Weiyang's father carried a huge bag, and on the day he returned home, Weiyang was just two years and three months old.

At this time, the food of the Weiyang family was not able to help, and they almost ate the last meal without the next meal.

At this time, the Weiyang family ate an egg, which was equivalent to eating a meal of meat and a tooth sacrifice.

At this time, the Weiyang family was still living in the cave, there were no bright electric lights, some were just dim, smoky kerosene lamps, and at night, the cave was pitch black and could not see the five fingers, as if falling into the bottomless cave.

At this time, Weiyang has learned to call Daddy.

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When Weiyang's father staggered to Weijia Village, the moon was already shining in the sky.

The people of Weijia Village have long been deep in their dreams.

The dusty roads of Weijia Village, the tall wheat straw stacks in Weijia Village, and the intricate alleys of Weijia Village are all pitch black.

In the pond of Weijia Village, frogs are 'croaking' non-stop, and in the wheat fields of Weijia Village, crickets are 'chirping' more than once.

The father raised his head, and saw the treetops above his head reflected in the sky, reflecting a 'path'.

Relying on the memory of leaving Weijia Village, he stepped on the black under his feet and felt the black in his hands, passing through one small alley after another with potholes.

Finally, I came to the door of my long-lost home with difficulty. At this time, the door of his house was closed, and the kerosene lamp in the kiln was extinguished.

Weiyang's father thought to himself, it was too late, and it was not good to call Weiyang's mother loudly to open the door, and it was not good to knock on the door.

So, I had to think of another way.

Soon, there was a solution.

He untied the slab axe and planer, tied it back together with a rope, and then stood it diagonally against the wall.

And just like that, a 'footstool' becomes.

Then he used his left hand to crutches like a cane, holding the handle of the largest saw, and stepping on the 'footstool' that had been erected, his height was born with his own advantage, and then, his right hand was just able to reach the top of the wall, and his fingers picked up a recess and was firmly stuck, and his left hand let go of the saw, and his right hand did pull-ups, and his body rose slightly.

When your left hand is almost at the top of the wall, you quickly reach up to the recess, do a pull-up, and then lie down on the wall.

At this time, his feet were on top of the wall, like an owl crouching steadily on the top of the wall and looking down at the ground; Immediately, as if catching prey on the ground, a grasshopper jumped into the yard.

Weiyang's father successfully climbed over the courtyard wall, and then tiptoed open the door of the firewood kiln. Very carefully placed the rucksack on the pyre, and then, trying to touch a pile of fine wheat stalks with your hands, gently planing them, and a soft straw bed was formed.

After a day's journey, Weiyang's father was tired and doubted his life, and then, as soon as he fell, he fell asleep, lying flat, his eyes looked around, and it was pitch black, so he closed his eyes without desire, and fell asleep peacefully with the familiar smell of wheat straw.

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PS: This book is a children's work with a realistic theme, there is no system, no crossing, some are interesting daily life, and wonderful experiences.

This book mainly describes the inspirational story of a deaf-mute person, focusing on the life situation of the deaf-mute and what is different from ordinary people.

This book has participated in the children's essay competition, and those who like it will collect it, and give support and encouragement to the author.

PS: The first two parts of this book are mainly foreshadowing, foreshadowing, and it is relatively slow to read, but it will be wonderful slowly in the future, and I hope you will be more patient.