problem child adventure

There are insects in the world, known as Qian Yeer in ancient times, they look like centipedes, they like to live in the human ear, they can hear them, they have abnormal itches, they hate insect water, and they smell unbearable.

Many village paths are loess roads, and those who have walked through some dirt paths will find that they are very potholes.

In the summer vacation of my sophomore year in high school, my parents forced me to leave me in my mother’s hometown in the countryside——Huangchong Village. I also had this "precious" opportunity to experience the "antique road" left by ancient China. "!"According to my dad, his car's anti-vibration effect is the best among all the cars, but on this narrow loess road, I can fully see where it stands out!

All the way, the food at noon was overwhelming in my stomach, and I couldn’t vomit it out. My stomach seemed to be reeling like a snake. The lunch was pressing on the pipe from my throat to my stomach. From time to time, there was a sour and bitter taste in my mouth from the esophagus. It's hard to talk about the uncomfortable feeling like taking a nap in class, which also makes me hate my mother even more!

She is the dean of an orphanage. Her biggest advantage is her dedication to her duties. She cares for every child meticulously, as if every child is her own.However, for me who was actually taken out of her belly—her biological son, there has always been an image of a stepmother.

When I was five years old, I was in the first half of the grade (at that time, the first half of the grade was like a kindergarten). On the first day of school, there was a lot of crying and noise in the campus. It was the whistle of the little classmates who were reluctant to part with their parents.And I sat in the seat designated by the teacher and didn't say a word or shed a tear all morning.That's because I'm used to it, I'm used to every day without my parents.

My dad always had a job, and always had reasons for refusing to go to amusement parks, parent-teacher conferences, graduations.And my mother never gave me a reason, she always said with a smile: "Minger, my mother's orphanage has a new brother (sister) admitted, and my mother is going to help him sort out the materials, so I can't go It's..."

It's just perfunctory!How can a palm-sized orphanage accept orphans every month?

After graduating from elementary school, my mind entered adolescence with age, so the rebellious period came as promised with most children. "I don't understand her and she doesn't understand me" made the relationship between me and my "stepmother" more and more rigid, so that her own son was about to enter the third year of high school, and she thought the teacher was so busy on the phone that she would leave me to me Uncle!She also boasted that it was for my own good, she said that my uncle is a middle school teacher, he can work with my teacher to make a better summer review plan for me...

"Ah...it's finally here..." After getting off the car, the father was full of emotion.

And after I sat in the back seat for ten seconds, the lunch in the esophagus finally sounded the gongs and drums, "Ugh..."

The family of three, grandma and uncle, who came to welcome us, were greeting my parents, and my series of vomiting successfully captured the focus.

My aunt is a more competent mother than my mother, and she was the first to react.She asked concerned: "Why is Ming'er vomiting so fast, come out quickly, I'll pour you a bowl of white vinegar, to cure motion sickness!"

As I said that, I ran into the house quickly. At this time, I didn't care what I was drinking, but I felt a warm current in my heart, and I felt better.However... my hard-hearted mother said something that instantly petrified me: "Siblings, don't talk to this kid, he's just spoiled because he's used to it, and it's time to sharpen it, so that I won't have to deal with him when he breaks into society in the future." Worry all the time."

"What I'm talking about is that the thorns on my body should have been smoothed out a long time ago. He is obviously a boy, so why is he whiter and tenderer than the neighbor's Xiaomei, and he is not afraid of being laughed at. In the future, there will still be girls who will fall in love with him." What my mother's grandmother said.

I cursed in my heart: "Sure enough, the most poisonous woman's heart, what kind of mother will give birth to what kind of child!"

My dad has always been "Xiao Xizi (a name for eunuchs)", and my mother is his empress. He listens to whatever she says, and I can guarantee for him that he will never force the palace, always has been.

He followed my mother and grandmother's intentions to run on me and said: "What mother said is that the son is still in a daze and won't come down to carry your luggage out."

The raging karma burned my heart, but it is not easy to have an outbreak in his house, so I said angrily: "You go in first, I will move later!"

Grandma smiled with her old face and went to the house. The kind-hearted aunt was dragged away by the mother, and the uncle and father also left after talking about family affairs. He took my parents to prepare a big gift bag for him and left.

Suppressing anger in my heart and enduring physical exhaustion, I dragged three large suitcases and walked in the yard like tofu in the countryside.Those few relatives of mine simply treated me like air, and greeted each other as if I didn't exist.

Lonely and alone.

I didn’t want to eat dinner, so I went to my temporary bedroom alone. Before going to bed, my aunt burned the hay called wormwood. It is said that this is the wormwood planted during the Dragon Boat Festival.When I asked her why she burned this, she said that repelling insects could make me sleep peacefully, and that she would come over to burn me a plate of dried mugwort every night and noon.

It tasted good when the grass was burned, so I went to bed without saying anything, and woke up the next day to see my aunt preparing breakfast.She told me that my mother saw that I was sleeping soundly last night, so she left me a note and went back, saying that she would still have work tomorrow.

I understand that their husband and wife have always put work first in everything and I will be the last, so they will definitely not wait for me to wake up.But there was still a sense of unhappiness in my heart, and I waited for my aunt to fetch the "letter from home" with a straight face.

In my opinion, the relationship between me and my mother is the same as that of nine-year compulsory education - leave after graduation (adult).I guessed in my heart that the so-called "letter from home" was just a few insignificant words and phrases, and I was even more angry when I thought about it.

I opened the note with a big movement, and my eyes suddenly lit up, which was a little unbelievable. It said that it was not in line with my mother's usual style: "Son, we are leaving, and I will pick you up on time. You have to eat on time, sleep on time, and sleep on time." Get up, take a shower on time, do your homework on time, and review on time..." The six times are usually what the mother of the child's family often says, but for me, this is the first time I see her nagging at me, "You have to listen carefully. The words of the elders, especially your grandma, she has the same temperament as me. Sometimes you may not like to hear what she says, but you have to listen to it. She is different from me. I can bear it when you are angry with me, because you are My son, I don't spoil you, who will spoil you, but if you are angry with your grandma, she will beat you, this is not to scare you, because your uncle and I were both raised by her..."

"Really, all women love Lori, and I'm not a child." I admitted that I was duplicity, and sat on my bed blankly, with a slightly sore nose. At that moment, I thought maybe I really didn't sell fruit...

Therefore, I eat lunch at noon this day with great relish, roasted orange-yellow roast duck, cut the duck skin one-third thick from the big fingernail of the palm, and wrapped it with white rice that just came out of the rice cooker.Open your mouth wide, take a bite, the aroma of duck meat permeates the whole mouth, and the duck oil full of essence soaks into the taste buds, it is really delicious!This was my favorite dish when I was a child, and my mother always fed it to me at that time.

After lunch, I said I wanted to go back to my children's book, so I went back to my room, took out the creed under my pillow, and accidentally read it ten times.

Looking at it, my eyelids began to feel sleepy, and I fell asleep without knowing it.I don't have the habit of taking a nap, I slept very lightly, and I heard a strange "giggle" laugh in the dimness, followed by some strange itching in my right ear, and I woke up. I instinctively dug my ear with my little finger and got up I went to read a book.