Before the summer vacation, the little guy came back, when he was about to get to the entrance of the village, the little guy insisted on letting Yan Gu put him down, he walked home like a duck learning to walk, and when he arrived at our door, he shouted to the courtyard: "The first day of junior high school! I am back! I am back!" The voice was both proud and excited.

I was doing my homework in the yard, and when I heard the shouting, I immediately ran outside, shouting as I ran, "Oh my dear! You're back." ”

I ran up to him and took his hand, but he didn't dare to jump, so he squatted up and down to show that he wanted to jump high, and I looked left and right and stared at his legs, saying, "Can you go?"

The bastard said happily, "I can go." I can't run yet, and the doctor said that after another month or two of exercise, everything will be normal. ”

I also happily said, "Great, we can play together again!"

Grandma also came out when she heard the voice, looked at the two of us and smiled, and talked to the bad daddy.

Only then did I realize that Aunt Yan had been standing next to the bastard, and the sadness on her face had long been swept away, and now her face was full of wild flowers and open smiles, and she looked at me and the two children happy without speaking.

A few days later, the father came to my house and invited our family to his house for dinner, but the grandfather did not refuse, and our family went happily, mainly for the happy family. The chicken, duck and fish made by Yan Gu were all kinds of meat, and the two families had a happy meal around the two tables, the banquet was full of laughter and liveliness, and Yan Gu was the last to sit down next to the egg.

Aunt Yan has never stepped into the door of my house since the eggs are healed, watching my uncle eating the food cooked by Aunt Yan, I wonder if Uncle knows that it was made by Aunt Yan, not by Grandma and Mother?

When Grandma came back, she saw that Uncle had returned to the house alone, and said to Grandpa a little sadly, "Why don't you say that Si'er is not so lucky?"

I've had a busy and comfortable summer vacation. The teacher knew that he had recovered his health, and began to give him make-up lessons twice a day, hoping that he would not repeat a grade, and I didn't want him to repeat a grade. When the teacher wasn't there, I told him, not to mention how serious he was at that time.

When I stopped studying, I walked with him, accompanied him to the entrance of the village, and exercised back and forth. After more than a month, the bastard was able to jog in small steps.

Every time I go to the entrance of the village, I see my uncle sometimes sitting alone with my sister and sometimes leading my sister there, and I feel a burst of sadness in my heart inexplicably, thinking: Uncle, why don't you have a daughter-in-law to accompany you?

By the time school started, the bastard was basically back to normal, except that he couldn't do too strenuous exercise.

I was having breakfast that day, and I was going to go to his house to find a bad egg and go to school with him. After eating halfway, the figure of the bastard came to me, and greeted the adults first, and I wondered why I usually looked for him, but why did he come to me today, so he walked a lot more, and thought: Is it exercising again?

After greeting the adults, they leaned into my ear and muttered a few words, but the adults didn't care, they all thought it was just a trick between children.

I listened, stuffed the remaining small half of the steamed bun into my mouth, muttered goodbye to the adults, took the schoolbag and walked out of the house.

Out the door. I gobbled up the steamed buns into my stomach and asked the egg, "What's the matter with letting me come out quickly?"

The bastard told a secret that I didn't expect at all: a few days ago, I found out that my sister was talking to my mother about something, mysterious and secretive, and I didn't care about what I said behind my back, thinking that as long as I didn't quarrel, it didn't matter what they said. They were muttering in the house again last night, and I was doing my homework in the outhouse, so I sneaked to the door and eavesdropped for a while.

At this point he stopped, looked at me and said, "Guess what I heard?"

I said with a confused face, "I guess the, I can know about your family affairs." "I'm never polite when I talk to a bastard, I can say whatever I want.

The bastard said with a straight face: "I usually boast about how I can and how smart I am, but you don't think about it carefully, no matter what you do, can I tell you?"

As soon as I heard that there was still something to do with me, I hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?

The bastard said: "It's not your business, it's the fourth brother's business, my sister wants to marry the fourth brother, marry your uncle!"

As soon as I finished speaking, my little heart began to beat violently again, and all of a sudden I became excited, and hurriedly asked, "Tell me what's going on?"

The bastard walked forward slowly, and I walked backwards in front of him and listened to him: When I listened last night, I heard the second half, and my sister said that she had thought about it, not impulsively, and it was also my sister's blessing to be able to marry into the fourth brother's family, and it was also my sister's marriage. Let my father and my mother take the time to go to your house to propose.

I stopped, and so did the, and we two little kids looked at each other face to face, and we both had the solemnity of adults on our faces.

I asked the bastard, "You are honest, what do you think? Do you want your sister to marry my uncle?"

At first, I thought that the bastard's thinking was too naïve, and that he was just staying in our relationship as children. What follows is a surprise and a surprise to me.

The bastard said: "In the first year of junior high school, I didn't say this to the second person, including my father and my mother, my sister and the doctor, they really thought that my illness was their own good, in fact, I knew it best. I was very uncomfortable after I fell, and I couldn't say how uncomfortable it was, but I didn't expect anything to die or live, but I felt that I was very aggrieved and ruined by a stone for a lifetime. Always don't sleep well at night and have nightmares. I woke up as soon as I went to bed at night, only to know that the lower half of my body did not obey the call, I couldn't move by myself, I had to move my butt and legs with my hands to turn over by myself, and when I woke up, I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and I was thinking nonsense. ”

The bastard started to walk forward, but I still walked backwards. The bastard continued: "I wonder if I will be like the fourth brother in the future, and I will not be able to do without the care of adults for the rest of my life? Every day I sleep until dawn, I don't even dream, and the strangest thing, I feel that my waist is always hot when I sleep at night, as if there is a stove roasting in the back, and finally one night, I don't know how to wake up, I saw the fourth brother's hand on my back, I knew that the original hot feeling was the temperature of the fourth brother's palm, but the temperature was much hotter than the hand, it was really like a small stove, and then I fell asleep in a daze. Do you think the fourth brother really has special abilities?"

I didn't answer, I wanted to continue listening, but the bastard saw that I didn't respond, and guessed that I didn't know anything: "You must not know that the fourth brother covers my waist with his hands, right? You sleep soundly like a little piglet every day." Later, when I saw the fourth brother sitting there during the day, I began to think that he was particularly mysterious and incomprehensible. I also wonder if the fourth brother is quietly curing my illness? Also, my eldest sister comes to help me wash and wash every day, so I thought, why don't you just let the eldest sister marry the fourth brother, and run around every day, so that you can take care of the two of us at once, isn't it?"

Hearing this, my eyes almost fell to the ground, it wasn't how smart I was, how amazing I was, I thought of the bastard, I suddenly became a little inferior from surprise.

The bastard didn't see through my mind, maybe not at all. I didn't tell the bastard that I had such a conspiracy in the future, and my idea can definitely be called a conspiracy, and the bastard's is definitely a conspiracy, because I want to take advantage of his illness, and he is on the side of justice. I'm ashamed of myself!

When I wrote this, my heart trembled slightly, hoping that the bastard brother would not call me one day when he saw it.

Ignoring the change in the face of my face, the bastard continued: "Before I could think about it, my illness got better, but I absolutely believe that it was not my own good, it should be the fourth brother who cured me, because whoever knows the disease best." ”

I asked, "Then why didn't you tell anyone else?"

The bastard smiled: "Actually, I can't even answer this question myself, anyway, there is always the idea of not talking nonsense in my head, and when I want to say it, there are other thoughts that stop me, and I will tell you if I don't know what is going on today." ”

I know more secrets about my uncle than I know about my uncle, so I immediately said: "Then don't say it in the future, whether your sister is married to my uncle or not, don't say okay or not." ”

The bastard said very seriously: "If you don't say it, no one will say it." ”

I said, "Then why did your father and your mother answer Aunt Yan?"

The tone of the bastard's voice was unconfident: "I didn't see my father speak, and then there was no sound inside." First. Do you think this can be done?"

I said with a little confidence: "As long as your sister and my Aunt Yan are willing, this matter will not be able to escape!"

The bastard was happy when he heard this, and said, "Then you have to call me uncle in front of people in the future, haha" After saying that, he was happy.

I replied to him, "You have to keep calling me brother." "At this time, I already heard the gong of 'dang dang dang dang dang' in class.