I was 8 years old when my parents divorced.

My mother did not ask for my custody rights, so I began to live with my father.

My grandparents passed away early, and the only property they left to my father was this two-bedroom house.

After graduating from junior high school, my father worked around to support himself. When he divorced his mother, he delivered newspapers in the morning and express delivery during the day.

It was summer vacation, and I had no one to take care of, so I sat on the crossbar of his bicycle and ran with him through the streets and alleys of the city.

Being with dad is always a joy.

When the car was going uphill, he would stand up, push hard, and shout slogans. When it was time to go downhill, he didn't notify me, suddenly accelerated, and rushed down steadily from the top of the high slope. I screamed and cheered.

Our favorite was a collection of jokes in the Saturday newspapers. Dad was reading and I was laughing.

When he couldn’t control his laughter, he would tickle me. We laughed while making trouble, and the whole street echoed with the laughter of our father and daughter.

When my father drove me to deliver express delivery, he would ask me to deliver small items upstairs. I went upstairs and he was checking his watch downstairs.

This is how I was trained to break the school record in the 100 meters in elementary school.

As for him, when he sees the garbage bags placed by others at the door, he helps to take them down every time.

After I entered the third grade, my father cooked breakfast for me every day, but he asked me to cook dinner. He was so easy-going and picky about the food I cooked. If it's too salty or too light, if it's too soupy or too little, if it's raw or cooked, you can always pick out the bones from the eggs.

I said impatiently: "Dad, go to the school and ask, how many children in the school can cook like me?"

As a result, he said: "Dad, no The money will send you to a specialty class. This is your specialty. The master will bring you in, and you have to work hard."

In this way, I was trained by my father to become a primary school student with excellent cooking skills.

No matter how late the express delivery is every day, my father will come home on time at 5:30 in the evening and have dinner with me.

At the dinner table, he would tell me about the various people and things he encountered while delivering express delivery, and he would also listen to what happened to me at school.

It was probably when I was in fifth grade. Once, my father invited some friends home for dinner and asked me to cook.

His friends were extremely envious when they saw me standing on a small bench cooking up a table of dishes for everyone.

What do you think my dad said?

He said that no matter what difficulties his daughter encounters in the future, as long as she can eat well, she will be able to get through it.

He also said that when he comes home every day and sees his daughter putting the dishes on the table, he feels that our life is not much different from that of gods.

It turns out that my father was not forcing me to learn to cook, but teaching me to face life.

That day, facing the envious eyes of those uncles and looking at the arrogant expression on my father’s face, I felt full of accomplishment.

It feels like in the future life, nothing difficult can easily defeat me.

My father has very high requirements for my cooking skills, but he is very relaxed about my study.

Especially when I occasionally did not do well in the exam, he would say: "I don't blame you. Dad is a junior high school student and can't help you. If you can pass, you are already a proud ancestor."

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For some reason, the more he said this, the more it made me want to study hard.

Not for myself, but to let my father know that his genes are not bad at all.

From elementary school to high school, my grades were always among the top ten in my grade.

When someone compliments me, my father will say very humbly: "Xinxin is up to her mother."

In fact, since my parents divorced, my mother rarely comes back to visit. I.

During the summer vacation of my second year in junior high school, my mother suddenly came back to find me and asked my father to take back my custody rights.

She has not had any more children in these years.

She said that if I went to Shenzhen with her, her current husband’s future family business would be mine.

I refused without waiting for my father to express his opinion.

Unexpectedly, my father tried his best to persuade me to let my mother and I go to Shenzhen.

He said: "You go there for a month before making a decision."

I expressed my vehemence that I didn't want to go.

But my father, who usually obeys me, acted extremely tough at that moment: "You have to go even if you go, and you have to go if you don't go. This matter is related to your future and destiny, and there is no discussion."< /p>

No matter how much laughter I usually have with my father, at critical moments, I am afraid of him in my heart.

So, I could only pack my luggage. On the day we left, my father left for work early.

The moment the plane took off, my heart felt like it had been robbed, empty and numb.

My mother’s home in Shenzhen is very large and very well decorated.

She and my uncle took me to eat in high-end restaurants, bought me a lot of clothes, and took me to visit their factories.

In the evening, my uncle went out to socialize, and my mother gave me "classes" throughout the whole process.

"His family fortune will allow you to enjoy life and drink hot food without any struggle in your life."

"Don't you have a deep relationship with your dad? Then you can coax him well." This stepfather, the family property will be yours from now on. When the time comes, you can be filial to your father however you want.”

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I am very glad that I am 14 years old and in Sanguan. I saw that kind of world when I was already molded by my father.

I think if my mother had taken me to live with her as soon as she got divorced, then I might have become like her, a person who plays tricks on others, dislikes poverty and loves wealth.

I stayed in Shenzhen for less than half a month, and I cooked delicious food for them every now and then. Every meal was different, and they ate it with praise. My mother even felt that I had been successfully conquered by her.

In fact, I just want to prove to them that I was raised well by my father.

The night before I left, I announced my decision to go home the next day at the dinner table.

Both mother and uncle were shocked.

I said: "I have been to Shenzhen, but I prefer living with my dad. I can't live without my dad. I can't wait another day. I must go back tomorrow."

< p> After hearing what I said, my uncle looked very ugly, and my mother cried with anger.

The next day, my mother drove me to the airport and scolded me all the way.

They say that I am blessed and will not enjoy it. They say that like my father, I am suitable to be a poor man in this life.

When she scolded me, I didn’t talk back.

Because my father told me more than once that she was pregnant in October and had a hard time giving birth to me.

But when she said daddy, she offended the part of me that wanted to defend the most.

"Please don't bring trouble to my dad. He is the most manly man in the world." When I said this, I clenched my fists tightly.

My mother glanced at me in the rearview mirror and said nothing during the whole process.

As soon as I got off the plane, I couldn’t wait to take a taxi and rush to my father’s company.

After I found out that he was going to deliver the express, I went to the jurisdiction where he was delivering the package to look for him. When he saw me, he held me in his arms and said, "I knew you would come back, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

That night, for the first time, my father bought a few bottles of beer. To celebrate my return.

I asked him: "Aren't you afraid that I will really leave and never come back?" Seeing glory and wealth, what if you blame me one day in the future, but I believe from the bottom of my heart that you will come back.”

Then, my father’s eyes became redder: “Daughter, when you are not at home, Dad was more panicked than losing the express delivery. He came home every day and felt empty."

I helped him fill up the beer and said, "Dad, when I said no to my mother, I felt so empty. "Bright, I am still the most like you, and I most hope that I will be as strong-minded as you throughout my life." As I grow up, I feel more and more that it is not enough for me to be the only one in my father's life. .

Once, I said to him: "You can't be alone for me. If there is a suitable one, you should consider it."

Who knew he said: " You don’t know your dad very well. You are the most important person around him, but if he really meets someone he likes, he will definitely not miss it.”

Others introduced him to him in those years. There are other women, but none of them are mentioned.

When I was a junior in college, my father fell in love.

The other party’s surname is Liu, an accountant of a private company, divorced, and has a 9-year-old girl.

Not long after my father was delivering express in the newly opened streets, he lost Aunt Liu’s package. When discussing compensation on the phone, Aunt Liu refused. She said: "It's just a box of children's snacks, and everyone eats them the same."

The father, who has been single for many years, was first impressed by this character, and then was knocked down by the gentle voice on the phone.

He insisted on buying a new box of snacks to deliver to Aunt Liu. And from now on, every time my father made delicious food, he would give them a portion.

Slowly, Aunt Liu accepted her father's pursuit. The second spring in his life came like this.

He asked me: "Daughter, what do you think?"

I said: "Lao Yu, congratulations, I have been looking forward to this day for a long time."

The summer after I graduated from college, my dad got married.

He and Aunt Liu are in harmony and very happy, and the little sister of the aunt's family also likes this stepfather very much.

He is a rare good father in this world. Although our family's conditions are not good, he taught me independence in his own way and gave me the most special wealth.

May God bless my father, keep him healthy and happy, and give me more time to honor him.

[Source | Liu Xiaonian who wrote the story]

(Due to the length of the original article, I made some deletions. I would like to express my gratitude to the author Liu Xiaonian!)