After breaking through the secret of the disabled academic master

"Then just use the name of 'righteous brother' and 'living life', and do some mediocre things. The young man who was deceived was introverted and timid. He probably wasn't favored at home. He lived for more than a dozen years. Nian didn't even touch the big girl's hand, and his concept of love was vague. Suddenly, an older man showed his affection to him. Naturally, it was what the other party said. The old slicker gave him some cheap things left over , He regards it as a treasure, and no one can wake it up."

"Later, the veteran retired and returned to his hometown. He focused on his wife and children in his hometown. He completely forgot that he caused love troubles in the camp. The young man is also a lover, so he went directly to the veteran's hometown. As a result, the veteran not only bit the young man and went crazy, but also He ordered the villagers to cripple him and throw him into the ditch. In the end, he had a strong relationship with him in the camp and found out that something was wrong, so he called on everyone to look for it. When they found him, they saw him lying in the cold, smelly ditch, unconscious Yes, and I kept calling out the veteran's name intermittently, and I, an undercover agent, couldn't help feeling sympathetic when I watched."

"I was not very old at the time, and I was shocked for a long time. Finally, I finished my undercover work and went back to the base camp to tell my comrades about these things. They didn't believe me, hey."

Bo Xun pretended to nod thoughtfully, not quite understanding why Grandpa suddenly mentioned this.

It may be in the twilight, it is inevitable to recall the things of youth.

His mind was filled with the calmness and magnanimity of his grandfather when he talked about death just now, and he didn't think seriously about the extended meaning of this "undercover anecdote".

"And Xiao Xun, did you go to see grandma this morning? When they were playing mahjong, they said that there were ghosts on the mountain in the morning. When I heard that the ghosts were haunted in broad daylight, I knew it was unreliable. When I heard that you came back, immediately I thought it was you."

"Yeah." Bo Xun didn't try to hide it.

"It seems you have forgiven her."

Bo Guoqing touched his pocket. Originally he wanted to light a cigarette, but when he took out the lighter, he found that the cigarette case was empty, so he continued, "She often speaks insincerely when she speaks and does things. At that time, Xiao Yan was just born and often fell ill. Juan'er said You don’t need to be taken care of when you’re old, so I kept calling her and told her to go to the provincial capital to take care of Xiaoyan, and also said that I found you a good private school in the provincial capital, and I’ll pick you up after the formalities are completed , won’t let you study in Huicun. She is also soft-hearted, and when she heard that you will go to the city soon, she believed Juan’er’s words, and went to the city to take care of Xiao Yan without telling you.”

"As a result, after going like this...Juan'er quarreled with her every day in the city, saying that she was illiterate, and taking Xiao Yan to the hospital would not be able to fix anything. After you came back, you also became estranged from her."

Bo Xun didn't answer, looked down at the dusty concrete floor, and kicked the ground with his feet.

He remembered that back then, when he had just entered the rebellious period and his mind was the most sensitive, when he heard that his mother had given birth to a younger brother, he had already harbored resentment.

As a result, his grandma, who had always favored him, suddenly went to take care of his younger brother.

Calling his father who is far away overseas, but without saying a few words, the topic will be brought up to Xiao Yan.

At that time, he didn't eat the food that his grandfather bought for him. He either starved for a day without eating, or relied on the two steamed buns that Song Song occasionally brought to him when he went to school.His temper also suddenly became eccentric, and he began to habitually skip classes to get acquainted with social youth outside of school.

More than a month later, grandma came back from the city. When we met again, Bo Xun was chopping chickens in the yard, preparing to make something for his hungry self.

Seeing grandma is like meeting a hunter's little wolf, vigilant enough to prick up his ears.

It was also at that time that both sides said very excessive things.

Bo Xun's favorite relative is grandma, and grandma's favorite grandson is also him. They understand each other's pain points better than anyone else.

Grandma's screaming voice is still in my ears:

"...I've raised you for so many years, how dare you have sex with me? Just because I went out to take your brother for a month? He's your brother!"

"...And Xiao Yan is much better than you when you were a child! He will definitely be more promising than you when he grows up! No wonder your mother doesn't like you!"

"...Your mother was going to kill you back then, but I saved you by blocking her life and death. If I knew you were a white-eyed wolf with a bad memory, I shouldn't have let you be born in the first place!"

Hear this sentence: You should not have been born in the first place.

Bo Xun, who was in the rebellious period, was even more outspoken:

"...Yes, I am a white-eyed wolf. But you are not soft-hearted, you just don't remember beating, cheap. A few years ago in the village, you complained to others every day, and Peng Juan kept claiming that you were a country bumpkin and came from the village. Rustic, illiterate, and often not giving you living expenses depending on your mood. Just like this, you can still post it to curry favor with her and bring up children for her? Aren’t you mean?”

In the end, the quarrel ended with Bo Xun running away from home.

Before leaving, Bo Xun declared that he would never come back in his life, and left Hui Village with his admission notice and ID card, as well as the 300 yuan he borrowed from Song Song.

It was the summer vacation of Xiaoshengchu, and he had just been admitted to the sports school in the provincial capital, so he simply found a factory near the provincial capital that included food and accommodation, borrowed someone else's ID/certificate, and worked for two months.

In the end, not only Song Song's money was paid, but also a few thousand dollars left over.

Later, when I heard about grandma, it was an electronic obituary.

Bo Xun remembered that it was the first day of junior high school. In winter, they had outdoor physical training in Mohe.

His cell phone was frozen until it was turned off, and it was Xie Zhe's borrowed cell phone that allowed him to read the obituary repeatedly.

[He suffered a heart attack on the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, and rescue efforts were ineffective. His only son, Bo Qin, was away and did not return. Her husband, Bo Guoqing, took care of the funeral, and the burial was simplified. ]

The narrated death is precise and brief.

Bo Xun didn't quite remember how he felt when he saw the obituary.

Just in a trance, the wind and snow in Mohe suddenly seemed not so cold.

During the Dragon Boat Festival holiday in the second semester of junior high school, Bo Xun still couldn't hold back, and went back with Song Song.

At this time, he had already put on lip studs and ear studs, and he was very unruly in his clothes. Standing with a good student boy like Song Song, it was a world of difference.

Obviously when we met last time, grandma would point at his nose and scold him, but when we met again, she became speechless.

When the paper was burning, the village committee at the bottom of the mountain seemed to smell the burnt smell, and hurried up the mountain.

At that time, Bo Xun was afraid of being recognized by others, so he managed to climb up the big willow tree in front of the grave.

The willow trees in spring are full of vitality, and there are enough people hidden in the dense willow branches.

"Yo, it's Song Song, I thought there was a fire, so hurry up and take a look, are you on holiday for the Dragon Boat Festival?"

"Well, it's a holiday." Song Song silently added gold ingots to the fire.

"You are really kind-hearted. You still remember her during the holidays, and you even burn paper for his unfilial grandson."

Song Song glanced at the willow tree uneasily, "I grew up with Xiao Xun, and his relatives belong to me. I should burn paper for my grandma. It's not a kindness. And Xiao Xun just has something to do, so You didn't come back, you don't have to use such sharp words to describe Xiao Xun."

"You still speak for him. I didn't say, why should you deal with him for such a good boy?"

"You don't know, when his grandma was in the emergency room, she kept chanting 'Xiao Xun', grabbed the nurse and asked, 'Why doesn't Xiao Xun come to see me? He apologized and I was ashamed.'”

"At that time, Bo Guoqing was undergoing an operation at the Capital Hospital. Only the village committee and other villagers were with her. We took turns to blow up the grandson's phone, but no one answered."

"When the last person left, he kept saying 'I can't hear Xiao Xun's voice anymore, I can't hear Xiao Xun's voice anymore...' And let's not scold his precious grandson... You can't kill him if you scold him." As the committee spoke, he couldn't hold back and spat on the ground.

Song Song didn't wait for the village committee to finish spitting, so he waved the pokers to his head and greeted him directly, and immediately exploded, "What's wrong with scolding other children in front of the old man? Do you want me to go to your ancestor's grave to spit on you too? "

The village committee was stunned by the beating, and backed away in a daze.

Song Song just happened to be unhappy because of the weekly test, and when he heard someone scolding Bo Xun, he grasped the vent and waved the tongs again to copy the village cadres.

Bo Xun jumped down from the willow tree, and when he was about to participate, the battle was over and the village committee was knocked unconscious.

He had never seen Song Song hit anyone.

When Song Song was bullied from a young age, he was always asked to do it for him, and to make suggestions by himself.

He stared dumbfounded at Song Song's masterpiece.

I saw Song Song bent down and checked his breath.

"See if he dares to speak out about his behavior when he wakes up, and he is not afraid of losing his life if he curses at the grave of the old man... Don't worry about me, I will only be 14 next month, and he was beaten lightly just now, he will wake up in a while."

Pulling his thoughts back to reality, Bo Xun looked at the dust all over the floor, and stopped kicking.

Walking out of the warehouse hut, Yu Jin was holding a tablet computer in the shade and holding a capacitive pen in one hand.

"Yu Jin!" Bo Xun bouncingly ran towards Yu Jin, "What are you painting?"

"I'm taking reading notes, not drawing." Yu Jin has quick eyes and quick hands, and quickly switched the application screen before Bo Xun came over, and showed it generously to Bo Xun.

When Bo Xun saw the mixed Chinese and foreign languages ​​on the screen, he lost interest instantly.

"Let's go, let's go to eat. There is a small shop at the entrance of the village that serves good noodles. I used to eat there when I was young."

"Where's your grandfather?" Yu Jin realized that Bo Xun came out by himself.

"He said he was going to eat at a poker friend's house, and he had nothing to talk about with young people."

Yu Jin secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

The scale of small shops at the entrance of the village is small, and almost all of them operate as husband-and-wife shops. Women entertain outside, and men are in charge of cooking.

The store is dim and unlit, plus it's stuffy and cramped, and most people sit outside.

There were low tables outside, and the proprietress saw that Yu Jin was in a wheelchair, so she helped him put a bench on the table so that he could eat without bending over.

The food they ordered came out quickly.

Bo Xun ordered a bowl of lo mein, while Yu Jin ordered a bowl of wontons with soup.

Just ready to move chopsticks.

Suddenly, a black shadow rushed over to the right.

"Dahei, come back!"

It was only then that Bo Xun noticed that it was the big black dog watching the shop.

He recognizes this dog, an old dog, and is very familiar with the villagers. He is more than ten years old this year, and he is very greedy.

"Long time no see, Dahei." Seeing that it was an old acquaintance, Bo Xun greeted it with a smile.

"Yu Jin, let me introduce, it's my old friend——"

I saw the big black dog approaching his bowl, and raised its front paw.

He directly overturned the Lao Noodles that had not moved his chopsticks to the ground.

"Dahei!" The proprietress caught up panting, and grabbed the collar of the black dog's neck.

"I'm sorry, I didn't burn you, did I? I will pay you another bowl, and you will be free of money for this meal."

Bo Xun looked at Dahei in disbelief.

When he was a child, Da Hei obviously liked him very much, he would only love other people's food, not his.

Bo Xun stood up angrily, and walked down the roof.

He kicked over the big black food bowl directly.