Her father is a teacher

Almost in a hasty gesture, Zheng Nianchu was brought by his father to this city where he only met twice a year.

Zheng Feng walked in a hurry, and even the car speeded up. It was not until the irreversible high speed that the tense atmosphere in the car eased up.Still no one spoke.

Flying by outside the car window were clumps of low-growing pine trees, forming a barrier between two opposing roads.Zheng Nianchu's brain hurts after watching it for a long time.She was sitting in the back row, alone, You Min was sitting in the co-pilot, and her father held the steering wheel with his lips pressed tightly, without the driver doing it for him.

She doesn't want to see any of them.

Her schoolbag was full of books, but her father said there was no need for it, as the teaching materials in Huaihai City were different.She didn't listen, she was stuffed as usual, there were too many books in junior high school, one schoolbag couldn't fit them, and she wanted to move them to the car, but You Min refused, saying that there was no room in the car.

"Are you running for your life? A bundle of waste paper has to be put on the car."

When Zheng Nianchu got into the car, she found only her and her schoolbag in the empty back seat.She leaned back on the seat and sat on the right side, so that she would not see her stepmother's back and her face in the rearview mirror when she turned her face, causing her to panic.

The afternoon sun gradually faded. They got off the expressway and got on the provincial road. The setting sun was reflected on the glass windows, cold and flashy.

Probably the familiar scenery gave Zheng Feng a sense of security, and he looked like a father again, saying that although Huaihai City is small, it has all kinds of things, and asked Zheng Nianchu what he wanted.

"I want to go home," she said, lowering her eyebrows to keep her father from seeing her in the rearview mirror.

She had never been in this city before, it was too strange.Zheng Feng's role as her father seems to have faded with the sun and the moon. The thing she is most familiar with is the home she has lived in for more than ten years.She was born there and never moved. Most of the impressions and emotions of the word "mother" are pinned on that house.

But Zheng Feng didn't think so.For Zheng Nianchu, there is some sympathy, this is his only child with his wife, and it has been in pain for many years, let alone his only child.He considered it his duty to tell her in detail.But he was already very tired, and he really didn't have much patience to explain to her.

So he sighed silently and said nothing.

Although he didn't say anything, You Min started. As soon as she opened her mouth to talk about Zheng Nianchu, she couldn't stop talking: "Do you think you are the only one who wants to go back? Your father has been so busy these days that you don't even have a word of concern. Open your mouth." Just give him such a difficult problem. You are not a five or six-year-old child anymore. You are already in junior high school. Didn’t your school teachers teach you how to be filial to your parents? Just know how to contradict?"

Zheng Nianchu ignored the series of scolding in his ears, hearing these words now came from one ear and came out of the other, meaningless.At this time, she didn't have to explore her father's thoughts, she knew that doing so was just a waste of emotion before he made a sound.

He was exactly as she thought.On the one hand, I feel that You Min's words are too sharp, too serious for a child who just left home, but on the other hand, there is nothing wrong with her words.

Since he married You Min, he has been carefully coordinating the relationship between the two parties, fearing that Zheng Nianchu would be sensitive, jealous and even hate his stepmother.Now it seems that it is really useless.

You Min is really mean sometimes, it's because of his personality.Most of the time, she took care of her work, him, and Zheng Nianchu at the same time, while his daughter was not considerate.

Seeing Zheng Nianchu's temper became more and more gloomy, he couldn't blame this child despite his distress, it was not her fault, it was him who didn't give her a purer family.

Zheng Feng put aside his slight self-blame, and saw Zheng Nianchu's drooping head from the rearview mirror, sitting alone in the back, with the black schoolbag bulging against her, and it was already pitiful not to see his expression.

Then I thought to myself, after all, my wife is an adult, she can see clearly, and she is considerate, not like a child who is paranoid and self-centered.He freed up one hand and patted You Min's leg, which meant two meanings: approval of You Min, and telling her to stop talking about Zheng Nianchu like that.

It's just a pity that Zheng Nianchu, who lowered his head and raised his eyes, saw the former, and You Min saw the latter.

After arriving in Huaihai City, Zheng Feng's entangled heart seemed to be a little relieved. The speed of the car slowed down along with the road. The vehicles in the city were full of vehicles, and they drove by one after another in the evening. In the middle of this traffic.

Zheng Nianchu knew that there was no room for change in the matter of moving, so he also began to try to force himself to get acquainted with this strange place.

The atmosphere in the front seat of the car gradually eased, and Zheng Feng and You Min began to chat casually.

"The new house is pretty good, let's find a friend to check it out."

"I know, as long as you have a place to live, don't be too tired."

Zheng Feng's tone was filled with emotion and guilt: "I'm still sorry to you two."

"I'm fine, I just don't know if I'm not used to it."

You Min brought the topic up to her again, and the two of them cast their gazes to the back row, only to see Zheng Nianchu bowed his head and remained silent.

Zheng Feng looked away and continued to pay attention to the seconds of the red light.

Then, You Min found other topics, and the two continued to chat.

"The decoration doesn't need to be too complicated. Logs are popular on the Internet now, and they look good enough."

"I still have to buy a few more pots of flowers, mainly to get by. Don't be as extravagant as before. Just live comfortably. Those are for people to see."

Zheng Feng responded and said yes, and the space between the two was filled with imagination and warmth for the future.

And these seem to have nothing to do with Zheng Nianchu in the back row.

She sat quietly with her schoolbag until her legs and feet were numb and her neck was stiff.The black heat insulation film of the car window covers her, separating the bright lights outside and the harmonious "family" in front of the seat.

In such a closed and dark environment, Zheng Nianchu thought of her mother countless times, thought of what her mother said to her, and smiled at her, and the anger, criticism and unhappiness between them were all banished by these huge and vain warmth.

She was locked in the small building of the kindergarten by the rain curtain, and her mother and the driver parked the car at the gate.

The teacher just answered the phone and opened an umbrella to send another child out.Now, no one has an umbrella.

So she picked up her schoolbag, braved the heavy rain and ran out of the small building, and ran to her mother bravely.The wind and rain are behind her, she has a huge heat, and the huge waves are splashed under her feet, pushing her forward.

Now, does she still have the courage to rush into the vast night?

However, no matter how far she ran, no one would come to pick her up.

The black car drove into the gradually changing sky and finally stopped at eight o'clock.

They have arrived at their new home.

When she lay on the strange sheets, she began to miss her old sheets that had been washed and faded.Very soft, the softness endowed by the years.After numerous washes, the color has become light and gentle, and her mother seems to be like that too.

She didn't remember if she was really gentle, but time turned into a river, diluting her color. In Zheng Nianchu's memory, she was like that white sheet.

There were still voices in the living room, Zheng Nianchu was too lazy to meet You Min face to face, she would rather lie in this blank little room and do nothing.

But she hasn't showered yet.

There used to be a bathroom in her room, but there is no more.She used to have a big terrace, but now there is only one window left.She had to wait until the living room was silent.

After a while, she got up, sat at the table and opened the math workbook, continuing where she left off last time.

After ten o'clock, the sound outside stopped, she turned off the light, and there was no light in the living room and the door of the room.

Then she opened the door quietly and went to take a shower.

There must be another switch for the hot water in the bathroom. She didn't know where it was, so she simply wiped it with cold water.

The temperature dropped in September, and the highest during the day was only 31 or [-] degrees. She got goosebumps all over her body after washing, and those pimples disappeared because of getting used to it.

It's okay, it's better to go and see other people's faces for such a trivial matter.

Thinking this way in her heart, she was also afraid that her mood would suddenly collapse and shed tears.But reaching out to touch the corners of the eyes and cheeks, there was no moisture on the dry face.

Yes, she was so dry that she couldn't even evaporate sweat, let alone tears.

So be it, since crying is useless, there is no need to cry.

After all, tears are not suitable for growing up.

How she wanted to grow up and get out of here, alone.Without her mother, she is alone.Cook your own food and earn your own money.Be independent and actively choose to be alone like an adult.Rather than weakly hiding in a small space, forced to bear.

"Your homeroom teacher is me..." Zheng Feng paused for a while before continuing, "My friend. If you need anything, you can find him. He is nice."

Zheng Nianchu nodded slightly, very slightly, he saw it.

Silent and reticent year after year, more important than these are those eyes, which seem to be gloomy and hateful when looking straight at others.

"Why does your daughter always stare at me?"

You Min often said this, and after a long time, Zheng Feng felt that after hearing it a lot, it seemed that this was indeed the case, but she didn't often stare at herself, and her feelings were not clear and profound.

But every time he found out, he blamed both his daughter and himself.

The car drove in directly from the school gate, and the surrounding landscape did not allow Zheng Nianchu to look at it, passing behind him at a constant speed.It was the first class time, and the campus was empty.

Not long after Zheng Feng finished making the phone call, a man wearing glasses came up to them and led them up the stairs and into the office.

They chatted for a few words, probably a lot of things have been said before, only a few words about the recent situation and so on, after entrusting Zheng Nianchu, the two said see you next time.

Then, Zheng Feng hurried away.

"Near the beginning."

When Zheng Nianchu heard the teacher call her kindly, she raised her head in a daze, her delicate little face had a very cute little expression, which was not half as gloomy as her stepmother said.

Seeing her like this, Lin Zheng raised the corners of his slightly curved mouth even more, and stroked the child's head.

Tuk Tuk.

Zheng Nianchu turned his head following the head teacher's gaze, and knocked on the door with a slender wrist, on which was a black hair rope strung with brass stars.

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