Tudekai was working on the construction site when he fell from the stairs, fortunately he was fine, but his leg was broken.

Wang's father and Wang's mother called anxiously and asked Wang Tutu to go back. Wang Tutu was a little anxious, but he didn't know what to do. She asked her teacher for leave and got on the return bus home.

It's only three or four hours from school to home, but Wang Tutu seems to have experienced centuries. She never mentioned Tudekai in school, and when the teacher asked her reason for taking leave, she hesitated for a long time. But fortunately, the teacher didn't say anything and approved her leave.

When he got home, Wang Tutu saw Tudekai lying on the sofa eating melon seeds and watching TV. Although the man's leg was broken, he was still very leisurely. Sitting next to Wang's father and mother, Wang Tutu didn't dare to complain too much. She took out the souvenirs she had brought back from Beijing from her schoolbag and handed them to them.

Tudekai's leg is very badly injured, and I am afraid that he will not be able to get out of bed in the past few months. Wang's father and mother discussed, and they were ready to take this man into their own home to take care of him. Wang Tutu refused when he heard it.

Wang's mother comforted her at the time, "You study hard now, and we will take care of your father." ”

"How can I trouble you." Wang Tutu was full of guilt in his heart.

Dad Wang can see it, although Tu Dekai's leg is injured, but if he receives a piece of live, he can still have a companion to chat. Staying with the old woman every day, except for bickering, it is a cold war. Since the two daughters went to college, the family has been deserted. If Tudekai came over, maybe the two of them would still be able to talk, and maybe the old woman would be able to complain less.

But it turns out that women will never stop complaining, especially older women.

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Wang Tutu took three days off from school to come back to take care of Tudekai. But where is she a person who can take care of people, she completely watched Wang's father and Wang's mother go around.

The hospital got Tudekai a wheelchair, and he relied on it to move around when he was at home. Sometimes I want to pick up something, so I slide my wheelchair forward. Wang Tutu was a little angry when he saw it, and he was lame and didn't stay well.

Tudekai really can't stay, as long as he is idle, he will be bored. He was also not used to a wheelchair, so he poked his crutches and went to the yard to wander. Dad Wang was originally concentrating on his antiques, and he quickly put down the things in his hand when he saw his brother go out.

"Can you stop tossing people so much?" Wang Tutu and Wang's mother came back from shopping for vegetables outside, and saw Tudekai, who was walking on crutches and being supported by Wang's father. Her face, which had been talking and laughing, immediately showed an angry expression, and then put the vegetable basket in her hand heavily on the stone table.

She saw Tudekai's bandaged calf and walked up with a straight face. When Dad Wang saw someone coming, he let go of his hand.

Supporting Tudekai's body, Wang Tutu helped him to sit down on a stone bench.

"If you do this again, I'll send you back to the hospital." Wang Tutu said, and found a place to sit down.

Wang Ma glanced at it and smiled on her face. She sat down next to Wang Tutu, then reached out and picked up the edamame beans in the vegetable basket and peeled them. Dad Wang saw that everyone was peeling edamame, and immediately secretly turned around and walked towards the house. Wang Ma's eyes were sharp, she glared, and coughed. Dad Wang sighed helplessly, and then sat next to Mama Wang and obediently peeled edamame.

"Hey! By the way, Tutu, we received a letter, which seems to be addressed to you. Wang Ma peeled edamame and remembered something.

A few days ago, a courier delivered a letter addressed to Tutu with big ears. Wang's mother originally wanted to call her daughter and send it to her. But it happened that Tudekai fell and injured herself at the construction site, and she forgot about it. When her daughter came back, she was busy and she didn't remember much. Fortunately, she has been idle for the past few days, and her head is empty.

The letter was enveloped, exactly the same as the envelope that Wang Tutu sent to the magazine back then. When he received the letter from Wang's mother, Wang Tutu thought that the letter he sent to the magazine was probably returned.

The envelope was thick and contained what looked like a magazine.

Wang Tutu didn't even have time to wipe his hands clean before he tore open the envelope.

This is the registration form of the magazine, on which the information of Wang Tutu's participation is clearly written. However, according to Wang Tutu's recollection, she never participated in any literary competitions. Wang Tutu glanced at the title of the article, which was called "Despair".

This was the first article Wang Tutu wrote in high school, and there was no response after submitting it to the magazine.

Wang Tutu read the registration form very carefully, and the familiar handwriting made her smile knowingly.

Wang Yuxin secretly took Wang Tutu's articles and submitted them to major magazines, which was probably a few years ago. In addition, there are a lot of rejections from magazines, so she doesn't care. Magazines usually send back receipts or samples when they receive manuscripts, but after Wang Tutu's manuscripts are sent, most of them are returned manuscripts.

But I don't know why at this time, Wang Tutu received the registration form for the competition, and the last column said the first place in the Literature Award.

Wang Tutu smiled from the bottom of his heart, and then drank to himself for a long time.

Probably because it wasn't important, her hands still smelling of edamame gently picked up the registration form. She looked at it and looked at it, and finally tore it to pieces.

Wang Tutu used to be a person who didn't hit the south wall and didn't look back, so she has been contributing to the magazine. During her high school years, she sent articles to almost every literary magazine, but often there was no reply. But she seems to be a soul body without despair, and over and over again, she submits every article she writes.

Perhaps this despair brought numbness, and finally Wang Tutu gave up.

She gave up and had forgotten. She still loves to write, but only on the Chinese test papers.

After graduating from university, Wang Tutu gave up writing. She also forgot that she was once such a persistent person.

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Wang Yuxin is also an undying person, and she held on to her last hope to contribute to almost many well-known magazines for Wang Tutu's former articles. She prayed for herself for a long time, and she planned her greatest wish to be acceptable to the magazine. She hopes that a magazine will be able to pick up one of the many articles written by Wang Tutu. But I, Wang Yuxin, was quite scared, this was the first thing that scared her for a long time since she grew up.

So she didn't hesitate to write the sender's address at that time, and she didn't hesitate to write it as the recipient address at home, and if she couldn't receive a reply from the magazine in time, she would think it was because the letter was sent back home.

may really be the same as the article "Despair" written by Wang Tutu, Wang Yuxin also felt hopeless. She finished writing her essay and gently put it in the file bag. She gently pasted the courier slip on it, and then the smile on the corner of her mouth made people feel a little distressed.

After Wang Yuxin packed up her things, she glanced at the document bag on the express box at her feet, which was the express she had just received at noon today. She hadn't had time to open it because of time, and if she hadn't accidentally seen it, she would have been forgotten long ago.

What this express is, Wang Yuxin doesn't know. She reached out and touched it, and she felt the thickness of the courier document. It's the size of a magazine, but it's much thicker than a magazine.

Picking up the knife on the table, Wang Yuxin carefully cut it little by little.

Inside is a brand new magazine sample, and the cover is the cover of Chu Ao, the winner of the last Literary Prize. Although Wang Yuxin's face was full of doubts, she still waited and opened the magazine.

Her reading movements are very slow, and it can even be described as a word at a glance. So when she saw the pen name Tutu with big ears, suddenly tears kept flowing down her eyes. Somehow, the article is not touching, but it makes people cry sweetly.

Later, after Wang Tutu returned to school, she submitted an article to the magazine. She didn't use any flowery rhetoric or a touching tone in this article. She just told the story of family affection plainly, and then expressed what she wanted to show in her heart in words. Although Wang Tutu felt that it was naïve to pick up a pen and write these things again, after all, it was an Internet era.

But in the end, she chose to finish it with a ballpoint pen.

After reading the magazine, Wang Yuxin smiled. She picked up a ballpoint pen and reproduced the title next to the article, the one called "Hope."