Xiao Muhua, cross the ocean 2
Seeing Chen Hui bent over the table to study, Mu Hua sat aside and had no intention of fiddling with the textbook. She just asked softly, probing indirectly: "Chen Hui, will you stay in Beijing in the future?"
Chen Hui didn't even raise his head: "If nothing unexpected happens, I will stay in Beijing."
Muhua buried his head and said sullenly, "Then you must work harder."
Chen Hui raised his head and smiled at Muhua: "You have to work hard too!"
Muhua nodded, but couldn't smile.
That day, Muhua returned home from school. She didn't know why, but she just wanted to go home. She walked on the narrow road, first passing by Chen Hui's yard, and then walked into her own yard.
In the yard, a gentle breeze blew up the wood chips. Mu Tou was helping his father make some tables for other people. When he saw Mu Hua coming back, he immediately called out, "Sister, sister!"
Dad paused with the saw in his hand and slowly turned his head. Muhua glanced at them and walked into the house listlessly.
Mu Tou watched his sister walk into the house, then looked up at his father and said, "My sister is back."
Dad threw the saw away and patted Wood on the shoulder: "Wood, hurry up."
Mu Tou dropped the stick in his arms and ran into the house in his slippers. He took out a variety of snacks from the box and brought them to Mu Hua, his face full of anticipation: "Sister, eat something."
Muhua looked down and asked, "Why are there so many foods?"
In the past, whenever Muhua wanted to eat something, her father would save money and buy it for her. Her father would never stock up so many snacks at home.
Mu Tou laughed and said, "Dad made furniture for a hotel in town a month ago and earned a lot of money. So Dad bought your favorite food for you, waiting for you to come back and eat it."
Muhua felt a little sad, tears welled up in her eyes. She took the snacks, looked through the plastic bag, and found that they were all her favorites. Then, the tears welled up in her eyes and fell.
"Sister, don't cry." Mu Tou grabbed her hand.
At this time, Dad trotted out of the kitchen with hot chicken soup in his hands. Muhua quickly wiped her tears and watched her father put the chicken soup on the table. Dad looked at Muhua, not knowing how to start, and just urged Mu: "Muhua, go wash your hands with your sister, and then have dinner."
"Okay." Mu Tou agreed obediently and took his sister's hand to wash hands.
Mutou considerately put soap on her sister's hands and rubbed the foam for her. Muhua looked at Mutou, who was slowly catching up with her height, and asked, "Mutou, have you studied hard when I'm not at home?"
Mu Tou nodded: "Yes, if I don't understand, I can ask Dad."
Muhua felt a little guilty and said, "Mutou, when I grow up and make money, I will send you to study." Mutou smiled and looked up: "Okay, then Mutou will wait for sister."
Muhua smiled with relief, and then asked, "Little Mu, during the time I was away from home, Dad...he must be very angry, right?"
"No." Mu Tou washed Muhua's hands with water, "Dad is not angry, Dad just misses you." Muhua was stunned and felt uncomfortable.
"Dad would go to my sister's room every night to take a look. He would prepare a delicious dinner every night and ask me to go to the end of the road to see if my sister had come back. Dad misses my sister every day." Mu Tou washed his sister's hands, then stared at her and said sincerely, "Sister, Dad loves you very much. Please don't stay away from home, okay?"
Muhua reached out, rubbed Mu's head, and said, "I'm sorry."
Yes, sorry.
In the past year, she seldom went home. She was always avoiding home.
At the dinner table that night, Dad kept picking up delicious dishes for Muhua. Muhua lowered her head and ate in silence. The large hall was quiet, with only the sound of chopsticks hitting the bowl.
Then, mixed in with these sounds, there were intermittent sobbing sounds.
Dad stopped eating and turned to look at Muhua, who was eating rice with tears streaming down her face. Dad put down his bowl and chopsticks and called out carefully, "Muhua."
Muhua wiped away her tears and said, "It's okay!"
Dad was not in the mood to eat and sighed deeply.
It was late at night, with one or two fireflies occasionally flying outside the window. Muhua sat at the head of the bed, holding an old photo album in her hand, which contained photos of her and her parents before she was five years old.
The time, the scene, and the people were so beautiful.
The colors in the photo have gradually faded, but my mother's bright smile is still clearly visible.
When she was little, Muhua didn't understand what "running off with someone else" meant, but now she knows. Because she knows it, she slowly realizes that for some people, such things are an eternal shame.
So, the older she gets, the less time she has to go to the beach.
While thinking this, the bedroom door suddenly rang. Muhua put on her shoes and went to open the door, and found that it was her father.
Seeing his father hesitate to speak, Muhua understood something and said, "Come in and sit down, Dad."
Dad nodded, walked over and sat down on the stool next to the bedside table. His eyes moved to the photo album and landed on the almost stranger woman.
Muhua walked over, put the photo album away and put it back in the drawer.
Dad asked hesitantly: "Do you miss mom?"
Muhua shook her head and curled up on the bed again: "I don't miss her anymore." After a while, she said, "All I think about is the past."
Dad rubbed his knees nervously with his hands, lowered his head and said slowly: "Muhua, Dad... Dad is sorry for you."
Muhua tilted her head slightly and said, "Dad, you raised me up so much, how could you let me down?"
Dad sighed and said, "Dad shouldn't have hit you, and shouldn't have disbelieved you."
Muhua's eyes are red.
Dad raised his eyes, and there were turbid tears in his no longer clear eyes: "Your mother left us father and daughter without leaving any message . You were young at that time and didn't understand anything. You ran to the beach every day to wait for your mother. I was stubborn and thought you also wanted to cross the ocean and leave me... Dad was scared to death, afraid that Xiao Muhua would leave, and Dad would be the only one left in this world..."
Muhua looked at him in surprise. The weathered middle-aged man looked quite helpless under the light. Was that the case? He had always thought that he wanted to leave him?
"But later..." Dad stared ahead with a leisurely look, "I realized that I shouldn't have treated you like that. Muhua, your father is useless. Your father is timid and cowardly. He doesn't look like a father at all..." As he spoke, two lines of tears slid down his face. He lowered his head, wiped them with his fingers, and sighed again.
"Nonsense..." Muhua smiled with tears in her eyes, and slowly turned her head back with an expression of admiration on her face. "My father is a hero. If he was timid and cowardly, how could he shoulder the responsibility of the entire family and take such good care of his daughter? My father is also very kind. He brought little Mu back home and gave me a younger brother and a home. How can such a father not be like a father?"
Dad sniffed and sighed frequently.
Who has never been young? It's just that time makes us grow old.
"Dad." Muhua called her father solemnly. She felt that she owed him an apology.
Dad seemed to know what Muhua wanted to say, and he interrupted her and asked, "Muhua, Dad didn't want you to leave before, but now Dad wants you to leave."
Muhua was slightly startled.
Dad continued, "Only if you fly across the sea like a bird can you find your own piece of sky. Muhua, this place is too remote and too small. You should go to a big city and see the outside world." "Dad..."
"As long as you still have me as your father in your heart, no matter how far you go, it doesn't matter. Dad will support you and bless you." The 40-year-old man said this calmly.
"Go to bed early." Dad stood up, looked at Muhua with a smile, and reminded him, "Turn off the fan regularly. Don't leave it on all night, or you will catch a cold. You caught a cold many times when you were a child because of this."
Muhua's eyes never left her father, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in her eyes.
After giving the instructions, Dad turned around, opened the door, and went out. When he left, he closed the door gently.
Muhua smiled, but the stars in her eyes fell without her control. She took a few breaths and tried to wipe the marks on her face, but she found that she couldn't wipe them off.
In fact, when two people can sit down and talk to each other about what is really in their hearts, even those who are not good at expressing themselves can express what they are thinking clearly, right?
It is not that difficult for people to get along with each other, not to mention that they are father and daughter, the closest people in the world.
That night, Muhua couldn't sleep for a long time.
After Muhua came back, it seemed like a completely different person.
Mu Tou saw that Mu Hua had a smile on his face every day, so he started teaching him as soon as he came back, and then watered and fertilized the flowers in the garden.
She was in very good spirits, and Mu Tou felt that his old sister had returned.
In order to make his sister happier, Mu Tou took out the pocket money he had saved for several years and went to the county with his father to buy a plain white dress for his sister.
Muhua put on the skirt the moment she got it, and then shuttled from her own yard to Chen Hui's yard like a white butterfly.
Chen Hui was reading under the grape trellis. When he saw Muhua running over, he said sincerely, "Muhua, you look so beautiful today!"
Muhua's face was red as she walked over coquettishly, "Are you still reviewing?"
"Yeah." Chen Hui nodded, "The college entrance examination will be held in two days."
Muhua waved her hands quickly: "Yes, yes, yes, then I won't bother you anymore, just study hard, I'll come see you after the college entrance examination."
Chen Hui smiled and said, "Okay."
The wood flower was shy and flew away like a white butterfly.
She particularly liked this skirt, and Mu Tou also thought it was beautiful.
Muhua wore it for several days and even wore it to school. The girls gathered around Muhua. In their eyes, the white skirt looked like a fairy's skirt, and Muhua showed it to them openly.
However, one person couldn't help but sneer: "It's so ugly!"
"Er Pang! Why do you always pick on Mu Hua?" One girl couldn't help but ask. This fat boy bullied Mu Hua on the first day of school and forced Mu Hua into the teacher's office.
"I'm telling the truth. I really don't understand the aesthetic taste of you girls!"
"Er Pang, you are so annoying!"
"That's right, it's really annoying."
The classmates in the class started chattering, but the chubby little boy still looked arrogant, as if he was unhappy with everyone.
Xiao Muhua walked towards the little fat boy, her white skirt fluttering slightly in the air. The little fat boy looked at Muhua approaching and actually put away his nonchalant demeanor: "What are you doing?"
"Fang Yuan, do you dare to make a bet with me?" Mu Hua asked, staring into his eyes.
Ho! The little girl asked him to make a bet, so he couldn't lose face. The fat boy stood up straight and asked, "What bet?"
"Let's see who gets the better scores in the college entrance examination. Whoever loses will run naked three laps around Qingshui Town!" Muhua didn't look like he was joking at all.
The little fat boy was a little timid.
The classmates around laughed, and Muhua continued, "If you don't dare to bet, then stop talking nonsense in the future. Otherwise, I will laugh at you every time I see you. You are not a man if you don't even dare to accept a bet from a little girl!"
"You...you are too much!" Fang Yuan certainly didn't dare to gamble, his grades were the worst in the class. "Too much? I can't compare to you!" Mu Hua rolled her eyes at him, not wanting to waste time with him anymore, so she returned to her seat.
Xiao Muhua taught Fang Yuan a lesson, which was a funny thing. All the classmates in the class couldn't help but applaud Xiao Muhua, and Fang Yuan could only run back to his seat in shame.
Will I be looked down upon by girls? Will I really be looked down upon by girls who come from poor families and are not very good-looking? Fang Yuan turned his head and looked in the direction of Xiao Muhua, biting his lips tightly.
In July, Chen Hui received an admission letter from a university in Beijing.
Chen Hui's family held a graduation party for him, and Muhua also attended.
Muhua looked at the glory on Chen Hui's face and was very happy for him, but when she thought that Chen Hui was about to leave, she felt vaguely sad.
Beijing is the capital city. There are many things there that Qingshui Town doesn't have. There are also many girls of all types. They are beautiful, know how to dress up, and are smart. Chen Hui will definitely meet some particularly outstanding girls there.
