One Hundred Years (1)

My name is Jock, and I have a loser dad.

Other people's families are happy families of three, but since I was sensible, there were only two people in the family, my father and me.

The house is rented, and the foreign debt is heard to be more than 100,000 yuan.

I don't know where the foreign debt came from, but there is no one to collect it.

Because of Dad's appearance, he really can't get a penny.

Qiao Feng's life can only be described as mud that can't support the wall.

I don't know why my dad became like this, or when he became like this.

Before my grandparents said that woman came, my father was an extremely motivated man. When the woman came, it was as if everything had changed.

For as long as I can remember, it seems like he hasn't had a normal day.

This abnormality is not crazy, but it is better than crazy.

Have you ever seen a drunken maniac? That kind of real drunken maniac?

I still dream about that scene in my dreams, that scene called a nightmare.

Dad spent the night frantically rummaging through every corner of the house just to find a few banknotes or coins. Even something that looks like it's worth a few bucks and then runs out for money to buy alcohol.

The word "four walls" can be made up by mentioning it when I was in school.

Not because of anything else, but because of my dad.

As long as he has money, he will take the money and go to the nearest place to buy the highest and largest amount of alcohol he can buy. After that, I came back and drank it all in one go, and fell asleep groggily.

It was as if he was the only one in the world, and I don't know how I came to be when I was a child.

No one knows what he dreams of, and if it weren't for my grandparents, I wouldn't know what I would be in the future.

It was my grandparents who saved me, and they finally couldn't stand it anymore and took me to their house.

All my understanding of my parents came from my grandparents' conversation after dinner.

One of the things I remember the most is when my grandmother said that a few years ago she saw my dad dig out seven dollars from the house.

At that time, a can of beer cost two or three yuan, and seven yuan could only buy two cans at most. With my dad's drinking, there's no way to get drunk.

The cheapest liquor at the same price is 125 ml of Lao Baigan, and a bottle of six yuan is a matter of two sips for Dad.

There was no way to get drunk at all, so my father spent six yuan to buy a bottle of Wang Zhihe's cooking wine in order to be drunk.

There were also two lighters home, yes, the kind of cooking wine used for cooking. Cooking wine, rice wine, Huadiao brewing. The flavoring agent used in cooking dishes is mainly used to remove odor and enhance flavor.

This kind of thing is the largest and highest alcohol that can be bought for six dollars, and then Dad is in front of Grandma. I opened the lid of the cooking wine, sandwiched the bottle between the table and the wall, and heated it with two lighters.

It wasn't until the whole bottle was hot and ready to drink that I remembered it when my grandmother talked about it.

When I was a child, I could always see my dad crouching in the corner and lighting a lighter, and I never knew what he was doing.

I didn't even know why I wanted to heat up cooking wine until I bought a bottle of cooking wine when I was in junior high school. When it's cold, it's spicy and you can't drink it at all, and I guess only a drunkard will burn it hot and drink it.

In order to get drunk, Dad seems to be able to do anything.

When I was a child, I never understood why my father became like this, or who the woman in my grandparents' mouth was.

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