Han Xiaoxiao was led to the duty room in a daze, Wang Qiuyang turned on the color TV for her, changed a few stations, either criminal investigation films or men and women falling in love, and finally transferred to the "True Little Monk", which was particularly popular during the summer vacation, he put down the remote control with satisfaction, touched Xiao'er's head and said, "Wait for me to come back." So he went out and went out to work.

Han Xiaoxiao was still thinking about what he had just said, and he didn't pay attention. It wasn't until Jacky Cheung's "bustling and busy" singing sounded on the TV that she came back to her senses, but Wang Qiuyang had already left.

After thinking about it for a while, his mind was finally attracted to the TV by the little monk. Seeing the round little bald head jumping up and punching and kicking the pursuers, Han Xiaoxiao slapped him happily.

After watching two episodes in a row, it was not enjoyable, and there were advertisements on the TV again, and after a while, "Mom, phone!" "A moment" little sister, phone! "Yes, one broadcast is three or four times. At first, Han Xiaoxiao thought it was strange, but now the phone is not wired. But after watching it more than a dozen times, she was also annoyed. finally waited until the advertisements were over, but he stopped playing the little monk and started selling things. Han Xiaoxiao felt bored, but he was embarrassed to watch everywhere, so he could only sit in front of the TV and wait for his stunned eyes.

When the police officer on duty saw that she was bored, he took out the pirated videotapes and CDs that had been confiscated a few days ago and pulled them up and showed her a movie. This afternoon, a "Tang Bohu Dots Autumn Fragrance" and a "Scissorhands Edward". The former made Han Xiaoxiao smile from ear to ear, and the latter made her cry with tears streaming down her face.

When Wang Qiuyang came back, he saw her touching her tears there. Xiao Liu in the duty room rubbed his hands embarrassedly.

"She's a little older! Show her what a mess, go up to the side! Then he pulled Han Xiaoxiao up and wiped her face clean. coaxed: "Everything in the movie is fake!" Look at you crying, like a big face. ”

Han Xiaoxiao's snot and tears smudged Wang Qiuyang's arm, making him cry and laugh. picked up Han Xiaoxiao and carried it on her shoulders, giving her an "ah" startled.

"Let's go, I'll send you home! On the way, I will buy you Grandpa Zhao's buns to eat! ”

This time, Han Xiaoxiao was so beautiful that she didn't cry anymore, and rubbed her face vigorously. "Uh-huh!" Nodding. Her heart is full, how nice it would be if Uncle Qiuyang would be her father! You don't have to be beaten, you have good food every day, you can watch TV, and maybe you can go to school with Xiaolu.

Before dark, Wang Qiuyang sent her home. When he left, Han Xiaoxiao chased him out and waved with him reluctantly, and didn't turn around and go back until he couldn't see it.

Wang Qiuyang could clearly feel that Han Xiaoxiao's attitude towards him was getting closer and closer, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and he couldn't help much. Just now, Xiaoxiao on the road asked him to take care of the road more, and he also responded. Originally, I sympathized with these two children in my heart, but no matter how much he could, he couldn't do anything.

I remembered that the frequent blind dates in the past few years had made him exhausted. It may be that he is old, and everyone is almost the same, but everyone is missing a little bit of meaning. He is 33 years old this year, and his father is right, no matter how much he gets married, people will think that there is something wrong with him, and his old Wang family can't afford to lose this person. So last time, a teacher surnamed Li from the town primary school was 6 years younger than him and a college student who graduated from the normal school. Aside from being a little dark, it's more than enough to match him. He didn't want the old couple to talk about it every day, and finally agreed to get engaged at the end of the year. Now is the right time for her to help herself take care of the path.

After Han Xiaoxiao went back, Li Xiuhua didn't pay attention to her, and always felt that watching her ponytail and white face flick back and forth was a bit dazzling. She didn't know what her psychology was, but she just couldn't get used to seeing Han Xiaoxiao like this. The black-skinned girl with yellow hair in the past looked like her biological daughter.

Before going to bed, he only asked, "Okay?" Han Xiaoxiao answered and was speechless, and went to stay in the Westinghouse by himself.

Sister Xinfeng's books were still neatly stacked on the windowsill. The trails they had to send to school were renewed, so these were all kept.

She remembered what Uncle Qiuyang said today, whether it was true or to coax her, she finally believed it. So she took out the third-grade textbook and looked at it, thinking that if school starts again one day, she can't be too far behind others and embarrass Xiaolu. It's just that I don't know what Xiaolu is doing at this time, I don't know if Hu Fat'er and other classmates bullied him, and if he eats well in the school cafeteria? Did he go to fetch hot water? While flipping through the textbook, he was thinking nonsense. In my mind for a while, there are colorful illustrations in the textbook, a moment is the side face of Xiaolu pursing her mouth when listening to the class, and the laughter of Uncle Qiuyang carrying her for a while. I can't calm down, and I'm annoyed. At this time, I just turned to the ancient poem at the end of the textbook:

In the green garden, the sunflower waits for the sun

Yangchun Budeze, all things are brilliant.

Often afraid of the autumn festival, the yellow leaves of the yellow flower decline.

When will the hundred rivers return to the west from the east to the sea?

The young man does not work hard, and the boss is sad.

She suddenly sank down, looked at the annotated translation, and read it again and again seven or eight times, and then muttered: "If the young man doesn't work hard, the boss will be sad!" He took out his pen and wrote solemnly on the front page of the book.

She knew that Xiaolu must be working hard, and maybe she was also thinking about herself while doing arithmetic problems. She has to study hard, she can't be blind like her mother, she doesn't understand anything, and she only knows how to be beaten and punished all her life.

Xiao Lu lay on the bed in the dormitory and listened to a group of people "chattering" and gossiping, I don't know who said what, which made everyone laugh. He cleaned up early, and now he is reading on his stomach on the top bunk, this is the "Story Club" mixed with Sister Xinfeng's textbooks, which contains a lot of novel and funny short stories and serials. Xiaolu flipped through the road for a while, thinking that he had known that he should stay at home, Xiao'er must like to read this kind of book.

The person who lives in his lower bunk is also from Zhaowa Village, named Li Xiaoyu, who is average in learning, but especially good at playing slingshots. In the past, the two of them had little contact, and once Li Xiaoyu's yo-yo shot his godfather's chicken, he helped to make a sloppy eye. At this time, seeing that everyone was talking enthusiastically, he held back on the path by himself, and Li Xiaoyu felt a little sympathy. Stood up and pushed him.

"Can't you stop playing for a while? What do you see? ”

Xiao Lu glanced up at him, and turned the cover of "Story Club" in his hand to face him.

Li Xiaoyu recognized this, his uncle worked in the town, and he had been ordering this magazine, and the dormitory of the unit couldn't hold so many books, so every time he came back, he would give him a few copies by the way. The first few pages were jokes, which he often flipped through.

"I didn't expect to see this! I have a lot of family, and I'll give it to you when I'm off. ”

Xiaolu originally wanted to refuse, but when he felt the kindness from Li Xiaoyu and remembered that Han Xiaoxiao might like to watch it, he nodded with a smile and said silently, "Thank you." ”

Classmates for two years, Li Xiaoyu didn't see him smile much, and found that although he was mute, he could speak more than lip shape, unlike those big tongues of random "ahhhh ”

A few of my classmates heard it and turned their heads to look at it. said to Li Xiaoyu: "Isn't he dumb?" Why can you still talk? ”

Xiaolu quickly put away his smile and looked down to read.

Li Xiaoyu was a little unhappy in his heart, and choked at the classmate who spoke just now: "Just talk a lot!" And he lay down.

"When did they have such a good relationship?"

"Yes."

"Oh, don't care about them, where is the next performance?"

。。。

Li Xiaoyu is actually a little curious about Xiaolu, he has heard a lot of gossip in the village, but Xiaolu is good at learning and has helped himself, so he feels that Xiaolu is different from the children in Zhaowa Village.

Li Xiaoyu and Hu Fat'er are not in the same group, so they can't play together. His parents opened a hardware store in the town, and sometimes they lived in the store when they were busy, and kept him at his grandmother's house in Zhaowa Village. However, in the past few years, his parents have been saving money to buy the upper and lower floors of the store, and their family will live in the town in the future.

In the past, when his parents went to Zhou City to buy goods, they often took him over to play. Xu is more seen in the world, so he looks down on Hu Fat'er and their bullying behavior. Now that Han Lu was transferred to school by the village because of his top grades, he took a special look at him and felt that he was a little remarkable. Han Lu had been with Han Xiaoxiao before, although he didn't mean to look down on Han Xiaoxiao, but it was always difficult to take the initiative to come to others.

Thinking so, he kicked the bed board above, Xiao Lu looked down in confusion, he sat up and said, "Ming'er, I'll talk to the teacher, change seats with Zhao Rongrong, let's sit at the same table." ”

Xiao Lu smiled after hearing this, and nodded seriously.

As soon as 8 p.m. arrived, the school closed. The old man who watched the gate patted the door outside and said, "It's time!" Sleep honestly! Don't babble! "The group of children who were chatting passionately just now all turned off the flames at this moment, and there was finally a brief silence in the dormitory.

It was the first time I left home, and although I was a little uncomfortable, I was more excited. In the darkness, they stared at each other with sparkling eyes.

Xiaolu listened to the laughter of "giggles", lowered his voice, and the smell of stinky feet running into his nose, but his heart was clear. He looked at the dark roof, remembered Xiao'er's instructions to himself, and fell asleep happily with a vision of tomorrow.

The next day, during recess, the teacher called him to the office. Teacher Li, a fifth-grade student, was waiting inside, and when he saw him coming, he looked up and down for a while, and said with a smile: "Wang Qiuyang is right, he is a good boy. ”

As soon as Xiao Lu heard her mention Uncle Qiuyang, he quickly bowed, and opened his mouth to say, "Teacher is better!" ”

Li Jing heard Wang Qiuyang say last night that this child is dumb, but his tongue is fine, so communication is still possible. After going to work today, she came over to inquire and found that this child's grades were really good, and the four semesters were double hundred. Looking at his polite behavior, you know that he is a sensible person, no wonder Wang Qiuyang went to find her at night.

Li Jing said with a smile: "Your Uncle Qiuyang has told me, if you have any difficulties in school in the future, I will tell your head teacher, I have already said hello." Problems in life can also come to me. Don't be embarrassed. It's serious to study hard! ”

Xiao Lu nodded and thanked him. Li Jing was satisfied and let him go back to class.

Back in the classroom, Li Xiaoyu had already changed seats and was waving at him with a smile.