a memo

Chapter 57 Dad
From childhood to adulthood, I seldom write articles related to my father. I usually write about my mother. It may really be "a father's love is like a mountain", which cannot be easily described.

Dad is a hairdresser and our family's "Queen Tony."

Having such a dad means that I can have and switch various hairstyles at any time.

When I was in a bad mood in high school, I would go to my dad’s shop to get my hair cut. The so-called “change your hairstyle, change your mood.”

Hey, I digressed, what I want to talk about in this chapter is not about hairstyles, but about dad's love.

In the third year of high school, I was a commuter for a while, and there were many classmates in the rented house, and they all lived in the same room.

One night when my dad picked me up from school, I ran into my classmate who lived downstairs at the elevator entrance. His mother was holding a plastic box in her hand—it was a barbecue at the entrance of the community.

"It smells so good." I smelled it as soon as I entered the building, and then I saw my classmate and his mother, "Hello, Auntie."

"Hey hello." Auntie smiled at me and picked up the box in her hand, "Our family has to eat something when we come home at night, otherwise we will be hungry."

"Are you hungry?" Dad asked me.

"I'm not hungry, I've lost weight recently." I waved my hand.

"You can't lose weight in the third year of high school now, you have to eat more." The classmate's mother disagreed with me.

The elevator doors opened and the conversation ended.

The next night, I rode my bicycle to the gate of the community, and saw that my father was already waiting at the gate of the community with a bag in his hand.

"What is this?" I got off the bike and pushed forward slowly.

"I bought you a barbecue. I saw your classmate bought it yesterday, so I'll buy one for you too." Dad looked very satisfied, "Come on, Dad Che is here to push, you take it and eat."

"Don't tell you I'm losing weight? You still buy barbecue?" I smelled the smell, it was really delicious.

"Pause today, let's lose weight tomorrow." Dad pushed the car forward, "How can you lose weight if you don't eat enough?"

"It makes sense, so I'll try to eat a few skewers." I looked very embarrassed.

"Hey, please, can you not eat a barbecue scene and still have so much?" Dad looked at me speechlessly, "If you don't eat it, bring it to me."

"Oh, no, no, since you invited me to eat so sincerely, I'd rather be respectful than obedient." I took out a bunch of mutton and gnawed more than half of it. It was delicious, it was really delicious.

"How much did you spend so much? It tastes good." When I got into the elevator, I opened the box, and there were a dozen or so skewers inside, most of which were meat dishes.

"It's only twenty yuan." Dad lifted the bicycle into the elevator and pressed the floor, "What are you doing? Do you care about money?"

"No, cannibalism has a short mouth, so I'll just tell you a few polite words." I gave my dad a "harmless to humans and animals" smile.

Dad gave me a big roll of the eyes.

When we got back to the rental house, my mother made a video call and asked if we got home safely.

As if asking for credit, the camera pointed at me eating barbecue, and said to my mother: "Just got home, I bought a barbecue for my precious daughter today, and she is eating."

Who knows that the mother's tone changed: "Her stomach was healed last week, so I bought her a barbecue this week? What did you buy? Lamb skewers? Don't you know that she is prone to nosebleeds when she eats lamb?"

I ate quietly, listening to my mother "teaching" my father, I looked up at my father, and I felt that his eyes were about to lose light.

"Hey, don't be arguing, don't be arguing, can you be gentle?" I ate the last sausage and spoke to the video.

"Mom didn't quarrel with dad, your dad is so ignorant." When my mother heard my voice, her tone was different.

"Anyway, I will be scolded for whatever I do, so I won't talk anymore, just hang up." Dad sighed.

After hanging up the phone, my dad and I said: "Dad, this barbecue is really delicious, I am very satisfied."

"Come on, go wash up, I'll be quiet." Dad waved at me.

(End of this chapter)