Busy work and life can always occupy people's brain space, leaving those strange thoughts behind.
And this is exactly the state of Xiao Yanran. She deliberately makes her work more busy, so that she has no time to think about family problems, but she still fulfills her responsibilities for the two children every day.
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Sometimes she also feels that she has failed, both as a mother and as a woman, but she finds that she now even has very little time to communicate with her husband. He puts all his thoughts on his two children and does everything he needs to do every day.
The most common thing is to take the children to play in various corners of the city. When they come back tired from playing at night, they fall asleep and don't want to say another word to themselves.
A week passed quickly like this, and finally the children’s midterm exams came.
On this day, Chen Liangshan drove to the school gate to wait for school to end as usual. However, when he saw the two little guys coming out, Liu Xiaoyue burst into tears.
Could it be that he was bullied again? Chen Liangshan thought, but found that their school uniforms and shoes were very clean, and they did not look like they had fought with children. Moreover, Nannan was unusually accompanied by Liu Xiaoyue today, without saying a word.
hair.
"Here! Spider-Man stickers, one for each person, everyone can play for themselves, no grabbing!"
Chen Liangshan took out the small gift he had bought and placed it in front of the two of them, but found that Liu Xiaoyue was still indifferent, so he had to ask Nannan in a low voice: "What's going on?"
Nannan also seemed sad and whispered: "Today is the midterm exam..."
Chen Liangshan understood immediately. It turned out that he just failed the exam!
Although he always ranked first in grade during his school career, he was not someone who valued academic performance, so he touched Liu Xiaoyue's head and comforted him softly: "You little fool! You didn't do well in the exam.
That’s it, what’s the big deal?”
But Nannan waved her hands and whispered: "Dad, no...it's not like that!"
Chen Liangshan: "What on earth is going on?"
Nannan thought for a while, walked behind Liu Xiaoyue, opened his schoolbag, and took out a test paper from it.
Chen Liangshan picked it up and took a look. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood on the spot. It turned out that this was a Chinese language test paper, and the essay title at the end of the paper was "My Dad".
Liu Xiaoyue didn't write a word, but in this large blank examination paper, she left countless wet tears.
It has to be said that for a child who has just lost his father, this kind of question is like tearing open the other's scars. However, when the marking teacher saw this blank essay paper, he ruthlessly gave the essay 0 points.
evaluation of.
However, what made Chen Liangshan even more angry was that he could feel that the marking teacher was very angry. After giving him a 0-point evaluation, he wrote a few big words on the back with a red pen: Don't you have a father?
?Why not write an essay!
"What kind of bastard teacher is this!"
Chen Liangshan was so angry that he cursed loudly, and Nannan also explained beside him: "This time, the senior teachers corrected our class's papers, so they didn't know about this situation."
Chen Liangshan picked up the two children, one on the left and the other on the right, and said sternly: "Let's go! Find that teacher! Today I will teach him how to behave for you!"
But Liu Xiaoyue stood motionless and just kept crying.
Chen Liangshan knew that the problems Liu Xiaoyue was encountering now could not be solved with fun or delicious food, so he suddenly thought of a way, turned around and walked not far away and dialed the number of Granny Zhizi.
The call was connected, and Chen Liangshan said: "Sister, I would like to ask you to help me investigate something."
After a while, the call from Madam Zizi came back. After Chen Liangshan finished the call, he said to Liu Xiaoyue: "Let's go, I will take you to see dad."
Chen Liangshan drove for a full hour and finally arrived at the Mobei City Cemetery in the outer suburbs.
Due to debt problems, all of Liu Jianmin's assets are still frozen, so his urn can only be temporarily stored in a temporary home, crowded together with thousands of unclaimed urns or those who cannot afford a cemetery.
In a small cubicle.
After signing, the old man who was looking after the temporary residence hated this job for some reason. He walked to the cubicle, cursing, and after searching for a long time, he finally moved out Liu Jianmin's urn.
Just before handing the urn to the other party, the old man suddenly pointed to the incense candles and paper money on the ground next to him and said: "Hey! The company stipulates that if you want to worship the ashes, you have to buy some paper money here!"
This kind of bundled sales was disgusting, but Chen Liangshan just remembered that he had forgotten to buy it when he was at the bottom of the mountain, so he was going to choose some paper money here.
However, after he saw the price of the things, he frowned and said: "Brother! Is your price wrong? A yellow paper knife outside only sells for 3 yuan, why do you sell it for 7 yuan? And that gold ingot, isn't it expensive?
Less!"
"Hey! Where's your Buddha's? (How are you talking?)"
The old man was not happy when he heard this. He pointed at a dripping Guanyin in the cemetery area a few hundred meters away and cursed in Mobei dialect.
——"Hey! You're a bastard, you're just trying to beat a thief! (Young people don't care about martial arts) You don't have to spend any money to pay your respects! You can't see any filial piety!"
——"Buddha and I, the paper money we have has been blessed by Guanyin Bodhisattva! You compare with those selling hooks in Sanha, where are your spoons? (Are you a fool, comparing prices with those profiteers at the foot of the mountain)
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——"If you want to worship me today, you can worship me. If you don't, I'll be fine!"
"dad……"
Liu Xiaoyue did not listen to what the adults were saying. She just looked at the small box in front of her and said with a cry in her voice: "Uncle, this...is this my dad?"
Chen Liangshan's heart sank, and he immediately realized that now was not the time to argue with others, so he stopped talking, and immediately selected a few packages of incense candles and paper money, opened his wallet, took out a piece of one hundred yuan and handed it over.
The old man wrapped the things quickly, but when he was about to give change, he rolled his eyes, and then took out a lot of funeral supplies from the ground and threw them to the other party. Before the other party could speak, he said directly: "Listen, Gawazi.
My god, you can’t get money for dead people’s things, so let’s take it all! Take it all!”
Chen Liangshan was too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party. He looked at the pile of paper money for incense candles in front of him, so he turned around and hid the handbag containing the money in the trunk of the vehicle, and then walked out with the pile of funeral supplies.
Liu Xiaoyue carefully held her father's ashes all the way and placed them on the cement platform beside the courtyard wall. Until now, she could not figure out why the small box in front of her could be her father.
