The Metamorphosis of Fanggoudan

After seeing that the automatic firewood cutter was very useful, Wang Ming thought about it, and finally one day he couldn't help but tell Cheng Yi after school.

"Brother Cheng, can you lend me the automatic firewood cutter?"

Cheng Yi nodded in agreement.

But Wang Ming still hesitated to speak, hesitated for a while and then said, "I may have to borrow it for a longer time, and I want to sell the firewood I cut for money to buy things."

He felt that this request was too much after he said it. He didn't invent the machine, so why should he ask so much.

"Are you short of money?" Cheng Yi glanced at him and asked again, "What do you want to buy?"

Wang Ming was taken aback, he didn't tell Cheng Yi that he wanted to buy something, so how did he know?

"Uh, just a little thing."

Cheng Yi didn't continue to ask, as if he just mentioned it casually, but he wasn't going to lend the machine to Wang Ming anymore.

"How about it, you and I will reinstall an automatic wood cutting machine together. I will provide the materials and technology. After you install it, you can use it at any time."

He had a plan in mind. Because of the low cost of the previous automatic wood cutting machine, the parts and assembly were relatively rough. Cheng Yi planned to sell that for money, plus the money from selling the firewood. It should be able to pay back to Huang Fei from the program group, and the medical expenses and milk money owed last time can be paid off.

Hearing that Cheng Yi was going to teach him how to make an automatic firewood cutter, Wang Ming immediately became happy.

"Really, Brother Cheng?" He pushed Gan Bo aside, allowing himself to stand next to Cheng Yi, "I thought Brother Cheng, your skills would not be passed on to the outside world."

He knows that some inventions need to be patented, and some original things can be exchanged for money. He didn't expect Cheng Yi to be willing to teach him.

Cheng Yi didn't like to get close to others, so he pulled Duan Fang on the other side to separate Wang Ming.

"This is just the simplest mechanical structure." He didn't care if others would learn it.

"Selfless!" Wang Ming moved on Gan Bo's shoulder, and Gan Bo trembled when he heard the trembling voice.

This kid was really pitiful when he was miserable, and he is really disgusting when he is angry now.

"Don't put it on my shoulder, it's too hot." He shook his shoulder and pushed him off.

Wang Ming pulled him aside and whispered, "Hey, it's my birthday in two days, Bobo give me something."

"Damn, how can you ask someone for a gift directly like you, why don't you ask Xiaofang and Brother Cheng." Gan Bo was shocked by his shamelessness.

"I didn't treat you as an outsider, so I asked you first."

Gan Bo was helpless, "You should treat me as an outsider, I can't bear it."

Back home at night, Wang Ming remembered what Gan Bo had said before.

"Bobo, didn't you say that if it's not as good as an automatic woodcutter, you'll hate your father or cut your hair?"

He gloated, "Shouldn't it be time to choose?"

Seeing his appearance, Gan Bo really wanted to punch him in the face, "Damn it, my dad is the most egotistical person. I'm different from you. Some things will have the same result if you don't do them. It's just an endless loop." .”

He lowered his eyes, a little frustrated but he didn't seem to be very disappointed, there was a feeling of seeing through in his eyes.

Wang Ming: "Of course you are different from me, you are much more boring."

"Cut." Gan Bo slammed back unconvinced, "Could it be interesting for you to babble all day long?"

"Don't you want to be a singer anymore?" Wang Ming felt that he had grown a lot through the setbacks again and again, and he was happy to teach his lost friends.

"Looking at you like that, I know that I have given up some things before, right? Are you worthy of yourself?"

Gambo was silent.

What Wang Ming said is not wrong, he gave up all the way to grow up like this.Give up your favorite books, give up your favorite schools, give up your previous ideas, and give up your dreams.

There is only one road ahead of him, and he has to go, so he is like a stone, slowly smoothing his edges and corners, pruning unqualified "branches" on his body, and hiding his real unpleasant character, as if this Can live in a qualified cage forever.

He is indeed different from Wang Ming. There may be conflicts and misunderstandings between Wang Ming and his mother, but there may be only his unilateral anger and struggle between him and his father, not even resistance, or even his drinking. Smoking and messing around in the streets, in his father's eyes, they were not even resistance, they could only be considered embarrassing.

Wang Ming didn't see that his expression changed, and he was about to say something, but he was told that a parent's phone call came.

"What? You mean my mother?" He froze for a moment, then asked again, "My mother?!"

As if he just realized it, his whole body stood up like a bamboo pole, and all the things that had been deliberately forgotten before suddenly came up again.

Why the fuck are you calling him?The last time he said something like that, he didn't even have the courage to listen again after he finished speaking, so he hung up the phone directly and lost sleep all night.

He hasn't taken the initiative to think about it for the past few days, because he knows that he can't think clearly, but now the staff said his mother called.

What do you want to say?Scold him like before?still……

"Xiao Ming." The female voice on the other end of the phone was rare and calm.

Wang Ming subconsciously held his breath, his mind went blank.

"Xiao Ming, are you there?" The voice on the other end of the phone was very soft.

"Mom." Wang Ming looked down at his shoes, not knowing what to say.

"Xiao Ming, you..." After a pause, he continued, "Are you happy over there?"

"Uh, I'm happy, I'm fine."

There was no expected scolding, Wang Ming's reaction was half a beat slow, but he didn't know what to say after this sentence, but fortunately, his mother took the initiative to continue.

"I saw you on TV, you turned dark and thin." Qin Lisi looked at the photo on the bedside table, it was a photo of Wang Ming and him when they were young.

"Xiao Ming, do you still remember the photos we took when we went climbing together when you were young?"

The boy's clean voice came from the phone, his breath was unsteady and dry, "I remember, that day was my eighth birthday, and you took me to Forest Park and stayed with me all day."

Touching the silly smiling boy in the photo lightly with his fingers, Qin Lisi felt a dull pain in his heart. She was also starting to grow old when she was pretty back then, and the cute little boy in the photo also changed her appearance.

What has she done in the past nine years?

"I'm sorry, Xiao Ming, mom is sorry for you." Tears fell drop by drop on the floor, Qin Lisi couldn't suppress the self-blame anymore, and said everything out.

The sunny and cheerful Wang Ming on TV made her feel strange. She had never seen her son smile at her like that. She suddenly understood what Wang Ming said on the phone that day.

Qualified parents must accompany their children to grow up.

"I won't force you to live according to my ideas anymore."

She has been wrong for nine years, and now that she is so sad, was Wang Ming also so desperate before?

"I shouldn't scold you like that, you've never been a waste, it's me, it's my fault."

Wang Ming raised his head, feeling a sense of relief in his heart, and it was empty all of a sudden.

That sorry mother said seemed to break down the wall in his heart.

He was like a lost child who was finally found home by his careless parents. He had so many things he wanted to tell his mother.His grievances and his sadness finally don't need to be pressed in his heart anymore, and he can tell his mother like others.

"Mom, I..." Mom, why don't you stay with me more; Mom, can you look at me.

Wang Ming wanted to tell his mother all the grievances he had suffered for many years, but when he opened his mouth, he was already sobbing.

The PD filmed not far away couldn't stand it anymore, so I walked over and handed him a pack of tissues.The child was crying so much that all the elders felt uncomfortable.

This night, the people in the program group finally took the touching picture they had always wanted, but after the filming, the PDs felt a little uncomfortable, so they took out their mobile phones and called home while it was still early.

Some call the children at home, some call the elderly at home, and some call the lovers they like.

They are too busy with work and have no extra time to accompany the closest family members in the world. Does their family members feel wronged and sad sometimes?

How many nine years can a life have?Maybe in a blink of an eye, I missed the changing appearance of the child when it grows up, missed the last remaining company of the old man, and missed the best time with my lover.

Both Wang Ming and Qin Lisi talked a lot, not only he cried, Qin Lisi also cried for a long time, and woke up Duan Keke who was sleeping in the next room.

"Auntie, why are you crying?" The short Duan Keke was wearing a pink nightgown, looked at Qin Lisi with some concern, and brought over a box of toilet paper.

Qin Lisi wiped away his tears and patted the little girl's head.

"Because Auntie did something wrong."

Duan Keke looked at her and said nothing, but her big beautiful eyes were full of doubts.

"If you do something wrong, you must correct it... But, Auntie has been wrong for too long."

Duan Keke looked puzzled, as if he didn't quite understand.

Qin Lisi has gotten used to her character of not talking much. She is about the same height as Wang Ming when she was eight years old, but she is much quieter than Wang Ming at that time.

She said, "Do you miss your brother? Do you want to talk to brother tomorrow when Auntie calls Xiao Ming?"