Sentences describing the dumb

The battery horn on the car issued a clear female voice: "Selling tofu, authentic brine tofu! Tofu-"

That voice is mine. That old man is my father. Dad is a mute. It was not until I was in my twenties today that I had the courage to put my voice on my father's tofu cart and replace the bronze bell that he had shaken for decades.

When I was two or three years old, I knew how humiliating it was to have a dumb father, so I hated him since I was a child. When I saw some children who were ordered by their mother to buy tofu, but they picked up tofu and ran away without giving money, and my father kept his neck straight and didn't dare to make a sound, I wouldn't catch up with the children and punch him twice like my big brother. I looked at the scene sadly and didn't make a sound. I don't hate that child, only that my father is dumb. I was finally admitted to the university. Father put on the blue jacket sewn by his aunt for the first time on 1979, and sat under the lamp on the early autumn evening of 1992. With a happy expression, he solemnly handed me a stack of tofu-flavored bills and kept "talking" in his mouth.