In October, the creeper at Bei Yao's window withered.
For Xiaobeiyao, when she was in the third grade, ten yuan was a huge sum of money, and she was anxious with the huge sum of money given by Pei Chuan. Looking at her daughter's innocent and cute appearance, Zhao Zhilan felt soft: "Since you have received all of it, take it. In the future, your mother will make some food for Xiaochuan."
Bei Yao nodded vigorously and smiled: "Mom, eat it."
"You take it, mom doesn't eat sweets."
"Then give it to Dad."
"Dad doesn't like it either."
The chocolate was added with the alkali that can make people happy, and Bei Yao bit down two rows of small white teeth, the chocolate melted in her mouth, and her eyes lit up with fine pieces of brilliance.
Bei Yao only ate one piece, and was not willing to eat the rest. I hide it in my drawer, and take it out when I'm going to be greedy.
In a blink of an eye, it was mid-August, and August 17 was Bei Yao's fourth birthday. Her birthday was simple, with a pack of sugar and eggs in syrup, and she went to kindergarten after eating.
The children sang birthday songs to her immaturely, and Bei Yao looked down at the vacant position in the corner.
Xiang Tongtong said: "I am going to preschool this year."
The young ones looked at her enviously.
Chen Hu has come to kindergarten. He is a little older and one of the children who wants to go to preschool to learn knowledge. He asked Fang Minjun: "Minmin, are you going?"
Fang Minjun shook his head: "I'm not going, my mother said I'm still young."
Chen Hu said, "That little mute is going too, I must beat him!" He followed his father's way, and shook his fist roughly. Being bitten like that by a child without legs is both a shadow and a shame in Chen Hu's heart. He must retaliate back!
Bei Yao frowned when she looked at the fat Duner Chen Hu.
She knew that she would have to go to kindergarten for a year, and she was always one grade lower than Pei Chuan, but if Pei Chuan's class were all like Chen Hu, would Pei Chuan always have no friends
Back home, Bei Yao asked Zhao Zhilan: "Can I have a birthday wish, mother?"
Her bright eyes are clear, and she has been obedient recently, as if by the age of four, this child is so obedient all at once. Zhao Zhilan asked Bei Yao to talk about it.
"I want to go to preschool."
Zhao Zhilan vetoed it without thinking about it: "No, you just turned four years old, you have to go back five years old. If you don’t know how to walk, you think about flying. Those brothers and sisters are going to learn to write. You can stay in the kindergarten. The kids play games."
"Don't play games." Bei Yao said seriously, "I will learn to write."
Zhao Zhilan couldn't laugh or cry.
Her daughter is a bit dull, and her response is slower than others. The teacher said that if other children learn to sing nursery rhymes three times, her Yaoyao should sing five times. If she doesn’t sing five times, she will be slow by herself. Sing ten times.
Bei Yao said she was going to preschool, Zhao Zhilan was just a joke. This kind of important thing about a child's life can't be caused by Bei Yao. After losing at the starting line, we can't keep up.
Bei Yao was not discouraged when she was rejected, she went back to the room, came out at dinner, and showed her mother and father Tianzige small book.
Zhao Zhilan was immediately stunned.
The left and right sides are full, and the left side is Chinese characters. A row of "big", a row of "small", and "more" and "less".
Bei Yao's handwriting is small, and Tian is still less than one-half of her character. However, she can see that she is very serious with her strokes.
On the right is addition, "1+1", "1+2", although only added to five, it has already shocked Zhao Zhilan. The kindergarten was a large nursery that year, and at most a group of children sang a nursery rhyme together. Generally, you will learn knowledge formally when you enter preschool, and formally learn the nine-nine-nine multiplication table in the first grade.
Bei Yao looked at her mother nervously.
Zhao Zhilan asked her: "Why did you do this?"
Bei Yao's heart was pounding: "It's on the wall of the kindergarten."
Before Zhao Zhilan spoke, Bei Licai laughed and said, "My Yaoyao is still a little genius!"
Beiyao knew that her father was not as keen as her mother. She had the memory of third grade, and she could write Chinese characters and additions. However, she only dared to pick some simple things for fear that Zhao Zhilan would doubt it.
Zhao Zhilan thought for a while: "How much is two plus two?"
Bei Yao was a little guilty. She lowered her head and made a counting movement with her small hand. After a while, her four soft fingers stood up.
Zhao Zhilan looked at the fingers on her daughter's cheek, and scented Bei Yao's face fiercely!
Her Zhao Zhilan finally has the day to defeat Zhao Xiu! Simply exaggerated!
"Let's enroll in preschool, and mother will find the teacher tomorrow!"
Bei Yao bent Xinger's eyes and smiled brilliantly.
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When the small wild chrysanthemum on the roadside took out the small buds, September came.
City C used to rain every year at the beginning of school.
The day of September 1, 1996 was no exception. Pei Chuan watched the road get wet in an instant, with his pale fingers resting on the wheelchair, not knowing what he was thinking.
Jiang Wenjuan was afraid that the child would get wet, so she dressed him in a raincoat.
Jiang Wenjuan spoke to her husband calmly the night before, and she was particularly worried about Pei Chuan going to preschool. Since Pei Chuan's legs were cut off, Jiang Wenjuan was often awakened by the bloody sights in his dreams. The repeated sights became a nightmare to torment a mother. How could Jiang Wenjuan see that the taciturn husband was not pleasing to his eyes.
However, the children have to rely on Pei Haobin to find relationships when they go to school.
There is no special education school near their home, and the country has not established such a school this year. For Jiang Wenjuan, she was even afraid of her children entering such a school, as if it had stamped Pei Chuan with a special and incomplete chapter for a lifetime.
Chaoyang Primary School in C City has two preschool classes, one and two preschool classes. The Chinese teacher in the pre-school class happened to be Pei Haobin's junior high school classmate, surnamed Yu. Teacher Yu knew about Pei Chuan's special situation early in the morning, so as soon as Pei Haobin said, Teacher Yu agreed.
Chaoyang Primary School is fifteen minutes away from the community by foot. Pei Haobin started his motorcycle and signaled Jiang Wenjuan to carry the child up.
The wheelchair was tied to the back of the motorcycle with a leather cord, and Pei Chuan was seated in front of the motorcycle.
Pei Haobin carefully guarded his son, deliberately and briskly: "Go."
Pei Chuan held the metal bar in front of the motorcycle with a slight smile on his lips.
Xiao Yu murmured, leaving his mother's sight, Pei Chuan finally lost his expression. Behind him was father's broad chest, and Pei Haobin rode very slowly. Raindrops rarely hit Pei Chuan's face. Pei Chuan looked at the rain curtain and knew that he was about to go to a new environment.
He didn't want to go, but he knew he had to go.
Because of going to preschool, my mother was finally willing to talk to my father. He wants a complete and normal home, even if his body is no longer complete.
Pei Chuan grabbed the metal bars hard, and on the way to school on the first day of school, many elementary school children were carrying schoolbags and looked at Pei Haobin's motorcycle curiously.
The engine sound is very loud.
When Pei Chuan was three years old, Pei Haobin bought this motorcycle. At that time, Xiao Pei Chuan sat on it with great excitement, thinking that he was a cool little superman. Everyone around him looked at him enviously, and now he was in this car again, when everyone's envied eyes became weird, Pei Chuan lowered his eyes sadly.
Pei Chuan looked all the way, and countless childish faces, like the name of Chaoyang Elementary School, were full of vigor and vitality, and the children were full of hope for their future.
Pei Haobin took him to the door of Teacher Yu's office, and Pei Chuan was sitting in a wheelchair.
There was a water bottle hanging next to the wheelchair, which was poured by Jiang Wenjuan on Pei Chuan, making him thirsty to drink.
The summer in September has not yet passed, and the plane trees in Chaoyang Primary School are lush.
Yu Qian, a gentle Chinese teacher, stretched out her hand at him: "Hello Xiao Pei Chuan, I'm Teacher Yu and your father's friend. I will teach you knowledge in the future, and I will take good care of you."
Pei Chuan held Teacher Yu with his cold and pale fingers and showed a polite smile.
He still doesn't like talking to people who are not close.
Teacher Yu has already understood the situation of Pei Chuan, so he said to Pei Haobin: "You go to work, I will take good care of the child."
When Pei Haobin left, Teacher Yu said to Pei Chuan, "If you want to go to the bathroom, just raise your hand and tell the teacher, you know?"
Pei Chuan's pupils were dark, looked at Yu Qian in silence, and nodded for a while.
"The kindergarten is all new children. Maybe you will meet the kids from the same class in the kindergarten."
Pei Chuan twitched the corner of his mouth cooperatively, but his eyes were still cold.
He didn't want to see anyone in the past.
The sun slowly rose, and the rain gradually stopped. Teacher Yu pushed Pei Chuan into the classroom.
As soon as they entered the classroom, the children looked over with curious eyes.
Sitting in the classroom is a colorful little beanie. Some children are tidy, and some children still have mucus. Teacher Yu smiled kindly and placed Pei Chuan in front of the first row of windows under the podium.
Chen Hu was sitting in the back and was playing with Li Da. When the teacher pushed Pei Chuan in, his eyes became round.
Hurrah! It's really a class!
"You met me yesterday when you came to register. I am Teacher Yu. First, I will adjust the seats for everyone according to the height, okay?"
The children said in unison: "Okay!"
"Now everyone stands up, Bibi is tall and short, the short kid is sitting in the front, and the tall kid is sitting in the back temporarily."
The children are very obedient, but it is very difficult for them to compare their height. Teacher Yu and another male teacher who teaches mathematics, Teacher Zheng, helped to adjust the height.
Teacher Yu frowned and found that a few children were missing in the class.
It's raining today, and some people are estimated to be late. However, for the time being, the seat can only be adjusted first.
Teacher Zheng asked in a low voice: "Two people at a table, there are exactly 58 children in the class, who is sitting with Pei Chuan?"
Teacher Yu was also stunned.
However, she quickly came over and smiled and asked the children: "Child Pei Chuan has a leg injury and needs everyone's care. May I ask which brave and kind child would like to sit at the first table with him?"
Pei Chuan's pupils shrank imperceptibly.
The children in the classroom looked at each other and looked at Pei Chuan, who was sitting in a wheelchair and empty below his knees.
Several children looked at the teacher and raised their hands hesitantly.
Teacher Yu was very satisfied and asked Pei Chuan: "Which kid does Xiaochuan want to be at the same table?"
Pei Chuan's eyes swept over them one by one.
He doesn't like to laugh, and there is no light in his eyes, like a dark and humid place where the sun does not want to shine. Where he glanced over, those hands that were not firm, slowly let go.
The two teachers looked at each other awkwardly, and Teacher Zheng said, "Sit down for the other children. There are still a few children who have not come."
After the children sat down one after another, Chen Hu looked around and whispered to people about Pei Chuan urinating pants and biting people in the kindergarten. There were surprised expressions on the children's faces, and all eyes were quietly looking at the lonely first table.
Pei Chuan clenched his fists, his eyes fell on the tall sycamore tree outside the window.
The rain stopped, and the remaining rain on the leaves slid down. He was sitting in the backlit area, his lips were a little dry and cracked, but he did not move the water glass he brought.