i have a mountain

Chapter 111
When he got home, his mother used a new broom to sweep the snow off his body, and complained that he was too old to take good care of himself.

As long as it is snowing, my mother will find a new broom and put it at the door, and sweep the snow off her body when she enters the house.

Guoguo also took a small brush to help, and when she heard grandma nagging her father, with her big eyes smiling like crescent moons, Yu Fei stretched out his hand and flicked her forehead.

"Grandma, Dad hit me." The little girl covered her forehead and complained to Yu Fei's mother.

"I'll call you back." Yu Fei's mother pretended to hit him twice with a broom. Although it didn't hurt at all, Yu Fei still screamed a few times in cooperation.

The little girl snorted, raised her head, and went back to the back room to watch cartoons.

"Where's my dad?" Yu Fei asked.

"I went to school and said that it was snowing so hard that there was no one in school, and I don't know how capable he is. It seems that school can't do without him." Mother complained.

Yu Fei stretched his head to look outside and said, "Didn't it mean that the school is closed today? Why are you going to school?"

"What else should I say?" Mother said: "I said that classes are suspended today, but he still went to school, saying that if three or two students ran away ignorantly, it would be troublesome if the school gate was not opened."

"I'm busier than a president every day, and I haven't seen any flowers coming out of the busyness. In the early years, I couldn't even take care of the work in the field. I dragged you little ones to work in the field. After your father In my heart, our family is like a hotel that provides three meals a day."

While sweeping the snow off his body, his mother was nagging, although she said that his father was not good at this and that was not good at all, but she did not take care of him at all.

Sometimes when my mother is in a good mood, she will talk about the past. At that time, my father had just become a teacher, and it was still run by the people. His monthly salary was only a few tens of dollars. Raising pigs at home.

At that time, it took a year for a pig to grow up. Unlike the pigs that are fed feed today, the pigs were fed with water and mixed with wheat bran, which is the skin of wheat. They were fed three times a day, and by the end of the year, people would walk around the streets. to buy.

So there was a saying at that time that raising a fat pig for the New Year was not to kill it, but to sell it for the New Year.

Earlier, the family had raised cattle, but that was before Yu Fei was born, and he even did brick-burning work. It is still a hard life, but his mother never complained.

As the children grew up, those who should start a family also started a family, and the life of the family became better and easier, but the mother complained to the father when she had nothing to do, saying that he didn't care about the family .

Most of the time, my father was silent, listening to my mother's complaints silently, and sometimes he would refute a few words. This was terrible, and my mother would turn over all the previous things, and then my father would not say a word.

Perhaps in his heart he felt that he owed too much to his mother in this life. When his father kept silent, his mother would stop saying a few more words. She felt that she had won, and then she would ask her father what to eat.

At this time, my father will obediently say that he wants to eat noodles, and then my mother will go to the kitchen to make his favorite hand-rolled noodles.

As soon as the snow on Yu Fei's body was swept away, his father came back on a bicycle, without an umbrella, covered in snow, and his mother repeated what happened just now, helping his father sweep the snow off his body.

"Why did you run to school when it snowed so heavily? You'll suffer." His mother also nagged and helped him sweep the snow.

"Fortunately, I ran this trip, and a little doll almost turned into a snowman at the school gate." The father said while stomping his feet.

"Whose adults are so careless? Let their children suffer at the door." The mother asked.

"Jing Dan in the village ahead, are the couple working outside, leaving the child to his mother to take care of, this old lady doesn't want to see this little granddaughter, when I sent her home, the old lady was playing mahjong, and asked me to scold her Take a break," said the father.

Jing Dan is also a student of his father, two years older than Yu Fei. His father has been teaching in this school for more than [-] years. Many of the students he has taught are married and have children, so he has taught two generations of many families.

"Alas! The child has suffered!" said the mother with a sigh.

"Dad, why don't you ride our battery car? There's an umbrella on it." Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit gloomy, Yu Fei changed the subject.

"I don't ride a bike unless I have an umbrella. If there is a bit of wind, I can't handle it. I haven't ridden well yet." Father said.

The bicycle my father rode has a history of many years. It is a legendary [-]-year-old bicycle. However, this bicycle is a little different from other bicycles, that is, there is a bracket on the front wheel, which can accommodate a child.

It is said that this car was bought from a cement factory in the early years. When Yu Fei was a child, his father liked to put him on the front bracket, and then took him for a ride, or took him to school.

After many repairs over the years, except for the large frame, the rest of the parts have basically been replaced. Yu Fei's sisters have persuaded him to change the car, but his father has never agreed.

Originally, it was just a casual topic, but Yu Fei suddenly felt that he had done too little for his parents, and now that he was not short of money, he took this opportunity to change his father's car, so that his father could relax a bit in the future.

"It's time for you to change your car, and buy a car later." Yu Fei said, "Our family is not short of money for a car now."

His father gave him a sideways look: "Buy a car? Do you want to put it there and watch it? Or buy two more cows to pull it?"

I drive the car every day and forget this, my father can't drive.

"If you have money, you can't waste it like that. We only have a good life for a few days?" Mother said: "Don't we have a car? If you have anything to do in the future, you can just drive me and your dad in the car."

"Aren't I thinking of buying a car for my dad?" Yu Fei said, "My dad has to go to school several times a day. Isn't it easy to buy a car?"

In fact, my mother still felt sorry for my father, and after thinking about it for a while, she said, "Then there's nothing you can do if your father doesn't know how to drive."

"You can learn it!" Yu Fei blurted out.

"I'm going to learn how to drive?" the father asked, pointing to his nose, and then waved his hands and said, "I've been a teacher for half my life. If you ask me to be someone else's student, I can't afford to lose that person."

No matter what Yu Fei said next, my father just said, I will not learn to drive, but let your mother learn.

My mother is illiterate, even if she wants to learn, she can't learn!
Feeling helpless, I turned my head and saw the tricycle in the courtyard. I suddenly thought of the kind of fully enclosed tricycle I saw in the market, and asked my father: "Can't you drive our tricycle?"

"Yes! What's the matter?" Father said.

"That's good." Yu Fei said, since the car is not willing to drive, it should be easier for his father to accept the lower conditions.

"Let me tell you, don't spend money recklessly! Although you have made some money now, who can say for sure what will happen next?" Father said.

"I know that the flowers that should be spent and those that should not be spent must not be scattered." Yu Fei played a word game.

The father nodded and said nothing, while the mother went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Yu Fei watched cartoons with his daughter while thinking about tomorrow's affairs. He would definitely buy a car, and he would be scolded at most.

　My head is hurting, I owe a chapter and make it up tomorrow during the day.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)