Chapter 9 Chapter 3 Intermission

I remember, someone would hold me and play "high, high". I can't remember how old I was, it must have been very young.At most three years old—no, three years old is already serious, so it should be before two years old. Everyone knows what "high, high" is, right?That is mostly the work of male relatives because of the need for arm strength. Amuse the child by lifting the child close to the ceiling and sometimes actually letting go of the hand.Little ones will be amused and yelling for fear and fun.His eyes were wide open, his hands and feet were retracted, he went up and down all of a sudden, and was thrown out after catching it.Although there is no academic basis, I think the dream of falling from a very high place—the dream with incredible realism must be related to this game.

I remembered this when my mother and I were preparing to move.At that time, I was looking for something to take away in the cabinet on the balcony. When I looked up suddenly, I saw a young father in the courtyard of the apartment, holding his baby who was less than one year old up high to make him laugh. "Come on! So high, so high!" The baby's happy laughter reached my ears.I stood there staring at them, and the baby's laughter awakened the sleeping memory in the back of my mind.Vibrant images sweep through the mind like a storm of dazzling colours. Yes, that did happen.I approached the ceiling for a while, and moved away for a while. There was an adult voice in my ear, throwing me out, and catching me again.Those are the strong arms of an adult, a pair of reliable arms that will never miss me, and will definitely catch me.

I was fascinated by it, and soon a woman who looked like the mother of the baby ran over and said, "It's been a long time." The young couple put the baby in the stroller and walked out of the atrium side by side, probably to go shopping. (Come on! So high, so high!) Go higher!again!OK again?dad.Even though they were too scared to cry, every little child begged like this.Although I was scared in my heart, I thought it was very fun, because my father would never let me fall.So, dad, let's play again, okay? dad. However, my father never played "so high, so high" with me. This is what he said himself.

"Yanan." Suddenly someone called me from behind.I turned around in shock, and it turned out to be my mother. "What's the matter? I froze there." Mom wanted to lift the suitcase full of clothes, but she couldn't help frowning and said, "Wow, it's so heavy." "Mom," I asked hastily, "When did Dad come to the hospital in a flash?" Surprised this time. "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?" "I just thought of it suddenly. Dad has been hospitalized before because of flashing to the waist?" Mom took a towel to wipe her hands and neck, and nodded.

"Yes. But you were a baby then." "How old am I?" "About a year old." Is that right... Sure enough, I remember correctly. Dad has had low back pain since he was young. It seems that he accidentally injured his back when he was a student, and it has not been cured. Get thorough treatment as early as possible. Of course, I don't know what happened at that time, I just listened to what the adults said.Besides, Dad can't see the problem of low back pain at all now.Later, he made up his mind to have an operation, and the root cause of the disease was completely cured. Now he can carry heavy things without any problem, so he can play golf.

However, I heard that back pain was no joke at that time.When Dad was thirty-two years old, he even had a serious flashback and was sent to the hospital. At that time, I was one year old... It is said that Dad spent a total of more than half a year in hospital, surgery and rehabilitation.Even if it is cured, it still needs to be carefully maintained within one or two years, and strenuous exercise should not be done, and heavy lifting should also be avoided.According to doctors, office workers who sit almost all day are the "reserve army of low back pain patients"; that is to say, the "sitting posture" is basically a burden on the waist, so it is necessary to avoid causing a greater burden.It is not someone else but Dad himself who said that Dad’s back pain was “like Miss Qianjin, never holding anything heavier than chopsticks”.

So, who was the one who played "so high, so high" with me at that time? Not dad.Before the operation, my father's physical condition couldn't do that; after the operation, even if he could, he wouldn't do it. So who is it? Is it grandpa?uncle?Neighbor?Or dad's friend?Yes, there are indeed various possibilities, but... "Yanan, what's wrong with you? It's very strange." When I came back to my senses, Mom was looking at me.She was sweating all over, with a towel hanging around her waist. Although this outfit was not very good-looking, her face was full of brilliance.

"We haven't forgotten anything, have we?" I said. "It feels like I'm going on a trip." "That's right, because the furniture hasn't moved..." Although it is moving, it is not necessary to move far away at once.There are many future things that must be considered, and many things that must be dealt with afterward.So my mother and I decided to take only our belongings and live in a short-term rental building in central Tokyo for a while. The legal formalities for the bequest of 500 million yuan were successfully completed.Lawyer Qianchuan advised us to rent a villa this summer—we have plenty of money anyway, but my mother disagreed.

"Leaving Tokyo now would make me uneasy. Besides, the matter between me and my husband is still unresolved..." So, the lawyer introduced us to a short-term rental building that sells hotel-level equipment.The boss there is said to be a classmate of lawyer Maekawa, so he gave us special treatment and did not charge a deposit. "I think he will sell more expensive items to you in the future, so he should give you a lot of discounts this time." The lawyer said with a smile. The building is located in the center of the city, but it is very quiet at night, which surprised me.I feel that living here may give my mind some peace of mind.

All of the 500 million yuan was in the bank introduced by the lawyer.Mom said that there is no plan to use that money now, because it is a sum of money that may affect us for the rest of our lives.I also agree with Mom's opinion. "What about Dad's things?" Mom paused before answering: "Put it here, he will come and get it himself." If the parents really want to divorce in the future, this will be considered as one of the joint property of the husband and wife.How to deal with it will be decided at that time. These days, even the media has slowly quieted down, and the neighbors are also "keeping their distance".The rest are attacks from nowhere—threat calls and harassing phone calls from stalkers, various banks and securities companies that want us to deposit and invest, people who sell dubious real estate, people who come to preach new religions, etc. .

These people also kept ringing the doorbell in the middle of the night and filling our mailbox with documents.But the most heinous thing is the phone attack.Whether it was midnight or early morning, the most ruthless thing was to make a silent phone call every ten minutes throughout the night.Even if the phone number has been changed and changed again and again, they can still find out and follow closely.This dedication really taught me to take off my hat. If we let them know that we have moved, they will definitely come after us, so we have not stopped the phone here.We unplugged the phone line because we were afraid that the phone would keep ringing and disturb the neighbors. You can fight if you like!No one will pick you up until you die! "Do you want to take this too?" I pointed to the rouge flowers on the balcony.It has grown very large, with yellow flowers blooming. It was probably at the end of autumn last year. Mom didn't know where to get the seeds, so she tried to plant them at home.Before that, my mother had no interest in growing things at all, and at most there were only wind chimes hanging on the balcony, so I thought it was very strange. "I heard that yellow flowers will bloom. I have only seen white or pink carmine flowers, but the yellow ones are very special, so I will come back soon." As a result, when it bloomed at the beginning of this year, I realized that I had planted two varieties of whole yellow and yellow petals and white stamens.When Shimazaki came to my house to play, he even praised "it's beautiful". Rouge is a plant with strong vitality, it will grow more and more, and now it is almost full from the flowerpot. "It's very pitiful to leave it here, and it will die if it is not watered." "Then I'll tie a rope so it's easier to carry." "Be careful. It would be a pity to break it." Mom said, wiping my head with a towel. "Look at you sweating profusely. By the way, are you hungry? Cook something to eat before going out." "Yeah, the fridge has to be emptied, too." "Thanks for reminding me, mom forgot." Mom cooked the noodles and fried a big omelet with the remaining six eggs. "There's an old movie called." Mom said while holding the egg roll with chopsticks. "In the movie, there's a scene where a newlywed couple cracks ten eggs—or more? It's just a lot of eggs anyway, and they make a big, big omelet. It's a sad movie, only that part Funny. It just popped into my head when I saw this." "Is there a videotape?" "Yes, it's a good movie, and you should watch it too." "Hmm." I nodded and quietly swallowed a question. Mom, that movie... Who did you go to see?