Dream Guide
Chapter 89 How many true heroes bear infamy throughout their lives?
Old Enkun took a deep breath, sat down shakily, pulled the poppy to sit on his lap, and laughed: "Grandpa is not crying, grandpa is happy!"
The little girl was doubtful and used her little hands to help Enkun wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Old Enkun pointed at Shi Dazhuang and said, "That's your eldest father, your father's good brother. He's here to take you to the city!"
The little girl glanced at Shi Dazhuang warily, lowered her head and said nothing.
Shi Dazhuang said: "Yes, daddy, can you take you to the city?"
"No!" The little girl turned her head, leaned towards Old Enkun, and hugged Old Enkun's neck tightly.
Next, no matter what Lao Enkun and Shi Dazhuang said, she remained silent.
Shi Dazhuang spread his hands helplessly and looked at Qingmu with helpless eyes.
Aoki shook his head gently at him, indicating that he should not be anxious.
This child is obviously very repulsive to outsiders. He is not close to anyone except Lao Enkun. At this age, the more stubborn and stubborn the character, the more likely it is to induce depression.
Children have lost their parents since childhood and live a different childhood than ordinary people. If the long-term depression, helplessness and loss cannot be vented and channeled in time, it can easily lead to psychological and personality distortions.
Old Enkun sighed and said, "This girl is feeling miserable!"
At this time, many people came to Enkun's yard one after another and began to work on lunch.
"Mr. Enkun, I slaughtered the chickens at home!"
"Mr. Enkun, I lowered the net at night. I just picked it up and took a look. What do you think? There are three big green tails!"
"Mr. Enkun, I brought two jars of wine. When Hazi Shayazi's wine is not dry enough, he will drink mine."
…
Old Enkun sat up, socializing with the people who came, and filling the tobacco rod with shredded tobacco. Shi Dazhuang took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it over. Old Enkun stubbornly lit his cigarette rod and said, "I can't eat that."
When the first person came in with the chicken, Poppy got off Old Enkun's lap and stood aside quietly for a while. Seeing more and more people, she lowered her head and entered alone. Went to the house.
Qingmu greeted Lao Enkun, patted Shi Dazhuang on the shoulder and said, "I'll go take a look."
The back room was dark and damp, with many old illustrated magazines from the last century taped to the walls, and a certificate of award taped in an inconspicuous place.
Poppy entered the room and lay down on the old-fashioned Eight Immortals table with a corner missing. She leaned her chin on her arms and stared at the wood grain on the table. She didn't know what she was thinking.
Suddenly she heard the sound of tapping.
The sound sounded a bit strange, like the sound of someone's shoe soles slapping the ground without lifting the heel.
But the sound of cloth shoes is duller than it, and the sound of straw sandals is grittier than it. She also heard the sound of the leather shoes worn by Sha Yazi who worked in other places. It was a crisp sound.
This was a kind of footsteps that she had never heard before, with the rhythm of music, hitting people's ears like drumbeats.
A little curious, she turned around and saw the man who came with her eldest father walking in.
She doesn't like Big Daddy, because Big Daddy is Dad's brother, and Dad is a bad person, so Big Daddy is also a bad person, and everyone who comes with Big Dad is a bad person.
She didn't know why her father was a bad person, everyone said so anyway. My classmates said this, and my teacher said this too. When she misbehaves, her teachers and classmates will beat her, because she is the offspring of a bad person, and they say that the offspring of a bad person should be beaten.
Sometimes, even though she is very well-behaved, they will complain to the teacher that she is not well-behaved. The teacher decided that she was not good and punished her by beating her.
She hates going to school.
The tapping stopped. The man stood by the wall and looked at the certificates on the wall. That was the only certificate she had ever received, and her winning essay was posted next to it.
The title of the composition is - "My Bad Dad".
That was the last time she mentioned her father in front of others.
She thought that if she admitted that she had a bad father, others would stop bullying her.
But no!
From then on, she never mentioned her father except in her diary.
She took out a brand new small book with a beautiful cover from her old yellow book bag.
This little notebook was given to her by her mother on her first day of school. Every time she took it out, she seemed to see her mother. The beautiful cover looked like her mother's face.
She gently touched the cover of the book and opened it carefully - this was her own world.
…
The man with the chicken coop on his head is here. What is he going to do?
Want to peek into my diary?
snort!
Poppy tightly protected her diary with her arms, preventing him from reading it.
She secretly looked out of the corner of her eye, only to find that the man was gone, and she didn't know where he went.
Maybe, go out!
She breathed a sigh of relief, and just as her tense nerves relaxed, she suddenly saw someone else beside her, sitting on a long bench with her.
She was startled and instinctively hugged the diary tightly, looking at the man beside her warily.
"Your name is Poppy?" the man asked.
Poppy pursed her lips and said nothing, holding the diary tighter.
"Did you know that there is a flower also called poppy?"
Of course the poppies know that their name is the name of a flower, but they all say that it looks like a poppy and is a poisonous flower.
She had seen poppies, but not poppies.
"Do you know that there is a poem also called Poppy?" the man asked again.
Poppy didn't know what the word was.
The man chanted:
"When did the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do we know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland cannot bear to look back in the bright moon.
The carved railings and jade masonry should still be there, but the beauty has changed. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward! "
Poppy was silent.
She didn't understand the meaning of the poem, but every word that came out of the man's mouth was like a pebble falling into a lake, creating ripples in her heart.
A faint melancholy rose from the bottom of her heart, like the fog on the lake, drifting and unpredictable, but getting thicker and thicker, so thick that it could not be dissolved.
Those past days - the days when I was with my mother, the days when I occasionally saw my father... turned over one by one like a comic strip.
She missed her mother.
She gently placed the diary in her arms on the table and stroked the cover with her hand.
Suddenly ripples appeared on the cover, like water ripples.
In the hazy halo, she saw her mother's face.
Her mother was smiling at her, her face was young and beautiful. She remembered that her mother was so young when she was lying on her mother's back and clamoring to go to Yanma Street in Mendian to buy candy.
Later, my mother became ill and old.
The light and shadow on the cover were still changing, and my mother's smile gradually disappeared, and her plump cheeks began to become thinner. Slowly, only the wrinkled sallow skin was left, like an old yellow paper covering the skull.
A drop of crystal water fell from the sky and landed on the cover.
She gently opened the diary, and there were a few crooked lines written in pencil on the title page. That was what she wrote while lying on her mother's coffin the night after her mother died -
Mom is dead
I want to die too
If you die, you can be with your mother forever
But I will see my father even if I die
I hate dad
So I can only live
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