Father Riding on a Tree Branch
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It rained heavily that night when my father ran away from home. Dull thunder rolled from the sky and suddenly exploded overhead. I vaguely heard my mother and father arguing in the bedroom again. Although I couldn't hear what the quarrel was about, I could definitely feel the terrifying atmosphere where they wanted to strangle each other to death. I pushed my brother. He slept like a little dead pig, snoring lightly. Through the lightning that lit up from time to time through the window, I saw a stream of saliva flowing from his mouth to the pillow, and the left side of his cheek was soaked in saliva. I pushed him hard, and when the snoring stopped, he raised his leg and kicked me hard. I lay in his ear and said: Mom is quarreling with dad. He still had his eyes closed: Noise, don't bother me, I was eating candy just now. I said: Go out and take a look. As long as he shows up, he will definitely make mother and father feel a little guilty. My brother stared at me: Why don't you go?
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