The sunset shone warmly, and Jing Lin stretched out her hand to show Lin Fangfei. Five chocolates lay in her palm, filling her little hands.

Lin Fangfei couldn't help but be stunned, "That kid gave it to you, it's not cheap." ”

I was happy to be able to eat candy in my childhood, let alone this high-end chocolate. When Lin Fangfei married Jing Zhenhao, the Jing family was still in debt, although Jing Lin did not treat the child badly after she was born, she rarely bought these snacks for Jing Lin. As far as Lin Fangfei knows, such a chocolate costs two yuan, five heavy pieces, and a full ten yuan.

For Xiao Jinglin, even when she reached the third grade, ten yuan was a "huge amount of money", and she was uneasy with the "huge money" given by Tu Mochu.

Lin Fangfei looked at her daughter's simple appearance, and her heart softened, "Since you have accepted it, then take it, and in the future, your mother will make food, and you will bring it to Mo Chu." ”

Jing Lin nodded vigorously, "Mom eats." ”

"You take it, mom doesn't like sweets."

"That's for Dad."

"Dad doesn't like it either."

Jing Lin opened the delicate wrapping paper of chocolate, two rows of little white teeth bit down, the sweet chocolate melted in her mouth, and her eyes lit up with happiness.

Jing Lin only ate one, and she was reluctant to eat the rest, hiding it in her drawer, planning to use it to satisfy her hunger in the future.

In a blink of an eye, it was August 20th, Jing Lin's fourth birthday, her birthday was simple, a bowl of longevity noodles lay an egg, and she still went to kindergarten after eating. The children were childishly singing birthday songs to her, and Jing Lin looked at the vacant position in the corner, feeling a little depressed.

He Tiantian said: "I'm going to preschool." ”

A few young people looked at her enviously.

Yang Jun is older and one of the children who is going to preschool. He asked Chen Meixi, "Meixi, are you going?" ”

Chen Meixi shook her head, "I'm not going, my mother said I'm still young, and I'll go back next year." ”

"That little mute is going too, I'm going to beat him!" Yang Jun followed his father's example and waved his fist in a rough voice. Being bitten like that by a legless child is both a shadow and a shame in his heart, and he must take revenge!

Jing Lin looked at Yang Jun and frowned. She knew that she was supposed to go to preschool next year, and she had always been one year lower than Tu Mochu, but if Tu Mochu's class was full of classmates like Yang Jun, would Tu Mochu always have no friends?

Jing Lin came home and asked Lin Fangfei, "Mom, can I ask for a birthday wish?" ”

Her eyes are clear, and she has been very well-behaved lately, as if she has reached the age of four, and this child has suddenly become much more sensible.

Lin Fangfei asked Jing Lin to talk about it.

"I want to go to preschool."

Lin Fangfei vetoed it without thinking about it, "No, you just turned four years old, and you have to be five years old to go." If you haven't learned to walk yet, you can't think about flying, those older brothers and sisters are going to study, and you can play games with the children if you stay in the kindergarten. ”

"Don't make games." Jing Lin said seriously: "I want to learn." ”

Lin Fangfei couldn't cry or laugh. Her daughter is a little cute, since she was a child, she has to react slower than others, the teacher said, other children learn to sing nursery rhymes three times, her Linlin needs to double the practice, singing five or six times is not good, she will sing slowly by herself ten times, until she learns.

Jing Lin said that she was going to preschool, but Lin Fangfei only listened to it as a joke. This kind of thing is a major event related to the child's life, how can she mess around, in case because of her young age, she can't understand and learn, which discourages her enthusiasm for learning, and she can't keep up in the future.

Jing Lin was not discouraged when she was rejected, she went back to the room, came out again at dinner, and showed her Tianzi grid book to her parents.

Lin Fangfei was shocked when she saw it. There are a lot of words written in Tianzigri, one stroke at a time, and it can be seen that the writing is very serious. There are also a few arithmetic problems, although they are only addition and subtraction within ten, but they have already surprised Lin Fangfei. Kindergarten is actually a large nursery school, at most singing nursery rhymes, playing games, and generally entering preschool before formally learning knowledge.

Jing Lin looked at her mother nervously.

Lin Fangfei asked her, "How did you know this?" ”

Jing Lin's heart was pounding, "On the kindergarten wall." ”

Before Lin Fangfei could speak, Jing Zhenhao laughed and said, "My Linlin is really a little genius!" ”

Jing Lin knew that her father's mind was not as sharp as her mother's, she had the memory of the third grade, and she was not a problem for writing Chinese characters and addition and subtraction, but she only dared to pick some of the simplest, for fear that Lin Fangfei would doubt it.

Lin Fangfei thought for a while and asked, "What is two plus three?" ”

Jing Lin was a little weak-hearted, she lowered her head, her little hand made a counting motion, and after a while, five soft fingers were spread.

Lin Fangfei took a sip on Jing Lin's face! She, Lin Fangfei, finally has the day to defeat Lin Fen, and she is simply proud of herself! "Let's sign up for preschool, and tomorrow Mom will go to the teacher!"

Jing Lin bent her eyes and smiled brightly.

September is coming, and it is raining on the day of the beginning of school.

Tu Mochu watched the road gradually getting wet, his pale fingers on the wheelchair, not knowing what he was thinking.

Fang Lanzhi was afraid that the child would get wet, so she dressed him in a raincoat.

She spoke calmly to her husband for the first time the night before, and Tu Mo was particularly uneasy about going to preschool when she first started school. Since Tu Mochu's legs were cut off, Fang Lanzhi often woke up from a dream of blurred scenes of flesh and blood, and it became a nightmare that tortured a mother.

How can she see that her taciturn husband in the future is not pleasing to the eye, but the children have to rely on Tu Yiqian to find a relationship when they go to school. There are few special education schools, and there are no near them. As for Fang Lanzhi, she was afraid that her child would enter such a school deep down, as if she had stamped Tu Mochu with a lifetime of incompleteness.

There are two preschools in the experimental primary school of N City. The Chinese teacher in the first class of preschool happened to be Tu Yiqian's junior high school classmate Zhou Ling, and Teacher Zhou had long known Tu Mochu's special situation, so as soon as Tu Yiqian said it, Teacher Zhou agreed.

The experimental primary school was a fifteen-minute walk from their community, and Tu Yiqian started his motorcycle and motioned for Fang Lanzhi to pick up the child. The wheelchair was folded and tied to the back of the motorcycle with a leather rope, and Tu Mochu was placed in front and sat down.

Tu Yiqian carefully protected his son, and said in a brisk tone as much as possible: "Let's go." ”

Tu Mochu held the metal bar in front of the motorcycle, and a shallow smile appeared on his lips.

Leaving his mother's sight, Tu Mochu lost his expression. Behind him was his father's broad chest, but he couldn't rely on it all the time.

Tu Yiqian rode very slowly, afraid that the rain would hit Tu Mochu's face.

Tu Mochu grabbed the metal bar hard, looked at the vast rain curtain, and knew that he was about to face a new environment. He didn't want to go, but he knew he had to take the step. Because of the preschool, Mom is finally willing to talk to Dad, and he wants a complete and normal home, even if his body is no longer complete.

On the first day of school, many children walked to school with schoolbags on their backs, looking curiously at Tu Yiqian's motorcycle, and the engine roared.

When Tu Mochu was four years old, Tu Yiqian bought this motorcycle, and when little Tu Mochu sat on it, he was very excited, thinking that he was super cool, and everyone around him looked at him enviously. Now sitting in this car, everyone's eyes seem to have become strange, and Tu Mochu lowered his eyes gloomily.

Tu Mochu saw countless childish faces along the way, full of vitality, and the children were full of hope for their future.

Tu Yiqian sent him to the door of Teacher Zhou's office, Tu Mochu sat in a wheelchair, and a water cup was hung next to the wheelchair, which Fang Lanzhi poured for Tu Mochu to drink when he was thirsty.

Summer hasn't gone over yet, and the plane trees in the school are lush.

Chinese teacher Zhou Ling gently stretched out her hand to him, "Hello, Mo Chu, I am Teacher Zhou, and I am also your father's friend, I will teach you knowledge in the future, and I will take good care of you." ”

Tu Mochu's pale fingers gently shook Teacher Zhou's hand and showed a polite smile. He still doesn't like to talk to people he doesn't get close to.

Teacher Zhou said to Tu Yiqian: "You go to work, don't worry about the child's affairs, I will take care of it." ”

Tu Yiqian left, and Teacher Zhou said to Tu Mochu: "If you want to go to the toilet, raise your hand and tell the teacher that you know?" ”

Tu Mochu's pupils were dark, he looked at Zhou Ling silently, and nodded for a while.

"Preschool is full of new kids, so you might meet kids in the same kindergarten class."

Tu Mochu pulled the corners of his mouth cooperatively, his eyes were still cold. He didn't want to see anyone before.

The rain gradually stopped, the sun came out, and Teacher Zhou pushed Tu Mochu to the classroom.

As soon as they entered the classroom, the children looked at them curiously.

In the classroom, there are small beans. Some of the children were neat, and some of them still had snot. Teacher Zhou smiled kindly and placed Tu Mochu by the window of the first row under the podium.

Yang Jun was sitting in the back and playing with Li Mao, and when he saw the teacher pushing Tu Mochu in, his eyes widened. Wow! What a class!

"You already saw me yesterday when you came to sign up, I am your Chinese teacher, my surname is Zhou. Mr. Zhou will first adjust the seats for everyone according to the height, okay? ”

The children said in unison, "Good! ”

"Then now everyone stands up, compare the taller, shorter children sit in the front, and the taller children sit in the back for the time being."

The children were very obedient, but it was very difficult for them to compare themselves to the height, and Mr. Zhou and Mr. Jiang, another male teacher who taught mathematics, helped to adjust the height and height.

Teacher Zhou frowned, and found that there were two or three children missing from the class. It's raining today, and Jiayuan is estimated to be late.

Teacher Jiang asked in a low voice: "Two people at a table, there are fifty children in the class, who is sitting with Tu Mochu?" ”

Teacher Zhou was also stunned. She quickly eased up and asked her classmates with a smile, "Tu Mochu's leg is injured and needs everyone's care, which brave and kind child is willing to sit at the first table with him?" ”

Tu Mochu's pupils shrank imperceptibly.

The children in the classroom looked at each other, and then at Tu Mochu, who was in a wheelchair and empty below his knees. Several children hesitantly raised their hands.

Teacher Zhou was very satisfied and asked Tu Mochu, "Mochu, which child do you want to be at the same table?" ”

Tu Mochu looked over and looked at the children who raised their hands one by one. He doesn't like to smile, and there is no temperature in his eyes, like a haze that he doesn't want to shine through with a layer of sunshine. His gaze swept over, and those hands that were not firm were slowly let go.

The two teachers looked at each other awkwardly, and Teacher Jiang said, "The other children sat down first, and there were still a few children who didn't come." ”

One by one, the children sat down. Yang Jun looked left and right, and whispered to the new classmates near the seat about Tu Mochu's deeds of wetting his pants and biting people in kindergarten. With surprised expressions on the children's faces, they all quietly looked at the lonely first table.

Tu Mochu clenched his fists, and his gaze fell on the tall plane tree outside the window.

The rain stopped, and the rain that remained on the leaves slid downward. His lips were a little chapped, but he didn't touch the glass he had brought, and he wanted to go to the toilet after drinking it.

A girl came late, with two small buds tied around her head and a pink ribbon. Her little bud with a slight moisture stood in the doorway and shouted a report in a clear voice.

Teacher Zhou looked over and saw that this was the youngest child in the class.

Fifteen minutes away, Jing Lin's little short legs have to walk for more than twenty minutes. In addition, it was raining, and the road was not easy to walk, Lin Fangfei hugged it for a while, and Xiao Jinglin had to walk by herself if she couldn't hold it, so she was still ten minutes late in a hurry.

Tu Mochu's body stiffened and he didn't look back.

Teacher Zhou said, "Jinglin, there are still three seats, you can choose one and sit down." ”

Jing Lin walked straight towards Tu Mochu. She sat down beside him, with the scent of the sun after the rain.

Tu Mochu said in a low voice, "Get out." The first time he spoke to her, his voice was cold and unforgiving.

Tu Mochu thought to himself, whoever wants you to be pitiful, it's best to stay away from him.

Jing Lin's eyes were wet and aggrieved, "But I'm short." "Sit in the back and out of sight.

"......" Tu Mochu turned his head silently.