I remember that summer night that year, there were no clouds in the night sky, and the stars were bright and the moon was bright.

Dad didn't know when he moved a wooden chair to sit in the corridor in the backyard, holding a sunflower fan and gently fanning the wind, looking at the night sky all the time.

My dad used to sit and watch the stars like this, but this time it caught my attention for some reason. I probably think my dad looks very chic at this time.

So I took a chair out of the living room and brought it to the hallway, put it down a meter away from my father's chair, and sat lazily on the back of the chair like my father.

The posture is in place, but why do I feel like I'm not as chic as my dad?

Dad glanced at me for such an imitation, said nothing, and continued to look at the starry sky.

But chic is chic, what is there any hope for this starry sky?

I am not a child who has lived in the city since I was a child, and I rarely see so many stars, such a starry scene, I don't know how many times I have seen it in my memory, I really don't think there is anything to see.

Not...... It's boring.

At this time, Xiaoxue, who had just finished taking a shower and had ** hair, ran to the living room and called my name, and I habitually ignored her.

"Brother~Brother~ Where are you?"

She's annoying, really.

She has been pestering me like that since she was a child, and I sometimes want to lock her in the dark utility room and scare her. And in fact, I did. For this, I was also beaten up by my mother.

The room was so big, and my position was obvious, and she quickly found me in the hallway from the living room.

She stood next to the chair and grinned and took my hand: "Brother, let's go to the orchard and catch fireflies! ”

I snorted coldly and said with disdain: "Such a big person, what fireflies are you still catching, do you think you are still young?"

Well, in fact, Xiaoxue was really young at that time, only 9 years old.

She happily pulled my hand and said, "Go~Brother, go~"

Try her best to be coquettish, I still shook off her hand ruthlessly, and said resolutely: "Don't go, you have to go yourself!"

Xiaoxue flattened her mouth and looked at me with resentment.

But she was unhappy for a moment, and she immediately climbed into the chair I was sitting on.

The chair was a chair with armrests on both sides, and it would be difficult to seat two people. But after all, we were still young at that time, and the two of us were able to sit down in a chair, although it was not spacious.

Her wet hair rested against my chin and smelled of shampoo.

I was unhappy and said to Xiaoxue, who was squeezing up to sit, "Did my brother say that you should sit down?"

"Hmm~heehehehe......"

At that time, Xiaoxue was a scoundrel and encroached on my living space.

I was unhappy and rushed to her, trying to squash her. When she was oppressed by me, she pushed at me in defiance, and the little one did her best.

Ya, dare to resist?

The two of us squeezed around in the small chairs, and the father on the side didn't pay attention to us, just looked at us and laughed softly.

Probably the two of us had a lot of strength, and in the process of squeezing around, suddenly the chair snapped, and Xiaoxue and I were stunned and didn't move.

Obviously, the chair we accidentally broke was absolutely wooden and the sound was not wrong, but I don't know which one broke.

Xiaoxue and I looked around worriedly, and only then did we relax when we saw that my mother was not there.

Looking at my father again, he continued to look up at the starry sky leisurely as if he hadn't seen anything.

Xiaoxue and I sat apart and quietly blamed each other, saying that the other party had broken the chairs.

"Xiaoqing. ”

My dad suddenly called my name, which stopped me and Xiaoxue's mutual complaints.

"Uh, Dad, what's the matter?"

"The day before yesterday, your homeroom teacher called me to tell me that you were fighting again at school. ”

Ahh

I said that she had clearly told me that day that she would call my parents, but my parents didn't respond in the past two days, and I thought that Zhang Yasha was just talking casually, so it turned out that she really called?

Dad, really, is only talking to me about this now. Earlier, I was worried that the call would be heard by my mother.

My father was such a kind and gentle man, and I remember that he was never angry with his family. That doesn't mean he's a cowardly man. On the contrary, he looked sick and frail, and had never been sick. Carrying a shotgun and a firewood knife to Qingyun Mountain, he carried a wolf, bear, wild boar and other fierce beasts home in the afternoon.

And one thing I noticed in particular was that I had never seen a bullet hole in the body of those prey, all of them were hacked to death by several cuts with a hatchet. Of course, I don't know if I'm wrong about this, anyway, there are very few dangerous beasts coming down from Qingyun Mountain near my house.

Although Dad is very powerful, he looks very casual and harmless to humans and birds. This kind of father who is strong inside and humble on the outside, I have admired him since I was a child. Of course, this also has something to do with the fact that even when I was complained about a fight at school, my father would not scold me.

I didn't shy away from saying, "Ah, yes." ”

"What's going on?"

When he said it, he was angry: "It's that Dai Huairen, the one who often comes to my house, and you've seen it Dad." I was beaten again that day, and I couldn't see it, so I beat up the people who bullied him. But that Dai Huairen just can't hold up the wall, and he is always bullied, so he doesn't know how to fight back? Beat those who bullied him to the ground and see who else dares to bully him. ”

This remark, if it were an ordinary parent, would have to slap me twice.

But Dad didn't do that, and he wasn't even angry.

"So, you're fighting someone to protect them?"

I immediately felt that I had been understood, and that it was true that when I took action, I had the idea that I would save people in need.

I smiled and said, "Daddy still knows me." ”

"Heh, Daddy understands you, but doesn't say you're doing the right thing. ”

I immediately frowned and looked at my father, and said, "It's similar to what Lao Zhang said, Dad, you also want to say that it's wrong for me to do this, right?"

Dad was still as kind and peaceful as ever, and said gently, "No, I don't think it's wrong for you to do this." ”

"Huh, what do you mean by that, Dad?"

He didn't answer me directly, but turned to look at me and asked, "Xiaoqing, you want to be a messenger of justice, right?"

I suddenly came to my senses, and I didn't know what to say, "Yes, I will be a messenger of justice, uphold justice, and defend world peace!"

Xiaoxue, who sat with me and listened to us talking, applauded happily.

"Brother is so good!"

"Less sycophancy. ”

Dad smiled at this, looked at me with lacklustre eyes and said, "That's good, Dad has thought like this about you before." But it is very difficult to be a messenger of righteousness. ”

I looked up at him in displeasure: "What do you mean there were?

"There are still them, but I found out many years ago that being a messenger of justice is too difficult for Dad to do. ”

It's unpleasant to hear such words from parents.

"What's so difficult? Isn't it okay to be a messenger of justice, clean up the bad guys, and save those in danger? Or is it that Dad can't beat those bad guys if he's so good?"

He shook his head slightly.

"It's not a question of whether you can beat it, but it's that while saving some people, you're also hurting some people. ”

I scratched my head and asked, "What do you mean?"

"For example, in order to save Dai Huairen, you beat up those classmates who bullied him, aren't you saving some people while hurting some people?"

I said excitedly, "How can this be counted? Those who bullied him should be beaten!"

But my father said: "Those who hurt others are not messengers of justice." ”

What my dad said has never been missed, and I believe that this sentence is not wrong. But at that time, I didn't understand the meaning.

After pondering and meditating hard and couldn't understand, I suddenly stood on the chair, crossed my waist and said to my father: "Although I don't know what you're talking about yet, Dad, I will definitely figure it out when I grow up! I won't give up being a messenger of justice, since you think you can't do it, Dad, then I'll do it for you in the future!"

I know I'm not ashamed to say it, but I mean it very seriously.

My father looked at me blankly for a moment, and then laughed, never before did he smile so heartily. It was probably Dad's laughter that touched Xiaoxue, and she laughed secretly.

I looked at the two of them and said hurriedly, "What are you laughing at? Is it that funny? I'm serious!"

Dad stopped laughing with difficulty, and said calmly, "Ah, Dad remembers what you said and is waiting for you to grow up." When that time comes, I hope you won't forget your promise to be a messenger of justice for your father." ”

"What a man says will count!"

"Then I'm relieved. ”

I forgot a very important question, the chair I was stepping on had just broken a piece of wood. I stepped on the chair like this, and as soon as I was excited, I heard the sound of several pieces of wood breaking.

Oops......

The back and armrests of the chair were broken, as was the leg of the chair.

"Wow!"

"Ahh

Xiaoxue and I fell to the ground, but in an instant the collar on the back of the back was pulled and stepped on the ground without falling to the ground.

Taken aback.

Looking back, it was Dad who quickly left the chair and came to us and grabbed us by the collar so that we didn't fall.

That's amazing!

Dad let go of us and smiled at us, "Be safe at all times." ”

"Oh. ”

"Oh......"

Suddenly, my mother, who heard the shouting, came out of the living room and saw us, along with the broken chair.

"Who did that?" she asked us viciously.

"She. ”

"Him. ”

"Him. ”

I pointed at Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue pointed at Dad, and Dad pointed at me.

There was a very tacit understanding, and then as usual, we were each beaten with a fist by my mother.