He Yu brought a lot of dried sweet potatoes from the countryside, a full sack.
It seems to be enough for two children to eat a childhood, and they can't finish it.
Taking the initiative to play with He Yu, and taking the initiative to show love to He Yu, is not a shame for Jiang Mingzhen.
—I only treat him well for eating dried sweet potatoes!
She said so to herself.
One day when summer came, He Yu shook off the crumbs in the sack, and held the skinny dried sweet potatoes in front of Jiang Mingzhen.
"It's the last one," he said.
"Ah." Her tone dragged on very long, like an unfinished sentence, followed by six unfinished points.
Xu Meiyin said that after this summer, Jiang Mingzhen and He Yu will go to preschool.
Jiang Mingzhen didn't know what preschool was, so her mother explained: Preschool is to prepare you for elementary school. The children from the neighbor’s house, the children who played with you before, all of them are going to preschool. In the preschool class, Xiaozhen can also meet other more new friends.
Jiang Mingzhen, who thought she would be able to go home after a year of preschool and stay at home forever, felt panicked.
"You haven't finished preschool yet, do you want to continue elementary school?"
"That's right," Xu Meiyin said with a smile: "Elementary school, middle school, high school, university, Xiaozhen has to finish all of them."
Jiang Mingzhen has been depressed since the arrival of summer.
The reason is probably that there are no dried sweet potatoes.
It is extremely rare for Miss Jiang to have something to eat but not to be able to. The reason why Auntie Fan didn't buy her new dried sweet potatoes was because the head of the Jiang family refused to let her.
Jiang Mingzhen's first deciduous tooth was gnawed off when she was gnawing on dried sweet potatoes.
The child was very delicate, and there was some blood when she changed her teeth. Seeing that the mouthfuls were all red, and her gums hurt, she threw herself into the arms of her parents and cried into tears.
The domineering daughter cried into a kitten because of her tooth loss, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were naturally distressed.
"Xiao Zhen, you can't chew on the dried sweet potatoes. You are changing your teeth. The dried sweet potatoes are hard and sweet. If you eat them, you will lose the other tooth, and you will have to cry next time."
Compared with the carefulness of her parents, Jiang Mingzhen is a typical example of forgetting the pain when the scar is healed.
A few days after the tooth fell out, she began to secretly beg He Yu for dried sweet potatoes.
Now, all the dried sweet potatoes in his place have been eaten, and she has nothing to eat at all.
…
He Yu knew that Jiang Mingzhen was unhappy recently.
Her emotions were written all over her face. He plays toys with her every day during the day, and is supervised by her to sleep from time to time at night. It is also difficult to force him not to see that she is unhappy.
As summer began, Ms. Jiang's symptoms of missing dried sweet potatoes became more and more serious.
The two of them were halfway building blocks in the toy room when she suddenly began to sigh.
"You play, I won't play."
He Yu watched her walk to the window with her hands behind her back.
Looking out melancholy, she sighed, "Oh."
His deflated shoulders sank a bit.
The sad and ugly face looks like a little old woman from a distance.
"It would be great if there were dried sweet potatoes."
He Yu scratched his head and thought for a while.
Scanning around to make sure no one was there, he walked up to her ear and whispered to her in a breathy voice.
"I think, otherwise... you should lose your temper with your parents."
Jiang Mingzhen doubted what she heard.
He Yu patted her on the shoulder and said with certainty, "If you make a big noise, they will let you buy it."
His expression was so sincere that she lost her words for a moment.
She regarded him as a good boy. What Jiang Mingzhen meant was that He Yu seemed timid and listened to adults so much that he actually encouraged her to lose her temper.
In fact, thinking about it, when the two of them met for the first time, he showed the sincerity of what he said. If he was really timid, he probably wouldn't dare to "disrespect" her repeatedly.
Thinking too far, Jiang Mingzhen looked a little distracted.
"Don't you want to lose your temper with them?" He Yu interpreted her blankness as that she didn't agree with his proposal.
Jiang Mingzhen was not thinking about that, and nodded hastily.
He Yu understood: "Then I'll think of a way."
A few days later, when he found her mysteriously, Jiang Mingzhen knew that He Yu's "thinking of a way" was not just talking, he really observed carefully.
"I went to the vegetable market with my mother in the morning, and I found someone selling dried sweet potatoes."
"Can you buy it for me!" Hearing those three words, Jiang Mingzhen immediately regained her spirits: "I have money in my piggy bank, and I have a lot of money."
"No, I'm going to buy vegetables with my mother in the morning, but I can't do it." Without thinking too much, he refused.
It is normal to be rejected, and Jiang Mingzhen accepts the reality easily.
"Okay, good boy."
He Yu's "think of a way" didn't stop there.
Miss Jiang sighed every day. She was no longer interested in the puzzles they used to love to do together.
"For you to play." She stuffed the brand new jigsaw puzzle into He Yu's arms, and she went back to her room for an afternoon nap.
When she was lying on the bed and was about to fall asleep, there was a knock on her door.
Jiang Mingzhen got up and opened the door. He Yu was outside.
"Do you want to go out, let's go to the vegetable market to buy dried sweet potatoes!"
His tone was urgent: "My mother went out to buy things in the mall just now, and she told me that she didn't come back so soon."
"ah?"
Jiang Mingzhen was a little dazed by the sudden invitation to do bad things, but she was immediately moved and even excited.
"Where is the vegetable market?"
"It's far away," He Yu thought about it early in the morning: "Let's go by bicycle."
"You mean the bike I parked in the backyard? But I can't ride it."
"I can!"
He Yu had a look that Jiang Mingzhen had never known before.
He is a child from the mountains, climbed trees, caught birds, and fought. He spent more time with his father since he was a child. When he was in the country, He Yuke had nothing to do with the words "good boy".
His father firmly believed that boys had to be bumped and bumped in order to be healthy. With nothing to do on the construction site, he taught his kids how to ride a bike, straight from his battered adult tricycle.
He Yu is so tall that he can't even step on the ground with his feet. He has fallen a lot, and he has learned it.
"Sit still."
The little boy's Mandarin is not standard when he speaks it loudly. He didn't notice it at the moment, and he stepped on the children's bicycle with a bright expression on his face.
Jiang Mingzhen was taller and heavier than him. She sat in the back seat tremblingly, raising her feet slightly off the ground.
The wind brushed against her ears.
As soon as He Yu kicked his legs, he stepped on the pedal and stepped on it smoothly.
The bike is moving! The speed is getting faster and faster!
—Is he so strong
Jiang Mingzhen opened one eye and closed the other, clasping the seat in front of her with both hands, not daring to relax at all.
The docile and bully puppy who stayed at her house was suddenly released into the wild one day, and it started running wildly on the big grass.
"It's going downhill." He Yu said.
The wind blew Jiang Mingzhen's forehead hair, and she saw with her open eye that the houses around her were quickly retreating.
They were speeding over the slope, and the cool wind split a path along the downward trajectory of the bicycles, dispelling all the summer heat.
The thoughts that have been hidden for a summer are blown by the wind, gently and skillfully, floating to the throat.
Jiang Mingzhen whispered, "I don't want to go to preschool."
"What did you say?" He Yu didn't hear clearly.
"Me!" Her voice became louder, one word at a time: "I don't want to go to school!"
"Why?"
He didn't stop, didn't look back.
Unable to see He Yu's expression, Jiang Mingzhen was frank.
"No one likes to play with me."
He Yu replied, "I also go to school."
"ah?"
The wind was too strong, and she heard him only when she got close to him.
"I also go to school."
This time I heard it.
"oh!"
He Yu also goes to preschool.
A preschool with many children means that there will be many children who hate Jiang Mingzhen. She has never been able to play with other people.
But He Yu also goes to preschool, the same as Jiang Mingzhen.