I straightened up and sat up.

He curled up and struggled to get up, as if somewhere he was hurt.

I squinted at him and thought, "Look at your obscene appearance, as if you have been sodomized!"

"Have you washed your feet?

"Didn't you wash your feet too...... I'm so tired......"

I raised my hands and was about to hit him, but after listening to the second half of his words, I lowered my hands again.

Yes, when people are tired, how can they still have the heart to wash their feet? Am I not too? When I am tired, no matter how dirty or smelly my feet are, I will climb into bed, and my father will "oops", I don't care, I will sleep with my head next to the pillow.

Faintly, I felt that my dad used a soft rag to wipe my feet, even the toe gaps, and wiped them clean everywhere.

My dad is like an old hen, I'm like a chick, and I can't say how warm and cozy my dad is under his wings.

At that time, as soon as my head was touched on the pillow, I fell asleep, and the leg bone that my dad had tied was also used as a pillow, and I could sleep when I got it.

Not now, if you want to sleep, it's harder than hugging a woman.

I look at Ni Ya's feet, the soul is scratched, as if he has stepped on a garbage can, and there is one toe missing! Which one is missing, I don't know, in short, he has two feet, nine toes!

"Nine......" I said referring to his toes.

"Yes, it's 9!"

"Black JN149?"

"By the way, it's black JN149!"

"There are two more in the back, you think, you can come up with it! I believe in you!"

What is it in the back? I don't remember at all.

I thought about it so much that I didn't have any eyebrows at all.

A man's head is tired, and it is the most tired. As soon as the head is tired, the limbs are slack, to the point that there are no muscles and bones.

"Yes, I can't remember, I don't want to, sleep!" I said, then leaned back and lay down.

I tugged at the quilt and tucked it over my shoulder. I'm used to it, and every day my dad comes to me before going to bed and tuck the quilt for me.

I'm so old that he repeats the same movements as a child to me.

I'm afraid of the cold, so I usually cover a quilt and press another quilt.

The weather is warm, and the quilt that was pressed has not been confiscated, and it is still on the bed, afraid that it will be cold one night, so I will drag it over and cover it.

Ni Ya covered the quilt, which was thinner than mine, but he could cover it, although he was also thin and withered, but he was more powerful and frost-resistant than me.

I dimmed the bedside lamp, I couldn't live without it, I was afraid of the dark.

My head buzzed twice, which meant I was going to sleep. After that, he looked for the source of these two sounds, and when he found them, he fell asleep.

Don't disturb me at this time, if you disturb me, don't think about sleeping this night.

But Ni Ya was moving my quilt behind me at this time. I agitated, turned around and sat up, and scolded Ni Ya loudly, "What are you doing!"

Ni Ya said in fear, "I'll tuck the quilt for you......"

I looked at him, and then at the quilt, as if it was really as he said, and came to tuck the quilt for me, not for any misdeeds.

The third child in school is such a person.

That day, I had a little cold, and he brought me food. Rice, chicken nuggets stewed with potatoes.

I said I won't eat the food he brought back, it's not good, then I will offend him, if I want to eat, can he spit on my food, or even spit?

I opened the lid of the rice bowl, and while I was not paying attention, I looked at the lamp, and there was a very suspicious place, so I dug out that place.

After eating, he brought me medicine again, saying that the anti-inflammatory medicine he bought was a bud medicine, and if penicillin was not allergic, it would be fine if he ate it.

I said I'm penicillin allergic, don't take cephalosporins, take my medicine -- besides, I just have a cold, why do you want to take anti-inflammatory drugs?

I must guard against him, he probably knows that I spit in his water glass, and he wants to retaliate against me, but don't be like the graduate student reported in the news, and "study" the lives of his classmates.

I watched him pour the water out of the thermos and thought, this should be fine, so I took it, I don't think my eyes took off him for a moment, he wouldn't do anything in my glass.

However, when I drank it, I always felt that the water was salty.

I can't tell you what kind of eye-catching trick he used to blind me and spit in my water glass.

Anyway, the pill was swallowed.

After taking the medicine, I lay down and went to sleep. However, in the middle of the night, the third child came to my bed and wanted to be rude to me!

I yelled and called the dormitory people up, saying that the third child was going to rape me!

Whoever turned on the light in the dormitory, the third child didn't say a word, causing everyone in the dormitory to laugh.

The third child is accustomed to this method, using the so-called humor to resolve his embarrassment, such a person is the most hateful and the most dangerous.

Ni Ya doesn't know what the third child does, then again, he is humorous, and no one laughs.

There are no good people in our dormitory, everyone is dirty in their hearts, and they are high-sounding on the surface, but in fact, they beat me up long before the third child.

I know that they all have bad intentions, they are poor, they have no roots.

When they heard that Professor Wang of our department was my father's younger sister and my father was the director of the Garden Department of Shigongshan City, they were stunned.

If they did, their tongues would have to freeze hard, and they would break off when they pulled them out with their hands! Each of them has a bald tongue, and the "meat" is called "6", and the "pipe" is called "4".

"Yes, the last two are 6 and 4!"

I looked at him and saw that his face was flushed and he looked very excited.

I said, "Are you sure?"

"Sure, the license plate number of the car that hit our dad is a black JN14964, a blue plate, and a minivan!"

I wondered in my heart about the number Ni Ya said, think about it, it may be this number, or what, what is it? Hey, he said "our dad", when will my dad become his dad, and "our dad"!

What a shame!

I asked him, "What did you just say?"

Ni Ya said, "I said you are right, the license plate number of that car is black JN14964 Why are you so smart! Your memory is so good, you can remember the license plate number at a glance, and you can't do it anyway if you want to leave me alone!"

What Ni Ya said made me feel so comfortable that I forgot what I was going to ask him just now.

I obviously wanted to ask a very important question just now, and he said such a series of things that I forgot the question I was about to ask him, and I couldn't think of it.

Ni Ya said, "This time, if you remember the license plate number, you can find the car, the car can be found, and the murderer of our father can be found." ”

I said, "Yes, yes, let's go and report the case early tomorrow morning, and our father's revenge can be avenged." What is the surname of the policeman who reported the crime?

"It's surnamed Tao, and you also said that he has the same surname as your elementary school teacher. ”

I said, "It's just a surname, it can't be a mother-son relationship, he has to have his father's surname, not his mother's surname, right?"

Dry Red's first work: [bookid=3243059,bookname="Knock on the Three Realms"]