Aokiji and patients with skin diseases

I looked at this uncle with a mushroom-like hairstyle hugging and crying—my younger sister "Yiyi" with a helpless look on her face, and I asked him helplessly and contemptuously; "Dad, what do you want to do?"

"Hey, hey, I think the milk just soaked is very hot, so I thought about refrigerating the bottle so that I can drink the milk right away, but unfortunately I over-frozen it!" My dad shook the bottle with an innocent look on his face .

"I think she was made to cry by you."

At this time, I saw Uncle Gamel wearing a cute penguin apron appearing in my dad's life with a gloomy face, slashing my dad's head with a hand knife, taking the baby bottle and leaving in anger.

"Hey......"

I bent down to pick up the towel I just threw on the ground, looked up to see the smoke coming out of my head, a pair of dead fish eyes stared at my dad for some reason, I was stunned, very uncomfortable slowly Standing up straight, looking back at him for five or six seconds, I silently turned around.

I suddenly felt that my dad was a strange person. Sometimes I wished that Uncle Gamel was my dad. After all, Uncle Gamel had always taken care of my mother and me. Going home less often, people are very boring and lazy, lazy people can sleep anytime and anywhere, super strange people.

I heard from my mother that my father is a great person. When I heard my mother say that, the black lines all over my head came down, and I let out a faint oh after a while.

But I still really don't understand why my lovely mother is attracted to him. There are many young handsome guys in the town who hook her up. It's better to pull any one than this one...Could it be...Could it be because he can Is it because I made ice cubes to make a super delicious smoothie! ! ?I suddenly got a bolt from the blue, O..MG!

wrong.

I fell silent and stopped all movements in my hands.

"..."

With a numb face, I continued to shake the wet clothes in my hands, hung the clothes on the clothes line, and clamped them with clips.

I couldn't help laughing, laughing at my low-level thinking. Children are children, and their imagination is relatively low-level. This problem needs to be corrected.And how can I think of my mother like this, my mother must have her own reasons for choosing this man, at least my mother seems to be happy, the moment she saw that man, the brilliance in her eyes appeared only because of this man.

"Xiao Mo..."

I gasped suddenly when I heard the sound, the sudden surplus frightened me subconsciously to clenched the clothes in my hands, and I felt goose bumps all over my body.My dad took the clothes from my hands.

"Leave this to me. You really can't be idle at home."

I looked at him sadly, complaining that he should not appear so suddenly, it was scary.

My dad laughed muffled and hung up the clothes one by one on the line.

I raised my head and passed each piece of clothes and racks for him. Some very strange feelings spread in my heart. I don’t know how to describe it. Probably that feeling is very awkward. I don’t seem to want to get too close to this person. Dad, always regarded him as a better guest to get along with.

After I watched him finish drying the clothes, I picked up the empty basket and walked quickly towards the door. I saw my mother standing at the door and looking at me with a smile from a distance. She ran over, and my mother understood my behavior, and hugged me, who was jumping towards her, and put me down after turning around.

My mother gently kissed my forehead, and from the corner of my eye, I saw my father was downcast, and I didn't know what was wrong.

At night, I was wrapped in a fluffy white ball and sat on a swing not far from my house, swaying gently. Looking at the ocean in the distance, I had many, many complicated feelings in my heart. Know how to explain this feeling.

I wondered what this feeling was?Why is there such a feeling? My back was gently pushed by someone, and my swing started to move again and again. I looked back at my dad. Say hello to me.

I nodded in response to him with a blank face, turned around, and there was a feigned coughing sound behind me

"Girls need to smile more to be cute."

After hearing this, I continued to respond with a blank face; "I'm just an uncute girl." In fact, I think I don't smile, and it's probably inherited from my dad. My dad doesn't smile very much, even if he smiles, it's faint.

“…”

He fell silent, and I jumped off the swing all at once, and walked home without looking back with the sleepy white ball in my arms.I felt that this was not very good, so I turned around and called my father.Hearing the sound, he stood up in a panic and turned back to me.

"Good night."

After I finished speaking, I turned my head and entered the house.

At night, I was tossing and turning in bed thinking about things, and I heard some strange voices, which were full of indescribable temptations, a bit like my mother’s voice but not like it, this voice can only be heard when my father comes back, if you look for the voice to go Looking for it, it still came from my mother's room. When I was young, I pulled the corner of my mother's clothes and asked my mother. My mother always said that I was talking about the whole thing with my father.

I don't believe it at all.

When I got up in the morning, after breakfast, my dad pulled me and said that he would take me out to buy some beautiful dresses. I looked at him with a blank face and waved my hand coldly to refuse.Just kidding, who wants to stay with a man in a penguin suit, how can I be a big sister when I meet an acquaintance? ?I ran to the room.

But he persisted, carried me out of the door, and quickly pressed me on the back seat of the bicycle. He was afraid that I would escape, so he immediately rode the bicycle, and said in a flash: "Sibao, we are going out!!"

What a nuisance, I thought.

I remained expressionless, and then reminded my dad kindly; "Actually, my mother's real name is Li Mo."

"..."

My dad stopped the car slowly, with half of his face turned away from the light, he looked extremely... how to describe it, it just looked funny, there was a kind of feeling like a clown hiding in a corner with his knees in his arms after stepping off the stage .

My dad said; "Your mom never told me that."

"It's because you don't care about mother very much, so you don't know?"

My dad had a face full of thunderbolts when he heard the words, and he suddenly stuttered when he slowed down; "Hey... ah ah ah... this is a bit bad. It seems that I have been looking for the lost path of justice in the past few years. I really feel sorry for Sibao. Lack of concern."

"Yeah, I don't even know my mother gave birth."

I folded my arms and laughed. I still remember that scene. My dad came home and saw Yiyi in his mother's arms. When his mother congratulated him on having a second girl, his jaw dropped to the ground in shock.

"Well, haha, but it's okay, Mom, I will take care of it, it doesn't matter if you are there or not."

"What you said is a bit hurtful. I'm your father."

"Oh...."

I responded to him coldly.

"Tell you that the swing in front of the house was made for my mother!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

"That... and me... I will bring souvenirs when I go out... and there..." My dad scratched his head with one hand, and he suddenly became decadent, "Forget it I can’t remember all of a sudden, oh...so tired..."

After finishing speaking, my dad yawned. I don’t know if it was influenced by him. I also yawned. Tears oozed from the corners of my eyes. I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, grabbed his clothes, and leaned sideways On my dad's back and closed my eyes, I heard my dad speak again.

"Oh, you like leaning on my back just like your mother."

"is it?"

I responded lazily to him and casually asked him how long he would stay this time before leaving.

He didn't answer me, but after a few seconds, I heard a soft snoring sound, I was stunned, and then I watched my dad's bicycle crashed into a tree, and I threw my whole body calmly On my dad, the damage was perfectly resolved, but unfortunately my dad's head was placed on a tree. If you ask me if he is okay, I don't think there is any serious problem.

I stood and looked at my father who was lying face down on the ground and still sound asleep, thinking how big his heart is, but fortunately my home town is a certain distance away, no one will see my father lying here , I don't feel ashamed if I don't meet acquaintances.

"......"

I touched my dad's pocket, found out the phone bug, and thought about calling Uncle Gamel, the phone bug rang, and I subconsciously answered politely; ?”

There came the mother's voice.

"Hey, why is Xiaomo answering the phone? Where's Dad?"

"Oh, he fell asleep while riding his bicycle, then crashed into a tree, and now he's lying on the ground and hasn't woken up."

"Pfft, Xiaomo, are you okay?"

"What do you think!" I complained to my mother with a particularly sad and angry expression, "Has he always had this virtue before?"

"In the past...he used to be very careful about safety. Although he would fall asleep standing up at every turn, or fall asleep anytime and anywhere. This is the first time I have encountered falling asleep while riding a bicycle. It's okay. Your dad didn't have a good rest yesterday. It will be like this, plus he is riding a bicycle very slowly, and it will not be serious if he hits a tree."

"So what were you doing last night?"

"I'm reminiscing about the old days with your dad."

"Liar, the room keeps making strange noises."

"Believe me, baby, remember to tell Dad when you get home, I still need some seasoning." After finishing speaking, my mother hung up the phone.

"......"

I was holding the phone bug, and my heart was so desolate. At this time, a burly old man wearing flip flops and casual clothes appeared on the side of the road, scratching his head while walking and looking around, and saw me walking towards me.

I squatted on the ground pulling weeds and looked at him. He squatted down like me, took out a photo and asked me, "Little sister, do you know where this person lives?"

"......"

I pointed in one direction without guilt.

The author has something to say: sorry! ! ! ! !It took so long to update, I was wrong, I was wrong