Old Enkun took a deep breath, sat down tremblingly, pulled the poppy beauty to sit on his lap, and laughed: "Ah Gong is not crying, Ah Gong is happy!" ”

The little girl was suspicious, and used her little hands to help Enkun wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Old Enkun pointed at Shi Dazhuang and said, "That's your father, your father's good brother, he came to take you to the city!" ”

The little girl glanced at Shi Dazhuang vigilantly, lowered her head and did not speak.

Shi Dazhuang said: "Yes, is it okay for Daddy to take you to the city?" ”

"Don't go!" The little girl turned her head, leaned towards Old Enkun, and hugged Old Enkun's neck tightly.

Next, no matter what Lao Enkun and Shi Dazhuang said, she just didn't say a word.

Shi Dazhuang spread his hands helplessly and looked at Aoki with a pleading look.

Aoki shook his head gently at him, signaling him not to rush.

This kid is obviously very repulsive to outsiders, and he is not close to anyone except Old Enkun. At this age, the more stubborn and stubborn the character, the more likely it is to induce depression.

Children have no parents since they were young, and they live a different childhood from ordinary people, and if they can't get venting and guidance in time for long-term depression, helplessness and loss, it is easy to cause psychological and personality distortion.

Old Enkun sighed and said, "The girl is bitter in her heart! ”

At this time, many people came to the courtyard of Enkun's house one after another and began to work on lunch at noon.

"Enkungong, I'll slaughter the chickens at home!"

"Enkungong, I went down the net at night, just picked it up and took a look, guess what? Three big green tails! ”

"Enkun Gong, I moved two jars of wine, and when Hazi Shayazi's wine is not dry enough, I will dry mine."

……

Old Enkun sat up, and while socializing with the people who came, he filled the cigarette stick with shredded tobacco. Shi Dazhuang took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it over, and Old Enkun stubbornly lit his cigarette stick and said, "I can't eat that." ”

From the moment the first man came in with a chicken, the poppy came down from the lap of old Enkun, and stood silently for a while, and when he saw that there were more and more people, he bowed his head and went into the house alone.

Aoki said hello to Old Enkun, patted Shi Dazhuang on the shoulder and said, "I'll take a look." ”

The back room is dark and sold, with old pictorial posters from the last century plastered on the walls, and a certificate of award in an inconspicuous place.

The poppy entered the room, and lay down on the old-fashioned Eight Immortals table with a missing corner, her chin resting on the crook of her arm, and her eyes looked at the wood grain on the table, not knowing what she was thinking.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of tapping.

It sounded a little strange, like the sound of someone's heel not being lifted and the sole of the shoe lapping on the ground.

But the sound of cloth shoes is duller than it, and the sound of straw shoes is more rusty than it. She had also heard the sound of Sha Yazi's leather shoes worn back from working in other places, and it was a crisp sound.

It was a footstep sound she had never heard before, with the rhythm of music, hitting the human ear like a drumbeat.

Curious, she turned her face to see the man who had come with Big Daddy walking in.

She doesn't like Big Daddy, because Big Daddy is Daddy's brother, and Daddy is a bad person, so Big Daddy is also a bad person, and everyone who comes with Big Daddy is a bad person.

She didn't know why Daddy was a bad person, anyway, everyone said so. The classmates said so, and the teachers said the same. When she is not well-behaved, teachers and classmates will beat her because she is a bad person's seed, and they say that the bad person's seed should be beaten.

Sometimes, when she is obviously very well-behaved, they will also complain to the teacher that she is not well-behaved. The teacher decided that she was not well-behaved and punished her for beating her.

She hates going to school.

The sound of tapping and tapping stopped. The man stood by the wall and looked at the award on the wall. It was the only certificate she had ever received, and there was an essay on her award next to it.

The title of the essay is "My Bad Daddy".

That was the last time she mentioned her daddy in front of anyone.

She thought that admitting that she had a bad father would stop bullying her.

But no!

Since then, she has never mentioned her father except in her diary.

She pulled out a brand-new little book with a beautiful cover from her worn-out yellow bag.

This little notebook was given to her by her mother on her first day of school. Every time she took it out, she felt as if she saw her mother, and the beautiful cover was like her mother's face.

She gently stroked the cover of the notebook and carefully opened it—this world of her own.

……

The man with the head of the chicken coop is coming, what is he going to do?

Want to peek into my diary?

Hum!

The poppy held her diary tightly with her arms to prevent him from reading it.

She secretly looked out of the corner of her eye, only to find that the man was gone, and she didn't know where he had gone.

Perhaps, go out!

She sighed softly, her tense nerves had just relaxed, and suddenly she saw someone next to her, sitting on a bench with her.

Startled, she instinctively clutched the journal and looked warily at the man beside her.

"Your name is Poppy?" The man asked.

The poppy pursed her lips and did not speak, and hugged the diary tighter.

"Did you know that there is a flower called poppy?"

The poppies, of course, knew that their name was the name of a flower, but they all said that it grew like a poppy and was a poisonous flower.

She had seen poppies, but not poppies.

"Did you know that there is a song called Poppy?" The man asked again.

Poppies don't know what words are.

The man chanted:

"When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past? Xiaolou had another east wind last night, so the country could not afford to look back at the moonlight.

The carved fence and jade masonry should still be there, but the face has changed. How sad can you be? Just like a river flowing eastward! ”

The poppy was silent.

She couldn't understand the meaning of the poem, but every word that came out of the man's mouth was like a stone falling into the surface of a lake, causing ripples in her heart.

A faint melancholy rose from the bottom of her heart, like the fog on the surface of the lake, fluttering and unpredictable, but it became thicker and thicker, so thick that it could not be dissolved.

Those days in the past—the days with my mother, the days when I saw my father once in a while...... Like a comic strip, one by one flips through in front of your eyes.

She misses her mother.

She gently placed the diary in her arms on the table, and stroked the cover of the book with her hand.

Suddenly, there were ripples on the cover, like ripples of water.

In a hazy glow, she saw her mother's face.

Mom was smiling at her, her face young and beautiful. She remembers that when she was lying on her mother's back and clamoring to go to Yanma Street in Mangdian to buy candy, her mother was so young.

Later, my mother became sick and old.

The light and shadow on the cover were still changing, the mother's smile gradually disappeared, and the plump cheeks began to thin, and slowly, only the wrinkled and sallow skin remained, like an old yellow paper covering the skull.

A crystal drop of water falls from the sky and falls on the cover.

She gently opened the journal, and on the title page were a few crooked lines written in pencil. It was the night after my mother died, and she lay on her mother's coffin and wrote-

Mom died

I want to die too

If you die, you can be with your mother forever

But when you die, you will see your father

I hate Dad

So I can only live