My name is Jing Xing, and the people in the village said that Old Man Ji went out for a year 18 years ago, and there was no news, and no one knew where he went or what he did. I know that one day, he came back quietly and brought back a child who had just reached the full moon, and that was me. The people in the village talked a lot about my appearance and pointed fingers. Nice to hear, bad to hear, the old Ji Tou ignored it completely, and put all his energy on me. Babbling and toddler, until I grew up and remembered, I was sent to school. In my memory, my father was a taciturn man, just like the peasant men in the village, busy with the little work in the field every day, leaving early and returning late. What he said to me the most was: "Jingxing, you have to go to school hard." "Until one day, this honest man lost his temper for the first time in my life.

On that day, I walked home alone after school as usual. The children in the same village in the back pointed at me, what wild seeds, abandoned by their own mothers or something. I don't really care about these at all, from the bottom to the biggest, I've long been used to listening to them. My dad told me, don't pay attention to it, the more you pay attention to him, the more energetic you get, I have a father. Until someone said: "My mother told me that Old Man Ji committed an accident outside and stole someone else's daughter-in-law, Jing Xing was born as a wild seed, and he was afraid of being killed, so he escaped and hid in the village, not daring to go out." "Saying that I can, my father, who has worked hard to raise me since I was a child, why is he so slandered behind their backs. Unable to listen any longer, I angrily rushed at them and scuffled with the boys. Later, I heard others say that I was like crazy that day, my eyes were red, I waved my fists angrily, and my mouth repeated over and over again: "Let your mouth be cheap, my mother gave birth to me and died." "It took a long time to pull me away. Listening to the scolding of the children's fathers and mothers, I stood there stubbornly, staring at them fiercely. My father came from the field, and looked at me with a bruised mouth, a bleeding nose, unwiped blood on half of my face, and a gray shirt. The pupils constrict violently. The fists were clenched. Squatted down and stroked my head, and asked me softly: "What's the matter?" Just a few words, I couldn't hold back any longer, tears remained, and said aggrievedly: "They said that I was the wild seed you stole from someone else's daughter-in-law." My dad said, "Yes, dad knows." Straightened up, the temperament of his body changed suddenly, and his eyes like sharp knives glanced around coldly. The frightened people around them took a few steps back, not daring to look at them. said expressionlessly: "I'll repeat it today, the child was bleeding heavily during childbirth and was not saved, I am his father, let me hear you gossiping at my baby in the future, don't blame Lao Ji for my black hands." After speaking, he walked over to the fathers of the children, and before they could say anything, they were punched and kicked and stunned. And after my father finished beating, he left a cool sentence, "The baby was beaten like this by your children, I can't beat your children, you can't beat me yet?" Coldly dropped a sentence, and the angry men trembled. Pull me away, and you can still hear the laughter behind you when you walk away, mixed with a few words: "You are really lacking in virtue, what does such a little baby know, let you be beaten like a long-tongued woman every day."

Since that day, in addition to studying, I have one more thing every day, practicing martial arts with my father, which is called to strengthen my body, but I am actually afraid that I will be bullied again. Later, there was a lot less gossip in the village, and although there were still people muttering, no one dared to say anything in front of me. As I grew up, my dad didn't get out of bed day by day, and he couldn't get out of bed after a serious illness. The doctor told me that this was a recurrence of an old wound, a knife wound from his youth, and that he had not taken good care of the hidden dangers left behind. Now I can only slowly recuperate, do my best, and obey the fate of God. My dad was aging rapidly, and sometimes I couldn't believe that this old man with gray hair and sunken eye sockets was my father. The medicine was changed again and again, but it didn't work, and in the end it didn't save my father. At that time, I was terrified, afraid that one morning I would wake up and never hear the familiar cough again, and I would lose my only loved one in this world. What should I do then?

That night, my father called me to the bed, and just looked at me for a long time, without saying anything, sighed deeply, coughed a few times, and gasped: "Ah Xing, I'm young."

At that time, he was the guard of the Ji Mansion, but later he was a little older, and he was tired of the life of fighting and killing all day long, so he returned to Qingshui Village and settled down here. That year, I received a letter from Master Jifu, he personally handed you over to me, telling me to take good care of you, I brought you back to Qingshui Village, so many years, I have suffered you. Coughed violently a few times and continued to speak: "The wooden box under the bed has a certificate that you can prove your life experience in the future, go to the capital." "How can it not be my father, why is it not my father, for so many years, I have been raised with hard work, why is it not my father? Looking at the gray-haired old man in front of him, he couldn't extricate himself from the pain in his heart. gasped a few times, forced himself to calm down, and said to his father: "Dad, in this life, you are my father, since Ji Fu abandoned me when I was born, I don't want to see me, why should I go all the way to recognize any relatives." I saw my father sigh: "I don't know the problem here, it's just that I'm gone, you have no relatives around you, how can I bear the children I raised since I was a child." Master Ji's family are all good people, and there must have been a reason for the incident, so I had to do it as a last resort, you listen to your father, and when you are 20 years old, you will go to the capital and find out clearly. Seeing my father's distraction and memories, I nodded and agreed: "Okay, Dad, I'll go, if you don't recognize me at that time, I'll come back to guard my father, and I won't go anywhere in the future."

。 "Yes, good son." After finishing the business, my father rarely took my hand, smiled kindly, and talked about the interesting things I had been doing since I was a child: "When I just hugged you, I didn't dare to use force, I thought in my heart, such a small lump," gesturing with his hand as he spoke. "How much you loved to cry at that time, crying when you were hungry, crying when you pulled, crying when you were uncomfortable." "And 。。。。。" Looking at my father's babbling, intermittently, there was a word of muttering, my heart was painful, and I had to show a smile on my face to comfort my father: "Dad, I know everything, you can sleep at ease." Holding his hand tightly, it gradually became cold.

That year, when I was fifteen years old, I sent away my father, who depended on each other, and since then, I have guarded this home and the memories of the two of us. Woke up from my sleep, looked at the top of the bed in a daze, I hadn't dreamed of my father for a long time, sighed, I really missed it, my thoughts slowly returned, and I adjusted my mood. I sat up from the bed, straightened my clothes, pushed open the door, and walked out.