Fate is like this, appearing next to you at a time when you don't have to prepare.

At the age of 10, Xu Jia continued to live a life of free begging. I don't care about other people's cynicism about me.,Every day, I search for the scenery, stories and scenes she likes, and record them with various pens in my hand.。

Xu Jia feels that this kind of life is really good, and it will not be as dark as it is on TV. I can always find my own happiness in the lives of the people around me. Listen to what they say about their parents' shortcomings, about economic development, about major national events, about regional wars, and ...... It's like experiencing it yourself.

Xu Jia also sat by the small lake as before, sitting with his back to the sun, bathed in the sun, hidden in the corner, and the paintbrush in his hand kept making the sound of "rubbing".

Xu Jia sighed lightly as if he felt something, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise to the sides and smile.

"This lake of yours, I have a different feeling when I look at it!"

As if she hadn't heard, she ignored the voice, didn't raise her eyes, and continued her drawing.

"Little man, why don't you speak. ”

“……”

"What a stubborn girl!"

“……”

"Those guys who have no conscience, they are all going home for the holidays today, and they are going to celebrate the holidays with their families, I am a little lonely by myself, can you accompany my uncle to lunch today?"

The owner of the voice, as he spoke, stretched out his arm in front of Xu Jia and tapped his finger on the time of the watch on his left wrist, exactly 11:00. Pressing his right hand on his stomach, as if to soothe his stomach, he kept drawing circles.

"And your favorite rock sugar pear water!"

In fact, when this person did not speak, Xu Jia knew who was coming, because only this uncle would walk beside her, get close to her, and talk to her. This man is an art teacher at a nearby middle school, and he also teaches some students to draw, and everyone affectionately calls him Teacher Zhou.

Xu Jia will notice him because only downstairs in his house, you will find a lot of pens, including brushes, watercolors, pencils, etc., and sometimes drawing paper, although there are some wrinkles, but these are not easy to come by for Xu Jia, and they are very cherished.

When I was struggling to find a pen and paper, it was a kind-faced, lame grandmother who lived together in a dilapidated house, and told Xu Jia to try it out in an antique-style little yellow building, where there was a painting studio with many students.

According to her grandmother's description, Xu Jia quickly found the little yellow building, because it was too conspicuous and special in this place.

This is a western-style building built in the last century, only three floors, but the exterior wall of each small building has hand-carved patterns, there are fish, clouds, and flowers, although it is a little dilapidated, it is indeed very vivid. The tenacious vine has climbed all over the wall to reach the roof, and from time to time it is accompanied by the chirping of birds, which is incompatible with the surrounding modern steel and cement buildings.

A group of energetic and youthful young people were standing in front of the sketchboards in the courtyard, not knowing what kind of scenery they were depicting, and from time to time they whispered and discussed something.

A person with a kind face, black-rimmed eyes, a white shirt, and a slow pace, stopping from time to time, standing in front of the easel to guide the students, this should be the teacher Zhou who taught people to draw as grandma said.

From that day on, Xu Jia would go to the corner of the small yellow building after dark, rummaging through what he could use.

Sometimes when they have outdoor classes, they squat in the corner and eavesdrop on Teacher Zhou's lectures inside. Most of the time, Xu Jia didn't understand the content of Zhou Yi's lecture at all, but Xu Jia was still very happy and could sit there quietly and eavesdrop on the class.

Their encounters, without face-to-face, did keep each other's figures in their minds.

That time, Zhou Yi took the students out to sketch as usual. They chose to be next to a tree-lined avenue near a lake, and the students' homework was sketching, which could be a view, a character, a movement, or even a movement. And Xu Jia, who was painting, became the scene in their paintings, whether big or small.

Zhou Yi, like all the students, didn't notice the serious drawing at first, and everyone focused on the scene in their eyes. But when everyone sketches the whole picture, in the careful depiction, you will find that in everyone's paintings, you will find the figure of the little girl who is immersed in her own world, some are close-ups, some are long-range, some are close-ups, etc., Xu Jia's body

"Jiajia, you go and see, the police and the little thing his family have found him, and they want to take him home, I look at the pair of parents' clothes, speech and behavior, they are good, just wait for you to go back, if you can go, follow it." ”

Xu Jia hurriedly put his things in his schoolbag and put them away, and turned around and shouted as he ran: "Grandma, you go slowly, I'll run back to take a look first." Be careful in your own aisle. "He ran away without a trace.

The lame old man, after trying to adjust his breathing, also sped up his pace and walked back, hoping that the little girl, thinking for herself, would also follow the cheeky walk.

A picture album, pressed against the grass, was left on the edge of the lake.

happened to be seen by the cleaner who was picking up garbage by the lake, thinking that it was this group of painting students, so he handed it to Zhou Yi, who was the teacher, and asked him to help hand it over.

Zhou Yi looked at the album in his hand, and was sure that it was not owned by any of his students. The album is very rough binding, probably a wire hole made with an iron nail, because rust can be seen around the line hole, and it is threaded with a thin rope and a live buckle is made.

Flipping through the album, the paper materials, materials, and themes are different, but the composition of the painting is indeed very distinct. Looking at the pictures one after another, they are actually the children's graffiti, and it can be seen that the child is working very hard to draw the world. Each painting is maturing and improving compared to the previous one.

When Xu Jia returned, the little thing was changed into brand new clothes. Sitting on the only small stool in the house, his legs shaking back and forth, the dirty little hand, white and tender, like a porcelain doll, was holding the hand of a young woman, and they were embraced by the same young man next to them.

"Sister Jiajia, Sister Jiajia, this is my father and mother. "The little thing was so happy.

The little thing continued: "Sister, you are awesome, my dad and mom they really came to pick me up. ”

In the process of getting along with the little things, Xu Jia knew that his family liked him very much, and he chased a Mickey Mouse balloon to find his mother. So Xu Jia decided to help the little thing find his parents.

The people's police for the people. Hundreds of people know that only the people's army and police can help them in the most critical time, and many people know that only the police can provide free services for the people in this world.

Half a month, Xu Jia went to the police station with his small things, registered the missing children, and did a DNA test with the help of the police uncle.

Because there will be a physical examination, blood collection. The little thing is distressed. He said his family would come to him soon. So when he saw his mother, his mind was full of little things, and his sister was so powerful.

"Sister Jiajia, you go home with me, my mother promised to prepare more brushes and paper for you at home. Looking at Xu Jia's figure, the little thing ran towards her quickly, and kept talking about his expectations.

The man sitting on the right side of the little thing said, "This girl is so good-looking." Just now it was clear that there was a particularly beautiful sister who took special care of him. Thank you, children, for your care. ”

The couple in front of them should feel that they are in love with each other, they will look at each other from time to time, their eyes full of tears full of warmth and joy, and they will also touch the hair of the little thing and kiss the face of the little thing. The tears and snot of the little things rubbed against them, and they did not dislike or annoy.

If it weren't for this time and place, Xu Jia would be very envious of such a family. But they love little things so much, why would they lose such a small child?

Xu Jia thought of the Xu couple who adopted him, they were so good to themselves before, they thought that they could melt all their sorrows when they found the sun, but in the end, they did want to discard themselves because of their own lives, because of the words of one person, is it really because they are not related by blood.

Xu Jia bowed his head lightly to the two, smiled, and called the little thing outside the house, and said, "Little thing, my sister is not by your side, you have to protect yourself." ”

As he spoke, he took out a pen and paper from his school bag, wrote down his current location, and handed it to the small thing.

He handed a handkerchief in the pocket of his schoolbag to the small thing.

The little thing hurriedly shook his head, refusing to stretch out his little hand, tears like rain. The little thing knew that it was his sister who was saving some money little by little, and he couldn't ask for it.

"Sister, sister, is it okay for you to go with me, Dad and Mom they agreed. The little thing kept begging for permission.

Xu Jia wiped her tears for the little thing and said, "I also have to wait for my father and mother to pick me up, don't you want my sister to be found by her family?"

"But sister, when will your family come, or you will go to my house first, and wait for your father and mother. ”

"My home is here, so I'm going to wait here. Regardless of the little thing's refusal, Xu Jia put the money in the pocket of the little thing's underwear, and asked the little thing to say: "Don't get lost again, my sister will give you the address and still have money, remember that if there is anything else, you have to take the money to buy a ticket to find your sister." ”

The little thing cried and hugged Xu Jia tightly. When I was most scared, it was this girl who looked equally thin and gave the warmth of her home and the care of her relatives.

Although reluctant, in the end the little thing and his parents left, and agreed with Xu Jia to come back to see Xu Jia on his birthday, which was Xu Jia's birthday, and it was the day he was brought back by Xu Jia.

But the little thing didn't expect that his parents didn't stop at all, didn't give him any time to remember the time around him, changed to various means of transportation, and directly took him across the ocean to the other side of the world.

When they left, the couple left a phone number for Xu Jia, which was indeed not their own phone number, but only said that they were from their family, living in City A, and could be contacted in an emergency, and someone would help Xu Jia.

Xu Jia knew the intentions of the two parents, and they didn't want to have any contact with the little things anymore. Although the little thing has a memory, it is still too young, and when he grows up and the memories of his life continue to accumulate, he may just be a dark shadow in his memory, or he only remembers that he once had a sister, and everything else will be forgotten.

So Xu Jia, who has been holding back, left tears. When the little thing agreed with her to celebrate her birthday, Xu Jia happily promised to make him a birthday cake in person.

On the day of the little thing's birthday, knowing that he couldn't wait for the little thing, Xu Jia did keep his promise, made a cake, or a thick cake, lit a candle, and made a birthday wish with the smoke of the candle slowly drifting away.

"The happy little prince has a bed, a bedroom, and parents who will accompany him in the rest of his life, and lives happily together. ”

Far away in a villa on the other side of the ocean, through the window, you can see many people gathered together, and there is a large cake in the shape of Mickey Mouse next to the dining table in the room, with the words "Happy Birthday Mingming" written on it, and a delicate boy in a black suit, in his father's arms, smiling, blowing out the birthday candle in front of him.

At first, Xu Jia was still a little worried about the little things, afraid that he would be lost again, and he didn't know if the money he gave him was enough to buy a ticket. Own picture site, turned into a train station. It wasn't until a month later that Licier met an elite uncle, who told Lica that the little thing is now fine and that his parents are in the United States. Entrusted by Mingming's parents, she came to help Xu Jia find her parents.

Xu Jia declined to help. She knew that in the eyes of others, her refusal was a failure to live a good life, so why should she continue to be a beggar with insufficient food and clothing.

Permission Jia returned to the place where there was a lake, and she liked it because she could do anything calmly in front of the lake, especially painting.

Because of her lost album, Xu Jia was sad for a long time, because it was the memory she couldn't let go of the most, it was her former self.

Later, after being enlightened by his grandmother many times, Xu Jiacai decided to get back his life memories. The deepest memory is that my grandmother said: "Life has no chance to repeat, only by working hard can you let the memory exist in your heart, and you must write your own life." ”

Zhou Yi's students all feel that the recent Teacher Zhou is a little different from before.

He would look at a picture album in a silent daze, everyone was thinking about whose creation it was, which could attract the teacher Zhou who didn't care about the world, and after everyone couldn't stop being curious to open the album, they found that it was a graffiti album, nothing different. After taking a closer look, everyone seemed to be infected with something, and they all consciously returned to their easels, Ann

Teacher Zhou's aberrations continued.

He refused to go out to sketch, but now he continues to meet everyone's needs to go out to sketch and designate the sketching location to the small lake. Even though the weather was sunny, everyone was tanned, especially the girls, and if there was a location sketching class, they decided to protest.

Later, because a classmate said that the little beggar girl who was eavesdropping on the class outside the wall was not coming recently, the training of everyone's outdoor still life description class was increased. Sometimes they will ask everyone to stand outside the courtyard wall and concentrate on painting a wall. Although it is very attractive to the group owner, but painting the wall every day, everyone thinks it is really a bit silly.

Zhou Yi began to like Xu Jia's graffiti painting book, although there were no lines, no tones, no skills, and did not meet any requirements for painting, it did make him feel that life was beautiful and sweet. reminded him of the little man who used to smile at him every day. So he began to look for the figure that stopped in their paintings, and he wanted to know the little man.

Xu Jia knew that everything about the little thing was fine, and she was very happy, because she saw the video of the little thing in that person's mobile phone, the young parents, a group of friends, gave him a birthday party, which was very lively, looking at the smiling face of the little thing in the video, Xu Jia knew that his birthday wish had come true.

The happy Xu Jia, wanting to leave his feelings, came to the small lake as usual, chose a place that would not be noticed, sat down, took out a pen and paper, and began his own sketching.

Zhou Yi, who was also taking students to sketch by the lake, began to pay attention to Xu Jia when the figure appeared by the lake, watching Xu Jia open his arms and shouting "must be happy". Cautiously opened her somewhat worn bag, took out paper and pen, and drew with her head down.

The body that was supposed to be warm by the sun seemed to be blocked, and Xu Jia moved to the left in a bad mood, put his things in place at the same time, and continued to draw. But the shadow kept turning after him, and he frowned and looked up.

Zhou Yi looked at the little girl who finally raised her head impatiently, and said, "Hello, I'm Zhou Yi, a teacher who teaches painting. ”

Zhou Yi wanted to be friends with this child, so he said his name. Worried that Xu Jia didn't recognize him, he continued: "You have come to Xiaohuanglou to listen to my class, why haven't you seen you recently?"

Xu Jia listened to Zhou Yi's words, a little confused, and thought: "Teacher Zhou, I haven't even appeared in front of you, you haven't seen me, how do you know!"

Looking at Xu Jia's confused expression that was exclusive to children, Zhou Yi smiled. There used to be such a little person who was confused when he met something he didn't know.

"Am I ridiculous like this, you are not me, how can you understand my world?" Xu Jia knew that he should not be angry, but why should people laugh at his own painting, he did not dream of becoming a painter, he just wanted to record his memories with his pen, and did not hinder anyone, why did he still look at himself like this, he did not provoke them, it was their own problem.

"Kid, you misunderstood, I like your paintings very much, they are very special. ”

Somewhat shy, Xu Jia unconsciously covered her painting with her school bag, which was a green lake.

"I was the teacher of the kids who drew and they said you had listened to my lessons. Zhou Yi also felt that he was a bit like a perverted uncle who was talking to people now, so he pointed to his group of students, hoping that the little person in front of him could talk to him more.

"Oh!"

"One of your picture albums was found in my place. Zhou Yi found that when he mentioned the picture book, the little girl smiled, and her eyes were full of excitement.

"Really?" said he felt his voice tremble.

"yes, but you haven't been showing up lately, so I'll put it away. I love that book, it's infectious. ”

"That's just a random drawing of me, when can I pick it up?" asked Xu Jia anxiously, she wanted to get her album as soon as possible.

"Anytime. After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he left.

"Thank you. Xu Jia stood up and saluted Zhou Yi.

When night fell, the people around were coming and going, gradually moving away, and the lights on the side of the road were lit one after another, helping people to light the road ahead.

Xu Jia stood in front of the door of the small yellow building and looked in, although there was a door light, but because the light was weak, it was dark, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

She wanted a picture book, but she was worried that Zhou Yi would embarrass him, or criticize her for eavesdropping on his lessons, or talk about her green sea. kept pacing in place, so he didn't notice Zhou Yi who had walked to the door.

"Crunch ......"

"Step, step, step......"

Xu Jia, who was immersed in thinking, was suddenly frightened by the sound of opening the door and the sound of walking, and sat on the road.

Looking at the little man who was frightened by himself, Zhou Yi stepped forward to help him up and said, "Why are you so careless, are you injured?"

Xu Jia shook his head lightly and said in a low voice, "It's okay, I'll get my picture book." ”

"Are you really okay, do you feel any pain there? Zhou Yihao was a little worried.

"Really good. Xu Jia waved his arm and jumped again.

"That's good, the lamp specially left for you, why don't you enter the house when you come. Zhou Yi said as he took Xu Jia's hand and led the person into the house.

The inside of the house is not as dilapidated as it looks from the outside, exquisite and simple, and in line with Mr. Zhou's character.

Xu Jia was arranged to sit on the sofa, and Zhou Yi prepared a glass of rock sugar pear water and a plate of small pastries for her.

"You sit down first, eat some pastries, and I'll go upstairs and draw books for you." As if he knew that Xu Jia would not eat pastries, Zhou Yi picked up the pastry lightly, put it on Xu Jia's hand, and pushed the water cup closer.

Xu Jiazhen hadn't sung or seen such a delicate dim sum for a long time, smelled it sweetly and asked, couldn't help licking his lips with his tongue, and slowly put the dim sum in his palm in his mouth, which was very delicious. Unconsciously picked up the water cup and drank the pear water.

Zhou Yi counted the time for the little guy to finish the dim sum before picking up the album and coming down from upstairs.

Listening to the footsteps downstairs, Xu Jia got up and walked towards Zhou Yi, bowing his head and saluting.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou. ”

"You call me Teacher. Zhou Yi is very happy, he hopes that this child can learn to draw with him. Don't ask why he made the decision so easily, he just had a feeling that this kid would be good.

Xu Jia asked with a face, do you want to call it "Uncle Strange"?