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Under the influence of classmate Jiang, as soon as Dou Tianxiao returned to the noodle restaurant, he took out more than half of the rolled paper towels for the guests on the dining table, folded them and put them in his trouser pockets, ready to take them out at any time to blow his nose, wipe his mouth, and make love A clean child, unexpectedly his grandfather washed and dried his clothes that night, and Dou Tianxiao forgot about changing his appearance.

When he put on the trousers again, the tissue inside had turned into a hard stone—the love clean project ended without a problem.

At four o'clock in the morning on Monday, my grandfather was the first to get up, and made porridge with the leftover rice from the next night, and then fried a few poached eggs, and began to wash and do housework.

At that time, the rural families in Xizhen had a garden behind their houses. Dou Tianxiao’s grandfather planted a lot of fruit trees and vegetable seedlings behind his house. Usually, the vegetables at home were picked directly from the backyard and cooked. Go to a stall outside the vegetable market in the town to sell.

Grandpa alone is responsible for watering, fertilizing and spraying pesticides on the fruit trees and vegetables in the garden. When the time is almost up, he will go back to the house and take out the porridge that has been boiled to cool down. After the two little monkey cubs get up, they can eat warm porridge.

However, Dou Tianxiao only started to care about these things when he grew up.

"It's fried eggs again..." When Ye Xi went downstairs and saw the breakfast on the table, she lost her appetite. For five days, at least 360 days, she ate eggs.

Dou Tianxiao was not picky about food, he ate the porridge and asked vaguely, "Then what do you want to eat?"

"Toast, last time our classmate brought the class to eat, there is a thick layer of butter inside."

The one Ye Xi mentioned was actually jam, but he didn't understand the word at that time, but he thought anything sandwiched in bread was butter.

"What is silk?" Dou Tianxiao's knowledge is even narrower than Ye Xi's, and what comes to mind is the spider's silk.

That thing is still edible?

"Toast is just toast, a square piece of flat bread, as soft as cotton when bitten down, and as fragrant as butter..." Ye Xi flaunted exaggeratedly.

Dou Tianxiao almost drooled when he heard it.

"You have the most bad ideas all day long." Grandpa raised his chopsticks and cocked Ye Xi's forehead twice, "I'm almost late for school and still spinning silk here!"

Ye Xi reluctantly took a bite of the burnt fried egg, imagining that it was soft and delicious toast.

After a simple breakfast, grandpa cleaned up the dishes neatly, and drove the two cubs to the center of the town for a ride.

The town they live in is about the size of a palm. The distance from the countryside to the center of the town is only more than two kilometers, passing a large factory building in the middle. One of the wool spinning factories is where my grandfather works.

From Monday to Friday, it was my grandfather who sent them to school early and then returned to work in the factory.

Along the way, the scenery passing through his eyes changed from a large crop field to a factory building, and then from a factory building to a crowded street. Dou Tianxiao knew that the place he hated the most was about to arrive.

But today, as soon as he jumped out of the car, he saw a familiar figure.

There are only three schools in Xizhen. From kindergarten to elementary school to junior high school, the three schools are lined up side by side, and they are all named after the four words "Xizhen Center".

Xizhen Central Primary School is sandwiched between the kindergarten and the junior high school. As soon as you enter the school gate, you will see two rows of teaching buildings facing each other. Grades [-], [-] and [-] are on the left, and grades [-], [-] and [-] are on the right.

Dou Tianxiao was in the second grade and Jiang Ran was in the fourth grade, so they went in the same direction.

Classmate Jiang was lowering his head and buttoning the school badge. Out of the corner of his eye, he felt a line of sight from his side, and turned his head to take a look, meeting Dou Tianxiao's eyes.

Dou Tianxiao couldn't help feeling a burst of surprise in his heart, he took a step to catch up, and struck up a conversation for the first time, "It turns out that you are also studying in our school."

"Nonsense, there is only one elementary school in our town." After buttoning up the school badge, Jiang Ran took out the three-stripe sign from his trouser pocket and put it on his sleeve.

"Wow, you are the captain!" Dou Tianxiao's admiration is beyond words. In their school, there is only one class with three stripes, and that is the captain. The team leader of the bar - ordinary civilians like Dou Tianxiao didn't even get a team leader.

For elementary school students, it is a great honor to be a class leader. When Jiang Ran heard this, joy rose straight to the brows, but he forced himself to hold back the little pride in his heart and pretended to be displeased. With a patient look, "It's really troublesome, I have to replace this thing every day."

Dou Tianxiao's two bright black eyes glanced back and forth on Jiang Ran's body, feeling that any compliment word would be appropriate to press on him.

Children at that time did not understand comparison and jealousy, and there was only envy and admiration in their clear and penetrating eyes. Dou Tianxiao wanted to be a good student like Jiang Ran.

But at the same time, he was very clear about the fact that he was too stupid.

Dou Tianxiao's grades have always been in the middle and lower reaches in the class. Occasionally, he was taught a lesson by his mother, and he was able to move from the lower reaches to the middle reaches.

Dou Tianxiao knew that he and Jiang Ran belonged to two worlds, so he stopped talking.

Until an accident, the barrier between the two worlds was broken unexpectedly.

That day happened to be Saturday, and Dou Tianxiao was taken to his mother's place.

Dou Tianxiao's mother worked in a garment factory in the town, and there were no rest days in the factory, so she took Dou Tianxiao with her.

After lunch in the cafeteria, Dou Tianxiao drove to pick mulberry leaves in a small forest next to the factory. The school teacher asked everyone to raise silkworm babies to observe their growth and changes.

"Being a father for the first time", Dou Tianxiao became both a father and a mother and built a paper house for the silkworm babies who were as big as ants, and ran to find Sang Yezi with his children in one hand.

For him, watching silkworms eat is much easier than doing homework and communicating with classmates. If no one disturbs him, he can stare at it all day.

It just so happened that there were a few unscrupulous teenagers with colorful hairs squatting nearby with cigarettes in their mouths. When they saw a child coming over, they whistled as if they were in a psychotic attack.

Dou Tianxiao didn't realize it at first, but when he felt the eyes of a tiger staring at him, he was already surrounded by five or six bad boys.

With one hand in his pocket, a man with streaked green hair put on a gesture of "I drive this road, I plant this tree", and said in a naughty way, "Kid, do you have any pocket money to lend me some money for me?" ?”

Dou Tianxiao was so poor that he couldn't even make a sound, so he had an almost desperate fear of these bad young people approaching from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside.

He would cry loudly when he was in danger or at a loss, but for some reason, he didn't even have the courage to cry when he stared at the strangers with strange smiles, his whole person was like a little monkey surrounded by a zoo , the thin body kept retreating until it hit a big tree.

His back stiffened, he shook his head, and looked in horror at the several adults who were approaching every step of the way. A chill spread from the soles of his feet along the nerves to his limbs, and every cell was shivering.

He subconsciously felt that if he couldn't afford the money, this group of people would beat him, scold him, or even kill him.

Lumao thought that he refused to give it on purpose, spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, and rubbed his hands together, "Hey! Then let me check to see if there is any..."

The green-haired thief has numerous eyebrows and a wretched appearance. At first glance, he is not a good person. Dou Tianxiao hugged the cardboard box tightly in his hands at a loss. When the green-haired face approached, an unpleasant smell of smoke entered his nasal cavity.

Surrounded by disorganized laughter and unintelligible dialects, Dou Tianxiao lowered his head with empty eyes, as if saying goodbye to the children for the last time.

As soon as Lumao's fingers touched his pants, he felt that the little thing was trembling violently. Before he could make another move, there was a "wow" cry in his ear, and Lumao was frightened by him. Take two steps back.

This group of people are idle wage earners who spend all day doing nothing good, but they also know that the little kids playing in this area are the children of workers in the factory, and they are afraid that something will happen to the parents of the children. blame.

Lu Mao glanced around and found someone riding a bicycle towards the woods in the distance, and covered Dou Tianxiao's mouth coaxingly, "Don't howl, don't howl! Uncle will buy you candy and eat it!" No way!"

The yellow hair next to him looked down and couldn't help laughing loudly, "The little boy peed his pants!"

Lumao took a closer look, then raised his head and laughed, "How old are you! You still wet your pants! Why didn't your mother put you in diapers!"

Dou Tianxiao flattened his mouth in grievance, the scorching sun was on his head, and the heat in his crotch made him feel ashamed and embarrassed. At this time, his mind was no longer about whether he would die or not, but about what he would definitely suffer when he returned. Scolding, maybe his mother would beat him again, and he was terrified when he thought of his mother's furious face.

He stood there helpless, weeping loudly, his voice was clear and loud like a horn, unaware that those malicious laughter had gone away from him.

Jiang Qing passed by on a bicycle, stopped the car when she heard crying, looked carefully, got off the car and called out, "Little Douzi."

Dou Tianxiao stopped crying immediately, looked at Mr. Jiang with red eyes, sucked his nose, and raised his hand to wipe his wet eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Qing held his wrist, and wiped away his tears with distress, "Tell the teacher why are you crying?"

Dou Tianxiao was sobbing and howling just now, but now he is sobbing and speechless, feeling aggrieved and embarrassing in his heart, he doesn't know where to start.

"What else can I do, pissed my pants." Jiang Ran said plainly, his face was still capitalized with disgust.

Jiang Ran's voice was very recognizable. Dou Tianxiao opened his eyes immediately when he heard the voice. A lot of the trouser legs were wet.

What a shame...

His whole face was flushed red.

Jiang Qing couldn't bear it any longer, and burst out laughing, "Where's your mother?"

"Mom is in the factory." Dou Tianxiao immediately opened his throat and cried again when he heard the word "Mom", "My mother will definitely kill me if she knows I pee my pants..."

His voice became intermittent and fragmented due to choking, and Jiang Qing comforted him softly, but it didn't work at all.

Dou Tianxiao's mother, Jiang Qing, has met before. She has a standard oval face and is very beautiful with thick eyebrows and big eyes. She just speaks vulgarly and unreasonably. She was lucky enough to meet her during the parent-teacher meeting, and she is still deeply impressed.

Jiang Qing took out a tissue and wiped his tears away, and comforted him gently and patiently: "Why don't you go to the teacher's house to change your pants, dry them before changing them, let's not tell mom."

"Whose pants should I change?" Jiang Ran muttered in a low voice beside him.

"It's yours, maybe it's still mine?" Jiang Qing looked back at him.

Dou Tianxiao sniffed and stopped crying immediately.