When he was six years old, he ran across seven field ridges barefoot and handed his perfect score paper to his father. The father didn't even raise his head: "Don't get the paper dirty."
When he was twelve years old, he was blocked in an alley by gangsters in a county junior high school and took out the only twelve yuan he had. Later, he used the twelve yuan to win back one month's living expenses.
At the age of fifteen, when the results of the high school entrance examination were released, he helped his brother who failed to get his diploma. The graduation certificate has been pressed at the bottom of the box for more than ten years.
At the age of twenty, he went against his father's will for the first time and applied for the University of Finance and Economics. My father was silent all summer, but on the first day of school, the money from selling the calf was still thrust into his hand.
At the age of twenty-four, he passed the national examination and entered the system. My father said on the phone, "Yeah. Don't offend anyone."
At the age of twenty-five, he became the youngest middle-level cadre in the overall situation. In the same year, he volunteered to become the youngest village first secretary in the county.
At the age of twenty-seven, he became the youngest model worker in the city.
At the age of twenty-eight, he returned from his stay in the village. Looking back at the journey, at every critical node, someone helped him at the critical moment. Someone pushed him forward and kept him where he was; someone stretched out his hand to catch him when he was about to fall.
He wrote them down.
More importantly, it was written to my father. The taciturn man pushed him far away with a pole, a calf and the standard of never exceeding fifty yuan, but left himself in the mountains.
He waited for twenty-eight years, but still didn't get that sentence. But he knows that some compliments never need to be said out loud
He is still waiting for some compliments, even just once
Just once!
