"Come, Xiao Kun, take off your soiled clothes and pants, Grandma Luo will bring you a new quilt, there is so much blood, pay attention to maintaining your body temperature." Dr. Luo's wife helped Xiao Kun to the patient's infusion bed and said to Xiao Kun.

Xiao Kun was a little twisted, unwilling to take off his clothes in front of Dr. Luo's wife.

"Yo, why are you ashamed in front of Grandma Luo? Grandma's grandchildren are all older than you. Dr. Luo's wife helped Xiao Kun take off his soiled clothes, and Dr. Luo brought a new quilt.

"Come, drink a little sugar water and replenish your physical energy." Dr. Luo's wife brought a bowl of warm sugar water.

Xiao Kun drank sugar water, thinking that the old couple in front of him was not related to him, but he was so enthusiastic, and his bastard Lao Tzu was not as good as these two outsiders. Xiao Kun's tears couldn't stop flowing. He didn't cry when he beat him like that, but the enthusiasm of the old couple poked his tears.

"Cry, cry out when it hurts, there's nothing to be embarrassed about." Dr. Luo reached out and stroked Xiao Kun's head. Dr. Luo, who has been practicing medicine all year round, has warm and delicate palms with a slight warmth.

"That Lao Tzu of yours really doesn't look like a Lao Tzu, your doll was reincarnated in his house really created evil. How can any mother be willing to do this to her child. Mang Kui's strange things have become labels attached to him, and people will say it over and over again wherever he goes, and Dr. Luo's wife naturally knows that as a woman, she has a natural maternal love for a child like Xiao Kun.

"Grandpa Luo, Grandma Luo, go and rest, it's so late." Xiao Kun really couldn't bear to delay the rest of this pair of kind-hearted old men.

"Okay, let's go, I'll turn on this light for you, it's convenient for you to do anything."

"Grandma Luo, turn off the lights, it's too bright for me to sleep."

With a snap, the lights went out, and the boundless darkness enveloped Xiao Kun.

In the dark night, Xiao Kun stared at the boundless darkness, and he missed his mother. In Xiao Kun's heart, her mother is just the smiling woman in the photo. Other than that, he didn't remember all the words of his mother.

It's all to blame for that bastard, if he wasn't such a bastard, how could his mother be willing to leave him! For his mother, Xiao Kun has no resentment in his heart, there is just endless missing. If my mother had been here, this home wouldn't have been like this. His academic performance will not be so bad, and he will not be regarded as a problem child by people and will be looked down upon everywhere.

If his mother saw his current appearance, she would definitely be distressed to death, and she would definitely hug him and call his name, instead of leaving him alone in this cold spring night like his old son Mangkui.

"Mom, where are you?" Xiao Kun shouted softly in his heart.

The feeling of headaches came like a tidal wave. Dr. Luo's wife was right, the numbness passed, and the headache became even stronger.

It's like a fire burning, like an ant biting, like a needle pricking, and the pain is intense and long-lasting. Xiao Kun felt that his temples were jumping, and his whole head was about to explode.

Xiao Kun gritted his teeth tightly, not shedding a single tear, that old thing, looking down on himself like that, saying that he couldn't get into high school, couldn't get into college, and he just wanted to fight for breath.

The headache of the night tortured Xiao Kun and did not fall asleep at all. As soon as it was daylight, he got up. Dr. Luo and the two of them haven't gotten up yet. Xiao Kun lightly opened the door of the medical hall and left quietly.

Pushing open the door, Xiao Kun found Mang Kui leaning on his bed and falling asleep. He didn't even take off his clothes, just leaned against the head of the bed like that, and there were faint tears in the corners of his eyes. The book he put on the desk last night had been packed into his bag by Mang Kui.

Old thing, I hit so hard last night, what's the use of crying now? Xiao Kun didn't want to alarm Mang Kui, so he opened the wardrobe and looked for clothes to change into clothes that were stained with blood.

"Xiao Kun, you're back." Mang Kui rubbed his eyes, "Whatever you want to eat, Lao Tzu will sell it to you." ”

"If you want to eat human flesh, you can buy it." Xiao Kun's words smelled of gunpowder.

"Eat human flesh, you bite Lao Tzu twice." Mangkui's anger came up again. Little turtle son, Lao Tzu talks to you in such a low profile, you doll really thinks of yourself as an uncle.

However, Mang Kui hurriedly went downstairs and went to the breakfast stall to buy fried dough and soy milk. He remembered that Xiao Kun loved to eat.

"Xiao Kun, why don't you go to school today." Mang Kui put the soy milk fritters on the table and said with a smile.

Xiao Kun didn't look at him, and stuffed fried dough sticks into his mouth, "I'm about to graduate, I have a poor foundation, do you dare to delay?" ”

Xiao Kun bit the fritter fiercely, as if it was his Lao Tzu's meat.

"You eat slowly, I sell more." Mang Kui looked at Xiao Kun who was gobbling up and said.

Xiao Kun didn't stop chewing, just glared at Mang Kui fiercely with his eyes. That cold glittering gaze made Mang Kui's heart tremble.

"You don't want to eat?" After all, he is still his own Lao Tzu, even if he is a bastard, he is still Lao Tzu, Xiao Kun saw Mang Kui standing still, and there was still a little touch in his heart.

"Hehe, you eat, I'll eat it when I'm done." Mang Kui smiled, it seems that his son still doesn't hate himself so much, although he really doesn't look like an old man.

Xiao Kun was carrying his schoolbag and preparing to go to school, and Mang Kui soaked Xiao Kun's changed clothes into a bucket.

"Put it there, come back from school in the evening, I'll wash it myself."

"Hehe, I'll wash it for you, I don't have anything to do anyway."

"You, I have washed your clothes for many years, have you washed them clean?" Xiao Kun looked at Mang Kui with disdain.

"Little turtle son, don't you underestimate Lao Tzu?" Mang Kui felt that he was about to become a grandson and couldn't get a good face, so he couldn't help but raise his hand.

"I still want to hit people, fight, fight here!" Xiao Kun pointed to his head wrapped in gauze and said.

"Get out, get to school." Mang Kui looked at Xiao Kun's head, which had become a little swollen because it was wrapped in gauze, and punched the door frame. It hurts, Mangkui grinned.

Xiao Kun walked a long way, turned back by chance, and saw him Lao Tzu Mangkui standing at the door looking at him. Xiao Kun suddenly felt that although the father and son were still like fire and water, the ice in his heart seemed to be dissolving. Perhaps, this time Mang Kui has really changed, and he will not be beaten in vain.

"Xiao Kun, what's going on with your head?" Xiao Kun was blocked by Xiao Qing, who checked hygiene, at the door of the classroom.

"I fell myself, do you believe it?" Xiao Kun said with a smile.

"Don't laugh, you have a decent attitude." Xiaoqing deliberately kept a straight face, "Say, did you fight with someone?" ”

"Xiaoqing, don't keep a straight face, it's not good-looking, like an old woman."

"Do you want to talk about it?" Xiao Qing tightly dragged Xiao Kun, who wanted to run into the classroom.

"What am I talking about? I got into a fight with my son, and he beat me with a beer bottle, are you satisfied? Xiao Kun shouted and opened Xiao Qing's hand.

"Your dad beat you like this, he, he's really not a thing!"

"You just know he's not a thing." Xiao Kun listened to Xiao Qing scolding his own Lao Tzu, and he was not angry at all.

"I'll go to him after school in the evening."

"You go, he will fight you together." Xiao Kun really wanted Xiaoqing to go to his house, but he didn't want it to be in such a situation.

"He dares, it's illegal for him to beat people like this."

"Then you call the police and arrest him, I don't mind at all." Xiao Kun shrugged his shoulders and said, "I beg you, quickly call the police and arrest him." ”

"You are really out of cure, Lao Tzu is not like Lao Tzu, and his son is not like a son."

"You just found out." Xiao Kun ran into the classroom with his schoolbag on his back.