Zhang Caihongxu was sitting on the edge of the Kang in her parents' room, her toes tapping the ground, ready to stand up at any moment. Mother was also sitting on the edge of the kang from a distance, also tiptoeing, and her face was gray. Caihong's father was sitting on the couch in front of the kang, his face surrounded by clouds of smoke. He was the most commonly smoked "Fu" cigarette in the village.
Zhang Caihong's heart was beating like crazy, soaring, soaring... Every cough or wheeze from her father would make her tremble and make her want to stand up. They have been silent for half the night. Ever since Zhang Caihong told her mother and her mother told her father, the family has been silent like this.
Finally, my father couldn't sit still anymore, stood up suddenly, and slowly sat down again. Then he took a long drag on the cigarette, crushed the handle of the cigarette with the sole of his foot, and stood up slowly.
The father glanced at Zhang Caihong and her daughter with stern eyes, panting heavily, lowering his voice and roaring viciously, "Look at the good things you have done! Look at the good girl you raised! Why don't you die outside?" Caihong looked at her father's eyes that almost bulged out, her heart was twisted into a ball, and she didn't even dare to get angry.
Zhang Caihong's father walked back and forth in front of Caihong, raising and lowering his arms, putting them down and raising them again. Caihong's mother quickly stood up and wanted to protect her daughter. The man who was hesitating finally found someone to vent to.
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