As Weiyang grew up, he began to doubt himself, and he also doubted his mother.

He asks strange questions about many things around him, but instead of begging for the kindness of others, he asks and answers himself.

Whenever the sky darkened and nothing could be done, Weiyang moved the small pony stool to the corner of the courtyard and sat down quietly like a wooden monkey.

He dragged his chin with one hand and pressed the other to his knee, and soon began his meditation journey, "Why do you always lock me in the yard when my mother is away? Why did my mother always have a hard time understanding what was going on in my heart? Why is it so difficult for my mother to understand my heart? ”

Weiyang recalled the scene when his mother used to run after him all over the yard.

So, I couldn't help but ask myself, "Why does my mother react when I open my mouth, and why doesn't my mother always open her mouth, why don't I feel it?"

I slapped the wall with my hand and stomped on the ground with my foot, and my mother reacted, isn't my mother doing these actions from time to time, why don't I feel anything......

In this way, Weiyang meditated and pondered.

The more he thought about it, the more chaotic he became, the more tired he became, and he eventually became unorthodox. When he couldn't figure it out, he slapped his knee with his hand, or glared at his foot as if he was holding his breath in his stomach and let his shoes fly out. Of course, this will not help in any way.

So, Weiyang used his brain to think of some other daily trivialities.

For example, today he sees doves flying in the sky, ants on the ground, his little pony has been boarded, his mother has locked the door, and so on.

But Weiyang thought about it, and suddenly remembered an unpleasant thing.

Soon, his mind pulled him back to that sunny afternoon.

On this day, it had just rained in Weijia Village.

After the showers first stopped, the sun came out.

A group of children huddled behind the peach cottage to play with glass balls.

Under the eaves, there is a small straight canal, the depth of the canal is moderate, at first glance it is no different from the flat ground.

Every 10 centimeters, there is a small hole, which is made of water dripping from the green bricks and tiles of the roof.

As long as you put the glass ball in the small canal, and with a flick of your finger, the glass bead will tumble forward, as if in a straight line, up and down.

The glass ball rolls over, sometimes touching another glass ball, sometimes not.

Whether they can meet together or not depends on individual skills. Of course, it also has to do with personal luck.

It's such a simple game.

On this day, because it was raining a little, the dew in the wheat field was too great, and Hu Huilan could not go down to the field to work, so she stayed at home.

This time, Weiyang ushered in a 'great liberation' that was waiting for a thousand years.

Finally, he could run out and play far away. It was also the first time he had gone out to play.

On this day, he was as excited as a bird flying freely in the sky.

He couldn't wait to get out of the prison-like yard and see the new world outside.

In fact, Wei Yang spends his days in the boring cell of the courtyard; He had no idea what was going on in the outside world.

He wanted to see how many children his age there were.

He wanted to see what they were playing every day.

There must be a lot of interesting new things in the outside world he imagined.

He wanted to take a good look and see what he was missing out on every day.

Weiyang walked not far away, and saw a group of children gathered together, mysterious, I don't know what they are doing?

His curiosity was immediately activated, and he quickly walked up to see the excitement.