Chapter 26 dad?

As the first grandchild of my grandmother's family, the care and attention I received is self-evident.Several aunts and uncles regard me as a treasure.Especially the little uncle, who had just started working and had not yet married, spent almost all his wages and time on my "niece".At that time, he could be regarded as a rather "foreign style" youth, with world famous books on the bookshelf, and two exquisite stainless steel band conductors.One day every month, he put on beautiful little leather shoes for me, took me to a haircut, and then went to the famous western restaurant "Red House" in Shanghai to eat "borscht+steak".There, he taught me how to use a knife and fork, and gave me "lady" training on how to behave at the table: keep your back straight, drink soup without making a sound, and handle the knife and fork with care. Wait, there are many rules.His famous saying is: "Girls must see the world, otherwise it will be easy to learn from the colorful world in the future."

After the meal, he took my little hand and went for a walk along the Huangpu River, taking some photos of me with an old-fashioned camera.He said: "This is the task your father entrusted to me. Let me send him your photo every month, so that he can know that our Lanlan has grown taller again." dad?What a strange and mysterious name. From birth to that time, I have not seen his face, so this name seems very abstract.However, I was looking forward to him inexplicably.Since he has gone to such a distant place, he must have told me many stories. One morning, my grandparents went out on business and left me alone at home, telling me not to open the door when anyone came.Not long after they left, there was a knock on the door.I looked out through the crack of the door and saw that it was a tall and thin man, whom I had never seen before.Thinking of the story of Grandma Wolf, I became frightened, and I tiptoed to move a stool against the back of the door, and sat on it by myself, not daring to breathe.The man knocked on the door but couldn't hear an answer, so he simply sat on the threshold.How long I sat back to back with him across a wooden door, only he knows.For me, that's literally a hundred years.

Finally, I heard the familiar footsteps of grandpa and grandma, and then their cries of surprise.The man actually called them "Dad, Mom" ​​affectionately.Grandma asked loudly, "Why didn't you come in? Lanlan is at home." Then I opened the door latch and threw myself into grandma's arms.Grandma picked me up, pointed to the strange man and said, "Lanlan, don't you always miss daddy? This is your daddy. Call him daddy." I burst into tears, never acknowledging that the man who terrified me could be my dad. What magic this man used to get my bad impression of him out of my mind in no time, I can't remember.I just remember that in the afternoon, I rode on his shoulders for a "demonstration" on Houjia Road, shouting at the top of my voice, "Lan Lan is Dad's girl, Lan Lan is Dad's girl."

Dad told me that his term abroad has ended, and my mother has returned to Beijing from the cadre school, and our family of three can finally be reunited. Houjialu; the first stop of my life in my memory, was left behind by the spinning train wheels.The small handkerchief with my name and address embroidered on it that I once proudly owned was lost somewhere.After I left, my little uncle once said to my mother: "I realized that she belonged to you after Lan Lan left." As for me, I didn't realize how much nourishment Houjialu had given me until I grew up, and how it made me different from other children.That crowded alley, those sincere and friendly faces will be the eternal coordinates in my heart.