The Father I Did Not Know

Last Saturday evening my cousin and her parents came over to our house for a visit. My father happened to have drunk a lot at the midday meal. However, he strongly believed that without alcohol a meal with my uncle would not be complete in the evening. So they opened a bottle and imbibed again.

In fact, my father is not a habitual drinker. Once he gets drunk, however, things will get messy. That evening, my uncle and my dad indulged in several bottles, toasting each other repeatedly. After the meal, they chatted crazily for almost two hours in the sitting room. Even when my cousin and I stayed in my study with the door closed, they were still within earshot. We could not stand their talk! They were cursing and swearing all the while.

I really hate the moment when my intoxicated father becomes a man that I did not know.

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