Hu Huilan said endlessly to Weixing, talking and talking, and unconsciously, she sent her full of whining words to Weixing's body, just like a basin of chili water poured on Weixing's face, making Weixing's cheeks feel hot, like who was burning with a soldering iron.

In Weixing's opinion, this last dinner was like being forced to have a criticism meeting, not only did the meal not eat well, but even the parting became a headache.

Weixing stuck his chopsticks deep in his rice bowl and listened silently to his mother's gushing words.

Hu Huilan saw that Weixing was silent, and her meal was always like tasting salt and vinegar, and after eating for a long time, the rice in the bowl was still full.

So I finally realized that I was like a cannon just now, talking a lot of nonsense.

At this time, Weiyang had unceremoniously finished two bowls of corn paste.

Then, when he was about to make the third bowl, he saw that his brother and his mother did not seem quite right. Both of them were stunned and silent for a long time.

Weiyang thought to herself, my mother and my brother might have had a stiff quarrel because of something.

Weiyang has strong self-esteem, and after seeing their faces, he didn't go to the pot to add rice.

Finally, after a long time, Weiyang jokingly lit up the shiny bowl that had been licked by his brother, and posed three fingers to indicate that he had put the three bowls of rice into his stomach. If Weixing doesn't know what to do, or picks and chooses, he really does it - he has to eat all the rice in the pot.

But his brother Weixing is still the same, with a worried expression in capital letters covering his face like a dark cloud.

He was thoughtful.

In fact, he didn't know where to think from at all, and then he simply let go of his chopsticks.

The chopsticks were stuck deep in the bowl, and he was in a daze like him.

For his brother Weixing's expression, Weiyang glanced at it twice, only two times, and then, he also put down his chopsticks, and then deliberately kept his movements and postures consistent with his brother.

His brother's gaze was almost dull, and he looked fixedly at the sour radish on the table, so he followed suit.

He imitated his brother's appearance, and he learned it in a way that was even more 'realistic' than his brother himself.

For a moment, his brother realized that he was learning from him, and instead of being angry as usual, and hating him with hatred, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, to be precise, amused by his rather joyful expression.

"What are you laughing at?" Weixing looked at Weiyang and said solemnly.

With a puzzled expression on his face, Wei Yang gestured and asked him what his brother had just said to him?

His brother ignored him.

"When did I laugh before the sheep," Hu Huilan then defended, "I think it's obvious that you're laughing, okay?" ”

“……”

In this way, Weixing looked at Weiyang on the side. While radiating in his eyes, the kind gaze of the elders pinned high hopes on the younger ones came to him.

This kind of gaze undoubtedly gave Weiyang an unprecedented sense of weight, and then, he was happy to learn from his brother, just like an old man has high hopes for a young man.

He is small but has enough joy, and his small eyes are shining with the light of an old man, and for a while, he once again amused his brother Weixing and laughed.

Weixing smiled, and then, Weiyang also laughed with his brother naturally, and the two of them laughed and laughed, and finally almost bent over with laughter, laughing so much that the chopsticks on the table also fell to the ground.

"Heart quotient increases 0115."

"What's so funny?"

Hu Huilan said, and knocked on Weiyang's head with her chopsticks, "Why don't you give me a good meal." ”

Weiyang disdained it, still laughing and happy.

Suddenly, he pushed away the pony stool under his hip bone and stood up like a stick.

In fact, he wanted to bend down to help his brother pick up the chopsticks, but somehow, his head felt like he had been stabbed by a steel needle, and he pounced on it once, and the pain made his smile just now freeze on his face like lard, and suddenly, the muscles on his face also twisted painfully.

Then, soon, countless images flashed in Weiyang's brain, as if a series of pictures were playing on the screen of his brain at a speed of running seconds.

"This baby is in a commotion, maybe she hit her head against the wall?"

Hu Huilan muttered to Weixing.

"I didn't see it," Weixing said disdainfully, "he was always like that, and suddenly it was like a convulsion." ”

"Always like that?" Hu Huilan became serious.

"I mean, sometimes, he grabs his hand on his head sometimes, every once in a while, like it hurts somewhere."

"You say it again," Hu Huilan then shouted, "when did you find out, did he act like that for no reason?" Or ......"

Weixing saw that his mother was so serious, so he replied honestly

"I don't know exactly when it started last year.

I remember one time, when I was chopping firewood in the yard, all of a sudden, he threw the board axe in his hand into the pyre, and I was startled, you know, the board axe cut so much firewood, and it was already sharp......

Then he held his head in his hands, fell to his knees and rolled on the ground in pain.

At that time, I thought that the broken wood wedge had jumped out and hit him on the head, so I hurried up to check on him, and the result was that the head was intact and there were no scars at all.

But strangely, in less than ten seconds, he was miraculously better again.

I gestured to him and asked him what was going on, and he smiled, shook his head, and gestured to me that it was nothing.

Isn't that strange, you say? ”

"And the last?"

"You mean?"

"After that, on the same day, for example, a little while, did you have a similar headache?"

"Oh, that didn't." Weixing is definitely authentic.

"That's weird, then!" Hu Huilan muttered to herself, "Isn't it caused by the cerebral marrow?" ”

"Mom, what did you just say is caused by the cerebral cord? I don't understand. Weixing asked curiously.

"Oh, that's right," Hu Huilan explained, "I mean, when your brother first saw deafness, the doctor took a tube of the cerebral cord, and said that it was something that blocked the passage of the auditory nerve.

After that, the doctor injected your brother with an unnamed hormone in his head, saying that it would dissolve the clogged residue.

Because that hormone medicine was too expensive, I gave up after only one course of treatment, and the doctor also said that your brother's illness can't be cured in a day or two, oh my God, when your father and I heard it, we felt that there was not much hope for a complete cure.

Of course, you also know that at that time, our family didn't even have money for food, so how could we have the money to treat your brother!

And so, after many years, your brother's ears still don't work. And you said that your brother occasionally hugged his head inexplicably, as if it hurt somewhere, so I wondered if it was caused by the kind of drug that was injected in the first place. ”

"Oh, Mom, I know."

"When does your brother hold his head like it hurts?"

"Another time," Weixing scratched his head, "I can't remember the time, that time was when I was playing hide and seek with my brother, playing, and suddenly he was holding his head again, kneeling on the ground and rolling......"

"Oh."

"Another time, I remember very clearly, it was a rainy day, we ran home to avoid the rain, but as a result, my brother suddenly held his head halfway, fell to his knees in pain and rolled on the ground, and got his clothes dirty, and that day, when you came home, you beat him up violently."

"Huh?"

"It's true, you forgot."

“……”

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