When my father saw me on that hill, his eyes were closed and his whole body was twitching. I quickly went over and picked me up, my whole body was so hot that I opened my mouth and bit him on the arm.

Although it hurt to crack my teeth, my father was happy at that moment, at least I had a little reaction and walked home quickly.

I have to say that my father was happy too early, and I didn't wake up like Dagang and jump around like no one, but I never woke up. My body temperature remained high, and I was just sleepy during the day, and at night it was my active period, lying on the bed with my hands and feet kicking around, full of nonsense. As for the hospital, no matter where they are, all the doctors have the same voice: if you have a cold, just take some cold medicine, why is this physique so bad. Hey, strange, why are there bruises on my body? You parents, don't beat your children at every turn, you see it's like this, our hospital can't find out what's going on. Didn't hit the head, did you? You won't be beaten into a vegetative state. Fortunately, there was no law in those days that children should not be beaten. My parents had no choice but to hide from my auspicious four treasures, took leave from work, tied me up every night, and accompanied me day and night.

Afterwards, my father summed up the incident and had a new view of women, saying, "When a woman sheds tears, it is like the mouth of a river, and one step forward is the sea, what is the sea? No wind and three feet of waves! What's more, one wave is stronger than the other! After that, there are rivers, which have a dry season and a rainy season, but they never stop. "That is what happened to me, and my father, who had been a little indulgent in the past, firmly surrounded my mother and supported my mother's leadership, and my mother said that he was one and the same, and my mother said that I would sit and eat, and he would never let me stand up and serve the meal.

Compared with my father, my mother's perception is much more practical, and at least it has benefited my three aunts. The mother said that after this incident, she realized that the quarrel was too stupid, and she had to think about how to restore the relationship afterwards, not to mention it. You just have to cry, and the more impassioned he says, the more earth-shattering you cry. Crying doesn't work? Explain that this matter is very important, as a wife, of course, you must stand up and fight side by side with your husband, otherwise what do you want to do?

No matter how deep their perception is, in short, my situation at this time is quite bad. One night, there was a similar sleepwalking situation.

That night, I suddenly opened my eyes and asked my parents, "Mom and Dad, why did you tie me up?" ”

When my parents, who had been at peace all day long, heard my very sober words, they were as happy as if they had just drunk a glass of wine when they were newly married. Quickly let go of the rope, my mother hugged me, and my father hugged us and cried for a while.

Then the two of them happily cooked. I climbed out of bed, walked straight out into the yard, and took a non-listening attitude towards their inquiries, picked up the soccer ball in the corner, and was about to go out.

"Where are you going?" My father blocked the courtyard door.

"Go out and play, you see they're waiting for me at the door." I replied very naturally.

But the parents blew up all of a sudden, where is there anyone at this door? My father grabbed me and ran home, but I cried out, "Come in, I'll come when I'm done." ”

"No one is allowed to come in." Mother's shrill voice.

Before they could tie me to the bed, I was already the same as before, stupid and stupid.

In very old times, there used to be a method of exorcism called salt blasting. People would collect something called Great Green Salt in the dry salt lakes. First, use cypress or pine wood to build a pagoda-shaped "pine canopy", put large particles of green salt in it, and light the pine canopy, and the green salt will explode, even louder than the sound of firecrackers. This is something that precedes firecrackers. It is believed that a bright sound will scare away all the demons and monsters.

At this time, my father didn't care if you were fluffy or not, picked up a large jar of green salt and threw it into the stove. The mother said that whether she could scare the little ghost away or not, she was startled anyway.

Naturally, I don't know about such a bridge. I just feel that I have been very happy during this time, and I am afraid that my family will be anxious, and they say that someone has already told my family, so don't worry. And then there's all kinds of games.

It's to go home once. Playing the same game on a regular basis was inevitably a bit boring, so I complained that it would be nice to have football.

"What is football?" Friends have said that they don't know what football is.

"Wouldn't it? You haven't even seen a football. Wait for me, I'll go home and get it for you. "It's a good opportunity to perform.

"Let's go with you." My friend doesn't want to leave me for a while.

"Okay. My house is very close to here. "When I arrived at the door, I asked my friends to wait at the door.

My parents were cooking, I said hello, and was about to go out with a football in my arms, but my father stopped me and told me to eat and play again, so I had to shout to my friends: "Otherwise, come in, I'll come after eating." ”

So my friends all went into my yard. The children's enthusiasm for new things is very high. I also played to the level that a coach should have, dividing people into two groups and starting to fight in groups.

But before I even touched the ball, there was a terrible noise in the room, and I felt like my head was going to explode. When I turned around, my friends screamed and ran out, and I unconsciously kept up with them.

Back on the hillside, everyone took a breath of relief, and accused me of being a liar, it turned out that my family was so fierce, and I hated my parents even more, so I immediately said that I would never go home again, and I would play with them here.

In addition to playing, I also wondered, don't they have family control? I couldn't help but ask.

There was silence in response, "He hates him the most, I hate him." One kid said so.

I was surprised by this answer, even though I sometimes hated parental discipline. But hatred is a very serious word, how can it be said so easily.

"He would beat and scold us every time he came over." A child said.

"Yes, it was a very hard fight, and the more we cried, the happier he became. And after he's gone, we'll all be so tired that we'll have to sleep for a long time. "Add an important reason to hate him.

"Wait, you're two family?" I asked.

"All of us are family, we have a common father." I was shocked, this number is a bit too much, more than a dozen.

"What about your mother?" I continued to ask questions.

"I don't know." A little girl replied.

"Why don't you ask?" These kids are too confused, I sighed to myself.

"We don't dare, it's okay if he didn't beat us to death, how dare you ask." Is it so fierce, I muttered to myself.

"Why don't you run away?" These guys are so stupid, I hate iron not steel.

"No, our home is here, we can't go far." Very helpless voice, but I was more puzzled.

"Hahaha, your mother doesn't want you anymore, only I will take you poor little ones in." While we were talking about the father, a shrill voice rang out.

Just this voice, the startled friends all shut up, and even had the sound of sobbing, and a trace of sadness surrounded their heads. Some tried to run away but were kicked back.

I finally met this very productive father. I couldn't help but laugh out loud when I looked at it. I've all seen the spinning top smoked by the grandfathers in the park, and this father's head is like the spinning top, but there is no upper cylinder, only a cone below, and the nose is the tip of the cone.

My laughter caught his attention, and he looked at me in surprise and said something inexplicable, "It's time for a long time." ”

I don't know what he is capable of, but when he opened his mouth, it occurred to me that in order to make the spinning top whistle, he often made a small opening on it, and this mouth is the small opening.

"You're not a gyro, are you?" I laugh without taboos.

"Gyro?" He chewed on the new title, and seemed to be very interested, and I looked at my friend proudly, as if to say: He is not fierce.

Apparently my pride didn't last long, and I was given a ticket, the kind that took off immediately, and when I landed on the ground, I had to sigh at how short the plane was. When I got up, I was already crying in front of me. How could this father do this to his own child, he grabbed a girl's hair in his hand and dragged it on the ground, stepped on the belly of the boy who had fallen to the ground, and kicked another child in the chin.

"Are you angry? Angry? Hate? He laughed and faced the grim eyes of all the children, "Yes, that's it, that's what it feels like, use all your strength to hate." "Throwing out the girl in her hand just knocked down a child who wanted to run away." Can't escape, forgot? Your home is here, and even if you flee to the ends of the earth, you still have to come back here, and never want to leave. ”

After saying that, he actually ripped off a child's arm alive.

"Stop, how can you do this to them, aren't they your own?" The anger in my chest was like drinking a bottle of Erguotou in one go, and putting a match next to my mouth and spitting it could become a pillar of fire.

"How could it be my own birth, they were just picked up by me. They are a bunch of orphans that no one wants, abandoned here, hated by everyone, including their parents. "Men are condescending." Oh, yes, so do you. ”

"I'll fight with you." How could I be so righteous and watch my friends being bullied, and actually say that my parents don't want me, I will kill him and break his body into pieces.

However, I was given another ticket, this time to fly farther.

I got up, and found that a faint black gas appeared on my little friend's body, and they all stood up, and I was immediately inspired by the cartoon rendering, and shouted: Burn, my little universe.

The man was even more excited, as if the actor had reached the apex in another industry in the same township as the small universe, "Come on, come on, don't suppress your anger and release all these resentments." "I watched as my little black universe was absorbed into the man's body, and then fell to the ground one by one, unable to get up again.

"It's kind of special." The man looked at me because I was still standing, and when he came to me quickly, he was about to arrest me.

When I was young, I could only watch, and I didn't have time to react. A hand grabbed the man's hand in my chest.