Chapter 33 Section Eleven

I have no intention of practicing the boxing skills taught by the second master, and I have been painting all summer. Q is still sitting very low, K is still standing on the stairs, nothing has changed. After autumn, it's winter.A colleague of his father when he was young called him: "The president is here and wants to see everyone." The president was a girl they admired together when they were young.Father got up quickly and washed himself up.My mother had heard about the president and insisted on following him to see it. After I left school, they still didn't come back.At seven o'clock in the evening, there was a knock on the door.Open the door, it's not the parents, but the second master.He had a dirty beard and a sallow complexion.I sighed secretly in my heart: the luster on his face disappeared.

He: "Are your parents there?" Me: "What's the matter?" He: "Your second uncle and I ate separately, and I can't survive. I want to borrow some money from your parents." I brushed off the snow on him, lead him to my room.Looking at the bed he used to sleep in, he said: "The living conditions over there are poor, and I haven't showered for several months. I can't sleep in this bed." It takes him an hour to drive from the suburbs, and his back and legs should be sore. pain.I didn't say a word, helped him to lie down, helped him take off his coat, and immediately smelled a stench.

I went to the kitchen and saw there was leftovers, so I cut some sausages and fried them together.He may not have eaten for a day, but he is very restrained in the face of two bowls of fried rice, and eats it bite by bite.After he finished eating, we were relatively speechless.To avoid embarrassment, I said, "Second Master, let me draw a picture for you." I arranged for him to sit on the sofa in the living room and pose, and told him, "Second Master, keep your eyes on the wardrobe. If you change, you will be able to maintain your posture." He looked straight at the big wardrobe, but he didn't move at all.

An hour later, I told him that the painting was finished, and he took a long breath.With a tired face, he stood up and walked towards my room.He has lived in this house and is used to going to sleep. I told him to wait, and took out a handful of ten-cent bills, about fifty yuan.This is the money to buy paint, I handed it to him, and said, "Second Master, you go." He was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and said, "I'm really ashamed to live with one of your children's money." He took out his handkerchief, put the wallet on, and put it in his arms. It was snowing a little outside, so I sent him to the station.There was only one conversation on the road, I: "Second Master, I'm sorry." He: "Why are you being polite to me?" He said: "It's okay." Then he laughed heartily.

The car drove away slowly, the snow was crushed and black.I feel that the whole car is looking back at me with strange eyes... Who is it that sent the old man out of the house on a snowy night? When I got home, I noticed that on the portrait of the second master, there were two wrinkles from the nose to the corner of the mouth, and the tails of the eyes and eyebrows drooped, showing a decayed appearance.I didn't notice it when I painted him. At that time, I was thinking, would my mother embarrass him when seeing the second master?After all, he hit grandpa... I can study art, and I am very grateful to my mother.After Q and I were admitted to the American school, K became an old memory in high school, and it naturally went away, and it didn't matter anymore.Solving problems with art is better than martial arts.

Mother and father came home at eleven o'clock, father drowsy, mother flushed and a little excited.I asked, "Have you met the president?" My mother told me that the president's eyes were alert, and he had the calmness of a person who has gone through a storm, and he knew at a glance that he was not an ordinary woman. In the youth of the president, he was very emotional and attempted suicide twice, but was rescued by his father and other young men.Her father used to persuade her with kind words, and she always said that her father was a good man.Her father's current decadence surprised her. She said: "The handsome boy back then, why did he become like this? You start exercising for me from today!" Her father's face was troubled, and everyone wanted to laugh.

The party was held at the home of a young man from the past. He was a delicate person back then. He bought prawns according to the number of guests, and planned to have one for each person. But five people came here temporarily, and there were not enough prawns. Everyone pushes the shrimp away from each other, and the father stood up and said, "Give me one." The mother felt that the father was ashamed, and the atmosphere of the party was relaxed. Later, some people got drunk.When the president left, he said that she was receiving a salary in a building materials company and that she usually didn't see anyone.

We agreed to meet every year from then on. The president insisted that no one would send her off, put on a baseball cap, and left by bus.Someone said with emotion: "She had a miscarriage, and she has no children in this life. It's a pity that such a good woman." Some people said: "She is not beautiful, she just had a good temperament." What's the use, at our age, men and women are the same." My mother said so fondly for the first time in front of me.After she finished talking about her party experience, I went to sleep.The portrait of the second master was put into the folder, and the used bowls and chopsticks were scrubbed clean, so that there was no trace of him coming.

The gathering with the president left the young men unsatisfied, and within a few days, they had another gathering by themselves.There were more drunk people this time, revealing the grievances and resentments of their youth, and finally broke up unhappy.After the father and mother came back, the father said: "I don't understand what happened back then. I didn't expect that after so many years, I still don't understand." Master has been to my house.The second master didn't go back to the suburbs that night, but went to his eldest son's house.He stayed at the eldest son's house for one night, and got three hundred yuan, and then bought a watermelon for nine yuan, and gave it to his grandfather.

He didn't ask to live in his grandpa's house for the elderly, but said, "Watermelon is expensive in winter, so you won't be willing to buy it. I'll buy it for you." Grandpa cut up the watermelon, and after the two brothers finished eating the watermelon, the second master went back to the suburbs. up. When my mother visited my grandfather, she knew the above situation, and she told me: "Grandpa and him are brothers, even if you don't forgive him in your heart, you won't let him in. But our family... I hope you know something."