Since then, Wang Baocai has not shown the malice I imagined to me. On the contrary, he was better than www.biquge.info to me, buying me beautiful clothes, buying me snacks that most children of that age love, and buying me books that I loved. And I have a natural resistance to this person, and I will politely say thank you for everything he gives me. I never use or eat, and I don't look at those things.

Because, I am disgusted with this person, and even with his things, I look at it and feel disgusting.

When my mother was at home, she would do some handicrafts in exchange for pocket money. When the farm is busy, Wang Baocai will also temporarily give up playing cards. He will also carry the shovel and go out early and return late. It seemed like nothing happened until I was in the first year of junior high school.

When I got home from school, I saw a few neighbors standing outside the yard pointing at the door. When they saw me coming, they rushed up in unison.

"Yan Yan, quickly persuade your father, he wants to find a short meeting."

I frowned: "Wang Baocai wants to die?" ”

Nodding, I walked into the courtyard. Sure enough, a few middle-aged men pulled Wang Baocai, Wang Baocai's face was full of tears and snot, and he shouted that he was going to jump into the reservoir. The mother on the other side sat on the stool, silent, and watched the farce in a daze.

Wang Bao, who was originally holding the pillar, saw me come back, wiped his face, and cried loudly: "Doll, I don't want to live anymore!" ”

I walked up to my mom and looked at her, "What's the matter with you guys?" ”

Mom still didn't say a word, and looked at Wang Baocai blankly.

Wang Baocai cried: "Doll, tell the neighbors, how does my Wang usually treat you two mothers and sons?" I'm tired and tired for this family, and your mother still has to mess with me and cut me with a knife. You say, what am I trying to do? ”

The neighbors talked about it, and of course the wind was tilted in favor of Wang Baocai. And I know that the real reason is that she found out that Wang Baocai has someone outside. Otherwise, with her character, she would never do anything to cut people.

In fact, Wang Baocai was not injured, I don't understand what is the benefit of him crying like this as a man? For Wang Baocai's questioning, I also chose to cover it with tears.

However, this war is only the beginning. Since then, I've been sick of weekends and I'm afraid to come home from school. Because, every time I go back from school, I see my mother's sad face. At home, sometimes the water tank is smashed, and sometimes, the thermos is broken. Sometimes, the two are fighting. I don't know if Yan Xiao knows about this situation, I hope he does. I hope that one day, he can come back and pick me up.

Perhaps, that is also impossible.

The incident at Wang Baocai's house escalated again, and the two seemed to have nothing to do at home except for fighting. The two began to develop from not being injured to being hospitalized with each other, but even so, Yan Xiao still didn't come back, not even a phone call. I finally couldn't take it anymore.

I learned Yan Xiao's address and phone number from his relatives. The city where he is located, I have seen in books, is a developed and free city. I exchanged all the things that Wang Baocai gave me, bought a train ticket, carried a change of clothes and books, and set off. When the train was moving, I didn't have a trace of nostalgia, and my heart was full of light. It's as if my heart has been locked in chains for years, and now it's finally unlocked.

Twenty hours later, I found the community where Yan Xiao lived, I reported his name and room number, and was smoothly released by the security guards. I looked at the house where he lived, the exclusive three-story courtyard, although not as big as Wang Baocai, but the white fence in front of the house was full of blooming flowers that I liked very much. At that time, I didn't understand what a villa was.

I sat on the ground with my bag in my arms and my back against the fence of his house until he came back from work.

In fact, as soon as I entered the complex, the security guard called him to verify. And he didn't go home a minute early because of my arrival.

In the dim light, I watched as he walked from another place with a coat on his arm. There was no expression on his face. If you talk about the face, it looks a little more grim than before. My heart began to pound, and when I got up from the ground, my numb legs and feet made me look embarrassed.

"Uncle...... Uncle...... Are you off work? I stumbled to say hello.

"Hmm." He looked at me with a cold look in his eyes. I shuddered and turned my face away. He began to pull the key out of his trouser pocket and open the door.

I followed him into the house, and he tossed his coat on the couch and changed into a pair of slippers for himself. I stood at the doorway, took off my shoes, and was a little embarrassed. He looked at me again, took a pair of slippers from the shoe closet, and threw them in front of me.

His shoes, which I wear, are a little bigger, but they are very comfortable. I followed him, a brief smile on my face.

"Yan Yan, you, finally can't stand it anymore?" He reclined on the couch, his posture a little slouched, and the lines of his face softened a lot.

I didn't know what he meant, I glanced at him and quickly looked down at the shoes on his feet, he knew they were arguing. He knew everything, and after thinking about it again, I said, "Uncle, they often quarrel. I ......"

"Go on." He got up, poured a glass of boiling water, pushed it in front of me, and leaned back on the couch as before.

His gaze scraped back and forth across my face, and I stammered and continued, "They fight a lot, and I ...... I...... I want to live with my uncle, and I want to study well and have a good future in the future. ”

"And then?"

I looked up at him again, and he pulled out his lighter, lit a cigarette, and waited for my answer through the smoke.

"When I make money, I will honor my uncle and my mother."

He burst out laughing, and I didn't know where I couldn't answer well, and I lowered my head and didn't dare to look at him again.

There was a long silence, and he did not speak again. However, I think he looks at me with a refined eye.

"Uncle, what I said is true! Uncle, I can do it! "I don't know where I got the courage to look up at him. When I said this, I almost burst into tears.

He slowly spit out a smoke ring, stood up, and said lightly: "You're hungry, I'll cook." You come in and take a look, and the cooking will be yours later. ”

When I was amnesty, I smiled and said, "I know, uncle!" ”