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三年后,我的侄子陈波浪把我自杀的事情写成了小说。其实他并不了解我。1978年我去上大学时他还没出生。他刚到省城读大学时去过我家一次,当时我正跟第二任妻子齐如烟闹离婚。齐如烟扔出一个烟缸差点砸破他的头。她本来想砸我,我早已身经百炼,一闪身,烟缸奔着陈波浪的脑袋去了。我以为他回到老家会渲染齐如烟的刁蛮和我的懦弱。当我在2013年6月14号重新回到老家时,发现整个家族对我的生活一无所知。陈波浪是个守口如瓶的孩子。他在掩饰额头上那片烟缸砸出的瘀紫时也掩盖了我的狼狈。这让我对他深有好感。我不
Three years later, my nephew, Chen Bolang, wrote about my suicide as a novel. In fact, he did not understand me. He was not born yet when I went to college in 1978. He went to my home when I first came to the provincial capital for college, and I was divorcing with my second wife Qi Ruyan. Qi Ruyan threw an ashtray almost smashed his head. She had wanted to smash me, I have long been tempered, a dodge, smoke cylinder running Chen wave of the head went. I thought he would return to his hometown Ren Qi Qi Yan unruly and my cowardice. When I returned to my home on June 14, 2013, I found out that the entire family knew nothing about my life. Chen wave is a tight-lipped child. He covered up my embarrassedness while covering up the stained purple that ashtray on his forehead. This made me feel good about him. I do not