my uncle nam he

When I was five years old, my dad died in a car accident.The family situation was not bad at first, but after this happened, my grandparents had white hair and black hair, and they all turned gray overnight.

My mother remarried after taking me for a year.

My stepfather is also very young. He was single at first and never married.I'm already kind of annoying him.

He doesn't usually drink much, but that day he may have had a party and suddenly drank too much.He came home drunk and started throwing bottles.

My mother didn't seem to know that my stepfather still had such a potential for drunken madness, and she was frightened for a while.

Maybe "telling the truth after drinking" has some practical significance, anyway, my stepfather started to babble about "drinking oil bottle", "no one wants" and other rubbish words.

I was just in elementary school then, so of course I didn't understand what these words meant.But my mother understood very well, she hugged me tremblingly and cried, my mother and I hid in the room, and listened to my stepfather hunting cattle across the mountain through a door.

That's when my uncle showed up.

At that time, the doorbell rang in the dark, my stepfather was immersed in his own emotions and ignored it, and my mother hugged me blankly, as if she didn't hear it.

But whenever I got up to open the door, my mother would always grab me in time and shake her head at me.

The bell finally disappeared.Just when I thought it would never sound again, the door suddenly opened.I heard my stepfather yelling, "Who are you?"

I broke away from my mother, opened the door on tiptoe, and walked out of the room.

A long time has passed, and I don’t know why, but I still haven’t forgotten the day I rushed out to open the door, and there was a man in a suit and leather shoes standing at the door of our dilapidated house.

His gentle and kind eyes passed through many barriers invisibly, especially my stepfather who was drunk and unconscious, reached my dilated pupils without hesitation.

At that time, I hadn't watched "A Chinese Journey to the West", and I didn't know any unrivaled heroes with their feet on colorful clouds.

If he knew, that unrivaled hero must have my uncle's face.

I always hear people say that children have certain intuitions, and I have always believed in this statement.Because my intuition at the time was that this person would definitely change my life completely.

He didn't know what he said to my stepfather, and he was about to come in.My stepfather was in a fit of rage at the time, seeing that my uncle ignored him at all, and "drinking is strong and courageous" is probably not an empty phrase, so he swung the iron rod on the shoe rack and slashed at my uncle's back.

My uncle was looking at me with a smile. Although I was young at the time, I was a little uncomfortable.At that time, I didn't know that there was a kind of look called "look".

At this moment, I suddenly remembered that Goudan and Erhua in class had already made a private appointment for life, and they also said that they would invite me to a wedding.

At that time, my ignorant head was fascinated by my uncle's handsome face, and I had a vague idea in my heart: he didn't come to marry me, did he?

Immediately afterwards, I exclaimed, the iron rod of unknown origin was about to fall on my uncle.At this time, my mother heard something wrong and came out of the room. She happened to see this scene impartially.

Who knew that our mother and daughter were completely false alarms.

Although my uncle didn't have eyes behind his back, his right hand caught the sneak attack neatly, his movements were very stable, without even a slight tremor, so that I was still imitating this scene with my companions after a long time.

My uncle's face didn't change at all. He gently used his strength to poke my stepfather's stomach with an iron rod, and then hit the back of his head, knocking him unconscious to the ground.

He dragged my stepfather to the sofa with one hand and put the iron bar on the table.Facing the stunned me and my mother, he smiled shyly, but brighter than anyone I have ever seen.

You must know that the male students in my class at that time would still wipe their noses everywhere. In contrast, my uncle was like an angel.

His smile, like a ray of bright but not scorching sunshine, suddenly illuminates the whole world that was so dark after my dad left.

When he came over, it was my mother who spoke first. "I...have I seen you somewhere?"

My uncle smiled and nodded, "Lin Jia, I'm Nan He. Qiao Yuan's classmate."

At that time, my intuition was not very good. Is it impolite to marry my father's classmate?

Do we need to elope?

My mother was also a little surprised, "I remember you, didn't you come here when I got married?" She said and glanced at my stepfather, "... May I ask why you came here?"

My uncle looked directly into my mother's eyes, "It's nothing, I just heard that Xiao Yu lives here now, I just passed by, and wanted to come and have a look."

"Lin Jia, if you and Xiao Yu need anything, please contact me anytime." My uncle said.As he spoke, he took out his business card and handed it to my mother.

After he finished speaking, he ignored my mother's confused eyes and turned to face me.I blushed all of a sudden.

My uncle scratched my little nose, "Does Xiaoyu remember me?"

I pursed my lips, feeling that this person is someone who can be coquettish.After my dad left, I rarely had the chance to act like a baby.

"Do you know what my full name is? Why do you only call me Xiaoyu?"

My uncle stared at me for a while, then said, "Your name is Qiao Ziyu, and your father's name is Qiao Yuan. Am I right?"

I burst into tears.My mother was staring at my uncle's business card at a loss, my crying woke her up from the trance, and she hurriedly dissuaded me.

"Xiaoyu, your uncle Nanhe is still here, why are you crying?"

My uncle opened his arms, and I jumped in naturally, snot and tears in his arms.It’s okay if my mother didn’t say it. When she said it, I cried even harder. I was so distraught that I cried more than my father’s funeral.

He didn't say anything, and kept patting me on the back very gently, helping me to calm down.My eyes were red, and I didn't think about the loss of face in front of my "sweetheart".

By the time I was about to cry, my mother had brought out two bowls of noodles from the kitchen, and my stepfather was still lying on the sofa, snoring twice from time to time.

She beckoned my uncle to come to eat with her eyes dodging.

I thought that my uncle would definitely not stay here to eat. After all, he looks so out of place with everything here, so why would he eat the noodles made by my mother at home, which I despise?

But my uncle thanked him very naturally, picked up his chopsticks and ate.I also climbed up the stool suspiciously, picked up the chopsticks carefully, and started eating with the bowl.

I took two bites, and felt that my mother's cooking was really not very good. Although it wasn't too hard to swallow, it was still too bad for a child.

I put down my chopsticks and stared at my uncle eating intently.

His fingers are very long, his skin is very white, and his joints are distinct. Anyway, I was really shocked when I was six years old.

It doesn't matter if a person is handsome, but why are his hands so beautiful?Until now, I still firmly believe that my uncle's hands are the most artistic pair of hands I have ever seen.

Because the fingers are slender and beautiful, which makes my uncle's every move look extraordinarily good-looking.He ate slowly and methodically, which was nothing like the usual vulgar manner of the boys in my class.

I was dumbfounded.

But it's all good, what shocked me the most is why he can eat my mother's food without changing his face? !

I remember when my stepfather ate it for the first time, he smoked many cigarettes at one meal.

Seeing that I didn't eat, my uncle stopped, and asked me with crooked eyes: "Why doesn't Xiao Yu eat? Picky eating is not a good habit."

My mother was taking out the clothes from the washing machine, and when she passed by, she heard my uncle ask me this, and said, "Nanhe, it's fine if Xiaoyu doesn't eat, she doesn't eat much at night."

When my uncle heard it, he asked me what I like to eat.I was not polite to him, and reported a lot of snacks in one breath, many of which I only heard from my classmates once, and they brought them from abroad.

It's just that I remembered it somehow, and sold it all to my uncle without hesitation.

After listening to my uncle, he didn't say anything, and asked me if I was in elementary school.I was relieved, but also a little disappointed.

I don't really want my uncle to buy me something to eat, but why would he ask me if he won't.

I said that I am just in first grade now.

He asked me what I think of the current class, do I like it.

I tilted my head and thought about it, "I really like it. I know a lot of new classmates. Although the class is boring, but fortunately, I can play with my friends after class."

My uncle touched my head and said, "Just as long as you like it."

I covered my head and cried, "Don't touch my head, I'm not tall like this!" My uncle smiled, and seemed to remember something, then sighed and said to me, "Don't worry, it won't happen. "

I frowned: "You are lying, you are so tall, how do you know?!"

My uncle said, "Then let me tell you, don't tell me, okay?"

I nod.When my uncle said this, his long eyelashes fluttered, and his handsome face showed a melancholy look. He said, "Because I touched your father's head like this once, but he is also very tall."

It's quick to forget things when you're young.I racked my brains to think about it, and there was only a vague figure left in my mind. I couldn't remember how tall my dad was, let alone who could win between him and my uncle.

I was helpless: "Okay." Then I looked at my uncle slyly: "Tell me, what are you going to do this time?"

I think, if my uncle is embarrassed to speak first, he will tell his real purpose of coming here, such as taking me to elope.

My uncle failed to give the answer I wanted, but his answer also made me ecstatic: "Xiaoyu, uncle is here to fulfill your wish."

Although I was happy, I was still confused, "What wish?"

My uncle said, "Think about it for yourself, then tell me."

I really shook my head and thought a lot, and a lot of pictures floated in my mind. The first sentence I said was: "How many wishes can you grant me?"

"How many wishes can Aladdin's magic lamp grant?" my uncle asked.

"Three!" Although my uncle's words were a bit out of date, I answered him without hesitation.

"Well, I'm three too," my uncle said.

Before I could figure out why, my uncle said: "Xiao Yu, don't worry, you can think about it slowly. You can tell me anytime when you think about it. But I have one condition first, you must remember my mobile phone number , can you remember?"

"Of course!" I said.My uncle wrote down his phone number for me, and I read it a few times and stuttered to recite it again before I passed the test.

But suddenly I felt something was wrong. "Why did you come to help me realize my wish?"

My uncle seemed a little sad about my question. After a long time, he said slowly, "Probably because I am taller than your father."

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