When the second grade started, Dad hadn't come back yet. I didn't have that much money to pay for tuition, and I still didn't wait for my dad until all my classmates had paid their tuition and received their books.

The teacher asked me what was going on, and I could only tell him that my dad hadn't come back and that I didn't know where he had gone. And I couldn't have asked my grandfather and uncle for money, and they wouldn't give me that much money.

The teacher didn't say anything more, and then someone from the village who I called my cousin came to help me pay the tuition. It turned out that my father was working on the construction site, and when he remembered that I was about to start school, he called the people in the village to help me hand it over first, and then returned it to him when I came back.

I actually know that my father can't borrow money anymore, he owes so much money, and others are afraid that he can't pay it, who will be willing to borrow him?

And this time, he didn't know how many good things he said, and how many times he begged others in a low voice. Since my grandmother fell ill, those who used to come to our house to play, let alone adults, even children and adults are not allowed to come here.

Moreover, some people in the village are still doing bad things and don't let my grandfather and uncle support me. Maybe he was joking, but it sounded like a heart.

They said, "That's not your child, you bothered to do that!" Let her dad raise it by herself, and when she grows up, she may spend a cent on you? ”

That's what those people said when I went to call my grandfather home to cook. I wanted to cry, but I wanted to go up and tear their mouths apart.

It's not that I laugh at my mother, or that my dad ran away, and now he doesn't let my grandfather raise me in front of me, do you want me to die?

I'm just a child, where have I offended you?

Do you think that at that age, I still don't understand anything? What you say is innocuous and it's not painful, but I'm sad to death. I didn't do anything wrong, so why should I be treated like this?

I'm not standing in your way, am I? It's not in your way, is it? Or am I offending you somewhere?

I don't think I'm ten years old!

I don't expect you to say a nice word, but please don't say it so badly. Because, I don't have the strength to hate you guys anymore......

When the second half of the second semester of the second grade was about to start, my father came back. I was doing my homework at the door that day, and then he came back and brought me a bag of candy.

I think he's all thin and emaciated. I sniffed and held back tears and asked him where he had gone.

He said that he worked on the construction site for 40 yuan a day, and said that he had earned a lot of money after working for three or four months! It's better than farming at home, and the only bad thing is that it's all manual work, and you can't stand it for a long time.

"Who are you going with?" I don't know! ”

"I went with your uncle Shawan, and now I'll come back and give your uncle a hand, and see if we can plant our wheat, and the land can't be barren, right?"

"Are you still going?"

"Plant the wheat and go!"

Dad stayed at home for a long time, helping my uncle and them all the time, but when it came time to help our family, their temper began to rise. It was smashed and fell, I watched my father hold his head and sighed, saying that it is better to plant what land is better than being wasted.

I'm so sad, but more of a hate. Didn't you promise grandma? Say you won't embarrass Dad, how can you talk and not count? And Dad didn't say a word when he was helping you work, did he?

How hard is he? How bitter? Can't you see? Can't feel it? Why, even though they are a family, they are more indifferent than outsiders?

Grandpa told me to pack up my things and go back to live with my dad, I didn't want to drag my dad just crying and not leaving, so he dragged me out the door by the arm.

Why do I have to cry all the time about things between you adults? Is this just a family? If so, I'd rather not!

Later, my father called my aunt and uncle to come, and the matter was resolved. I still live at my grandfather's house, and my aunt and uncle planted our wheat before returning home. Dad stayed at home for a while, and he didn't leave until I was about to start school, and left me two hundred yuan for tuition when he left.

The days are like flowing water, spring goes to winter.

I hadn't seen my dad in a long time, and my second grade was coming to an end, and the wheat was almost ripe. I guess it's time for you to come back!

Do you know? In these sad years, you are the one I want to wait for the most......