Before finishing the bland porridge, my dad came into the room, glanced at my mom, and asked, "When did you wake up? Have you taken any medicine?"
"I've been awake for more than 20 minutes, and I've been given medicine. Now give me some porridge, and wait until he eats it. Then I'll give him the medicine after eating." My mother replied while feeding me porridge. I saw My dad was so timid that he even ate porridge with ease, for fear that he would find a reason to deal with me.
My mother sat down next to my bed, looking like she was hesitating to speak, and said quickly: "If you have anything to say, wait until I feed him the food."
She was afraid that if my father 'interrogated' me, I would not dare to eat.
After finishing the porridge nervously, my dad coughed twice, cleared his throat, and sure enough he started: "Sanwa'er, why did you set someone Liu Chunyan's head on fire?"
"I... didn't have any reason. I didn't want to burn it. I just wanted to play for a while, and it ended up burning." I answered my dad's question carefully. I wouldn't dare to lie. Generally, if you admit it after committing a crime, you will still get it. Well, if I lie, my dad won’t mind beating me all over the yard.
"You can burn other people's hair if you want to play tricks? Then if I want to play tricks, do I have to burn your hair too?" My dad got angry and suddenly raised his voice by three points. Speaking of which, my two sisters are pretty. He is such a sensible person that everyone in the village praises him. He is the pride of my father! He just couldn't figure out how his only son, me, could become a typical 'negative example' in the village. Being face-conscious, he often felt that I was too embarrassing for him.
I was so scared that I shrank my neck and didn't dare to speak. At this moment, my mother pulled hard on my father's clothes, as if to remind him of something.
After my mother reminded me, my father came to his senses and said, "Next time, you will be bald for a year and don't even think about having half a hair grow on your head."
After saying this, my dad's face softened, and he didn't even mention Liu Chunyan's hair again. Instead, he fell silent, as if he was thinking about what to say.
I didn't think much about it at the time, I was just happy that I had escaped another big 'disaster'. Speaking of my father punishing me, my mother rarely stopped me, except when the beating was too severe, which was even more rare. It was my dad who was so 'obedient' and accepted the stop.
Haha, the sun is going to come out in the west, what can I do? Do I still ask why and then stuff it back to the east? I'm not that stupid.
As soon as the man relaxed and ate something warm, I started to feel sleepy again, but my dad started talking again: "Sanwa'er, what did you do last night? Please tell me in detail about it?"
Are you starting to investigate what happened last night? My whole body tightened again, and I quickly returned: "I didn't do anything. I was walking and walking. I got hungry, so I broke off 3 corns, and then went to the bamboo forest to braise corns to eat. Then I fell asleep, and then I didn't You know why you are so confused..."
As soon as I thought about what happened yesterday, I felt so confused that I couldn't explain it in detail. When I noticed that my dad's face was getting more and more serious, I couldn't continue talking.
Unexpectedly, my dad didn't care where I broke off the corn, and he didn't pursue my intention of running away from home at all. Instead, he tried his best to soften the lines of his face and said very gently: "What happened next, tell dad."
"Then I didn't know why, so I walked to the edge of the cemetery. I... I felt... I walked there with my eyes closed." It's rare that my dad is so gentle, why don't I tell him quickly? Besides, this matter is stuck in my heart, and I hope to get a reasonable explanation from an adult.
My dad's face completely darkened, and even my mom's face was very ugly. I don't know what went wrong in this section to make my parents look so serious. Even if I passed the final exam last semester Fifth from the bottom, they are not like this either
I felt a little scared and looked at them at a loss. The strange thing was that my dad didn’t care about me at all. Instead, he stood up, paced back and forth in the room, and then took out his pants from his trouser pocket. Rolling cigarettes, I wanted to roll one up, looked at me, but went out again.
As for my mother, her eyes became very strange. She just touched my head and said nothing. She looked very worried.
I don't know what happened. I always feel that my parents are worried about something big this time.
After a while, my dad came in, smelling of cigarette smoke. He must have gone out to smoke just now. As soon as he entered the room, he sat next to me, put his hand on my shoulder and said, "Sanwa'er, you have to be honest. Tell dad, why were you crying yesterday, and what are you afraid of? The more detailed you are, the better. No matter what it is, dad will believe you."
At this time, my father's eyes were firm and full of trust, and the hand on my shoulder also gave me a kind of strength between men. This feeling was even noticeable to me, and for a while I had a huge feeling. Courage, very straightforwardly, told everything about last night's experience, including the inexplicable dream of light spots, the house, the man in the shroud, the dazzling light on the chest, and the faint roar of a tiger. , all told.
But in the end, I vaguely saw a red dot and followed it, which I didn’t tell you, because it felt so uncertain.
My dad's face became uglier and uglier as he listened. In the end, he just hugged me in his arms and kept touching my head vigorously. He didn't know what he wanted to express. In short, it made me covered in chicken skin. Damn, because my dad has never been so insensitive to me.
As for my mother, she shed tears, and I don’t know why.
After a long time, the strange atmosphere in the room dissipated. My dad finally patted my head and said, "Good job, son. I didn't wet my pants yesterday."
I felt proud of my dad's compliment and quickly said: "I wasn't afraid in the beginning. Even if that man wanted to hit me, I wouldn't be afraid! If I hadn't found them wearing such scary clothes, I wouldn't have cried... . . ”
This is indeed the case. My dad didn't refute me for the first time. He just touched my head again and kept saying: "Good son, good son..."
I have never been praised so much by him since I can remember. Those words of "what a good son" made me feel uncomfortable all over. I was about to die from my dad's nausea, so he quickly changed the subject: "Dad, what did you say about yesterday?" What's the matter?"
What happened yesterday? My father was stunned when I asked this question. He touched my head for a while and fell silent. On the contrary, my mother wiped away her tears and said loudly: "What can happen? You were in the bamboo forest yesterday." If you catch a cold or have a fever, you will become confused."
Sometimes, men are not as quick as women. On this issue, my dad's reaction was obviously not as quick as my mom's.
But due to the rush of the answer, my mother's answer was not satisfactory to me who was full of curiosity about everything. I looked at my dad with some doubts. My dad also reacted at this time and said with an unnatural expression on his face: "You are sleepwalking. A sleepwalker coughs as if he is dreaming. The fact that you haven't opened your eyes is the best proof. In addition, you have a fever and your mind is a little unclear."
I know about sleepwalking. A classmate in the class once said that his brother was sleepwalking. He got up in the middle of the night to catch chickens in the yard. After he was beaten awake, he didn't know anything...
I thought this was so miraculous at the time, but I didn't expect it to actually happen to me.
Well, I can accept my dad's statement about sleepwalking. I felt very at ease for a while and stopped thinking randomly. Gradually, sleepiness came over me and I fell asleep on the bed again.
When I woke up again, I was woken up by my eldest sister pinching my face. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the eldest sister's angry look and the second sister's gentle smile.
Speaking of which, my two sisters have very different personalities. The eldest sister's name is Chen Xia. She is quite chivalrous (pronounced as "xia") in her character. She is bold and outspoken. Her temper is typical of Sichuan girls, very spicy.
The second sister's name is Chen Xiaojuan. She is gentle and soft-spoken.
When I was a child, I was closer to my second sister than my eldest sister, because if I got mad, my eldest sister would beat me in a hurry, but my second sister would never do it. At most, she would persuade the two of them with a red face and a soft voice. You can't even scold me.
I didn't dare to struggle when the eldest sister pinched my face, so I forced a smile and asked: "Sister, why are you back so early?"