my funny dad

Chapter 3 Dad was stared at by MM and ran away (1)
1.I really want to find a crack in the ground to get in.
I arrived at school a little early today, so I walked around the playground for a few laps with Wen Xin, who arrived early, before going upstairs to the classroom.

"Hee hee, this person wears sneakers, why doesn't he even wear socks? How ugly!"

Carrying a heavy schoolbag, she lowered her head and moved up to the third floor one step at a time, when a warm "twitter" sounded in her ears.

Turning to look at her, she was pointing at a pair of big moving feet two steps above us.

I saw that those feet were wearing large thick-soled sneakers, the trousers were still tied, and the white ankles were exposed dazzlingly.

I twisted my nose at her, and whispered, "That's sloppy. A man with good taste would never do that."

When I said this to Wen Xin without looking up, I completely forgot that there was such a person in my family.

"Yes, if the shoes are taken off, it will stink!"

When she pinched her nose and said this, Wen Xin let out a couple of pee pee.

It's funny, as if the smell of that foot really hit her nostrils.

It's fun!
So, I also freed up one hand, pinched my nose, and said three times at the pair of stinky feet that were climbing up above my head.

Then, we laughed mischievously.

Just as I was laughing so hard, there was a shout of excitement from above my head: "You two little girls, what are you laughing at? Lin Guagua, why did you go upstairs in such a hurry when you left early in the morning? I don’t even know that the Chinese documents are left behind..."

"what?"

I raised my head and face in astonishment, and looked stupidly at the man without socks who had gone up to the third floor.

He pulled me up to the last two steps, and then put the language documents into my hands, and asked me to say: "Thank you, Dad, if it wasn't for Dad, let's see how the teacher will deal with you today!"

To tell you the truth, at this time, I really want the teacher to clean me up, which is better than letting my classmates know that I have a dad who doesn't like wearing socks.

At this time, I really want to find a seam in the ground and get into it.

Shame to death!

After the man who was my father finished speaking, he touched my head back and forth several times with his hand, and then reluctantly went downstairs.

After I watched him go, what I saw was Wen Xin's staring eyes and widened mouth.

Pointing in the direction where my dad disappeared, she stammered, "You...your dad...he...yes...yes...

sorry.I didn't say anything just now, and I didn't see anything. "

I muttered to myself irrelevantly: "It's so annoying, it's so annoying..."

Wen Xin didn't dare to get entangled with me, so she hurriedly left me, to four?He rushed in the direction of a class of classrooms, as fast as a [-]-meter sprint.

My dad has never come to school for me, including holding parent-teacher meetings. What happened today?Which muscle is wrong?The annoying dad, it's not a shame at home, but also in our school.It's no wonder that my mother always dislikes him recently, but she can't do anything about him.

I have to admit that I am a face-saving little girl.

You know, recently, I am in the class, just like the stars like SHE, I am very popular!
I sang not only out of tune, but also very tasteful; in spoken English, I can always chat with the teacher non-stop, which caught the attention of many people; I also write beautifully, which always makes me feel that I am "Words are like people", or "people are like their characters".

Haha, the whole class, including that little devil who always fights against me, has to be in awe of me for the time being!
It's a pity that I encountered such an incident early this morning, which may make my popularity drop.

So, all day today, I was nervous. Whenever I saw Wenxin chatting with other girls, I suspected that they were talking about my dad's love of wearing shoes on bare feet.

2.pretend to be cannibal
As soon as I got home from school, I asked my dad relentlessly: "Why do you have to give me books?"

My mother tapped the dishes with her chopsticks and said, "Lin Guagua, your dad has a cold today and is resting at home.

Is there anything wrong with your dad sending you books?Is it reasonable for you to leave the book at home? "

One sentence from my mother broke me down. I can't blame a person who delivered books to me in spite of illness.

Obviously, it was my fault.

After taking a sip of the porridge specially made for him, my father said to me complacently, "Lin Guagua, are you very moved?"

After a crackle, his words made me explode again, like a drop of cold water falling into a hot oil pan, I yelled at him angrily, completely ignoring that he was a patient who needed comfort and care.

"I'm so moved, you're embarrassing me in front of my classmates!"

After listening to me, Dad was taken aback at a loss.

The mother with a quick brain reaction (regardless of whether the reaction is right or wrong, of course) said angrily: "You child, are you confused after chasing stars? Although your father is not the singer or movie star you admire, he is still a little kid anyway." A well-known newspaper reporter; besides, you’re not too bad looking, how could you lose someone? Besides, a dog doesn’t think his family is poor, and a woman doesn’t think her father is ugly..."

"Son doesn't think mother is ugly!"

I angrily corrected this mother who always wanted to draw some words but kept making small mistakes.

"Of course I know it's 'the son doesn't think the mother is ugly', isn't it talking about your attitude towards your father!"

"It's not too bad, many people say I'm handsome!"

Dad murmured in a low voice, that look is really childish and cute.

Normally, I would have opened my mouth wide and laughed without any scruples, but at this time, isn't the smell of gunpowder too strong?Just when I didn't know how to refute my mother, suddenly, I burst into laughter.

"It's crazy, it must be crazy, don't blame us if you want to choke."

The somewhat sloppy mother finally softened her mouth and carefully observed my words and expressions.

I'm not crazy, but I came up with a super weighty sentence.

"Mom, if one day my dad goes to your work place with bare feet and sneakers, and your colleagues point out that he is indecent, or when he hides his nose and avoids him, you must think that his face is very bright. !"

As soon as I finished speaking, poor dad quickly lowered his head, with a painful expression on his face, and then a dry cough.

I don't know if he was choked by my words, or his illness got worse all of a sudden.

And my mother, after a few modal particles of "Ah... oh... uh", finally broke out into a big laugh, and kept laughing until she spit out the rice, kept coughing, and couldn't stop laughing. Rubbing my stomach...

After laughing, my mother patted me on the shoulder and said: "Lin Guagua, from now on, I will no longer fight alone. In order to get revenge, you must also join me."

It's getting more and more confusing. Mom always likes to complicate simple things.

I asked puzzledly: "Revenge? Retaliate against whom? What ranks are you in?"

"Revenge your father for embarrassing you, join me in the ranks of reflective shoes!"

In view of my father's illness, I said to my mother: "Forget it, as long as he wants to lose face, let him lose it."

Not only did I not get my mother's praise for my sympathetic heart, but I was stared at by her instead.

I know she hates Dad's "bad habit" more than I do.

Speaking of getting rid of a bad habit, my mother successfully got rid of a bad habit of my father not long ago.

It is better to say that it is my success than my mother's success.

For a while, Dad always squeezed toothpaste from the middle.

Whenever I see the crooked toothpaste tube, I also imitate my father, holding the ugly toothpaste tube, squeezing it on the toothbrush, and throwing it away.

It doesn't matter if you throw it, just throw out all my mother's anger.

"Ah, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. Look at your good leadership, and you have passed on your bad habits to Guagua!"

The mother, who couldn't bear it any longer, turned her eyebrows coldly at her father, and made a bad voice.

The more my mother nagged and the more annoying my father was, the more he would not change.

Finally one day, my father yelled at the nagging mother: "Is it annoying? At work, I work according to the rules every day, go to people for interviews, and socialize with all kinds of people. The whole person is like a machine." If you have to follow so many rules at home even for trivial things like squeezing toothpaste at home, it's really unbearable!"

Haha, looking at Dad like an angry lion, and listening to Dad's out-of-control roar, Mom was dumbfounded.

Don't look at my mother's usual gesticulation, she is quite majestic, ha, that's because the lion's patience has not reached its limit yet.

In this regard, compared with many boys in our class, if he is not forced to a certain point, Dad is still very gentlemanly.

"Hey, it's reasonable to squeeze the toothpaste tube crookedly and then throw it around!"

Mom pointed at Dad, but she yelled weakly at me.

This matter has something to do with me to some extent, I am a "crooked beam" eh.

So, knowing what I was interested in, I also hurriedly slipped into my room.

"Where are you escaping!"

Unexpectedly, my mother, who was still very responsive, yelled at me, and at the same time rushed to the bathroom at a speed of [-] meters.

"Ah, it's not good, mom must have gone looking for some 'instrument of torture'!"

While grabbing the quilt to wrap my whole body, I anxiously thought of a countermeasure.

How can a mother who has never lost a battle in front of her father give up?Ask Dad for help?It's tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, because he is the "principal criminal" and he can't protect himself!

Beg for mercy?This is not my character, Lin Guagua.

Thinking of this, I went all out.I threw off the quilt, turned over, sat on the edge of the bed, straightened my body, and stared angrily at the small door of the room, with a look of death.

I don't need to look in the mirror, I know my image is super cool.

"You...you...what do you want? Look like a cannibal!"

The old mother who broke in, holding a crooked tube of toothpaste in her hand, took half a step back.

Needless to say, this half step was forced back by the fierce light in my eyes.

"I should be the one to ask you this question!"

Seeing that my mother didn't have any scary beating tools in her hands, I became more courageous to talk back.

"I just want you to know that squeezing toothpaste from anywhere is the same, and it won't take more effort to squeeze the toothpaste from the rear. And it's convenient for both people and yourself."

While talking, my mother squeezed the toothpaste at the back, and the crooked toothpaste tube became plump and beautiful again.

In the face of the facts, I have to admire what my mother said made sense.

"You can also tell Dad about it."

I forgot about the confrontation with my mother, and actively suggested ideas to my mother.

"Him? An old and stubborn one. No matter how simple the truth is, it will be a dead end to him, blowing fire with a rolling pin - he doesn't understand anything."

How can you say that about my dad? "Although he's not the singer or movie star you admire, he's still a well-known newspaper reporter!"

I didn't say this sentence, but I heard it countless times.

At this time, my mother, when talking about my father's stupidity, completely forgot the words she had shown off to me and to all my relatives and friends countless times.

In the end, I helped my mother, imitating my mother, and "teaching my father by example" after a while, the toothpaste tube is no longer crooked, and the house is calm.

Cough cough, it's been 800 years, the most important thing now is how to help dad get rid of his "bad habit" of not wearing socks.

I admit that when it comes to developing the good habit of wearing socks, I am still on my mother's side.

3.Mom and I always try to get rid of him

When I came back from get off work, my dad would throw off his leather shoes and put on slippers when he entered the door.

"Woo...it stinks."

I pinched my nose and said to my dad.

"Just wash it and wash it, and it won't smell after a while!"

Dad said as he took off his socks, walked to the bathroom, and turned on the tap...

To be fair, as long as my dad goes to work, he always wears his leather shoes and socks neatly; and as soon as he gets off work, he will take off his socks, wash them in time, and hang them to dry.

But, for such a particular person, why doesn't he like to wear socks when he puts on sneakers?What a quirk!

In this regard, my father once said confidently: "What's so difficult to understand? You should relax at home and do whatever you want!"

This explanation is still the same old one, and there is nothing new about it.

My mother came out of the kitchen and winked at me, and I understood.

(End of this chapter)