wait for you with flowers

In the third year after my uncle left, I wrote this book, not for anything else, just to commemorate my once ignorant and immature but extremely happy and unforgettable... love, love...

In fact, the uncle is not old, but only five years older than me. Although he is not old, he has the mentality of a 25-year-old 50-year-old and the appearance of a 30-year-old!

The question of why he is called uncle is more serious, because my acquaintance with uncle is not so friendly, it can even be said to be as bad as it is!

Uncle's name sounds nice, and it is one of the few surnames. According to legend, he is a descendant of Zhuanxu!

"Tong", more than 100 people with surnames went. Before I met the uncle, I really didn't know anything about this surname except Tong Dabao, the big villain in Shaolin Temple!

Uncle is the head chef of a restaurant chain store kitchen. When I met him, I was an uneducated little gangster who had just entered college.

Uncle is a Virgo, and I am a Pisces. This is a [-]% zodiac sign, but the orderly Virgo doesn't matter to the looseness of Pisces, and there are many sparks!

Getting to know the uncle was completely accidental. The uncle is from Sichuan, and I am from Zhejiang. To meet such a huge crowd, I think there must be a special fate!

Cough!

I used to be an out-and-out gangster, and there was a younger sister at home, but no matter how indifferent I was, I was still a precious son in the eyes of my parents, even though there was an obvious hatred for iron in my parents' eyes that couldn't be more obvious steel!

I clearly remember that I was having dinner with someone at the stall that day, and the people at the next table didn’t care about our table at all. My friend went over to persuade them to lower their voices with kind words, but who knew that thing would go so far, and directly said that if they If you don't agree, what will we do!

Salad!Facts have proved that if you can do it, try not to force it!Mouth does not work, fists always work!

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The final result was that I was smashed to the ground and passed out on the ground. I got into the car of the police uncle after a phone call from the gear brother. Of course, this is not the first time!

After I went to the police station and finished the record, I was released after being severely scolded. After all, the blood on my head and hands was still a bit too much to deal with. Not only did I see the uncle in a suit as soon as I left the police station Get the leather shoes out of the car!

The uncle's unique high-cold and abstinent temperament instantly attracted the attention of many girls. Maybe my blood is also a focus. In a short while, both of us have become the topic of discussion!

The uncle glanced at me and went back to the car, took out a pack of tissues and handed them to me, then passed me by, I spit out a mouthful of saliva and pulled out the tissues to wipe the blood on my hands, but the blood was gone It's almost dry and can't be wiped off!

After walking about 500 meters, I came to the river, and through the reflection of the river, I could see how embarrassed I was. There were faint footprints on the white short sleeves, and my cheeks and forehead were red and swollen. , the skin on the arms, back and chest was cut by glass, but the wounds were actually not deep, just enough to bleed!

Looking so embarrassed, I want to go back and be seen by my parents, maybe it will be so miserable to be scolded. None of those friends are around at this time. The weather is a bit hot. I got up and looked at the river. Go down and take a shower!

As soon as I stood up and wanted to jump off, I was hugged from behind. I lost my center of gravity and both of us fell on the gravel ground behind us. There was sudden warm applause and cheers from around!

I was stunned, the uncle held my hand and turned over and sat on my stomach, ahem, this posture does not explain!

"Is there anything you can't think about!" The uncle asked me with a frown, his tone was naturally angry!

I finally understand what's going on, people with feelings see me in such a mess and think I'm going to jump into the river, I yelled, "Go away, don't worry about it!"

"Are you worthy of your parents if you died like this? Are you still a man for causing trouble and being irresponsible?" the uncle scolded!

I wanted to kick him but I couldn't kick him, so I yelled, "Who the hell told you that I'm going to jump into the river, isn't I going to wipe the blood?"

The uncle's slender fox eyes froze for a moment, probably because he realized that I might not really want to jump into the river. I thought he would get up, but who knew he slapped me backhandedly and said, "Pretend to be my father in front of me, and you will be bored!"

I was stunned for a moment and felt unhappy. I twisted my body and was about to fight with the uncle, but this bastard slapped me hard again and asked, "Try moving again!"

Based on my two years of experience as a gangster, I know that this bastard is definitely a Lianjiazi, or a veteran. I understand the truth that a hero does not suffer from immediate losses, so I deliberately pretended to be in pain and said, "Your mother ...my back hurts and I'm bleeding!"

In fact, it really hurts. Can he not hurt if he belches a stone?

Later, my uncle took me to the hospital and paid for the doctor to clean my wound. The doctor squeezed glass shards from the wound on my back, which made me tear up. Even so, I refused to wrap the gauze because I felt a little shameful!

But I couldn't hold back the uncle. After I finished bandaging, the uncle had disappeared and the corners of his mouth still hurt a little. I thought to myself that this bastard slapped me twice, and I must slap him back when I meet him again!

I wandered outside until midnight and came home to avoid my parents. Who knew that my mother and sister fell asleep on the sofa, and I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable looking at it!

"Xiaoxi, why did you just come back!" No matter how tiptoe I was, I still woke up my mother!

"Hmph, you know how to come back!" My dad came out of nowhere and looked at me angrily!

"Ah, brother, what's wrong with you? Are you injured?" The old girl raised her voice as if on purpose!

I glared at her and said, "What are you talking about!"

"Going out to fight again? Little Xi, why are you so disobedient? Mom is so worried about you!" Mom cried helplessly while holding my bandaged hand!

"Why are you crying! You're not used to it!" Dad yelled at the crying mother!

I was about to scold and my dad said, "I asked your cousin to find you a job. After two days off, I will go to work. Don't read books, it's a waste of money!"

I have to say that I am still a little afraid of my dad. Dad is generally amiable and easy to talk to, but if he is really angry, the consequences will be very serious. Maybe it’s because I was beaten too much when I was young. I don’t care about my serious dad. Dare to talk back, but now I am happy to talk about reading!

I really don't want to study anymore, facing those textbooks every day is really a headache just looking at them, and sometimes I really wish I could set them on fire!

Now that I am asked not to study and go to work, I am actually a little excited. It is more uncomfortable to let me continue to study than going to the mountain of swords and seas of fire!

Now that I think about it, it's not that I don't like reading, but I'm disgusted with the rules and regulations in the school. You are not allowed to go to the toilet in class, you can't talk back when the teacher says something wrong, ask your parents if you don't agree with me, or use corporal punishment...

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