My mother said I was poor in health and asked my uncle to arrange a position in our local government several years ago. My uncle was the head leader of the government at that time. I was afraid of him, because he always wore a pair of black sunglasses appearing in front of me. I could not stop shivering every time I saw him. Although I was already sixteen years old at that moment, I was still a timid young girl, and in my opinion, people wearing black and big sunglasses in the streets would allow me to associate them to scoundrels to a certain extent. He always looked very serious and I did not even dare striking a conversation with him. I could imagine how I was afraid of my uncle when I was young. He drove his car, wearing his cheap Oakley sunglasses, came to my house to pick up me to the government to have an interview. He asked me to relax myself and did not be afraid of him when he saw I got a little nervous in his car. After all, he was my uncle, my father’s brother.
My mother passed away when I went to the second grade of junior high school. In order to make up for my lack of maternal love, my father loved me very much. When I said I wanted a pair of sunglasses, he went to a sunglasses store and bought me one. When I said I wanted a pair of Nike shoes, he bought me without hesitation. He tried his best to meet my requirements. I was admitted by the key high school far from home. In order to encourage me, he bought me another pair of cool sunglasses and sent me to the school at the new semester. I boarded in the school and went home for only one time at weekends. One weekend, my father wore a starched suit, a tie and a pair of cheap Versace sunglasses, instead of cooking a delicious meal as usual. He asked shyly “How I look like?” I said that he looked very young and people would call him my brother. We laughed and he hugged me, saying that he would treat me to eat a big meal.
My father and I depended on each other since I was a child. My dad said that in order to save a worker, my mom lost her life in a fire accident in her Arnette sunglasses factory. I was only one year old that year, and I had no memory at that time. I was lack of maternal love in my childhood. So my father tried his best to look after me and satisfy my requirements. I felt he was the best father in the world. One day when I was eleven, my father wore a pair of trendy sunglasses and dresses up himself decently. He looked very young that day, and it was the first time he wore like that since I could remember things. He pulled my hands and took me to a luxury restaurant without telling what the matter was. When we arrived there, a woman wearing a pair of authentic designer sunglasses had been sitting on a chair waiting for us. I suddenly understood everything. I pulled my face and ate silently. My tears fell into the bowl quickly. The woman had to leave embarrassedly. My dad said “I thought you knew me”, and helped me drying my tears.
My father and I depended on each other since I was a child. My dad said that in order to save a worker, my mom lost her life in a fire accident in her Arnette sunglasses factory. I was only one year old that year, and I had no memory at that time. I was lack of maternal love in my childhood. So my father tried his best to look after me and satisfy my requirements. I felt he was the best father in the world. One day when I was eleven, my father wore a pair of trendy sunglasses and dresses up himself decently. He looked very young that day, and it was the first time he wore like that since I could remember things. He pulled my hands and took me to a luxury restaurant without telling what the matter was. When we arrived there, a woman wearing a pair of authentic designer sunglasses had been sitting on a chair waiting for us. I suddenly understood everything. I pulled my face and ate silently. My tears fell into the bowl quickly. The woman had to leave embarrassedly. My dad said “I thought you knew me”, and helped me drying my tears.
My cousin and my sister-in-law had gotten married for six years and they had not given birth to a baby till now. For this reason, my uncle and my aunt disliked my sister-in-law and have prejudice on her. Giving birth to a baby was not a person’s matter and they should not blame her. She had a sunglasses shop and a cloth store in the downtown. She was capable of earning money and many people admired her very much. My uncle and aunt did not think like this, they always said that she was not a good daughter-in-law, because she could not conceive. She did not care about it at all and wore her evidence LV sunglasses every day going out and returning home. She could keep a good mood and smiled in front of us every day. I had never seen her losing her temper. She sang song sometimes and seemed very happy. I understood how she was sad under her sunglasses hut, no matter how she tried her best to cover the sadness. I was her young sister and I could see it very clearly.
