Brother Le was quick to do things, and Wei Zhiyuan's household registration was soon down, and it fell on Wei Qian's household registration. Now it's no problem to send him to primary school.
It is actually not difficult to feed Wei Zhiyuan, just feed him enough. Wei Zhiyuan will eat everything, not picky eaters, and take the time to absorb all the nutrients he can absorb. In less than half a year, he has grown half a palm tall. , explained perfectly what is meant by "give some sunshine and it will shine".
He couldn't wear Xiaobao's clothes anymore, so Wei Qian had to wear his own old clothes for him.
Wei Zhiyuan still doesn't like to talk to people, except Wei Qian brothers and sisters and a few brothers who often come to the house, he doesn't talk to them, he is still very defensive.
Other than that, Wei Zhiyuan has almost nothing wrong with this kid. He is very good at observing words and expressions. As long as Wei Qian frowns a little, he will immediately receive a signal, knowing that his elder brother is unhappy, and within three seconds he can put himself Disguised as a mural on a wall, pretending it doesn't exist.
He is extremely diligent at home, cleaning the house clean every day. Since Wei Zhiyuan came, the hot water in the kettle has always been full, and the garbage has never stayed in the house overnight. Whoever replaces it throws it away When he saw the clothes, he would silently wash them.
He is guarded and obsequious, positioning himself as a vassal, and like a dog guarding the house. To strangers, his eyes are simply horrifying, the eyes are like black beans, and when looking at people, they are straight , is a wild dog that is not easy to mess with.
The above was observed by Comrade San Fatty. Wei Qian didn't take it seriously when he heard it. He thought to himself that a bastard is a bastard. Anyway, this kid is not troublesome. He is not at home usually, so it is okay to let him be Xiaobao's companion. good.
Until the next thing happened.
That day, a group of short-sighted people took their place on Brother Le's territory and opened the head of Brother Le's goddamn brother. They took the guy there that day and had a fight with the other party. , unfortunately, the location is on a street near Wei Qian's house.
Just as they were drying each other's human heads into dog heads, they suddenly heard the sound of water pipes scraping the ground in the street behind.
Before Wei Qian had time to look back, he heard San Pang yelling beside him, "Oh, fuck me!"
When Wei Qian saw it, he was shocked too—I saw that little boy Wei Zhiyuan was carrying a water pipe longer than others, dragging it on the ground, and was moving towards it in an unusually happy posture. Running here.
Wei Qian happened to see his eyes, and he realized that what San Pang said was right, the little thing's eyes were really like a ferocious wild dog cub, although dragging such a long water pipe, he couldn't even walk steadily, but it was weird You have to be able to see from him his determination to kill all the enemies.
To put it bluntly, he has the kind of "killing intent" described in martial arts.
San Pang: "Hey, what did you pick up?"
Wei Qian: "Don't mention it, I didn't bring a magnifying glass when I picked it up, if only I knew."
San Pang was amazed, and shouted at Wei Zhiyuan from a distance: "Okay, baby, my brothers are done with work today, there is no need for you to appear on stage, let's drive back to the palace!"
Wei Zhiyuan knew San Pang, so he stayed where he was, blinked his big round eyes, looked at him, then looked at Wei Qian, dropped the hose, wiped his nose, wiped his nose, and said: " oh."
As a result, Wei Qian had a dream when he got home that night. He dreamed that Wei Zhiyuan had become a perverted murderer. He didn't know how to run away when he killed someone. ".
Wei Qian woke up drenched in cold sweat on the spot. He sat on the bed and saw the sleepy little boy lying on the bed with his bare buttocks on one side. He couldn't help but raised his hand to stroke his soft hair.
And Wei Zhiyuan rubbed against his palm unconsciously like a little pig.
Wei Qian pinched his little arms and legs again, and found that he was soft everywhere, as soft as Xiaobao, and he didn't look like a murderer at all, he would smash his mouth when he was dreaming, he didn't know that he was dreaming What a treat.
He sat by the side and observed him for a while, thinking that this kid is only so young and so cruel, how will he be able to pay back in the future
It doesn't matter anything else, just don't go out and cause trouble for him.
Future Alas, "future" is such an elusive word.
Wei Qian couldn't sleep anymore, he got out of bed, went to the balcony, opened the window a little, and felt the cold wind in the cold winter months, thinking about his own illusory "future" in the dead of night.
High school tuition is so much more expensive than compulsory education, so expensive that Wei Qian spent so much money, he barely managed to make up for one semester. During the six months he was in high school, the savings he got from his damn mother It's almost spent, right now, with the weather getting cooler day by day, Wei Qian is almost at the end of his rope, but there is nowhere to express the pressure, because he is the eldest brother.
Wei Qian dreamed of going to high school, dreaming of being like most people in this city, wearing suits and leather shoes, working from nine to five, and living a decent life.
"Decentness", that is his dream of breaking bones and connecting tendons, even though it seems so stupid, distant and illusory.
The reality can't allow him to fantasize about the illusory future. The heavy courses in high school take up all his time, and the teacher will not allow him to leave school alone to work somewhere when others are studying at night.
And counting, Xiao Bao has already reached the age of seven, and it is also the age to go to school, because he is selfish as a big brother, only caring about his own tuition and dreams, intentionally or unintentionally missed the registration time for primary school, this year just let her delay How come Wei Qian dare not delay her for another year.
Wei Qian quietly walked into the kitchen, there was only less than two catties of old rice left in the rice jar, a green onion and a few rotten vegetable leaves in the kitchen, and ten yuan and fifty cents left in his pocket.
He needs to buy food, buy daily necessities, and pay utility bills
He needs so much money to maintain a basic livelihood.
This kind of life is like a riddled sack with holes everywhere, and the money that Wei Qian got exhausted can easily flow out.
Wei Qian's way of making money is still doing odd jobs every weekend. With the addition of a family member, the money is starting to run out.
Every morning when Wei Qian left, he cooked a dish, left two steamed buns for the two children, and claimed to eat them at school.
If you don't save your lunch money, it won't be enough. But after all, he is the age with a big appetite, and he can't be hungry, so Wei Qian will take advantage of the lunch break to walk out of the school over the wall, and go to Brother Le's billiard hall to warm up the field, and have lunch by the way. After one semester, he Conscious billiards is almost half a professional level.
Every day, every day's daily necessities are like a whip. From the moment he opened his eyes, he was whipped to keep running and thinking of ways.
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This made Wei Qian's mood hard to calm down—under heavy pressure, anyone would feel hard to calm down.
He found half a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, which was given to him by someone during the fight in the afternoon, and he suddenly remembered the appearance of others when they smoked, so Wei Qian sat in the kitchen and lit the cigarette.
Coughing like this, he learned to smoke his first cigarette without a teacher. The lack of oxygen in his lungs made him feel dizzy and even nauseous.
Wei Qian sat on the floor and rested for a while leaning against the door panel.
Otherwise, you will not go to school.
He thought blankly.
"I really have no choice." Wei Qian said to himself, "I'm really at the end of my rope, there's nothing I can do."
He was so sad that he was about to cry, as if he was watching the door to another world and another life slowly closing in front of him.
At this moment, Wei Qian remembered what Brother Le said - you can go to him if you have any difficulties.
Wei Qian opened his eyes wide and thought for a moment, then suddenly stood up suddenly as if grasping a life-saving straw, with a cigarette clumsily held between his two fingers, his whole body was trembling at the broad road that suddenly appeared in front of him endlessly.
Wei Qian's mouth was dry, he wished he could rush to Brother Le right now.
Yes, Brother Le will definitely lend him money, and when he goes to school, or even college, he will come back to repay Brother Le with a different identity.
As long as Brother Le is willing to provide for him, he will no longer have to worry about whether he has eaten his last meal or not, and he will no longer have to worry about the little money at home, and he will be able to read down these years steadily , he promises he will be top-notch
The hot ash fell on Wei Qian's hands, making him shiver.
He silently lowered his head, stared at the broken butts of inferior cigarettes for a while, then stubbed out the butts and threw them into the trash can.
Wei Qian's burning brain cooled down, and he found that he couldn't do it.
He always remembers the story of crossing the river, and he remembers it very deeply—the experience of listening to the story in his mother's arms is a unique luxury memory for him.
He remembered what the woman said, "You can't live too comfortably. When your brain is full of fat and you are full every day until it is dark, you will stop belching and fart."
It's not far to catch a cold."
Brother Le can help him once, can he help him all the time
Rescue the emergency, not the poor.
What obligation does Brother Le have to give him money, let him go to school, let him have enough food and clothing, and make him carefree
And that kind of carefree life doesn't know why, when Wei Qian thinks of it, he feels yearning and creepy at the same time, he seems to suddenly see that comfortable and weak self, like a pig in a cage.
Is there anything in the world that a teenager like him fears more than "weakness"
Is there anything in the world that makes a teenager like him despair more than "no hope"
If Wei Qian was not weak, he would have no choice but to drop out of school and embark on a hopeless path—leaving school, becoming a gangster, a thug, and doing odd jobs, becoming a scum at the bottom of the city, and struggling to survive this life. A path that can be seen at a glance.
Wei Qian didn't know how long he stood frozen in the kitchen, feeling his hands were numb from the cold, so he sniffed, went back to the small bedroom in the living room separated by the curtain, and lay down on the bed.
Wei Qian's house has only one bedroom and one living room. After Xiaobao was three years old, he felt that it was inconvenient for her to sleep with him, so he gave the bedroom to his younger sister. He drew a curtain in the living room and put it in the corner. A bed is used, which is considered to be a bedroom.
Wei Zhiyuan has always slept with him.
When Wei Qian lay back on the bed, the little guy next to him moved a little bit, whether he was asleep or woken up.
Wei Zhiyuan opened his eyes cautiously, looked at the elder brother's face, and smelled a choking smell of smoke on his body. Wei Zhiyuan is not Xiaobao, he has never been spoiled like that since he was a child, so he dare not be as heartless as her.
Xiaoyuan observed the words and expressions, and called out cautiously: "Brother."
Wei Qian was upset and didn't want to pay attention to him.
Xiao Yuan waited for a long time, but before he got a reply, he gently tugged at his clothes, and asked, "Brother, is it because you have no money and can't support me?"
Wei Qian thought to himself, thank you for knowing—but he didn’t say this, not because he didn’t want to hurt the child’s heart, but because he felt that “admitting that he was incompetent and poor” was very embarrassing, so he threw Wei Zhiyuan away angrily. Hand: "What nonsense, are you still sleeping? Shut up!"
Wei Zhiyuan didn't say anything for a long time, Wei Qian thought he was asleep.
Unexpectedly, after a while, the little guy snuggled over, crawled into his quilt, and touched Wei Qian's cold hands and feet—it was very cold in the house in winter, and the heating was not widespread at that time. In this kind of forgotten old shanty town. There are still children at home, Wei Qian is worried about starting the stove, so he bought a second-hand electric heater with the money he saved for more than half a year, but that thing consumes electricity after all, and they usually don't turn it on unless they can.
The temperature of Wei Qian's icy skin made Wei Zhiyuan flinch, but the next moment, the boy shivered and came over, hugged Wei Qian's hand with both hands, stuffed it into his bosom, and tried to straighten his legs, his head was almost bent After being buried under the quilt, he could barely reach Wei Qian's feet, and gently put his own feet on the cold feet of his eldest brother.
In an instant, Xiao Yuan felt the temperature from his whole body draining away quickly.
He did these things in a flattering way, and whispered, "Don't want me, okay? I can work, I can pick up junk, and I can make money."
These few words made Wei Qian's heart almost tremble.
Probably because he didn't answer for a long time, Wei Zhiyuan began to panic.
Wei Qian provided him with a safe and warm residence, and gave him a home that he admired and could never imagine. He never beat him, and he didn't even order him to do much work.
Even this winter, the eldest brother bought him and Xiaobao a thick cotton dress.
Wei Zhiyuan felt that this was almost like a sweet dream, and he was afraid that when he woke up, he would be that unwanted vagrant again, wandering in the coldest part of the city, picking up trash for a living.
"Please." Wei Zhiyuan's voice was trembling, "Don't throw me away."
Two seconds later, he added another sentence: "Brother."
Wei Qian had mixed feelings in his heart. It was impossible for him to say that he didn't want to throw this bastard away and relieve himself a little burden, but after all, he just scratched Wei Zhiyuan's head, and simply ordered: "Sleep."
There is nothing else to say.
But cats and dogs have been raised for more than half a year, and it's time to develop feelings, let alone individuals.
Not to mention that this little guy revolves around him every day, trying his best to do things and work every day, just to make himself happy and let him stay.
Wei Qian knew that he was softening his heart, he thought he shouldn't be softening his heart, but he couldn't help it, he was not a rock after all.
Forget it, he thought this way, listening to the small breathing in his ear, he said to himself, this little bastard, poor.
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