Chen Xin'e was very naughty when he was a child. The thing that left the deepest impression on him was that his father beat him with a bamboo stick. Since he could remember when he was 18 years old, the bamboo stick had always been used to beat him.
His mother is a female CEO, but she is much gentler than his father. She is also gentle when scolding people. When he was six years old, he heard that she managed hundreds of people.
His father is a professor at Beicheng University. His father has been in charge of his studies since he was a child.
After studying hard, Chen Xin brought back a 15-point math test paper in the second grade.
That night, his father looked at him with an especially vicious look.
I vaguely heard Grandpa Yuan defending himself, saying that being a late bloomer is not just a way out for studying, and that it's okay to be a little stupid, so he should train his grandson in this way.
Until he was thirteen years old, he was always at the bottom of the class.
Occasionally, if you bring back a passing test paper, you will be rewarded with a big meal.
Because the bottom line has been lowered so low, we have become accustomed to it.
One day during the summer vacation, Yuan Xiao and the cute monitor made an appointment to go to the amusement park, but his father suddenly said.
"I've already arranged a piano teacher for you. She'll be here this afternoon."
Chen Xinye was still eating, but when he heard this, he stood up excitedly.
"I want to go out and play with my classmates during the summer vacation. I don't want to learn these crap. Dad, I'm an adult now. You have to respect my ideas. I'm angry!!!"
Tu Yufan calmly picked up a piece of food with chopsticks, not caring about his mood at all.
"You are angry, I am even more angry than you. Which of your final exams have you passed? If you don't let me pass, I won't let you pass."
Resistance was futile, so Chen Xinbei deliberately ate half less than a bowl of rice in an attempt to starve himself to death.
After dinner, Lin Shu sent him to bed for a nap. He lay on the bed feeling aggrieved, thinking about not eating at night to protest against Tu Yufan's dictatorship.
I fell asleep while thinking about it.
He entered a dream
In his dream, he suddenly found that his name had changed to Chen Rui, and his mother was still his mother, wearing a worn-out cotton-padded jacket, with dry and yellow skin and haggard eyes. He looked around to find his father, but he didn't see him.
They lived in a small, shabby house in Xinge Village. There was only one small light bulb in the house, which was covered with oil stains and was dim and narrow.
There was a small bowl of mush on the stove, and it was hard to tell what was in it.
My uncle Chen Jiangshun was also there. He looked a little hunched over, totally different from the tall and straight man in my memory.
"Sister-in-law, Tianrui didn't cough. He's really obedient."
Lin Shu smiled slightly, but the deep sorrow still remained between her brows.
"This kid should stop bothering me. I'm worried sick of taking him to the hospital all day long."
"Look, he's quiet now, and he's quite cute."
Chen Jiangshun pinched his face, but Chen Xinyi pushed him away out of habit. When he was a child, every time he saw him, he would be pinched on the face, and he couldn't stop drooling afterwards.
"You have quite a bad temper." Chen Jiangshun sneered, packed up his things and went out.
The conditions here are so miserable. When Lin Shu stuffed the porridge into his mouth, he almost vomited it out, but his stomach was rumbling with hunger.
It was a feeling I had never had before.
In order not to go hungry, Chen Xinye could only eat the spicy porridge mouthful by mouthful.
"Mom, you eat too."
He looked at Lin Shu's tired face and couldn't help but urge her.
Lin Shu in the dream was too thin. Although Lin Shu in reality was also thin, it was a healthy thinness. The flesh on her face was still white and tender. But Lin Shu in the dream was almost skin and bones.
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