Qian Xiaoer’s Despicable Life

Author: heisi
Word count: 100407
A chapter

The roads in the big city are so fucking wide, so wide that Qian Xiaoer’s eyes were a little straight when he entered the city for the first time. He felt like sitting on pins and needles on the leather-smelling back seat of the cold car. It was the first time in his life that he was in a car. It wasn’t until the car drove on the main road that the bumps stopped and I managed to come back to my senses. I muttered, “I’m going to the city, and all the novelty and beauty that I had dreamed about before disappeared in smoke.
I’m going to see my father.
The story began 21 years ago. Qian Xiaoer’s father was the first scholar in Dashan Village to go out with a pen in the past 20 years. He was a college student in the 1990s. After graduation, he was assigned a job. The son’s family planning is not a joke. The couple dare not take risks, fines are trivial matters, and the iron rice bowl of the parents’ civil servants cannot be lost, so Qian Xiaoer was sent back to the mountain village overnight to be raised by his grandfather. He kept silent about the matter, just sat under the old tree in front of the house all night, and then touched his grandson’s face, the old man was very old, tears fell silently, Qian Xiaoer smiled and helped the old man wipe his face clean, he was only seven or eight years old, but he was too smart to ask any more questions.
Then Qian Xiaoer inexplicably became a wild child without a father. Every family in the mountain village raised dogs, and I saw a group of dogs fighting in front of the village and behind the village all day long. Qian Xiaoer was the most vicious one. The people in the house are simple and honest, even those thorns who didn’t know whether they were intentional or unintentional at the beginning didn’t mention the issue of life experience anymore, Qian Xiaoer just muddled along like this, living heartlessly, with dogs as companions.
At the age of nine, the old man died of depression.
Qian Xiaoer knelt on the grave and muttered to himself, now he is really an orphan.
After eating all kinds of food, I grew up to eighteen years old, and then a car came from the mountain village. The driver in suits and leather shoes told Qian Xiaoer, “Your father called you back.”There is nothing to take away from here, and Qian Xiaoer is not afraid of being cheated, a life is cheap, is it for money or life? Simply treat it as being cheated, in short, life is worthless, so let it be.
In fact, at the beginning of the 21st century, it was not as backward as imagined, and the development of economics and education has been quite rapid, but the big mountain village where this illiterate Qian Xiaoer stayed was too backward, and once he entered the city, he became a frizzy wild monkey, with a bewildered expression on his face.
When the time arrived, Qian Xiaoer jumped out of the car as if reincarnated. Naturally, he didn’t know how valuable this large villa that could be domineering in a city full of high-rise buildings was. After being dazed for a long time, he bent down to the end and vomited into a fool again.
When he saw the bookish father, the submissiveness on Qian Xiaoer’s face disappeared instead, and the father and son stared at each other. There was no joy as imagined when the relatives who had been separated for many years were reunited, and there was no heartbreaking crying. Qian Xiaoer’s eyes were full of strangeness.
His name is Qian Jishu, and he is his biological father. Perhaps it is because the old man talked about his son before he was alive, so he still has a vague impression of what kind of person his biological father is, but he has never described the strange mother at all, so when the woman came out, Qian Xiaoer’s eyes widened and he yelled strangely: “This is my mother?”
“It’s not big or small, call mom!” The father scolded in a low voice.
My mother looks good too. . . It’s so pretty, Qian Xiaoer’s eyelids were closed, his heart was pounding violently, he was stunned and didn’t open his mouth until his head sank, the woman in front of him stretched out his hand, stroked his head, and smiled slightly, the delicate and bright red lips made Qian Xiaoer take a step back subconsciously, looking at his nose, nose and heart, as if standing in front of him. Beautiful red high-heeled shoes, small and well-proportioned feet, wearing thin black stockings, I don’t know if it’s the reflection of the leather of the leather shoes, but I always feel that the beautiful feet in my sight exude a faint luster, the slender calves wrapped in crystal clear black silk, Qian Xiaoer has never seen this kind of dress before, when he was still being silly, a fragrant smell mixed with his body temperature wafted down his nose, the woman hugged him, Qian Xiaoer was caught off guard, and buried his face in the woman’s chest. Consciously sucked in a breath of cool air, the nose was full of fragrance, the thin cheeks touched the softness of the front, and then the overwhelming pressure came down, the back was surrounded by the woman’s arms, the brain was convulsed, the body stiffened for a while, and a woman’s voice was heard above the head.
With a “giggle” smile, Qian Xiaoer lost his mind.
I really can’t connect my biological mother with this beautiful woman who can make people’s hearts tremble at the first glance. The smell of perfume, fashionable dress, and overly “intimate” behavior, the woman held Qian Xiaoer’s face in both hands, looked at it again, and whispered: “My child, you are too thin.”If you want to lose your soul, I think that my own mother should be the same as the Aunt Zhang and Wang next door, with rough and dark skin, and a pair of long-term farm work that is covered with calluses.