Take down that Alpha school grass

Regarding childhood, most of the time Lin Moci only remembered his mother and his grandfather.

Since he was a child, he has been climbing walls and houses, picking flowers and stealing peaches, making a fuss every day, and leading a bunch of other children to make troubles, climbing trees to catch birds' eggs.

One day when his grandfather came home, he saw a child hanging on the tree from a distance, and after a closer look, it was his own child.

Lin Moci was still hanging on the branch, waving to his grandfather triumphantly.

His grandfather was frightened out of his wits, and together with several neighbors, he picked him up with a long, strong pole.

Afterwards, his grandfather called him in front of him and said seriously, "You won't be allowed to eat unless you explain clearly your dangerous behavior that violated discipline today!"

Lin Moci was around the second grade at that time, with his hands behind his back, his head downcast: "Grandpa, last time my dad took me to a shopping mall to play, but since he left again, he hasn't come back for half a year..."

"When he left, you said to him, 'Don't worry about us, City C is not far away, you can see it from a higher stand, don't worry, go', I heard it."

"I thought the tree in front of our house was tall enough, but I didn't see my dad when I climbed the tree in the middle, so I thought it would be taller, taller, unconsciously..."

His grandfather was stunned for a while, then hugged him into his arms, and patted him: "Small farewell letter, grandpa lied to your dad, just to bully your dad stupidly."

But the young Lin Moci didn't feel comforted and amused because of this, but was even more depressed: "Then how can I see my dad?"

His grandfather rolled a cigarette in silence, coughing while smoking, his coughing eyes were red: "I will see you when the time is up, he is a hero, he is going to fight the bad guys."

Lin Moci nodded.

He didn't know that the so-called city C could be seen from a high stand, but it was a little comfort from his grandfather to his father, so that his father could go out and take the task with peace of mind.

What's more, he didn't know that after two years, his father didn't come home even once, so that gradually he wondered if he didn't have a father.

Finally one day, his grandfather exercised his independence and let him go home from school alone. Halfway on the way, he saw a tall man who looked very much like Lin Ruida.

He didn't even think about it, leaving aside his friends who were eating snacks, he ran towards Lin Ruida triumphantly, his fluffy hair was blowing in the wind, and his fleshy face made passers-by so cute that they couldn't help but fall in love with him Aunt laughed.

Like a little panda, he hugged the man's leg tightly, but he saw that the man's face was full of shadows, and he was surrounded by several other people with unkind faces.

Because of that expression, he wasn't sure if the person he hadn't seen in a few years was his father, so he whispered timidly, "You...are you my dad? Dad...I really want to..."

The unfinished words were stopped by crisp slaps. Lin Ruida carried him, and amidst the laughter of several men around him, he slapped the young Lin Moci far away at once, making his head humming and his face hurting. Immediately swollen too.

Standing there, Lin Ruida said indifferently to the people next to him: "I don't know where the brat came from, bad luck, I annoy the kid the most."

On that day, Lin Moci tasted heartbreak for the first time in his life.

He ran home, but because he was in a hurry, he fell again, limped, covered his face, and cried in Zhou Yao's arms as soon as he got home.

After listening to him, Zhou Yao couldn't hold back, shed tears with him, but also touched his head: "Xiao Ci, you will understand later, when you grow up, you will understand when you meet on the road, You can't call daddy either, understand."

How could Lin Moci understand at that time.

Even after many years, he understood that his father was performing an undercover mission to protect him, but how could it be so easy to heal the scars left on his heart when he was young?

As long as he sees his father, he will think of that evening, the man who slapped him with "I'm not your father" written all over his body.

In the sixth grade, Zhou Yao suffered from acute appendicitis and was hospitalized for an operation. They hired a nurse in the hospital, but there was no nanny at that time. Only him and his grandfather were left at home.

One day he was doing his homework, and his grandfather was boiling water in the house. He had just finished writing, and there was an ancient poem that he wanted to ask his grandfather to recite and sign. When he turned around, he saw his grandfather carrying the kettle. Boiled water poured on his legs, and he ran over in fright, only to find his grandfather collapsed on the ground in convulsions, his bony body clutching his abdomen all the time.

He thought he was just getting burned, but he was so frightened that he called the hospital immediately.

His parents are both only children. In this case, he can only stay with his grandfather in the hospital. While waiting for the doctor's examination and treatment, he flips through the phone book and finds his father's comrade-in-arms, Uncle Sun.

Uncle Sun came overnight, busy all night, and when the doctor finished the test and signed, Lin Moci followed and listened, but only heard the words "advanced liver cancer".

He was too young to have heard of this, so he grabbed the doctor and asked, "Uncle, is this disease serious?"

"What disease is this?"

"How many days will it take?"

Lin Moci was born young, and the sixth grade looks as tall as other fourth graders. Even a doctor who is used to seeing life and death, seeing a child like him, with those clear and innocent eyes, can't help being uncomfortable and speechless .

The doctor asked him, "Son, where is your father?"

Lin Moci wanted to say "I don't have a father", but after thinking about it, he changed his mind and said "he is very busy".

The doctor was angry: "I have to let him come if I'm busy!"

Uncle Sun is on the side. When he was in the military academy, his grandfather was their superior.

He stood in the corridor with his arms around Lin Moci and wept uncontrollably.

Lin Moci was gloomy in his heart. After returning home, he turned on the computer and looked up the words "advanced liver cancer".

The truth hurt his eyes, and the too dark cloud enveloped his too young heart, causing him to cry all night.

In the few days before his grandfather died, Lin Moci watched his grandfather who loved him the most live in a disfigured way. He watched him being tortured by various instruments every day. His mother has not been repaired yet, so she is busy serving his grandfather together.

During the most painful, flustered, and broken days of his life, his father never showed up.

Sometimes he would sleep in the hospital, and in the middle of the night he would hear his grandfather calling his father's nickname in his hoarse voice, dry and cracked like a broken blower.

He thought no matter how busy he was, his father would show up, after all... After all, this is his father!

But no, until the end, when his grandfather entered the emergency room again, when he held his grandfather's hand, watched him being covered with a cloth and pushed away, felt the man's body temperature getting colder and colder, and at the last moment, His dad still hasn't shown up.

Later, his father came back with injuries all over his body. He got a second-class meritorious service, was promoted to a military rank, and was promoted to an official. He was reported by the newspaper as a people's hero.

But Lin Moci couldn't accept it, and couldn't look directly at his father.

Later, his father invited friends to dinner at home, and when he passed by, his father stopped him, pretending to be relaxed and saying, "Son, what are you up to?"

Lin Moci didn't want to call his father, he just wanted to go back to the house.

His father's comrade-in-arms stopped him: "Xiaoci, it's not that uncle is talking too much, your father has difficulties, you are the son of a hero, you understand."

Lin Moci stopped and said, "Why?"

Why?

Just because he is the son of a hero, he can't be wronged when he suffers, and he has never felt the love of a father, yet he still respectfully calls that man his father? !

Later, when he was in junior high school, his father was still busy. He was a little mature psychologically, thinking of easing the relationship, and tried hard to get grades, but he never received any praise.

Knowing that something was wrong, his father came and kicked him again.

.......

Time flies, and now, Lin Moci seems to be tearing open the most painful wound under his sunny appearance, and told Chen Weiwan all the things in his heart.

"No company... no encouragement... no good words..." Lin Moci lowered his head, the heavy rain outside the window seemed to hit him. When he talks about his grandfather, he can still think of the unpleasant smell of disinfectant in the hospital , "He doesn't even support my only dream... how do you tell me to get along with my dad..."

"I hate him...how can I not hate him...but it seems that because he is a hero...I shouldn't even hate him."

Chen Weiwan didn't say anything, he hugged Lin Moci quietly, only feeling a pang of distress.

In his family, there is also a pair of unqualified parents.

But in the world, how can there be perfect parents, and how can there be children who have not suffered from the hardships of their original families.

It's just that he didn't expect that such a sunny and innocent Lin Moci would suffer so much.

He stroked Lin Moci's hair over and over again, but couldn't think of words to comfort him.

The autumn rain lasted until very late. After the evening self-study, Chen Weiwan lent the umbrella to Wang Ziyi who didn't bring an umbrella in the class. He and Lin Moci held the same umbrella together and walked quietly to his house.

Halfway on the way, Chen Weiwan asked him: "As your guardian, what will you do if your father doesn't sign for you...Actually, I think he must be worried about your safety so he won't let you go. Your dad knows the danger best, you'd better talk to him."

Lin Moci was short-tempered and impulsive, and scratched his hair: "Why don't I stop being a soldier, and just be a second-generation ancestor who eats and drinks my father's food and drinks my father's food for the rest of his life, and worries about him to death."

Although his words were angry, they were also very rebellious.

Chen Weiwan walked a few steps quietly, and suddenly said: "Let me tell you first, I don't want to defend your father, and I don't think you should forgive everything unconditionally, but..."

Under the cover of the black umbrella in his hand, he whispered softly: "Do you think he has never been with you, has he never been by your side?"

Lin Moci didn't answer directly, but reached out to catch some rainwater: "He is the hero of the people, but not mine."

Chen Weiwan asked: "Xiao Ci, how much is your umbrella?"

Lin Moci looked up and recalled, "About 50 yuan?"

Chen Weiwan looked up at the raindrops hitting the canvas of the umbrella, and asked again: "The 50 yuan was also given by your father."

Lin Moci: "So what?"

Chen Weiwan circled him: "Look, you said that he has never been with you, but your umbrella, your clothes, and your schoolbag are all bought with money after his hard work."

"Maybe other people are not by your side, but every aspect of your life is his distant company for you, but the way is not warm and direct enough, so you can't pay attention."

"I said this not because he saved me, I'm biased. It's just... I'm afraid you will regret it later if you think about it."

"Xiaoci, I know you were just saying that you were a dandy just to speak out of anger. In fact, even if you really don't intend to pursue your dreams, it's fine for me to raise you."

"But like this umbrella, it's your dad who protects you from the wind and rain, but one day, the umbrella will get old."

Chen Weiwan touched the handle of the umbrella in front of Lin Moci, who was stunned, and softly spoke words that seemed to be preaching, but hit the heart directly: "

"And at that time, we have to be the ones who shield them from the wind and rain."

[The author has something to say: Chen Weiwan, a mature man, lives up to his name~

ps: It is completely marked that the construction is completed, there are ~ in the group]