our psalms

I think I will never forget his heartfelt, calm and relaxed smile at the last moment.Holding the bloody piece of change in both hands, he said to me: "Go back, go back to your father..."

In my limited thoughts, I will always grasp those invisible desolations, and those hopes that have been held in my hands but crushed by myself.He looked at me and smiled, still that simple and honest smile, but it caused waves of attachment and reluctance in my heart.

The soles of the shoes have been worn down by the non-stop running around for days.There was a small hole in the front of the sturdy rubber shoes that had been worn for several years, and one of his thumbs without socks stuck out from there, as if he was also smiling at me.The small town is filled with a kind of tasteless sadness and melancholy.

This town is not too big, but it is the only gate leading to the outside world.It is also the most prosperous and lively place within a radius of ten thousand miles.He was even reluctant to buy a new pair of shoes. With the tens of dollars of medicine that had just been exchanged from the purchase station and sold at a price of half a day, it was enough to send me to the nearest county town. Let me get through Lao Cao's phone and call back my happiness?

Walking to the public phone that waited in line for a long time to get my turn, I pressed the number that I had recited silently in my heart for countless times.When I heard the familiar word "Hello", my tears burst out instantly.I silently turned my back to all the people who were waiting to use the phone. I couldn't stop the infinite excitement and grievance at that moment, so I shed tears silently and violently.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Dad..." I couldn't speak.Uncle Tian next to me seemed more anxious than me, "Speak quickly, talk to your father quickly, idiot!"

"Hey, talk!"

I still didn't cry out, because I was still afraid of appearing directly in front of the person I love the most in this posture.I can only cry silently.

"It's Cheng'er!?" The voice over there became excited, "Cheng'er, is that you?"

"Uncle..." I yelled, hung up the phone immediately, and ran out of Uncle Tian's sight crying.

I stared at the rolling mountains and rivers in the distance with embarrassing eyes. In front of the small pitiful temporary train station, there were many farmers selling instant noodles, mineral water and even boiled eggs. This platform was only composed of a small bungalow. , inside sat an old man dozing off.

There were few passengers, and among the bustling crowd, no one seemed to be a hurrying passer-by.I sat next to a staircase next to the railroad tracks, staring blankly at everything around me.Uncle Tian carried the bag and sorted out the dry food and water inside.He skillfully folded a hard cornbread in half, put one half in the bag, and brought the other half in front of me.

"Eat something, it will take a long time to travel."

"Have you ever been in town, Uncle?" I asked, looking at him.

"Well, it happened a long time ago, when I was young."

"Can you go with me?"

"Son, what are you afraid of?"

"What am I afraid of, hehe, am I afraid?"

My face slowly turned to the other side, and I didn't dare to face the uncle's firm gaze.

"There is no father in the world who would dislike his child!" He said to me, this is also the reason why he has always believed that I should go back, and he has explained it more than once, but now, I suddenly feel that this reason is so pale And monotonous, because the truth is not what he thought at all, I suddenly didn't know where the anger came from, I raised my voice and shouted: "Don't say that again!!"

The voice was loud, and the old man who was dozing off in the reception room opened his eyes in surprise, looked around, and continued to close his eyes and fell asleep.From his point of view, everything was still so peaceful.

Uncle Tian looked into my eyes with unbelievable eyes, and my eyes gradually changed from anger to bewilderment. Why, why did I do this, and how could I show that kindness to such a kind and simple uncle, my savior? manner.Strong guilt occupied my heart, I took Uncle Tian's hand, held it tightly, lowered my head and said, "I'm sorry, Uncle"

"Son, is there something wrong with you?" Uncle Tian looked at me, "Actually, uncle has always wanted to ask, why did you become like this, but I was afraid that you wouldn't want to say it. Actually, if you don't want to say it, you can't do it Said, nothing, as long as you are happy. But now it seems that you are still not very happy, so why?"

Uncle Tian's question is not completely unreasonable, but how should I explain to him that my life was saved by him, so there is nothing else I can't tell him, but I can tell him frankly about my relationship with Lao Cao. matter.I could only, looking at him, turn around indifferently.

The train still didn't come when it was dark, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness, only the small reception room still had a faint yellow halo light, and the old man was still sleeping, as if to him, in this world, nothing but sleep There is only sleep.Uncle Tian and I were sitting next to each other on the stone steps. Our dinner was a piece of gray flour pancake. I couldn’t eat more than half of it. Uncle Tian didn’t eat much but insisted that he was full. I see When I came out, he was reluctant. He carefully put the leftover half of the meal into a cloth bag, and then put the most valuable ripped leather jacket on me on my body.It will be windy at night, very cold and piercing, even in summer.

I leaned on Uncle Tian's back, closed my eyes, and felt Uncle Tian's even and powerful breathing, which was a signal for him to fall asleep, but I was tossing and turning, and the voice on the phone just now echoed in my mind, that Familiar voice that makes me sink and go crazy.