Foggy, surrounded by mountains, this is an inaccessible place.

On a high mountain, suddenly two white shadows were shaking.

"Grandpa, why are we moving?" A skinny little boy asked, with his big innocent eyes open, raising his head. He was about eight years old, thin and weak, as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind, and he knew at a glance that he was a malnourished child.

"Alas!" In response to him was a sigh from an old man. The old man was dressed in sackcloth, and his gray-black hair was tied in a long braid. is also a thin figure, with deep eye sockets, hands like dead wood, and only in his eyes, there is still a trace of brilliance, which proves that this old man's bones are quite tough.

The old man reluctantly turned his head, looked at the tiled houses behind him, and let out a long breath: "Child, we will come back in the future." It's just that we need to move out of here for a while now, and when you grow up and become stronger, that's when we come back. Let's go! ”

The old man took the little boy's hand, carried the burden, turned his head, and stepped forward without looking back. Right now, it's all about being alive.

The little boy reluctantly turned his head and looked at his former home, watching the mist wrap around the top of the house, as if something existed under the house, and the fog was a lock that locked it!

……

Ten years later, in a tin house on the outskirts of Daming City, an eighteen-year-old inch-headed boy was quietly eating soy sauce bibimbap, as if he was eating delicacies from the mountains and seas.

He was wearing a school uniform that was originally white and now yellow, white and yellow, with a school emblem printed on it, which was already vague, but he could barely see the words "Daming City No. 6 Middle School".

"I said, old man, can you stop eating so ugly, and put your feet down and talk about civilization!" Lin Jiumu held his forehead and said helplessly.

Sitting opposite him was a somewhat strange old man, with gray hair tied into a long braid behind him, about one meter six or five tall, looking a little thin, but ......

"What the hell, I like to eat like this!" The old man glared directly, "Smack!" With a bang, he put down his right foot, but his left foot stepped onto the wooden chair again. looks like an old disrespect......

"Eat more greens and less meat! The most important thing is to leave me at least a little bit of meat, and I'm your own grandson anyway. The young man pointed to the rice bowl in the old man's hand, which was full of meat.

"Who called me your grandfather, respect the old and love the young, your teacher didn't teach you!"

……

Ten years ago, the pair of grandfathers and grandsons who depended on each other moved out of the mountains and lived here for ten years.

The old one is called Lin Mai, a fortune teller and a talisman seller under the overpass, and an occasional cameo pick-up of garbage. The younger one is called Lin Jiumu, who is in the third year of high school in Daming City No. 6 Middle School, and will graduate and be admitted to university soon.

As for their grandchildren, they are often reversed, the grandson takes care of the grandfather, and the grandfather is like a child.

……

The sky is just bright, and even the sun has not woken up.

"Smack!" The old man slapped Lin Jiumu's skull, and shouted at him in a tone that hated iron and steel: "Hurry up! Otherwise, that guy Zhang will occupy my place again. ”

And Lin Jiumu is working hard to write, constantly writing and drawing.

Take a closer look, there are yellow paper cinnabar charms on the table, a total of more than a dozen.

"That's it!" As soon as Lin Jiumu finished speaking, Old Man Lin instantly grabbed those charms, couldn't wait to stuff them into his backpack, and then ran out of the door with a smoke, rode a broken bicycle, and disappeared into the morning mist.

Lin Jiumu shook his head helplessly, and whispered: "Just your broken bicycle, how can you compare to Lao Zhang's rotten motorcycle......

After that, pack up your things, and it's time to go back to school.

The fog had not yet dissipated, and I could only see the scenery around me from a distance of about ten meters.

"Uncle Chang is early!"

"Aunt Xiang got up so early to buy vegetables again!"

"Grandpa Peng, such a cart of fruit!"

"Komaki, you're early!"

“……”

Lin Jiumu rode his broken bicycle out of the house, and greeted every neighbor warmly. The neighbors around have also gotten up early and are busy for the day.

There are six high schools in Daming City, one to six in order, and the further back you go, the worse it gets.

In fact, with Lin Jiumu's grades, you can read a middle school. No. 1 Middle School is also the best in every aspect, but the tuition fee is also the most expensive. In order not to burden the old man too much, Lin Jiumu chose the sixth middle school.

Because in order to compete for good students, No. 6 Middle School will give some students with good grades and poor families to reduce various fees, as well as additional scholarships and subsidies. Therefore, No. 6 Middle School has become Lin Jiumu's best choice.

"Gurgle, cluck, cluck", Lin Jiumu's broken bicycle rang all the way.

"It's cool!" He touched his mist-soaked head and sighed comfortably. This inch head was cut by the old man for him, and he said that the inch head is the most suitable, in fact, he wants to save the money for a haircut, the power of a haircut, if it weren't for the school's ban on bald heads, he would have been shaved early.

……

Lin Jiumu usually came very early, and the students in the school had just gotten up at this time.

"Komaki, here!" Uncle Deng from the security booth saw Lin Jiumu and hurriedly greeted him, very enthusiastic.

"Morning! Uncle Deng. Lin Jiumu responded with a smile. Uncle Deng, the security guard, was once contaminated with a trace of evil aura, and it should be that he accidentally passed by some place where he shouldn't go, so he was always haunted by nightmares for a period of time. Later, Lin Jiumu saw his situation and gave him an exorcism charm. Later, every time he saw Lin Jiumu, he became very polite.

Walking into the empty classroom, the first person to arrive is always Lin Jiumu.

He turned on the light, sat down on his desk and chair, took out two large steamed buns from his bag and chewed them on the road. Maybe it's because of the long body, I've been hungry lately, and the little porridge that the old man cooked in the morning has been digested after riding.

"Da ......" footsteps from far to near, and a beautiful figure suddenly came into Lin Jiumu's eyes.

This is a very beautiful girl. A good-looking melon seed face, fair skin, and long straight black hair with a partial ponytail behind him. Under the long eyelashes, there are a pair of clear eyes, slightly shy, and a weak temperament, which makes people feel protective.

"Ahh Early...... Morning, Mr. Lin. Nalan Yiwan looked at Shanglin Jiumu's deep and clean eyes, and hurriedly said hello nervously and shyly, then hurriedly lowered his head and sat back in his seat, not daring to look at him again.

Lin Jiumu looked at her speechlessly while nibbling on the steamed buns, and muttered, "As for it?" I'm not a wicked person, as if I'm afraid of me......"

……

Time passed little by little, classes and classes, and everyone worked hard in these last days! And the day always passes quickly, and when people are in a flash, the sun has set.

"Muzi, rest tomorrow, do you want to go play ball, relax!" Lin Jiumu's tablemate and friend Zhang Tianlan stopped him.

"No, I have something to do tomorrow." Lin Jiumu smiled, grabbed his backpack and walked outside the classroom.

……

After Lin Jiumu left, a bunch of girls were discussing him.

"Handsome is quite handsome, but it's a hillbilly, if you want money without money, you want temperament without temperament."

"Last time, I also refused Sister An's birthday invitation, and I don't know how to lift it!"

"That's it! I heard that they can't get along with Brother Hai! ”

"Isn't it? Why? ”

"It's not for Nalan Yiwan's fake Qinggao bitch! Brother Hai took a fancy to her and wanted to take her away, but Lin Jiumu intervened and stirred up the matter. I heard that Brother Hai said cruel words, so that he would not survive the day of the college entrance examination, and what about it, that is, after the college entrance examination, he will take away Nalan Yiwan's bitch, and now who else dares to deal with the two of them, except for Zhang Tianlan's stupid roe deer. It's a pity for Lin Jiumu's handsome face. ”

"You Nizi, I see you're in spring!"

"You're just springing!"

“……”