Kong Yang, who took the initiative to take away the drawings in Lin Zeng's hand, startled Kong Wenli, who was most familiar with him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He has taken care of Kong Yang for twenty years, and he knows the child's temper best. He is typically autistic, and his ability to speak language, communicate socially, and take care of himself almost completely during his infancy.

From childhood to adulthood, except for the Rubik's Cube, Kong Yang has maintained a state of indifference and indifference to everything. It's never been like today to be interested in something new twice in a row.

Lin Zeng was taken away by Kong Yang half of the drawings, and he didn't care, these twelve exploded drawings were originally the learning materials that Lin Zeng prepared for autistic patients, he showed Kong Wenli the other half, and at the same time told Kong Wenli his thoughts.

"You see the pattern on the paper, it is a special pattern that needs to be drawn by hand, do you want Kong Yang to learn from me?" Lin Zeng asked.

"Study?" Kong Wenli was stunned, his goal in the past 20 years was to hope that his son could learn basic self-care skills, as for learning, he didn't dare to expect it at all.

"Yes. Lin Zeng looked at Kong Yang, who was cowering in the corner of the wall and buried his head in the drawings, and said affirmatively, "Don't think it's strange, you should know that in contrast to other learning difficulties, autistic people have a high level of spatial skills and mechanical memory ability. For example, the seventh-order Rubik's Cube in Kong Yang's hand, for me, it is very difficult to restore the Rubik's Cube, but just now I saw that he was disrupted three times and restored three times, this is his talent. ”

Kong Wenli was more familiar with Kong Yang's talent than Lin Zeng. I used to think that Kong Yang could rely on this talent and have a means of making a living. However, later the facts told him that his imagination was too naïve, and Kong Yang's ability to put together the Rubik's Cube was just playing. It's so hard to live on it.

"Okay!" However, Kong Wenli didn't hesitate too much, and immediately agreed to Lin Zeng. He didn't know what the point was in letting Kong Yang learn to draw such complex and abstract patterns. But just looking at Kong Yang's expression of concentration now, Kong Wenli would not refuse Lin Zeng's proposal.

After Kong Wenli agreed, Lin Zeng did not neglect to explain to Xu Pengxiao and his wife the meaning of learning to draw patterns for these children.

"Lao Kong, learning to draw patterns is not an ordinary hobby for autistic people. It is different from the rotating Rubik's Cube, it can be directly exchanged for economic benefits and provide living security for Kong Yang in the second half of his life. As soon as Lin Zeng's words came out, Kong Wenli's brain was shocked by this information, and Lin Zeng's words kept echoing in his mind.

Provide life security for the second half of Kong Yang's life!

This sentence directly hits a tragedy that he and his wife have not been willing to face for more than ten years.

When they are old, what will Kong Yang do?

When they leave, what will Kong Yang do?

At the time of the doctor's diagnosis, it was almost certain that Kong Yang would not be able to live independently for the rest of his life, and he would need lifelong care and maintenance.

Who else but his parents would give him such meticulous care?

Without them, will Kong Yang still be able to survive, and what terrible environment will he face?

He once saw a report that an elderly woman died suddenly in her home, and her mentally handicapped child in her fifties was with her for seven days, and she didn't know how to ask for help, thinking that her mother didn't want him.

He felt the same way, hid in the bathroom, and cried silently.

He was afraid, very afraid that this day would befall Kong Yang.

Lin Zeng saw that Kong Wenli, who was sitting opposite, had a smiling face, which had been smiling, and was slightly deformed due to excitement. I sighed in my heart, I am afraid that this kind of pain will also appear in the parents of many people with severe autism.

"Really?!" Kong Wenli stared at Lin Zeng without a moment's notice, and asked eagerly.

"A qualified pattern, our company will directly purchase, each price ranges from 500-1000 yuan. Lin Zeng directly told Kong Wenli the price he was considering, and will reveal a long-considered plan, "Our company will gradually establish a treatment and rehabilitation center for autistic patients this year, especially those who can draw these patterns independently, can be well cared for in the center, and can take care of their old age even if their relatives pass away." ”

After Lin Zeng's explanation, Kong Wenli had doubts in his heart.

"Can't you make a copy of this picture?" Kong Wenli picked up an exploded view of the smelting pattern. He couldn't understand what these dense lines meant, and why the Xenodu company in Lin Zeng's mouth would spend a high price to buy, but he thought about it, now that photocopying technology is so advanced, why bother to find someone to draw, just choose to copy directly.

Lin Zeng shook his head with a smile.

If he can make copies, he has to work hard.

Directly printed with thousands of various runes, refining seeds is not like the speed of a rocket, as if it were hanging up.

It's a pity that the idea is beautiful and has nothing to do with reality.

Lin Zeng also tried the results of the experiment and told him that any rune pattern copied by the machine was really just an ordinary piece of paper with complex patterns, even if it was exactly the same as the pattern he drawn, it did not have any ability to refine seeds.

It was inconvenient for Lin Zeng to directly tell Kong Wenli the true reason. He just looked into Kong Wenli's eyes and said calmly: "What I said above is true, whether you want to or not depends on your decision." ”

Kong Wenli opened his mouth, but before he could speak, a tall shadow blocked the light on the side of the table, and the few remaining patterns on the table were all taken away. Kong Wenli raised his head and happened to look into his son's eyes, his eyes, which were very similar to his own, seemed to have more bright light than usual.

"Good!" he didn't hesitate any longer.

After seeing Kong Yang's eyes, even if he had more doubts, he would hide them in his heart.

Lin Zeng's words may have made his heart pound and his heart surging.

But the reason that prompted him to agree was only Kong Yang's eyes.

He likes the patterns, and that's enough.

After Lin Wenli agreed, Lin Zeng left to take a set of paper and pencils with painted patterns and handed them to Kong Wenli.

"It's a tool for painting. You can ask Kong Yang to imitate these exploded drawings first, and after about two weeks, you can go to this address, and I will give him special counseling. The address that Lin Zeng gave Kong Wenli was his small apartment in Beijing.

Kong Wenli put away the pen and paper, thanked Lin Zeng, and then took Kong Yang out of this small courtyard with a beautiful environment.

Kong Yang's Rubik's cube, which he kept in his hand twenty-four hours a day, was replaced with twelve exploded drawings of the smelting pattern and a small flower pot with loose soil.

It wasn't until a month later that Kong Wenli remembered the experience of this day, which became a turning point in his life.

He and his family thus embarked on a path of hope.

As soon as Kong Yang arrived home, he occupied the desk where Kong Wenli usually worked, holding a pattern in one hand and the drawing pen given to him by Lin Zeng in the other, drawing and writing on the blank A4 paper. He refused to be disturbed by anyone, except for eating and going to the toilet, and resting late at night, if Kong Wenli and his wife asked him to stop painting, Kong Yang would hold his head in a frenzy and scream angrily.

Kong Yang's abnormality not only did not make Kong Wenli and his wife anxious and worried, but their hearts were full of joy.

His symptoms have always been self-contained. Except for turning the Rubik's Cube, anything can only be treated indifferently by him, including his parents, who love him to the bone.

Therefore, Kong Yang's fierce emotions are more precious than gold to Kong Wenli and his wife, who have seen Kong Yang's indifferent face for twenty years.

What really made the couple ecstatic happened at dinner a week after they got the Mind Dancer.

According to the usual practice, the couple chatted, served Kong Yang vegetables, and talked to him about interesting things that happened on weekdays.

As for more than ten years, I hope to use these interesting stories to recall the child's reaction.

In front of Kong Yang was a small potted plant about seven centimeters high, and he was immersed in pulling fragrant rice.

Kong Wenli's wife, You Meilan, put a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs into her son's bowl, and said casually: "Xiaoyang, eat pork ribs." Your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs, I have been painting every day lately, but I have to make up for it. ”

After she finished sandwiching the pork ribs for Kong Yang, her chopsticks reached for the fried beans on the table, but she saw a pair of chopsticks reaching out to the plate containing the sweet and sour pork ribs, picking up a small rib with oil, and then slowly placing it in her bowl.

The chopsticks in You Meilan's hand snapped and fell on the table. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she looked up at Kong Yang sitting beside her in disbelief.

Kong Yang picked up another piece of pork ribs, and still slowly put the ribs in Kong Wenli's rice bowl.

"Eat. ”

Kong Yang's eyes did not meet his parents, but muttered indistinctly in a low and hoarse voice.

Kong Yang, who rarely speaks and pronounces, has a bad voice at all, but in the hearts of Kong Wenli and You Meilan, this is the sound of heaven to save them.

The verdant grass on the table swayed slightly in a playful rhythm.