People who travel the world and can't find what they need find it when they return home. - Moore

Grandma always sighed, when she was young, she couldn't afford to go to school, only went to primary school for two years, and now she can't recognize all the words of her age, probably only 9 Arabic numerals, as for addition and subtraction, she learned it in the "market economy". Aunts are much better, but I haven't studied their specific cultural level, when I was a child, my aunt took me, so I know more about her than my aunt, and I often see her change to a small novel to read, there are many categories, and there are many romances, and it should be difficult for her to use common words. So two days before I went to the entrance exam, the burden of pre-school education fell on her shoulders.

I don't remember exactly how long I was trained in the assault, but the general content was A, O, E...... 1, 2, 3 and so on. I'm ashamed to say that I can't remember when my aunt taught me. I only remember that on the way to school a few days later, my grandmother and aunt accompanied me, and I also picked up money on the side of the road, maybe a few yuan, or dozens of dollars. At that time, I didn't have any concept of money, I just thought that they should be happy to pick up money and give it to adults, and I was already extremely altruistic at the age of 5. A little luck is like a stimulant injection for me, so I still can't remember the events of that day, only this incident is vivid.

On the way, my aunt told me that I must answer the teacher's questions for the entrance exam in a while, and I asked the reason, but she didn't want to say, so I could only nod my head and say yes. After crossing the bridge, when I arrived at the school, my grandmother was waiting outside, and my aunt accompanied me into the teacher's office. At that time, my cognitive ability, attention, and memory were not very good, so what was the school like; what the house is like; What is a teacher like? I don't remember anything, but I remember that the teacher asked me how to read a, o, e, 1, 2, 3, etc...... Whether I'm nervous or stupid, I won't be able to answer a few questions. My aunt whispered to me, I don't know if it was out of self-esteem or timidity, but I heard it but stubbornly refused. After asking a few more questions, the teacher shook his head, "He learned it at home, he will!" My aunt was anxious to defend me. I was a little ashamed, a little lonely, I didn't know at that time, if I passed this level, I could go to the first grade, if not, I would have to go to preschool for a year, which is equivalent to a nursery, which means paying an extra year of tuition, not to mention, what I learned and the first grade are naturally incomparable. That's why my aunt told me again and again on the way.

I don't remember how I got home, and I don't even remember if I went to school. Because something happened that made none of this matter.

When I got home one day, I couldn't remember if I went out to play crazy or came back from school. In front of the door was a white beast parked in the open space, four huge wheels supporting an iron box with hideous iron pipes in front, I had seen a car, but I had never seen a jeep with a tire on its back. When I entered the house, I don't know if it was because I was too small or the room was too small, but now I recall that there were no more than 8 people in the room at that time, but I felt that the darkness was overwhelming, crowded with people, and it was suffocating.

"Come here and let me hug me, you don't recognize me anymore!" A strange woman walked up to me and stretched out her hand to hug me, I subconsciously hid behind my aunt, but my aunt dragged me out.

"Look at this child, I'm afraid of life~" The old aunt said and pushed me to the woman.

In the arms of this woman in her early 20s, I was able to observe the people in the room. Looking around, my grandmother was chatting with a man of about 30 years old. A woman's voice interrupted me: "I'm your mother, baby!" ”

The world is dark. My grandmother and aunt never mentioned my mother to me, but I did mention my father, and my grandmother always cried silently while scolding my drunken grandfather, scolding him for killing my son by the plague (1), if it weren't for his lack of money, I wouldn't be without my father. As I grew up, I came to accept the fact that I didn't have a father or a mother, and I thought to myself, there's nothing wrong with just following my grandparents and aunts like this. Now that there is suddenly an extra mother, my 5-year-old little head naturally can't turn.

I don't remember what I said after this meeting, what the adults talked about.

After the people dispersed, my aunt said to me, "Peng Peng (my name), your mother is here to pick you up, will you go with her?" Your mother's conditions are better now, and if you go with her, you will definitely be happy. ”

Of course, I can see the current financial ability of my mother, who wears gold and silver, but when I think of leaving my grandmother and aunt, I am still reluctant, after all, the people I have relied on since childhood, leaving them is no different from cutting off my hands and feet. I asked, "Auntie, do you want me to follow her?" ”

A hint of hesitation flashed on my aunt's face: "You don't have to worry about us, as long as you want, my aunt has supported you for so many years, if you don't want to follow your mother, my aunt will continue to support you!" ”

I looked at her and didn't answer, didn't want to answer, didn't even want to think.

A few days later, I slept on the kang and heard a commotion, woke up, but didn't open my eyes, didn't get up, eavesdropped......

"Haven't woken up yet?" The woman whispered, it's time to change her mind, it's my mother.

"Wake him up~" Grandma came over and pulled me.

When I opened my eyes, it was still the same three people, the woman was my mother, the man who chatted with my grandmother last time, was now looking at me with a smile, and there was a round and smiling strong man standing behind him.

My aunt came over and started to dress me: "Peng Peng, don't be naughty when you listen to your mother's words over there, do you hear?" ”

I nodded, and with the movement, tears fell down the tears, seeing me like this, my aunt and grandmother also sobbed, and my grandfather smoked on the kang: "Oh, what's the crying chicken pee (2), you girls!" Scare the kids! ”

The leading man came over to appease grandma, grandma was holding a pair of silver bracelets in her hand, I hadn't seen it, probably it was given by a man, or it was used to trade my chips~ The man's voice was soft: "Don't worry, if you miss the child, or the child misses you, I will send him back to see you." ”

Before leaving, the man took out a few blue hundred-yuan bills from his purse and stuffed them into his grandmother's hand, and we got into the car with the support of the fat man, and then the fat man got into the driver's seat by himself.

My mother hugged me and sat in the back seat, and the man turned his head from the co-pilot and smiled at me: "Peng Peng, this is Uncle Feng." The man didn't introduce himself, but he introduced the driver, probably to avoid embarrassment.

Seeing that I didn't answer, my mother pushed me, "It's good to call Uncle Feng." ”

"Hello Uncle Feng!" I learned to call people. Feng Fatzi put the steering wheel, looked up at me from the rearview mirror, and promised repeatedly: "Eh, eh, good, good." ”

"Should I call you Uncle or Daddy?" I suddenly asked the man in the co-pilot, and the atmosphere in the car instantly dropped to freezing, except for me, I feel that the three big people will not breathe~