I saw blood, but I also saw despair.

Officer Chen Kaiwen surrounded him with several criminal policemen......

Finally, his fruit knife was snatched away, but Li Han was unconscious......

The process of surgery went smoothly, and the doctor said that Li Han, this kid, was blessed with a great life, and he was stabbed five times and did not reach the point.

I'm crying, are you really not afraid of death? Don't think I'll be your girlfriend if you save my life, I don't want to end up like a snow suit, I'm afraid of death.

He laughed, hehe, what do you say.

Another sleepless night.

I got up very lightly, afraid of waking up the other sisters in the dormitory.

The crying outside was still faintly ringing, and I sighed.

Put on a coat, the evening breeze is breezy and slightly cool.

The dim light is like a ghost fire in the night, illuminating the way to hell for night walkers.

I saw clearly that the person was Ye Haigull.

With his hands on his knees, his head buried very low, his thin body fell together, like a wronged little girl.

She may not know that not long ago, she who was scared by the inexplicable cry of a woman at midnight is now the girl who cries at midnight.

For the same man.

Growth is like this, bumps and bumps, traps all the way, once you strayed into it, it is always yourself who is hurt.

Just because it's not mature enough.

Li Baoli gently patted me on the shoulder from behind, Xuejiao, you said that it would be great if an angel could fall from the sky to accompany our poor Miss Ye Haiou now.

I said, "Are there really angels in the world?"

She smiled, maybe.

There is an angel living in everyone's heart, and a humble wish, so far away, so near.

No matter how beautiful an angel is, there will always be a day when he will grow old, just like time can heal a wound, but it can never erase the pain.

Ye Yipeng nodded thoughtfully, smiled coldly, and started another dream.

It was a father and son, the father's hair was as fluffy as a bird's nest, and he was dressed in a white-washed overalls, and the line of his left shoulder was cracked due to the squeezing of the car, revealing his dark lean flesh. A pair of very discordant military trousers made his already thin legs look even weaker, and he had a pair of shabby, but shiny leather shoes at his feet.

No one would be interested in a middle-aged man from the countryside dressed in tatters, but as soon as he appeared, he still attracted the attention of many passengers.

No one wants to admit that he is a numb modern person, so after a while, the bus that was already crowded and noisy suddenly quieted down, and his eyes focused on his head.

My father had a big head, about 1 or 5 times that of ordinary people, like a big pumpkin on top.

In stark contrast, Xiao Ming, who was only 7 years old and was tightly held in his arms.

Xiao Ming's head is not too small among his peers, but due to his young age, leaning against his father's side looks extraordinarily small.

There was a woman holding a child in the car who covered her mouth and sang with a smile - "Big-headed father and small-headed son, a pair of good friends, happy father and son......"

The kid sucks Robust, Mom, you're singing wrong!

Xiao Ming greedily twisted his head out of the window, it was a lively scene, he grew so big, he had never seen a lively scene, there were high-rise buildings, there were shouts and car sounds.

"Dad, when you get to the city, will others laugh at your big head! In the past, in our hometown, no children were willing to play with me, they all said that I had a monster big head father, so they didn't play with me, Dad, you made me so embarrassed! ”

The father raised his head so that tears would not fall easily.

"Rest assured, when we get to the city, Dad will work hard to make money, and when we have money, others will not look down on us."

City X, a cosmopolitan city.

After getting out of the car, Xiao Ming pointed to the blue sky and shouted, Dad, Dad, look at it, the sky in X City is so blue and transparent!

Father raised his head, yes, the sky is very blue and transparent, so the people here are also as transparent as the blue sky?

It has been proved that it is not easy for migrant workers with only a junior high school education to find work in the city, even though it is still the lowest kind of work.

Xiao Ming has to go to school, and children who don't go to school won't be able to do well in the future, and he doesn't want his son to follow the same path as him when he grows up.

The popularization of nine-year compulsory education made him grateful and exempted from paying tuition and miscellaneous fees, but in X City, the cost of living is indeed a lot of money.

He relentlessly and looked for work again, and this time he finally found a job, like many outsiders, picking cement on a construction site.

Xiao Ming came to see him on the construction site after school, but he was deliberately avoiding him, Dad, you are so dirty.

The father smiled and looked at his dusty overalls, and touched his head embarrassedly, obviously right.

In the distance, a cute girl with a bow and a Sailor Moon bag is looking this way.

When my father saw it, he asked, "Is she your classmate?" ”

He nodded vigorously, then ran away to find the girl.

The girl asked Xiao Ming, who is the dusty uncle who talked to you just now?

He looked at the girl's clean floral skirt, thought about it, and said, "Siqi, shall we go to the park to play on the slide?" ”

They went to play on the slide, and when it was dark, the girl's parents came to pick her up.

Uncle said, Siqi, are you going to have a parent-teacher conference the day after tomorrow?

The girl named Siqi nodded.

Xiao Ming stared at his mild-mannered uncle in a straight suit and glasses standing in front of him, thinking to himself how good it would be if his father could do the same.

Every teenager has a little vanity, so Xiao Ming hopes that his father can be so decent at the parent-teacher conference.

Parent-teacher conferences.

Xiao Ming scored 100 points in the test and stood in the most conspicuous position and beckoned to his father.

Father came, wearing a crumpled overalls, looking around with a big head, and then he found Xiao Ming, and shouted Xiao Ming Xiao Ming, Dad is not late.

Xiao Ming felt that there was nothing more humiliating than this, his father was dressed really sloppily, which made him show off in front of his classmates and teachers.

But what happened next gave him hope.

Siqi was waving to her father: "Uncle Big Head." ”

Father scratched his head embarrassedly, the crowd erupted in thunderous laughter, Siqi leaned into Xiao Ming's ear and said, Xiao Ming Xiao Ming, your father's head is really big, but your head is too small, can I touch your father's head?

Xiao Mingle said: "Of course you can." ”

He asked his father to squat down, and the little girl's chubby hand trembled and stretched out, and her little eyes flashed with surprise, and she touched it, round and big, nothing special, and couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

Xiao Ming saw what was on her mind, so he hurriedly raised his tone: "Siqi, do you know? My dad practiced iron head skills, that's why his head is so big. ”

"Really?" The little girl's eyes once again showed a strange brilliance.

Ignoring the dimming light in his father's eyes, he climbed onto his father's back, and with skillful and light movements, as if he were riding a horse, he patted his father's head rhythmically with both hands—"Knock knock knock." He was still chanting words and singing cheerful songs.

At this time, the crowd erupted in violent laughter, and some people even laughed and hurt their stomachs, and the children all said, Xiao Ming, your father's iron head skills are awesome.

After returning home from school, Xiao Ming asked his father, Dad, do you have a headache?

My father touched his head innocently, and then said, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all.

Xiao Ming looked a little excited, and his little face was red like a big apple.

"Dad, our class also wants to use your head to play the drums."

My father's face darkened in an instant, and he said no.

"But Dad in the town is very rich and will take us to eat KFC, Dad, will you take me to eat KFC?"

After a long silence, my father felt the pitiful few notes in his pocket and nodded.

Xiaocheng is as tiger-headed as his father Shuicheng, relying on the family's money and love to be in the limelight, he found a large group of children, saying that he wanted to perform drumming.

Through that parent-teacher meeting, it seems that a consensus has been reached among the children, and Xiao Ming's father has practiced iron head skills and is invincible.

The adults watched the excitement coldly, too lazy to correct it.

Xiaocheng easily sat on his father's back, slapped his father's big head hard, laughed ha, and slapped harder and harder. Siqi stood below, singing, she sang: "Big head dad and little head son, a pair of good friends happy father and son......"

Shuicheng, who had a big belly, clapped his hands and laughed on the side: "Son, work harder!" ”

"Good job, son."

My father only felt that his head was dizzy and uncomfortable, and he couldn't stand it anymore, but when he saw Xiao Ming's proud and excited expression and Shuicheng's grandeur, he had to endure it.

Xiaocheng clapped his hands so much that he had to come down, Shui Cheng gave him a few hundred-yuan bills very boldly, and waved his hand: "Son, please invite your classmates to eat KFC." ”

Xiao Ming and Siqi happily followed.

My father picked up a cigarette that Shui Cheng threw on the construction site, and asked in a low voice, "Boss, when will our wages be paid?"

The big-bellied man smiled, well, it's a matter of time or time, but seeing your performance just now is too exciting, my son is also happy, so let's give you a hundred first, and it will be regarded as a reward for your iron head skill.

The hundred-dollar bill was thrown on the ground, and my father bent down to pick it up, wiped the dust off it, and carefully put it in his pocket.

"That boss, I really need money, can you pay me back the arrears of wages."

Those who owe money are arrogant, and those who pay are low-voiced, and this is the deepest aspect of this cosmopolitan city.

After a short silence, the father opened his mouth again: "I want to buy a schoolbag and clothes for my son, and I also need money to build a house in my hometown." ”

The muscles on Shui Cheng's face twitched, and from a distance, he saw Xiao Ming, who was full of grease stains, jumped up and came over here, and then looked at the skinny man in front of him, and grinned unconsciously, he thought of a good idea.

"Hey, Xiao Ming, come to my uncle's side."

Xiao Ming's well-behaved past.

"How? Is KFC delicious? ”

"It's delicious."

"You have to thank your father for his iron work." With a grinning expression full of evil, he picked up a brick from the ground and handed it to Xiao Ming.

"Xiao Ming, do you think your father's head is hard or this brick is hard?" He handed the brick to Xiao Ming.