From dropping out to the one-to-many fight, Wei Qian has been living a mechanical, day-to-day life for a whole year. This kind of life is like a piece of rough sandpaper. A little youthful exhalation was worn away like dead skin.
The door to the future is slowly closing in front of him, and time pushes him to go on exhaustingly. Wei Qian originally thought that such a day would be very painful, but later he discovered that once a person is in a "painful day", he will not feel the "pain" very well. So sensitive, he can still find some fun, and talk about it for a long time, and the year passes quickly.
One of them was caused by Wei Zhiyuan.
Xiaoyuan is not like Xiaobao, he will listen to what Wei Qian says, and usually you don't need to talk to him too much, but I didn't expect this kid to learn to fight when it comes to school.
Wei Zhiyuan is unwilling to go to school even if he dies. His living environment is relatively deformed, and he knows a lot about some things related to survival, but he lacks the common sense that normal children should have. He had no concept of school, Xiaobao told him that going to school was just sitting in the classroom to learn how to read and count. Wei Zhiyuan thought about it and thought that he had no interest in learning to read and count.
The little boy stubbornly believes that going to school means doing nothing, and he eats and works lazy every day and depends on his elder brother to support him.
This made him afraid to go to school—even though Wei Zhiyuan had been picked up by Wei Qian for a whole year that autumn, and he and Xiaobao had become very mature, even often pinching and fighting together, he still had a feeling that he would be abandoned at any time of fear.
Wei Zhiyuan regards contributing to the family as a way to alleviate this fear. Doing housework and picking up bottles to sell change are his ways of contributing. It was a sign of abandonment, so he began his fierce resistance.
Wei Qian is as busy as a dog every day, so of course he doesn't understand the twisted little thoughts of children. He just took Wei Zhiyuan and Song Xiaobao out of the house on the morning of the first day of school, ignored Wei Zhiyuan's thumping back and locked the door, and then They dragged and dragged all the way to send the two of them to school.
During this period, Wei Zhiyuan acted like a cat with fried fur. He was carried by Wei Qian together with his schoolbag. His feet did not touch the ground, and he was suspended in mid-air. He scratched and bit like a dog.
When I met San Pang when I went out, San Pang was happy when he saw it: "Hey, Qianer, why are you going here? He earns so much, did you finally decide to kill them and eat meat?"
Wei Qian slapped Wei Zhiyuan hard on the buttocks: "Did you hear that, shameful things, pigs waiting to be slaughtered are more resolute than you!"
Wei Zhiyuan blushed and announced thickly, "I don't go to school!"
Song Xiaobao booed the seedlings, jumped up and down beside him, and said cheerfully, "Then I won't go to school either!"
Just as Wei Qian was about to speak, another crying declaration of freedom suddenly exploded beside him. A little boy was also forcibly carried to school by his father, crying heartbroken all the way, and said heartbrokenly: "I don't want to go to school!"
The boy's mother followed closely with small steps, and babbled on the ideological education of the bear boy. Wei Qian listened attentively for a while, and found that she talked about making big money from scientists, and talking about buying sauce elbows at night from the perspective of the future. , astronomy and geography, up and down five thousand years, everything is included.
The boy who is the eldest brother can't agree with this cumbersome education method. He took the simple route, sneered immediately, turned his head, glanced at the two bear children noblely and coldly, and said ruthlessly: "I'm asking you two for your opinion. Is it for you both to say 'no'?"
A word was uttered loudly, Wei Zhiyuan immediately fell silent, Song Xiaobao came here purely to follow the trend, and immediately saw that he was good enough to stop making trouble, even the brat next to him, who had been unable to coax well, sobbed, inexplicably daring not to cry up.
Wei Qian put Wei Zhiyuan down at the school gate, raised his chin towards the elementary school, and said in a tone like amnesty, "Go in."
Song Xiaobao took two steps, looked back, and found that Wei Zhiyuan was still in place, he hesitated again.
Wei Qian's patience was completely exhausted, and he looked at Xiao Yuan with a downcast face: "It's against you, what do you want to do?"
Wei Zhiyuan stiffened his neck and said nothing, Wei Qian sneered: "Whether you want to go or not, who is begging you, if you have something to do, go away."
Wei Zhiyuan took a step back forcefully, he was not afraid of his elder brother getting angry, but he was afraid of his elder brother's cynicism so impersonally.
Wei Qian was too lazy to let him get used to his problems, so he turned around and left.
Wei Zhiyuan felt extremely wronged. All along, he tried his best to get closer to this person and do more things for this person, but it seemed that no matter what he was, the other party didn't appreciate it. The eldest brother was like a The person he can never please, always gives him such a back that turns around and walks away, even a smile is so rare.
Wei Zhiyuan suddenly rushed forward and bit Wei Qian's wrist.
Wei Qian retracted his hand and put his wrist away, the boy's abrupt and hard wrist bone hit the boy's front teeth, Wei Zhiyuan suddenly let go, Wei Qian looked down, and saw the child spit out the first small deciduous tooth that fell out .
Wei Zhiyuan's expression at that time was almost stunned. No one had ever told him about changing teeth. He could understand when a tooth was knocked off, but he couldn't understand it when it fell out.
In Wei Zhiyuan's cognition, arms and legs can be cut off, and they won't die if they are cut off, but will they fall off by themselves for no reason
Wei Zhiyuan stood there desolately, staring blankly at his fallen front teeth, with a shocked and terrified expression on his face, like those people in TV dramas who just heard that they had a terminal illness.
Wei Qian was successfully entertained by his weird expression, his gloomy face barely tensed, he turned around quickly, walked away with a smile, and even forgot to care about the puppy biting him.
Wei Zhiyuan was distraught, but he was also afraid that the world would not be chaotic. Song Xiaobao, a comrade who had done more than fail, saw it and made a fuss beside him, "Oh, your tooth has fallen out, you must have been poisoned deeply, and time is running out. Already!"
Wei Qian bought an old TV that was discarded by others for five yuan, and repaired it at home. Song Xiaobao has been watching martial arts movies these days, and has learned a lot of nonsense lines.
The speaker had no intention of listening, but Wei Zhiyuan's face turned pale when he heard her words, and he raised his eyes to look for Wei Qian, but found that he had already left. For a moment, a great desolation flooded Wei Zhiyuan's heart, he was out of his mind, and was dragged into the school by Song Xiaobao in a daze, thinking blankly: "I'm going to die."
Wei Zhiyuan stopped fighting with Wei Qian about going to school - he was going to die, and all the fighting was meaningless.
During that time, Wei Zhiyuan dreamed back at midnight, and would often sit up in the darkness, feel his other teeth that became more active, and feel that his life was not long. Qian's peaceful sleeping face seemed to want to imprint the eldest brother in his mind and take him to the next world.
A month later, Wei Zhiyuan lost three of his teeth, and his speech began to leak, so he stopped talking and put on a posture of waiting for death in silence.
During this period, other children hadn't learned Chinese Pinyin fluently, but Wei Zhiyuan had already taught himself the common words after the class with his extraordinary learning ability and motivation different from ordinary people—his motivation was to leave behind a few words before he died. Seal a suicide note.
For this suicide note, Wei Zhiyuan specifically asked the teacher how to use the dictionary. Every day after class and when playing, he tried his best to read characters on the old dictionary that the teacher lent him.
Therefore, Wei Zhiyuan had no distractions, and thought that people who were dying didn't need to make friends with classmates, so he was indifferent to everyone, so he naturally didn't notice that there were groups of small gap teeth like him who talked like him in the class.
Finally, when the mid-term exam was about to come, Wei Zhiyuan recognized hundreds of Chinese characters with the perseverance of "people are dying", and by the way, he got full marks in the language test.
He didn't care about the teacher's praise in the slightest, and it became his masterpiece—a suicide note—before his teeth fell out.
It happened that Mazi and Sanpang were having dinner at Wei Qian's house that day, and Wei Zhiyuan solemnly handed over the suicide note to Wei Qian.
San Pang asked nonchalantly: "Hey, brother, will you be able to write a love letter to your elder brother after just two months of school?"
Wei Qian took it with his chopsticks in his mouth, took it apart two or three times, and began to read it with great interest. Wei Zhiyuan glanced at him, and lowered his head sadly: "It's a suicide note."
Sanpang didn't hear clearly: "What is it?"
Wei Zhiyuan said calmly like a soldier about to die: "It's a suicide note, I'm going to die soon."
Everyone looked at him with strange eyes.
After a while, Mazi asked: "You, how, how did you judge that you are going to die?"
Wei Zhiyuan felt that his throat was blocked, which made his voice sound like gossamer: "I lost several teeth, and several of them are also moving."
San Pang's fleshy face twitched, and he asked cautiously, "Then you don't feel that there are new teeth growing out of the places where you lost your teeth?"
Wei Zhiyuan finally couldn't help choking up his sobs: "Isn't that a flashback?"
Everyone was silent for two seconds, then Sanpang and Wei Qian glanced at each other, and burst out laughing at the same time, only Mazi was kind, trying to restrain himself: "-yeah, don't laugh, don't-laugh at him, he , he is still young."
Wei Qian choked on his own saliva, rolled onto the sofa, coughed unceasingly, coughed while laughing, tears came out.
The elder brother always carried it at home, with an unsmiling patriarchal demeanor, and had never laughed so unscrupulously in front of them, Wei Zhiyuan was almost stunned, and even forgot "life and death" for a while.
He didn't expect that the eldest brother, who would turn a blind eye to his favourites, would be so teased by an oolong suicide note.
So Wei Zhiyuan secretly treasured that "suicide note" by himself for some unknown reason.
Later, when Wei Qian became famous in Brother Le's nightclub, both Xiaobao and Xiaoyuan had already entered the second grade safely.
It is said that many people were stunned by Wei Qian on the spot that day, and Hu Siye, a big man from the south who happened to be there at the time, admired him quite a lot and secretly asked someone to pass him his business card in an attempt to poach people. . It's a pity that Wei Qian dragged his family and couldn't leave, so he had no choice but to reject Fourth Master Hu's kindness.
From then on, "Xiao Wei" became "Brother Xiao Wei".
Wei Qian's arm was indeed broken, and he went to the hospital to fix it. Brother Le's attitude towards him turned 360 degrees again, and he drove him home very attentively, and then called Mazi to let Mazi Help me take good care of it, I won't be coming to work in the near future, and the salary will be paid as usual.
In order to maintain the family, Mazi also works under Brother Le—Mazi is responsible for cleaning the nightclub every morning.
He cleans very conscientiously, but it's a pity that he has no great prospects. If it wasn't for Wei Qian's sake, Brother Le might not even remember him. On the contrary, San Pang, as he grew older, he began to gradually distance himself from Brother Le and his group. Even though he was still disconnected, he only wanted to be a buddy, and occasionally he could help and give a helping hand when something happened.
Sanpang seems to be more enthusiastic about the family craft of killing pigs and selling meat.
When Wei Qian returned home to rest with a broken arm, the two boys came back from school.
Wei Zhiyuan rushed over without putting down his bag: "Brother!"
Mazi hurriedly stopped him: "But, can't you jump at him, he's his arm"
Wei Zhiyuan frowned: "What's wrong with your arm?"
With a cigarette in his mouth, Wei Qian mumbled, "The dog took a bite."
Song Xiaobao said without hesitation: "Why did the dog take a bite and wrap it like a rice dumpling?"
Wei Zhiyuan's small face was tense, and he still wanted to ask, but Wei Qian obviously didn't want to talk anymore, he put on a serious expression: "Go do your homework, what's the point? You don't care about adults' affairs."
Just like that, the two children were sent away without any explanation.
Mazi looked at the unwilling Wei Zhiyuan, rubbed his hands again, then turned to Wei Qian and said, "Wan, Wan Si—Third Brother will cook for you, I, I still, still have to go—go "
Although Brother Le generously let him go, Mazi didn't dare to take it seriously.
Mazi looked at Wei Qian with some embarrassment, and faltered trying to explain to him. Mazi is such a solid-eyed person, even if he is asked to cheat and play tricks, Wei Qian is not the first day he has known him, so he waved his hand: "Okay, I know, you go, you!"
Mazi said with difficulty: "Don't touch the water, be careful."
Wei Qian: "Okay, please hurry up and say a few words, don't worry about it, old man, I can live two more years."
Mazi left, Sanpang was cooking in the kitchen, Wei Qian was so bored, he picked up Xiaobao's extracurricular materials and read them.
The materials are distributed by the school and are for second-grade children. They are usually inspirational stories about heroes and characters. They are asked to write book reports, and sometimes parents are asked to supervise and sign the homework.
Wei Qian read a few articles, and suddenly felt that he was quite a bear. In the stories, people either threw their heads and blood for the motherland at a young age, or they were disabled and strong, and they overcame all difficulties and still studied hard every day, as if someone His difficulties are greater than his, but he can still be a role model.
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