我的老爸,唉,实在太抠门了。一次,我的草稿纸用完了,向老爸要买草稿本的钱。他不但没有给我钱,还指着书房说:“书房里有,自己去拿吧!”我欣喜若狂,以猎犬般的速度冲向书房。我在书房里翻翻找找,根本没有看见草稿本的踪影,唯一有点像草稿本的就是一大叠以前打印的A4纸资料。这时老爸正要去厨房倒水,路过书房,被我叫住了:“哪儿有草稿纸啊?” My dad, alas, it’s too stingy. Once, my scratch paper ran out, to the dad to buy draft script money. He not only did not give me money, but also pointed to the study said: “study, there to go get it!” I am ecstatic, hound-like speed rushed to the study. I looked through the study, did not see the sketch of the draft, the only thing like a draft is a large stack of previously printed A4 paper. At this time, my dad was about to go to the kitchen to pour water, passed the study, and was stopped by me: “Where’s the scratch paper?”