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My expression was a little stiff, "Grandma passed away, you can actually laugh?" I was about to cry.

My uncle changed the light bulb and jumped down gently.

He walked up to me and looked at me seriously, "Because grandma passed away a long time ago. After they become stars, I hope they can smile happily every time they see us."

I nodded with a vague understanding.My uncle touched my forehead with his forehead, "Okay, I'm going to wash my hands, and you go to drink milk. Your mother asked me to take a photo and send it to her."

The sadness that I didn't know just now disappeared instantly, and I looked at the milk box in my hand reluctantly.

I took a peek at the bathroom and I'm throwing the milk in the trash now, my uncle can't see it.

I am a more thoughtful child, I just do what I say, and I just want to throw it in smartly, without anyone noticing.

But unexpectedly, my uncle suddenly attacked me, he turned up the volume, "Xiaoyu, the garbage bags have just been changed, and there is no garbage yet."

I looked at it suspiciously.Well, he was right.

I sat down on the sofa and sucked my milk.My uncle came out and brushed up a strand of my hair that had fallen out. He probably saw my expression, and said, "Doesn't Xiaoyu like to drink milk?"

I was annoyed: "I'm so obvious, do I still need to ask?"

My uncle laughs, I know he won't get angry no matter what I say.

He said, "Shall I tell Xiao Yu a story?"

I glanced over with a sharp look, and immediately surrendered, "Okay, okay."

My uncle said, "Actually, there is a reason why you don't like milk, and your dad doesn't like it."

I slapped my thigh violently, "Let me just say it, it's not my fault. Was my dad forced to drink milk then?"

My uncle shook his head, "No, neither of us could afford to drink."

I was surprised and upset, "Then my dad is really lucky. But at that time, was milk expensive?" As I said that, I glanced at the milk in my hand.

"It's not expensive, but your dad can't afford it either. He went out to fight, not because he didn't like studying, but because he had no money."

I was even more surprised, "Why? Don't my grandparents give him pocket money?"

"Life was difficult at that time. Everyone couldn't afford to drink," my uncle said.

"I see! Could it be that time that made us remember bitterness and sweetness? That meal can really be unpalatable." I made a "difficult to swallow" expression while talking.

My uncle was also a little unsure, "Maybe."

"Anyway, one day, your dad was late again for some reason that day. He climbed over the wall and came in. It was summer and we were all wearing shorts. His calf was scratched by the grass and wire by the wall with a long wound."

I didn't think so, "Who told him to be late? Our teacher has emphasized to us that we must never arrive late and leave early, otherwise we will call the parents and bear the consequences."

My uncle gave me a helpless look, and he said, "Okay. Your dad walked into the classroom panting, picked up a test paper and scribbled on it. After a while, his breathing calmed down. Look at the front door and then at the back door."

"He looked at it for a while and found that no teacher was coming, so he took out a bottle of milk from his school uniform jacket and pushed it in front of me," my uncle said. "He turned his face away and explained that he was allergic to milk."

I was shocked, "Is it possible that milk allergy can be inherited? But shouldn't allergies be vomiting and diarrhea, just like I eat seafood."

By the way, let me mention here that my uncle really kept his word. That weekend he took me to eat crabs, hairy crabs and all kinds of seafood that I can't name.

When I ate it, I didn't feel anything other than a fishy smell.

But when I got home, my face became red and hot, as if I had a fever.

It didn't take long for it to start swollen and swollen, as if it had a gill.

When I woke up the next day, my eyes were squeezed by my swelling cheeks.

I looked at my unrecognizable self in the mirror, and cried out with a "wow".

My uncle said, "That's obvious, you're not allergic to milk."

I said, "Chairman Mao said, 'There is no love or hate for no reason in the world', and of course there is no allergy for no reason. I hate milk like I hate allergies."

My uncle scratched my hair and looked at me in disbelief.

I said, "What's wrong?"

My uncle opened his eyes, "I didn't want it at first, but your father insisted on giving it to me. I didn't drink it, so I took it home and gave it to your grandma. Your grandma didn't want to drink it at first. Later, I told her that I was allergic to milk."

I couldn't figure it out, "Why is everyone allergic to milk all of a sudden?"

My uncle didn't answer my aspirations, but continued, "After the mid-term exam was over and the parent-teacher meeting was held, your grandma brought the milk to my mother. She said that she kept hearing from Xiaoyuan that there was a helpful person in school. My deskmate helped him a lot.”

"My mother said no, and your grandma said to accept it. It would be a waste if you don't drink it. Your family is allergic to milk and can't drink it."

I glanced at the milk in my hand and said nothing.

My uncle said, "Later, my mother asked me to bring the milk out to find your father. I asked him out to do my homework one weekend. We were both busy at the time, and the time was negotiated many times before we finally decided on it."

"Your dad came to me with a stack of circled test papers. I took out two cartons of milk and said, 'I only give questions to honest people'."

"Your father hesitated for a moment and took a tentative sip. I will never forget his expression. Immediately afterwards, he drank it all in one gulp."

"After he finished drinking, he came to drink me without saying a word. In the end, in order not to waste it, I finished drinking too. Your father said to me, 'I heard from my mother that you said you are allergic to milk.'"

"The two of us looked at each other, laughed dryly, and didn't say anything else. I told him the questions for a long time, so long that I can still smell the oily smell of the dark warehouse when I recall it now."

After listening to my uncle, I suddenly felt that the box of milk in my hand weighed more than a thousand catties, and I almost missed it.

Fortunately, there is no, otherwise I will be scolded when I go home.

Later, every time I recall this scene, I am sincerely amazed that my uncle earns so much money for no reason.

At least he has reached the pinnacle of fooling people.

By the way, until now, I haven't said why my uncle is standing among a group of girls in that photo.

This is really not my fault, because when I was in the third grade, I really didn't know it.My uncle never told me either.

I was young but forgetful. At that time, I just moved to a new house, and I was intoxicated in my room every day. The walls inside were pink, and there were many plush toys I liked.

There is also a lot of homework in school. Sometimes when I come home at night, I have to write until 10 o'clock in the evening just for the homework that the teacher assigns to be handed in tomorrow morning.

I have a lot of new things.Slowly, I also forgot about this inconspicuous photo album.

As for my dad, he has been staying in a corner of my mind all the time, and he never comes out for a walk when he has nothing to do.

It is worth mentioning that the third grade finally came to the end. I finished the last exam and walked out of the exam room with a heavy face.

At that time, thanks to the blessing of mathematics, although my Chinese and English scores were good, but the total score added up, I was still lagging behind in the class.

After the exam, the students packed their schoolbags together in the class and answered the questions they had just done.I didn't say a word, but I kept peeking at my favorite squad leader from the corner of the eye. He was chatting and laughing with our squad leader.

Everyone said they were a good match.

What am I?His grades are at the bottom, his looks are not outstanding, and he is inferior in all aspects.

I walked out of the door dejectedly, and unexpectedly saw my uncle who came to pick me up.I got into the car, still lacking interest.

My uncle could tell at a glance, but he insisted on not asking me.

I now know that he is actually full of bad water.

Later, until I couldn't hold back anymore, I asked him, "Uncle, how did you do in the final exam of the first year of junior high school?"

Without thinking twice, my uncle said, "It sucks."

I didn't believe it, "You must be lying to me. Hey, don't think I'm easy to deceive."

"It's really bad, because we have an experimental class in the second year of junior high school, so this exam is very important. I was in the same class as your dad later, do you think I did well in the exam?"

I was shocked, "No way, why did you lose the chain at a critical moment? Aren't you always number one?" I thought about it, and patted my uncle's hand to comfort him, "Then you must have been very sad at that time. Bar?"

"Why should I be sad?" my uncle said.

He squeezed my face, "The result of a final exam really doesn't matter. In fact, even the college entrance examination doesn't determine your life." My uncle said, "So, there's nothing to be sad about."

I nodded thoughtfully.At that time, the college entrance examination was still far away from me. Let alone the shadow of the high school entrance examination enveloped me, even the nearest Xiaoshengchu did not cause any waves in my heart.

I paused for a while, "Then... Uncle, do you have someone you like?"

I happened to be passing a traffic light, my uncle slammed on the brakes, and my head almost hit the front glass.

My uncle hurriedly apologized to see if my forehead was hurt.I said it's okay.

He seemed to see nothing serious about me, so he turned back and drove in silence.

The two of us were silent for a while, and when the topic was about to turn over, I made another attempt without giving up.

"Uncle... have you ever liked someone?" I frowned, "The two people's grades are very different. If this is the case, can the two be together?"

I was so tangled, but my uncle laughed.I was very angry, I felt that my uncle didn't listen to me at all, he thought I was a child and didn't value me at all.

Compared with the topic of "like it or not", my uncle's dismissive attitude on this obviously hurts me more.

My uncle said, "Xiaoyu tell uncle the truth, the little boy you like, is he good-looking?"

I pursed my lips, and my eyes just glanced out, not wanting to talk to my uncle very much.Who knew that my uncle said, "Oh, I see, is he not good-looking, Xiaoyu is embarrassed to say?"

"Where is it?! He is so good-looking and has good grades. He is still the captain of our team."

My uncle gave a long "oh" and then sighed softly.

He first said in a low voice, 'Women are not allowed to stay in university', thinking I didn't hear it.

I was about to blow my hair, but I heard him say again, "Silly boy, if two people really love each other, what's the score?"

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