The chubby man with an ordinary appearance and a big belly squinted his eyes and walked back and forth, carrying a dozen beer in his hand and a bottle of white wine in his pocket. Even if he was wrapped in a cotton coat, he still moved with him and clinked. The sound of collision.
He leaned on the wall with one hand and staggered in from the door, his face was unusually ruddy, he was already drunk, his voice was getting smaller and smaller, and he didn't seem to see if anyone was in the room.
When he saw the young man reading a book on the kang, he suddenly became furious. He went straight up and grabbed the young man's collar and pulled him out of the bedding on the kang.
"TMD! Asshole, can't you hear me calling you? Play dead there..."
Before he finished speaking, the rough man's face was a bit awkward, he couldn't stop him after a very loud burp, he pushed the boy out, and he vomited while holding on to the edge of the kang.
The smell inside the house was particularly nauseating for a while. The boy was dragged to the ground by brute force, watching all this with cold eyes, his thin body shivering in the cold air, but he didn't do anything, just watch it like this Hold him!
I thought that after some vomiting, the man's stomach freed up some space, and then put the small table on the floor on the kang, put the bottle on it, first opened a bottle of beer, and took a sip from his head up.
He saw the young man on the ground who still hadn't gone out to buy food and drink for him, his eyes widened with anger and bloodshot, and shouted: "Are you deaf? Do you want me to repeat it?"
After saying this, he relied on the tools that symbolized the dignity of "man" and "father", and he pulled out the belt and pointed it at the young man on the ground who was silently watching everything.
"NMD! Look at me? You look at me again?!"
The young man raised his arm. He knew how a man would beat him, and he had already made the most advantageous way of resisting him, but that was the case, because of the cold, the harder belt, and the iron belt buckle on it, still clicked again and again. The ground left layers of blood on his immature skin.
"You look down? You also look down on me!"
The man became even more angry. He was stimulated to the most shameful position in his heart by the cold gaze of this young man. That gaze could turn him from a human into a devil!
He has never thought about why he would be looked down upon by others, and he would never change it, so his dignity will be displayed in this home.
In this home, in front of this young man, he is the heaven, the heaven that can determine the fate of the young man!
"I don't have money to buy food for you. If you can pay, I can take a trip for you." The teenager will not stay in one place and be beaten by him, and quickly said while finding a suitable place to hide.
He is not as sensible as an eleven-year-old child.
In other words, because he is only eleven years old, he has no choice but to protect himself in the most rational way.
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"Not enough...not enough...not enough!"
Yan Yan was sneered in the ice and snow. He looked around. He was alone in the land, but he was still negotiating and confronting the power in the dark.
That face was full of disdain and mockery, and his voice was extremely cold, contemptuous of the newspaper, and contemptuous of his father.
The eloquence has enveloped everything in the world, and Yan Yan is alone on the snowy ground with his legs buried, and the snow here has already shown signs of being swallowed up.
But he didn't struggle, but the light in those eyes became more and more obvious.
He saw a road, the road between life and death, perhaps just to live, it does not mean his victory.
Between repeated memories and fate, he found a way to humiliate the newspaper office more than living.
The snow is getting bigger and bigger, pouring out the anger of the newspaper's will.
Yan Yan's smile became more and more brilliant, he was in a position to win, he was the one who was destined to defeat the newspaper!
Of course, this confrontation between Yan Yan and the newspaper is only halfway through!
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The teenager has grown to fifteen years old, and he doesn't need to grow long hair to sell his hair to earn a dozen dollars to supplement his family.
Because his home has changed from that shabby and cold rental house to another shabby but warm garbage house.
His relatives have also changed from parents to grandma.
This home is very dirty and messy, and the air leaks everywhere, but every night he lights a kerosene lamp and waits for his grandma to come back late. He will bring back a cloth bag with some small snacks in his old and dry palm. A little bit of warmth.
Young people are living happily, but there are no children, so they forget their mothers.
Even his mother has forgotten that he has his son.
The boy didn't understand until his mother and another man came to him that day, why his mother didn't come to see him for a long, long time.
It turned out that my mother already had a new family.
That man seemed to be a successful person, in short, he was ten thousand times better than his own father.
The mother is very beautiful, prettier than many women, and she still can't figure out why such a beautiful woman would marry her mediocre bastard father.
Although his mother didn't have much tenderness towards him, when the teenager saw his mother who was well-dressed and no longer had to live in hardships, he sincerely hoped that she would have a good home.
A young man, not an ordinary young man, he won't be struggling to chase the fading affection, so he chose to let go.
Silently accepting everything he shouldn't accept.
Let people laugh, abuse, and humiliate...
One day many years later, in front of the solemn graveyard, the last friend of the teenager in the second half of his life asked him: "Have you ever found your parents?"
His answer at the time was, "No!"
But he seemed to have lied. At the age of fifteen, he did indeed look for his mother.
Grandma told him that his mother was married and that strange man.
Her words were very light, like the flames of a dimly lit oil lamp in a dimly lit garbage room.
The look of helplessness in the kindness made the young man feel uncomfortable. He didn't want to go there very much, but the name of "mother and son" in that life has made them unable to become two separate individuals after all.
The boy took the fare, but he resisted. In order to satisfy his selfishness, he spent his grandma's savings.
It was a villa that he had never seen before when he grew up. The outside of the house was full of flowers and some servants were building branches. Under the house in spring, the people in the house lived an unimaginable life for his fifteen-year-old boy. .
The young man looked at the luxurious villa and was a little speechless. His clothes were not even as good as the old maid outside his mother's house. Standing at the door, he felt that people were really different from each other for the first time.
When the maid walked towards him outside the gate, the boy dared not spy anymore.
He wanted to take a look at his mother. It really seemed to be spying. It was so funny. He wasn't very convinced, but he still walked away.
The disgust on the maid's face hurt the young man's heart. He consciously walked away and did not listen to the maid's curse.
The boy sat in the woods outside the villa, looking at the brightly lit villa from a distance, and a window there, he waited from day to dark.
He never left, always thinking that if he left like this, he would be sorry for himself, and even worse for the ticket that grandma gave him.
He felt that the world was quiet after eating the noodles he brought out from home with clear water.
His world is very quiet, and his mother's world is very lively.
In that window, there is a happy family of three. The mother is wearing a luxurious long dress and holding the cute little girl in her arms. She is lying in her arms, holding a cookie in her little hand, and feeding her mother. , And also fed the boy's mother.
The little girl who possessed his mother was also his sister in theory, but there was an uncharacteristically jealous, even hatred in his eyes.
What a teenager has never felt before, something that a teenager has never gotten in his entire life, the little girl who is only two years old can easily reach it.
He was so far away from that window, he couldn't even see clearly, let alone hear the sound.
However, his ears were always surrounded by the sound of frolicking and happy frolics, tingling his already numb little heart again.
There are two kinds of life across the street.
There is a complete family, and here is the memory that is always missing.
For the first time, he questioned himself, why would he spend nearly 100 yuan from his grandma to look up to the happiness of others and put out his own hope.
The little boy didn’t understand at the time,
Is it the newly-married certificate? Or the little girl who has been babbling? Or an unparalleled living environment...
Is the relationship between him and his mother completely cleared up
It turns out that relatives can really be distinguished from their relatives.
The boy stepped on the moonlight and left, and the lonely shadow grew longer and longer.
When the snowflakes of winter fall again, the boy is no longer a boy...
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PS: There will be an update today, and it will be released later. Today, I will tell the story of Yan Yan without regret. Everyone will look at the story as if it were the beginning and the end. Some things are exaggerated, some things are not. (End of this chapter)