In the garbage dump, a few poor old people bent their backs, gathered together in twos and threes, and put the waste cardboard boxes and broken copper tiles on the large scales.

While busy, their cloudy eyes did not forget to look at the young man's shaking shoulders from time to time.

In the middle of the venue, Liu Xingliang's hands were already red from the cold.

He didn't understand why some people were born happy, but he seemed to be living in a swamp quagmire.

For as long as he can remember, his father loved to drink a few sips at mealtime, and when he grew up, the family opened a shop to repair electrical appliances, and the conditions were much better, and his father changed from drinking small wine to drinking big wine.

After drinking too much, he picked up an ashtray and smashed him on the head, slapping him with a nosebleed, and then saying that it was common for him to lose his memory after drinking.

At that time, if he resisted, he would kneel down at every turn and scold him for being unfilial.

So from the sixth grade of primary school to the time before his parents divorced, he could even conclude that when he was beaten, the least painful thing was the slippers and then his hands.

Wooden hangers, the wooden hangers can break three at a time when they are beaten violently, and the towels dipped in water are pumped up with the sound of wind.

There were also chopsticks, which didn't hurt too much, but he thought it was insulting, because it made him just want to pick up the rice and didn't want to reach out for the vegetables anymore, and finally the belt.

He thought that if he told others, those who didn't know would think that he had done something rebellious, but he had never done so.

It's just that my father doesn't know how to pretend to understand, he retorts a little, or he doesn't need a reason at all, as long as the father is in a bad mood, it is abuse, swearing, and hands.

It was in such an environment that my mother was beaten by herself, and my mother was beaten countless times in order to protect him.

Liu Xingliang felt that he had to work hard to study for his mother, and he hated his surname Liu if he was far away from his father in the future.

Later, Dad drank heavily again and got into a fight with hooligans, went to the detention center, came out and went to the hospital, and Mom took this opportunity to divorce him, and to be honest, he was really happy at that time.

They left Daxinganling and came to this prosperous provincial capital, where they met Aunt Su, whose mother often mentioned her good life.

He still remembers that when they met for the first time, he was timidly standing behind his mother, and when he saw the fat girl named Jiang Nan, he was very envious at a glance, because he could see that the fat girl had a tall and good father who loved her, and the house was very warm, and the girl ate less, and her father followed behind to coerce and induce disguised businessmen.

Just when he was ready to go to the worst school, what he didn't expect was that he thought that he and his mother were going to depend on each other, but his mother said: Liangzi, go to your grandmother's house to study, your mother will earn a lot of money, five years, five years, your mother must let you live a much better life than those children who look down on you.

Do you know how sad he was to hear that?

How can it be so simple to make money, my mother has worked hard, thank you, he was ashamed to say this, and went to his grandmother's house with a box and wiped his tears.

When he got there, his grandmother's family had several grandchildren, and his grandson was marginalized, and he often couldn't eat at the table, so his grandmother's family often scolded him at every turn:

"Your father doesn't want you anymore, he won't give you a penny of child support, if it weren't for your mother seeing you pitiful, you would have starved to death now.

You're just a drag bottle, how nice it would be if you were a girl, your mother can still find a home, who dares to marry her now? People have to be afraid that they will have to marry you a daughter-in-law in the future.

Let me tell you Xiaoliangzi, don't lose your conscience, I have to give you a few uncles to support you in the future, why should we take care of you.

Liangzi can't do it, according to my eldest grandson, what can he do, don't starve to death if you give food, don't learn from his dead father to drink a lot of wine and go to prison in the future. ”

He can recite these words that his grandmother often repeats, but he has never mentioned them to his mother once, for fear that she will worry. He will only study harder, and every time he receives a call from his mother, he can hear his mother telling him on the phone:

"Ryoko, mom is this side. Your father is not a person, you are his son, he doesn't give a penny, he would rather have a house than you, and his mother wants you not to have a house.

Son, you must fight for your mother, you must have a good life, if you are a child with a conscience, you can't contact the surname Liu, and I will change your surname when Ming'er goes to high school.

I'm unwilling, I can't sleep in the middle of the night, thinking of the past years, I can be angry heart attack. I asked him to destroy me, why did I marry such a thing, what kind of life did we live in those years, if you recognize the father who ruined our mother and mother one day, you don't recognize me as a mother. ”

Slowly, the more he listened, the more he hated, how could he not give a penny to his biological father, and let his mother raise him alone and independently? Would you rather have a house than him?

So much so that a few years ago, when my father suddenly appeared at the door of his grandmother's house and was beaten by several uncles, he saw with his own eyes that he didn't blink.

But only he knows that although he hates that person to death, that person is so bad, so bad that when he was beaten, he wanted to resist and beat him, but when a group of people from his grandmother's family teamed up to beat his father, he was still sad to death, but he had to endure it, afraid that his grandmother and his mother would sue, and that his mother would say that he was cold to him.

He heard his father cry bitterly and cry out to him:

"Liangliang, Dad knows it's wrong, you come home with me, let's spend the New Year together, your grandparents miss you and want to be sick.

Dad is gone, who will you go to to the parent-teacher conference? Dad can't sit in front of those parents anymore.

I'll give your mom money, Dad has always asked you not to have money, don't look at me beating you, your mother's mouth is vicious and ruthless, since marrying me, I don't really want to live with me, I just drank with fire, I thought about starting to subdue her, she can't run and bump with you.

Son, Dad is leaving, I can't afford to drink in that place, so I'm going to earn money for you to marry a daughter-in-law in the future......"

He felt really relieved when he heard this, his father had beaten him to death again and again, and he had to marry him a daughter-in-law? It's ironic.

But now......

The teenager in the middle of the venue was already crying, with a handful of snot and tears bowing his head, tears falling on the upper of his shoes, and something more ironic appeared.

Mom is not strong and independent, not that life is not easy, it is the husband of Aunt Su who robbed them of help, and her mother really thought he was dragging oil bottles, so she let him go to grandma's house to study.

Mom really loves money, she shouldn't have told her grandmother's family, Dad gave child support and gave tens of thousands, so what is it for him to endure the scolding of his grandma's family?

Dad went abroad, the person who always doesn't know how to pretend to understand anything, and who knows that he bragged about going home to beat his wife and children when he drank a little wine, this time he didn't lie, the house was sold for money, and he didn't not raise him.

Liu Xingliang didn't know what he could do at the age of fifteen and what he should do next. Because he needed someone to feed him and read for him, he didn't know where to use his bravery and how to do it.

The more he cried, the colder his heart became, and he only felt that the biggest lie in the world was that parents would love their children unconditionally, and even if there were, it was their self-righteous conditional love.

I have an ignorant idea in my heart, it's better to go to my grandparents, and I don't want to be kidnapped by "I'm your father, I'm your mother" anymore.