In October, the creeper at Bei Yao's window withered. The New Year became a death-free gold medal for Chen Hu's child. He was deducted from the New Year's Eve money, but at any rate his violent father stopped beating him.
Chen Hu took a group of children from the community out to play, followed by six or seven boys in a mighty manner. Two of them were two years older than him, but they weren't chubby and strong.
Li Da said, "Let's go find Minmin."
Chen Hu thought for a while and thought: "Catch the birds and shoot the cannons, don't play with the girls." However, thinking about Fang Minjun's beautiful and noble appearance again, he agreed, "Well, let's go find her."
All the boys in the old quarter are here, except Pei Chuan. The building here is very old and has special features. It is a bit like a large courtyard, but the floor will be higher.
The wall on the south side will be overgrown with creepers in summer, and now it has formed a layer of ice crystals.
It's very easy for them to find someone. They just stand downstairs and let go of their voices and shout: "Fang Minjun—"
The children's voices one after another downstairs, after yelling Fang Minjun, Chen Hu remembered that he had eaten Bei Yao's apple. So he led everyone to continue shouting: "Bei Yao—"
The crisp and tender voice was heard throughout the community.
Pei Chuan was making dumplings with his mother Jiang Wenjuan in the opposite building. Jiang Wenjuan only let him have something to play with at first. After all, Pei Chuan finished his winter homework in preschool in two days, and other children would not take the initiative to bring a "cumbersome" to play. Jiang Wenjuan was sad and had to spend some time with his son.
However, Pei Chuan looked down, his pale fingers pinched the folds of the dumplings as if they were. He always does this and learns everything quickly.
Jiang Wenjuan felt even more uncomfortable. The night when Pei Chuan returned with the paper, she cried in the middle of the night with a muffled voice in the quilt. Pei Chuan is the only one with 100 points in the preschool class. Her son was so smart and outstanding, but he was deprived of his legs, and he was ruined for most of his life.
Originally, Pei Chuan was making dumplings seriously, but when he heard the ups and downs calling Bei Yao, the dumplings in his hands broke a little.
His black eyes looked at it lightly, and then pinched the gap.
Jiang Wenjuan had been observing him and found out all of a sudden. No child will take the initiative to look for Pei Chuan to play. After all, the children are like brisk birds. They can't push, and they won't be willing to push a heavy wheelchair to Pei Chuan.
Jiang Wenjuan was afraid that her son would feel uncomfortable: "Stop making dumplings, mommy will take you outside to play?"
Pei Chuan's lips moved, he wanted to refuse, but in the end he didn't say anything. At the age of five, he still has expectations and longing for the world, and he also wants to go out and see the snow.
Jiang Wenjuan washed his hands and pushed Pei Chuan out.
A hundred meters to the north of the community, there is a teahouse with a smell of smoke, and some people will play mahjong here.
Jiang Wenjuan was not going to play mahjong, she just pushed Pei Chuan to see the excitement, and the children would also play around here.
The tall cypress trees were covered with snow, and the children under the trees were cheering and laughing.
Pei Chuan's wheelchair was placed on the side, and someone in the teahouse greeted him: "Dr. Jiang came over to play?" The light and fluttering gaze passed Pei Chuan, and he would call out Xiao Chuan pityingly.
"Yeah, you play, I'll take a look."
Pei Chuan's gaze crossed the cypress tree and fell on the little girl who was covering her eyes.
Bei Yao wore her red cotton-padded jacket and covered her eyes tightly with her small hands. Chen Hu led Fang Minjun with a cat's waist and went to hide in the alley. The little girl said in a clear voice: "3, 2, 1... I'm looking for you!"
She smiled and let go, but the first time she looked at the boy in the wheelchair.
He took the lead in removing his eyes.
Bei Yao's eyes were bright, she still couldn't understand the little secrets in her book, but it didn't prevent her from getting close to Pei Chuan in her heart. She wanted to talk to him, but Pei Chuan didn't pay much attention to her for the whole semester. Besides, she had to find the children first, so she had to walk her short legs to find Chen Hu and them.
Chen Hu was also damaged. He took everyone into the warehouse next to the teahouse, which was full of nylon pockets.
The children squatted inside, and Bei Yao couldn't find the world.
She had a good temper and looked around, panting out of exhaustion. She opened the curtains and the grass to see, there was nothing inside. Pei Chuan looked indifferently.
Cypress trees fluttered, and the girl's face was covered with snow.
The cold snow touched her warm skin and melted away, and water flowed through her cheeks. She hid in embarrassment, her eyes were clear, as if she was being bullied and crying.
Pei Chuan buckled the wheelchair with his fingers, and waited for a long time for Bei Yao to pass by his side to find him, he whispered: "In the warehouse."
The voice was very soft, like a dumb dumb buried in heavy snow for a long time, pulling out a bit stiff.
Bei Yao looked back at him blankly, his face was cold, as if he hadn't said anything.
She turned and walked towards the warehouse, opened her nylon pocket with her little hand, and she squatted a row of children as expected.
Chen Hu met Xiao Beiyao's smiling face and was stunned for an instant, and then burst out a loud roar: "Beiyao, you must have peeked!"
"I didn't take a peek."
"I don't believe it, you shamelessly!"
The little fat man seemed to have been bombed, or Li Da glanced at the bewildered Xiao Bei Yao and said, "Who did you see first?"
Pei Chuan looked through the open warehouse door.
Bei Yao glanced at the aggrieved little fat Dun'er, and he burst into tears. She said softly, "I haven't seen anyone."
She thought to herself, she is a young lady with the memory of third grade, and she can't bully the children.
She covered her eyes: "You can hide."
Chen Hu breathed a sigh of relief, and ran away quickly, Fang Minjun also hurriedly followed, and the children scattered and hid.
Pei Chuan's lips were tightly pressed, and his heart was unbearable. He was troubled.
They didn't bring him to play, so he shouldn't say that.
Bei Yao let go and went to find other children. He glanced at Bei Yao coldly, and then held Jiang Wenjuan with his pale fingers: "Mom, go home."
Seeing Aunt Jiang pushing Pei Chuan away, Bei Yao blinked her eyes. What's wrong? She hasn't thanked him yet.
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Zhao Zhilan played mahjong with Zhao Xiu at the teahouse. Zhao Xiu was out of luck today and always hit Zhao Zhilan. She was frustrated and took a sip of hot water: "Next year my Minmin and Zhilan Jia Yaoyao will also be in first grade together. This child grows up really fast."
The mahjong was rubbing loudly, Zhao Zhilan made a good card: "Yes."
"Zhilan, don't be discouraged. If Yaoyao can't keep up with the progress, she can go to preschool for one more year. Anyway, she is young."
Zhao Zhilan was stunned: "What did you say?"
"Yaoyao didn't do well in the exam at the end of the term? I heard that I just passed the exam. Don't hurry up, ask me to say that a solid foundation is the most important thing. I thought about Minmin the same way. If she didn't do well in the exam, she would study for another year , But as soon as the paper got back, Minmin passed 90, so it should be no problem to continue to the first grade."
Zhao Zhilan can be considered to have heard some ways, she glanced at Zhao Xiu sideways: "Who told you that my Yaoyao just passed?"
Zhao Xiu thought, pretend, just pretend.
Zhao Zhilan grabbed the card and smiled openly: "She is very good this year, only one point is short of 100 points, ninety-nine in the exam!"
Zhao Xiu was stunned.
The other two women at the poker table were surprised and praised: "Oh, this kid will be promising in the future."
Zhao Xiu's expression changed: "Zhao Zhilan, don't you need to make up this to deceive people?"
"Do I need to lie to you? If you don't believe me, ask Teacher Yu, the teacher has score records."
Zhao Xiu also understands this truth, saying that such a panic can be dismantled at once, and Zhao Zhilan is not so stupid to use it to deceive her. Does that mean that little girl Beiyao really got 99
Zhao Xiu thought of what she had just said, and felt very faceless. However, the other two women at the card table didn't understand the winks, and after looking at Zhao Xiu with weird eyes, they praised Zhao Zhilan's daughter for her cleverness.
Zhao Xiu was so angry that she frustrated Mahjong in a muffled voice. This is the first time Zhao Zhilan has beaten herself since childhood.
This feeling was shameful and aggrieved, and she couldn't wait to catch Fang Minjun who was playing outside and ask what was going on.
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The year passed very quickly, and the taste of the year when I was a child was very full.
Eating candies and melon seeds, watching TV can be beautifully bubbling. Bei Yao is very happy every day, but sometimes she looks at the opposite house with her little hand on her cheek and thinks, why didn't she see Pei Chuan come out to play today
Fang Minjun was scolded by her mother, and her face was lost from crying. She sobbed and defended: "90 points are a lot, Chen Hu is only 50!"
"I want you to win Bei Yao in the test!"
"Mom, I'll do it next time." She sobbed, "Except for Bei Yao, I got the best in the exam."
Zhao Xiu was right to think about it. Fang Minjun is ninety or so. The rest of the community are all monkeys. The only one who doesn’t know the score is the broken leg of the Pei’s child. But such a child can count on him to take more exams. good? Maybe it's not a pass.
Zhao Xiu had to poke Fang Minjun's head: "Do you know if you work hard during the Chinese New Year?"
Fang Minjun nodded quickly.
In the beginning of the spring, the semester class also began to read after the semester, and childhood always passed away happily.
In Xiaobeiyao's eyes, Fang Minjun was still cold, chubby Chen Hu's devilish voice pierced her ears, and Pei Chuan in the corner did not take the initiative to speak to her, as if she whispered to her that the person in the warehouse that day was her illusion.
In the last month of the preschool, the school promulgated a policy-future preschools will cancel exams!
Like Chen Hu in the class, the joy was overwhelming.
The rest of the children know that they don't need the final exam, and most of them are happy. Only Fang Minjun thought melancholy, if he doesn't take the exam, he can only surpass Bei Yao in the first grade
It was summer when Teacher Yu Qian sent these children away, and they all looked like newborn young seedlings, one by one, young and green.
I don't know what they will become when they grow up, or where they will go.
She waved to the children: "Come on, elementary school kids!"
From the children who didn't understand anything to already understand the rules, they all answered obediently.
Pei Chuan is six years old.
His legs failed to be like what his mother said,'When he grows up, he will grow back.' He would look at them before going to bed every night, but they didn't grow out.
Before going to the first grade, he heard Jiang Wenjuan and Pei Haobin arguing.
Jiang Wenjuan sneered: "There is no teacher in the first grade who can help Xiaochuan go to the toilet!"
"I said I would ask the teacher to give gifts and ask them to help!"
"I can ask for a year, and then, the fifth and sixth grades of elementary school! Junior high and high school! You can ask for a lifetime! I will find the hospital to give Ogawa an prosthetic limb, and I will let him stand up again after the bankruptcy!"
"Juan'er, don't be impulsive, Xiaochuan is still too young..."
Pei Chuan looked at his empty trouser legs.
He wants to say that since the kindergarten, he hasn't asked the teacher to help in the toilet.
He doesn't understand what a "prosthesis" is, but he understands "stand up again".
His voice is dumb, and because he rarely speaks, his singing is not as vivid and clear as a child, but like an old record player, dumb and unpleasant. Because the front teeth are leaking during the tooth replacement, the bite is not clear.
With Chen Hu as the starting point, a burst of laughter broke out in the classroom.
The children pressed their lips and laughed, and the organ sound continued in the classroom.
Pei Chuan bit his lip.
Teacher Zhu was still playing and signaled Pei Chuan to continue singing along: "The green land of Anen has just sprouted."
He fell silent, and the fan above his head was spinning. Pei Chuan stopped speaking in laughter.
The heat of the body's blood went straight to the cheeks, more than shame. In the end, there was a paleness on the cheeks.
Teacher Zhu frowned, and first scolded the children who were jokes in the classroom: "Don't laugh, what's so funny about learning to sing." Then she looked at Pei Chuan, "Continue to sing with the teacher."
However, no matter how she taught, Pei Chuan didn't speak any more.
His dark eyes fell on the music book in the textbook, and Bei Yao saw that his fingers were shaking.
Teacher Zhu is not in a good mood. This is like an invisible confrontation between the teacher and the student, as if he can no longer speak up today and he will no longer have prestige.
Bei Yao was bored, and she was also afraid of the teacher, but she plucked up the courage to stand up, her tender and crisp voice echoed in the classroom, and then the teacher's voice sang: "The snail is carrying that heavy shell, step by step Climb up, Ashu and two oriole birds, Axi, happily laughing at it..."
She also leaks when she sings, and even slightly runs off the tune.
However, she sang loudly, Xia Yang shifted, and a warm silhouette fell at the door of the classroom. The female doll who sang out of tune and leaked a lot of laughter.
Chen Hu beat the table: "Hahahabeiyao is so funny." The teacher asked the legless Pei Chuan to sing, but didn't let her sing. She sang so funny. Basically no sentence is in tone.
Pei Chuan's gaze, which had been hanging down, slowly lifted up.
She was six years old this year, her cheeks were soft, her voice was immature, her small fists were clenched in the laughter of everyone, and she blushed and sang. He can even see her unfinished baby teeth.
She seemed to want to cry a little, she lowered her eyes to see his gaze, the next moment Myolie's eyes curled up and turned into a bright smile.
Without front teeth, it's ugly.
He thought so.
But he knew that when Teacher Cai was teaching everyone to sing, Bei Yao clearly did not go out of tune.
She shared away all the laughter.
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After the singing incident, Teacher Zhu also realized that it was not so good. Although Pei Chuan still did not speak later, she did not let him sing alone anymore.
Primary school time was as calm as water, and everyone was used to seeing Pei Chuan without legs, and it didn't feel strange and weird anymore.
His tense nerves got the most peaceful period of time.
The only change was that the soft and cute girl next to him changed her hairstyle.
On a Monday in the third grade, her two buds disappeared. Instead, a small pony tail was tied behind her. It was a little more refreshing and less childish, showing white cheeks with baby fat.
Bei Yao and the little girl at the back table sat back after turning over the flower rope, and heard the low-pitched voice of the boy beside him: "Where are your hair bands?"
Now Pei Chuan talks to her occasionally, and every time she hears him speak, she is full of joy. His heart is like a stone, and every beating is so difficult.
Baiyao touched her ponytail, the little milk's voice gradually changed a little, but her mouth was still soft: "Throw it away. Mom said that you can't tie it twice in the third grade."
She happily touched the ponytail on her head: "Does it look good now?"
The boy's thin lips said indifferently: "It doesn't look good."
Bei Yao put her chin on the table and sighed quietly. She knew that she was not as good-looking as Min Min. The little girl in the third grade gradually began to realize what is beautiful and round.
Now her memory has stopped expanding to the first day of the first day. Fang Minjun in the first day of the first year is Ban Tweed, and Bei Yao remembers that she still has baby fat on her cheeks.
As Bei Yao remembered, the road from Chaoyang Elementary School in C City to the community began to be rebuilt. It was originally a narrow path, but now it is piled with concrete and stones.
Children like to stay and play after school, but now they can’t take the big road, they have to take the small road.
Xiaobeiyao was sad to find that everything was as she remembered, when her uncle drove into someone, and her mother paid for her family to help lose money. Her family is very poor recently.
Pei Chuan was picked up by Pei Haobin on a motorcycle, and he saw Bei Yao on the road. She was walking with the two little girls with her schoolbag on her back, all three little girls with smiles on their faces.
He was still protected by Pei Haobin in front of the motorcycle.
Pei Chuan suddenly said: "Dad, next time I sit back."
"Why do you want to sit in the back, be safe in front, and dad can look at you."
The boy didn't explain much: "I sit back and pull your clothes."
Pei Chuan knew that his legs were not good, so he exercised his arm strength under the guidance of his mother.
When they arrived home, they happened to see Zhao Zhilan coming out to take out the garbage.
Now Bei Yao walks to and from school by herself, and Zhao Zhilan will not pick her up again.
Pei Chuan asked Pei Haobin to put down the wheelchair, and Pei Chuan got into the wheelchair: "I will sit down for a while."
Although Pei Haobin was surprised, he was pleased with his son's more cheerful thoughts. He didn't think too much: "Call Dad when you want to go home."
"Ok."
Pei Chuan waited for Zhao Zhilan to finish dumping the trash and go home. He was silent for a moment, and drove the wheelchair toward the trash depot.
His arms are now stronger than all children, and the wheelchair will no longer be rushed in his hands.
He attached himself, and the trash depot was stinking.
Pei Chuan didn't have any expression, his pale fingers pulled apart the black plastic bag, found the slippery green ribbon from it, and picked it out.
Why don't you wear it anymore? Will it change when I grow up
Before the children in the community came back, Pei Chuan had already returned home.
Jiang Wenjuan finished the meal. In the past two years, the relationship between her and Pei Haobin is not salty or weak, and the two of them are still busy at work. However, Jiang Wenjuan is obviously in a very good mood today. She bought a bottle of drink and spoke at the dinner table: "A friend I met at the hospital said that Xiaochuan's current situation can be fitted with a prosthesis, and he has a friend who does this."
Pei Haobin frowned: "Is it reliable?"
"Of course." Jiang Wenjuan looked at Pei Chuan with soft brows, "Xiao Chuan will be able to stand up soon, is Gao unhappy?"
Pei Chuan didn't speak, he bends his lips.
When Pei Haobin saw this, he didn't say much. Pei Chuan will soon be nine years old, and it is very important to be able to take care of himself. Although my son does not seem to have any mental illness, it is always good to be able to stand up.
Pei Chuan took leave from the school and went to the installation unit to check.
The technician is a kind uncle. He smiled and asked, "Can uncle check it?"
Pei Chuan nodded, and his big warm hand touched his stump. Jiang Wenjuan watched anxiously. The hand under Pei Chuan's shirt was clenched into a fist. He exhausted his willpower to resist the stump that was touched. .
"Do you have frequent massages? It's well protected, and it's easier to shape your body. After I go back today, I will use a temporary prosthesis for plastic exercise. I will take a mold and get the finished prosthesis in a while."
Jiang Wenjuan nodded quickly.
Pei Chuan looked at the gray sky, and he almost forgot what it felt like to walk
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Prosthetic exercises are very tiring, and Pei Chuan has been doing this simple and boring training all winter.
It was not his leg, it was cold and not warm.
The color was also different from his skin. He touched it. It turned out that when he grew up, his legs would not grow back. It was the only substitute.
Prosthetic technology was only developed in 2000. At the beginning, it was in line with international standards. Pei Chuan's family could be regarded as an ordinary well-to-do to afford this expense.
At first he couldn't find his center of gravity and fell violently twice.
However, Pei Chuan did not cry. He held on to the bar and practiced earnestly and attentively until he sweated out in the winter. Jiang Wenjuan covered her lips, and she shed tears as she watched her son stumble and walk.
When spring arrives, Pei Chuan can walk with a prosthesis.
With the trouser legs down, he is no different from a normal child. Men like Pei Haobin shed tears this evening.
Pei Chuan looked at himself in the mirror. The prosthesis was made according to his proportions.
Pei Chuan suddenly realized that if he could grow up normally, he would be taller than many boys.
He curled his lips and smiled.
When the fourth grade started, the children in class one were shocked!
Pei Chuan can stand up, a cold and unpopular boy, with a clear eyebrow in this year, Bei Yao is only one year younger than him, but half a head shorter than him who hit the prosthesis.
The children don't know what a prosthesis is. They feel that Pei Chuan is standing and walking like a miracle in a cartoon.
Fang Minjun, the arrogant little goddess, couldn't help but glanced several times with surprise.
Bei Yao stared at him blankly, she was in the fourth grade, and her memory extended to the second grade.
Seeing the silent and indifferent "Flower of Kaolin" at the same table, she remembered something far away in her memory.
Pei Chuan also had a prosthesis in his previous life, but later he refused the prosthesis and re-entered a wheelchair.
That incident is still related to me.
In the morning, Teacher Yu brought Fang Minjun to the classroom and asked her to introduce herself to the children.
The four-year-old Fang Minjun is wearing a white princess dress with long soft hair draped. She always remembers to learn from Chang Xue with a frown and a smile, so she has no expression on her immature face, and said seriously: "My name is Fang Minjun. I am four years old this year. I hope I can get along well with the children."
This is what Fang Minjun's father Fang Xin taught. Fang Minjun said it, and Teacher Yu Qian took the lead and applauded. Fang Minjun this year is undoubtedly clean and beautiful, and there is a wholehearted applause in the classroom.