Qin Lang remembered at this time when he was in the sixth grade of primary school.

He remembered very well that it was early spring.

Spring is a happy memory for every child, but for Qin Lang, it is the beginning of a nightmare.

There was no food at home, and Qin Lang clearly saw that there was still the last bowl of sorghum rice left in the rice bowl that was boiled into porridge by his mother.

Qin Lang felt very frightened at that time, because he knew that after these things were gone, there would be nothing to fill his stomach.

Spring is not autumn, spring is the season of sowing, autumn is the season of harvesting, if it is autumn, he is not very worried.

Because the fields in autumn are full of grain, corn, soybeans, pumpkins, dates......

Find anything to fill your stomach.

But now it was spring, and the tender green grass had not yet poked its head out of the frozen earth, and the field was barren and empty, and he felt like a hungry mouse on the grass, looking around with dull eyes, quietly waiting for death to come.

Qin Lang sat in the noisy classroom as if he couldn't hear the noise around him, his mind was always on today's dinner.

Because in the morning, he had already seen the last bowl of porridge disappear, and the taste of hunger was not experienced by everyone, but Qin Lang remembered it vividly.

At noon, Qin Lang went to the corner outside the school, where he spent a long and difficult noon.

He didn't spend the dollar his mother gave him, and he was going to use the money he saved to buy a handful of noodles and go back to eat with his mother in the evening.

When thinking like this, Qin Lang seemed to feel less hungry. Because he feels that he is a useful person in this world.

During the afternoon class, the aroma of various meals in the classroom had not yet dissipated, and Qin Lang felt that his stomach began to gurgle again.

The last class is the class teacher's class.

The head teacher is a beautiful girl, and in the eyes of these boys who are just starting to open their love, he is almost the goddess of dreams.

At that time, because Qin Lang's family was poor, his classmates were reluctant to be with him, so he sat in the back corner, looking very lonely.

After the head teacher finished the lesson, he seemed to be tired of standing, so he went straight to his side and sat there.

A good smell came from her body, making Qin Lang a little dizzy, and her sallow face, which had been malnourished for a long time, suddenly became rosy.

The head teacher smiled at him and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay listening?" ”

Qin Lang nodded vigorously and did not speak.

As if he was burned, Qin Lang quickly withdrew his gaze from the head teacher's face and looked down at the book, but every word on the book was jumping, and he couldn't calm down at all.

When the bell rang for the end of class, the head teacher stood up, and a fifty-dollar bill fell from her pocket.

That kind of green was the most beautiful color he had ever seen, Qin Lang didn't seem to even think about it, so he stepped on it with his tattered cotton shoes.

At this time, Qin Lang felt that his heart was pounding, as if that little rabbit was about to pop out of his mouth.

Qin Lang didn't seem to see a fifty yuan bill, as if it was noodles flying in the sky, or bread. The enticing scent wafted from all directions, and he felt that he was saved, and his mother was saved.

The head teacher didn't know that his money had fallen on the ground, but buried his leisurely steps, took the textbook, and walked out of the aisle of the desk.

Qin Lang looked around, and the students were happily packing their schoolbags.

Qin Lang bent down, grabbed the fifty yuan bill, and when he straightened up, his gaze met a person's gaze unexpectedly. It's the squad leader.

"Teacher, he stole your money." That nasty bastard shouted loudly.

The classroom that was still chaotic just now immediately fell silent, and everyone's eyes were on Qin Lang.

Qin Lang was almost stunned by that shout, this was not only a matter of stealing money, but also a matter of how to stay in this school in the future.

Although he didn't steal the money, he didn't give it to the teacher when he picked it up, so what is the difference between this behavior and stealing?

Qin Lang imagined all kinds of terrible endings, and almost none of them were perfect.

The squad leader stood up, walked in front of Qin Lang menacingly, and grabbed his hand that was full of chilblains and clutched the money tightly.

"Qin Lang, how good the teacher is to you, you actually, when the class leader speaks." I actually choked up.

This made Qin Lang feel very uncomfortable, and said in his heart, the grass and mud horse, the acting is too fake.

However, Qin Lang felt that this annoying class leader was right, the teacher was really good to him, and once he changed his food with her, she said that he liked to eat cornmeal cakes.

Qin Lang regretted it, he really regretted it, his mother had told him more than once that people must have backbone to live, although we are poor, but we can't let people look down on us.

"Thief, thief, don't be a thief in our class, let him get out, let him get out."

Qin Lang thought of his mother at that moment, what would happen if his mother knew that there was such a son.

Qin Lang didn't know that he only had one relative from his mother now, if his mother really didn't want him anymore, would he have to be like the grass on the side of the road, fending for himself.

Tears swirled in Qin Lang's eyes, but Qin Lang was unwilling to let it flow, man, he was a man.

Qin Lang thought that he didn't want to go home, so Lang traveled to the end of the world, maybe he would encounter some miracle, a beautiful girl fell in love with him, and then left him in their home, eating fragrant steamed buns and braised pork, and lived a happy life from then on.

The pretty girl didn't come, it was the homeroom teacher who came.

Qin Lang couldn't see what the expression on the teacher's face was, he felt that he was numb.

No one spoke anymore, all the students were looking at the head teacher, everyone thought that this would be a wonderful show, the head teacher would definitely hit him with a mouth, and then take Qin Lang to the principal's office, Qin Lang's fate may be to be expelled, and the lightest should be placed on probation.

At this time, Qin Lang suddenly became stubborn, he grabbed the fifty yuan, he decided to push the teacher away and run away, ran home in one go, threw the money to his mother, and then ran away by himself, absolutely not letting his mother be implicated.

Qin Lang is like a desperate little beast, his eyes have become extremely fierce, he can't see love in his eyes, he can't see pity, he can't see anything, he only sees hatred, hatred for everyone.