fifty-three

After returning home one day, Zhu Yushen finally couldn't help it, and found an opportunity to go to his little aunt alone to ask about his mother's runaway from home. The little aunt first asked in surprise: "After so many years, how did you remember that your mother was here?" Zhu Yushen said: "Now when I go to middle school in the town, I can often see my mother on the street. The little aunt said, "Do you still recognize her?" Hey, you bitter boy......"

From her aunt's mouth, Zhu Yushen finally learned that her mother's hometown was in a poor county on the north bank of the Yangtze River, and she met her father while working in other places. At that time, my father was building a house on a construction site in the city, and the people who worked with him were from the town. Among them was a young man named Lai Wu from Zhang Village, who was good-looking, but had a bad character. When the father and mother returned to their home in Sun Village together, they soon got married. After getting married, her mother found out that her father's family was poor, and later she was found to be ill, and she became more and more dissatisfied with life. The husband and wife spent many years in quarrels.

At this time, Lai Wu has also become a veritable single. Because they knew each other well on the construction site at that time, when he learned that his mother was not doing well, he secretly comforted his mother and persuaded her to choose another high school. After Zhu Yushen studied, his mother was finally moved, and resolutely ran to Lai Wuxin's part-time job place that others didn't know. A year later, she remarried to Zhangcun, and after another year, I heard that she had given birth to another son there.

When Zhu Yushen heard her little aunt say that her mother had given birth to a son again, she felt a chill in her heart. He didn't want to care about the affairs between his father, his mother, and Lai Wu. He felt that it was wrong and he couldn't figure it out at all. He only left himself angry at his mother's cruelty, and she couldn't understand her. The little aunt's words made him completely sober, it turned out that she had another son to love and to entrust her mother's love. Then she would be insignificant to her, even superfluous.

The day after talking to my aunt, Zhu Yushen swaggered past the door of the post office where his mother set up a stall. That day, he found a little boy snuggled in his mother's arms, and they were making intimate gestures between mother and son. The little boy was very good-looking, much like his mother, with a red scarf around his neck, and his school uniform showed that he was a student at the town center elementary school next to No. 1 Middle School.

Zhu Yushen thought to himself, what a coincidence, just when it came to him, he came. At this time, my mother also saw Zhu Yushen. She quickly stood up, walked in front of Zhu Yushen, and asked, "Are you my Xiaoshen?" ”

Zhu Yushen held his head high and pretended not to hear, and strode into the crowd of students who came to school. Since then, Zhu Yushen has basically not gone to the town. When he went to town again, it was past the persimmon season and he had not seen his mother on the street again.

In a blink of an eye, it was the turn of spring and summer in the first semester. Because the local area is located in the south of the Yangtze River water town, the rain is abundant at this time of year. And the weather changes suddenly. People who go out often don't come and have umbrellas and get drenched.

One day after school, it suddenly began to rain heavily. When the weather changed, many of the students' families sent their umbrellas to the classroom and handed them over to their children. When Zhu Yushen walked out of the gate of the school building after school, there were still many parents waiting for their children with umbrellas. Zhu Yushen wrapped his schoolbag in a plastic bag and prepared to rush into the rain, because it was impossible for someone to send him an umbrella.

When Zhu Yushen rushed to the gate of the Central Primary School, he found his mother. She was wearing rubber shoes, holding a large black umbrella, and was carrying her son's schoolbag in elementary school onto her shoulder. Then she squatted down and prepared to carry her son on her back. Because the road ahead is muddy.

The mother also saw Zhu Yushen, because she had already met last time, and she had confirmed that the person in front of her was her eldest son. She hurriedly put down her youngest son and put the umbrella on Zhu Yushen's head. She said: "Xiao Shen, my mother unfortunately only brought an umbrella today, and you can hide from the rain over there." Mom sent my brother to a relative's house on the street, and she came back right away and brought you an umbrella. ”

Because of the different paths, the mother may have to do this. The little boy pushed Zhu Yushen out with his hand. The little boy's action made Zhu Yushen very uncomfortable. He said to his mother, "Go away!" Leave me alone. So saying, he rushed headlong into the rain. Seeing this, the mother hurriedly put the little boy down the corridor and said, "Xiao Shen, wait a minute, you can take the umbrella away." We immediately went out into the street to borrow umbrellas, and it wasn't far away. ”

Zhu Yushen said: "No need! No one has ever cared about me, you don't have to be nice to me. He ran for a while, then looked back at his mother. When she found that she had thrown her umbrella aside, she began to cry loudly.

He really wanted to go back and satisfy his mother's kindness at this time, so as to comfort her. But his two legs did not obey the call, and walked in the direction of his house. As he walked, his tears welled up outward. Tears and rain flowed into the mouth that was moving with sobbing, and it was a salty and fishy taste.

After returning home, Zhu Yushen was soaked. He hurriedly emptied the water from the bottle and took a hot bath. Afterwards, he still caught a cold due to a cold. Coupled with the severe headache, he simply took a leave of absence to rest for a few days. Since the beginning of the graduating class of primary school, Zhu Yushen has often felt headaches, and when the pain is unbearable, he feels that his will is blurred, and it will last for a while.

When a traveling Lang Zhong came to their village, he said to the eldest aunt who helped Zhu Yushen find a doctor: "This child in your family has mild epilepsy. This disease is called the disease of genius and cannot be cured. But the disease has the potential to bring him good luck. Aren't others smart? ”

Although he has been smart since he was a child, his academic performance has reached his peak. But Zhu Yushen was the first time he heard others say that he was smart. It may be the first time in his life that he has heard such words praising him. He did not enjoy this kind of courtesy for many years to come.

In the second semester of the second year of junior high school, the competition between the four classes of Suncun No. 1 Middle School has become almost fierce. Zhu Yushen, whose grades were fluctuating in the top three of the whole grade, finally ranked first and second in the first and second in the main subjects near the end of the semester, and the first place in the total score ranked first on the honor list of the school's propaganda board. With such good results, Zhu Yushen didn't hear any teacher praise him. It may be that because of poverty, the efforts of the poor are not worth mentioning. Zhu Yushen believes that it is precisely because of the tight spell of poverty that he can't get excited. Soon after, what he saw and heard confirmed his opinion.

It was one day after school, and Zhu Yushen was cleaning. When he went to fetch water near the billboard, his shoelaces fell apart, so he crouched down to tie them. At this time, several teachers were idle after school and gathered at the propaganda board at the school gate to chat. I saw Mr. Zhou, the head of the third grade of junior high school, wiping the beard on his chin with his right hand, and squinting his eyes as he looked at the honor list. Several other teachers also came over.

They followed the eyes of the grade leader and saw that Zhou Yan, the third place in the second grade competition language, was the daughter of the leader of the group. So someone flattered and said: "Zhou Yan did well in the exam this time, what a talented girl!" ”。 The other two teachers immediately chimed in and said, "Yes, that's good." ”

Team Leader Zhou said to Teacher Luo, who taught the second year of junior high school Chinese class: "This is thanks to Teacher Luo's cultivation of Zhou Yan, otherwise what would she do?" He smiled from ear to ear.

Teacher Luo hurriedly said: "I have never deliberately cultivated her, Zhou Yan is a genius!" ”

So everyone chimed in and said: Genius, what a genius!

Zhu Yushen had already fastened his shoelaces at this time and was carrying a bucket of water past them. When he heard everyone say that Zhou Yan was a genius, he glanced at the honor roll with his eyes. Zhou Yan only has a single Chinese subject score on the list, and she is not ranked in the top ten of the total score. Zhu Yushen thought to herself: She is a genius, so what is herself? At this time, Zhu Yushen's head teacher saw that he had stopped here for a long time and did not move, so he stepped forward and scolded: "Don't hurry up and go to clean up, I see that you don't want to go home at night." ”

Everyone looked at Zhu Yushen and then at the honor list, and no one made any comments or words from beginning to end. With their logic, Zhou Yan is a genius, and Zhu Yushen, who has brilliant achievements, is not worth mentioning. This kind of competition turned out to be just to add icing on the cake to people like Zhou Yan, and no one mentioned the quality of ordinary people like Zhu Yushen. Because they thought, what can Zhu Yushen, who has poor family conditions, do with good grades? This is the tragedy of the poor, and what you have done is insignificant.

Zhu Yushen silently accepted his fate, there was nothing unbalanced in his heart. It's like when he was a child, he saw other people's parents or grandparents insist that their children take supplements, but his own normal diet cannot be guaranteed. If you are uncomfortable, you can only do nothing. A few subsequent events made him taste the indifference and darkness of human affection and recognize his own situation.

At noon one day, the head teacher called Zhu Yushen, and the five class committee members went to his house for a meeting after lunch. When Zhu Yushen had eaten and washed the lunch box and rushed over, he saw from a distance that the squad leader and the other two female class committee members had arrived. There was also a homeroom teacher from the neighboring class standing at the door. The three girls seemed to be listening intently to what the two teachers were saying. Zhu Yushen walked to them from the side, and a big truck happened to be parked there temporarily. Zhu Yushen heard them talking about him from the truck, and he stood still.

I only heard the head teacher of the neighboring class say in a strange tone: "Zhu Yushen played well this time, and all subjects are in full bloom." It seems that it will not be a problem to get into a good school next year. ”

The class teacher said, "What's the use of all this? Zhu Yushen's family is so poor that he has no skills. His mother also ran away, and I heard that he borrowed the tuition fee for this semester's school registration from relatives. Next year, he will be admitted to a good school, where can he afford to study? Let's save some trouble. Then he said to the squad leader and the three girls: "However, if your grades are as good as Zhu Yushen, then your family will really be happy." There will be a good way out in the future......"