Chapter 4: You don't wear eyes when you go out?

At five o'clock in the morning, the sky was bright. Le Xiaoxue woke up on time with a pleasant alarm clock. In order not to wake up her sleeping father, she had to get up on tiptoe every time.

The morning reading class at school is half past seven, and she wakes up two hours early almost every day. The first is to make breakfast in advance, and the second is to have time to read more English words. Many classmates once asked her enviously, why are her grades so good? In fact, if there were any learning tips to teach, she really didn't. It's just that she spends more time studying than others. She's the kind of person who reads a book when she goes to the bathroom.

The street where Le Xiaoxue lives is called Ning'an Street, which is a well-known slum in the vicinity. Most of the houses here have peeled off their walls, and the wires have been pulled like cobwebs. Le Xiaoxue has lived here since she was born, and from the street to the end of the street, almost every family knows her.

Usually at five o'clock in the morning, the sound of soybean milk machine squeezing soybean milk will come from Sister Wang's house on the street, Uncle Ni next door has already turned on the lights and is rolling noodles, and the fragrance of Aunt Yang's buns has also come from the end of the street to the street. These residents living in Ning'an Street are like grass living in the cracks, and they need to work very hard every day to survive in this materialistic society.

Le Xiaoxue understood the difference between the poor and the rich from a very young age. Because when she was a few years old, their family could not afford the high cost of surgery, so they missed the best time for her mother's condition. She will always remember the helplessness and powerlessness of not having money. So her current thoughts are all about reading. Only by studying hard and getting admitted to a good university can you have a chance to change the status quo at home in the future. At that time, Dad no longer has to drive a taxi day and night until the wee hours of the morning dragging his tired body back.

Ning'an Street is five or six stations away from Seven, and Le Xiaoxue rarely takes the bus under normal circumstances, because it costs four yuan to go back and forth in an air-conditioned car. Four yuan is probably a night's worth for a family like theirs. And there are so many people who take the bus to work at that point every day, and Le Xiaoxue is fortunate to sit a few times and almost didn't get squeezed. So she would rather ride her family's retiring bicycle to school every day. On the way, she naturally inevitably received disdainful glances from some classmates, but she didn't care. Since she was a child, she didn't know how many such looks she had received. But she never felt inferior in the slightest because she came from a poor family.

It was a Monday, and there was a heavy rain in City A. The heavy rain began at one or two o'clock in the morning and did not weaken slightly until about six o'clock. Le Xiaoxue wore a raincoat and rode a dilapidated bicycle in the rain. She rode very slowly, and the private car passed by her, splashing from time to time. After a downhill trip, she accidentally gets hit in the eye by a raindrop. By the time she saw the road in front of her, she had fallen on the wet ground with people and cars. In the pain, she seemed to hear a boy scolding in a low voice: "Damn." ”

Jiang Muchen has lived for more than ten years, and there has never been a moment when he feels more unlucky than this moment. When people walk on the road, they may be hit by mineral water bottles, or they may be hit by things like flower pots. But when it comes to being hit by an oncoming bicycle, the probability is simply small. But this kind of small probability thing was encountered by him today.

He glanced at the bike that had knocked him down, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of disdain. What age is it now, and there are still people riding this kind of bicycle to go out. This kind of old, worn, and old bicycle, he guesses he can only see it in the place where the scrap metal is collected, right? After finishing his disdain in his heart, Jiang Muchen looked at the owner of the bicycle again. She was wearing a large, ill-fitting raincoat, so it wasn't clear what she could see about her face, but she looked like a student of her age.

When I thought of it, my whole body was about to fall apart when I was hit by her, and the fire in his whole body was like a flame that had just been lit: "Hey, didn't you wear eyes when you went out?" You are still bumping into such a big living person here, are you looking for death? "As soon as I heard this voice, this way of speaking, it was the standard Jiang Muchen's speaking style.

Le Xiaoxue, who was thrown into the house, was yelled at by the other party, and her thoughts instantly returned to the cage. She endured the pain in her body. Picking up the bicycle that had already found the slightest shadow of the bicycle, he walked up to Jiang Muchen and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." I didn't notice that there were still people here" As she spoke, Le Xiaoxue felt a sense of grievance in her heart at the same time. Even if the responsibility for this accident lies with her, but she fell so badly, wouldn't he ask politely if anything is wrong?

Jiang Muchen was unappreciative of her apology. How do you say that, if an apology is useful, then what do you need the police to do? What else does society need to maintain? Why don't you notice someone here at all, could it be that he fell from the sky and floated out of thin air?

He insisted on not letting her go lightly: "Since you hit me, you must accompany me to a nearby hospital for an examination, who knows if I will have any sequelae left because of this?" In fact, he didn't have anything to do at all, and he said this just to scare and scare the other party, and see if she would dare to ride his broken bicycle and rampage the road like a race field.

Sure enough, Le Xiaoxue's face turned white with shock when she heard the two words of the hospital. In her subconscious, the hospital is the most expensive place in the world. If there is something wrong with him being hit, even if he sells her, it will not be enough to pay for the medical bills. Hey, if she had known that this would happen, she should have listened to her father and taken the bus to school in the morning.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to. I just got raindrops in my eyes, and I didn't see much of the road ahead. I really didn't mean to. She desperately bent down to apologize, and almost cried in tears about how unbearable her family situation was. Forgive her, she was so scared by those two words from the hospital.

Jiang Muchen happened to look at the school card she hung on her chest in the gap where she bent over. Seventh middle school, senior three (5) class, Le Xiaoxue. Jiang Muchen felt that this name was a little familiar, but his brain had never remembered inconsequential people and things, so he also remembered for a moment who had heard this name say. Originally, he wanted to scare her again, but when he saw that Yang Wei was already walking towards this side with an umbrella, he suddenly waved his hand boredly: "Forget it, you go first, if I find out something afterwards, I will come to your class to find you." ”

"Uh..."Le Xiaoxue was surprised by his sudden change of attitude. But now that people have made it clear that they will not hold her accountable, she will not take the initiative to post it and ask for responsibility. She looked at him again uneasily, and finally chose to push the bicycle and limp away. It's not that she really wants to shirk any responsibility, but she sees the other party standing there calmly, obviously looking like nothing has happened!

Yang Wei's home is in F City. I grew up living a boarding life. Her parents work in the field all year round, and the number of times they come back in a year is simply a handful. The way they express their love is to keep sending money to Yang Wei's bank card. Sometimes Yang Wei can't help but want to ask them, is it the work that is important or is she important? Maybe they'll say, I'll tell you when I'm done with this matter at hand. Yes, they're just that busy.

Because of this, Yang Wei's growth and life since she was a child is to live at her uncle's house today and stay at her aunt's house tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, it may be at my aunt's house. After attending high school in City A, she was originally a dormitory, but because her aunt's house was in City A, she was often called to eat or play. Over time, they stayed there.

Of course, Jiang Muchen was not happy with her moving in, she remembered that on the first night she moved in, he was angry and didn't go downstairs to eat. Even shouted loudly through the door panel in the room, why so many outsiders live in. She remembers her face being ugly. Equally ugly is my aunt, and the uncle she never can call.

"What's going on?" She stared at Le Xiaoxue's departing figure, and looked at Jiang Muchen a little strangely. Every morning, she and Jiang Muchen would be sent to school by the Jiang family's driver, and then picked up together in the evening. It is ten minutes away from Jiang's house to school. No matter how boring he was on the way, Jiang Muchen didn't say a word to her. Sometimes, she feels like she's worse than air.

"Nothing." Jiang Muchen looked like he didn't want to deal with her and left her behind. If it weren't for the fact that she was the woman's niece, she wouldn't even bother to talk to her. And precisely because she was the niece of that woman, his attitude towards her was destined to be no better.