At the age of two, Hongmei had a high fever and was unconscious. Father held her to the hospital overnight. On the way, she, who had been in a coma for a day, suddenly opened her eyes and called out clearly: "Dad!"
The father later mentioned this to her often. The minute details were carved into a landscape in his father's repetition. Every time his father finished speaking, he would sigh: “You said, “You were so small, and you were unconscious for so long. Why did you suddenly wake up?” At this time, his father’s eyes were filled with tenderness and compassion. More often than not, she got annoyed and took him to the floor. His father didn't care, and he only laughed, happy and satisfied. Her arrogance and overbearing grew in her father’s indulgence.
My father is not really a good-tempered person. He is fiery and angry. Often only for small trivial matters of life, will be a big fight with his mother, every time, are noisy and shocked. Fathers are addicted to alcohol, and every drink must be drunk and drunk. From the moment she began to record, when there was seldom a warm and peaceful home, there was always a smell of gunpowder inside and out.
The gentleness and favor of his father was only given to her. The father seldom quarreled with her mother in front of her. Sometimes she happened to let her meet, no matter how fierce, if she shouted, "Don't be noisy!" The aggressive father immediately lowered his head and died. Later, as long as my parents quarreled, my brother immediately called her. Everyone knew that only she was the magic weapon to subdue her father.
Her feelings for her father are complicated. She feels sad for her mother. She once thought in her heart that after looking for a boyfriend, she first asked for a gentle and tolerant personality, and the second is not to smoke alcohol. She would never find a man like his father: he was fierce, critical, and meticulous, and he made a fuss about the home for a little thing.
However, as his daughter, she knew she was happy.
She thought that such happiness would last a lifetime until one day when my father suddenly told her that she would live with her father. Later she knew that it was the mother's divorce. My mother said that she has been tired of fighting for life for so many years. The father stagnated for a long time and finally chose to compromise. The only condition he proposed was to take her with him.
Although it was the mother's divorce, she still stubbornly counted this account to her father's head. She has since become an aloof and aloof child, refused to take care of his father and moved to school to live. My father came to the school to find her, filled with warm lunch boxes, is her favorite braised pork ribs. She did not look at it, lowered her head, and tried to take the rice in her mouth and take it one by one, until tears burst into her eyes. Father sighed and begged her to go home. She was cold and silent. The father raised his hand to touch her head, and said with pity, Look, this was only a few days, and you became thin like this. She "slammed" the book in her hand and blocked her father's hand. He hysterically shouted, "Don't you!" and swiftly swept away, and the lunch box on the table landed on the floor, and the red ribs spilled over the ground. The scent diffuses throughout the hostel.
The father raised his hand and paused in the air. According to his temper, he changed others, but he was afraid that the slap would fall early. She saw the muscles on her father's face twitch violently and said: "Dad will always love you anyway!" Father turned to look at her once he was out. She watched her father walk away, and the defensive line collapsed. In a deserted dormitory, one looked at the ribs of the floor and cried.
She is just a child who was spoiled by her father.
The autumn winds began, and the night study was completed. The night breeze was cool. As soon as she stepped out of the classroom, she saw a dark shadow in front of the window, and her heart was tight. He called, who? The man immediately answered, Hongmei, don't be afraid. It's dad. The father came to her and handed her a roll of things to her and told her: "It was cold, and you loved to quilt when you were asleep. Be careful not to freeze it." She went back to the dormitory and opened the bag. It was a new cotton. Be. Head buried in, took a deep breath, full of sunshine, she knew that it must be his father's sun for a day, and rushed to send her.
That day, she went home and got something. When he opened the door, his father curled up on the couch, the person fell asleep, and the TV was still on. His father's hair has turned into a pale grey, pale complexion, but in a year's time, his high-spirited father suddenly grows old. She suddenly found out that his father was so lonely. Stand still for a long time, took the quilt to cover his father, but his father suddenly awoke. Seeing her, her father was a little nervous and hurried to sort out the mess on the couch. Then she remembered something and put down what was in her hands. He said incoherently, "Haven't you having dinner yet? Wait, I'll do your favorite braised pork ribs… "She wanted to say she didn't eat. She took something and left. But when he saw his father's anticipation and nervous expression, he couldn't stand it and he sat down. The father was so excited that he was a child and ran into the kitchen. She heard her father drop the spoon on the ground and broke a bowl. She walked in and helped her father pick up the debris. The father embarrassed to say to her, "The hand is too slippery." Her eyes were wet and she suddenly regretted: Why do you hurt people who love you so much?
In her junior year, she was married again. The father called her and said carefully: “I’m an elementary school teacher. I’m retired. My heart is fine and my temper is good… If you don’t have time, don’t come back…” She also talked about her boyfriend and understood some things. It depends on fate. She also knew in her heart how lonely her father was during these years. When she was silent on the phone for a long time, she said softly: "In the future, don't quarrel with people again." The father said: "Well, no noise, no noise."
During the summer vacation, she returned with her boyfriend and added furniture to her home. The flowers on the balcony were bright. The father was well-dressed and radiant. To the woman who was fat, she cried, "Auntie." Aunt panic, she went to the kitchen to cook with joy, and she ran out for a while and asked if she likes to eat sweet or spicy. Lighter or heavier. They also commanded his father, peeled green onions for a while, and washed vegetables for a while. She did not expect that his grumpy father, like a child, had been treated and obeyed by her. She listened to her father and aunt in the kitchen and smirked. The pan rang. The smell of fumes spilled out of the kitchen. Her eyes were hot. This is the taste of a real home.
That night, when everyone fell asleep, the father came to her room and seriously said to her, "Hongmei, this boy is not for you." Her darling boy came up again: "How is it inappropriate? At least He doesn’t drink, he is much better than you are, and he never quarrels with me.” His father was awkward and still advised her, “You are too little. This kind of person, he doesn’t quarrel with you, but bit by bit. He remembers it in his heart."
She stubbornly insisted on her choice, and she got married the next year she worked. She inherited her father's irritability and anger. Noisy is inevitable. He never quarreled with her, but his silence and persistence kept her unbearable. During the cold war and separation, the children divorced when they were two years old.
After the divorce, she took the child alone, lost her sleep, lost a lot of hair, and didn't work as well. People suddenly got older. On one occasion, the child suddenly asked her: “Dad didn’t want us?” She said with tears, and said, “Mom will love you forever.” When she spoke, she was stunned, and his father used to What she had said, but how did she feel about her father?
The father said on the phone, if it doesn't go well, come back. Children let you aunt, dad can also afford you? She was silent, she did not speak, her tears fell, and she thought she could not see her.
The next day, his father suddenly came and no matter what he said, she picked up her things, picked up her children and said that she would go home with her grandfather.
Still in her room, Auntie has been spotlessly clean. Father likes to cook, eat three meals a day, and change her designs to her. My father is old, forgetful, and often places double salt in the dish. But when she was a child, her father remembered everything clearly. The father told the child what she had a fever with. The father said, "It was your mother who called 'Daddy' and held out his grandfather's heart…" She listened to her, and she suddenly remembered the poem: " It's easy to forget and forget about Acacia."
During the Chinese New Year, my father saw her in a dark dress and insisted on buying new clothes for her. She opened her wallet valiantly for her to see. There was a new banknote, which was the father’s pension. She laughed, stepped forward and took her father's arm and said naughtyly: “The feeling of getting a big money was so good!” The father was like a gentleman and raised his head high, and she and Aunt could not help but laugh.