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A cruel thing
Zhang Xuan
It was one night when he and his ex-wife were completely cut off. He took his son to buy things. In order to avoid the barber shop he and his wife had previously opened, they took the dark path.
The shop has been given to others by her. When he heard the news a few days ago, he said nothing. He did not let others know his inner thoughts. When he was alone, the feeling of despair was chewed by him for a long time. It's all over, he hasn't cut off his hopes, thinking that this bad relationship will always be repaired, although this time is different from before.
The shop didn't make money, and he couldn't even make a living, but he missed the experience brought to him by this small shop, not to mention the variety, it just made him like it. This small shop brought him a lot of satisfaction and helped him grow. He likes to meet different people, and this little shop has satisfied him.
When the business is bad, he brings a book to see, people and cars on the road come and go, and he likes the atmosphere. He also likes his craftsmanship. Those cleaned hair are rubbed into a mess by a dry towel. Comb it with a comb to make it tidy. He used to start trimming from the temple on the left side of the guest. The comb turned downward with the scissors facing upwards, all the way to the middle of the back of the scissors, and then reversed to trim the right side.
Later, the differences between their husbands and wives increased, and he stopped going to the store. While not going out to work, he would wash his clothes and cook at home to pick up and drop off his son to and from school. When he was free, he would read a book.
He cannot define the father-son relationship between himself and his son. His relationship with his father was not very close, and his relationship with his mother was very harmonious. They share common values, and it is unclear whether it is the result of education or inheritance. He and his father's values are always inconsistent. Every time there is a dispute, he is also on the mother's side. But he would persuade his mother to look away.
He could not assess his relationship with his son. His son was very rusty with him until he was three years old, and sometimes made him feel like an outsider. Especially after he returned from working outside. I remember one time, after dinner, the family of three was watching TV together, and the son gave his mother the broken toy and said: "You give him this, let him fix it." His mother said: "To whom? He Who is it? "The son pointed at him:" Here! He is the father! "
He has never been intimate with his son. He doesn't want to be a stern person, he just can't do it. But his ex-wife is fine, sometimes she will call "son" or "bear son" in that intimate tone, and then the mother and son hug and wrestle like that. He had never done this, never, at most he crossed the road around his son's small shoulder. Of course, when he was young, his son couldn't walk, and he never hugged his back. Many times, the son was sleeping in his arms, and he could feel the joy of being a parent deeply, but it made him behave intimately, and he couldn't do it.
His mother still called his nickname until he was an adult! And he has always called him Da Ming since his son was born, which was up before he was born, and he may have been called to the end.
One thing that surprised him was that he was almost inseparable from his mother when he was a child, not even one night, but his son did n’t matter, and he did n’t cry without his mother. As long as someone accompanied him, he would play alone. it is good. His wife used to run away from home after a quarrel. For a few days, his son could still eat and sleep. He followed his grandmother during the day and followed him at night. He was often surprised that he weighed himself up and couldn't do it. Now, if he loses his mother's news, he can't sleep so well, and he must be so distracted.
It was still when his son was two years old, that was the first time his wife ran away from home. No one could stop him. At that time, the son did not sleep. After the wife left, the family and several neighbors sat in a circle. Son He was held by his grandmother, everyone was talking about what happened to him, but his own mind went to other places. He saw his son staring straight at him, his eyes full of Are doubts. He will never erase that impression.
Later, his wife ran away from home more and more times, and he could n’t remember his son ’s reaction anymore. Every quarrel would bring his spirit to the brink of collapse. Then he would succumb and hate her while yielding Hatred to death. Every time I succumbed several times, there was an unyielding one time, and then she ran away from home again. The repair process has its length and shortness. He really played enough of this farce.
To say that the son is not close to his mother, he is unbelievable. She cares about her son far more than him. When he goes out to work, the son often plays in the store. Their harmonious mother-child relationship always reminds him of her. In her childhood, maybe she was brought up by her mother like this since she was a child? That relationship is different from his relationship with his mother. In comparison, his mother is more rational and never indulges him like that.
It was all over. When the news was confirmed, he really felt deep sorrow, for everything that was lost, and for everything that never came. The more he thought, the more sad he felt until he became numb, like a scar in his heart. No one knows about this matter, no one knows, his mother wanted to talk to him, he refused. His son knew nothing, he thought he knew nothing better.
That's it. He came here so self-deceived that he could finally take his son out to buy things. The two of them, father and son, walked on this dark road. Before they used to walk on the avenue, they went to the mother's shop first and then bought things. After buying it, go back to the store and go home together.
After shopping, they went out of the store. He suddenly remembered that his gloves had been forgotten on the counter, and he said to his son: "You are waiting for me here. I will get my gloves back."
When he took back his gloves and found that his son was not waiting for him there, he looked around and saw that thin and small figure was hiding around the corner of the shop, looking up and looking around ... his heart, just The pain was unbearable like he was slammed into it with a knife, and he turned around, covering his heart, oh yeah, no one had told him that the shop had been wiped out by his mother!
On the way back, they were all silent. His heart hurt all the time. Fortunately, it was dark at night. His tears smeared his face. There was nothing that made him feel so cruel. Life is not a joke, he finally understands this truth, the bitter days have not ended ...
It was one night when he and his ex-wife were completely cut off. He took his son to buy things. In order to avoid the barber shop he and his wife had previously opened, they took the dark path.
The shop has been given to others by her. When he heard the news a few days ago, he said nothing. He did not let others know his inner thoughts. When he was alone, the feeling of despair was chewed by him for a long time. It's all over, he hasn't cut off his hopes, thinking that this bad relationship will always be repaired, although this time is different from before.
The shop didn't make money, and he couldn't even make a living, but he missed the experience brought to him by this small shop, not to mention the variety, it just made him like it. This small shop brought him a lot of satisfaction and helped him grow. He likes to meet different people, and this little shop has satisfied him.
When the business is bad, he brings a book to see, people and cars on the road come and go, and he likes the atmosphere. He also likes his craftsmanship. Those cleaned hair are rubbed into a mess by a dry towel. Comb it with a comb to make it tidy. He used to start trimming from the temple on the left side of the guest. The comb turned downward with the scissors facing upwards, all the way to the middle of the back of the scissors, and then reversed to trim the right side.
Later, the differences between their husbands and wives increased, and he stopped going to the store. While not going out to work, he would wash his clothes and cook at home to pick up and drop off his son to and from school. When he was free, he would read a book.
He cannot define the father-son relationship between himself and his son. His relationship with his father was not very close, and his relationship with his mother was very harmonious. They share common values, and it is unclear whether it is the result of education or inheritance. He and his father's values are always inconsistent. Every time there is a dispute, he is also on the mother's side. But he would persuade his mother to look away.
He could not assess his relationship with his son. His son was very rusty with him until he was three years old, and sometimes made him feel like an outsider. Especially after he returned from working outside. I remember one time, after dinner, the family of three was watching TV together, and the son gave his mother the broken toy and said: "You give him this, let him fix it." His mother said: "To whom? He Who is it? "The son pointed at him:" Here! He is the father! "
He has never been intimate with his son. He doesn't want to be a stern person, he just can't do it. But his ex-wife is fine, sometimes she will call "son" or "bear son" in that intimate tone, and then the mother and son hug and wrestle like that. He had never done this, never, at most he crossed the road around his son's small shoulder. Of course, when he was young, his son couldn't walk, and he never hugged his back. Many times, the son was sleeping in his arms, and he could feel the joy of being a parent deeply, but it made him behave intimately, and he couldn't do it.
His mother still called his nickname until he was an adult! And he has always called him Da Ming since his son was born, which was up before he was born, and he may have been called to the end.
One thing that surprised him was that he was almost inseparable from his mother when he was a child, not even one night, but his son did n’t matter, and he did n’t cry without his mother. As long as someone accompanied him, he would play alone. it is good. His wife used to run away from home after a quarrel. For a few days, his son could still eat and sleep. He followed his grandmother during the day and followed him at night. He was often surprised that he weighed himself up and couldn't do it. Now, if he loses his mother's news, he can't sleep so well, and he must be so distracted.
It was still when his son was two years old, that was the first time his wife ran away from home. No one could stop him. At that time, the son did not sleep. After the wife left, the family and several neighbors sat in a circle. Son He was held by his grandmother, everyone was talking about what happened to him, but his own mind went to other places. He saw his son staring straight at him, his eyes full of Are doubts. He will never erase that impression.
Later, his wife ran away from home more and more times, and he could n’t remember his son ’s reaction anymore. Every quarrel would bring his spirit to the brink of collapse. Then he would succumb and hate her while yielding Hatred to death. Every time I succumbed several times, there was an unyielding one time, and then she ran away from home again. The repair process has its length and shortness. He really played enough of this farce.
To say that the son is not close to his mother, he is unbelievable. She cares about her son far more than him. When he goes out to work, the son often plays in the store. Their harmonious mother-child relationship always reminds him of her. In her childhood, maybe she was brought up by her mother like this since she was a child? That relationship is different from his relationship with his mother. In comparison, his mother is more rational and never indulges him like that.
It was all over. When the news was confirmed, he really felt deep sorrow, for everything that was lost, and for everything that never came. The more he thought, the more sad he felt until he became numb, like a scar in his heart. No one knows about this matter, no one knows, his mother wanted to talk to him, he refused. His son knew nothing, he thought he knew nothing better.
That's it. He came here so self-deceived that he could finally take his son out to buy things. The two of them, father and son, walked on this dark road. Before they used to walk on the avenue, they went to the mother's shop first and then bought things. After buying it, go back to the store and go home together.
After shopping, they went out of the store. He suddenly remembered that his gloves had been forgotten on the counter, and he said to his son: "You are waiting for me here. I will get my gloves back."
When he took back his gloves and found that his son was not waiting for him there, he looked around and saw that thin and small figure was hiding around the corner of the shop, looking up and looking around ... his heart, just The pain was unbearable like he was slammed into it with a knife, and he turned around, covering his heart, oh yeah, no one had told him that the shop had been wiped out by his mother!
On the way back, they were all silent. His heart hurt all the time. Fortunately, it was dark at night. His tears smeared his face. There was nothing that made him feel so cruel. Life is not a joke, he finally understands this truth, the bitter days have not ended ...
