Father is 75
One day a crow flew by and asked:
"what is this"
The son replied:
"It's a crow"
After a while, my father asked again: What is this?
The son yelled: I said it was a crow, what’s wrong with you!
Then one day the son opened his father's diary from 40 years ago.
"My son is three years old today
He pointed at the crow in the park and asked me: What is this?
I told him it was a crow
He asked me and answered again
He asked 11 times
I answered 11 times
The screen on the computer was dimly glowing with blue light, and a few lines of italic characters mixed with sad minor music were clearly reflected on it. It was a very touching poem, maybe.
"Crack!"
The lighter flickered faintly in the dark room. Without looking back, I could accurately touch my half-empty and somewhat shriveled cigarette case. The cigarettes were not expensive, and certainly not cheap enough to cost a few yuan a pack.
A box of these costs more than 20 yuan, which is neither too bad nor too good, just like my life.
It's bland, ordinary, boring, and numb. It always makes people feel nauseous as they live their lives. They have to endure it and forcefully swallow it. Maybe they have to chew it a few times.
Kind of gross, right?
I smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, swallowed the bitter and dry taste of cigarette in my mouth, and casually pressed the half-lit cigarette butt on the table to extinguish it, leaving a medium-sized blackened pattern.
Well, it's the same as those scorched black smoke marks next to it.
If it is too much, it will look dense, and if it is dense, it will be a bit disgusting, just like seeing a bunch of dense moving ants. Although I should not have trypophobia, I still feel nauseated.
Clean it up when you have time.
I thought about this casually, started to pull the mouse with my hand, and looked through the comments under this short video.
"It's so well written, it reminds me of my father!"
"Maybe we can only truly experience this emotion when we become parents, but isn't it too late?"
"Don't hesitate any more. If there's anything we as children can do now, it's to call them now and tell them we really love them!"
"I love my father. His seven wolves taught me what it means to be touched since I was a child!"
"Hahaha, upstairs, please tell your story in detail to make everyone happy!"
"Why are you so happy? It sounds like you have never been beaten by your father!"
"After reading this short poem, I immediately burst into tears and immediately sent a text message to my dad, Lao Deng, get some gold coins!"
"No, brother, I'm just feeling sad. Do you know how scary it is for a person who laughs while crying?"
"The people upstairs are so indifferent, but I am different. I have already started to prepare a series of plans for my old man who has stolen all my small treasury. When he gets old, he will have his oxygen tube removed, cremated, and buried. Send him to the hospital.”
"The filial son upstairs, the appraisal is completed!"
"plus one!"
"plus one!"
"The filial son plus one!"
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Hahaha!
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"Fold a paper crane and send a red ribbon. I wish kind people good luck every day..."
"Hello?"
Looking at the big word "Father" displayed on the phone, I was silent for a few seconds. Finally, I pressed the answer button and skillfully held it ten meters away from my ear.
Sure enough, the next second after pressing the answer button.
"Sun Tianchuan! I'm your uncle! Who asked you to quit your job? How could I have given birth to such a thing like you in the first place!"
It’s still this familiar northeastern accent, or this familiar roar. Through the screen, I can feel the spittle coming from the shop. This shout is so hoarse that people are starting to run towards Qi. Why are they still so energetic?
Doesn't your throat feel dry? !
"Do you know how much effort labor and management put into sending you to the bureau? I gave away just tobacco and alcohol to your labor and management..."
Yes, yes, it is really difficult for you to send me to the bureau. I can get in without working too hard. I am still the kind who takes care of food and housing, and is also assigned a house, a silver bracelet, a monthly system, and a year. Once you have a good grasp of the system, you can choose as you like.
I complained angrily and picked up the phone, too lazy to continue listening to this old man's nonsense.
"Where's my mother?"
There was obvious silence on the other side of the phone for a few seconds, and then a slightly aggrieved voice came.
"You little brat, you know how to ask your mother, why don't you know how to ask your father and me?"
"Ask the old man what you are doing. You are as strong as an ox. You are over sixty and can still jump better than me who is over twenty. What are you doing?"
I lit up half of the cigarette again and said casually.
"What the hell? Aren't you thirty, you little brat?"
"Twenty-nine! It's one thing to celebrate the New Year. My birthday hasn't passed yet, so why isn't it twenty-nine!"
I shouted angrily into my phone.
This old man, I wonder if men are also very sensitive when it comes to age. Thirty sounds old instantly, how can it sound as good as twenty-nine?
"Don't talk about those useless things. Where is my mother?"
"Your mother is dancing in the square. If your mother doesn't go out, I can call this bastard. It's not like you don't know how domineering your mother can be. The two hundred yuan I saved with great difficulty recently was looted again."
On the other side of the phone, words of deep resentment suddenly came from the phone, but the voice that was full of energy just now was obviously a bit weaker now.
"Isn't it good to plunder it? It saves you, old man, from having to play billiards every now and then. You can't win even one game all day long, and you keep bragging to others. It's great to stay at home, raise fish, and walk the dog."
Bang - tear it apart!
I threw the instant noodle paper into the trash can, held my phone between my legs, boiled a pot of water, and prepared my own dinner.
"Fuck you, you bastard! When I was young, I was able to play billiards for one year and became the top billiards king in the village. In two years, I dominated the East Street of the city. In three years, I was the unbeatable player in the world. That's a famous name. Who? I don’t know, who doesn’t…”
"Would that change the fact that you can't even hit a three-bargain now? Two-bargains have been rare since the year before last, right?"
Timer, keep warm for fifteen minutes!
The kettle is really a great invention of mankind, and instant noodles are the crystallization of human wisdom.
With these two things, you can have a hot bite of food at any time, with the flavor of your choice, and it’s also cheap!
Even if you eat three meals a day, you will easily feel nauseated and want to vomit.
"You little brat, can you speak? It was an accident. Do you understand what an accident is? Who hasn't grown old yet? You..."
"Oh, old man, do you admit that you are old?"
I interrupted casually and looked at the screen showing the timing.
It's only been half a minute. Isn't there a machine that can boil water in just one minute?
If it were available, I would buy it no matter how expensive it was. It would be hard to kill time.
"You little bitch! You and I can run ten kilometers every day without gasping for air. I'm ten thousand times better than you, little brat, who complains every time you take two steps!"
"Yes, yes, old man, you are the best, right?"
I answered somewhat perfunctorily, but as I listened to the old man's endless words, which were almost as good as scolding, my heart, which had been particularly irritable because of my resignation, gradually calmed down.
