Chapter 28 Father and Son

Ding Shichen did the exercises slowly and steadily. He didn't hand in the test paper until the end of class, and then quickly ran to his seat and opened the English book to find an answer.

When she found that she had really memorized a wrong word, Ding Shichen sighed and thought of Fan Fei, who was not focused on studying but could get a full score every time. She had some weak frustration in her heart.

Ding Shichen walked through the corridor depressedly and went to the women's toilet in the east. When she walked to the stairway in the east, she suddenly found an uncle squatting there smoking.

For uncles, girls who like to surf the Internet often immediately think of obscene uncles who use "watching goldfish" to abduct ignorant Lori, and instinctively be a little wary of those smiling tiger uncles. However, the uncle in front of him is obviously not that kind of person, because he is simple enough, and Ding Shichen can see at a glance that he is a farmer or a migrant worker or something.

The uncle is about 50 years old. He is very ordinary. He has some white hair, some shaved stubble on his face, and several white beard stubble.

He squatted in the corner of the wall, pinched a small half of the cigarette, and was smoking it tastefully.

Ding Shichen only glanced at his smoking posture, and his heart suddenly moved and felt very familiar.

The uncle pinched the filter with his right thumb and the middle two fingers, and put the end of the burning cigarette stick in the palm of his hand. Ding Shichen has also seen a lot of smokers. They all clamp the filter with the second finger in the food and make the burning cigarette stick face the back of their hands, which is the opposite of the uncle's way of pinching cigarettes.

And Fan Fei also used a smoking posture similar to this uncle, which left a deep impression on Ding Shichen when Luo Qiu came to Longfeng Restaurant that night.

A few days ago, Ding Shichen saw a teacher smoking. He suddenly remembered this matter and asked Fan Fei curiously why he smoked like that, which made Fan Fei a little embarrassed at that time.

"I used to get used to it. It's windy and cold in the countryside.

Fan Fei said for a long time, and finally said the truth:

Ding Shichen thought for a while and didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, so he continued to ask, and Fan Fei had to explain it to her in detail.

"The wind is strong in the countryside. If you smoke when doing farm work, the smoke will be easily blown out by the wind, and it is difficult to light a cigarette when the wind is strong, so this posture can nest the cigarette butt in the palm of your hand and is not easy to be blown out by the wind. And most importantly, in winter, smoking like this can make your hands feel some warmth. After all, we don't have an air conditioner, and we don't even want to use the electric fire box. It's all about burning coal balls or firewood for heating. As soon as the hand is separated from the fire, it is particularly cold, so when you smoke, you should also warm your hands by the way. In addition, the advantage of this smoking posture is that it is particularly convenient to play soot. Just release the middle finger and sweep it back, or take back the middle finger and bounce it forward.

Fan Fei took out a cigarette and drew it while telling Ding Shichen the meaning of this smoking posture.

"It reminds me of the little girl selling matches..." Ding Shichen said with a smile, which made Fan Fei speechless.

Fan Fei naturally did not tell Ding Shichen about the shortcomings of this smoking posture.

The so-called shortcomings are obvious. Smoking in this way will smoke the palm of your hand with a strong smell of smoke, and even the whole palm will be yellowed over time. So nowadays, almost no one in the city will use this ugly and stinky smoking posture, but in the countryside, there are still many people in this posture, especially some old farmers.

Fan Fei smoked was brought out by his father, so he had the same way. It turned out that he also had this habit of holding cigarettes. Later, he changed to the way of holding cigarettes with two fingers in the food, and he was close to the people in the city, so that the smoke would not be smoked. It's just that night, after he calmed down Luo Qiu's provocation by withdrawing from the competition, when he squatted on the ground and thought about it, he unconsciously used the most accustomed smoking posture in the past.

At that time, Ding Shichen noticed his strange-looking smoking posture, so he asked curiously later. At this moment, looking at the side of the uncle squatting in the corner of the stairs smoking, Ding Shichen instinctively felt as if it was another version of Fan Fei that night, and it was estimated that he was from the countryside.

Ding Shichen paid attention to the uncle's clothes again: a long striped T-shirt is a little wrinkled, and the handwork is also rough. At first glance, it is a stall. The trousers are a light gray inferior suit trousers, and a pair of travel shoes with a little crocodile mouth on the feet, which is a typical migrant worker's dress. Moreover, Ding Shichen also felt that the T-shirt was a little familiar, like the one Fan Fei had worn. Because there is a patch on the right waist, which is very eye-catching. Fan Fei also had an identical T-shirt before. Although it was bought on the stall, it also cost dozens of yuan, so Fan Fei cherished it. Unexpectedly, one day, the nail cap that suddenly ran out of the table of the classmate in the back seat was broken, which made Fan Fei very distressed and reluctant to throw it away. He simply spent two yuan to make a patch. It's just that the patch clothes are too eye-catching in the current city, so after Fan Fei wore it for a while, he never wore this dress again.

"Shichen, maybe we have to learn from Fan Fei, save some money, and don't be too ostentatious. Yesterday, my mother said something to me - you can't be poor in food, you can't be poor in clothes, and you won't be poor for a lifetime. When I saw the patch on Fan Fei's clothes today, I remembered my mother's words. I wondered if we should also learn financial management, and we have to learn to save money at the worst.

After the big patch on Fan Fei's shoes was found by Xu Jing, she sighed at Ding Shichen in private.

Since then, Xu Jing, who was originally dressed in swaggery clothes, has been restrained for several months, and Ding Shichen, who was originally low-key, has become more simple. Although he won't wear patch clothes like Fan Fei, at least he won't wear brand-name goods that are too obvious.

After recognizing this T-shirt, Ding Shichen looked at his uncle's face carefully and found that he didn't look like Fan Fei, especially his thick lips, which didn't look like Fan Fei at all. However, the uncle's nose is still a little similar to Fan Fei's, and the thick eyebrows are the same as Fan Fei's.

Look at people first, then carefully look at their clothes, and finally look carefully at their faces. This is the habit of most county residents, so that they can judge the general identity of the other party, and Ding Shichen is no exception.

And when she saw the uncle's face, she was more sure.

At this time, the uncle also felt that someone around him was looking at him, so he raised his head and smiled at Ding Shichen, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth smoked by smoke.

Ding Shichen almost fainted, not because of that yellow tooth, but because of the uncle's naive smile, which is the same as Fan Fei's naive smile when he occasionally pretended to be stupid...

"Uncle, are you here to find Fan Fei?"

Ding Shichen, who was shocked by this smile, asked this sentence, and then came to his senses, and a red glow suddenly flew on his face.

She obviously felt that she was too careful and reacted too keenly, which made her feel a little ashamed.

But Ding Shichen, who was so careful, couldn't imagine what her care would bring her at this moment.

Personality determines attitude. Most of the time, because of different personalities, everyone will deal with emergencies differently, which will bring different waves and turning points to life. As the saying goes, personality determines fate.

"Oh, how do you know?" After listening to Ding Shichen's guess, the uncle opened his eyes wide and his face was full of incredible expression.

"Uh... I'm Fan Fei's classmate. I think you look very similar to him. It should be his father, right? Ding Shichen settled down and asked with a smile.

The uncle was shocked by this sentence again. He opened his mouth and looked at Ding Shichen in a daze. It took him a long time to recover.

He quickly put the cigarette butt under the sole of his right foot, stepped on it vigorously, and then stood up and sighed, "Good boy, the children in the city are smart, more accurate than fortune teller! Yes, I'm Feifei's father.

This is Fan Zhiran, Fan Fei's father, a farmer who has been digging for most of his life in the field, but he has a rather bookable name, which has to be said to be a little ironic.

When Ding Shichen heard the word "flying", he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then smiled, as if he had heard a funny joke.

Fan Zhiran also looked at Ding Shichen and smiled for a while, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

"Is Feifei still obedient at school?" After laughing for a while, Fan Zhiran asked slowly.

"Well, he has always been a good student with good grades." Ding Shichen hesitated for a moment and answered the question slightly.

"Oh, then I'm relieved."

Fan Zhiran had a smile on his face and talked to Ding Shichen casually. It's just that when he looked at Ding Shichen, his eyes were occasionally a little sharp.

Like Hai Dongqing casually hovering in the sky, he found a rabbit in the grass.

Na Dexing is exactly the same as Fan Fei.

It's worthy of being a father and son.

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("Bing Ling Yumo" classmate, you strongly asked me to write the chapter of "Father and Son" in the post... Well, do you think this chapter "Father and Son" is okay?

Let's despise Binger together...)