My dad can accurately describe his life with three words: unreliable.

According to my second uncle, when I was four years old, my dad took me on a road trip and lost me. Later, the employee at the gas station on the highway called the police, and it turned out that my father forgot that he had brought a son with him after refueling.

When I was a little older and in junior high school, my dad signed up for a wilderness survival show organized by a TV station. Without a mobile phone or money, I went to live in the mountains for half a year.

The survival process was followed by the program team throughout the whole process, and every time I saw the school cafeteria playing this program, I couldn't wait to walk against the wall, for fear that someone would recognize me and say that the primitive person who ate loaches was my father.

My grandfather's ancestral tea business was almost ruined by my dad, and somehow my dad started pouring antiques on the head.

Maybe it's the time to go, or maybe the tragic experience of my childhood touched the heavens, and my dad suddenly became rich.

The more antiques are collected, the bigger the business becomes. The name "Grass Hall" has suddenly become a well-known golden sign in the antique industry.

In the past ten years, I have suddenly changed from a miserable second generation to a rich second generation.

But ever since my dad started dumping antiques, I have been spending less and less time seeing him.

At first, I could stay two or three times a week, but then I didn't see each other for ten days and a half months.

This time, it's good, and I actually played missing directly.

I sat down next to my mom to comfort her, and asked, "Before my dad left, nothing unusual?" ”

My mother is a southern woman, with a delicate temperament, and she will only cry when something happens, and it is inevitable that there are some details that she can't recall.

Her voice was hoarse, sobbing and recalling, "After dinner that day, your father and I were watching the news in the disaster area, and he also said that it was too dangerous to pretend to be sick and trick you to come back." As he spoke, he was going to call you, but then a courier came and he got the deal done. After that, he went to the study to ponder the broken books and bottles, and I cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, washed and went to sleep. When I woke up the next morning, I was gone, and I didn't bring anything with me to change my clothes, so I took my mobile phone and wallet, and I didn't even take the watch that I usually don't leave my body. ”

The more my mother talked, the more excited she became, and she was still sobbing at first, but then she simply cried.

I didn't have a clue when I heard it, there was no abnormality, and I didn't leave a word, just left without saying a word for a month?

"Did you call the police?" I asked.

My second uncle "called the police on the third day, and all the relationships that could be mobilized were transferred." The bank card has not been swiped, and the ID card has not been used. ”

I thought about it for a while, no matter where the people went, it would be useless to let such a large family wait here.

I gave everyone a peace of mind pill, sent people home early, and promised to notify them as soon as there was news.

My dad is missing, and these seven aunts, eight aunts, and uncles who can't be beaten are actually the most worried.

The poor in the downtown no one asks, and the rich have distant relatives in the mountains.

At that time, my father was a loser, and he only knew that no relatives in the family came to the door when he was enjoying flowers and teasing birds. Later, when I had money, I wished that when my light bulb broke, someone would ask a friend from abroad to send an import.

My uncles, aunts, and aunts all rely on the business of the cottage to support themselves. It doesn't matter if my dad is gone, those connections are broken, and everyone will have nothing to eat.

Among all the relatives, only my second uncle has been taking care of my family for so many years.

My second uncle was a high-achieving student, graduated from graduate school and entered a scientific research institute, did geological exploration, and gave my father a substitute driver when my father drank too much.

After everyone dispersed, it was just me and my mother left in the house.

My mom looked at the family photo hanging behind the sofa and sighed.

I didn't know what to say, so I went upstairs into my dad's study.

His bottles and cans, baby bumps-like things are afraid of light, so they wear blackout curtains all year round.

There were some tasting books on the desk, as well as an open box of cigars.

I remember that my dad's cigars were always kept in a special humidor, and the cigars were easy to dry out when exposed to air for a long time, and they would lose their taste completely after two to three months.

Could it be that there was some urgent situation that made him too late to put it back, or that he was so distracted that he ignored it?

I briefly flipped through my dad's desk and didn't find anything out of the ordinary.

There were no notes, no notes, and even the call records of the landline showed that no one called that night.

Just as I was wondering, I suddenly swept over a small cardboard box in the trash can.

It was obviously a palm-sized delivery box, which my dad opened and threw in.

The recipient wrote my father's name, Xiao Juntang. However, the sender's office turned out to be my name??

I don't remember ever sending any courier to my dad, so what's the name on it?

I quickly ran out with the box and asked my mom if I could remember what was in the courier my dad received.

My mother was stunned for a moment by my question, and after thinking about it, she said, "Okay, it looks like a copper coin, the size of a coin, and there is a boxy hole in the middle." ”

As soon as I heard my mother's description, I immediately took out the copper coin from my pocket.

"Mom, take a good look, isn't this it?"

"Yes, yes, that's it, I remember when your dad put away his baby, where did you find it?"

I immediately slumped on the couch with weak legs.

After a roar in the brain, there was a mess, what the hell is going on, where did this copper coin come from.

Why did my dad receive my courier thousands of miles away? Why did Hao and I receive exactly the same copper coins on the same night?

I subconsciously thought of someone, and I was very eager to see her. I subconsciously thought that it would be nice if the rest of the mind was there.

But I knew in my heart that maybe after the last time we said goodbye to the disaster area, the two of us would not have a chance to see each other again.

No matter what trouble I encounter in the future, I still have to rely on myself.

The sender's number was my mobile phone number, and I glanced at the address, No. 37, Jialing Street, Hangzhou.

I called Lao Meng and asked him to accompany me to Hangzhou and book two tickets to Hangzhou as soon as possible.

After finishing speaking, he quickly went upstairs to pack up a change of clothes and drove to pick up Lao Meng.

Before leaving, I didn't forget to tell my mother that she should always tell me about the family in the past two days, including who came and what she did.

Before my dad left, he was my god. Now that my dad is gone, I have to be my mom's support.

I can't be cowardly, and my family's business can't collapse.

After I picked up Lao Meng, Lao Meng was still confused.

"Why are you in such a hurry to go to Hangzhou, I even saved up for dinner in the evening."

"Didn't you listen to your dad?"

Lao Meng yawned, "What are you talking about?" ”

Lao Meng's father and my father are business friends, and it stands to reason that his family can't know about such a big thing in my family.

"My dad has been missing for almost a month, you don't know?"

Lao Meng's yawning mouth hadn't closed yet, and he shook his head, "I don't know, my dad hasn't been home for a month." ”

I just remembered that Lao Meng's father divorced his mother in his early years, and he greeted and greeted him in the business outside all these years, and rarely went home, so Lao Meng was also used to it.

Speaking of his father's and mother's divorce, it's quite oolong, Lao Meng's full name is Meng Wang Zhang, which is the name that Lao Meng's father insisted on. The whole family disagreed, saying that this name was too strange, and the three characters of Meng Wang Zhang were all surnames, and it was very awkward to put them in the name.

But Lao Meng's father said that Lao Meng's mother's surname is Wang, so he has to add the surname to his name.

Lao Meng's tutor can understand this king character, but he doesn't understand what it means to add a zhang after this king character.

Old Meng's father only said that it was too strange to call Meng Wang, and added another word casually.

Later, Lao Meng's mother didn't know where she heard about it, Lao Meng's father's first girlfriend's surname was Zhang.

No woman can stand this nest of anger, let alone Lao Meng's temper.

So Lao Meng became a single parent, and Lao Meng's father lost his daughter-in-law and lost his home because of a whim, and he has been beaten to the present.

So it's common for his dad not to come home for a month or two, and Lao Meng's heart is rough, and it's usually impossible to make a phone call to ask for warmth.

But my dad is different, my dad is extremely homely, and there will never be a month when he doesn't answer the phone.

Lao Meng was a little hesitant, as if he had something to say.

"Don't worry, I actually have everything in my heart."

"Did you think your dad ran away with someone?"

Actually, I didn't think about this possibility, but when I saw the delivery box, I knew something must have happened.

I told Lao Meng about the box sender and the copper coin, and Lao Meng was stunned after hearing it.

I sighed and said to Lao Meng, "Let's navigate the airport first, and then talk about it when we get to the place, maybe someone is there." ”

Lao Meng relieved himself at this time: "Huh? The airport? Don't go to the airport, go to the train station. ”

"You bought a train ticket??"

……

When I got on the train, I realized that Old Bombay is not only a train ticket, but also the slowest kind of old-fashioned green train in the train.

The car was full of instant noodles and smelly feet, and I could even count how many trees we passed along the way.

Lao Meng felt guilty and didn't dare to look at me, and explained stiffly, "Actually, you can't blame me, it's you who didn't explain it." You said you wanted to book the earliest ticket, and you didn't say you wanted a plane ticket. Then I saw that this is cheap and the time is just right...... In fact, it's good to enjoy the scenery along the road, you see the scenery outside, how beautiful. ”

I stared at him hatefully, "Old Meng, my dad is lost." ”

Lao Meng also knew that his explanation was out of place, so he cleared his throat in embarrassment, "Uncle Xiao Jiren has his own natural appearance, it's okay, it's okay, my dad also lost it, hahaha." ”

I didn't bother to talk to him, I just closed my eyes and rested.

Not long, the train stopped temporarily, and three people dressed as students came up, looking about the same age as me and Lao Meng, and the seats were right next to us.

These three people are two women and one man, both girls are very beautiful, one is lively and active, and the other is gentle and quiet.

The three of them were talking about the purpose of the trip, and I listened as if I was looking for something.