"I just heard someone open the door, but I didn't see any movement in the back kiln door for a long time, I thought someone would definitely enter the back kiln, so I thought it was the wind-"

"Oh, that kid of our Cuiying family, he doesn't like to talk, he has never been here, why are you afraid of people! Qu Mo, are you coming in!"

This is his aunt's voice, although he has only seen it once in the morning, but Qu Mo can hear it at once, he put down his pen and walked back to the kiln, pushed open the door and saw another old lady, the grade was on par with his aunt,

"Have you eaten? Why don't you come back to the back kiln, we didn't know you came home." ”

His aunt said kindly, Qu Mo nodded,

"Have you eaten, if you haven't eaten, I still have food here, we have just eaten, I will ask his aunt to get you a bowl,"

"No need, I've already eaten it," Qu Mo replied,

"Ang, you can eat it, if you don't eat it, you can say, I'm afraid, we're all relatives!"

His aunt's legs and feet were not very good, and her voice was still loud, so she paused and said,

"What about homework?"

"Hmm" Qu Mo whispered, as if answering a teacher's question, standing there motionless,

"Oh, then you can write a good one, I'm afraid, if you need anything, you can say, your father brought you all the bedding in the afternoon, you can see if it is still short, if you want to say it!"

"Oh, not short. Qu Mo replied, slowly turned around and went out, and gently closed the door of the back kiln.

At about eight o'clock, Qu Mo finished his homework, and the sky was dark, he sat on the edge of the kang, looking at the dazed night, he didn't dare to turn on the light, at home Cuiying kept telling them to save, usually only when the sky was completely out of sight would the light be turned on, so usually at this time their brothers would sit in the yard and talk, and he couldn't help but feel homesick.

"Qu Mo,"

And his aunt called him again,

"Don't you watch TV, there's a TV in the back!"

"No, I don't look at it. ”

Qu Mo responded immediately, but this is not what he wants to say, in fact, he wants to watch it, he has always liked to watch TV at home, especially Hong Kong movies, Cui Ying is afraid of electricity and will not let them watch it, Qu Mo often sneaks into it. But now he refused, and he didn't know why.

"If you want to do your homework at night, just turn it on, and the light rope is in front of the heater!"

"Oh, I'm done. ”

Qu Mo still didn't turn on the light, just sat quietly like that. I don't know how long it took for Qu Mo to hear that the people in the back room had turned off the TV, packed up the futon and were about to sleep, so he also opened the quilt, he closed his eyes without taking off his clothes, and fell asleep in a daze.

Qu Mo woke up very early the next day, got up at six o'clock, washed his face, brushed his teeth, this toothbrush was also newly bought, Qu Mo had only learned it for a long time, he had not brushed his teeth before, and now his teeth have become accustomed to it, and brushing his teeth will not bleed anymore. Sure enough, after brushing his teeth, he felt much better, and he picked up his schoolbag and went to school.

In the morning, there is a morning reading, and then three classes in the morning, usually the math and English classes are in the morning, Qu Mo heard Song Yifan say that the current English teacher is a substitute teacher, originally a female teacher, he saw it when he signed up, but the teacher asked for leave to have a child. The Chinese teacher is a new teacher who has just graduated, with a mustache, and speaks very gently, and the students are not afraid of him, Qu Mo often sees the classmate sitting at the door doing all kinds of small actions in Chinese class, such as folding a plane, suddenly taking away the textbooks of the girls in the back, provoking the girls to pinch him, using books to block sleep, etc. Qu Mo is very unsuitable for the new class environment, there are too many people, there are more than 80 people in the class at the beginning, the back row is black, Qu Mo can hardly see clearly, the classroom here is much larger than their primary school, but it is still full, almost no gaps, the first row of tables is next to the podium, and the teachers often encounter Qu Mo and his two books at the same table when they walk around the podium. Even when the teacher is in a hurry, there will be spit stars falling on their faces and books, and the head teacher, Mr. Liu, has a characteristic in class, the voice will always suddenly raise a few words nervously, and then suddenly drop back to the original tone, Qu Mo will often be scared because he is not used to it. Except for the math class taught by the homeroom teacher Liu, who is relatively quiet, other classes can always hear someone whispering, and when they were in elementary school, there were only a dozen people in the two grades combined, and no one ever spoke in class, and they all took the initiative to raise their hands when the teacher asked questions, and even if they didn't, they didn't dare not raise their hands, which was a habit that they had developed since the first grade. Once in English class, the teacher asked a question, Qu Mo subconsciously raised his hand, and then the teacher asked him to answer, Qu Mo didn't know that the students in the class were not good at English, so almost no one raised their hand, except for those who studied particularly well. The teacher asked him to translate a sentence, i am in No.3grade5, in fact, I didn't know the answer to this question, so I guessed what the teacher had just said.

"I'm number 3,"

"Ah, didn't we just say this yesterday?" the teacher didn't criticize him, but his expression was a little helpless, "Okay, sit down!" Qu Mo obviously felt that the teacher was dissatisfied with him,

"Won't you still raise your hand?" Guo Yong asked him with a smile, Qu Mo felt very embarrassed, so he smiled at him, and then lowered his head and pretended to read.

Qu Mo rarely takes the initiative to talk to others, after a few days of class, he only knows two of his tablemates, and only talks to the two of them, every day after class, he goes back early to write homework, and after writing, he sits on the kang in a daze, and his aunt falls asleep at about nine o'clock every day, and he sleeps. The first week passed very long, like a month, every day he was looking forward to the early arrival of the weekend, every day was counting several times in his heart, there were still a few days left, and finally he stayed up until Saturday, after class in the morning, Qu Mo ran back to his aunt's house quickly, but he realized that he didn't know how to go home, he could take the bus first, but there was still a long way to go back! How to go behind, Qu Mo thought that he should be able to take other cars, as if he had seen a van that could carry people to them before, but how much money was needed, he didn't know, he didn't know if he had enough money left, what if it wasn't enough, when he thought of this Qu Mo's heart suddenly became overwhelmed, like a galloping horse suddenly encountered an abyss, it was difficult to turn back, and he couldn't go forward or backward, so anxious that he wanted to cry. His schoolbag has been carried on his body and has not been put down, his aunt asked him if he had eaten, he said that he did, and asked him if he would go home in the afternoon, Qu Mo didn't know how to answer, so he didn't say a word, covering his nose and squatting in front of the radiator. Suddenly, Qu Mo saw a familiar figure appear in the courtyard, he recognized it as his father at a glance, but he didn't believe it at a glance, didn't he say he was going to leave last time?

"Did you let it go?"

"Hmm,"

"Morning classes, huh?"

"Hmm,"

"I asked a dozen people who make a living, and said that you put it at noon, and I estimated that it would be about twelve o'clock, so I asked for leave. It turned out that Qu Xiangming didn't go far away, just mixed concrete on a construction site in the county.