Chapter 25 third quarter

The relationship with my mother was completely broken because of my father's illness. My mother was not a very cheerful person in the past, she just wriggled her slightly fat body in the kitchen of the store from morning to night, silently making cooked food and stuffing it into a plastic box.He doesn't smile often, but always has eyes like reading small characters in the dark, and when he speaks, it seems that he is chewing something in his mouth, which makes people hard to hear.Since I was a child, such a mother made me very angry, and I was very envious of the cheerful and slender mother of my classmates.But my mother is still a mother after all, so I can't say how disgusted she is. No matter how much she envies others, she never thinks that it would be nice if she could change her. She is simply dissatisfied with her own mother.Dissatisfied with her unhappy; dissatisfied with her short and thick figure; dissatisfied with not buying me a cake for my birthday.It was not me that turned these discontents into disgust, but the change in my mother.If she hadn't changed, I wouldn't have escalated from simple dissatisfaction to disgust.

My father's disease was pancreatic cancer. It is said that the cause of the disease is still unknown - it is difficult to detect in the early stage, and it spreads quickly, so it is called "the king of cancer".My father told me what he had learned from nowhere. ——So, I have a king living in my body—— It's so pitiful, so pitiful for a father who suffers like this, and my sister and I always hold hands tightly on the way home from the hospital.Although the father tried to be brave on the surface, the effect of the spread of cancer cells was obvious.Dry skin, hair loss, weird dark spots between fingers and toes.The father, who usually took a nap on the tatami with his legs crossed or topless, was now lying on a hospital bed in light-colored pajamas, staring at the white ceiling in disbelief, looking infinitely sad, and we who witnessed this scene were even more Very sad.

So I hate my mother even more. I know that my father and mother got married not because of love, but when my father was in the hospital.My father's death was imminent, but my mother changed, as if she was a different person, full of vitality.Instead of visiting her father, she cheerfully took charge of the grocery store, chatting and laughing with the customers, and responding obscenely to some obscene jokes.When I see such a mother in the store, there will always be a black thing in my chest.It seems like a betrayal of the father when the mother passes the prepared non-staple food to the guests.

It is true that the father has a bad side.Stubborn, self-willed, and arrogant towards his mother.After drinking, I sang the support song of the Tokyo Yakult Swallows loudly, and then let the snoring sound resound in the room on the tatami.If there is no sausage for breakfast, you will be angry.Thinking about it now, there are many things that make being a wife unbearable, but for my sister and me, he is still an irreplaceable father. I hated my mother's change.Hate mother.He even felt that his father's illness came from his mother.It is because the mother has no love for the father that the unexplainable influence on the father's body will eventually lead to cancer.

After the onset of puberty, I poured oil on such feelings again.Even the elder sister who had everything to say before, I will no longer tell her everything.Every day, a person is depressed, sending nameless anger. My sister stopped playing with her classmates after school, but went to the store to help.The previous badminton club also gave up and helped out regardless of holidays.Wednesday is the rest day in the store, but on that day I have to help clean the kitchen and buy goods.After graduating from middle school, graduating from high school, until I went to a national university, my sister has been living like this.My elder sister is not bad-looking, but she has never had a boyfriend. She just flips through the photo albums of friends who have returned from overseas trips, as if she is among them.

"How is your sister?" After the delivery in the afternoon, when I returned to the office, Tomoe, who was arranging documents on the desk, asked me with a worried face.I simply put it because after overwork and polyps, Tomoe was a little bit relieved with joy. "Great, we're actually a little worried." "worry about what?" "Then what, didn't you hear about Xiaoliang's father's illness?" I thought for a while and got it.I told the president and Youhui about my father's death from cancer. "Is cancer hereditary?" "That's right, I'm not very clear either."

After a pause, Youhui went on to say: "It won't be inherited. My grandfather also died of cancer, but his father is still alive, that is, my father-in-law." "The one who speaks Northeast?" It is said that the president's father, who lives in the rural Northeast, is very tough, always denying other people's opinions, and never letting the other party finish their sentence.I always feel that this is somewhat similar to my father before his death, so even though I have never met, I still have a deep impression. "That's right, that's the guy."

Youhui laughed, showing small crow's feet at the corners of her eyes.Her face has gathered gentle lines that cannot be seen on the mother's face. Youhui suddenly put away those small wrinkles and said: "But Xiao Liang, you must drive carefully at this time. It doesn't matter if you are too tired or anything, it is always difficult for your health to recover when you are worried about something." My sister will become like this when she gets older, right?I suddenly thought of.Although not as pretty as Yuhui, sometimes the two of them overlap in my mind.At least not like my mother.I won't become such a cold person.

"Has everyone left already?" There is only Youhui in the office. "Yes, this." Tomoe compared her index finger to the shape of a "コ" character, placed it in front of the glass and leaned back a bit. "so good." "Xiao Liang ate the cake by himself yesterday, so Lao Shan said, 'President, you have to take care of the old guys too.'" Youhui learns Laoshan's unique accent.Lao Shan is the most experienced driver in the company and a classmate of the president in high school.When the president of a transportation company who came here from the Northeast advertised for a driver, Lao Shan was the first one to interview.

"I know where they are, tell you?" "Oh, no. It's too late, and I don't have any money." After confirming tomorrow's weather on the whiteboard, I went to the dressing room to change into a T-shirt and jeans. "Have you brought an umbrella?" "Bring it." When he walked out of the office, he found green grass growing outside the door.In the gaps between the porch tiles, the grass that swayed gently with the invisible breeze grew like straw, only much smaller. "Shall I get the weeds out?" "Ok?" "here."

Youhui left the table and came over wearing slippers.Youhui, who looked down at the tiles, had a few white hairs on the back of his head. "It's mosquito net grass." "This grass has a name?" "Everything has a name. Ah, it's been a long time since I saw this kind of grass." Youhui smiled, bent down to pull the grass, not knowing what she was going to do.I saw that she quickly picked off the roots and leaves, leaving only a stem about fifteen centimeters long in her hand, and then pointed one end towards me, beckoning. "Huh? It's triangular." I was surprised that the cross-section of the stem of this grass is an equilateral triangle. "Didn't you play this when you were a kid?" "How to play?" "Sure enough, children of Xiaoliang's age don't understand. You hold the other side. ——Yes, slowly tear it apart from one end." I hold the triangular section and tear it left and right.The stems parted left and right without resistance.Youhui did the same at the other end.Her angle was exactly 90 degrees different from mine, and the two split branches on my side split into two branches on the other side, which means that the stem was neatly divided into four branches—— "what?" Inadvertently, the two of us each held two vertices, and the stem became a square. "It's fun. It turns into a square. It's like hanging a mosquito net, so it's called hanging mosquito net grass." "Hey……" Youhui knows everything.In fact, I have never even seen a mosquito net, but I didn't want to expose my ignorance, so I chose to remain silent. "It's unbelievable to go from a triangle to a square. But if you don't have a good temperament, you can't do it." "Then if it's not with me, but with the president, it will be more tidy, right?" "That man's hands and feet are too stupid." Youhui's bitter smile seems to make people feel a sense of stability and happiness, I am a little envious. "It's too pitiful to pull it out, and it's hard to grow tenaciously in the tiles." "There are also over there." There are several plants of the same grass at one end of the porch tiles. "Ah, really. It will bloom after a while." "Can this still bloom?" "The flowers are very common, so I don't even notice them." I asked Tomoe what kind of flowers they were blooming, and she told me that they were very small flowers that were as green as the leaves and stems.The flowers that Youhuibi drew for me were only one centimeter in size. "...It's really inconspicuous." "Because it's an anemophilic flower, it doesn't need to look good." "Anemophilus?" "Aeolians use the wind as a medium to transport pollen. Anemophilus flowers don't need to look too good-looking, because there is no need to decorate themselves to attract insects. The wind won't blow over just because the color is beautiful and eye-catching?" "Ah, that's it." I suddenly thought of my sister who was quietly looking out the window in the ward. Youhui also told me that insect-borne flowers rely on insects to carry pollen.I always feel that I prefer anemophilous flowers to insect-pollinated flowers.The wind blows, and the falling water droplets gently shake the leaves of the mosquito net grass.Youhui noticed the raindrops falling on the slippers, and turned slightly sideways.

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