Text Chapter 1 The Little Flame of Being Bullied

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In the night, the sand that had been scorched by the midday sun was still slightly hot, and soon the temperature of the sand began to disappear, and suddenly the sand began to roll, and the dunes began to roll like balls, and the yellow sand began to dominate the sky.

The wind is blowing!

As far as the eye can see, there is only endless yellow sand in the sky, constantly throwing up and down, and nothing else.

Wow!

Suddenly, a loud baby's cry resounded through the sky, adding life to the dead sky.

At this time, carefully following the cry of the baby in the yellow sandy sky, a faint ray of fire swayed among the sand dunes.

"It's born, it's a boy! It's a boy! It's a terrible cry!" said Wen Po loudly with a smile on her face. A reddish child in his arm was still struggling with his little arms and legs, trying to break free from the shackles of swaddling clothes, but after a while he was exhausted, closed his eyes peacefully, fell into a deep sleep, and was not honest even in his sleep, shaking his delicate arms, and crying from time to time.

After a period of busyness, Wen Po left with happy money in her pocket and a smile on her face.

"Alas, how can he be a handle!" the loud voice showed his relationship with the infant child. Although it was a sigh, it still couldn't hide the joy of being a father again.

"You! The voice seemed a little weak, very weak, and the anger in the words was full of happiness.

At this time, the man held the child he had taken from Wen Po's hand, and slowly approached the source of the weak voice.

In the dim light, in a two-foot square house, the front third was a stove, and the middle third was a few small benches and a small table, directly opposite the table was a double door, and the back third was a large bed, and the whole room seemed to be full. But at this time, happiness is also full.

In the room, although the man's figure is not particularly burly and strong, the exposed solid arms are very reassuring, but the man's eyes give people a strange feeling, one eye is like a normal person, not big or small, just right. But the other eye was deeply covered by the eyelids, and the sockets also sank inward, as if someone had gouged out one eye, but the slight bulge in the middle of the eyelid proved that the eye was still there.

Among the piles of bedding on the bed, a very attractive, but slightly puffy face is exposed, the sweat on the face is still completely gone, and a few strands of broken hair are sticking to the face.

Looking at the man who was staring at her, the corners of the woman's mouth curled slightly, obviously very satisfied with the man's performance.

"What are you thinking? Bring the kid over and let me see!"

"Of course I'm looking at you!" the man didn't hide it at all, but was a little proud. At the same time, he gently put the child next to the woman, and put the wife and children into the crook of his arm.

The woman naturally rested her head on the crook of the man's arm, as if she had done it a thousand times.

"Brother Ling, what do you want to name this child?" In the middle of the man and the woman, one of the baby's small hands was shaking outside the swaddling clothes, and one small hand reached into his mouth, sucking continuously.

The man looked at the baby's little hand and was thinking about tucking the restless little hand into the swaddling clothes. His eyes fell on the flickering lights.

The faint flame was constantly shaking, and it could be extinguished at any moment, but no matter what, it always kept its flame intact, and sometimes even more intense light.

"Why don't you just call him Lie (爝 means little flame)! I hope he can be as tenacious as this little flame!"

"Okay! just listen to Brother Ling, just call him Xiaojiao!" the woman did not question the man's decision in the slightest.

"Did you hear that, little one?" the woman whispered.

Wow!

The baby cried a little, and its little hands fluttered a few times.

"Brother Ling, look, he heard it!" Looking at the little hands fluttering in the air, the woman was full of smiles, and even the blood on her face recovered a little.

"Little Bonus, Little Bonus······" Mother's whispers lingered in this small room, and everything was full of peace.

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Syllable!

With a loud sound, a small figure planted an upside-down onion on the ground. The clothes are also a little tattered, and there is a big patch on one side of the two buttocks, which is the size of a basin. Around the patch are some stitches that are not very neat, like two skylights, fluttering with the small body······

Sting!

The skylight was torn from the middle, exposing a white flower to the air.

Suddenly, the little figure stopped fluttering, and the whole person froze.

Hahahaha·

Laughter erupted in the surroundings.

"Look, this stunned man's ass is exposed!"

In the face of the ridicule of the people around him, the only thing the little figure could think of was indifference.

No matter how much ridicule the people around them, they never saw the head of the little figure peeking out from between their arms and the sand, and this scene was not long deadlocked, and the group of children felt bored, and the ridicule in their mouths slowly weakened, but this did not mean that they would stop there.

Smack, smack!

The two piercing sounds hit the heart of the little figure, and the whole person trembled violently, and then all the child kings gradually left the scene in the sound of Suosuo.

Finally, among the two white flowers, two small notes fluttered wantonly with the breeze, and made the sound of hunting.

"Erlenzi who can only read"

"Two fools who leak their butts and don't leak their heads"

The words are full of childishness, even if they write the wrong words, the children do not find anything, and some people even think that these two notes are very beautifully written, which shows their literary skills.

When there was only one person left here, the small figure on the ground finally moved, and nearly two hours passed here, and even the sand dunes next to it moved for a long distance.

The wind blew up the sand and smashed it one by one on a very immature face, a black hair mixed with sand and gravel, but the most eye-catching thing was a pair of water-like eyes embedded in his just right little face, without any impurities, if you observe carefully, maybe you will see a small bloodshot is swimming in those clear eyes, but it will soon be dissolved.

Tearing off the note on the buttocks, covering the buttocks with both hands, the small figure slowly moved in the direction of his familiarity in the sand dunes, accompanied by the sliding of the gravel, the posture of walking on two legs is not very coordinated, and the posture of the small body and hands is also quite happy.

There is not the slightest wave in the clear eyes from beginning to end, but occasionally there is a hint of shyness.

This shyness is amplified more and more with the footsteps of the little boy, and at this time, the location of the little boy's memory is getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, the little boy stopped his tracks.

There were a few scattered cooking smoke in front of me, and it was time for dinner. The nearby sand dunes are also much less than other places, in the vicinity of a few cooking smokes, there are a lot of small trees with the thickness of an arm tenaciously rooted in the sand, a random wind can make them stagger, but after the wind stops, it is still straight, but not every small sapling can survive like this, from the scattered arrangement, it can be seen that some have been buried in the yellow sand. But the rest of the saplings were very neatly arranged, and each sapling had a small puddle at the root, and it was clear that they were able to grow in the yellow sand with the help of other means.

Looking at the smoke nearby, the little boy's stomach began to let out a disgruntled roar. But the little boy didn't notice the protest of his stomach at this time. Just stared at one of the families in a daze.

Following his gaze, a small adobe house came into view, which was only two feet square, and attached to the adobe house was a barn that could accommodate a cow and two sheep.

Looking at the adobe house, the little boy took a hand away and turned his head to look at the skylight on his ass, wondering if there was any other way to make it disappear.

But as time passed, the little boy still didn't find a perfect solution after thinking about it for a long time.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker, the little boy knew that this was not always the way to go, and if he didn't go back, the family might go crazy.

At this time, I can only hope that I can change the clothes on my body before my family finds out.

The little boy who made the decision finally took a step and slowly walked towards the home in his eyes.

In order not to let people find out, the little boy deliberately walked around the back of the adobe house, fortunately there was no one in the adobe house at this time, and this time was also the time when his parents prepared forage for the cattle and sheep.

The little boy breathed a sigh of relief, and when he pushed the door open, there were several small benches and a table in front of the room. On the right-hand side is the stove, and on the left-hand side is a large kang, and in front of the kang is a small cabinet, only a head higher than that of a boy of five or six years old.

Looking at the cabinet, the little boy immediately came to his senses, ran to the cabinet and opened the cabinet door.

I saw that there were not many things in the cabinet, divided into two layers, and there were three pairs of shoes below, a pair of new cloth shoes similar to the little boy's feet, a pair of about two and a half small shoes, and a pair of barely the size of two small shoes, which was enough to see the composition of this family.

The upper level of the cabinet is where the clothes are stored, and there are about three sets of them, all of which are brand new and stacked squarely.

But the little boy who saw this scene was full of helplessness at the corners of his mouth.

These clothes and shoes were obviously not prepared for the usual time, and the other set that I used to use had been washed this morning, and was probably still hanging outside the house.

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