bad youth

This emotion continued all the way to Dongguan Town, and I got out of the car without even saying goodbye to the beautiful sister.Stepping on this familiar land again, I no longer have the mood I had when I was fired for the first time. I don’t have the heart to worry about the spring and autumn. I just want to go home early and rest. I feel that my body is really dying across.On the way, I ran into a few junior high school classmates who had bullied me before. Almost as a conditioned reflex, I immediately pulled out the steel pipe from my bag, and then looked at them sullenly.But in fact, I know that my body can't get up after being pushed casually.

Unexpectedly, they immediately shrank to the side of the road, not even daring to look at me, let alone come to bully me again.Holding the steel pipe in my hand, I continued to stagger towards home.When I came to the door of the house, a tree of peach blossoms was in full bloom. I sat on the rock under the tree, panted heavily for a while, and hid the steel pipe in a branch of the tree. Then I took my bag and walked into the house. .My mother was heating a pot of boiling water on the stove, and she was startled when she saw me coming in: "Haohao, why are you back?" I put my bag on the ground and said in a low voice, "I was fired." No Dare to look at my mother's expression, I walked straight to my bedroom, spread the quilt and lay down to sleep.I have not had a good sleep for seven days and seven nights in a row. In addition to the injuries I suffered from a fight some time ago, my body is like a machine that will fall apart at any time. I don’t know what kind of perseverance I have survived until today .

I vaguely heard my mother packing the things in my bag, vaguely heard the teapot on the stove whistling softly, vaguely heard the whistling wind outside the window... finally home, finally able to rest well... I put The whole body is retracted into the quilt, and it is tightly covered from head to toe, as if this can give me a sense of security.Now I should be exhausted, and I can fall asleep next to the pillow, but I can’t fall asleep lying in bed, and the scene of the heavy snow that night is still flashing back in my mind. Silently, a figure slowly fell in front of me...

This scene kept repeating and flashing back in my mind, and it was simply beyond my control.I huddled under the quilt, hoping that I could fall asleep as soon as possible, but I was always half asleep and half awake, and my whole body was chaotic.After an unknown amount of time, my mother called me by the bedside: "Haohao, get up and eat, go to bed after eating." I said in a daze under the quilt: "Don't eat." world.Before I knew it, I seemed to be back to that snowy night again, the sky was full of snowflakes, but I was the only one running in the snow, as if I wanted to catch something but couldn't.

Finally, I gave up, stopped, and squatted in the snow.It seems that I am the only one left in the whole world, and the snowflakes in the sky almost cover my body.It's so cold, I'm shivering.In the snow, of course it will be cold, I thought.I should go home, it won't be cold when I get home.But I remember again, aren't I already at home?How can it be so cold?

I fell into the snow, my body was cold from inside to outside, and my teeth chattered accordingly.It seemed that someone was approaching and swiped away a piece of heavy snow on top of my head. A warm hand was close to my forehead, and then my mother's panicked voice sounded: "It's so hot, you have a fever!" I have a fever, no wonder my whole body is so cold.My mother hurriedly found antipyretics and asked me to take them with warm water, then let me lie down again, and put a wet towel on my forehead.

My body was still shivering, and I felt cold from the inside out.After a while, my mother went to soak the towel, and then came back and continued to put it on my forehead.Before I knew it, I fell asleep again, and my mother seemed to have worked hard by my side all night.When it was dawn, I still felt cold, and my whole body was shaking like an epileptic seizure.The mother was terrified and hurried out to find a doctor.The doctor is from a nearby clinic, and the surrounding residents go to him for minor illnesses.Seeing my appearance, he first took my temperature and said, "It's almost 39 degrees." Then he gave me an injection, said to check the situation again, then packed up and left.

After a long time, my body still didn't get better, and there seemed to be signs of aggravation.Mother panicked and called the doctor again.The doctor took the temperature again, and said in a panic: "It's almost [-] degrees, please send it to a big hospital." My mother couldn't carry me on her back, so she went to ask Yu Chengfei's mother for help.Mother Yu went to the neighbor's house to find an uncle, and then sent me to the hospital in the town.When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor gave me a diagnosis and said, "This is a disease caused by overwork." Yumu asked strangely beside him: "He is a child, why does he have to work? No one asked him to work." The doctor said : "Not only physically, but also psychologically. Don't look at him as a child, he probably has experienced things that we haven't experienced. It's okay, the treatment is the most important thing. Send him back to the ward first."

At this time, I was so burned that I started talking nonsense. According to my mother's later recollection, my mouth was full of words: "Kill, kill him."

After drinking water for more than an hour, the fever finally came down slowly. It was not as severe as before, but it was not completely gone.I always had a low-grade fever, hovering around 38 degrees, and I was always delirious. I opened my eyes a few times and asked, "Where is my steel pipe?" on heart.

After three or four days, the low-grade fever persisted, and my mother had no choice but to call my father back.My father smelled of sweat, and he was in the hospital just after returning from the construction site.He put his hand on my forehead and asked doubtfully, "Isn't it a fever?" My mother said, "It's a low-grade fever." My father said, "Fuck, I don't think I have a fever. Maybe the thermometer is broken." Then Pulled out the infusion needle on the back of my hand, pulled me up, and asked me seriously: "Son, can you hold it?"

I nodded in a daze.My father smiled: "That's right, this low-grade fever is nothing, just go for a walk." Then, regardless of my mother's dissuasion, he dragged me out of the hospital.I was limp and weak, and broke out in a cold sweat within two steps.My father took me for two steps, and finally took me to a mutton soup shop. When he entered, he yelled at the boss: "Bring me a big bowl of mutton soup, and put a lot of pepper in it!" After a while, the boss He brought a bowl of mutton soup and put it on the table.

My father patted me on the shoulder and said, "Drink, finish it in one gulp!" It's true that I haven't eaten well these days, and I'm really hungry.I picked up the mutton soup and drank it voraciously, and ate up all the mutton offal in it.After drinking it, I sweated a lot, and felt indescribably comfortable all over.My father asked me, "Do you still drink?" I said, "Drink." My father turned around and said, "One more bowl!"

Just drank three bowls in a row, and my stomach was so full that I couldn't drink any more.The mother complained next to him: "If you drink too much sheep soup, don't let Haohao drink it all the time." The father waved his hand and said, "What do you know, my son? See if your son is much better now?" The mother looked carefully I said, "I am indeed much more energetic than before." I felt my head was covered and my feet were a little soft, but it was indeed much better than when I was in the hospital.Father waved his hand: "Come on, let's go home and cook two more side dishes!"

No matter how poor and difficult the family was, my father was always calm and optimistic.As soon as he came home, the family became much more stable, even my low-grade fever didn't need to be treated.When I got home, my mother cooked a few dishes, and my father brought over the wine.My mother was in a hurry: "My son has just recovered from his illness. Don't let him drink wine?" My father asked me: "Son, do you want to drink?" I said: "I will drink." My father said: "The minority obeys the majority. Come on, let's Drink." My mother couldn't help it either.After three glasses of wine, my father asked me, "Are you fired again?"

I lowered my head and said very ashamedly: "Yeah." I was about to hear my father's reprimand, but my father laughed loudly: "Hahaha, is it the second time?" My mother said angrily, "My son was fired!" Besides, why are you so happy?" I also looked at my father in surprise, he couldn't be laughing at me.My father said, "I'm making fun of Chenggao and Beiqili for giving up such good students as our son. When our son is admitted to Tsinghua University, they won't even have a place to cry!"

The mother said helplessly: "You are too good at comforting yourself." The father laughed and said: "What can you do if you don't comfort yourself? If you are expelled, you will be expelled. What a big deal. There are too many schools in the world. Which one do you go to?" It’s not that if you read it, you can build a new socialist country.” When he said this, the atmosphere relaxed a lot.I know he is relieving me and telling me not to be too sad, but my heart is still sour.My father talked a lot before he asked me, "By the way, why were you fired?"

I avoided the seriousness and said lightly: "I just got into a fight with someone." I didn't dare to say that I led someone to destroy the school, let alone that a friend was gone.My father didn't ask too much, nodded and said, "Just hit it, you're young and energetic, it's okay. Then let me ask you, which school do you want to study in? I'll run around for you these few days." I still think that my grades are good, and it is very easy to go to any school.But I know that Beiqi was smashed, even if the TV station and newspapers didn't report it, it must have been spread in the market, and other schools would not blame me for wanting it.I shook my head and said, "I don't miss it anymore."

My father said in surprise, "I don't want to miss it anymore? What are you going to do if you don't want to study? Now that you don't have a diploma, you have no way out!"

My mother was also anxious: "That's right. Your dad and I have worked so hard to support your studies. You can't just say no. It doesn't matter if you are expelled from school. Let's find another school. You have to stop studying."

I lowered my head and said in a deep voice, "I just don't miss it."