Looking back, recalling the past

As the sun was setting and the evening breeze was blowing, I sat in the car home and thought about the exam again.
“Think of your father as a genius in physics and chemistry. Where like you, you are getting farther and farther away from each other! _ At the dinner table, listening to my physics exam results, my father began to talk and recall that year. “But you haven’t been admitted to college yet.” The younger brother sneered aside. “How can that be calculated? Your father and I didn’t have enough money to go to college. Dad quickly said, “It was hard to get into college at that time!” Your father and I are poor in Chinese and English. When it comes to math, physics and chemistry, the head teacher has to raise his thumb to give a bar. After that, Dad’s face darkened, and then he said, “My head teacher is a good teacher, but it’s a pity that he’s not here now. When I was a child, my family was poor and I had no money to buy draft paper, which was given by the head teacher. There was a stack of books for me. With that, Dad compared.
Whenever I hear Dad mention his head teacher, Dad always shows a strange look, like missing, like sad, like recalling, I think, Dad really met a good teacher!
I asked, “Dad, didn’t you say you had participated in the Olympic Mathematics Competition?” My father’s sense of pride, which I still remember, “Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I won the second prize.” “What level of competition is this? For example, town-level, county-level? I went on to ask.
“City-level competition.” Dad paused for a moment and said, “I remember the first time I stayed in a hotel in my life. That Olympics question was so difficult that I got four right on ten courses.” Dad laughed wildly.
“Yes, that’s the second prize.” The younger brother couldn’t help it again, and said disdainfully.
“There are many people who can’t do it together! There are more than a dozen contestants in our town, and only one of them won the prize.” Dad said with some seriousness, and my brother snorted silently.
The air gradually quieted down, as if nothing had been said. My father suddenly asked, “Do you know why I couldn’t learn in the first year of junior high school, and came up in the second year of junior high school?”
My brother and I shook our heads.
“That’s because in the second year of junior high school, I had a fight with my deskmate. He started first, but he studied better than me. We had a hard fight. Later, you should guess how the teacher punished him. He was fine, but I was taught a lesson. The younger brother echoed, “That’s right, who don’t hit you?”
Dad’s tone was obviously excited by the integral: “Since then, I have been studying desperately. The poor foundation of Chinese and English is not enough. I can only learn mathematics and physics. I depend on these doors and work until the first in my class!”
I asked, “Why don’t you ask the teacher to help you with your English and Chinese? Should be OK!” “They all volunteered to help me, but it was no use. I remember that English teacher was a girl who just graduated!” After that, somehow, Dad’s face darkened again.
“Then you’re really upsetting the little girl!” The younger brother rushed to say. “Who said no?” Dad answered, but he didn’t speak any more.
Perhaps, I understand a little, parents expect us. That old dream, now only rely on us. I know that on my way of learning, I will never walk alone. Behind me, they are!