Yang Jun's parents arrived first, and both his father and mother came. Yang Jun's father and children are all familiar with each other, he is an uncle with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and he is the first to pick up Yang Jun every day. His eyes widened like copper bells, and he pointed at Tu Mochu, "Stinky boy, if my little army has any three long and two short, Lao Tzu will kill you!" ”

When Yang Jun heard this, he cried even more aggrieved.

Yang Jun's mother also glared at Tu Mochu, and took the child to the clinic to see the injury.

Teacher Xiao Wang stood aside awkwardly, "I'm sorry, we didn't take good care of the child, hurry up and take Xiaojun to have a look." ”

The couple then left with their children in their arms.

Half an hour later, Tu Mochu's mother, Fang Lanzhi, came. She has a gentle appearance, her hair is coiled behind her head, and she is elegant and neat. Tu Mochu is more like his mother, his eyebrows and eyes are handsome, and because he is like his father, his outline is more distinct.

Before Fang Lanzhi came, she listened to Teacher Zhang briefly talk about the experience on the phone. She was silent, came over and smiled at Tu Mochu first, then leaned over and touched his head.

Jing Lin clearly saw that a little light flashed in the silent little boy's eyes, like spring returning to the earth, and new sprouts sprouted from dead trees, making his whole person a little more vigorous and energetic.

Fang Lanzhi pushed the wheelchair out, and Jing Lin heard the boy's hoarse voice shouting "Mom" very softly.

Tu Mochu can speak, but he doesn't say much. Young children actually understand everything, and their hearts are clearly bounded.

Jing Lin blinked, lying on the side of the door, looking at their departing backs. When will Tu Mochu talk to her?

Fang Lanzhi took Tu Mochu home, took water to rinse his mouth, and washed his face.

Tu Mochu had been quiet, Fang Lanzhi looked at the child's pale face and stroked his head, "Why did Mochu bite Yang Jun?" ”

Tu Mochu lowered his eyes, "He snatched my biscuits." ”

Fang Lanzhi's brows furrowed. She knew that Tu Mochu was lying, and their family's family background was considered solid in the entire community. Sandwich biscuits may not be available in other people's homes, but their family not only has all kinds of biscuits, but also chocolate, and Tu Mochu will never fight for a single biscuit.

Her gaze fell on Tu Mochu's lap, and tears suddenly appeared in her eyes. Even if the child doesn't say it, Fang Lanzhi understands why, it must be because of his legs.

She hugged Tu Mochu gently, and said with a smile: "Mom is going to cook, you can eat it in a while, does Mochu have anything you want to eat?" ”

Tu Mochu shook his head and looked at Fang Lanzhi's busy figure quietly and sensibly.

Tu Yiqian only returned home in the evening, and he was recently looking for a criminal, often busy late into the night. When he returned, the atmosphere of the whole home became a little subtle.

Tu Mochu's house has a color TV, which is placed in the living room, which is a luxury household appliance. Fang Lanzhi was watching the show with Tu Mochu, she ignored the people who entered the door, but Tu Yiqian took the lead and said, "I'm back." ”

He looked at his tired wife and then at his son's little head.

Tu Mochu looked up at his father, and there was no hatred in his clear eyes. Tu Yiqian's heart ached imperceptibly.

Fang Lanzhi complained that he had burdened his son, and the two quarreled every now and then. Some time ago, there was a night when both of them were busy, Fang Lanzhi was the chief surgeon, and Tu Yiqian was still busy with the work of the team. They all thought that they had picked up Tu Mochu from each other, but when they came back in the morning, they realized that neither of them had gone, and Fang Lanzhi cried hysterically that day.

Although Fang Lanzhi and Tu Yiqian introduced marriage, the husband and wife were very sweet when they first got married, especially after Tu Mochu was born, the family of three was even happier. Who would have thought that Tu Mochu would encounter an accident and destroy this warm family at once.

Fang Lanzhi couldn't help but hate Tu Yiqian, she hated her husband for taking revenge on her son because of his work, and the child was cut off by criminals when he was only four years old. At that time, seeing Tu Mochu covered in blood, Fang Lanzhi was in pain.

Tu Yiqian found that the kitchen did not leave him food, so he had to eat the bowl of noodles by himself. After eating, he talked to Tu Mochu for a while, what he asked, what the little boy answered, he was very sensible.

Fang Lanzhi looked at it coldly, and at nine o'clock in the evening, she was going to help Tu Mochu wash up.

Tu Mochu grabbed the corner of her clothes, "Mom, I want to take a bath." ”

"You haven't moved much, your body is not dirty, Mom will wipe it for you, and you will wash it tomorrow."

Tu Mochu pursed his lips, "I want to take a bath." ”

He didn't tell Fang Lanzhi the reason for the quarrel with Yang Jun, Fang Lanzhi frowned, and still boiled water for him.

She took off Tu Mochu's clothes and put the thin little boy into the wooden basin. Tu Mochu looked at his ugly stump and didn't speak.

Fang Lanzhi also saw it, this was an unbearable pain in her heart, but she couldn't escape, she couldn't let her young son wash himself, she patiently washed him, and then took him to sleep.

Fang Lanzhi instructed: "Don't hold back if you want to go to the toilet, tell the teacher and mother to know?" ”

"Yes." Tu Mochu said softly: "Mom, tell me a story." ”

Fang Lanzhi smiled, and just wanted to say okay, when someone suddenly knocked on the door outside, "Doctor Fang!" Is Dr. Fang here? ”

Fang Lanzhi hurried out and never came back that night.

Tu Mochu didn't hear the story, and turned his gaze to the other side of the wall, where the scale had been drawn with chalk so that the height of a child could be measured. In the past, every time he was a year older, his parents would measure him. It was later erased by Tu Yiqian, leaving only a vague trace.

Tu Mochu looked at it for a long time before closing his eyes. He knew that he would never grow as tall as his father.

August ushered in Chen Meixi's birthday, and Teacher Zhang took the whole kindergarten children to sing her birthday song.

Jing Lin sat in the crowd clapping her little hands and singing, looked left and right and found that Tu Mochu did not come to school today, of course, Yang Jun did not come either. She was anxious, why didn't Tu Mochu come to the kindergarten?

Jing Lin asked the teacher, and Teacher Xiao Zhang replied: "Tu Mochu's mother said that he will not come to kindergarten, and when he is in September, he will be sent to preschool directly." ”

Jing Lin was stunned. In her memory, the preschool was in the experimental elementary school, a little far from the kindergarten, and the school was not in the same direction. It seems that like in his previous life, Tu Mochu failed to finish kindergarten in the end.

Teacher Xiao Zhang sighed, she felt sorry for Tu Mochu, but she also understood that Tu Mochu was not suitable to stay here anymore. All the children in the kindergarten saw Tu Mochu fighting, and he bit Yang Jun's indifference and madness, which frightened the children.

Jing Lin felt sad. Lin Fangfei dragged her on the way home, and she was thinking about it.

In the evening, Lin Fen knocked on the door and took a piece of cake in his hand. She has high cheekbones and slender eyebrows, and as soon as she enters the door, she puts the cake on the table, and then pinched Jinglin's little face.

Jing Lin blinked her big eyes and shouted softly, "Hello, Auntie." ”

Lin Fen smiled: "It's still Linlin's face that is comfortable to touch, come and show Auntie, I heard that you were sick some time ago, and you didn't get thin when you got sick, this little face is round, and you are blessed at a glance." ”

Jing Lin subconsciously looked at her mother, Lin Fangfei's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

But Lin Fen continued: "Alas, unlike my family Meixi, it doesn't grow meat. Although everyone says that she is like Mi Chun and looks good when she grows up, I still see Linlin cute. ”

Lin Fangfei didn't smile, "It's funny, your family Meixi is good-looking." ”

got the praise of her daughter Chen Meixi, and Lin Fen left satisfied.

Mi Chun is a well-known Hong Kong star who has made many movies. Mi Chun is called the "Jade Girl", and Chen Meixi, whose eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Mi Chun, is called the "Little Jade Girl".

Jing Lin faintly felt that something was wrong, but her memory stopped at the third grade, and she couldn't think of it, so she had to give up.

She couldn't help but be a little frustrated, she had a lot of flesh, and Chen Meixi's child was indeed beautiful and good-looking.

Lin Fangfei had a fire burning in her heart, she was slightly fat, so she was afraid of being said, but Lin Fen stabbed people with a soft knife every time. What's so great about having a daughter like Mi Chun? It's not really Mi Chun, a child, or her family Linlin is cute and cute.

Jing Lin tiptoed to get the cake on the table. Lin Fangfei said: "I just eaten, and the cake is not easy to digest, and I will have a stomachache." ”

It was a hard cream cake, Lin Fangfei was reluctant to buy it, their family was old and young, and they lived frugally, Jing Lin would mostly buy a bag of fruit candy for her birthday next month, and then cook a bowl of noodles and an egg.

Although Jing Lin was indeed a little greedy, she shook her head, and her eyes smiled into a crooked crescent moon, "Separate, mother eats half of it, and the other half is given to Tu Mochu." ”

Her little hand gestured at the cutting action, Lin Fangfei was stunned for a long time before nodding affirmatively, "Yes, get some for that kid." ”

Lin Fangfei cut the cake, looked at her daughter, who was not as tall as the table, staring at her with her eyes open, her saliva was about to flow down, she was soft and funny, "Mom doesn't like to eat it, keep it for you." Let's go, mom will accompany you to send it over. ”

Bypassing the green shade of the community, the mother and daughter came to the opposite building and knocked on the door of Tu Mochu's house.

The door opened, and Tu Yiqian's resolute face appeared. The man is a criminal policeman and looks upright. He recognized it carefully and found that the mother and daughter were very familiar and seemed to be from a community, but it was a little embarrassing to forget their names.

Lin Fangfei was empathetic and said, "Hello Officer Tu, my surname is Lin, my daughter Jing Lin and Mo Chu are classmates, come and bring him a cake." ”

Tu Yiqian lowered his head and saw a little girl with two chirping, her skin was very white, her big eyes were watery, and her eyelashes were long and curled, like a soft jade doll.

Jing Lin was a little scared, and under Lin Fangfei's instructions, she called her uncle with a milky voice.

Rao is Tu Yiqian, and he was also so cute that his heart was turned into a cute. He smiled kindly: "Mo Chu is in the room, Linlin go over and take a look at him." Xiaolin, if you don't dislike it, come in and sit. ”

"No, no, just send a cake, Officer Tu, you're busy with you, Linlin will go to see Mo Chu, and come out after sending it."

Jing Lin got the order, carefully took the cake, followed behind Tu Yiqian, and walked to Tu Mochu's room.

Tu Yiqian pushed open the door, and a little boy sitting at the front of the desk was writing, preparing for entering preschool.

"Mo Chu, a child is coming to you."

Jing Lin looked at Tu Mochu nervously. His room was bigger than hers, simple in design, and neatly arranged, unlike his mother's joke that her room was a kitten's nest.

Tu Mochu turned his head, looked past his father's tall figure, and saw a young and petite female doll.

Jing Lin was holding a piece of cake, and when she saw him coming, she didn't know whether to laugh or not for a while, and approached him a little timidly. She held her hands high, "Tu Mochu, give it to you." ”

He looked at her in silence, knowing that this was a little girl who was not afraid of setbacks.

The first time she gave him a paper airplane, he tore it and hit her hand. The second time was the lotus flower in full bloom, which he threw on the table. This time it's a cake, and the flowers on the cream are incomplete.

Jing Lin looked at him apprehensively, her eyes pure and sincere.

Tu Mochu remembered that she was more than a year younger than him, and she had to go to kindergarten for another year, and he was going to preschool next month, and he might not see her for a long, long time. He reached out and took the piece of cake she had brought over.

Jing Lin's eyes were shining, as if they were full of stars, and she told him with her eyes that this bad-growing cake was really delicious.

Tu Mochu didn't say a word to her, even a word of thanks.

But Jing Lin was very happy, her little face was pink, and she was ready to follow Uncle Tu out.

The collar at the back of her neck was suddenly pulled, and a force pulled her back. Jing Lin turned back in confusion and saw the little boy's condescending dark eyes.

Jing Lin remembered that Tu Mochu also dragged Yang Jun like this that day, and after dragging Yang Jun over...... She subconsciously wanted to cover her arm and not bite her, if Tu Mochu didn't like the cake, she wouldn't come again, she was afraid of pain.

She just wanted to call Uncle Tu. The silent boy put a handful of chocolates in her pocket, then let go of her collar and motioned for her to go.

Jing Lin touched the candy wrapper in her pocket and looked up at him again. He still hadn't said a word to her, and turned to write.

One by one, the boys wrote pencil letters, square and powerful.