Chapter 14 Boat

Twenty years later, my father was lying in a south-facing ward of a hospital, and by this time I had seen men in black clothes come and take him away.I think everything is going to calm down.He suddenly asked me, do you still remember the boat we released 20 years ago? He said, do you remember.White wood boat. 1) Honey, baby, grab two of your toys, Daddy is going to take you out.Get in the car and sit down.Yes, close the truck door.We are leaving.We're going far away, and we're going to build a ship.What color do you like?Oh, white, well, well, white, your mother likes white too.She will be very content to be in this white boat.Let's put some chrysanthemums in it, and you pick them, okay, honey.The seaside we went to is the hillside.Chrysanthemums are blooming all over.We spread chrysanthemums all over the boat.

Honey, why are you crying?Your mother just fell asleep in the back.She was drunk, did you forget.She is an alcoholic.She was always hopping around our living room in her white pajamas.Oh, she jumps around, jumps around, the crazy woman.She was finally quiet now.She should sleep for a while.Did you hear her voice?She is such a woman who refuses to sleep peacefully.Oh dear, stop knocking on the back window.Don't wake her up.Turn around and listen to Dad.Mom will show you swimming later, she needs to sleep now.Baby, don't cry, do you know how much daddy loves you.No one can take you away from me.No one, baby.How about we build a castle on the embankment.Yes, baby, it is the one in your favorite fairy tale.Only the two of us lived there.We put shells all over the windows, and you can hear them screaming like animals.Ahh baby you're gonna love it.

truck Maybe gray, maybe patina.The high-back seat and the brown-red cotton cushions were soaked in rain, and quickly stuck to the clothes on the body.The window was open and a piece was shattered like the face of a woman hiding her face and weeping.So the rain came in.into an open black leather bag.No one knows why the rainwater got in and what they did.But the leather bag is very deep, and the rain has been falling, as if it lasted longer than three clouds. The steering wheel has cracked slightly.There had been cream graffiti on the front glass, by some malicious kid.It has been scrawled and wiped down, leaving a drooling mouth.Rainwater trickled down from the roof of the car, and the mouth looked full of faint desire.

Behind the seat backs are windows that open into the back of the truck.There is no more glass.The iron window lattices were painted with dark green paint, and the distance between every two bars was not equal.There is a rectangular fabric curtain in the same color as the seat back.The rain has made it heavier and heavier, but it is still pulled up by the bewitching wind.The back of the truck has a different flavor than the front.No rain gets in, and there is no wind.Only those who come out, only those who come out in a hurry.Should be very muggy. 2) Oh baby, I thought you fell asleep next to me, are you in a hurry?We're getting there, we're getting there.You should like this highway.Baby, put your head out and see, do you see those little flowers.Does it look familiar?Well, we've been here.You, me, and your mother.At that time, you were only as big as a papaya, and your mother was holding you.It's also summer, she always complains about being boring, she hates raising you.She wants to come out and breathe a sigh of relief.But she stood here, standing on the beautiful mountain beside here, but she always complained about the hot weather.She keeps talking, you start crying and she ignores you.It's me holding you, dear little papaya.You see these flowers again now, what a view.If we hadn't been rushing to the beach, I'd really like to stop and take a photo of my little one.

Baby, you put down this knife.It's sharp, boy, put it down, it'll hurt you.Baby baby, put it down, no, don't lick it, the red stuff on it is not syrup.It's not sweet, it's bitter.Honey, daddy has sugar here, come on, put it down, don't lick it.Dad will bring you candy to eat.Yes, keep the knife in my black leather bag.You see, it has other iron things that should stay together.They're rough, they're ugly, my beautiful darlings stay away from them.Why do you like them.They are Dad's tools.Do you want to pick them up and help dad with work?Dad would use them to make your mom a boat.And then Dad can use them to build our castle.Well, boy, do you smell the fishy smell of sea water?We are almost there.Do you like the sea, you have never talked about it with your father, do you like the sea.Your mother likes the sea, hehe, she will let you see how far she can float later.She lay on the white boat we made, motionless at the mercy of the water.Really docile.Docile, well, your mother was never a docile woman.She likes to fight me.The only thing she obeyed me was giving birth to you.Haha, how she regretted it.She was as fat as a sow the summer she gave birth to you.I took her home from the hospital.She holds you in her arms.Suddenly she passed a glass and saw herself in it.That was the first time she saw herself since she had you.She startled herself.She was so angry she almost jumped up.She holds you high in her hands, she almost throws you out.What a brave little man you are, you didn't cry.I grabbed you right away.You should have known at that time how much Dad loves you.She is a crazy woman!She always only cares about herself.Haha, at that moment, how pitiful she was.

highway The road is surrounded by mountains and not far from the sea. A mountain may have no name, or may have too many names, and everyone who travels will give it a name with gusto. Cornflowers grow shallowly at the foot of the mountain, on both sides of the road.The color is a misty purple, like a fog that hasn't woken up in the autumn morning.Weeds are so luxuriant in this tropical region that they entwine flowers tightly from the root, as if courting.When the heavy rain comes, it seems that all the grass this season has fallen silently.Messy like a drunk's eyebrows. There may never have been a landscape here.But someone always comes.Come to private meetings, to climb, to jump into the sea, to rob, to sleep for a while, to find treasure.

There should be a tomb on the hillside.Because just after dusk arrived, bright white streaks appeared on the hillside.When the rain rushed straight down from the top of the mountain, the white monument made a tumbling sound. The road is not too steep and very fast speeds are acceptable.There have been cars that fell at the turn and hit the railing, and many purple chrysanthemums rushed out and fell down.Like butterflies, they grow the wings necessary for flight in the middle of the valley. The area became desolate after that.That's the way it is, those who meet privately, those who climb, those who jump into the sea, those who rob, those who take a nap, those who look for treasure, you can come or not.They went on to name another mountain.

The truck was speeding down the road.The splashing rain was very hot.A piece of lemon candy that was lost by the owner rolled out from the huge gap in the car door. Like the butterflies and wild flowers, it went to the valley. 3) Baby, you are still crying.Listen, the rain has lightened.Here we are.You look up and see, it's the sea.You see, many small shells have come to welcome you. Okay let's get out of the car.Come, come down. Honey, can you help Dad carry this bag?It is really heavy, well, you don't mention it, you just play with it.Dad is going to move your mother down.

Oh baby, it's still raining a lot, can you take out the umbrella for daddy?It's in Dad's black leather bag.You see your mother's face is wet.She also put on makeup today.It's all washed away by the water now.She sat at her dresser this morning putting on her makeup very seriously.She definitely has a date today.But before she finished melting, she fell asleep.Ok.It was I who turned her sideways and helped her finish.Come here and see, baby, is your mother beautiful today?I drew her eyebrows, look how pretty they are. Baby, you just stand here.Hold an umbrella for your mother.You sit on her.She slept soundly today, she won't wake up.She won't wake up, and she won't be in pain.Sit on your mother's soft belly.And finally get close to her for a while.Then you can hold an umbrella for her and her face won't get dirty.Dad's car has wood for the boat.I'll take it down.Just sit here and watch Dad work, okay?

Well baby, you see how strong the white wood is.Here, take some nails from the side of the black leather bag and give them to Dad.Do you know what it's like.Yes, it's the longest one, the shiny silver one.OK, give it to Dad.We nailed them to the boards. Oh baby what are you doing.How did you poke a hole in your mother's dress with that nail.This is your mother's favorite dress.She has a date today, she has worn this dress, she must like this one the most.Yeah, how could she go on a date again today.She went to meet other men again, still wearing her favorite dress.But, baby, she was forced to change her plans today.She can't go.She was brought here by us.She's got to dive right now, she can't make appointments.Haha, we won.

But you little savage, how do you use nails to punch holes in a good skirt.Don't you like your mother yet?She is, she is a bad woman, but she is very docile now, her belly is still so soft, we should forgive her, don't you think. ocean The sea tossed and turned in an evening rain.This is a sea that is rarely disturbed.She can fall asleep at any time most of the time.When she fell asleep, the tide didn't seem strong, but it was twists and turns, scattered with nightmares.She really likes to sleep in when it rains.She leaves her waves at the mercy of fierce rain and wind.She liked that she herself seemed more maternally tender. The shells were embedded in the sand one by one like sharp weapons.It was also speckled with blood snatched from some barefoot child. Large expanses of sand have accumulated here.The warm burrows of some animals were ruined by the torrential rain.The sound of collapse emerges endlessly from the nerves of the sea, the echoes of the last moments of the besieged animals, and nothing is brighter than despair at this moment. The sea looked as long as a dream in this rainy day.There is no clear end in sight.The rocks lie still on the heaving breast of the sea.The heartbeat of the sea is very moving.Reef did not do what he wanted to do.The reef has always been pursued by others.What kind of things have hit the reef before.A ship in a storm, a lost sea lion, a helicopter descending from the sky, a child swimming.How many souls will bump here and come to the reef devoutly. Footprints by the sea, large and small, will be buried.All the sounds of the sea, woodwork, and stone cutting, sounded like only a few whispers in sleep.The sea didn't understand what was going on. 4) Ah baby, have you seen our new boat.Isn't it beautiful.Doesn't it suit your dear mother well?You don't jump on it.It's too small to hold yours.It's for your mom alone.Your mom will love it.Come on, boy, get up, get up from your mother.Say goodbye to her.We all forgive her, don't we.For all the shame she brings us, that's all in the past Come on, kiss her on the cheek.Your pure little mother, today she will be completely washed clean. Well baby your mother is on board.You see how suitable she is.Get your wildflowers here.put it down.Well, they match your mom's dress perfectly. Come, follow Dad, we will send your mother to the sea.What a wonderful trip.Your mom swims underwater and your mom is a mermaid.Your mother is always here, how nice it is to find her whenever we come.She couldn't run away from us, she couldn't go on a date, she couldn't put her lips on a bearded face, she couldn't flirt with another man with her little toe!We want the sea here to help us keep an eye on her.Watch her, and she will always belong to us only. Help dad, we're pushing the boat.We work hard together.Ok.That's it, arch, push, 1-2-3. Oh goodbye.Baby come and say goodbye to your mom and say you love her forever. 1——2——3—— Push hard. Well done my dear Bonnie. Ok.Good-bye-bye, dear. Boat White wood, like a skinny skeleton.The plum-red skirt swelled like a sticky bloodstain in the sea.When sailing to the middle of the sea, the boat was suddenly as happy as a dove in flight.In fact, the reef has the softest embrace, none of you know.