"You're here again. Old Chen, I just realized that you are so ritualistic."
Chen Mo laughed and punched Old Chen's arm lightly with his fist.
"Tsk, stop talking nonsense and break it down quickly."
Old Chen rolled his eyes, put his crutch aside and leaned on it. He also tilted his body and looked over with his head, urging Chen Mo to open the package quickly. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
Chen Mo gently stroked the plastic paper shell, and his fingertips gently rubbed the name A, and there was an indescribable feeling in his eyes.
Although after self-enrollment, he almost knew that he would be admitted, but when he actually received the notice, he felt different.
From elementary school, to junior high school, to high school, he has come step by step, step by step. This piece of paper is the most beautiful affirmation of the more than ten years he has gone through. His persistence, persistence, and those who pushed himself
Even when he was about to faint, it was all in vain. This notice was the best answer he could give him.
The moment he gently tore open the paper envelope and took out the notice with his name and the principal's seal and signature, Chen Mo smiled, and Old Chen, who was next to him, couldn't help but laugh too.
When Chen Mo saw the piece of paper he got, the joy in his heart at that moment was indescribable, and he felt very happy from the bottom of his heart. He kind of knew why Lao Chen gave him the opportunity to open the envelope, so he took it out and read it with his own hands.
I was really happy when I arrived.
"It looks good. It's a letter from A University. I knew you would be happy."
Lao Chen said with a smile, and reached out to touch the raised lines.
"Dad, thank you."
Chen Mo looked at it for a long time, suppressed the emotion in his eyes, looked back at Old Chen and said softly and seriously. He thanked Old Chen for giving him this surprise, and also thanked Old Chen for accompanying him all these years.
"Hey, what can I say thanks to you?"
When Lao Chen saw Chen Mo smiling happily, his eyes were filled with smiles.
That call "Dad" made Lao Chen tremble slightly. He looked at Chen Mo with his eyes blank for a moment. In fact, Chen Mo rarely called him "Dad". It was Lao Chen and Lao Chen who called him that.
Maybe he was used to fighting with this little brat when he was a child, or maybe it was during his junior high school years... My son was like a brother most of the time, as Lao Chen and Lao Chen called him.
He rarely calls him dad directly, except when he misses him very much or is emotional, then he blurts out the call dad.
Lao Chen pursed his lips, and his eyes seemed to be filled with fine grit, making them very stagnant. He didn't know when, but tears suddenly blurred his eyes.
Old Chen forcibly suppressed the tears, and with a hey, he patted Chen Mo's shoulder and said nonchalantly.
He took the crutch, put it under his arm, and propped up his body. He looked at Chen Mo and said with a smile:
"Give me your camera and I'll take a picture for you."
"good."
Chen Mo handed over his commonly used small camera, and Lao Chen skillfully put it on his body and started taking pictures of Chen Mo.
Seeing Chen Mo's figure focused in the camera frame, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Go to school and eat more. It's not good for you to be too thin now. You won't be able to find a girlfriend in the future."
"Hmm...huh? Hahaha, okay."
Chen Mo originally responded softly, but suddenly realized what Lao Chen said, choked on the sharp turn of the topic, nodded and responded with a chuckle.
He actually wanted to tell Lao Chen... that he already had a girlfriend, and she was a very cute and beautiful girlfriend that he liked very much.
But he didn't dare. After all, he had just grown up, and maybe his thinking hadn't changed from high school yet. He felt that Lao Chen's reaction might not necessarily be good if he said it now.
When Lao Chen saw Chen Mo's expression, he moved his eyes away from the camera window, glanced at Chen Mo, and said casually. As he spoke, he took a photo of Chen Mo's smiling expression.
"Now that you're in college, I won't restrict you from falling in love."
"If there is a girl you like and we are together, you can bring her back to me to see. If you like her, be nice to her."
I don't know if it was his misunderstanding, but Chen Mo always felt that there was something in his father's words.
"……good."
After a while, Old Chen said nothing else, and Chen Mo could only respond with a smile.
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In one night, Chen Mo also packed almost all the luggage he needed. No matter how much more he needed, he couldn't carry it. He was going to go to the post office to mail it to City A tomorrow.
Lao Chen also got up very early the next day. After buying soy milk and fried dough sticks, he silently walked around Chen Mo.
In fact, he is not a qualified father, and he treats Chen Mo freely most of the time.
He is not usually very responsible, but for more than ten years, he has been seen with his head down almost every day. Occasionally, his son has to go out so far and for such a long time.
It would be false to say that he was worried because his heart was empty. But he was a grown man and couldn't say anything.
He just wanted to see his son more before he left. The next time he saw him again would be half a year later.
Chen Mo didn't go out all morning, so he stayed with Lao Chen. He gave Lao Chen some instructions. How much water should be put in when cooking? Don't boil the rice cooker dry again. The labels for oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are all affixed.
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Afraid that his father would put the wrong condiments again and make himself sick, he gave up the struggle and stopped cooking, and continued to buy cold skin to eat.
In the afternoon, Chen Mo went out and sent some luggage. When he passed by Uncle Wang's cold dish shop at the intersection, he sighed and left some money. He walked two steps to Grandma Wei's small restaurant on the corner and left some money.
I paid him some money and told him to take care of Lao Chen a little.
After Chen Mo sent his luggage, he walked around Xiangyang and said goodbye to some friends who had a good time. After leaving Fu Chen, he went to the mobile phone store again.
When we came out again, it was already approaching evening.
Time is always busy, and it passes quickly without realizing it. Chen Mo looked at the sky that was dyed red with brilliant colors in the evening, pursed his lips and exhaled softly. He raised his camera and took a picture.
It is said that all scenery is the scenery of the heart, and it is indeed true. I wonder if he is about to leave Xiangyang at this time. Now looking at the familiar scenery around him, he has a very different feeling. With some nostalgia and feelings that he wants to remember.
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Goodbye, Xiangyang.
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"Your tavern is closed to me..."
While wandering on the streets of Xiangyang, his cell phone suddenly rang, and Chen Mo picked up the phone.
It was my mother who called me. I have to say that my mother and Lao Chen are still different. Because he has not been with her these years, my mother's tone is deliberately close every time she calls.
He was being cautious unconsciously. He didn't like this feeling, but he also knew that some things couldn't be changed.
My mother had contacted him on WeChat before about disaster relief. Unlike Lao Chen's proud mood, my mother was concerned about whether he was injured the whole time.
Maybe the incident with Lao Chen had left a shadow on her. After she recognized that the "mask young man" on the news was him, her first reaction was worry and fear, and she called to make sure he was okay. She was afraid that he would be like him back then.
Like Lao Chen, he suddenly had an accident. She had finally accepted that Lao Chen was in an accident, but she couldn't accept that her son would have such an accident one day.
"Momo, mom sometimes wants you to be an ordinary person and be safe and sound...Mom, please promise me. If you encounter danger in the future, mom will ask for nothing but you. You must guarantee yourself first."
safety.”
"Well, okay, I promise you...Mom, don't be afraid."
Chen Mo leaned against the street lamp, his light-colored eyes reflecting the neon lights of the city in the distance, and responded softly. Hearing the still trembling voice on the phone, he moved his lips and spoke softly.
He understands his mother's feelings. He was once a family member of a hero. He knows the feeling of worry, helplessness and panic when a loved one lives or dies in a dangerous place on the front line.
ps: It’s Sanjiang tomorrow, okay ヾ(??▽?)ノAlthough it’s not the first time, I still want to celebrate. Book friends, do you want to add an update tomorrow to celebrate?