
Last Bite of Noodles
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The first time I go back to my hometown in my memory is when I walk through the messy lights. I followed him in confusion and arrived at my hometown where I would live for seven years. The dazzling light was on the roof. Grandma said it was a light bulb. It was much brighter than the candles in our house. I only called my mother on the first day. After that day, my grandparents didn't seem to want me to mention her, so I chose to be mute. My father's return was a disaster for me. I was afraid, scared, and a little bit looking forward to it. I was afraid that he would come up to me with a wine glass and ask me if I loved my father. I was also afraid that the light would catch me and think it was the kind of milk tea I like to drink. The anxiety of that night lasted for five years. Every time I think of it, I have a dream, a dream of fanning next to my mother. In the year when study was the most stressful, my grandfather lost sight in one eye. At that time, my concept of prices made me think that ten thousand was not much. Until my grandfather chose to give up the surgery for this reason, my father also had a new home and had no extra money to give him. But I remember that my father's betrothal gift was his savings that he had saved for several years, and he was able to perform several operations; he paid off the debt he incurred when he bought a house in the city with full payment, and now the person in the house is his son; there was no money to buy new year's goods during the New Year, so it was my grandma who gave the few beef and mutton to her son... I was shaken. Can reading really repay them? But will they still be alive when I grow up?
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