In October, the creeper at Bei Yao's window withered. Bei Yao looked at the indifferent Pei Chuan, her thinking was immature, although she couldn't bear it, but when she was a child, Bei Yao was always a good boy who listened to the teacher.
She rubbed her eyes with her small hands, put the textbooks and water glasses into her schoolbag, and packed her own things. Pei Chuan didn't even look at her, just stared at the pictures in his Chinese textbook.
Bei Yao was afraid that he would be alone, and after thinking about it, she untied the little panda from her schoolbag.
She rubbed it reluctantly with her soft cheek, and then put it on Pei Chuan's table.
Pei Chuan shifted his gaze from the book to him, and the little panda was round and sitting at his desk.
He knew that she liked this toy very much, and sometimes she would subconsciously pull the red panda's ears in class, and set up the red panda before coming every day.
He finally raised his eyes to look at her, she was very reluctant to give up, such a pitiful look in her eyes, she didn't know whether she was reluctant to bear him or the little panda.
He silently pushed her beloved red panda back.
What she is reluctant to bear, most likely it will not be herself.
Bei Yao hugged the little panda sadly. He didn't like her or her toys.
Bei Yao walked towards Fang Minjun carrying her schoolbag, Fang Minjun glanced at her proudly, then turned to talk to the back table.
Five-year-old Pei Chuan exhausted all his willpower to avoid turning his head to see her walking past.
Bei Yao was sitting in the bright sunshine, and the golden light gently embellished her little head. He placed the bamboo dragonfly in the school bag on the opposite side of her, out of the sun.
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The children watching the excitement forgot to change seats in a blink of an eye.
Bei Yao and Fang Minjun became the same table.
If Bei Yao had memories of high school, she would definitely find it awkward and weird. Fortunately, with a child's mentality, she feels that the beautiful Minjun is also very cute.
Throughout the fall, the first thing Bei Yao learned was to control drinking less water, because Fang Minjun would not give her her water like Pei Chuan did.
Fang Minjun is extraordinarily strong. If Bei Yao's hair is well combed, her complexion will not be good all day, and she will subconsciously tidy up her princess dress. After all, it is a child. Although the concept instilled by her mother keeps her in her heart, she is not too hostile to Bei Yao.
After all, Xiao Bei Yao is not as slender and beautiful as her, and Bei Yao is easy to bully.
Rubbish can be thrown away by Xiao Bei Yao, homework can be brought by Bei Yao to the team leader, Xiao Bei Yao is obedient and well-behaved.
Pei Chuan looked ugly in his eyes.
However, this is the path he chose, and Bei Yao is no longer at the same table as him.
After the fall, the weather turned colder, and Bei Yao was dressed up as a blessing doll—a big red cotton-padded jacket by Zhao Zhilan, thick and joyful.
The quilted jacket is not new, it was changed by Zhao Zhilan with old clothes. Although tacky, it keeps warm. There are autumn clothes and two sweaters inside the big red cotton-padded jacket, and Bei Yao's short legs are also thickly wrapped.
It happened that Zhao Xiu came downstairs with Fang Minjun to visit, and Bei Yao yelled in her little milk voice: "Aunt Xiu, Min Min."
Zhao Xiu almost laughed and said, "Zhi Lan, from a distance I thought Yaoyao was a fireball."
Zhao Zhilan went to see Fang Minjun subconsciously after hearing the words. The little girl was dressed neatly and beautifully. The new pink quilted jacket was outfitted with a pink scarf, which was not bloated and western. Fang Minjun is in Zhao Xiu's arms, and Zhao Xiu is also letting her go.
Zhao Zhilan rolled her eyes in her heart. In such a cold day, no one cares about whether it is good or not, it is a serious matter to be warm. It's always polite on the face: "Oh, your Minmin isn't cheap, right."
"There are more than 30 cotton-padded clothes, and the scarf was given by her sister-in-law."
More than 30 yuan made Zhao Zhilan, who had no money in his pocket, shut up, and Zhao Xiu's eyes were full of joy.
When Zhao Xiu returned home with Fang Minjun in his arms, Fang Minjun said, "Dad said the cotton-padded coat is twenty-six yuan."
Zhao Xiu glared at her daughter: "Mom said it is thirty or thirty, you are almost at the end of the term, you must take the exam well, don't you know? Mom will give you a reward after the exam." More than 30 cotton-padded clothes made her painful. I got a handful, but Zhao Xiu felt happy when he thought of finishing the final exam.
In order to "reward", Fang Minjun nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Zhao Zhilan was also a little nervous for the children's first final exam in winter. She was afraid that it would be a mistake to send Bei Yao to the preschool early. Looking at Xiao Bei Yao's innocent face, Zhao Zhilan sighed. Forget it, grades are not important. The child's health and safety is the greatest blessing.
On the day of the final exam, Bei Yao was sent to school by Zhao Zhilan early.
The pre-school exam is not like the elementary school disrupts the seats, everyone sits in the same place for the exam.
Bei Yao is not nervous at all—her knowledge is only in the third grade.
"Rebirth" is too far away for a child, and she herself sometimes feels a little at a loss, why does she know all these things, and how can she know what will happen in the future. However, the sense of urgency in her heart tells Bei Yao that this is a very important secret, and her mother can't say it.
Teacher Yu Qian came to hand out the papers, and watched everyone to do the questions after they were issued, and Teacher Zheng also came to help. This year's preschool exams are not divided into Chinese and mathematics, and this is the only paper for basic knowledge.
The children were in trouble during their first exams. After a while, they asked for leave to pee, and then the pencil broke and kept sharpening. The teacher had to take care of them.
Fang Minjun's hands formed a curved arc, and she covered the paper as she wrote. Zhao Xiu said that she can't let Bei Yao copy her.
Bei Yao looked at the number of small flowers on the paper, and the children had a few questions.
Bei Yao: "..."
Pei Chuan tilted his head before writing, and his dark pupils looked at the sunlight. The little girl is writing her name seriously.
He couldn't see if she would be or not, Pei Chuan turned his head, it was none of his business whether she would be or not.
Bei Yao quickly finished it, she thought it was so simple!
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The children’s examination papers are reviewed very quickly, and the results can be obtained in two days. For the children’s first examination, parents have great expectations.
In 1996, the kindergarten class in City C implemented a paper percentile system.
The children sit on the seats, the teacher says their names one by one, and then the children go to the podium to take the papers. Teacher Yu Qian did not rank high or low. To her, her teaching and education achievements are not the most important thing, not to mention the preschool is just a transition. What surprised her was the achievements of two of the children-Bei Yao and Pei Chuan.
Fang Minjun got the paper first. She had a red "90" on her paper. Fang Minjun couldn't help but bend her lips with joy, thinking of the image of "Chang Xue", she pressed the corners of her lips down, only the joy in her eyes Can't stop it.
Then there was Pei Chuan's paper. He glanced at it and put it in his schoolbag.
Bei Yao was the second-to-last in the class to get the paper. She couldn't help Xing'er bend her eyes when she saw the joyous numbers on it.
Fang Minjun thought to herself that her deskmate should have laughed at a score of 70 on the test.
She covered her score to prevent Bei Yao from reading, and then asked, "Yaoyao, how many scores did you score?"
Bei Yao spread out the paper and showed it to Fang Minjun. There was a "99" printed in red ink on the top — Bei Yao's drawing was not straight, and one point was deducted. It should have been 100 points.
Fang Minjun looked at the bright red 99. There was a thunderbolt on the sunny day, and in the winter, her joy was completely scattered, as if someone had splashed a bucket of ice water.
That's it!
If Zhao Xiu knows about going home...
After the exam was completed and the papers were received, he would go home for the New Year. Pei Haobin came to pick up Pei Chuan, and they drove past the school gate as usual.
Pei Chuan turned his head, the little red ball was standing in the first row and waved at him vigorously, eyes like two crescent moons.
She had no complaints, she was terribly well-behaved.
Pei Chuan squeezed the cold metal bar of the motorcycle: "Dad, take Bei Yao."
Pei Haobin Nahan: "What if her mother comes to pick her up?"
"You can say something when you meet on the road, or tell the teacher."
Pei Haobin couldn't help but glance at his son. After Pei Chuan broke his leg, he was very reluctant and rarely said so much. He agreed with Pei Chuan's proposal. A four-year-old female doll had to walk nearly two kilometers from school to and from school every day. He wasn't her father who was in pain.
Pei Haobin turned the motorcycle around and asked Xiaobeiyao, "Will uncle take you back?"
Bei Yao wanted to ride a motorcycle. In her memory, Bei Licai bought a motorcycle when she was in the third grade. Sitting on it is like stepping on the wind, and you will be home in five minutes. However, Bei Yao was a little scared when she was a child. She looked at Pei Chuan timidly, and Pei Chuan looked down at her, her eyes were not repulsive.
She nodded shyly, the little milk said softly: "Thank you Uncle Pei."
"Yu Qian, then I will bring Bei Yao back on the way. If her mother comes over, you can talk about it."
Of course, Yu Qian assured her old classmates and nodded with a smile.
Pei Haobin asked Yu Qian to help hold Xiaobeiyao in the back seat, and tied it with a leather cord to fix Xiaobeiyao in order to prevent the child from falling out of strength.
The children waiting in line all watched, a little envious of Bei Yao. Fang Minjun couldn't help pouting his mouth. Her father had a big bicycle, and he drove her home every day, but she hadn't taken a motorcycle home yet. Fang Minjun was a little aggrieved. Everyone lives in a community. Why did Pei Chuan's father only take Bei Yao and not her
Since changing seats, Pei Chuan has been so close to Bei Yao for the first time.
As if the air was covered with the fragrance of milk on her body.
Pei Haobin started the car, softened his voice and asked Bei Yao, "How many points Bei Yao did on the test?"
Pei Chuan couldn't help listening attentively.
Her voice was like a bell ringing: "Ninety-nine minutes."
Pei Haobin knew that she was young and that Yomo was the youngest child in the class. He asked Bei Yao to tease her, but he didn't expect such a small doll to be so good on the exam.
He really praised: "Bei Yao is really amazing, so smart."
Bei Yao knew to be polite: "Thank you uncle."
Pei Chuan sat at the front, and the winter wind blew the boy's short hair. He didn't speak the whole time, without knowing it, the corners of his lips curled slightly.
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Fang Minjun was carried back by Teacher Fang Xin's bicycle. She had a pale face and was very afraid to go home.
What if mom asks about grades
Before the exam, she had never thought that she could not pass Bei Yao, but everything became a reality when she sent out the papers. She sat on the bar of her father's bicycle, and she wanted to cry.
Even if Fang Minjun is young, he can still feel the emotions of his parents.
Zhao Xiu cares about two things the most. The first is Fang Minjun and the jade girl "Chang Xue" have similar looks, and the second is to beat Zhao Zhilan.
In the second case, Zhao Xiu has been far ahead for more than 20 years. Zhao Zhilan can't beat her in anything, but now she has lost her daughter's performance.
Fang Minjun held back the tears in his eyes and couldn't let his mother know.
She felt scared and ashamed.
Bei Yao is so stupid, why didn't she test her? You will definitely pass Bei Yao next time, this time it's a mistake.
In her unconscious state, the father and daughter returned home.
Zhao Xiu waited a long time ago, and immediately greeted him: "How about Minmin? Show me the paper."
Fang Minjun had to take out the test paper from his schoolbag. Zhao Xiu looked at it for ninety minutes and smiled openly: "My family's Minmin is amazing!" She gave Fang Minjun a hard kiss on the face.
Zhao Xiu then asked Fang Minjun: "Where is Bei Yao that girl? How many scores did he get on the test?" Zhao Xiu and his daughter thought that Fang Minjun was so good that it was impossible to fail Bei Yao.
Fang Minjun's face turned pale, her small hands clasped tightly, and she lowered her head and said, "Sixty-six points."
Lying made her very disturbed.
Zhao Xiu almost laughed when she heard it. She just said, how good is Zhao Zhilan's daughter. She kissed Fang Minjun again: "Mom's good nanny!"
Bei Yao slowly went to the toilet.
The little girl in the fourth grade, wearing her beanie green clothes, has a ponytail tied high on her head. She has no forehead hair, her big eyes are as bright as crystals.
Pei Chuan helped the desk to stand up, and when everyone was gone, he walked slowly outside the school alone.
He is carrying a black schoolbag. There is no other cartoon fighters on the schoolbag. What he has is just plain black. Pei Chuan's walking posture is a bit strange. He walks very slowly, just like a snail climbing a green branch, working hard at every point.
Bei Yao poked out her head quietly, put her schoolbag on her back, and trot to follow.
When he reached him, the nearly ten-year-old boy turned his head sharply.
She stopped in her footsteps and looked at him through the cold October rain.
Pei Chuan's eyes were cold, Bei Yao hurriedly lowered her head and walked past him.
After she had walked out for a while, Pei Chuan continued to move forward.
This section of the way home has not been repaired yet, so they can only take a small path. The trail is farther, and it takes 30 minutes to walk. It took Pei Chuan longer. It didn't take long for him to put on the prosthesis. The place where the stump touched the limb would be painful if he walked for a long time. Pei Chuan could only walk for a while and rest for a while.
He doesn't like people he knows to see him walking home so hard, so he usually waits for all his classmates to finish before he gets up and goes home slowly.
Pei Chuan looked at the back of the girl in front of him disappearing, and his heart was slightly more annoyed.
What does she mean? Deliberately staying late to see him joke? Just curious about how the disabled walk
The sparrow leaped to the branch, her lovely back figure getting farther and farther away.
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Ding Wenxiang in the sixth grade is playing in the sand.
The road has not been repaired yet, and the road is full of concrete river sand. He and three sixth-grade boys are playing in the sand.
He is the leader of this group of people, and his grades are poor. His mother said that if he doesn't work hard, he won't study for him in junior high school.
Ding Wenxiang knew that his mother was frightening him, but his life was already ruined, so he didn't care if he still went to school. He heard that Brother Qiang said that part-time job can also make a lot of money.
Sand leaked through his fingers, and there was no ring finger or little finger on his right hand.
This is because the grandmother in the countryside didn't take good care of him when he was young, and was cut off by the hogweed knife.
Twelve-year-old Ding Wenxiang was much taller than the other three boys. Someone pushed down the sand wall and talked about new things: "Ding Wenxiang, do you know that there is a boy in the fourth grade in our school who has no legs?"
Of course Ding Wenxiang knew, he clapped his hands: "I have seen it, in a wheelchair."
"Yes, but I heard two days ago that he has legs again and he can walk."
Ding Wenxiang's eyes widened.
"Really, if you don't lie to you, you can go. He has walked home during this period. Did you think he had a prosthetic leg? How can the prosthetic leg walk like a real leg?"
"Prosthetic leg?" Ding Wenxiang looked at his mutilated right hand, "I must go and see it."
He immediately disappeared from the sand. A sixth-grade boy said: "I know, he walks that path very slowly after school, like a turtle crawling, I will take you there."
Ding Wenxiang and a group of people walked around the road, their schoolbags draped on their shoulders, and they walked towards the small road in a hurry.
Pei Chuan walked slowly but steadily step by step. His eyes were dark, he stopped, and looked at the few big boys who came in front of him.
He didn't know them, so he paused and continued to move on.
Ding Wenxiang stared at his leg without blinking, and stretched out his hand to hold Pei Chuan's collar: "Boy, don't go, show me your prosthetic leg."
Pei Chuan's pupils were pitch black, and he stretched out his hand to break that hand without a word.
Ding Wenxiang originally thought that the disability, who looked weak and was two years younger than him, was not a threat. He didn't expect that the twisted hand would make his left hand hurt. Ding Wenxiang was forced to let go, but he became even more angry.
Twelve-year-old children have infinite destructive power, and they also start to save face. Ding Wenxiang said: "Hold people down!"
Several children swarmed up and pressed Pei Chuan to the ground.
"Go away!" Pei Chuan was also angry, but no matter how strong his arm was, he couldn't reach a group of young people two or three years older than him.
The path was full of mud, and his prosthesis was not proficient at all. After the center of gravity shifted, he was pressed on the ground, with dirty muddy water next to his cheeks. On the rainy road, the stench of the soil penetrated into the nasal cavity.
They held down his cheeks and arms, Pei Chuan knew what they were going to do, the peace on his face disappeared, and he struggled like a crazy little beast: "Let go of me! You let me go!"
Ding Wenxiang's hand was still hurting. He kicked Pei Chuan and followed his mother's curse: "Little beast."
Ding Wenxiang squatted down to untie Pei Chuan's shoelaces. Pei Chuan's shoelaces were very long, and after a few laps, they were tied to the outside of the trouser legs—he didn't want to show the prosthesis with abnormal colors.
The shoelaces were untied, and if Pei Chuan's trouser legs were opened again, there would be artificial legs without the slightest temperature inside.
This is the peak time for school.
The third grade and the first and second grades were playing around on the small road. Many people saw this scene, and then someone whispered: "That's Ding Wenxiang from the sixth grade."
Ding Wenxiang was very muddled at school.
The children in twos and threes opened their eyes wide and no one dared to step forward.
Pei Chuan dug his fingers into the muddy water. For the first time he had the idea of wanting everyone to die. If they had died, they would have died!
The shoelace of Pei Chuan's right leg was untied, and Ding Wenxiang blew an unbalanced whistle. He went to tease the boy's trouser legs.
Ding Wenxiang screamed with a severe pain in his back, and he turned his head back viciously.
A little girl in a green coat, holding a three-fingered tree branch, hit him on the back again.
Bei Yao was terrified. In her limited memory, she had never had a fight in her two lifetimes.
Ding Wenxiang glared at her, her hands were shaking, but she still clenched the branch and stood in front of Pei Chuan.
"You let him go." She hit the few hands holding Pei Chuan one by one.
The sixth grade children screamed in pain, and someone kicked Bei Yao.
She also cried.
She was so painful, Bei Yao bit her lip and still refused to lose that branch.
Half of Pei Chuan's face was in the muddy water, and he looked up at all this indifferently.
It was the first time that he saw Bei Yao crying. While crying, she waved a thick branch and hit the group of people. She said: "I want to tell us Teacher Cai and also tell my uncle that my uncle is a policeman and let him take you all away!"
Ding Wenxiang cursed, and then said, "If it wasn't for you to be a girl, I would kill you today!" He turned his head to look at the students who were scared by the'police', "Go, what are you doing while standing!" "
They are all gone.
Those in the lower grades who dared not come over also returned home one step at a time.
When there was no one on the small road, Bei Yao cried out sobbing.
She remembered this scene.
The memory is exactly the same, except that she was one of those lower-grade children in her previous life. Pei Chuan's trouser legs were finally lifted, and she saw a cold prosthesis that was different from the normal legs.
All the children showed timidity and surprise, and she was pulled back by a good friend. A good friend said: "That fake leg is so scary."
He was in the mud, looking at her with pitch-black eyes, and slowly fell silent.
Since then, Bei Yao never saw Pei Chuan wearing a prosthesis again, and he got back into a wheelchair.
She ran back in this life.
Bei Yao held a heavy branch, stepped on it for several years, squatted down beside him, tears on her white and soft cheeks.
"Uuuuu..."
Pei Chuan's silent eyes moved and turned to look at her.
She lost the tree branch, her body trembled, and she seemed to be more scared than him. Pei Chuan frowned and sat up with his arms supporting his body.
His clothes were wet with mud and water, and his original decent cleanness was completely gone.
Pei Chuan was expressionless, gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground.
The weeds on the roadside cut the skin of his palm.
He lowered his head, Bei Yao's apricot eyes were full of tears, and she was sobbing, at a loss. Such a little girl may only fight this kind of fight once in her life.
Pei Chuan walked forward slowly.
After walking many steps, she couldn't help but turned her head back, she was still squatting there.
"Bei Yao." He called her name for the first time, and said calmly, "Go home."
Bei Yao turned her head, her big eyes were red, like a little rabbit. She sobbed: "Oh."
Then she tried to stand up tremblingly, and followed him.
The late sunset showed half of his face. He didn't comfort him or wiped her tears, listening to her crying all the way.
"Pei Chuan, I'm a little scared."