"Yes, just like people, some people can't tell you what is good about her, but you just have to be her." Huang Yan straightened his legs, propped up the chair with both hands and said.

Huang Jia glanced at him and said, "You kid, tell me honestly, have you been in love recently, how can you say something so sour." ”

"Huh! Where is it, I'm still 108,000 miles away from falling in love, don't worry about me anymore, I'm not in a hurry, you don't have to be in a hurry, it's useless. Huang Yan whispered.

"Okay, okay, I'm not verbose, you think I'm annoying." Huang Jia said with a smile.

"Sister, you...... Aren't you going to tell me a little bit about your father? Huang Yan's tone softened a lot.

"Is that what you want to hear?" Huang Jia looked into his eyes and asked.

Huang Yan smiled and said, "You know, I just want to know what kind of person my dad is, so at least I have an impression of him, right?" It's not that he's a complete blank slate in my life. ”

Huang Jia put out the cigarette in his hand on the ground, then threw it into the trash can on the side and said: "Let's go, lose your temper while walking, and by the way, go to the convenience store across the street to buy a box of mosquito coils for my mother, there are mosquitoes at home." ”

The sister and brother walked side by side, Huang Yan is now much taller than Huang Jia, unlike when he was a child, he was thin and small, much shorter than Huang Jia, and followed Huang Jia everywhere like a fart.

"Sister, sister, where are you going? I'll go with you! "Huang Yan's voice has always been at home.

Huang Jia doesn't bother him, she takes him everywhere she goes, and always takes her younger brother when she goes out with friends.

"Our dad, he's not a good dad, he's not a good husband, to be honest, don't talk about mom, even I don't really want to mention him, I think it's a nightmare to mention it. Actually, it's not that Mom and I don't want to tell you something about him, we just don't think it's necessary to tell you, after all, it's not a good memory. Huang Jia kicked the pebble in front of him.

Huang Yan didn't speak, just quietly waited for her to continue.

"When I was born, I should say that the beating started from my memory, and the one I remember in his memory was always a fierce and vicious look, either beating his mother or drinking. Every day when he came home, his mother was so frightened that she hid under the table and didn't dare to come out. They all waited for him to sleep before he dared to sleep. Huang Jia's eyes were empty, and her thoughts seemed to drift to a far away.

"That's all I have about my father, to put it bluntly, I'm just an indirect person, and in this matter, my mother is the deepest victim. Later, my father had a car accident and was gone, and when he didn't have it, my mother was already pregnant with you, and I still remember that she was tired at that time, and she had morning sickness, and she couldn't eat, and she lost a lot of weight, except for the big belly, the rest of the person was thin. At one point we all thought you couldn't keep it. She continued.

"But my mother is so strong, she can't eat, so she forces herself to eat, and eats when she vomits, saying that she will save you no matter what. Then you were born, and we agreed not to talk about your father in front of you. In the hope that you can have a childhood without shadows. In fact, my mother has not had a good time over the years, it's not that she doesn't want to be happy, it's that there are too many things that need her to work, and she doesn't have the energy to be happy. You don't blame her. When she said this, her voice was a little choked.

Huang Yan didn't seem to have anything to do with him when he heard this, but in Huang Jia's heart, he didn't want to mention the painful past.

Speaking of which, compared with the things that my sister experienced when she was a child, her childhood was indeed cared for by her mother and her, perhaps, her mother's smiling face is not much, but she must be happy for herself in her heart!

"Sister...... I ......" Huang Yan's voice was also a little choked.

I don't know if it's because Huang Jia's emotions when he talks about these things, or because he feels sad for his mother and her, in short, his emotions seem to be the same as Huang Jia's.

"I'm fine, it's just that I haven't said this for a long time, and now I feel a little sad when I mention it, and it'll be fine in a while, but you, don't mention this matter in front of your mother in the future, every time you mention it, you're sticking a knife in her heart, you know?" Huang Jia instructed him.

Having already walked to the convenience store, she went in to buy mosquito coils, and Huang Yan was waiting for her to come out at the door.

The two of them were walking home together, and Huang Jia asked him, "Do you remember when you were a child?" I'm very timid.,Every time I walk this kind of night road, I'm afraid of it.,Always crying and asking me to hold your hand before I want to go.,I didn't expect the crybaby at that time.,Now it's grown so big.,Time flies really fast.。 ”

"Where am I like you say?" Huang Yan's dead duck mouth was embarrassed to admit it.

Huang Jia stuck out her tongue, and after a while she said again: "Boy, let me ask you a question, does the little girl Zhong Yu like you?" ”

"Whether she likes me or not, you should ask her, why do you want to ask me." Huang Yan's answer made Huang Jia almost want to kill him.

"What about you? Do you like her? Huang Jia simply asked him in a different way.

"Sister, it's not me talking about you, why are you like the two aunts in the park just now, you care about some gossip all day long, you still care more about your work!" Huang Yan pointed to her forehead and said!

"Who are you talking about, middle-aged aunt, you!" Huang Jia punched him in the back!

The two of them walked all the way with a smile, just like when they were children.

When they got home, their mother had already cut the watermelons and put them on the table in the living room, waiting for them to come back and eat them.

When I saw them enter the door, I smiled as if nothing had happened, and said, "Come back, eat watermelon, I bought it at noon, it is very fresh and sweet, come and taste it." ”

The two men responded, "Okay." ”

Huang Yan took a piece of watermelon and handed it to his mother and said, "Mom, you eat." ”

Mother took the watermelon, looked at Huang Yan and said, "Xiao Yan, I ......"

Huang Yan looked at her, she seemed to have made a lot of determination, bit her lip, and put the watermelon in her hand on the table.

Then he got up and walked back to the bedroom, and walked out with a thick book in his hand, which looked like a photo album or something.

"Xiao Yan, there are some things, Mom doesn't want to hide them from you for the rest of your life, since you want to know, Mom will tell you all today." The mother placed the album in her hand on the table and spread it out.

"Mom!" Huang Jia seemed to want to stop her.

"Xiaojia, it's okay, I'm ready, I can tell him." The mother nodded at Huang Jia, indicating that she had nothing to do with herself.

Huang Jia didn't stop any longer, she got up and went back to her bedroom.

My mother took out the photo album, which contained many pictures of my father and her, as well as many photos of my father when he was young.

It seems that she is ready to talk to Huang Yan about these things.

My mother opened the photo album, pointed to a photo of her and her father in front of Tiananmen Square, and said: "This is a photo we took together in front of Tiananmen Square in Beijing when we were still in love." ”

When she said this, her mother's face seemed to show girlish shyness, and she was a little shy.

Huang Yan listened to her quietly tell the story of each old photo, as if she and her father had walked those places again.

From the expression on her face when she recounted these photos, Huang Yan did not feel a trace of her resentment towards her father, on the contrary, her mother seemed to be telling very happy and beautiful things.

He didn't interrupt his mother, just sat beside her and listened to her tell about the past and feelings of those young people one by one.

He didn't understand how such a good man in his mother's eyes had become the man who made her tremble when she heard his voice?

"Xiao Yan, Mom doesn't want you to hate him, you've never seen him, so you take these memories that Mom gave you as memories of him, and don't think about the rest." His mother looked at him and said earnestly.

Huang Yan took her hand, and couldn't say a word for a long time, if you want to say that you pity the hearts of parents all over the world, this sentence really makes sense.

"Mom...... I ......" he choked up.

The mother touched his head and said, "Don't hate him, don't blame him, don't live with resentment against him." ”

He nodded, picked up the watermelon and handed it to his mother and said, "Mom, don't talk about it, eat the watermelon." ”

The mother and son sat on the sofa, watching a variety show, and eating watermelon together.

Huang Jia heard that there was no sound outside, and knew that her mother and brother had finished talking, so she walked out of the bedroom.

"Mom, what are you looking at?" She asked, looking at her mother and brother with a relaxed look.

"Sister, come and eat watermelon, the melon my mother bought is sweet." Huang Yan's eyes smiled like a crescent moon.

"Hmmm! Good! Huang Jia also showed a big smile on her face.

Probably from now on, the shadow that shrouded the house should dissipate from now on.

Since then, there is no so-called taboo when it comes to this man.

Happily sitting on the sofa eating watermelon, laughing at the funny variety show on TV, this is like a normal family.

Huang Yan felt very happy, this night, he seemed to have matured a lot all of a sudden.

Neither of them left again at night, and stayed at home with their mother for another night.

The next morning, as soon as I woke up, I smelled the smell of fragrant millet porridge, this familiar smell, how long has it been since I smelled this smell, Huang Jia herself can't tell.

I don't think I have smelled this since I went out to work.

Because I rarely eat and spend the night at home, I don't spend much time with my mother like this.

"Awake?" She walked out of the room and stretched, and her mother saw her come out, looked at her with a smile and asked.