"If you talk about degree," Xu Xiaorou said, "I think my uncle is really saving sentient beings." How many people have been given health and even life by an uncle's knife. ”

The little girl was right. If the greatness of doctors is here. That's why I often tell you to be cautious about your surgery. My father said, "The reason why I say that people should be more grateful is that a person does not know how many debts he will owe in his life, and he does not know how many noble people he will meet to help him." ”

"Dad, your statement is very similar to Junqi." I said, "That's how Junqi sighed with me." ”

"Because I'm a student of Teacher Zheng." Hao Junqi said proudly.

"Speaking of similarities," Xu Xiaorou suddenly interjected, "Uncle, have you noticed?" I think Aunt Hao and Grandpa look very similar. ”

"What? Who do you say looks like me? My father became nervous inexplicably.

I was also surprised, "Really? I didn't pay attention. ”

Hao Junqi looked at Xu Xiaorou and then at my father, "Xiaorou, tell me, where are Auntie and Teacher Zheng similar?" ”

"Really," Xu Xiaorou was a little excited, "the more I look at it, the more I feel like it." Uncle, you see, Aunt Hao's eyes and Grandpa's eyes are just the same mold, and even the eyes are similar. And the nose. ”

I watched closely. Xu Xiaorou is right, Hao Junqi's eyes are really similar to her father's eyes, and the shape of the bridge of her nose is exactly the same.

"What is the little girl talking about?" Suddenly, the father roared, "What does it look like? Junqi and I are not related, how can we be so similar to what you said! ”

"Yes......" Xu Xiaorou's face immediately flushed, "I think ...... I ......"

"What are you doing here, Daddy? What are you yelling at Xiaorou? I said, "Xiao Rou has just been discharged from the hospital. ”

"How can you talk so nonsense?" My father was still huffing.

"You still say that? Xiaorou is not wrong, you are a bit alike. What does this person look like? Isn't it normal? You're really a little baffled. "I criticized my father.

"Uncle, I'm fine. Don't say grandpa. I'm talking a little nonsense. Xu Xiaorou comforted me in turn.

"Xiaorou, don't feel guilty," Hao Junqi said, "You children are very observant. It's not a bad thing that I look alike with Mr. Zheng. I would like to take a look in the mirror with Mr. Zheng. ”

"Don't listen to them, Junki." My father was even more embarrassed.

"It's really nothing," Ms. Hao said, "and I've always wanted to know who I'm like." In Qijiatun, many people say that I don't look like my father at all, and that I must look like my mother. And my mother died in childbirth, leaving nothing, not even a photo, and as time passed, my impression of her faded little by little, becoming more and more blurred, so that I couldn't remember what she looked like. Does Mr. Zheng remember what my mother looked like? Do you think I'm like my mother? ”

"Ah, this, your mother, oops, set sail." Father suddenly clutched his chest.

"What's wrong, Dad? Medicine, it must be medicine. Where's the medicine? ”

"In the bag." The father struggled to spit out a few words.

I hurried to find out the medicine my father was taking. Hao Junqi quickly handed over the cold boiled water.

My father swallowed the pill with boiling water.

A few of us, you look at me, I look at you.

My father's heart was too fragile.

Fortunately, my father recovered quickly, and he squeezed out a little smile, "Scare everyone." It's okay. This is a common reaction. It's okay if you have a quick-acting heart pill. It's okay, it's really okay. ”

"Would you like to go to bed for a while?" Hao Junqi still has concerns.

"No," the father waved his hand, "it's all right." You just said that your mother, oops, it's been so long, you don't have an impression, and I don't have an impression. But the shape of your face, the shape of your face, the tone of your voice is the same as your mother's. ”

"Really?" Hao Junqi smiled, "It seems that I really look like my mother." ”

"That's it. A person is not like a father, of course like a mother. Do you say no? Father said.

We all nodded.

"Well, why hasn't that girl arrived yet? Did you say hello to the girl when you set sail? It was as if my father remembered something.

"How can it be so fast?" I say.

"Then let's move on. Oops, when I saw Junqi, the floodgates of my memory opened suddenly. I'd love to tell you about my time at the East Gate. "My father felt guilty for interrupting everyone's conversation because of an upset heart.

"I love hearing it, too." Xu Xiaorou said.

"Then I'll move on. Xiaorou is really well-behaved. The father exclaimed, "I yelled at you just now, I'm sorry." People with a bad heart are easily agitated. In the more than ten years I have been in Dongmen, I have received great help from others twice. ”

Father reached for his teacup. The cold boiled water in his teacup had been drunk, and Hao Junqi hurriedly filled it up for his father from the glass pot of cold boiled water resting on the coffee table.

My father took a big sip of water and said, "First, when the brigade gathered us to study together. This concentrated learning is actually to concentrate us on the brigade to criticize and fight. Because our identity is not good. Junqi, this 'intensive study' is still your grandfather's words. ”

"Was it my 'intensive study' when I was twelve?" Hao Junqi asked (this happens to be what I want to ask), "Brother took me to the Luwan stage to see you, we saw you and Teacher Yan being scolded by people wearing sleeves, and they asked you to drag a brown rope to hang an old man." That was the year my brother and I went up to the Optimus Pillar Cliff. ”

"You're talking about the last 'intensive study' between me and Teacher Yan," his father subconsciously touched his gray beard, "What's the matter, you went to see that criticism?" ”

"Well," I said, "that's when my world turned upside down, and the thin man 'turned over and became a master' and began to torture me in every way and take revenge on me in a mad way." ”

"Hey, it's so miserable to talk about that old man. It wasn't the first time he had been criticized. Every criticism is always the harshest for him, because his identity is the most special. The man in the sleeve ordered me and Mr. Yan to hang the old man with a brown rope. You don't know that the brown rope is the most cutting of people's hands, and the fine fibers are very tough, and when they are cut into people's flesh, they will see blood. The whole body of the person was hung with a brown rope, and the brown rope was tied into the flesh, and the skin on the arms was worn out. ”

"Is it so miserable?" Xu Xiaorou could barely listen to it anymore.

"It's true, Brother Qihang and I can see it clearly." Hao Junqi said.

"And that's not all. The poor old man was hung in the air by us, about fifty centimeters above the ground, and the man in the sleeve kicked and kicked the old man wantonly. The old man let out a wail and swayed in the air. Every time he was kicked, a large mouthful of blood flowed from his mouth. The father stared at the window, as if he had gone back in time, "You may not know that we will be punished by letting us pull the brown rope. ”

"Really?" Xu Xiaorou's eyes widened.

"Listen to Mr. Zheng." Hao Junqi said.

"Didn't I say that earlier? The brown rope is easy to cut. The father continued, "How much force must be exerted to hang such a heavy person by a brown rope, and Teacher Yan and I used the strength of nursing to lift the old man." By the time the old man was hoisted, our hands were already bloody. ”

"I remember it was Junqi who reminded me that I noticed this." I added, "My heart tightened when I saw the blood dripping from your hands. I realized that this is called intensive learning. ”

"We men are better, we are usually used to hard work, we have more calluses on our hands, and we have a stronger tolerance; Afflicted your mother, their women's hands, skinn, this punishment is no less than the ancient torture for her. My father's heart was very sad.

"This is terrible, grandpa," Xu Xiaorou said, "you should tell us about the help you received." ”

"It's okay," my father relieved, "the first time this kind of 'intensive study' was in the fourth year of my decentralization to the East Gate, when you were two years old and Junqi was one year old. Because of my worst status, I was often taken out and criticized by people wearing sleeves. At that time, all the people in the village groups of the Luwan Brigade were gathered at the Luwan stage, and the person in charge of the brigade gathered the people wearing sleeves to criticize us and return the oil to the stage. As long as they are interested, they can always bring us to the front desk for criticism. If you don't go your way, you will be beaten. There's really no dignity at all. Once, in the winter of that year, the armhood-wearers had already criticized us several times, and when they got tired, they threw us into a pavilion behind the stage. The pavilion was full of wind, and we were cold and hungry. Junqi's grandfather was the team leader of Dongmen Village at the time, and he couldn't see it, so he discussed with another team leader in the village and planned to take me back to the village. The squad leader agreed. So Grandpa Hao went to the head of the brigade. The head of the brigade said: 'You have eaten tiger guts, in this case, you dare to lead people back?' Grandpa Hao said, "This person is a laborer in my village and a teacher at the school." Our village itself has little labor, and the school also lacks teachers, so if you don't take him back, you can't complete the production task, and there is no one to teach the baby, how can you do it? Besides, it's so cold, if you leave it here, won't you die of cold? ''You have to vouch for it.' Do you dare to vouch? ''I vouch. When the leader of the brigade heard that Grandpa Hao had guaranteed it, he agreed to Grandpa Hao's request, so Grandpa Hao and another team leader led me back to the village. Don't underestimate this behavior, it was a big risk at the time. That night, because Grandpa Hao took the head, everyone else was also brought back. If you don't take it back, you will starve to death if you don't die of cold. Why do I say that my Zheng family and the Hao family have formed a deep relationship? It's really because Grandpa Hao almost saved my life this time. So, I owe the Hao family a lot. ”

Hearing my father say this, I suddenly understood why he made a special trip to Yangjiang to see Hao Junqi. It's a kind of gratitude. I also understand why my family returned to the city years late. However, what is inexplicable is why the father came to Yangjiang without telling his mother? He could have brought his mother with him. Was it just that his mother was afraid that he would have a heart attack and not let him come?