Chapter 9: Crazy
After taking a nap, the fat man and I got up in good spirits, muttered for a while, looked at the mountains that Dr. Wei had mentioned, and decided to go for a walk to relax.
Passing through the greenhouses and orchards, we walked to the uphill path.
On both sides of the path are trees and unnamed wildflowers and fruits, red, white and white, and bees buzzing and occasionally stinging among the flowers.
I really wanted to taste the wild fruit with the size of the red finger, but I picked two and was beaten off by the fat man: "Be careful of poison." β
I went to pick flowers instead, but was stopped by the fat man's words: "Don't you see thorns? β
I went to fetch the mountain spring water, and the fat man reminded again: "Beware of parasites!" β
I glared at him angrily: "Dead fat! β
The fat man sighed: "Xiaoxiao, don't you think it's familiar?" β
Well, of course it sounds familiar, it's something that my parents used to talk about since I was a child, but they spoke it much kinder. For example, "Xiaoxiao, flowers are very painful", "Some plants are poisonous, do you know Xiaoxiao" and so on.
The fat man stretched out his index finger and tapped my forehead vigorously: "You, that's how you were taught!" β
Seeing that I didn't speak, he took my hand and had an encouraging look on his face: "Today, we can be crazy as much as we want, dare not?" β
I snorted and tilted my head: "Of course! β
Everyone dares to commit suicide and run away from home, what else is not daring?
Then I picked a lot of flowers, and my favorite was the one with thorns, pink, 5 petals, quite like a wild rose, with a lot of thorns, and I was pricked twice in the hand, and there were two drops of blood. I figured out a way to pinch its stem with mud so that it wouldn't get pricked. The fat man praised me for having a way, and I was so proud that I picked the flowers and held them in my hands, and happily kicked and stepped on the road. The fat man followed behind him, taking a picture of me for a while, and a picture of the flower for a while.
After a while, I don't think it's fun for flowers to occupy my hands, so I throw them away, so I don't care about anything.
Clap your hands and pick wild fruits. I followed the example of a fat man, and I didn't wash the wild fruit when I picked it, but threw it directly into my mouth.
Chewed and spit it out again. It's not very tasty, there are a lot of small seeds, and it's quite sour.
"The delicious wild fruits have been domesticated into fruits, and the rest is of course not delicious!"
The fat man shook his head: "So my dad told me how fragrant wild vegetables are and how sweet wild fruits are, and I don't even believe in punctuation." They were hungry when they were young, not the same! β
I think the fat man is right. For example, Ying Zhicheng always said how fragrant plum vegetables and bacon stewed potatoes are, I don't think it is at all.
There were red plums on the trees, and their faces were covered with a layer of white frost, like a girl with makeup. I don't like to eat plums, but now I'm drooling.
The fat thief looked around, and there was no one in the shadow: "Xiaoxiao, let's steal a few?" β
I was taken aback: "It's not good to steal!" β
The fat man stretched out his finger and pointed at my forehead: "You just say you want to do it, right?" β
I hesitated for a moment and said out loud what I really thought: "I want to steal!" β
The fat man raised his finger to the edge of his mouth: "Be quiet." β
I whispered, "I want to steal." β
So the fat man walked around to look at the wind, and I walked lightly to the tree, jumped up and picked a few plums, but the strength was a little stronger, and the branches bounced and shook a lot of movement.
I was so frightened that I grabbed the fat man and ran away.
I ran a long way, and when I looked back, hey, there was no one on the road!
Divide a few plums for the fat man, look at the hoarfrost on the plums, we wiped them with our fingers, and ate them like this.
Crisp! Sweet!
When I spit out the plum kernel, I suddenly remembered the scene in the text where Lu Xun and his friends stole broad beans to cook and eat, Lu Xun said, I have never eaten such delicious beans again.
Probably, I won't be able to eat such delicious plums in the future, right? Thinking so, I looked at the fat man's hand with a blazing eye, and the fat man smiled and put the rest of the plums in my palm.
I saw an earthworm on the side of the road again.
Long, fleshy, a little squirming, huhβkind of scary. I picked it open with a small stick and threw it into the grass so that I wouldn't be trampled to death if I crawled on the road.
Or butterflies are good-looking.
The fat man caught two butterflies and a dragonfly for me, and I played for a while, but I accidentally missed a little butterfly wings, and my hands were stained with a lot of dust.
But I don't feel guilty at all, I just feel excited, no one comes to tell me to love the little animals, cherish the little life, etc., I just care about my own happiness, whether it is good or bad.
I watched the fat man giggle and laugh for no reason.
The fat man looked at me and smiled.
Before we knew it, we had walked for a long time, and we followed the ridge to the top of the mountain.
Standing on the top of the mountain and looking down, there are so many roads! The cement road is wide and narrow, and the gray-white reflects the light.
Lots of houses! Red roofs, gray roofs, and blue roofs, some are very beautiful, like small western-style buildings, and there are cars parked in the yard. Some were ugly, covered with blue skins, like patches.
Lots of greenhouses! Neatly and snow-white, they are all built on the flattest plots, large and large, with the terrain staggered. As far as the eye can see, there are countless greenhouses.
There are many ponds, some lotus leaf fields, all green; Some were slightly red, and the fat man said it was duckweed and algae. Some of the water reflects the sunlight in vain. It's more of a slightly cloudy green, and the fat man says it's for fish.
Anyway, it's not the same as the hardships and backwardness that my grandfather talked about, and it's also different from the idyllic scenery in the book.
I think it's very lively.
The wind blew and it was cool, so we sat under the tree and rested for a while before heading down the mountain.
Halfway down the trail, I felt like my calves were shaking.
Strange, I'm not afraid!
I looked down at my calves, and then at the fat man's legs, and he was shaking.
I don't understand what's going on, is it exciting? After all, we rarely climb mountains like this, and there are always such and such cable cars, sightseeing cars, small trains, and sometimes sliding poles.
We both stretched out our hands at the same time, held hands, and went down the mountain with trembling legs.
After taking a shower in the evening, we noticed a big problem - we were running out of clothes to change.
It's time to wash the dirty clothes, but how to wash them?
The fat man is tireless in learning, and he went to consult the proprietress again. The hostess took us to the washing machine and said, "Oh, just throw it in the washing machine." β
She patiently told us how to turn it on and off, how to adjust the amount of water, how much laundry detergent to put in, etc., as well as washing the underwear separately.
We listened very carefully, and then each took a tap and seriously cleaned the little inner with soap.
What if one day, we are swept away or invited out of the house, we must learn some life skills, right?
In the evening, we went to the creek and found two stones to sit on, and put our feet into the water to cool off. Didn't play with the phone, and didn't get bored.
When the clothes are dry the next day, we should go back too.
The fat man packed his things and put the money in his bag, and when I looked, I saw that most of the pile was still left. The farmhouse is really cheap and fun, much better than the scenic area.
I thought for a moment: "Fatty, should we thank the boatman?" β
The fat man scratched his scalp: "yes, I'm thinking about it too." But it seems too vulgar to send money. β
Sending money? Fishing two living people up is the same reward as fishing for corpses? I shook my head: "Why don't you go back and invite them to dinner?" See what gifts to buy again. "I often see that I should give gifts and be given gifts sincerely, and I still understand this.
The fat man waved his hand: "Just leave it to me, you don't have to worry about it, you will be ashamed to see them again." β
Can I leave it alone? They saved me. I made a decision after a couple of words in my heart - I will go when I am not ashamed.
When we got back to the city, the fat man and I went home separately.
As soon as I entered the door, Zhang Ning hugged me with red eyes, Ying Zhicheng sat on the sofa, seemingly sitting still, but I am his daughter, how can I not see it? This is a battle ready for the great punishment to serve.
"Dare to learn to run away from home?"
I looked over Zhang Ning's shoulder, saw Ying Zhicheng's arm on the arm of the sofa, and his expressionless expression, and suddenly felt ridiculous.
Isn't it normal for such a middle-aged entrepreneur who leads a large group to be well-dressed and has a good appearance and temperament, playing a little three?
Aren't so many classmates in the class all a handful of mothers?
With his current wealth and status, his mother can only endure it, and his grandparents can only endure it, can't they? Why did he have to abandon his wife and daughter?
I took a deep breath - this is my home, and I will never give way to Xiao San and Xiao San's son!
I gently pushed my mother away: "Mom, I want to eat the braised beef brisket you made." β
Mom looked at me and Dad, who nodded.
She got it, and my dad and I wanted to talk about it alone.
I walked to the door of the study, turned around, and tilted my head towards Ying Zhicheng.
Ying Zhicheng lowered his eyelids and remained silent, got up and walked slowly.
With slender and straight legs, broad shoulders and narrow waist, he walks with a very temperamental attitude. With a tall nose and sharp eyebrows, he is a proper middle-aged handsome guy. No wonder there is a woman's fate, but I don't know, is it someone pestering him? Or is he pestering others? What did the vixen that made him lose his temper look like? What kind of children will be born?
Half-brother? Don't! In this life, he can only be my father!
Watching him come in, I closed the door, locked it, and sat down on the Zen tea chair.
He sat down calmly, his hand leaning on the armrest, and raised his eyebrows.
"Say it."
What to say? Say I actually want to beat you, but I have to hold my temper to persuade you?
I smiled, "What do you want to hear?" β
"Where did you go? What was done? What do you think? He said lightly: "You have to explain it clearly to your father." β
"What can I think of a daughter who catches her father and a vixen in bed? Hide and cry. Haven't I cried once in hiding from the fat man's house? Didn't you still touch my swollen eyelids? Didn't you give me an explanation? β
"I should know what you think, I should be sincere." I folded my arms and leaned back: "Who is that vixen, how did you hook up and commit adultery?" You're going to get a divorce over a bewitching slut? β
"Why is it so ugly for a child to speak?" He wrinkled his nose: "Don't let your mother hear these words." β
"Dare to do it? It's not like you. β
I sneered: "You've done all the ugly things, and you're embarrassed to think I'm talking ugly?" β
He looked me in the eye and smiled lightly: "You don't understand as a child, it's an adult's business." After a slight pause, he said with a straight face: "Xiaoxiao, you have to understand one thing, your mother and I have been in love and married for almost twenty years, and after such a long time, it is normal for the relationship to fade." It doesn't matter how my mom and I are, we're always your parents, you're our kids, and we love you for that that won't change. There have been so many divorces from parents these years, and you have to die or live for this runaway from home, don't you seem to be talking? Well? β
"You're going to tear up my house, but you're coming to tell me you love me?"
I tapped my fingertips on the table: "Be sincere, don't lie." I know what you looked like when you loved me, and I naturally know that you just don't love me now. β
Ying Zhicheng's face changed: "Why do you say-"
I waved him and said to myself: "You are always working overtime, traveling, socializing, drinking, and inspecting, and this home is becoming more and more like a hotel to you, and you are still tired of living." Last year, my mother had a birthday, and you said you would come back, but what happened? You went to Qinghai for half a month. Mom didn't say anything, I said leave you a piece of cake, and she said forget it, you don't like sweets anyway. There are too many things like that to say, so I won't talk about them. You said you don't love my mother, and your feelings are weak, I can accept it. No one can make a guarantee to love only one for the rest of their lives, not to mention that people like you have a few stinky money bees and butterflies, and it is a matter of time before you can't control the lower half of your body, and it is better to be realistic to go to the moon to be loyal to you. If you want to be fresh and happy, just keep it outside to play, why bring it into the house! This isn't your home alone! There's me and my mom in the house! You are shameless yourself, we still want it! Can't you live with a little dignity? Can't you go somewhere else and take off your pants and go to bed? β
Ying Zhicheng looked at me with his mouth wide open.
"You said you love me, our school has a parent-teacher conference, every time my mother goes, my grades, you never ask about it, and you don't care, this is your love? I'm almost graduating, you don't know my homeroom teacher yet, do you? You divorced my mother and resolutely refused to want me, this is your love?
I understand now, don't you just hate me and get in the way? Without me at home, you and the vixen can fool around as much as you want, don't you? Ying Zhicheng, you can really play, Uncle He takes a woman home and knows how to close the door, you open it from the living room, and you are not afraid of flashing your old waist! That woman is not a good woman, she dresses like a fairy, and you are not afraid of getting sick! As a daughter, I advise you, just bring it to bed if you don't have anything, even if I hate you to death, I don't want you to die of AIDS! β
Ying Zhicheng suddenly buried his head in his arm, and coughed half-loudly.
This cough made his face flush, and when he raised his face, he smiled even more angrily: "Your mother is right, your mouth is really ......"
"My mother is also right, you are busy, you are hard, you have to earn money, this family is supported by your hard work. Hehe, I know, this can be said in another way, that is, our mother and daughter have no status, and the other has no contribution, you have to kick away, you can kick away.
But Ying Zhicheng, with your IQ, you won't be unable to understand this account, kick my mother and me, why do you have to bleed a lot. Change to a woman, and you still don't raise it? Isn't it a good deal? Anyway, you are raising three children, four children, and five children now, and your mother can't control it, so why do you have to toss? β
Ying Zhicheng stood up suddenly: "Ying Xiaoxiao!" Are you trying to persuade me that the red flag is fluttering at home, and the colorful flags outside are not falling?! β
I spread my hands: "yes, or else?" Aren't all my classmates like this at home? Why do you have to be unique? My mother is not like Aunt Jiajia who cries and resents all day long, she can't even swear. β
Ying Zhicheng's lips were tightly pursed, he didn't speak, he raised his hand and poured a cup of tea, and was about to hand it to his mouth, when he suddenly shook his hand and smashed the teacup to the ground!
The teacups swirled silently on the stalls.
I looked at the tea that was seeping into the carpet and was a little surprised. I, will I be sincere?
I have analyzed the pros and cons with him from his point of view, what is he angry about?
can make him angry, this realization makes me faintly happy in my heart.
Although I don't know why he is angry, I think I don't care about making him angry even more: "Ying Zhicheng, you are also a big and small successful person, and you know better than me what the consequences of a successful person's divorce are." Based on what I have seen from our classmates' parents, eight out of ten losers. Uncle He was unscathed, but you're not so ruthless. Since you are willing to give all your family assets to my mother, you should still have a little conscience and affection, why don't you continue? Little three or four or something, the novelty is over and that's it. β
I got up and walked up to him and patted the back of his hand: "You're not too young, don't be so impulsive." β
His breath was really unsteady, his five fingers were clenched tightly into fists, and his knuckles were all strong and white.
"Xiaoxiao, Dad always thought you were a child before, but I didn't expect you to ......" He actually went down for a long time.
I withdrew my hand and looked at him quietly.
It took him a long time before he calmed down his breath and said lightly: "What if Dad said that he met true love?" β
I couldn't help laughing: "Ying Zhicheng, you are so innocent and cute!" β
I stood up and bent down slightly, and touched his face with one hand across the tea table: "Such an innocent uncle, it's really not like my dad's old fox!" β
He reached out and brushed my hand away, and his tone was obviously displeased: "Xiaoxiao! β
"The surname is Ying, who do you think you are? Without the blessing of money, what good do you have? People don't love your money! When you have nothing, only my mother is willing to love you and marry you! β
He said in a deep voice, "Who said that? At that time, I had a lot of suitors! β
"Yes, there is no one richer than my grandfather's family, so you chose my mother."
I looked at him, "Look, you love money too, don't you?" Why can't you see through other people's love for your money? Think you're glamorous and meet true love? Hehe, don't kid yourself, you're a thing if you don't have money! β
He stared at me, his eyes seemed to be about to breathe fire: "Ying Xiaoxiao, I'm your father, you actually say that about me?" β
"I'm telling the truth, but you can't see it." I stood up, propped my hands on the table, and looked down at him: "Stop playing for a while, I forgive you because you are my father." β
I turned away.