"Go away, don't make trouble. What do you know? It was designed, supervised and built by myself. It is impossible and absolutely impossible to make mistakes. " The young people under construction were arrogant and vowed that they were not looking at them because they were too serious.

He has his stories, he has his ideas, and he can't be told.

"Ouch, the young people are so crazy now. I really think that if you learn something in books and understand some superficial knowledge, you can understand the wisdom of our ancestors and the crystallization of our predecessors?"

Several people can make fun of each other's internal problems, but obviously they need to be consistent. To the outside world, Lao Zhang took a stride and pointed to his nose to satirize him. No matter who he was, he scolded him first.

"That's not true, young man. I'll bet you fifty years of experience as a bricklayer." Lao Zhao stopped Lao Zhang's head, and then looked at him attentively without giving in.

"How can we make mistakes? I'm joking. That's QH's top student. You guys, go away." Another voice of opposition rang out, which was the so-called helper of "brother Li". Before Li Ge spoke, he took the lead to reprimand several people in front of him, which was quite a mean of pretending to be a tiger.

Well, doesn't this person know rainy night? Maybe, otherwise how dare he be so presumptuous?

"How can you make a mistake? It's written in the book, you..." when he looked up and saw that the people who were talking to him were actually brothers and sisters on a rainy night, he felt a chill rush to his head from the bottom of his feet, and his heart quickly stopped, closed his mouth and did not speak, but he still firmly believed in his heart.

There was a sense of heroism and persistence between his eyebrows. His fists clenched and disagreed with other people's views. However, the equipment on his body was a bit tattered, only emitting bronze luster. There was still some gap with Lao Zhang tou and others.

"No, it's not right. You have to do this and that." Seeing how he looked like this, Lao Zhao could not help but think of his apprenticeship, so he moved to take over the equipment he had put down and was ready to demonstrate it to him.

When Mr. Zhao grasped these tools and began to build, he felt some strange feelings in his heart, and his eyes were filled with tears. In his memory, the profession of bricklayer has always been inherited by father and son. To his generation, it is the third generation. At the moment when he grasped the tile knife, his father's words of the year came to his mind.

At his age, it is not easy to think of his father, and the feeling in his heart is even more unspeakable...

although the young people are very angry and unwilling to let him interfere with their own buildings and design, they dare not speak or resist because of the power of the demon king and the terror they have seen with their own eyes.

Only let Lao Zhao head ravage the goddess in his heart and spoil the dream in his heart.

Oh, I'm sorry. There's only so much I can say and do. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. The designer apologized to the building silently in his heart, looking depressed and depressed. This shows the importance of the building in his mind and his persistence in architecture.

The consciousness in my mind can't help but drift to that night many years ago:

"son, when you grow up, dad will teach you all the skills of his life, will you?" The kind old father looked at his six-year-old and said with his eyes shining.

"Dad, I don't want to be a bricklayer. I want to be a scientist. I want to earn a lot of money." Children's tender voice resounds through the whole warm family.

"Well, if our Hao'er has a promising future, he should not be a bricklayer." The mother's voice sounded in time.

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"Li Hao, why are you so poor in this semester's examination? Next time, if it's so bad, I'll go to work with Laozi to earn money. " In those years, the Bricklayer's benefit was not very good, and the smile on his father's face became less and less.

"Dad, I want to study, you don't care about me, I will certainly have a future." When he was a teenager, he was in a rebellious period, holding a breath in his heart. He looked down on his father's career in his heart. He wanted a different life and a different job.

His grades have been very good, he has always been the top of the class, and even won the first place several times. However, it seems that he will never get the praise of his father, or even a word of encouragement. Why does he want to ask? But never had a chance to ask.

"Lao Li, isn't the result very good? What's wrong with you. " The voice of mother's care came.

"What do you know? Get out of here." Father picked up the bottle of inferior wine in front of him and took a sip of it, and let out a curse.

Li Hao did not understand, how could his father become so? Why did he turn out to be the one he hated the most?

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he studied hard and worked hard to avoid becoming a father.

"Hao'er, come home. Your father has been talking about you." Since entering the University, Li Hao has basically the ability to support himself, has not been home for three years.

"Mm-hmm." Gently nodded, Li Hao then hung up the phone, he did not want to see that person.But he didn't know at that time that his mother only said that his father thought about himself, but she didn't want to... But at that time, he didn't realize that...

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"go home and have a look, your father misses you very much." This has no idea how many times Li Hao received such a call, his reaction is still very calm, nodded to say yes, but never went back.

After graduation, he entered the company as he wished, and with a high salary, he sent money home on time, but he never entered the house.

Until one day, mother's phone rang again.

"Hao'er, your father and I are all right. Don't worry. You must take good care of yourself outside." His mother's words were very short and plain, so that he could not hear anything unusual.

Mm-hmm. after he replied, he continued to work.

Only an hour later, however, he received the last call he wanted to get through.

"Dad, what's the matter?" The father had not cried out for a long time, and bitterness rose in his heart.

"Is it the eldest son of the Li family? Your father and your mother are rescuing. Please come, the address is... "

Dong, the sound of the telephone landing rings.

He had been organizing the language before, and all kinds of thoughts appeared in his mind. He didn't know how to face his father. However, he heard such bad news. His mind was in a blank at that time, and he couldn't extricate himself from it.

When he arrived at the hospital, what he saw were two cold bodies, relatives already separated by Yin and Yang.

That day was the darkest day of his life and the day when he received the most comments.

When he had finished dealing with his parents' affairs and his family's affairs, he sat by his parents' graves, pondering over the years' affairs and the comments given by the villagers. What did he seem to understand? Understood the mother's words, understood the father's intention, understood oneself this unfilial son to do all.

His father just wanted a successor, just... And his mother just wanted a family reunion.

Sobbing silently...

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