A lifetime of IOUs, a lifetime of emotions

When I graduated from college, my father asked relatives and friends and found me a job in my hometown that he thought was quite decent, but I did not hesitate to give up and decided to go outside. That night, I had a deep conversation with my father, describing my ideal ambitions. My father said that my heart was higher than the sky, and my mother wiped her tears from the side, and they all urged me to stay. But I was stubborn and had to "go out."

Father finally asked, "Where did you decide to go?" ”

I thought about it for half a day and shook my head.

The father smoked a low-quality cigarette for a long time, and then said word by word: "Son, dad, you are already an adult, how to go on the road in the future." ”

Father agreed! At that moment, I was grateful for my father's helpless compromise and "support", and silently swore that I would not disappoint my parents!

The next morning, I packed my simple bags, hesitated again and again, and still insisted on asking my father for travel expenses. From elementary school to college, in more than ten years, I don't know how many times I reached out to my father for money, but I always felt that it was all natural, only this time, my heart was particularly weak. I persuaded myself: This is the last time I will reach out to my father for money!

So I timidly went to my father, not wanting to find everywhere in and out of the house. My mother, who was making breakfast, said, "Your father went to the market town early in the morning to find money for you." When you go out, you have two lives and no money. But you also know the situation in our family, in order to find you a job, the family has been hollowed out. Mother said, her cracked hands still scrubbing sweet potatoes in the cold basin of water, and her eyes were red and somewhat puffy. I didn't know how to soothe my mother, so I could only stand with my heart twisted like a knife.

When my father returned, it was already halfway through, and there was a man behind him, who turned out to be a grain seller. The father wants to sell the wheat in the seller. In those years, the harvest was not abundant, the grain was so cheap that my father was reluctant to sell it. But that day, my father sold a few thousand pounds at once and loaded a whole tricycle.

Before I could say anything, my father handed me the 2,000 yuan grain sale money, and I was grateful for the zero, and I couldn't say anything. But to my surprise, my father actually said coldly with a straight face: "Write an IOU, this money is lent to you." You've grown up and it's time for you to take care of yourself! His tone was decisive and unmistakable. I looked at my father stunned, like a stranger, in disbelief. But father had already brought paper and pencil and spread them on the table. My father's inhumanity disappointed me to the extreme, and my heart was full of mixed feelings. I was about to leave home, and my father didn't have a word of blessing or ding, only let me leave a cold IOU!

Annoyed and angry at the same time, I grabbed the pen, wrote down the IOU as fast as possible, and walked away without looking back, tears flowing all over my face, but even more with a lot of energy: we must redeem the IOU as soon as possible, even if it is difficult, let the father see that his son is not a breed!

I drifted to the provincial capital. One day, two days, three days... I was like a headless fly running east and west in this city. Talent markets, street advertisements, newspaper recruitment, do not let go of any hope.

A week later, with one of my own pens, I got a copywriting job at an advertising agency. In my spare time, I did not forget to recharge my batteries, and sometimes articles were published in newspapers and periodicals inside and outside the province. Six months later, I jumped ship to a newspaper. During this time, I only called home twice, and each time I hung up on the excuse of busy work, still full of resentment towards my father.

After paying my first salary at the newspaper office, I went straight home. My father was very surprised by my unexpected return, and asked me repeatedly how I was in the provincial city, what car I took to come back, and whether there was an emergency when I came back... I was distraught to hear it. I was cold and perfunctory, and at the same time solemnly took out 2,000 yuan and asked my father for an IOU.

The father was stunned, then slowly walked inside, opened the box, and took out the brand new IOU from an old book. Before I could stretch out my hand, my father tore the IOU in front of his face, pushed away my 2,000 yuan again, and sat down. He smoked a dry cigarette and said with some sadness: "At that time, when you wrote an IOU, I was also afraid that you would be young and crazy, and give up halfway, forcing you to go forward." The look in your eyes when you left made me feel bad today! To say that you owe, 2000 yuan do you think you can pay off? ”

I blushed. An IOU makes me angry, how can I understand my father's hard heart?

"The city costs a lot, and you keep the money." The best reward a child can give to his parents is to be self-reliant and self-reliant and live a good life! ”

Father said, wiping the corners of his eyes with his thick black hands, which made me suddenly sad. I squatted down and picked up the little pieces of paper on the floor. I want to re-glue it, take it with me at all times, and always remember the long affection contained in this IOU...