Author: BABAll
Word count: 98974
Chapter One
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 suit and leather shoes told Qian Xiaoer, “Your father is calling you to go back.”There is nothing in the old house that can be taken away, and Qian Xiaoer is not afraid of being cheated, and 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.
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