The years I treated psychiatrists

It was already dark at this time, and the two cuddled each other like this, and walked to the park near Bai Hua's house.

Listening to the unchanging dynamic rhythm of the square dance not far away, and seeing a few noisy brats rushing by from time to time, Yue Yue suddenly felt that they seemed to be married and survived the bloody middle age During the struggle period, I had already stepped aside as a bystander, just to see how the ignorant younger generation stumbled, and recall the past years together.

"It's been a long time since I went out for a walk at night." The white birch next to him interlocked his fingers, moved his fingers, and made his left hand and the right hand of the cross-country fit tighter. "In the past, it was my father who insisted on pulling me every day." Mom and I, go for a walk after dinner in the square near the research institute."

Hearing Bai Hua's initiative to bring up the past, Yue Yue didn't interrupt rashly, but turned his face slightly to see Bai Hua's expression.

There were no waves on Bai Hua's face, she just looked forward calmly, the soft light on her face from the street lamp not far in front gradually became brighter as the two walked slowly forward.

The chirping of insects in summer was all around, and the weather was a bit hot, but the evening wind that blows from time to time in the park brought a very refreshing breath, and I didn't feel a little irritated when crossing the road.

"Let's find a place to sit down and talk." Bai Huachong smiled slightly.

Bai Hua took the cross-country to an empty small square. There were several benches on the edge of the small square, connecting them into a long dotted line.A few boys were playing basketball in the middle of the square by street lamps and moonlight, occasionally shouting.

When the two of them sat down, Bai Hua let go of the hand that was holding the cross country, put his hands on the sides of his body, stretched his legs forward, and looked up at the sky:

"My name, I actually changed it myself."

Involuntarily, cross-country turned sideways and looked at the green birch trees behind the two of them.

Offroad had never paid attention to them before, but now that Bai Hua mentioned it, he began to look at them carefully.The trunk is very thin and looks soft and weak. The intervals between the black parts on the bark are just right, neither dense nor sparse, like the white deliberately left in the ink painting.

"Did you know?" Bai Hua's voice brought back the cross-country sight, "Most of the trees are communism."

Halfway up the mountain, a clear and crisp child's voice was mixed in the cold wind, making the mountain in winter seem not so lonely.

"Daddy Daddy!"

The girl straightened her small body with all her strength, and finally managed to control all the branches in her arms, preventing them from slipping from the gap. Then she trotted all the way to catch up with Bai Yusheng in front, and shouted very excitedly:

"You haven't answered me just now, why am I called Bai Yang?"

Bai Yusheng looked back at the girl with a smile, straightened his shoulders, and adjusted the position of the branch on his shoulders. When he spoke, a cloud of white mist came out of his mouth:

"Because my mother's surname is Yang."

The girl was very dissatisfied with her father's perfunctory answer, she tightened her hands holding the branch, then raised her head and asked:

"But isn't poplar a kind of tree, so there's nothing special about it?"

Bai Yusheng smiled softly at her like that again, then looked ahead, and didn't speak for a while.

"You look down on me again!" The girl became even more dissatisfied, a twig fell out of her heart, she had to calm down temporarily, and quickly focused on her two arms.

Together with a man in overalls, Bai Yusheng moved the branch dragged behind him to the truck, then lowered his head, took the branch from the girl's hand and threw it into the truck, then turned to the man in overalls and said:

"Old Gu, I'll leave the rest to you and Lao Liang. I'll take my daughter up there for a walk."

"Go, go, there's not much left here anyway," Lao Gu waved his hand indifferently, "Yang Yang has been working with you for a day, and he won't let him rest. I have never seen a daughter like you So rough."

After Lao Gu finished speaking, he put his hands on his knees and smiled at the girl: "Yang Yang remembers coming to our house for dinner at night. Your aunt has been processing documents at home alone during this time, and she almost misses you. This time But I made your favorite golden corn."

The girl looked up at Bai Yusheng, only to find that her father's face was a little dignified, and when he looked at her, he quickly covered up the sadness in his eyes:

"When I go down the mountain, I will send you to Uncle Gu's house first. I will go back to the research institute to pick up my mother. Remember to say hello to Auntie."

The girl was a little puzzled by her father's expression, but obediently agreed.

Lao Gu supported the truck with one hand, and patted Bai Yusheng's shoulder with the other:

"What a wonderful child. I'm afraid your sister-in-law and I will not have such a blessing in our lives."

Bai Yusheng sighed softly, took the girl's hand, and fell silent for a moment.

"It's alright, alright, don't put on a bad face, I don't like your silent appearance the most, but don't teach Yang Yang to be a dull gourd. Yang Yang, if your father behaves like this again, you will die." Come to me, and I'll take care of him for you."

The girl seemed to have finally found someone to back her up, and hurriedly said:

"He ignored me just now, and I asked a question many times without answering."

"That's right, it's outrageous." Old Gu lowered his voice and narrowed his eyes, "It looks like he didn't study hard when he was in school, and he doesn't know how to be a father at all."

The girl was amused by Lao Gu's appearance, and Bai Yusheng finally smiled again:

"Then let's go first, thank you and Lao Liang for your hard work."

"Oh, small things, small things, don't talk too much, Yang Yang will wait later."

As soon as the words were finished, Lao Gu didn't wait for Bai Yusheng's answer, turned around and climbed onto the truck steadily, and began to sort out the intricate branches on the truck.

Although there are many opportunities to work in the mountains with her father in this season, the girl is still full of longing for the mountains.

Bai Yusheng would take a different route up the mountain each time, explaining each tree's personality and habits to her as if introducing each of his partners.

Who will be more conservative and insist on collecting more nutrients before falling leaves, and who will be more optimistic, recalling chlorophyll before the weather turns cold and changing the color of their leaves.

Girls like such a father very much.Bai Yusheng usually doesn't talk much, but when he talks about trees, his words are immediately full of spirit.

This time, Bai Yusheng took the girl's hand, found a relatively flat slope and began to walk up.

"Look at these trees gathered together," Bai Yusheng raised his finger and pointed to the surroundings, "They all belong to the same family, and they are all communism."

"What is communism?" The girl blinked and asked in confusion.

It has heard this word in many places, but it has never studied it carefully.

"That is to say," Bai Yusheng stopped and looked up at the sky, "No matter how much sunlight or water each tree receives, they will communicate with the whole forest to ensure that everyone has enough resources to support each other. It doesn't matter how much you get."

"Oh." The girl rubbed the corner of her clothes with one hand, thoughtfully, followed Bai Yusheng's gaze to look at the clouds in the sky, "Is the poplar tree like this too?"

"Yes, you and mom are both like this." Bai Yusheng looked down at the girl again, and touched the girl's head with a wide palm.

"Then aren't you?" The girl noticed that her father had excluded herself, and continued to ask.

"Father is more like a birch tree." Bai Yusheng thought for a while, and put his hands behind his back.

"What's so special about the birch tree?" The girl was a little annoyed that her father didn't keep the most special name for herself.

"It's just like what your Uncle Gu said," Bai Yusheng took the girl's hand and walked up, "Everyone connects their own tree roots with other people's roots. Communicate with others about the battle situation at any time, and resist together. The birch tree is just a boring gourd, it can only arm itself, and is never willing to communicate with others."

"Then why is it like this?" The girl's affection for the birch tree dropped a bit, and she didn't know why her father described herself like this.

"If something bad happens to it, it won't drag down the surrounding trees."

The girl pondered for a while, and suddenly felt that what her father said seemed very reasonable:

"Then I want to be a birch tree too!"

Bai Yusheng turned around, and changed into the girl's most disgusting expression, that expression of looking at a child, and shook his head with a smile:

"Dad is the head of the family, and he just needs to shoulder some responsibilities. But what Dad likes most and what he needs most are the two poplar trees, you and mom."

Bai Hua stopped telling the story, took a deep breath, and looked ahead in a daze.

Cross-country lowered his head, calmed down the turmoil in his heart, and broke the silence again:

"Then you mean, you're capitalist."

Bai Hua was taken aback by what she said, looked back at the cross country in some surprise, and then smiled again:

"That's you, you can always sum up some weird things."

"I haven't concluded yet."

Cross-country sat up straight, took Bai Hua's hands, held them with his own, and put on a serious face:

"Yang Yang, listen carefully."

"If you want to be a birch tree, I have no objection."

"I would like to be that poplar tree standing next to you."

"I am willing to exploit you."

"You can keep the sun, water, and nutrition all to yourself."

"I am willing to use the great mind of socialism to touch you, a capitalist birch tree."

Bai Hua's eyes lingered on the cross-country face, her breathing was a little short, and she didn't speak for a while.

Yue Yue was stunned, what he said just now was completely out of his inner thoughts, without extra motives, but now he realized it belatedly, it sounded like he was going to propose to Bai Hua.

The problem is, she can't move instantly, let alone conjure a diamond ring out of thin air.

What a great opportunity to rephrased next time.Offroad thought without losing annoyance.

It's a pity that this time, she belongs to the group of unprepared people.

I was struggling, and my off-road thinking was suddenly interrupted.

"careful!"