"Why is it so exaggerated to have a fight?" Yan Hang took a bite of the pizza.

To be honest, they have been to a lot of places, but they have seen old ladies with open arms and cigarette bags in hot weather, and they have also seen those who tug at their hair and trousers during fights, but it is true that they have to be shirtless when arguing. never seen it.

"I don't know, if she's shirtless, I'll go over and join in the fun..." Dad didn't finish his words, and glanced at the first day of the first year.

Dad is an old fox. No small emotional reaction from his childhood can escape his eyes. He immediately knew that he might know this old lady on the first day of the new year.

And now, on the first day of the first year, he took a hard bite of a piece of pizza and chewed it in his mouth, which is obviously not just as simple as knowing.

Yan Hang immediately remembered the old lady with long and short earthworm eyebrows with a pale face.

...this is very embarrassing.

He looked at his father, and was about to divert the topic when he finally swallowed the pizza and said softly, "That's me, grandma."

Yan Hang couldn't take it anymore, he looked at his father.

"Your grandma?" Dad had to bite the bullet and face the difficulty, "Then your grandma... has a very hot personality, a girl's high school... a hero."

The first time saw dad, he suddenly smiled.

"Haha." Dad also laughed awkwardly.

"No, it's all right," the first day of the first year took a bite of pizza, "I know her."

"Oh." Dad responded.

"Is she always like this?" Yan Hang simply stopped going around in circles and asked directly.

At first he nodded.

Yan Hang didn't say a word, and seemed to understand a little bit about the character of the first year of junior high school and why he was being bullied. Grandma's shirtless behavior must be a very important reason.

"Does she have a mental problem?" Yan Hang asked after thinking for a while.

"No," shook his head on the first day of the first year, "she is just a woman in the middle, Jie."

Dad couldn't help laughing.

The first day also smiled.

"There are some things, you have to think about it when you grow up." Dad said.

First look up at him.

"For example, you are yourself first." Dad said.

He didn't speak on the first day of the first day, and took another bite of pizza.

After eating in silence for a while, Dad finally found a suitable topic: "I watch the news, there is a music festival in two days, so I can join in the fun."

"Where?" Yan Hang asked.

"What square." Dad said.

"What is what?" Yan Hang asked while eating.

"...I don't remember." Dad replied.

"I know, I know." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang turned to look at him.

After waiting for a long time on the first day of the first lunar month, he didn't speak again. He dipped his eyelids and ate a piece of pizza seriously before he glanced at him, and then froze: "Huh?"

"Ah shit?" Yan Hang was a little speechless, "What about the following?"

"What, what?" The first day still looked at him.

"He just told you he knew what square it was," Dad was so happy that he couldn't stop. "What do you want, what do you want."

"Then what? What square? Where? How to get there?" Yan Hang asked in a series of questions, "Are you taking me there?"

"Okay." Chu nodded.

Yan Hang didn't say a word, and it took him a long time to give him a thumbs up.

"Children are very interesting." Dad said with a smile.

After eating, Yan Hang leaned back on the chair and pulled a tissue and slowly wiped his fingers.

On the first day of the first day, he looked around the table, stood up, and gathered the plates and bowls on the table at lightning speed.

Yan Hang and his father didn't have the habit of cleaning up immediately after eating.

They had never seen the speed of the new era on the first day of the first year, and they had no time to stop it. On the first day of the first year, they had already entered the kitchen with a set of plates and bowls in their hands.

"The first day of the new year!" Yan Hang got up and followed the kitchen, "Just put it there."

"It's easy." After a simple answer on the first day of the first year, he turned on the faucet of the sink and started washing dishes neatly.

Yan Hang walked over and leaned against the wall to look at him: "Relax, this is my house, not yours."

On the first day of the first day, I quickly washed the dishes, and after a while, I said softly, "I'm used to it."

Yan Hang patted him on the shoulder and turned to go out.

"Don't be ashamed," Dad looked at him, "Just let the guests wash the dishes? If you don't do it, even if you don't do it, don't even watch it?"

"I'm afraid he'll throw the bowl when he's nervous." Yan Hang said.

"It's a very interesting child, let the family grow like this," Dad sighed, "If this is my son..."

Dad glanced at him and clicked his tongue: "It doesn't seem to be well raised?"

"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "so don't keep praising yourself."

"Is he here in the afternoon?" Dad asked.

"I shouldn't be able to stay. Every time I get there, I have to run home," Yan Hang whispered. "I bought oil today and didn't send it back. I didn't even go home to eat.

"Hey," Dad sighed, the phone in his pocket rang, he took it out and looked, "I'll go out."

"Yeah." Yan Hang responded.

When he came out after washing the dishes on the first day of the new year, Yan Hang was sitting on the windowsill looking at the street outside.

"It's done." He walked over to Yan Hang and said.

"It's been hard work," Yan Hang said, "you didn't go home for dinner, are you alright?"

There was no sound at first.

Yan Hang turned his head to look at him, and found that he was also looking out.

"Sit down?" Yan Hang stepped aside and made room for him to come out.

On the first day, jumped and sat up.

The two of them sat facing the street for a while, then turned their faces to look at him on the first day of the first year: "A few, a few, a few..."

"Quack quack." Yan Hang said.

On the first day, he froze and laughed.

"Gah?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"Ji, Dao," said the first day with a smile, "your name is..."

"I'm not fucking called Yan Jidao," Yan Hang said, "don't listen to my dad's nonsense, he doesn't say a serious word all day long."

"Oh," the first day of the first year still smiled, "Uncle is very good and fun."

"It's alright." Yan Hang said.

"My dad doesn't, he doesn't talk much," said the first day.

"Then where did you inherit your poor geek?" Yan Hang asked.

"Maybe, hold back." The first day of the first year was very serious.

Yan Hang smiled: "You're quite funny, it's supposed to..."

"No, no one told me to talk." Chu Yi said.

"Oh." Yan Hang responded, touched a cigarette and took it out.

I touched the lighter in pocket and didn't touch it for a long time. was about to look back to see if threw it on the coffee table. On the first day of the first day of the first year of the first year, had already shrunk and turned around, jumped off the windowsill after a series of movements, took the lighter on the coffee table and handed it he.

"Fuck," Yan Hang couldn't help it, "Are you a long-term worker at home?"

"My mother is very, very busy. When I get home, I'm tired. I'm tired." On the first day of the new year, she didn't jump on the window sill again, and lay on her stomach with her arms on the window sill.

Yan Hang lit a cigarette.

"That's..." On the first day of the first year, he pointed to the street, "Your shoes, shoes?"

"Huh?" Yan Hang looked over and saw the pair of running shoes he had put next to the trash can, "Yes."

"No, do you want it?" The first day looked at him and seemed a little surprised.

"It's dirty," Yan Hang said, "and it's old, it's been worn for a year."

"NB, but, it's a pity." The tone of the first day was full of distress.

Yan Hang glanced at the door. He was still wearing the old pair of street shoes on the first day of the first day, but... He made a visual inspection and found that he should not be able to wear his own shoes.

"Otherwise," Yan Hang took out his mobile phone, "On the first day of the first year, you..."

Those little girls liked the first day of the first year very much. They made the first day of the first year appear a few times. It is estimated that a pair of shoes would come out.

On the first day of the first day, not only did the shoes make people speechless, but the clothes on his body were always school uniforms, and some parts were washed transparent.

"No, no," Chu Yi quickly understood what he meant, and reached out to stop him, "No."

Yan Hang looked at him.

"I have shoes, new ones." Chu Yi said.

"Then you wear this pair every day?" Yan Hang said.

"It's not bad," Chu Yi smiled and added immediately, "Tomorrow, it will be replaced."

Yan Hang didn't insist any longer, but he didn't quite understand: "Do your parents have jobs?"

"Yes," Chu nodded, "but my mother's water station, the water station in the class, closed down, and my dad gave it to people to drive and drive."

"Then it shouldn't be..." Yan Hang didn't understand anymore, "It costs thousands of dollars a month to drive, right?"

"Well," Chu Yi held his chin, "I think too, but it doesn't work."

Yan Hang was about to speak when his cell phone rang.

He straightened up suddenly as if frightened. After a while, he took out the phone from his pocket, and after a long time, the phone reluctantly connected the call.

"Hello?" he whispered.

Yan Hang saw that it was Dad that was written on the caller ID.

"I'm here, my classmate's house," it seemed that it was relatively easy to talk to his father on the first day of the first year, "eat, eat... oil, buy, I'll be back right away."

After hanging up the phone, didn't have time to explain to him on the first day of the first year, so turned around and ran to the door.

"Tell you to go home?" Yan Hang jumped off the windowsill.

"Well," on the first day of the first day, he smiled apologetically at him, "my mother was born, I'm angry."

"...I'll accompany you back," Yan Hang felt a little embarrassed, after all, he asked Chu Yi to come home to drink oil, "Let me explain to your mother?"

"No, it's all right," put on his shoes and picked up the oil, "Don't worry."

Yan Hang said something behind him, he didn't hear anything, and hurried away with an oil drum. After making sure that Yan Hang couldn't see him, he ran.

Dad is back. It's okay to go back now. Dad will speak for him.

My mother probably won't say anything. In general, except for asking him to do things, my mother thinks that he does not exist, and it is the grandmother that makes him the most uneasy.

When he turned the corner and ran towards his own building, someone came out on a bicycle, and when he passed him, the person in the car suddenly kicked him.

On the first day of the new year, was unprepared, and with the oil in hand, stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Yo, the stake is so unstable?" said the person in the car.

I was a little surprised when I heard this voice on the first day of the first day of the first year. I turned my head and glanced at it, and determined that this was Liang Bing who would go around when I saw it since I was a child.

In this film, no one wants to have any conflict with Liang Bing except his grandmother. On the first day of the first year, he always thought that he should be considered glaucoma before he went to prison when he was in his twenties.

However, Liang Bing hadn't come back for two or three years. He always thought that Liang Bing would not appear again, but he didn't expect to bump into it again without any preparation.

"Long time no see." Liang Bing looked at him with a smile.

Talking on the first day of the first day, after getting up, patted pants, and continued to run forward with the oil in hand.

"I'll play with you in two days!" Liang Bing shouted from behind while laughing.

When he took the key on the first day of junior high, he realized that a large piece of skin had been rubbed against the ground with the palm of his left hand. He raised his hand nervously and looked at his sleeve again. There was a hole in his elbow.

He raised his hand, put it down for a long time, and gently opened the door.

The room was dark, and the living room had no windows, so the light was poor. Even in the daytime, as long as the lights were not turned on, you could not see clearly.

He entered the room, and before his eyes could adjust to the dimness of the room, he heard his grandmother's voice.

"You fucking come back!"

On the first day of the first year of junior high school, he raised his arm reflexively, but he still couldn't block a plastic cup filled with water that grandma smashed over.

Fortunately, it's not the stainless steel of my grandfather.

"It's normal to go to a classmate's house for a meal," Dad came out of the kitchen, stopped him and his grandmother, and took the oil bucket in his hand, "Remember to tell the family if you don't come back for dinner next time. One sound."

"Yeah." Chu Yi responded.

"Wait for him to buy oil! He poured it out and ate it!" Grandma came over, pushed Dad away, and slapped him on the back.

"You can do it!" Mom shouted, "I'm addicted to hitting people!"

"What's the matter! You still care about your mother!" Grandma turned around and pointed at her mother, "You won't teach me to teach you, and you're shaking me!"

Mom smashed the cup in her hand on the table and entered the house.

"Come." Dad pulled the first day of the first year, trying to pull him into the house, but just opened the door a crack, my mother pushed it from inside, and closed the door again, without waiting for Dad to screw it again, she was inside Lock the lock back.

Dad hesitated for a while, and had to turn around and push the first day into the kitchen, closing the door.

Grandma didn't break in, but stood outside the kitchen and started scolding.

"So are you. Why did you suddenly go to a classmate's house for dinner without saying a word." Dad whispered.

He didn't say a word on the first day of the new year. He didn't want to mention his grandmother arguing with people on the street.

"I bought you some clothes, for a while..." Dad took a look at the kitchen door, and the momentum when grandma's voice came in made it seem like the door didn't exist, "I'll give it to you after your grandma's scolding."

"Yeah." Chu Yi responded.

Dad has a good temper, or... don't know how to sum up dad's character in the first year of junior high. Anyway, since childhood, he never saw his dad get angry, and he always tried in vain to persuade and discourage people. But always helpless.

My grandmother scolded for about half an hour, and stood there in the kitchen with my dad on the first day of junior high.

It wasn't until grandma got tired of scolding and grandpa started to pick on the TV series, then dad patted him on the shoulder: "I'll go get you clothes and show you."

At first he nodded.

Dad went out and didn't move for a long time, so he probably couldn't get into the house.

On the first day of the first day, he turned and looked out the window, and after waiting for a while, Dad returned to the kitchen with a plastic bag in his hand: "Come on, try."

On the first day of junior high, took out the clothes from the bag. It was a set of sweatshirts. It was light gray and looked pretty good.

When he shook off the clothes, he knew that the clothes were too small, but he silently took off his school uniform jacket and put the clothes on his body.

"It seems... small?" Dad said embarrassedly.

"It can be worn." On the first day of the first year, he tugged his sleeves.

The sleeves are short and the clothes are a bit short, but if you don't zip it, you can wear it.

The trousers are also short, and the legs cannot be bent, otherwise the trousers will be drawn up.

"My son's legs are too long." Dad said.

Smile at first.

Dad is the only person in the family who doesn't scold him and beat him, but smiles at him, but Dad doesn't remember his birthday or what grade he was in. When people asked him, he told others about him for three consecutive years. Son is in sixth grade.

So Dad would buy clothes small, he was not surprised at all.

"Would you like to put your trousers here?" Dad said.

"No," said the first day, "you can wear it, thank you, thank you dad."

"Then... wear it? Or change it first?" Dad asked.

"Dress." Chu Yi said, he didn't want to change clothes in the kitchen again.

Grandma sneered as she walked out of the kitchen.

On the first day of the first day, he walked to the house of his grandmother and grandfather. There was no one there at the moment. He wanted to go in and stay for a while, but his mother called out from the house, "Water!"

He went back and poured a glass of water and took it into the house.

"Are you going to your classmate's house for dinner today?" Mom asked.

"Hmm." Chu nodded slightly.

"Which of your classmates who took the wrong medicine would ask you to go to dinner?" Mom asked again.

The first time did not answer.

"Be careful when someone puts a trap on you. Maybe they put some medicine for you, and you can pull it away in a while." Mom said with a frown.

On the first day of the first day, he turned around and walked out, and entered the next room.

Sitting on the cot for a while, he bent down and took out a shoebox from under the bed.

Inside is a pair of new sneakers, which his mother bought for him during the Chinese New Year. He has never worn them because they haven't been broken.

- Did you get scolded?

Yan Hang sent a message to the first day, and then lay down on the sofa.

I'll have to go out tomorrow and look around to see if there are any suitable jobs.

He didn't care that the job at the coffee shop was gone, but he had to go out to find a job. First, he didn't have much money, and second, he was bored.

Dad didn't get him money recently, probably because he didn't.

However, what Yan Hang is more concerned about is the state of Dad today when he looks at his mobile phone and goes out, which is not the same as usual.

But what was different, he couldn't think of it. Of course, this kind of old fox wouldn't make people understand at a glance, but after all, they had lived like this for so many years, and if something was wrong, Yan Hang could still feel it.

The kind of unease that had been suppressed in my heart for a long time and didn't come up came up again.

-no

I texted him back on the first day.

Yan Hang looked at the news and couldn't find a place to talk if he wanted to talk a few more words.

- Do you always run at night?

The first day sent another message.

Yan Hang looked at the news that he replied, and he was also in a state of chatting with Tian'er to death.

Fortunately, the first day of the first year is a magical person with the ability to bring back the dead.

- i also often run at night

- see, you can run quite well

- are you running today? I'll take you to run, I know where to run

- okay , what time and where

- let me call you

Yan Hang waited for a while, he was not talking on the first day of the first day, he put down the phone.

Just as adjusted posture and wanted to squint for a while, the phone rang again.

- do you still have those shoes?

-. . . . I gonna go see

Yan Hang got up helplessly. His first pair of shoes made him have the urge to pick them up, wash them, and continue wearing them.

- still

- Can get it back?

Yan Hang stared at the words for a long time, finally gritted his teeth, opened the door and walked out.

There are a lot of people coming and going on the street, so he can only make a quick decision. The longer he spends grinding beside the trash can, the more noticeable he will be.

However, he took a big step and walked over, picked up his shoes, and walked away. It didn't look very good, and several people still looked at it.

Look at the fart! These fucking shoes are my own!

Yan Hang went back to the house and threw the shoes on the ground, and gave a voice to the first day of the first year: "I picked it up."

- do you really want it?

"No, just say what you want to do," Yan Hang said. "It's not easy for me to go out and pick it up."

- if you don't want it, give it to me

Yan Hang wanted to say that you might be too big to wear, but in the end he didn't say it, adding a pair of insoles would be better than his current pair.

- ok , you can get it tonight

-Okay thank you

Looking at the serious reply on the first day of the first day, Yan Hang fell back on the sofa: "Ah..."