Chapter 62 Dad's volume

On the night of the winter solstice, my family and I ate out.The temperature that day was only six degrees, and the coat my father was wearing was bought more than ten years ago .The old man has a special feeling for old clothes, but I can't see it, so I decided to be a Santa Claus, and take him to buy new clothes after dinner. When we came to the department store, my sister and I chose many coats, sweaters, coats and pants for him.He looked at the price and said, "No! No purchase!too expensive! "The price is expensive, it's because he doesn't want me to spend money.My sister and I kept persuading him: "Dad, you can wear it and have a look, this coat looks great!" My sister said. "Yeah, looks ten years younger!" I said.

The saleswoman also joined in the lobbying: "Now there is a 30% discount!" Finally, Dad was willing to try on the clothes. I thought he was wearing a medium size, but how did I know he was going to wear a small size.Isn't dad always tall and burly?When I was a child, I always felt this way.At that time, I loved to wear my father's clothes the most.Because his clothes are beautiful, they are all blue and gray.those clothes on me , although a little bigger, but very much like a refreshing big boy.I just love this look. The father in my heart is tall, big and horizontal.Tonight, when he walked into the fitting room with his clothes full of joy, I quietly watched his back, why did his "size" suddenly become smaller?Is he getting old and shrinking; or is it because I was too small?