"Dumb, Xiao Kai has become dumb!"

Longtan Village, the courtyard in the village, there are men, women and children, around a pile of firewood, boiling.

This was said by a woman in the village.

At that time, she heard that Zhiyuan had gone home and was about to invite him to dinner, but at the door, she overheard Zheng Yong's words, so she couldn't wait, ran to the compound, and made a big publicity.

"Hey, it's a pity, heroic boy, I've become dumb!" There was an old man sighing.

"No wonder, didn't you see that just now? Xiao Kai hates gambling the most, if usually, he saw it, and promised to smash it to pieces, but today he didn't say a word, scolded Xiao Yong and walked away, I saw the problem at the beginning! ”

Someone said, with a look of sudden realization.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, dumb is dumb, Xiao Kai usually doesn't talk much!"

"Hmph, you know that it's a little strange to have a temper, but what's the matter with the head of the village, he wasn't the first to stand up? This road was built at Aaron's expense! "Someone is dissatisfied.

"What's wrong with saying two words? I'm worried, this is not good for his future development, it is difficult to find such a talent! ”

"No, why don't we discuss and find him some herbs to see if we can cure him?"

"That's okay, but who knows how to cure a dumb person, his second master, don't you usually say that you have a lot of connections, how many doctors do you know? Get moving! ”

"This ...... I'm bragging! A middle-aged man said embarrassedly, "Why don't you inform Ah Long?" ”

"Go, go, go! Ah Long and Xiao Kai, the father and son, are not compatible, come to him, and if they don't fight, they will burn high incense! ”

"Then what should I do, herbs can cure mutes, I haven't heard of it!"

"Woo woo, Brother Kai has become dumb, who will teach us music in the future!"

"Don't argue, let's discuss it and see if we can come up with a solution!"

……

The compound was noisy, a stone room, a room, but it was very quiet.

Zhiyuan lay on the bed, stunned.

Let the sixth aunt and Zheng Yong shout outside the door, he turned a deaf ear.

He knew that they were worried about him, but now, he just wanted to be quiet, and he didn't want to say a word.

The sixth aunt opened the door, but he locked the door inside, sighed helplessly, and went home.

Xiao Yong also left, and was dragged away by the sixth aunt, she said, let Zhiyuan be quiet for a while, maybe, after a few days, it will be fine.

looked at Fang Liang blankly, and involuntarily, he missed Sister Xiaofang again.

Raising his hand, he took off his watch and touched it gently.

This is what she left to him, and she gave him everything she had.

This love, how thick the sky is.

She has been paying silently and never caring about gains and losses.

This love is remembered by Zhiyuan.

I don't know how long later, Zhiyuan put on his watch, got up, opened the door, and walked into the kitchen.

The kitchen hasn't changed, but I can't hear my grandmother's nagging anymore.

Taking out a lighter, Zhiyuan lit a pile of firewood and began to cook.

After eating, he silently walked into his room again.

He lay on the bed again and did not slowly close his eyes until it was dark.

He was so tired, it was the first time in this time that he had slept so deeply.

When he fell asleep, he dreamed of the girl again, he was holding a flower handkerchief, almost like the Buyi family, carrying a basket on his back, shuttling through the mountains and forests.

He still couldn't see her face clearly, but he remembered that she was wearing a pair of silver rings, and she smiled like a bell, and her voice was crisp and moving, like a lark, which was very good.

Zhiyuan opened his eyes again, and it was dawn.

He was hungry and went into the kitchen again, lit the fire, and cooked.

Two days in a row, and so on.

On the third day, before the light opened, Zhiyuan had already gotten up early.

Today, Monday, it's time for him to go to Anseong.

Yesterday, my father called and called Aunt Liu, saying that everything was done and the textbooks were brought to him, and he just needed to go directly to class, and Sister Xiaoqin was waiting for him at the school gate.

Alone, quietly, walked into the black BMW, and in the dark night, Zhiyuan drove the car and moved forward silently.

When I came to Anseong, it was already dark.

At the door of No. 1 Middle School, there was a woman standing, charming and moving.

Zhiyuan got out of the car and saw her at first sight.

Zhiyuan was moved in his heart, presumably, Sister Qin has been waiting here for a long time.

As soon as she saw Zhiyuan, a smile immediately appeared on her face.

"Little brother, here!" Wu Qinqin said with a smile.

Zhiyuan nodded, still silent.

"This is your textbook, you are in class one (1), but the top class! That principal, when he heard that you were back, was very excited, and without hesitation, he gave you an admission operation! ”

Wu Qinqin said, handing a schoolbag to Zhiyuan.

"It turns out that I am only fifteen years old!" Zhiyuan thought in his heart, bitter in his heart, during this time, he seemed to have passed a thousand years.

He felt that this schoolbag was incompatible with him.

After being silent for a long time, Zhiyuan handed back his father's car keys to Wu Qinqin, and then hugged him gently and walked into the campus.

No. 1 Middle School is a famous school in Anseong, covering an extremely wide area, fortunately, Zhiyuan has been here and is not lost.

As soon as I walked into the school building, the class bell rang.

Zhiyuan quickly found his class, and when he walked in, he found that the class was almost full.

Ignoring everyone's curious gaze, Zhiyuan found a place in an inconspicuous corner, took out his textbook, and sat down silently.

A short time later, a middle-aged woman walked into the classroom.

"Class!"

"Stand up!"

Like a puppet, Zhiyuan followed everyone, stood up, and sat down again.

"This classmate, who are you?" The middle-aged woman's gaze fell on Zhiyuan and came to him.

This is Zhiyuan's homeroom teacher, who teaches English.

Wu Zhiyuan took out a pen and wrote his name, neither humble nor arrogant, and put it in front of the teacher.

"Are you Wu Zhiyuan?" The female teacher was taken aback.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and as soon as her words fell, everyone's eyes fell on Zhiyuan.

The first in the city in the high school entrance examination, with a score of almost full score, was admitted to Ancheng No. 1 Middle School, not only that, but he was also the first student in Longgong Town, the first student to be admitted to Ancheng No. 1 Middle School.

What's more, this person is a legendary teenager who broke the drug den, cut down the leopard, forced the family planning office to apologize, and went to repair the house.

Moreover, nearly a semester has passed, and this person has not yet come to class, which adds to his mystery.

At this moment, everyone looked at him, and there was a strange light in their eyes.

Zhiyuan smiled in return, just nodded lightly, and didn't say much.

"Okay, class!" The female teacher nodded with satisfaction, this teenager showed maturity and stability that did not match his age, which was a good thing.

……

Flowers bloom, spring goes to autumn, and unconsciously, three years have passed.

In the past three years, Zhiyuan has lived a boring life day after day, every day, going to and from school, eating and sleeping.

He never touched the guitar again, and he never said a word.

Over time, he gained an additional nickname, freak.

He never argues with people and never participates in any activities, but his grades are among the best.

Under the reversal and the positive, everyone feels strange and accustomed to it.

In fact, almost all of them are crazy, there are not a few people like Zhiyuan, many of them work hard and bury their heads in the sea of books.

It's just that it's not as extreme as Zhiyuan.

It's June, the weather is gradually getting warmer, and in a few days, the college entrance examination will begin.

Tonight, in their class, they were preparing for a graduation party, Zhiyuan didn't want to go, but under the repeated requests of the homeroom teacher, Zhiyuan had to agree.

Today, Zhiyuan put on the suit that Sister Xiaofang bought for him again, since he is going, he is decent.

She wanted him to do that.

"Sister Xiaofang, I'm eighteen, and in a few months, I'll be an adult, have you seen that?"

Zhiyuan lowered his head, kissed lightly on his watch, held his head high, and walked out of the door.

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