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Although my dad was strict with me, he didn't smile, and he didn't talk to me much about family matters, but since I was a child, he never slapped me, because he didn't have time at all, and he was busy all day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

More often than not, he buys, sells, orders, runs for my future, runs for my tuition... Calculate how much is the latest refrigerator and how much is the latest TV...... I hope that one day when I get married, he will exchange the money he has saved over the years for various household appliances... One by one, I moved into my new house......

Today he hit me unprecedentedly, so hard that the corners of my mouth were swollen and my gums were bleeding, because this mouth contained anger, surprise, and too many emotions......

"Dad, I was wrong... It's ...!" I lowered my head, not aggrieved, but I didn't dare to look at his expression, I didn't dare to look into his eyes.

"Do a good job of "transformation", you are no longer a boy, you are a man, you have to pay for your behavior, there is me at home, you can rest assured!!I brought you some books, I will save them for you when I go back!" My dad stretched out his calloused right hand, patted me on the shoulder vigorously, and before saying the word transformation, there was a full interval of four or five seconds... He had not thought of these two words, which he would say to his son.

I know my dad's character, and when he can stretch out his arm and slap me in the face, it shows that he can still forgive me, he hasn't disappointed me, he gives me books, and it shows that his love and faith in me have never waned......

"Stomp...!"

There was a sound of footsteps, and my mom walked over, holding a cloth bag in her hand, and reached out her arm to touch my slightly swollen cheek.

The moment my mother's fingertips touched my cheek, her tears could no longer be suppressed and flowed down the corners of her eyes.

"You say you're a kid... Why are you so bold... I've heard that the people in the prison are terrible... You go in and suffer a loss, you must endure it,... Don't make any more trouble, go in and eat on time... It's cold, I want to add a piece of clothing... I brought you some cakes, I baked them myself, you have low blood sugar, bring them, remember to eat something in the morning......" My mother's expression was very strange, she cried very sadly, but she spoke very fast, and the voice was so small that only I could hear it.

My mother's babbling words, I used to be annoyed when I heard them, but for some reason, today I am very worried... I feel very sorry for them, I am an adult, I have grown up, but I worry them more than when I was younger......

Four young men and women, standing at the door of the public security hospital, "practiced" for their sons who had raised them for more than 20 years!!

And this kind of practice mood, others can't understand it at all, because they have to see their children with their own eyes, being pulled away by the police and sent to the detention center!!

Wang Mumu's parents were also following him to say something, and Ji Guzi, who had run away from home a long time ago, didn't know how many years he hadn't contacted his family, so he had been standing not far away, smiling silly, looking at us.

"Let's go!!" Nian Discipline, urging, then pushed me.

"Big brother... Let me and my son... Two more words... Just two sentences!!" My mother has never been in contact with the police in her life, and she doesn't understand the way here, so she took out a wrinkled few hundred yuan from her pocket and stuffed it into the discipline hand in broad daylight.

"Don't talk about useless!!" the disciplinarian frowned, growled, and then violently pushed my mother's arm away.

"...!!"

"Bell...!"

I scolded, and was about to walk over with red eyes, sixty pounds of shackles, and a sound on the ground, my dad grabbed my wrist tightly like a steel tong arm.

"Go ahead, make a good makeover... We... Wait for you to come home!" my dad said in a hoarse voice, looking at me.

"Let's go!!" the warden nudged me again, then dragged the three of us towards the police.

The steps are about forty or fifty meters away from the car escorting the prisoners, and these forty or fifty meters are the most difficult road I have walked in my 20 years of life!

Every step I take, I have to look back, and every time I look back, I have a different feeling!!

I looked at my parents carefully, and in my impression, my father was a strong man in the Northeast who sat in the kitchen and drank naked in the summer!

But when I look at them today, I don't feel that way at all!!

The years are merciless, like a knife!!

In the past 20 years, I have never looked at them carefully, and I have never quietly chatted with them when I come home, except for holding the computer and messing with friends!

When I looked back at them today, I found that their temples were already white, and their beautiful and handsome cheeks had a little vicissitudes of life......

My mother used to be enviable to pick her figure, but she has become more and more rickety... The years have left wrinkles on her flower-like face......

And my father's posture is still upright!!His face is still resolute!!But the coughing sound that comes from time to time!!And his hands, which are shaking because of excessive alcohol!!, all tell me that this man who is like a mountain in my heart is nearly fifty years old... It's no longer young.

Today, they stood on the steps, looking at their son from afar, and my mother was still holding the crumpled hundreds of dollars in her hand, with tears in her eyes, looking at me intently.

The moment I walked away from the prisoner car, I jumped down abruptly, turned back suddenly, and bent my knees unconsciously!!

"Peng!!"

With a plop, I knelt on the ground, I had been biting my lip, leaving a row of tooth marks, tears of guilt in my eyes, and I ran my head and knocked it on the hard concrete floor!!

"Boom!!"

My arms were on my back, I had no fulcrum, and it was difficult to get up, but I still, biting my lip, fell to the ground again and again, and got up firmly again and again!!

"Boom!!"

"Boom!!"

"Mom and Dad... I love you guys!" I took the words I hadn't said in twenty years, the words I had late, the words of my heart, the words of guilt...... Roared and shouted,

With the support of the correction, I stood up, took a nostalgic look, and under the solemn police badge, the young couple who were standing, and then got into the police car and went to the city's public security bureau and seven detention centers.

ps: This chapter pays tribute to all parents in the world!!