Chapter 127: A small task given by my father

It took a long time for Jin Bu to come to his senses. I opened the refrigerator door casually, and after taking a look, I found that there were still some oyster mushroom meat slices cooked in the weak sun at noon, which was a good choice for instant noodles or fried rice. Although there is still some dry rice left over from noon in the rice cooker, in order to save trouble, Jin Bu, who doesn't really want to brush the pot, thinks that it is okay to make instant noodles for dinner. Take out a porcelain bowl from the cupboard, simply pass the water, and turn the water dispenser in the hall to boiling water.

When the water is boiling, it is just the right time to put the bag in the bedroom. In addition to bread and yogurt, there are also some fruits and pickled pepper chicken feet, which my father often used as snacks to accompany his snacks. When I was in the Internet café before, Jin Bu said that he would come back immediately, but it actually took more than 50 minutes to come back here, which was far more than the verbal promise. Even if the journey takes more than ten minutes, there is no trace of what can be said. Although he didn't care about it in front of the weak yang before, Jin Bu was still a little stunned in his heart after returning home now.

The golden cloth that knows how to let Weak Yang plug his sister's mouth with something to eat naturally understands that this is also effective for his father. As soon as I went upstairs, I heard all kinds of gunshots and cannons coming from my father's bedroom. I don't know how my father is feeling so far, anyway, I can only take one step at a time, and I always face it. In this case, Jin Bu felt that it was enough to do what he should do. He kicked open the wooden door of the bedroom, threw his schoolbag away, and thought about it on the bed in a gold cloth in the shape of a large character.

At the beginning, he pretended that this matter was over today, or took the initiative to explain to his father and think about the situation. Although it may seem like an unnecessary problem, it can be a problem for adolescent boys. On the one hand, I feel that how I arrange my time is my own business, and on the other hand, I feel that it is my fault that I did not go home at the agreed time. At this time, Jin Bu felt that it was better for his father to say that he was like not leaving dinner for himself. This also makes it easier for Jinbu not to respond to the problem of returning home late.

After holding it up like a big word for a while, Jin Bu could feel some uncomfortable sensations in his brain, and the snot clogged in his nasal passages was about to fall into his throat. In a matter of seconds, Jin Bu quickly relied on the strength of his back and waist to straighten his body. Looking at his facial expression, it felt as if he had something in his mouth. Digging his hand into his pants, he found that he had taken out a crumpled piece of toilet paper, put it in front of his mouth, and covered his snot that had been blocked all afternoon.

With the disappearance of this breathing problem, Kim Bu's mood has also improved a lot. I took the schoolbag that I put aside, and selected a few bags of pigskin chicken feet that looked relatively small in it, and prepared to send them to my father. Thinking that he might go out with Gu Yue every day in a few days, and not currying favor with his father now, in case he gave himself the autumn queen to settle accounts and limit the number of times he went out to play, it would be too much to lose. A calculating person would certainly not do such a stupid act.

A few steps away from the cloth in the blink of an eye, and still at the door of his father's room, Jin Bu could smell a super heavy smell of cement. This is also no way to lose, the place where his father works is destined to always have some smell of cement on his body, before Jin Bu only thought that it was the reason why his father did not pay attention to hygiene, but now he can only accept it calmly. At first, Jin Bu suspected that there might be a few pants and clothes in the washing machine that were not put in the washing machine at first, so he re-put the laundry detergent and stirred it for 20 minutes.

After this hype, when I cleaned my clothes, in addition to the bubbles, it was still muddy with water, and in order to be lazy, Jin Bu chose to perfunctory like this. Clear it three times, spin it three times and then prepare to dry. When it was time to dry his clothes, he finally realized the reason why the water was muddy, and there were dried cement lumps in the inner layer of his father's pants. The reason why I can now accept the smell of cement in my father's room is that the smell of cement has slowly accumulated in the room of my father's eldest cousin, who is an apprentice to my father, and Jin Bu reluctantly believes that these smells are common problems faced by workers in the construction industry.

"The old man brought it to you, you can eat." Jin Bu is similar to ordinary boys, he doesn't like to communicate too much with adults, especially when he feels indebted in his heart, he will speak very simply and concisely, and he doesn't want to say more than half a word.

In fact, the word old man logically says that Jin Bu should not be shouted casually, although in Sichuan dialect there is indeed a sense of father. But there is something wrong with the nature, such as the difference between the tiger and the dog in Mandarin. But this is not to blame Jin Bu, people of his generation know how to read and write a lot of Sichuan dialects, not to mention the analysis of the emotional colors in it. I know now because I learned about it when I was looking through the Sichuan dictionary in the library. It's been shouting for so long, and changing the name to call dad from the new will only make Jin Bu feel awkward and uncomfortable, so he keeps screaming like this.

My father's generation was also lacking in education, and he didn't understand the emotional color of vocabulary like Jin Bu. Even if you know, as a father, you will definitely not do something difficult for your son. The other fathers, Jin Bu, did not dare to guarantee that, at least he dared to guarantee that his father would not embarrass himself for a title. Although his mouth is often full of all kinds of problems of his father, such as smoking, drinking, and lack of hygiene, he feels that his father's education of himself is several levels higher than that of some of his uncles' children.

Until now, Jin Bu still feels that his eldest cousin and second cousin dropped out of school before graduating from junior high school to work, which is completely caused by his uncle's education style. Weak Yang was brought into the Internet café game hall by Jin Bu, and Jin Bu was brought into the Internet café game hall by his two cousins. The adults of the two families are very different about their children's Internet access, and Jinbu's father feels that as long as it is moderate, there is nothing that boys cannot experience, except for drugs. And Uncle Jinbu's opinion is that as long as he goes to an Internet café, he has to go home to see his face, and when it is serious, it is also a matter of punching and kicking.

Boys in junior high school are in adolescence, which is the time when the rebellious psychology is at its highest, and the more adults don't allow it, the more teenagers want to try. Jinbu's cousin is the most extreme, extreme to skip class and use living expenses to play games in Internet cafes. If it weren't for the school teacher, I don't know what the consequences would be. Although the second cousin is not so extreme, he must have been influenced by Uncle Jinbu's education method, and he felt that he would learn to be a cook with his brother-in-law in the third year of junior high school.

"I ate it, you can eat something and get some yourself." The pigskin chicken feet fell to the bed against my father's stomach, and my father just picked it up and looked at it, and then threw it aside. Seeing any expression on his swarthy face under the incandescent light, from a certain point of view, Jinbu's matter today is considered to be in the past.

"I'll have to get some instant noodles later, old man, do you want to eat some more, if you want to eat it, I'll soak more." Jin Bu, who was standing outside the door, saw that his father didn't say a word about his late home, and the words he had originally thought of were useless, so he prepared to go downstairs to make noodles with a polite greeting.

"I've eaten everything, and I'm not going to eat color. The Spring Festival is coming soon, and you should buy the sugar and melon seeds of this year's words or I will buy them. If you go and buy it, I'll give you the money, and then bring two lanterns. The volume of the TV was turned on very loudly, but it couldn't suppress the voice of my father, and the most fatal thing was that it was obviously discussing the content, but it felt like it was indeed ordering Jin Bu. If you speak to someone in this way, it will look like you are arguing to outsiders.

"Someday, how much money are you giving me. I wouldn't have gone if I hadn't. Jin Bu, who was going to go downstairs to make noodles, immediately dismissed the idea of yo-yo as soon as he heard that there was money to be made. Since his father began to take care of his own life, part of Jinbu's money comes from the guy who pays errands. Whether it is buying wine for his father or buying cigarettes, the rest of the money belongs to Jin Bu anyway, which can already be regarded as a tacit understanding between father and son.

And what is even more powerful this time is that the things I bought are not small items such as tobacco and alcohol, and at the same time, there is another point that my father usually buys tobacco and alcohol. Whether it's the price of a piece or a bottle, he probably fluctuates between what amount. However, my father doesn't know the price of sugar and melon seeds, so there is a lot of room for control. This kind of good thing is a good thing, but in order to expose his true intentions, he still has to pretend that he doesn't want to go.

"It doesn't matter if you go any day, we don't know if we want to join forces this year, you can buy it on the Spring Festival. But you still buy the lantern tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and it will definitely be hung on Chinese New Year's Eve. "The father has lived for so many years, if he can't even figure out whether his son wants to take on this errand or not, the father of so many years will not be in vain.

"Then do you want to buy some cupolas, or just buy a few firecrackers and put them off." The mention of Chinese New Year's Eve is easy to conjure up with fireworks, and when you think of fireworks, Jinbu easily recalls Christmas Eve not long ago.

"If you want to play the cupola, you can play it, didn't you go to play a game last year. Do you want to fight this year, I saw that the doll in the weak sun last year was set up by others to sell things at night, you don't want to learn. "There is a reason why my father reminded Jin Bu of this, last year it was because they went to the Internet café to play games all night with Shuangmu on Chinese New Year's Eve, and they did not receive the New Year money, and my father made it clear that if he went to the Internet next, this year's New Year money would definitely be lost.

"No, it's her sister selling, he's just going to play, and he doesn't understand this nonsense. I'll go down to instant noodles, and you can get me two hundred later, and I'll see if I'll buy it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." "Teenagers all over the world hate one person, and that person is called someone else's child. He was compared with the weak yang by his father, and Jin Bu must be uncomfortable.

If we continue to talk, there must be other unpleasant things in the future, so it is better to cut off this topic on the grounds that I want to go to dinner, and earn the errand fee by the way. At least in terms of seeking benefits for themselves, the weak yang is not comparable to the golden cloth.