Chapter 34 fourth quarter

What Chen Jie said, Ouyang Tong told her about this, I guess he should have told Dandan too.Ouyang Tong is not a person who likes to show off. If I had done such a crazy thing, I would have started broadcasting on the small speaker radio station and told the whole world.What's more, as his own younger brother, I didn't know about it for so many years. The story can start with a phone call.I like to express it this way, just a set of conversations, I can understand the relationship between Ouyang Tong and his father, I can understand how this story started, and I can even know how Ouyang Tong was raised by his father.Of course, hard to escape, this is also my dad.

This call was made to Ouyang Tong's dormitory during the May Day holiday in 2001. He was a sophomore in that year, and he didn't go anywhere during the school holiday, and there were not many people staying in school.When the bell rang, he might be out of breath after playing basketball, or he might be frowning when he came back from the study room, but I guess he is most likely downloading Muteng Lan from his classmate's computer.I guess he can do this well, at least I liked this kind of film when I was eighteen.He is my twin brother, according to Chen Jie's "counterpoint", he is another me.

Never mind, anyway, he answered the phone as soon as it rang.Over there, I asked Ouyang Tong if he was in the dormitory.Northeast accent, no need to think it is his father.They don't talk much, not even once in half a year, and he doesn't want to talk to his dad either.Ouyang Tong said politely, Ouyang Tong is not here, who are you, let him call you when you come back.Then, without waiting for the other party to report himself, he hung up the phone and continued with Mu Teng Lan. He didn't need to connect with his father, just as he didn't need his help.In fact, his father can't help him much, even the tuition and living expenses are earned by Ouyang Tong himself as a tutor.He has been a tutor since high school, and he lives alone in Kunming. His father has gone somewhere, and he often doesn't see anyone for a year or so.He posted small advertisements for tutoring in every middle school.Every time he has work, he takes the bus to Yunnan University first, and then asks the parents of the students to come here to pick him up.Tutoring these students is more than enough, tutoring is charged by the hour.He made up a lot of college "life" to pass the time. Parents like it when he talks about it with their children. They think it will stimulate their determination to study hard.Ouyang Tong is also willing to say this, making up stories is much easier than explaining sin and cos.The more he edited, the more colorful he was. Later, he himself became a little impatient, and took the college entrance examination after finishing his sophomore year.

University is also not interesting, except for the first half of the year, which is a bit of a novelty, but that freshness is not given to him by the university. It may be Shanghai, the most fashionable city in China.Every time he goes out, he will encounter some gadgets that he has never seen before, and the more he sees, the more boring he will be.Maybe life is like this. When I was in high school, I wanted to go to college. After I went to college, I hoped to graduate. After graduation, I wanted to have a job. Now I have a job?wait to die. That's what his dad meant when he called.The second time he answered the phone, his father knew it was him, so he didn't ask Ouyang Tong for those nonsense.His father let out a long sigh—it was a bit contrived—and said, "I'm going to die, I'm afraid I won't survive your return."

He wasn't surprised, people who took drugs chattered like this, self-love and self-pity to win sympathy, it was more ridiculous than drunk.He intends to chat with him, after all, this is his own father.He asked him to wait a moment, turned off the groaning computer, and picked up the microphone: "You always said you were going to die, didn't you live till now?" "But I can't live in the future, I know I can't do it anymore." "Then what do you want me to do?" He has a request, but it's hard to say at first, he wants to talk about something else first, he can't remember when was the last time he called him. "How did you spend the Spring Festival?"

"Not much, one day in a year." "I drank alone that day, and I didn't get drunk no matter how much I drank, and then I missed you." "I thought you only touch drugs, when did you touch alcohol again?" "I don't just miss you, I miss your brother. It's been so many years." He interrupted him: "who did you have another child with?" "Ouyang Nan, he is your own brother." "I know, your son is my own brother." "It's your twin brother." The words are wrong, today the chatter is all ghosts, he is a little bored, he opens the window to take a breath, and asks: "Have you been drinking?"

"No, I can't drink now. The doctor said, maybe next time I get drunk, it will be over." "Okay, then you are sober, do I really have a younger brother? Am I a twin?" "Yes, Ouyang Nan." "Then where is he now? Dead or alive?" "Alive, stay with your mother in my hometown, Harbin." "I still have a mother?" "Everyone has a mother." "I know! Didn't you say that she gave birth to me and died?" "It seems that the day you were born was difficult." "But not dead?" "No, I gave birth to two together, so if I didn't die, I would lose half my life."

"Just be obscene. You think I'm not filial to you. If you imagine a son, you wait for him to be filial to you. It's good." "You have a mother and a brother." "Even if there is, what can I do? What can I do? Can I still go to her?" "Yes, that's what I mean. You go to her after I die." "I'm fine now, and I can support myself. No matter if you die or pretend to die, I'm still the same as now. There's no need to meet a strange woman and send her under the fence." "She is not a stranger, she is your own mother!"

"So what? You are still my own father." "She misses you. She has been sending us money for fifteen years, every month." "Okay, you can tell the truth and the lies today." "Let me explain it this way. In the past ten years, I haven't spent much money on you, but we still haven't cut off food and housing. I haven't let you go hungry, and I have spent a lot of money myself. Where did it come from?" money? Have you ever seen me work?" Ouyang Tong paused for a while, he needed some time to judge, he scratched his head and asked, "Have you written it all down?"

"Remember what?" "How much is it in total? If you die, I will pay it back for you." "Don't do that." "Then what do you want me to do? Ah? I'm even more ashamed to see her when you say that." There was no speaking over there, Ouyang Tong could hear him crying in a low voice.He's a little bored, tired of everything he's heard today.But he can't hang up now, and he doesn't have the heart to do anything after hanging up.He rested the microphone on his neck and tapped his fingers on the table.At that time all ten of his fingers were there.

"You've been with me so long that you don't understand," his dad said. "Not every parent in the world is like me. I was ruined by drugs. Most parents love their children and can even Give your life for your children." "You talk so much, are you really going to die?" "Well, the doctor said that if I pay attention, I can survive tonight, at most it will not exceed tomorrow." "Where's the doctor? Make the time as punctual as catching a train?" "What he said is true. I suspended my death last night." "What's fake death like?" "I stopped my heartbeat and saw a lot of people and things I didn't see. Later, I came back to life, and I still have something to tell you to do." "Go ahead." "You promise me first that you will help me." "Don't be like a child, just say it." "Let me go back to Harbin with my whole body." He wants to let his dad know, this request is ridiculous.He sneered into the microphone: "That bigfoot doctor said you still have a few days to live? Hurry up and go back to Harbin to die." "I can't go, they're watching me." "You owe them money?" "No, we all pay first before getting the goods." "Don't tell me your crap!" "Well, they stare at me every day, and I have to die under their noses." "Are you playing communism? Life and death are inseparable? Then what should I do? When you die, I will carry it all the way to Harbin for you?" "You don't need to memorize it, just steal a car and drive there." "You steal one! You fucking steal one!" He was going crazy, wanted to drop the phone, then picked up a chair and smashed the phone.He really wanted to do this, and the moment he decided to do it, his father said: "It's not difficult, there are still things you can't do." "what?" "You'll have to pay for my body." He thought it was even more funny, are you Tang monk meat, or do you have relics?But everything I talked about today is so absurd.Let the absurdity be more violent!Anyway, there is plenty of time, slowly digest it.He asked three questions in one breath—why?How much to buy?Who to buy from? His father only answered one question, and his father said: "The doctor estimated my blood concentration and said that my corpse is worth 1.2 million yuan." He stomped his feet angrily, clutching the phone and walking back and forth in the dormitory. "Which doctor? The big-footed liar catching the train?" The phone disconnected with a short beep.He checked the wiring and it was fine.Yeah, he hasn't smashed the phone yet.why?He put the phone away, sat back in front of the computer, did nothing, subconsciously waited for the phone to ring again. It didn't ring at night, he didn't even want to eat, and stared blankly at Xunlei's download bar.The cafeteria will be closed in a while, and I can't get enough to eat outside.He put on his coat and went downstairs in cotton slippers.He figured it out when he was punching his credit card for meals. It turned out that the disconnection was because his father died, and he died suddenly in Yunnan.