Jiang Tang ran into Ouyang and his elderly grandmother when he was sending off to the first grade of junior high school. They lived in the Huayuan Community across the street. That area was a low-rent housing used by the government to accommodate the widowed and lonely elderly. It only cost 50 yuan a month. , water and electricity are free, and life is convenient, but the building is old and the environment is not as good as that of a residential building.
Under the dappled sunlight, Ouyang's thin body was carrying two leather bags, which were full of sweet potatoes.
The bag was nothing to a grown man, but it almost weighed down his little back.
"Yangyang, grandma, let's recite."
Ouyang didn't speak, and shook his head silently.
The old man sighed, took out his handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and followed him staggeringly.
The shadow of the tree swayed after the light. His hands had long been worn out by the hard bags, and his eyes were full of toughness.
Suddenly, Ouyang looked over with awareness, and his eyes collided with the two of them.
Noticing the school uniform on the first day of junior high school, the old man said affectionately: "Yangyang, he and you are from the same school."
On the first day of junior high school, he looked hesitant, and said slowly: "Grandma, I am in the same class as Ouyang."
"Hello, hello." The old man was amiable, and when he heard that it was Ouyang, he immediately rolled his eyes with a smile, "I'm still worried that Yangyang has no friends, this kid is not very talkative."
She was very happy, and pulled the bag on Ouyang's body, and took out a crumpled cloth bag from her arms. There were a few pieces of small change wrapped in the cloth bag, which was roughly estimated to be only more than eighty yuan. She took out the largest ten yuan Throwing it to Ouyang, he bent down and picked up the bag on the ground, "Hurry up and go to school with your classmates, don't be late again, your teacher told me about it before."
"It's still early." Ouyang pursed his lips, "Two steps are not far away."
"Go, go, take the money and eat something good at noon, and grandma will cook fish for you at night."
She waved her hand, turned and staggered away.
Among the pedestrians coming and going, her short and vicissitudes figure quickly blended into it, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Ouyang glanced at the two of them, held the money and walked towards the school without saying anything.
Chuyi blinked, and suddenly broke away from Jiang Tang's hand: "Mom, I'll go to school by myself."
Jiang Tang froze for a moment: "Can you?"
"Yes." Chu nodded, "I don't need to pick me up at night, bye, Mom."
Chong Jiangtang waved his hand, Chu trotted away.
She frowned and smiled again.
It really was the right decision to move out, and I became lively and active on the first day of junior high school.
Accompanied by the chirping of insects and birds, the students gathered in unison to the school.
On the first day of junior high school, he quickly caught up with Ouyang. He ran too fast, and his breath was slightly unsteady. After taking a few breaths, Chu Yi looked at his new deskmate, "Student Ouyang, let's be friends from now on."
Ouyang was expressionless.
"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your agreement." Chu Yi tilted his head, reached out and gently tugged at his sleeve.
This action immediately made Ouyang frown, he threw away the first day of junior high school, disgusted to look at him: "Go away, who wants to be friends with you!"
Ouyang snorted coldly, and ran into the school with his schoolbag.
Chu Yi, who was pushed and fell to the ground, looked stunned. He opened his mouth and murmured slightly as he watched the voice running away: "You can't hit people..."
Biting his lips on the first day of junior high school, he slowly got up in the sight of other students.
He patted the dirt off his body, and a voice that hadn't appeared for a long time suddenly sounded in his mind.
[You don't want to be friends with that kind of person. ]
On the first day of junior high school, she pulled the strap of her schoolbag: "If I don't have friends, my mother will be sad."
[Mom doesn't love you, how can you be sad? ]
The first day of the junior high school frowned: "A Wu, I don't like it when you say that."
[Then let's try it out, once you do something wrong, your mother will teach you like Liang Shen! ]
He didn't speak, and returned to the class with his head down and lonely.
Ouyang was in his seat as if nothing had happened. He raised his eyebrows when he came in on the first day of the new year. When he was about to take his seat, a mischievous light flashed in Ouyang's eyes. He smiled narrowly, and his feet under the table Slightly hook against the stool.
There was only a bang, and the first day of the junior high school fell to the ground unprepared.
Suddenly, the children in the same class burst into laughter.
I have never encountered such a thing in the first year of junior high school. In the past, the students in the school were very well-educated and knew more about etiquette. As long as they behaved a little too much, they would be reprimanded by the teacher. Like now, this kind of stool hooking has never happened.
He was not angry either, and got up from the ground again, with a serious face: "Student Ouyang, you can't do this."
"What did I do?"
"You bully people."
"Which eye of yours saw me bullying?"
On the first day of the lunar new year, he clenched his fist and continued, "You must apologize to me."
"The devil apologizes to you."
On the first day of junior high school, I lowered my eyelashes, and my eyes were full of disappointment.
At this time, there was a ringing sound in the classroom, and the sound of Teacher Li's footsteps was just outside the door. The frolicking students immediately stopped laughing and sat obediently in their seats.
Only the first day did not move.
He looked at Teacher Li on the podium and slowly raised his hand.
"What's wrong, Lin Chuyi."
Pointing at Ouyang on the first day of the lunar new year, he said, "He hooked my stool and still hasn't apologized."
Teacher Li put down the book, a little helpless: "Ouyang, why is it you again?"
Ouyang didn't speak.
"stand up."
He stood up quickly, his spine straight.
"Apologize to Lin Chuyi."
Ouyang reluctantly: "I'm sorry."
The first day of the junior high school breathed a sigh of relief, and her small face became gentle and clean again, "I forgive you, you can't behave like this in the future, it's not good."
Seeing that the matter was resolved satisfactorily, Teacher Li felt a lot more relaxed, "Okay, let's all sit down, let's start class."
Ouyang didn't move, and when he saw that Chuyi was about to take a seat, he kicked the stool away with lightning speed, and Chuyi fell again.
The whole class couldn't hold back the second laugh.
On the first day of junior high school, he was completely stunned, unable to even say a word.
Teacher Li's face was flushed. Lin Chu could tell at a glance that his family background was unusual. If he offended him, who would he talk to? Looking at this Ouyang again, she is either late or absent from class every day, or bullies other students, and her studies are not good, which makes her worry every day.
"Ouyang, go out and stand for me!"
He glanced at the first grade of junior high school, and left the class through the back door nonchalantly.
On the day of the first day of junior high school, he was thrown three times, and he was not able to walk steadily after school. What made him even more puzzled was that other children called him a "little traitor", a small traitor who gave a small report to the teacher.
He is in a bad mood.
Obviously Ouyang did something wrong to bully his classmates, so what's wrong with him telling the teacher
[You can't make friends. ]
"Why?"
[Your behavior is called an informer, and they don't like people like you. ]
"I'm just telling the truth."
[On the first day of junior high school, some truths cannot be told. ] A Wu said [No matter in school or out of school, this is an eternal law. ]
On the first day of the junior high school, he tugged on the strap of his shoulder bag: "Then he made a mistake, so I can't tell?"
[It is his fault that he made a mistake, and it is your fault that you accuse him in front of so many classmates. On the first day of junior high school, if you are so honest, you will be bullied. ]
"... I'm not afraid of being bullied."
He is right, no one can bully him.
In his ear, Ah Wu smiled lightly, and he said: "You are my younger brother, I will not let anyone bully you, if they dare, I will kill them."
kill them.
killed…
I was a little irritable on the first day of junior high school, and I couldn't help speeding up my pace.
He doesn't like Ah Wu being so violent, and he doesn't like him talking about death all the time, but all his starting points are for his own good. If he complains and is dissatisfied, it will hurt Ah Wu's heart. He doesn't want to hurt Ah Wu has a heart, and he doesn't want to hurt anyone...
When approaching the door of the house, Chuyi saw a familiar car parked on the side of the road.
Before he could react, the two little bean dings ran towards him in unison.
"elder brother!"
Qianqian threw herself full.
"Brother!"
Liang Shen also hugged her with a blushing face.
On the first day of the lunar new year, he was slightly taken aback: "Why are you here?"
"I miss my brother..." Liang Qian's eyes turned red immediately, and she hugged Chuyi tightly, she felt wronged, "My brother is not here, Qianqian is so sad..."
Touching her soft hair on the first day of the junior high school, she smiled gently, "I'm sorry, my brother just arrived at the new school, so he didn't even call Qianqian."
"Father won't let Qianqian disturb brother, but he misses you so much that he can't sleep well even thinking about it." Qianqian pursed her mouth, and tears fell drop by drop.
Although he had only moved out for a few days, it seemed like he hadn't seen his sister cry for a long time, so he couldn't help but find it funny, so he burst out laughing, "There's nothing to cry about."
While speaking, an old voice came from behind.
"Isn't this Yangyang's classmate?"
On the first day of the lunar new year, he turned his head and saw an old woman pushing a roasted sweet potato cart, followed by Ouyang with a gloomy expression.
Thinking of what happened at school during the day, his smile on the first day of junior high school immediately faded, he nodded slightly, and said politely: "Hello, grandma." After a pause, "Hello, Ouyang."
Qianqian tugged on the sleeves of the first grader, blinked her big eyes: "Is it my brother's classmate?"
"Well, this is Ouyang, this is Ouyang's grandmother."
Liang Qian bit her finger and looked at the two curiously.
Ouyang also looked over.
Under the warm sun, Liang Qian was wearing a pink tutu skirt, which was naturally curled up, and her facial features were as delicate as a doll displayed in a glass cabinet.
Her face was round and round, and her eyes were black and bright, still stained with tears.
Sensing Ouyang's gaze, Liang Qian showed a big smile.
Ouyang froze for a moment, then turned his head away with reddish ears, "Grandma, let's go."
"Brother, what's in this car?"
On the first day of the lunar new year, he touched his sister's head: "Sweet potato."
"I want to eat sweet potatoes..."
When the old man heard this, she took out a hot sweet potato from the oven without saying a word, wrapped it carefully, bent down and handed it to Liang Qian, "Grandma invites you to eat."
When Liang Qian was hesitating whether to accept it or not, Liang Shen at the side suddenly pulled her behind and looked at the steaming sweet potato vigilantly, "Don't eat it, it's dirty."
The last three words and the undisguised look of disgust immediately froze the old man's smile, and finally said: "It's not dirty, grandma washed it very clean."
Liang Qian obediently stood beside her brother with her hands behind her back.
The corner of the old man's mouth trembled slightly, and his hand holding the sweet potato was at a loss. She was embarrassed and didn't know what to do.
At this moment, a pair of small hands took the hot sweet potato, lowered his head and took a bite, his cheeks fluttered, and he smiled slightly: "It's delicious, thank you grandma."
The old man breathed a sigh of relief, "Good boy..."
After he ate a few mouthfuls, he brought it to Liang Qian's mouth. This time, Liang Qian didn't hesitate, and began to take small bites. She smiled and looked at Liang Shen, "Brother, this is so sweet."
Liang Shen snorted disdainfully, and after glancing at Ouyang, he turned his head again, pulling so hard that he couldn't find Bei soon.
"It's really delicious, can I still buy your sweet potatoes next time?"
The old man smiled cheerfully: "If you want to eat, grandma will bake it for you for free, and there is no charge."
"We still have to collect the money, which is worthy of such delicious sweet potatoes." On the first day of the junior high school, he led Liang Qian, "Then let's go first, thank you grandma."
With that said, Chu Yi dragged his sister from left to right and got into the car.
"What a nice boy..."
The old man lives such a big life, and his heart is like a bright mirror. How could he not know that he wanted to find an excuse to help them in the first day of junior high school, but he was concerned about Ouyang's face, so he didn't speak directly. Having said that, I won't be afraid of Ouyang's thinking when I ask her to sell sweet potatoes in the future .
At a young age, he has a fine mind.
"Yangyang." She tremblingly touched Ouyang's head, "You must get along well with your classmates."