he had woken up crying in a dream. I asked him what he was dreaming about, and he wouldn't say.

Dad stayed in our new home. For the first four days, he didn't go out on the street all day, didn't talk much, and always buried his head in silence when he saw his brother. His brother didn't talk to him either. On the fifth day he went out after breakfast, and did not return until supper. Mom asked him where he had been all day. He only said he was going to see a friend. The sixth day was the same again. On the seventh day he came back, and we were having dinner, and my mother asked him what was going on outside, and why Yan came home like this. He still simply said that he was out looking at his friends. My brother lost his temper again that day and scolded: 'Always lying! What to look at friends! Who doesn't know you're looking for your old five! In the past, when I asked you to go home, you always pushed it three times and pushed it out, and said that it was to go to the temple outside the city to recuperate! You're all a lie! It's all for your old five! I thought you really didn't want home, you really didn't want to see us anymore. Who knows that God has eyes, your baby lost you and ran away with others. She's stolen all your stuff. Now you're left with a light man running home. This is the home you don't want! Here are a few people you always hate! But they lost you, and now we are here to take you in and let you live comfortably at home. You still won't settle down, and you're going to go outside. I ask you, what kind of heart do you have! Do you still want to cheat some money from your mother, and go to ask for a little wife and rent a small mansion? I advise you not to be cranky. I will never allow you to bully Mom again! ’

Dad sat on a chair by the wall, his hands over his face. Mom couldn't help it, and while shedding tears, she interjected and said, "And," (my brother's nickname is He), "Don't say it again." Let Daddy eat some food first. But the brother replied, 'Mom, let me finish.' Over the years, I have had a lot of things in my heart, and I won't be happy until I finish them. You're too honest too. You won't be afraid that he will bully you like he did before! Mom cried and said, 'He, he's your father!' I couldn't help but run up to my dad and pull his hand and shout 'daddy' a few times in succession. He put his hand down. The face is ugly.

I heard my brother say, 'Daddy? A father should look like a father. When did he treat me like his son? Daddy stood up, shook off my hand, and walked slowly to the door. Mom shouted loudly in the back: 'Dream idiot, where are you going?' You don't eat? Dad turned around and said, 'I think I'd better go away, it's not good for you to live here.' Then he asked, 'Where are you going?' He said, 'I don't know.' But the provincial town is very wide, and I can always find a place to live. She ran to him crying and begged him, 'Don't go.' Nothing was mentioned before. My brother was still sitting at the dinner table, and he interrupted and said, 'Mom, don't talk too much.' Don't you know his temper? If he wants to go, let him go! Mom cried and said, 'No, he's naked, where are you calling him to go?' Mom turned to Dad and said, 'Dream Idiot, this home is also your home, you should support it well.' Where is it good to be outside and at home! The brother went back to his house in a rage. I couldn't help it, so I ran over and grabbed my father's hand, and I cried and said, 'Dad, you want to go, you can take me away.' ’

That's how Dad stayed. He always had to go out on the street every day. But always when my brother is not at home. Sometimes I ask my mother and me for a little pocket money. I still ask my brother for money. He told me not to tell my brother. My brother thought that his father was reading at home every day, so he was polite to him and stopped arguing with him. He lives in a room with me. He was often locked in the house, either reading or sleeping. When I came back from school, he also accompanied me to review my homework. Mom was okay with him. This month, my father's face is a little better, and his spirit is better. One day my mother told us that my father would probably get better from now on.

One Sunday, my brother and I were at home, and after lunch, my mother asked us to accompany my father to watch a movie, and my brother agreed. As soon as we walked out of the door, we saw someone with a letter to ask if Master Yang San lived here. Dad took the letter and read it. I heard him say to the messenger, 'I know,' and he picked it up. We entered the movie theater, I concentrated on watching the movie, and when the movie was almost over, I realized that my father was gone, and I thought he was going to urinate, and I didn't pay attention. By the time the movie was over, he hadn't come back yet. We searched for him everywhere, but we couldn't find him. I said, 'Daddy might go home first.' The elder brother sneered and said, 'You fool! He treated our house as a prison, and when he came out, why would he run back in such a hurry! Sure enough, when we got home, there was no shadow of my father in the house. Mom asked where Dad was. My brother told me about my father's receipt of the letter. At dinner, my mother also left food for my father. Daddy didn't come back that night. Mom and brother were not happy. He returned the next morning. It's just my mother at home. He didn't wait for me to come back from school and left. Mom didn't tell me what he said to Mom. I later found out that he had asked his mother for some money. He didn't come home that night. He didn't come back the next day. He didn't come back on the third day. Mom was very anxious and asked my brother to inquire, but my brother was unhappy and always said it didn't matter. On the fifth day, my father came with a letter, saying that something happened to Jiading, and he became ill, and he wanted to go home and had no money, so he asked his mother to send him the travel expenses. When my mother got the letter, she immediately remitted a hundred yuan. That day, my husband asked for leave, I was at home in the afternoon, my mother called me to the post office to remit money, and I also wrote a few words to my father on my mother's letter, asking my father to come back early. In the evening, when my brother came home and heard that my mother had remitted money to my father, he was not happy, so he complained to my mother and said a lot of bad things about my father, and later my mother also followed my brother to tell my father that my father was wrong.

The money was remitted, but my father never replied. He doesn't come back. We didn't get any news from him either. Mom was angry when she mentioned it to her brother. My brother is even more angry. My mother was sometimes worried that my father's illness was not cured, and she said that she would write to him. One day, my mother asked my brother to write a letter. My brother refused to write, but complained to my mother. Mom won't mention writing letters anymore. We didn't hear from my dad for more than three months, and then we stopped talking about him. One day it was raining heavily, and I was studying at home during the summer vacation, when my father suddenly came back. He was swollen all over, and he still came back in a car, and he couldn't even drive the car. The man was thinner than before, a silk shirt was dirty and rotten, and there was a strange smell on his body. He stood on the edge of the street, leaning against the pillar, and did not dare to enter the hall.

My mother shouted for the car money, stood at the door of the hall, and said to my father with a straight face: 'You are willing to go home!' I thought you were going to die in a foreign county. Dad buried his head and didn't dare to look at Mom. Mom said again: 'It's okay, let you come back and see, we are doing well without you, and we have not disgraced your ancestors of the Yang family. ’

Dad buried his head lower, the water in his hair was just dripping down, and the rain was falling on his face, he didn't care. I couldn't see it, so I went to tell my mother that my father was covered in water, so should I let him come into the house to wash his face and change his clothes. When my mother heard me say this, her face changed. She hurriedly called someone to fetch water and bathe her father, found clothes for her father to change, and beckoned her father to enter the hall. Dad didn't say anything, just like a dumb man. He took a shower, changed his clothes, and ate snacks. He listened to his mother and slept in my bed for a long time.

When my brother came back, he heard that his father had come home, and he immediately put on an unhappy look. I heard my mother telling him to be polite to him when he saw him. The elder brother vaguely agreed. At dinner, when he saw his father, he frowned and shouted, and immediately turned his face away. Dad seems to have something to say to him, and there is no way to say it. Dad ate a bowl of rice, Sister-in-law Luo added half a bowl to Daddy, Dad reached out to pick up the bowl, his hand trembled very much, he didn't catch the bowl, and the bowl and rice fell to the ground together, and it was broken. Dad was very scared, so he hurriedly bent down to pick it up. Mom said next to her, 'Don't pick it up.' Let Sister-in-law Luo add you another bowl of rice. Dad trembled and said, 'No, no, it's the same.' I don't know why, but my brother suddenly slapped the table and cursed. He scolded, 'If you don't want to eat, go away, I don't have much to spoil for you,' and Dad left quietly. The elder brother pointed to his mother and said, 'Mom, this is all the result of your appeasement. Our house is not a hotel, where he can come when he is happy, he can go when he is happy! The mother said, 'He's already back, let him rest for a few days!' My brother was even more angry, but he shook his head and said, 'No, no, he has done us like this, and I can't let him live comfortably!' I've got to find something for him to do. On the morning of the third day he called his father to go out with him, but he did not say a word, but went with him with his head in his hands. Mom is still saying in the back that Dad and his brother are going all the way, and it seems that Dad is like his brother's subordinate. When I heard that, I wanted to cry.

In the afternoon, my brother came back first, and then my father also came back. When my father saw my brother, he buried his head. When my brother asked him something during dinner, he just replied, 'Uh-huh, uh-huh. He put down the bowl and hid himself in the house. Mom asked my brother what he was doing. My brother always said it was a clerk. I went back to the house and asked my father, but he wouldn't say.

Four or five days later, at four o'clock in the afternoon, my father suddenly ran home in a rage. I was the only one at home, and my mother went out to buy something. I asked my dad why he came back so early today. Dad gasped and said, 'I'm not doing it anymore!' I can't stand this kind of anger. He said he was a clerk, but in fact he was just a messenger. I'm not afraid of hardship, I can't lose this face. He was covered with sweat, and he saw beads of sweat dripping down his face and his clothes wet. I called Sister-in-law Luo to fetch water for him to wash his face. He had just washed his face and sat down in the hall eating tea. And my brother came back. I saw that my brother's face was not good-looking, and I knew that he was going to lose his temper, so I interrupted him with other words. He ignored me, but ran to my father. When Dad saw him, he stood up, as if he wanted to avoid him. But he stopped his father and asked with a straight face: 'Why didn't you do what I introduced to you for a few days?' Dad buried his head and whispered, 'I can't do it.' There are other things I can do. The elder brother sneered and said, 'Can't do it?' So what are you going to do? Do you want to be a bank manager? You have the ability to find things to do on your own, I can't let you have a meal at home. Dad said, "I don't want to eat idle, but I really can't lose the face of the Yang family when I am asked to be a messenger." That's just the salary. The elder brother sneered and said, "Are you still afraid of losing the face of the Yang family?" The Yang family's face has already been lost to you! Who doesn't know your famous Yang Sanye! You calculate how much money you spend! The money in your own name, the money left to us by your grandfather, and your mother's money have all been spent for you! When he said that his mother had returned, he still scolded: 'You are worth it, you have been generous, you have played, you have prostituted, you have gambled!' You spend the same amount of money as you pour water. Where will you care that we suffer at home, and we are looked down upon by others! Dad whispered with pity, 'Why do you mention those things again?' The past is gone, and it's too late for me to regret it. The brother then said: 'Regret? If you know that you regret it, you won't be cheeky and go home. I asked you to go home, but you refused to come back. Now we don't need you. You let me go! I don't have a father like you, I don't recognize a father like you! Father's face changed greatly, his whole body trembled so much, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't speak. Mom hurriedly shouted to my brother next to her to stop talking. I also said, 'Brother, he's our father!' My brother looked back at me, and with tears in his eyes, he said, 'He is not worthy to be my father, he has not taken good care of me since I was born.' I was raised by my mother alone. He didn't do his father's duty. This is not his home. I am not his son. He turned his face to his mother again, saying, 'Mom, what do you think he is worthy of being my father?' Mom didn't speak, just looked at Dad, and Mom cried. Dad just moved his head to avoid Mom's eyes. The elder brother took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to his mother, saying, 'Mom, look at this letter. I'm too embarrassed to say a lot of things. Mom read the letter, said only the word 'you' to my father, and then handed the letter to my father and said, 'Look, this is written by a colleague in your company.' Dad read the letter tremblingly, his face flushed, and his mouth stammered: 'This is not true, I dare to bet on it!' Half of that isn't. They have wronged me. She said, 'Then at least half of it is true.' I've heard enough of your lies, and I can't believe you anymore. Let's go. Mom waved at Daddy, then turned and went into the house. Mom seemed to be very tired and walked very slowly, while wiping her eyes with a handkerchief. My father called out to my mother anxiously in the back, and said, 'I haven't done those things, at least half of them are lying to me.' Mom didn't listen to him. The elder brother wiped away his tears and said, 'You don't have to argue. He's a good friend of mine, and he won't hurt you for no reason. I don't have time to tell you much right now. You should have made up your mind sooner. The father also argued, 'This is a wrong.' That friend of yours has a grudge against me, he cheats, he has a handle in my hands, he bribes me with money, I don't want it, he hates me so much......' my brother didn't wait for him to finish, he said, 'I don't want to listen to your lies.' You don't want money, which ghost believes! If you had known how to love your face, we would not have suffered those many years of sin. My brother said this, and went into his mother's house. There were only two people in the hall, my father and me. I ran up to my father, took his hand and said, 'Father, don't be angry with him, he will regret it after a while.' Let's go inside and rest for a while. My father called out to me, 'Han'er,' and tears flowed out. After a long time he said, 'It's too late for me to regret it.' Remember, don't learn from me. ’

While we were having dinner, it started to rain. Dad said something at the dinner table, and my brother quarreled with Dad again. Dad said two or three words. The elder brother suddenly threw his rice bowl to the ground and walked into the house angrily. We all put down our bowls and didn't dare say a word. Dad suddenly stood up and said, 'I'll just go.' When my brother heard this, he jumped out of the room again, pointed to his father, and said, 'Then you will leave for me at once!' I'm angry when I see you! Without saying a word, he ran out of the hall and down the patio, and went out in the rain. Mom stood up and called Daddy. My brother stopped her and said, 'Don't call him, he'll be back in a moment.' I left them alone, and drove them out alone in the rain. I was drenched all over my head. At the gate I saw my father walking down the street with his back bent, only a dozen steps away from me. I shouted loudly as I ran. My voice drowned out the rain. My mouth was full of rain. I was about to catch up with him, when suddenly my foot slipped and I tripped and fell into the street. I was covered in muddy water. My head was dizzy and my whole body ached. I got up and ran again. When I got to the street, the rain was a little lighter, and I was only three or four steps away from my father, and I called out to him, and he turned around and saw that it was me, and ran ahead with all his might. I'm chasing after it with all my might. He tripped and fell all at once, and couldn't get up for half a day. I hurriedly ran over to pick him up. His face was cut by a stone, and he was bleeding. He slowly stood up, gasping for breath and asked me, 'What are you running here for?' I said, 'Father, come home with me.' He shook his head and sighed, saying: 'I don't have a home.' I don't have anything. I'm the only one. I said, 'Daddy, you can't say that.' I am your son, and my brother is your son. Without you, where would we be! He said, 'I don't have the face to be your father.' Just let me go. Whether I live or die, it's my own will. Go back and tell your brother that you want him to rest assured, I will never disgrace you again. I took him by the arm and said, 'I won't let you go, I want you to go back with me.' I dragged him by the shoulder, and he took two steps back. He begged me again to let him go. I won't. He pushed me so hard that I fell on my back, and I stumbled unconscious. I couldn't get up for half a day. The rain was terrible. My clothes are swollen. I slowly stood up, standing at the crossroads, I couldn't see my father's shadow, there was rain everywhere, all gray and white. I felt top-heavy and in terrible pain. I don't have any energy left. I gritted my teeth and walked a few steps, I couldn't figure it out myself, I felt as if I had tripped over again and someone pulled me up. I heard my brother calling me. I was relieved, and he half-hugged and half-hugged me and took me home. I remember it wasn't dark yet.

When I got home, they fetched me water, bathed and changed my clothes, and cooked me ginger syrup. Mom took care of me to sleep. She and her brother didn't ask about my father, and I didn't have the strength to speak. I had a terrible fever that night. One night I had strange dreams. The next morning, I called a doctor to see him. The more I took the medicine, the more sick I became, and then I changed doctors and realized that I had taken the wrong medicine. I was sick for more than two months before I got better. Sister-in-law Luo told me that when I was very sick, my mother was in front of my bed, and I often shouted loudly: 'Dad, you go home with me!' Mom wiped tears from her eyes. Mom asked my brother to go out to find my father that day. My brother really went out. He didn't get his dad back. But then my illness got better, and my mother and brother were talking badly about my father during dinner. That's what Sister-in-law Luo told me.

My illness has improved. Mom and brother treat me very well! He just won't let me talk about my father. I don't get any news from them. Maybe they really don't know. They seem to have forgotten their dad completely. I walk on the street, and I can't see my father's shadow. I went to find Li Laohan'er and asked others to inquire, but I couldn't get any results. The second uncle, the fourth father, and the eldest brother have not come to our house since the mansion was sold. They never asked about their father.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival in the second year, there were no guests at home, and my mother rarely went to relatives' houses to play cards and socialize in the past year, and few guests came. The only people who often come and go with our family are my aunt and cousin. On that day, the three of us were at home for the holiday. Mom and brother were very happy. Only I remembered that my father was alone outside and didn't know how to live, and I felt a little sad. Not long after lunch, we heard someone ask the Yang family at the door, and Sister-in-law Luo went to bring someone in. The man was dressed in a clean yellow uniform and had a bald head. He said that he was here to deliver a letter to Master Yang San. The brother asked him who wrote the letter. He said that it was written by the second aunt of the Wang family. The elder brother opened the letter and asked the sender where the fold was. When the messenger heard that his brother was the son of Master Yang San, he took out a red-faced bank passbook, handed it to his brother and said, "This is a passbook of 30,000 yuan, please write a receipt for Master Yang San." I saw my brother take the passbook in his hand and turn it through twice, and while he bit his lip vigorously, he handed it back to the messenger and said: 'My father has gone out and will not be back for a month or two.' The amount of money is too large for us to collect. Please take it back and talk to your second aunt and wife for us. The sender repeatedly asked his brother to accept it, but he refused to accept it. He had no choice but to put away his passbook and leave. Before leaving, he also asked where Master Yang San was, and his brother said, "He went to Guiyang and Guilin." 'My brother told a big lie! Mom waited for the messenger to leave, then came out of the room and asked my brother who would send money to my father. The elder brother said, 'Which one else do you say, isn't it his precious fifth!' She is now married to a broad man as a little wife, she mentioned the past, saying that it was out of necessity, she was very sorry for her father, and asked her father to forgive her. She also said that her situation is better now, and she saved 30,000 yuan to give to her father, which can be regarded as compensation for her father's loss that time...... 'Mom couldn't help but interrupt when she heard this: 'Which one wants her money!' You're well gone! Well returned! I've been standing by and I'm not qualified to interject. But I think of the red melon seed face of the 'aunt' in Xiajiang, and I think she is still a good person. She hasn't forgotten her father yet. I thought to myself, how good it would be if she knew where her father was, and she would not let him wander away.

I haven't heard from my dad since. Until last September, one Saturday afternoon, my mother took me out to watch a movie, and my brother was not there. When we came out after watching the movie, my mother was standing at the door, and I went to call for the car. When I called the car, I saw my mother's face was ugly, as if she had seen a ghost. I asked her if she was not feeling well. She said no. She asked me if I saw anyone. I said I didn't see it. Mom didn't say anything. We got in the car, and I think Mom used to look behind her. I don't know what Mom was looking at. When I got home, I asked my mom if I had met any acquaintances. My brother hasn't come back yet, and it's just the two of us at home. Mom's face changed and she whispered to me, 'I seem to see your father.' I happily asked her, 'Do you really see Daddy?' She said, "It must be him, he looks very similar, but he is a little thinner, and he is not well dressed." From the gate of the movie theater, he followed our car for several streets. I said, 'Then what are you doing not to call him out and ask him to come home?' Mom sighed, and then burst into tears. I didn't dare to speak again. After a while, my mother whispered, 'I think I hate him a little bit.' I was about to speak when my brother returned.

I couldn't sleep that night. I was always thinking in bed that I would find my dad tomorrow, and I was so anxious. I woke up early the next morning. I didn't wait for breakfast at home and ran out. I went to find Mr. Li and told him that my mother had seen my father and asked him if he could help me find my father. He advised me not to rush and to look for it slowly. I don't listen to him. I missed a few classes and ran for three days, and I couldn't even see my father's shadow.

More than twenty days later, we were having dinner, and the postman brought a letter addressed to my mother. When my mother received the letter, she said, 'Your father wrote it,' and her face changed. My brother hurriedly stretched out his hand and said, 'Show me!' Mother withdrew her hand and said, 'I'll give it to you when I read it,' and opened the letter. I asked my mother, 'What did you say in your father's letter?' He said he was not in good health and wanted to come back to live. The brother immediately stretched out his hand again and took the letter away. When he read the letter, he took it and burned it on an oil lamp without saying anything. Mom is going to grab the letter, it's too late. Mom anxiously asked her brother, 'Why did you burn it?' There is also a reply address on it! The elder brother immediately lost his temper and exclaimed, 'Mom, do you still want to write to him to come back and live?' Well, he's back, and I'll move out right away! He is in charge of the affairs of the family, and he will not need me in the future. Mom frowned and said, "I'm just asking, why are you angry." "I couldn't get angry and then I said, 'Actually, I should write back to my father.'" My brother glared at me and said, 'Okay, you can go back.' But the address was burned for him, and where did I send my reply?

Two or three weeks later, one day, shortly after dark, my mother called me out to buy something, and when I came back, I saw a dark shadow at the gate, and I asked aloud which one it was. The shadow replied, 'It's me.' Then I asked: 'Which are you?' The shadow slowly walked up to me and whispered, 'Han'er, you can't even hear my voice.' When I saw my father's thin face, I said happily, 'Father, I've been looking for you for a long time, but I can't find you.' And Daddymomo said to my head, 'Thou hast grown taller also.' Mom and brother are they okay? I said, 'All right.' Mom got your letter. He said, 'Then why didn't you reply?' I said, 'My brother burned the letter, and we don't know your address.' Dad said, 'Mom knows?' I said, 'The letter is burned, and my mother doesn't know it.' Mom loves to listen to her brother. Dad sighed and said, 'I expected that.' Then there is no hope left. I'd better go. I quickly took one of his hands. I was taken aback. His hands were cold and trembling. I shouted, 'Daddy, why are your hands so cold!' Are you sick? He shook his head and said, 'No.' I hurriedly pinched his sleeve, it was already the ninth month of the lunar calendar, and he was still wearing only a silk shirt. I said, 'Aren't you cold when you wear so little clothes?' He said: 'I am not cold!' I thought of an idea, I asked him to wait for me at the door, I hurriedly ran in, and told my mother about my father's situation, my mother took out a brother's gown and a velvet sweater, and took out 500 yuan, and asked me to hand it over to my father, and asked me to tell my father, don't come here again in the future, my mother said that my mother will never change her mind, please don't be delusional. Mom also said that even if Mom changed her mind, her brother would never let him go. I went out, and my dad was still waiting for me at the door. I gave him the money and clothes and asked him to put them on immediately. But I didn't tell him what Mom said. After he had said a few words, he said that he was leaving, and that I would not dare to keep him, but I would ask him to tell me where he was, so that I could go to him. I said, no matter what my brother does to him, I will always be his son. He told me where he lived, and it was this Great Immortal Temple.

The next morning I went to the Great Immortal Temple, and sure enough, I found my father there. Dad said that he had lived there for a short time, and he had only moved here for a little more than a month. He wouldn't say anything else. After that, I often went to my father's place, and sometimes I would get something for him. Naturally, I didn't want my brother to know. Mom seems to know a little bit, and she doesn't care about me. I only said in front of my mom that I saw my dad, and I didn't tell her where my dad was. But I told Li Laohan'er everything. He is close to his father's residence, and sometimes he can take care of his father.

"I've been coming to your mansion from time to time." (The child turns his face sideways and smiles at Mrs. Yao, looking a little embarrassed.) The tears on his face hadn't dried up yet. Dad loved flowers, and he never forgot our garden, and he often told me about it. I think the garden was originally ours, although it was sold, I went in and had a look, and it didn't matter if I had some flowers. I told Li Laohan'er what I meant, and he let me in. The first time I came in, I didn't meet anyone, I folded two chrysanthemums on the flower stand and gave them to my father, who was very happy. I've been here many times since. Every time you have to quarrel with your subordinates. On two occasions, he met Mr. Yao and was scolded by him, and on one occasion he was beaten by Zhao Qingyun a few times. To be honest, I really don't want to come back to you. But when I remembered my father's joy when he saw the flowers, I felt that I could bear all the hardships. I'm not afraid of your men beating me and scolding me. I'm not a thief. I can also fight and scold them. Only once did I meet you, Mrs. Yao, and you didn't chase me. You treat me like a mother and a sister, and you even folded a branch of plum for me. I haven't met anyone outside who has spoken to me with a pleasant face. It's just the two of you. My uncles, uncles, cousins, and cousins all looked down on us and would not associate with us, as if we saw them and would borrow money from them. Dad told me that not long ago, one day Dad was walking down the street and knocked down a private chartered car, wiping off his skin and bleeding from his face. It was the fourth father's car, and the driver recognized it as his father, so he hurriedly put down the car and went to pick up his father. Dad just stood up, the fourth dad saw his father's face and recognized it as his brother, not only did he not greet his father, but scolded the driver for not stopping, so the driver had to pull up the car and leave. The fourth father spat a mouthful of phlegm and was spitting on his father. This is what my father told me later.

"Dad told me one more thing. One afternoon, my father met my 'aunt' at the back door of the commercial mall and got down from a private chartered car. When she saw her father, she recognized who he was, and she went to him to talk to him. Dad was a little stunned at first, but then he heard her shouting 'Third Master', Dad understood and hurriedly fled. After that, my father never saw her again. Dad said that he saw 'Auntie' two days earlier than he saw Fourth Dad. I also told him about the money that my aunt had sent. He sighed twice and said, "It's people like 'Auntie' who have a conscience......"

After saying so much, the child suddenly closed his mouth and collapsed on the back of the sofa with all his energy overwhelmed, his hands blindfolded. We, Mrs. Yao and I, have been listening to him with bated breath for a long time, and our eyes have been on his face. Now we seem to breathe a sigh of relief. I feel much more breathing. I saw Mrs. Yao sigh deeply. Although she was wiping her eyes with a handkerchief, I could see that the nervous expression on her face had disappeared.

"Little brother, I didn't expect you to suffer so much. It's also thanks to you, and someone else won't be like you," she said gently. The child was silent, nor did he take off his hand. After a while, she said again: "What about your father, is he still in the Great Immortal Temple?" Invite him to come and sit down. The child's slight cry came out from under his hands. I shook my head at Mrs. Yao and whispered, "His father didn't want to drag him down, and ran away again." ”

"Can you find it?" She asked in a low voice.

"I don't think I'll find him for a while, maybe he's already left the provincial capital. If he is trying to avoid him, it will be difficult to find him," I replied.

The child suddenly took off his face-covering hand, stood up, and said, "I'm going back." ”

Mrs. Yao immediately answered, "Don't go." You play around for a while, have some tea, have some snacks. ”

"Thank you, my stomach is so full that I can't eat. I'm really going back," the kid said.

"I see you're tired. You have said so much by yourself, and you should rest for a while," said Mrs. Yao with concern.

The child replied, "I am not tired at all, and when I have finished speaking, my heart is much happier." For the past few years, I have memorized [note 1] in my heart, and I have memorized these words. I've only talked to Mr. Li about it a little. That's all for today. I'm really leaving. Mom was waiting for me at home.

"Then you can come here from time to time, and you can make us your own home," said Mrs. Yao earnestly.

"I'm coming, I'm coming! This is our hometown! With that, the child stepped out through the wide open glass door.

【Note 1】Recitation: The meaning of "recitation".