None of us really know our father, but we all have some kind of speculation or some kind of trust. - [Ancient Greece] Menander

In the blink of an eye, the second year has passed, and with the arrival of the new century, I have also ushered in a turning point in my life......

During the New Year's holiday, my uncle got up early in the morning, and today he was going back to his aunt's house for New Year's Day, and I was too lazy to get up and roll on the bed, and my mother came out of the bedroom and called him: "Tao, I want to discuss things with my second sister today, and you will see your brother-in-law send us later." "Uncle's answer should be to go downstairs first to buy us breakfast." Mom, do I need to go together? "I don't really want to move in my heart, it's a holiday to lie down and watch TV at home~" It's okay if you don't go, mom has to do business today, I can't take you there, you play at home obediently, and let your dad come back at noon to take you to eat oriental fast food. I cheered and jumped up and down on the bed with joy. My mother laughed at me like a monkey, shook her head, and went straight to the bathroom to get dressed.

A family of four sat around the table, and during the meal, the man asked about the difficulties in his uncle's studies and whether there were any inconveniences in food, clothing, housing and transportation. The old man shook his head and said that it was very good, probably the dormitory of the health school would be built in March this year, and he would go to the dormitory at that time. The man hurriedly waved his hand: "Oh, my brother-in-law didn't pick you up, you just treat it as your own home, and you can live as long as you want." "Brother-in-law, it's good to move to the dormitory, and I can sleep more in school, right?" Uncle smiled and shirked, and then the two began to talk about a bunch of astronomy, geography, current affairs, politics and the like, I didn't understand, and I was not interested in it, so I turned a deaf ear.

After dinner, the adults left, and I was happy to watch TV at home, and when I was changing the channel, I happened to see an advertisement for an astronomical telescope, and I was fascinated by the space it described, and I thought that in the future I would have to ask my mother for this thing. So I didn't adjust the channel.,After the commercial, I wasn't interested in watching the TV series on TV.,I ran to play with the camera.,I didn't know how to look at the frame.,Just learn to take a picture of the east and the west.,Take a picture of the play.,Shoot boring and start the idea of the camera itself.。

When the camera is turned on, a flash will pop up in the upper left corner, and a press of the shutter will illuminate a large area, I blocked it with my hand and pressed the shutter, clicked, the light passed through my fingers, and the fingers were turned pink, I pressed the shutter again, and found that the flash was not lit, I thought it was broken, and I didn't dare to press it again, of course I didn't know that the flash needed to be charged, and the technology at that time took a little longer to charge. After the TV series was broadcast, it was time for commercials again, so I went to watch commercials again.

So back and forth, soon the morning passed, "Click" was the sound of the key inserted into the door, "Xiao Pengpeng, get dressed, take you to dinner." "The man opened the door and came into the house, smoked a cigarette at the dining table and waited for me. It's been more than half a year, he probably didn't think about how to get along with me, he was always silent about me, I also felt strange and respectful of his face that was not angry and arrogant, there was always something to say about the communication between us, and my mother had always made us a concoctor, and today the concoctor was not there, and we both seemed uncomfortable.

Sullen got dressed and followed him downstairs, the car was still parked at the door of the unit, and I wondered if the driver was there: "Where is Uncle Feng?" "It's okay today, I'll let him go home for the holidays, get in the car." It seems that I still have to accept the fact that I am alone with him. After passing through several streets and alleys, we came to the Colorful City, which is our "Wangfujing". Because it was a pedestrian street, the car naturally couldn't drive in, so I turned a few corners and parked on the side of the road.

After getting out of the car, he came over with a little hesitation, but eventually grabbed my hand and led me towards a food truck on the street. This is Oriental fast food, our well-known lunch box brand, now stores all over the city, and even in the provincial capital H City, who would have thought that in those days, they relied on this small caravan and bowls of red stewed meat (1) to make their fortune.

I got into the dining car, and it was time for the meal. The carport was dark and full of people, and now I would describe it as if I had entered the subway line 9 in the morning. I was thin since I was a child, squeezed into the sea of people like a stone thrown into the sea, instantly lost my way, drifted with the flow, the man took my hand and clenched it tightly, I looked up at him, saw that he was also frowning, looked down and met my pitiful eyes, sighed, and picked me up. This is the first time I have intimate contact with him, and I don't have the grandeur and sense of security I imagined, probably because I still can't accept this dad in my heart, and other men hug me and feel the same, my hands are very strong, and I am burning under the ribs.

The traffic was busy, and the chef could never cope with it without two brushes, and although the queue was shoulder to shoulder, the line in front of us was shortening at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon, another 4 or 5 servings were lined up to us, and the man held me sideways, so that I could poke my head out of the crowd: "Look, what do you want to eat?" I craned my neck and looked around, trying to avoid the sight of the people in the front row, and in a rectangular glass cabinet that ran horizontally through the body, there were all kinds of dishes in one compartment, and in my eyes there was not much difference, I don't know why it was so popular. I retracted: "It's okay, I don't know what to eat, I'll eat whatever you eat." "At this moment, it was our turn to cook, and the man reported a few names of dishes, and the chef prepared two boxes of meals in a few moments under his command. The man hugged me with one hand, laboriously opened the wallet with the other, took out a blue ticket (2) and handed it to the master, put the money back in the purse, and tried to take the lunch box, but to no avail. So no matter what was served on the glass case, I turned around and found a table with two empty seats and put me down before I had to serve the meal.

It's rare to see a man like this, he is always as steady as Mount Tai, and now he is in a hurry, and he looks a little embarrassed. Finally sat down, the man took the disposable chopsticks and broke them, handed them to me, transferred his hand to prepare his own, and habitually scraped the barbs on the chopsticks after breaking them. When the man saw me like this, he smiled and exchanged his chopsticks with me: "Eat it, this red stewed meat is a must-order when you come to his house, you can taste it." As he spoke, he pointed to the meat on the top half of my lunch box with his chopsticks. I shook my head: "I don't like meat." "It's delicious, you taste it, you look at me." After speaking, he took the lead in picking up his own share and sending it to his mouth, chewing it up.

Somehow, after watching him finish eating, I was really a little relieved, so I also tasted it, not to mention, it was indeed not bad, fat but not greasy, and the taste was heavy enough, quite suitable for my appetite. Seeing that I was obedient, the man was relieved and ate by himself. Usually, it's weird that the two of us don't talk to dinner now, my personality is like this, I can't stand the silence, if others don't say it, then I'll come, but what kind of topic to say? After thinking about it, a flash of inspiration flashed: "Dad, do you know the telescope?" "Dad used to be a soldier, of course he knows." After the great victory, I chased after him: "Have you seen it?" Is it possible to see far away? The man's eyes flashed, as if he was brought back to the time when he defended his family and the country: "Yes, why do you ask this?" I shook my head: "Nothing, I saw it on TV today." "What? Do you want to either? "My head shook into a rattle, although I wanted it in my heart, but I dared to ask my mother for it, but I never dared to talk to him. It was a good start, and then he started talking to me about how I was in kindergarten, and in short, the atmosphere of the meal was not bad.