He Han He Zhang is a child, although he is smart, he doesn't want to know that kind of euphemism at all.

When I went to cram school the next day, after class, another group of children surrounded them, Chen Mingming held the dictionary that was stronger than her, stood on the periphery for the first time, and looked at them carefully.

He Han waved his hand in an extremely big man's demeanor, and the children dispersed in an organized and disciplined manner, she looked at Chen Mingming: "Are you in trouble?"

Chen Mingming's footsteps were faintly noticeable.

Her voice was as small as a mosquito: "You said it yesterday, let me ...... Let me play with you ......"

He Han remembered - she just wanted to take a closer look at how deeply the old lady was entangled with Chen Mingming.

But she won't refuse to have children come to play, so she simply responded: "Then what are we playing?"

Chen Mingming was speechless.

Halfway through, she said in frustration: "I—I don't know...... I haven't played ......"

He Han He Zhang's eyes widened——

"Will you turn the flower rope?"

"Guess the grid, will you?"

"Will you throw sandbags?"

Chen Mingming was getting more and more depressed - she was about to cry.

Because of that, she won't know any of them.

………

He Han He Zhang wondered: "Then what do you do every day?

Chen Mingming was silent.

After hesitating for a moment, she suddenly asked, "Good friend...... You can't lie to people, can you?"

He Han He Zhang: ...... Ahem, ahem.

The two of them are used to deceiving people.

At this moment, he nodded solemnly: "Yes, you can't deceive people, those who deceive people are bad children, and you can't be friends." ”

Chen Mingming was really going to cry.

It took her a long time before she spoke: "Well, then I'm not lying to anyone—I have a lot to carry when I go home, and I don't have time to play." ”

He Han sighed - it's really miserable, geniuses have to work so hard, sooner or later there will be no place for ordinary people like them in the future.

Tut-tut!

But He Zhang was curious: "Do you still memorize this big dictionary?"

How heavy, it's stupid to look at - why don't you memorize it with an electronic dictionary.

Chen Mingming was silent.

Seeing the teacher coming, she whispered, "No, it's a room full of ......."

She didn't finish.

There are only two math cram classes a day, and after school, He Han and He Zhang watched the teacher organize the students at the door, and hurried to Chen Mingming's side: "Mingming, there is an old grandmother, wearing a black short sleeve with a big red peony flower, safflower pants, a red border at the hem of the trousers, and a silk scarf with flowers around her neck - who is that?"

Chen Mingming Huo Ran raised his head - "That's my grandma!"

She pouted—

"You know my grandmother...... Grandma was the best for me, I liked her the most. If she hadn't come to pick me up that day, she wouldn't have suddenly fallen ill and died......

She fainted at the door...... It was too late to get to the hospital, and I didn't even see her......"

"Mom said that I complained that I was not angry, and I was tired of grandma......"

"Mom is the badass......"

The little girl endured and endured, and finally couldn't help crying.

This is not the first time that the two of them have bullied the little girl and cried, but ......

This time it feels different.

He Han and He Zhang looked at each other, and finally couldn't help but say: "Then if you want to see her again, I can help you-"

Chen Mingming stopped crying.

Someone downstairs was shouting, "Mingming!"

She panicked instantly, and quickly wiped her tears-

"My mom is here, I'm going to go first-"

Walked to the door and hurriedly ran back - "I'll find a way not to call my mother so early tomorrow, you remember to take me to see grandma!"

Children, in the end, are still simpler.

If you were an adult, you wouldn't believe it.

……………

I don't know what Chen Mingming said when he went home, anyway, the next night, her mother didn't show up on time.

The teacher of the tutoring class is responsible for the safety of the children, watching the children who have not left at the door - He Han and He Zhang don't need to look, they are from the nearby orphanage, where there are no extra personnel to pick up the children.

The street lamp is actually at the door, and parents usually pick up their children and wait there, He Han and He Zhang brought Chen Mingming over, and then blew into the palm of his hand, and the two of them pressed their palms on Chen Mingming's eyes at the same time.

After a short period of darkness, when the two of them let go of their hands, Chen Mingming saw a dim shadow under the street lamp.

The shadow is thin and fragile, as if it is about to disperse as soon as the wind blows - in fact, it is about the same, according to this level of vulnerability, He Han He Zhang knows, it can't last for three days.

When Chen Mingming saw the familiar figure, he immediately pounced—and then fell to the ground.

But she quickly got up, lest she waste her time—

"Grandma, grandma......"

She cried quietly.

seems to be used to being depressed, even if the tears are gushing out one by one and keep falling, at this moment, she is still shaking her shoulders, and her voice is small-

"Grandma, I'm so tired, I don't want to carry ......"

is obsessed, and naturally it is impossible to give something back, so the old lady's faint figure still muttered as usual: "Obviously...... Obviously ......"

However, for the little girl Chen Mingming, this is enough.

It was as if she had finally found someone to talk to—

"I'm so tired, my mother makes me carry it every day, I carry it every day, I want to sleep, I want to play with my friends...... I don't want to lie to them, it's not a good boy to lie......"

She cried so hard that a teacher finally found out and quickly took her back to the guard room.

The genius Chen Mingming only focused his eyes on the old lady, and hoarsely voiced-

"Grandma, grandma...... You take me away, I don't want to be a liar, I don't want to endorse, I'm not a genius...... I'm so stupid, so stupid...... I dream every day that I am entangled in the things on the wall......"

She cried and cried, and she couldn't stop crying.

That's when her mom came.

Seeing Chen Mingming crying, a trace of annoyance obviously welled up in the woman's eyes, but in the end, she took a deep breath and stepped forward to grab her hand: "Mingming, why are you like a child?

The last sentence was a bit harsh, but Chen Mingming seemed to be stung-

"I'm just a child!"

She desperately shook off her mother's hand—

"I'm not a genius, you made me so stupid, I can't help it! I don't know how to count, I can only memorize, 1+1=2, 1+2=3...... 999*999=998001……”

She cried and recited at the same time: "Other children will count, I will only memorize the answers, all over the house, on the floor, on the wall, on the ceiling, I am not a genius!"

"Grandma wiped it off for me, and you continued to write...... Grandma kept wiping ...... She was so tired that she suddenly fell ill and went to heaven...... I hate you guys!"

Her heart was torn apart, and the intense disgust in her eyes didn't look like a little girl who was only seven years old at all—

"I don't know mental arithmetic, I only memorize the answers that have been calculated in advance...... I'm a liar......"

In the guard's room, the poor cry of the girl came from far away, far away.