[Rebirth] The Little Mason

When parents and grandpa came back, Yufan had already cooked rice for them, it was still noodles, but this time he added some Chinese cabbage, so it would be fresher.

"What? Have you eaten?" Mom saw that he didn't hold a bowl for herself, wiped Dad's head and asked.

"Well, Xiao Qiao came here just now, and he cooked noodles for me."

"He can cook noodles!" Mom threw the towel into Yufan's arms, "Take it and put it with the dirty clothes."

"He can, he can do everything!" Yufan tossed it casually, then sat down and continued, "It doesn't feel like he's a child."

"It's just like you!" Grandpa happily took a sip of noodles, his throat rumbling.

"It's not about that!" Yufan sighed, "It's because of him that he's so young."

There are many things that everyone sees at the beginning and what they consider later are really completely different!

"I can't help it, his parents..." Yufan's mother stopped after saying this, and then looked at Yufan, "We don't blame you for playing with him, but we should keep some distance, okay?"

"Distance..." This sentence came out of the mouth of a mother who graduated from elementary school, and it was particularly thought-provoking.

"What do you tell him, what does he know!" The father on the side opened his mouth, "Let's pass ours, no one can hinder anyone, just you women, always talk about these things, that's how right and wrong come about!"

"I'm talking right and wrong! Dead man!" Mom patted Dad on the back of the neck, "How do you talk like a dead man!"

"Ah, ah, dad is still here!" Chen Li hurriedly pushed his wife's hand away, and said angrily, "I'm just calling you, be kind!"

"How can I be unkind!" Mom raised her eyes and looked at Dad squarely, "You hate me for this, why didn't you ask for a good one at the beginning! Besides! How kind you are!"

"Stop arguing, okay?" Yufan leaned impatiently against the wall behind him, looking at the two as if he saw his ex-wife and himself.

"Kids, what do you know!" Mom's eyebrows twitched quickly, she glared at Yufan and then pointed her cannon at Dad, "Look at Wang Guifang's house, the new house has been built, look at you! You still hate me, how dare you!"

"It's up to me!" Dad has always been relatively weak, but in front of Grandpa, he has no choice but to stand up, "I said I want to raise chickens, if you don't agree, I will post it now!"

"Okay, you are raising it, let me see what you can develop!" Mom clapped the chopsticks, picked them up again after a while, and ate the noodles in silence.

Grandpa and Dad secretly exchanged glances, then lowered their heads and ate the noodles.

Only Yufan looked at them silently, he remembered that he had raised chickens at home.

All three members of the family are farmers, so what money they can earn, the little savings they had at the beginning were used up for grandma's medical treatment.But he still vaguely remembers: Raising chickens is a big loss!Even the chicken coop couldn't be dismantled.

But he can't talk about it. If he tells it, no one will believe it, and it will attract people's suspicion.

"I'm going to bed first." Yufan put his hands behind his back, stepped over the high stool and went back to the room.In my impression, the more noisy my parents are, the more emotional they become, so I don't bother to care about them.

"I want to chase you!"

"I'm 547.5 days behind you..."

Lying on the bed, Yufan kept replaying Xiao Qiao's words in his mind... The other's big eyes like wheels of a car seemed to be lingering.Pulling the quilt from his feet to his face, he took a deep breath.Children love to mess around!

But...he seems to have thought of one thing: How did a student in the small class calculate the number 547.5!Not to mention the decimal point, even multiplication and division should not know what it is!

Maybe Xiao Qiao is very smart and able to learn all these in advance!

But he fell asleep after a while, and grandpa went to bed in the dark, and the house was plunged into darkness.

Two months later, Yufan's father really built the chicken shed as he said.It's not that Yufan didn't try to persuade him, but all he got was: What do you know, you little brat!I'm not doing this for you to go to school and marry a wife!

What short-sightedness and so on all came out.

After that, Yufan didn't bother to talk to him anymore, he just looked at his father with strange eyes, and he didn't restrain himself until he was picked up and beaten up, and when he was put on the ground, he started to go back to his old ways.

And my mother looked like she was watching the show, she didn't say anything, she took the passbook as she should, but she didn't have a good face.It's hard for Dad to be mixed in between these two people, so he must do something.

At about the same time, a big event happened: Xiao Qiao's grandma passed away on Xiao Qiao's last birthday.

The two of them had done a lot of homework together before, but suddenly one day Xiao Qiao stopped coming, and the next time we saw each other was at his grandma's funeral.

At that time, he was still wearing mourning clothes, a white hat and straw sandals. His red eyes were so big that it made people feel distressed. They were almost out of proportion to his thin face. Anyone who glanced at him would definitely leave the impression of those eyes The flustered and helpless look in the beautiful black eyes and his pleading.

He didn't know what it was to pray for, as if he hoped that someone would come to comfort him.

Yufan didn't dare to go up, he was faintly afraid.Even when Xiao Qiao looked for him in the crowd, he avoided it.He left in a hurry after eating.

At that time, the family was busy, and when he came back, he could only look at the yard full of white paper, and then continued to help his father carry the cement bucket.

It stands to reason that he should go to have a look, but he couldn't take a step forward.

He was afraid that he would feel sad when he saw him.So little child, how to face everything in the future?Or to put it another way, what can he say and how to say when we meet each other!

On the other hand, Xiao Qiao, when she saw Yufan on the funeral road, would still look at him, as if she hoped that he would come and talk to him, pat him on the back, and tell him not to be afraid.But every time I saw Yufan deliberately or intentionally diverted from the road far away, and then ran all the way home.

He didn't know why, but he still carefully stared at his back, hoping to find some flaws, but he didn't see Yufan coming to find him until the village helped finish the funeral.

Since you are not looking for me, then I will come to you!Wu Jing's eyes suddenly became firm.

So what Yufan never expected was that Xiao Qiao really joined their class.

At that time, he was being punished for copying on the blackboard, and the reason was to offend the Chinese teacher.

He just lay on the blackboard half dead, carelessly copying the words at the back of the textbook, all of which were simple and common expressions, and he started to feel bored after copying.

But his handwriting was still very ugly, so the teacher added some words for him to copy, and then went down to give lectures to others.

The teacher didn't mean to ignore him, it's just that his grades were always first or second, and the teacher thought it wouldn't be a big deal for him to miss a class.Perhaps this is still a kind of glory in the eyes of others!

But talking back is another matter. In any case, the teacher's authority has been challenged, and he has to pay for it.

Yufan is tall, but he is surprisingly dark and thin. There are almost two thin straight lines from his shoulders to his waist and buttocks. , Let the pants slide freely above the buttocks, revealing some white mounds.

He didn't care, but he didn't know the reason for doing so, probably because he was bored and wanted to find something to do.

The whole class was like watching a play. The teacher said in front, and they put their eyes on Yufan, wanting to see if the pants could fall off.And Yufan also pretended to act to them deliberately, and he didn't go fishing after falling into that state, and showed himself as if he was copying words seriously.

The teacher seemed to realize something, she turned her head to look, and then reminded in a serious tone, "Chen Yufan! Your pants!"

"Haha!" Immediately, the whole classroom erupted into loud laughter, and Fatty Wang, who had always been against him, stood up and clapped his hands, as if he couldn't help laughing.

Yufan turned his head slowly, and then looked at the teacher, who was still copying the words stroke by stroke.

"Chen Yufan, pay attention to your image, okay?" The teacher changed a gentle tone, "It's for your own good that you are punished for copying. Do you remember these words? If you write silently later, you will be one step ahead of others. ?"

Red|Naked partiality.

But the students are also used to it.

At this time, Xiao Qiao appeared.

He came here alone, holding two books in his hands. Although the remade clothes didn't fit at all, he still showed a unique temperament.

If I had to describe it, it would be an elf breaking into an ordinary world.

The students in the class were a little excited, but Yufan was dumbfounded.

"Hello? What's the matter?" The teacher hugged the textbook into his arms, and then looked at this beautiful, but slightly worried child with a smile on his face.

"Excuse me, is this Teacher Ding Xiaohong?" He straightened his back, "I'm Zhang Qiao who skipped class." After speaking, he glanced at Yufan and smiled slightly.

Maybe still a little shy, but he showed a sense of responsibility that does not belong to his age.

"Oh! It's you!" The teacher suddenly realized, and then pointed to the front seat, "Come on, sit here, you are small!"

Looking at him, Ding Xiaohong laughed more and more happily. Not to mention his cute looks, he must be a good seed if he can jump so many classes.

"I heard about it a week ago, why didn't I come here until now!"

"Well, something happened at home." Xiao Qiao stared at the sloppy Yufan, the corners of her mouth drooping.

"Oh! I heard that grandma passed away, right?" The teacher said loudly, and then he spread the word to everyone, "This new classmate is called Zhang Qiao. He just skipped a class. His grandma just passed away, so you have to Take good care of him, he is also your little brother!"

The classroom suddenly became noisy again, as if the chatterbox that had been accumulated for a long time finally found an opportunity to vent.

"No need..." Xiao Qiao whispered, but no one seemed to notice, only Yufan in front seemed to shiver inexplicably when he heard this sentence.

At that moment, the trousers fell straight down with a "wow", revealing two slender legs and a pair of underwear that had been washed with many holes!

"Hahaha!" The classroom was out of control, and the students pointed at his trousers, laughing so hard that they wanted to breathe out their lungs.

"Firecrackers were set off during the Chinese New Year!" Yufan made a quick move, grabbed the waistband of his trousers, twisted his waist and quickly lifted it up, "What's so funny!"

"Okay, go back to your seat, I don't want you to copy the words!" Ding Xiaohong couldn't help laughing, waved the book and let him go down, "be good to me in the future, no one will let you copy the words !"

"Hmm..." Yufan pulled the belt abruptly, making the cheap artificial leather belt squeaky, then stuffed the shirt into the trousers, and quickly returned to its position.

When passing by Xiao Qiao, his movements were a little unnatural.

He really didn't expect this kid to catch up with him in only two months!

But the moment I saw him, I also felt a little guilty. As a good friend, why didn't I even take a look at the other's grandmother who passed away!

Take care of him more in the future, and take him to eat at home, and treat it as an apology!

Seeing the whole class laughing, leaning forward and backward, turning forward and backward, jumping up and landing on the seat, Yufan also wanted to grin, but when he saw Xiao Qiao sitting upright, he suddenly lost interest , Picking up the book and banging it on the head, pretending to be asleep.

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