"Hey, you just want to drink my Yakult, don't you!"? A boy with short natural curly hair came in with a bunch of Yakult, a pair of dark almond eyes, and handed out a few bottles of Yakult. The front row called his classmates.
"Yakult, congratulations on your finally joining our class!" The class leader Li Xiaoyuan said politely, and took a whole row of Yakult from the natural rolls in his hand unceremoniously.
"Hey, don't finish it for me, buy it yourself." Natural Roll tightly hugged the drink in his arms and ran quickly towards the last row.
"Brother Qinhe!" He put a whole row of drinks in front of Lin Qinhe as if offering a treasure, and put his schoolbag on Lin Qinhe's desk at will, and said with a smile, "If you can't get up in the morning, just simply I didn't come until after physics class."
Lin Qinhe snorted, and the indifferent expression in the past was obviously less alienated, and he naturally handed the black notebook on the table to the natural volume.
"Ah, thank you! But you don't have to write it down for me in the future. I don't really understand it anyway. I'll ask you when I go back."
"Hey, why don't I know this new classmate?" He rolled his eyes, as if he had finally discovered the tablemate sitting next to Lin Qinhe.
Li Xiaoyuan just happened to follow him with a form, and took the initiative to introduce: "This is a newly transferred student from our class, and the first place in Qingshui County!"
Natural roll oh, nodded, smiled and said to Tao Xi: "Hello, my name is Yang Duole, you can call me Yakult just like them."
After he finished speaking, he leaned over and placed a bottle of Yakult on the Taoxi table. A red rope woven with a peace knot and gold beads was tied to his outstretched right wrist, and under the red rope was a very conspicuous red circular birthmark. .
Tao Xi stared at the red birthmark, and then stared at the boy's face. It seemed that a long time had passed, and it seemed that it was not long before he heard someone say:
"My name is Tao Xi."
He didn't know how ugly his face was, and almost everyone around him found that he was in a bad mood.
Yang Duole seemed to think this new classmate was a little weird, he blinked in confusion, but at this time the class bell rang, and the students rushed back, so Yang Duole had no choice but to return to his seat with his schoolbag.
The monitor, Li Xiaoyuan, put the form in his hand on Taoxi's table before rushing back, and warned, "I forgot to give it to you yesterday. This is the information form for all the students in our class. Just fill it out and give it to me." Run away quickly.
Tao Xi looked at the watch blankly, and his eyes quickly locked a name on the watch.
Yang Duole, 16 years old, birthday on December 25th, mother Fang Sui (deceased), father Yang Zhengming…
"Are you all right?" Bi Chengfei turned his head to look at Tao Xi worriedly. The man sat motionless, his face was pale, and his most beautiful eyes were empty.
Bi Chengfei felt that only he knew why Tao Xi was so lost.
It must be because Lin Qinhe rejected him again.
Bi Chengfei sighed and aimed at the culprit, only to find that Lin Qinhe turned his head slightly and was looking at Tao Xi with his head lowered.
But soon he withdrew his gaze and took out the English book from the drawer, his face still expressionless.
Alas, Lin Xueshen is good in everything, but he is too high and cold, which doesn't hurt the heart of Qingshui County's cabbage.
"Bi Chengfei, is your head growing in the back of the sky? Last time I asked you to go to your father's place to register an account, what did Dr. Bi say?"
A cold female voice suddenly came from the podium, and Bi Chengfei, who was worrying about the pair of people at the same table in the back seat, was startled and turned back in a daze.
The whole class died of laughter, who didn't know that Bi Chengfei's father was also Bi Aoxue's eldest brother, and the director of brain surgery at Wenhua Hannan Hospital.
And Aunt Bi's nickname also comes from her being Bi Chengfei's little aunt.
"Oh, Dr. Bi said that my head is useless, it's inherited from the family." Bi Chengfei touched his head and said calmly.
The group laughed and leaned forward and backward, and they couldn't get tired of watching the scene of the pair of aunts and nephews fighting each other.
Bi Aoxue sneered, stretched out her finger and clicked on Bi Chengfei, meaning "wait for me".
She cast her gaze to the last row, and first glanced at the newcomer Tao Xi. The child was in a daze with his head lowered. She frowned, thinking that perhaps the person has not yet adapted to the new environment.
Then he looked at Lin Qinhe on the side.
The sun came out in the west. Not only was this ancestor not late, he didn't read any other books, but looked at the English textbook on the table.
Bi Aoxue swept her gaze to the rest of the classroom again, and this swipe caught another one who secretly lowered her head to suck a drink.
"Yang Duole, what, just came to the first class and want to go back?"
The boy who was named almost choked, he quickly put the Yakult into the drawer, shook his head and said, "I was wrong, I don't want to go back."
Tao Xi suddenly came back to his senses, and the three words Yang Duole instantly ripped him apart from his jagged memory.
He raised his eyelashes and looked at the boy in front of the left with a natural curly head.
There was a sneering malice in his dark eyes that no one could see.
Guo Ping's grief-stricken face reappeared in his mind, and said in his most hated tone: "He was in poor health from birth, I was fascinated, thinking that the hospital in the big city is better, they will definitely be able to treat him. take good care.".
Last summer, Tao Xi just returned to his home in Taoxi Bay with the top grade in the town’s high school entrance examination. Tao Le went to play at his grandma’s house. Lose your temper at leisure.
He was hiding in the firewood room to paint, and overheard Tao Jian and Guo Ping arguing.
"That's my own son. What's wrong with me going to him?! That woman surnamed Fang must have a rich family. We've raised their son so big, isn't it strange that we should give him some alimony?"
"No! You can't go to him, you will destroy him!" Guo Ping said loudly in a rare fierce tone.
"Do you think paper can hold fire? The blood relationship is here, and sooner or later, it will be discovered! I said why Tao Xi doesn't look like me at all. If my mother didn't tell me, my mother wouldn't even know that it was for someone else. Raise a son!"
Tao Jian scolded for a while, then suddenly asked sharply, "What is the name of the girl who painted my son?"
Guo Ping remained silent.
What followed was Tao Jian's irritable scolding, and the movement became louder and louder, as if a fight had started.
Tao Xi pushed open the door of the firewood house and looked at them blankly.
Guo Ping's numb face finally had a crack when he saw him, and the drooping eyelids were full of fear and withdrawal, and there was a trace of untraceable guilt.
Tao Jian didn't expect that Tao Xi was in the firewood room. He didn't have a deep relationship with the two children. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Tao Xi for a while. He irritably touched the short hair that was curled and messy on the top of his head, and scolded Guo Ping. : "I can't hide it now, it's better to tell it honestly."
Guo Ping seemed to have finally collapsed, and sat slowly on the bench, covering her face without speaking.
After a while, she seemed to be about to unload a burden that she had carried for many years, and told the old story that had tormented her for a long time.
Sixteen years ago, a beautiful young woman came to the remote Taoxi Bay. She was alone with luggage and painting tools. She looked and dressed obviously from a big city.
The villagers are not surprised. Although Taoxi Bay is poor, it has beautiful scenery. Two years ago, a young man took pictures and went back, and after that, some idlers came to sketch and take pictures one after another.
However, this woman was pregnant, and it was not obvious at first, but as she lived in the village for longer and longer, the villagers began to talk about this woman named Fang Sui.
They thought she might be pregnant with an illegitimate child and was ashamed to be known by her family, so they found a remote place to hide and paint.
At that time, Fang Sui was renting at Guo Ping's house, Guo Ping was also pregnant, her husband Tao Jian went out to work, and there was a capable mother-in-law at home who took care of her.
However, rural women can still work in the fields even if they are pregnant. Instead, the mother-in-law takes care of Fang Sui more. After all, she can still get a lot of money.
Fang Sui was very beautiful. Guo Ping still remembers her face clearly. She was the kind of rich lady who was pampered since she was a child. Like the peach petals flowing on the Qingshui River, the slightly raised eyelashes at the corners of the eyes are moistened with moisture, and there is always a bit of naive affection when looking at people.
There were a few bachelors in the village who were eager to move, but they were all driven back by Guo Ping, who had a fiery personality. When Fang Sui was sitting in the fields painting, Guo Ping was watching over her while doing farm work nearby.
During the break, Guo Ping sat on the ridge, weaving all kinds of gadgets with straw or bamboo strips, and gave them to Fang Sui, Fang Sui would show a simple and happy smile.
There are always some people in this world who are born with affection and love, and both men and women will have a desire to protect them.
Fang Sui speaks very little, Guo Ping has lived with her for so long, and she only knows that she is from Wenhua City and is a freelance painter, and she is even more secretive about the child's father and her own parents, and she will look on when she mentions it. dim.
Guo Ping guessed that she might have eloped with her lover without her parents' permission, but the lover didn't come to her.
As the two gradually approached production and the weather became colder and colder in autumn, Fang Sui no longer went out to paint, and Guo Ping no longer did farm work.
Guo Ping taught Fang Sui to weave. Fang Sui was very dexterous when drawing with a pair of thin hands, but it took a long time to clumsily weave a peace knot with red rope.
Talking about the child's name, Fang Sui looked at the peace knot in his hand with a gentle expression: "I thought about a lot of names before, and I almost felt that they had a meaning. Le, so I still think the name Yang Duole is the best, and it can be used by boys and children."
That was the first time Guo Ping knew that the child's father's surname was Yang, and the names of the children in their village were simple, so why would Fang Sui think so much? A good name to feed."
Fang Sui smiled and said nothing, went to the table and sat down, picked up a pen, and wrote on the letter paper.
Guo Ping glanced at it and asked curiously, "Are you finally going to write a letter to your family?"
Fang Sui shook her head and said, "I will write a letter to my child and show it to him when he is eighteen."
Guo Ping felt that the people in the city were just ignorant, and it wasn't because the children could not be seen when they grew up, so what can't be said at that time
It seemed like a prophecy, Fang Sui had a particularly difficult day of giving birth. Guo Ping was not yet full-term, and she was going to give birth when she was in a hurry.
That day was December 25th, a Christmas that the people in the mountains didn't know and didn't care about.
The mother-in-law hurriedly invited two midwives from the village, and the three old women were so busy that they could hardly cope.
On the contrary, Mr. Guo Ping gave birth to a boy. Because he was not full-term, he was very thin and did not cry loudly. There was an obvious red circular birthmark on his right wrist.
At that time, a midwife whispered to Guo Ping's mother-in-law, "This child doesn't look very easy to support."
Guo Ping heard it, gritted her teeth and said nothing, and looked at Fang Sui, who was about to faint in pain.
Fang Sui didn't give birth to the child until after eight o'clock in the evening. It was also a boy, crying loudly. Fang Sui glanced at the child, smiled and called "Lele" softly, and fainted out of prostration.
Immediately afterwards, Fang Sui started bleeding profusely, and everyone in the room was terrified. The village hurriedly used a tricycle to send Fang Sui to the town, but when he got to the bathroom, Fang Sui was out of breath.
Guo Ping never wanted to recall those days. She didn't follow her because she had just given birth. When she saw Fang Sui again, she was the corpse that was dragged back, quietly, with a red peace knot that didn't look good in her hand tightly.
Guo Ping was breastfeeding her two children by herself. She found a notebook in Fang Sui's belongings with some phone numbers in it. She went to a house with a telephone in town and made a call, and the person who answered the phone was a middle-aged man. , should be Fang Sui's father.
Later, Fang Sui's parents rushed over and broke down and cried when they saw Fang Sui's coffin, followed by a handsome young man who didn't speak, his eyes were red, and his chin was full of stubble.
Guo Ping had already packed up all Fang Sui's belongings, including the hundreds of paintings she painted in Taoxi Bay, the letter she wrote to her eighteen-year-old child, and the string of red peace knots.
However, when she handed over the child to Fang Sui's parents, she obeyed her mother-in-law.
"She named the child Yang Duole, hoping that he will be free from illness and disaster, and be blessed and happy." Guo Ping resolutely gave them her son with a red birthmark.
The young man who had been silent all this time suddenly burst into tears and choked silently.
They didn't stay in Taoxi Bay any longer, and soon took Fang Sui and the children back. Before leaving, Fang's family wanted to give Guo Ping a lot of money to thank her for taking care of Fang Sui during this period of time. She meant to keep her mouth shut, after all, this matter was not glorious.
Guo Ping died and was confiscated, but when they were breastfeeding the child before they left, she quietly hugged her son and wiped away tears.
After that, Fang's family never came again, and all the miscellaneous things were buried under the December winter snow in Taoxi Bay year after year.
The left child, Guo Ping named him Tao Xi.
"Tao Xi, Mom just asks you one thing, don't go to him, okay? Or, maybe you wait until he's grown up and then go to him, okay?"
Tao Xi looked at Guo Ping, who was squatting on the ground and crying bitterly.
From beginning to end, Guo Ping never said sorry to him.
In the end, the most worrying thing was that he was afraid that he would go to her own son named Yang Duole, and that he would destroy his good life.
For a moment, he wanted to ask Guo Ping, Yang Duole has not grown up yet, did he grow up when he was born on the same day
He finally understood why Guo Ping had been so afraid of his painting and all the excellence he showed since he was a child, why his grandmother was never close to him but loved Tao Le very much, why a deceased midwife in the village had secretly treated him before his death Say, "Son, you shouldn't be here."
I finally understood why his name was Tao Xi and his sister was Tao Le.
His "mother" hopes that he will stay in Taoxiwan forever, and she will always miss the child who is blessed with happiness and happiness.
As a child, he often wondered why both his mother and grandmother preferred his younger sister.
It turned out that he was not unloved, he was never loved.
"Tao Xi, read the paragraph I just said aloud." Bi Aoxue finally couldn't hold back after a long time, frowning at the new students in the last row who were obviously distracted.
Tao Xi regained his senses again, he stood up slowly, but bowed his head in silence, not knowing what to say.
I didn't listen, how do you answer
He was about to honestly admit that he didn't listen, but saw a slender hand pushing an open English textbook over. On the clean page, there was a paragraph of English drawn in an abrupt frame by black ink.
Tao Xi was stunned, and subconsciously read out the paragraph.
But while he was reading English, several students in the class laughed quietly.
Because his spoken language is not standard.
Bi Aoxue glared at the snickering students, and after Tao Xi finished reading, she let him sit down and didn't continue to embarrass him, even though she knew that Lin Qinhe helped this kid for the first time.
After Tao Xi sat down, he was stunned for a while, and found that the English book had been taken back. Only after realizing it did he turn his head to look at Lin Qinhe beside him, and said softly, "Thank you".
Lin Qinhe didn't say anything, just closed the English book again, then lowered his head and pulled out the physics competition book to read.
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