Beidiao Workplace Illustrated Book

Chapter 2 Summer 2015 (2)

A big mouth slammed into Chen Mo's face, Chen's mother hurriedly pulled Chen's father: "Speak well, don't do anything, how old is he?"

Father Chen didn't speak anymore, and beat someone, half of his anger disappeared.

There was a hot feeling on Chen Mo's face. In his memory, he was beaten by his father several times when he was a child. Once, he was punched by his father on the nose, causing nosebleeds. But since that time, his father never beat him again. Now, he has tasted his father's fist again. If this fist can win his father's loss and support his dream, then he is willing to eat this big mouth.

"Yes, I'm eating and drinking your food now. I've been eating your food for 23 years. You can't let me eat it for another year? Just one year." Chen Mo didn't want to quarrel with his father. I think it is a big rebellion, but my father always pokes at my pain point, which pot is not open and which pot is lifted, which makes me unbearable. He can accept and endure others' misunderstanding and incomprehension of him, but now, he finds it difficult to accept his father's misunderstanding. I don't understand.This is the way it is in this world. The closer the family relationship is, the more unacceptable the incomprehension of the relatives. What's more, this person is the father who gave birth to and raised him, and he still wants to make the last effort.

"It won't work for a day." Father Chen was furious: "You bastard, dare to talk back to me, go back to school tomorrow, pack up your bed and roll back, honestly take the civil servant test, be careful I smashed your broken guitar, look It's an eyesore."

"Try smashing it?" Chen Mo pointed at the door and stared at his father. He could bear his father's fist, he could suffer his father's insult to his body, and he could even endure his father's insult to his dream, but he would never I don't allow my father to insult my only tool for pursuing my dream again, the guitar that has been with me for four years.My father can say that he is an eyesore, but he can’t say that the guitar is an eyesore. The guitar accompanied him through college and slept on the streets of BJ with him. He did not allow his closest people to insult his closest dream tool. That would be the last straw for him to break the camel's back. Chen Mo's eyes were like a hungry wolf, and he provocatively grinned again: "You try to smash it. If you dare to smash my guitar, I dare to die."

Father Chen didn't say anything, and regardless of the dissuasion of Chen's mother and daughter, he rushed into the room like the wind, lifted the guitar over his head, hung it in mid-air, raised his thigh, and there was a crisp "click", the neck and the guitar The piano box split into two on Father Chen's knee, and fell from the air to the ground. The six strings were like Chen Mo's messy hair, swaying brightly under the light of the room.

The guitar was smashed by his father, and at the same time, what his father smashed was also the tall buildings that were already crumbling in Chen Mo's heart.

Chen Jing rushed into the room, was stunned for a moment, and burst into tears: "Dad, what are you doing, why are you breaking brother's guitar?" I have been with my brother for many years. When he is outside alone, we can’t accompany him. Only this guitar is with him. He just likes to sing. Why can’t he sing? He just doesn’t like to take the civil service exam. Why do you You want to force your brother to take the civil service exam just to satisfy your face, Dad, do you know your brother, do you really know your brother?"

Chen's mother stood aside and said nothing. Her husband and son had their own merits, and she couldn't do anything about it.But today, for the sake of her son, she had no choice but to let her husband sing a bad face. The only thing she could do was to ensure that the father and son would not really fight, but the husband still beat his son, especially when he heard his daughter cry She asked, "Do you understand brother?" She couldn't help asking herself, yes, do the husband and wife really understand their son?Is it really for your son?
Chen's father dropped something, and half of his anger disappeared. The daughter's tears and questioning made him feel wronged. He hit him, dropped his things, and shattered his dream. The girl even talked about her weakness. As the daughter said, he doesn't understand his son, and he can't interfere with his son's ambitions, but he is not doing it for his son's benefit, but his daughter questioned that the so-called doing it for his son's benefit is also to satisfy his own face. The daughter is right, he Under the pretense of being good for his son, he was also selfish about his own face, and he had never been able to accompany his son day and night like this guitar for so many years. After this fall, he woke himself up instead, and he had to sit on the edge of the kang to smoke.

Chen Mo stood in the yard, the yard was surprisingly quiet, even the grasshopper who had been screaming just now was quiet, only the sobbing sound of his sister could be heard from the room, and Chen Mo's tears flowed down his cheeks crazily, as if he had accumulated thousands of dollars. The magma of ten thousand years finally erupted thousands of miles when the volcano erupted. He was wronged, thinking that he had been in BJ for the past two months, every day in Houhai Gulou Street, in the subway, and under the overpass, singing with that guitar in his arms, eating and sleeping in the open, But there are very few people who are really willing to stop and listen to his singing, and even fewer people can give money, and the money they give is only one or five yuan. After a day, it is only a few dozen yuan, and when it is less, it is only a few yuan. Not enough to feed myself.

As long as he can support himself, why is he still licking his face and secretly begging his mother for money.

So just now, when his father was about to rush into the house and throw his guitar, he didn't stop him. He thought that his father would not drop his guitar. If he really wanted to drop it, let him drop it. He shattered his dream, rather he shattered his own dream.

Chen Mo rushed out of the yard and disappeared into the night in an instant. Although his sister and mother searched with flashlights, where could they find it in the dark night?

Father Chen didn't want to go out to look for it, he couldn't let go of that face, damn it, there's no reason for me to look for my son.It can be seen that the mother and daughter couldn't sit still when they didn't come back for a long time. He paced back and forth in the yard with his hands behind his back, took out a cigarette and smoked one after another, he finally couldn't hold back, and rode on Motorbike, looking around the village, not worried about what will happen to my son when he encounters bad guys, but just afraid that his son will not think about it for a while, don't do anything stupid, this bastard, you really let yourself be broken Heart.

"Chen Mo." Father Chen's motorcycle rumbled around the village: "Where the hell are you hiding, come out for me, come out for me."

"Mo, where are you?" Chen's mother looked around, anxious in her heart, she just wanted to persuade her son with her husband from the sidelines, but finally couldn't help feeling sorry for her son, thinking of his son's suffering in BJ for two months , and now the first day back home is so unsatisfactory, Chen's mother, who has always been a mother, has finally become fragile, tears flow from the bottom of her heart, and her voice is choked: "Mo, where are you? What's the matter, let's go home and talk about it."

Chen Jing cried: "Brother, where are you, where did you go, brother, it's dad's fault, he shouldn't have thrown your guitar, brother, I support you to go to BJ, I will go out tomorrow to find a job, I made money I’ll give you all the money, I support you to go to BJ to continue singing, brother, where are you, come out, brother.”

Father Chen thought that there was a river beside the village. It was a drainage ditch dug by the older generation, and it was named Shengli Ditch. The ditch was two or three meters deep. At this time, Father Chen's back felt cold, and he turned his motorcycle around and drove towards Shengli Ditch. On the way, he met Mother Chen and took Mother Chen with him.

Mother Chen complained on the way: "You said you, why did you hit him and broke his guitar?"

Hitting people is wrong, but Chen's father made a sophistry about breaking the guitar: "Stop his thoughts earlier."

(End of this chapter)