A new house.

Unfinished new house.

The father and son wore hats made of newspapers and painted the wall with brushes.

The original wall would fall into a ball of dust. When my father didn't want his lungs to fight against these dust in the future, he gritted his teeth and bought good quality paint and led his eight-year-old son to be a temporary painter.

"Do it yourself to make enough food and clothing."

The child happily put on his hat and picked up the brush.

He was only curious about this new house of more than 80 square meters, and he was not as satisfied and delighted as his father. He finally had a house.

For him, the temporary painter was as novel and interesting as playing, and it was no different from playing on a pile of sand.

The floor of the house is covered with cheap plastic leather, which is ugly.

Even an eight-year-old child felt ugly.

Of course, the father of the child cannot bear it.

"It's better not to paste the ragged thing. Isn't this a waste of money and a trouble for us? It's shoveling!"

The father slapped the table and shouted loudly, and the son immediately took action and poked the plastic ground with a shovel.

At first, the child thought it would be more fun than painting the wall, but soon he discovered that these ugly plastic skins were not as easy to shovel off as they imagined.

The glue is very tight, and he needs to use all his strength to shovel it repeatedly for a long time to get rid of such a small piece.

The newspaper's hat was soaked with sweat, and then it was decisively kneaded into a ball by their father and son and threw it into the corner.

After four days of busyness, the walls were painted and the plastic skin on the living room floor was shoveled out. The plastic skin on the room and balcony were too lazy to shovel.

In fact, the main reason is that my father was planning the poor little money in his passbook and could not afford to buy ceramic tiles to cover the whole house. However, new ceramic tiles on the living room floor might have to ask someone to borrow dozens of dollars.

"Let's do this first. You can see people when you stick tiles in the living room. Sooner or later, you will need to decorate them. Then, you will be ready." After the father finished speaking, he explained, "Chen Li, adjust the TV, Aunt Fang will come over to play later."

On the eve of New Year in 1990, the father and son lived in their new house.

This is a time to celebrate.

But Chen Li had no idea about the significance of the new house. He felt that it was bigger than the small dormitory in the past, but he did not think there was anything wrong with the small dormitory.

What made him happy was that there were many flowers, plants and trees in the Xinjia community.

He likes flowers, plants and trees because he can use a stick as a sword and sweep it at will. He waves the stick and sweeps the flowers, and the broken leaves, petals, and branches that have suddenly broken.

Everything was so satisfying his desire to destroy.

Of course, he actually prefers watching TV at home.

But every time Aunt Fang comes to play, Chen Li's father will sleep very early and urge him to go to bed early.

So every time Chen Li came to Aunt Fang's house, he would go downstairs to play. Even if he came home very late, he would not be scolded by his father, because when he went back, his father must have slept in the room with Aunt Fang.

Chen Li sat alone on the wooden stool in the living room.

There is no furniture in the new house, and it can be described as almost all over the house. There is a yellow cabinet in the living room, and the small one can barely hold a 21-inch TV.

There was no sofa, so I could only sit on a few neatly arranged wooden stools to watch TV.

A handsome singer is singing and dancing on TV.

‘I can’t finish loving you, I can always...’

Chen Li likes the hairstyles of celebrities on TV and this song very much.

Although he didn't understand what love was, he felt that it seemed to be a wonderful thing that everyone longed for and was very difficult to get.

Songs sing about love, love, love breakup...

Chen Li's interest in the sacred and mysterious word love is becoming increasingly strong.

This year, the most memorable thing Chen Li remembers is a movie called "If You Are Loved" by Aaron Kwok.

In the play, Andy Lau drove a motorcycle while wiping the blood that kept flowing out of his nose, carrying Wu Qianlian in a white wedding dress on the road, which was deeply imprinted in Chen Li's mind.

‘Love should be like this…’

Chen Li thought so in his little head.

At this time, he already understood that what his father and Aunt Fang were doing in the room was a couple and a lover. He also vaguely understood that his father betrayed his mother and betrayed love. Although he did not have a strong longing for his mother at this moment, he still felt that his father had done this wrong, which was very wrong.
Chapter completed!