Chapter 29: The Drum Journey (1)

In the beginning,

You gave me a warm meal,

What I give you is a father's call.

Later,

What you want is a thank you,

All I want is an apology.

In the end,

You say people never find you,

I said when people would find me.

My rebellious period has arrived, but I don't want to alienate my relationship with my mother because of it. Finally waited for the winter vacation, I thought I could talk to my mother, but my mother was busy with work all day long, and it was easy to see people at night and rest early because of fatigue. A month later, when my mother had finally done everything and offered to take me to the southern mountains, I naturally agreed.

"Ah, the air in this mountain is just different, it smells so good."

"Hey, you say, isn't our area next to the mountain, there is not such good air."

"What kind of place is we, next to the mountains and the city, how much do you emit every day? Can the air be good? ”

As soon as I got out of the car, several aunts in the company began to talk about a new topic: air. My mom and I started to breathe heavily after we got out of the bus exhaust loop.

"Go into the mountains, the air inside is better. It's easy to walk around after work, it's a pity that your dad doesn't come. Mother said.

"It's finally just the two of us, and you still have to mention him!" Because I still remember the quarrel with my father a few days ago, my tone is a little rushed.

"He's your dad after all." The mother's tone was tentative.

"I'm his son after all! Did he take care of me when he beat me and scolded me? ”

My mother was stunned when she heard my sudden turn of anger, and said randomly angrily, "What are you doing? Did you go wrong with the play? How do you do it every time! I'm so annoyed that I'll never come out with you again. ”

"You and I have the ability." I sneered and walked past her. Thinking back to the events of that day, if it wasn't for her, I would have been able to fight back, she didn't know where to watch when I was beaten, and once I wanted to fight back, I would come up and stop me, and persuade me to "fight"!

I turned on my phone to check the time, and the news of a man abusing a child jumped into my eyes. In the dim corner, a four- or five-year-old child with a face that could not be seen clearly was wearing black clothes that could not be seen clearly, and the exposed parts of his skin were full of bruises and purple scars, which made people's hearts sour when they looked at it. The poster said that the child in the picture was the biological son of the abusive man, and seeing this paragraph made me believe that there was a grudge in the previous life, and the father and son in this life.

"You can't let this kind of person spoil the good mood of playing." I shook my head. Look at the time is two o'clock in the afternoon, hey, the sun is just right, basking in the sun to supplement calcium, to make up for my small body in the dormitory all day.

Walking into the mountains, it is a primitive natural scene that has not been transformed by the developer, the original scenery makes us feast our eyes, and the primitive roads can make those of us who are used to walking flat roads. It was easy to walk to the house where I was staying, and it was already dark.

My mother forgot the unhappiness when she first came, and took the initiative to talk to me: "Go slower, my mother can't catch up with you young people, old and old." Xiao Drum, do you say that Mom is old, why is she tired first? ”

"You're forever young."

"Oh, I'm really good at talking. Hey, come in, what are you looking at? ”

"A child."

"Which child?"

It was a child at the door of the house, four or five years old, and it was already dark, but he was alone at the door.

"Are you a kid of this family?" I asked him.

“······” He doesn't speak.

"Come in, we're travelers, not bad guys." At this time, I thought that this little boy was the son of our home, and when I saw that there were so many people in the house, I hid in the door.

I was relieved to see him come in, and then went into the house to eat.

When I was almost full, I saw the little boy again, and his face was not red by the wind like the other children in the mountains, but white and pure. Still cowering, standing at the door of the restaurant, staring at the food in my hand, I thought he was hungry. Seeing his longing eyes, I suddenly picked up a piece of chicken with pity and asked him, "Do you want to eat it?" ”

He walked up to me, but he didn't say or move.

"Come, brother, feed you, ah-"

Only then did he pick up the piece of meat and put it to his mouth, as if he had licked it and put it down again.

I was so impressed by his behavior that I went back to eating.

"Big brother, are you here to play?"

"Hmm."

When I got to the bedroom, I saw that the house was still clean, and I slept peacefully for the night.

The next morning, I saw the little boy again, standing at the door of my bedroom, this time not cowering. He didn't speak, and I didn't know what to say, so I packed myself up and went on a tour of the mountains with my fellow travelers.

Today's sky is cloudy, because I am afraid of rain, so I am playing nearby. After walking for a while, I realized that the little boy was following us. He seemed to want to speak but didn't dare, I looked at him, and he felt that he had gotten approval, so he slowly stepped forward.

"Big brother, are you going to the back mountain?"

"It's cloudy today, and my brother won't go."

"Oh." He looked a little lost.

"Kid, how old are you?"

"Seven years old."

Is it already seven years old? He looked like he was five years old.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Zhong'er. What is your name? ”

"I'm called the snare drum."

Since then, I have become much closer to the little boy, and he has become more talkative. I would feed him sometimes, and he would always eat very little, almost just licking.

That's when I'll say, "You've eaten so little, no wonder you're so small." ”

He didn't speak, just looked at me pitifully.

Occasionally, my hand touched his face, and it felt cool and soft to the touch.

"Big brother, don't your children like to eat?" I met the host and asked him. Girls have maternal feelings, and I guess I'm a father.

"Ah, which child?"

"The seven-year-old one, that one is called ······"

"I don't have a seven-year-old child." He looked at me quizzically.

"Whose house is that? Coming here often. ”

"It's a neighbor's."

I couldn't go out on cloudy days one after another, and I played with Zhong'er all day long, so my mother was a little dissatisfied.

"Why don't you talk to me?"

"Aren't you busy chatting with a few aunts?" I asked rhetorically.

"Tomorrow it should be fine, let's go farther."

"Okay."

The next day, Zhong'er suddenly said to me, "Brother Xiaogu, I'm leaving." ”

"Where to go? Not with me? ”

"No, I'm from another group of travelers."

What a strange boy, three days, did his parents just let him run around? What do I want to say, but a boy who has only been friends for three days after meeting in Pingshui, it is time to separate, what am I hypocritical?

"Brother Xiaogu, you will go to the back mountain today."

"Yes, I always hear you talk about it, what's fun?"

"It's not fun, it's scary in there."

"You told me to go on an adventure." I scoffed.

"Hmm." He nodded in understanding.

"Brother Xiaogu, the sky is going to be clear, Zhong'er is going to say goodbye, you must go to the back mountain." As he walked out the door, he didn't forget to turn around and instruct.

"Okay."

Back Mountain.

It's a barren place, eight hundred years old and as tall as a straw man. I regretted seeing this situation, if I hadn't promised Zhong'er what I would do in Houshan, I thought there was something fun.

"Let's go, haven't you heard people say there's nothing here? You don't have to come and see it. Mother urged.

"Let's go back." I really don't want to stay any longer.

The mother was walking in front, and she was still nagging: "I said I wouldn't let you come, you have to come, what is the result?" So for later······ Oops! ”

The mother suddenly fell into a ditch.

"Oh, mom, what's wrong with you?" I forced a smile to help her.

But when I saw my mother pick up the black and unknown thing she was holding in her hand, she looked at it, and let out a sky-shattering scream: "Ahhhh ”

I got closer and saw that it was a human hand bone, which was not terrible for me as a medical student, but how could it appear in the back mountain where the grass was overgrown. I immediately called the police and helped my mother, who was limp to the house. The news in the mountains spread faster than I thought, and at night I heard several eldest sisters of the owner's family talking about it.

"Have you heard, that Zhong'er of the Wu family taught his father to be killed, and the body was also taught to be burned by his father and thrown away."

"What? Really, where did you hear about it? ”

"It's not my nonsense, just in the back mountain, the police are coming."

"This Wu Fei is really a brute, such a good son was killed."

"Isn't it, it's evil, how distressed it is."

"So why? How could such a young child be killed? ”

"It's said that Wu Fei didn't think he had heard of it."

"Boys, they're all skins, and you can't do this ruthless if you don't hear about it."

"If you want us to say it, it's revenge on the, which of us hasn't beaten me? Which one have you heard of killings? ”

"I'll tell you, I'm sorry to be defeated at this point. I knew that Wu Fei was like this, and when I got divorced back then, I had to snatch my son over. ”

"She must have thought that Wu Fei could hurt her son, otherwise, she couldn't let him be a mother."

"Didn't Wu Fei beat the child once or twice, don't you know at all?"

"I heard the is here, we don't know what's going on."

"Alas······"

Zhong'er! I opened the previous child abuse news and pulled down, and when I saw that familiar face, it dawned on me, it was him. Knowing that Zhong'er is a ghost, I don't have a trace of fear of him, but sadness for human nature and distress for him. How unwilling is he to stay in the world after death? And how desperate is it to turn to a stranger for help? How much did Ufei hate his son to beat him to death? How mad is it to burn the corpse and destroy it? I don't dare to think about it anymore.

When we got home, my father greeted us at the door for the first time. "I think I should apologize to you, what happened that day······ It's my fault as a father. ”

The tip of my nose is a little sour, and that's what I've been waiting for! Over the years, he has done a lot of wrong things, but I have never heard him apologize to anyone.

He seemed to have exhausted his strength when he said this, and when he finished speaking, he lowered his head and looked to the side.

"Thank you, Dad."

I stretched out an arm and put it on his shoulder, his body trembled, and then put one hand around my neck, patted me on the shoulder with the other and said, "Let's stop being so noisy in the future, ah?" ”

He also wants to restore the father-son relationship between us?

Father, heh!

In the beginning,

I got the meal I needed,

You've got the calling you want.

Later,

I never said thank you again,

You never said sorry again.

In the end,

People have found you,

But he can't find me again,

None of us got what we wanted.

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