petition to god

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There is a private elementary school in Liangxian Village. Nan Xi saved some money and discussed with grandma to let Ran Yao settle down so that he can go to school.A month later, Nan Xi and Ran Yao entered grandma's household registration together, and at the end of August, carrying their schoolbags, they went to Liangxian Primary School to report.

Grandma insisted that Nanxi also go to school, which added a lot of expenses, and the family's money could barely last until they were in fourth grade, so Nanxi decided to get up an hour earlier every day and go to the morning market to sell fruit first.

One morning, Ran Yao woke up and couldn't find Nan Xi, so she brushed her teeth and washed her face alone, put on her school uniform, carried her schoolbag, hugged Nan Xi's, and smeared onto a small road.Ran Yao never remembers the way and always follows Nan Xi, but now, he can only walk in the direction of the school with a vague impression.

Along the way, there was the sound of frogs in the rice fields, and the muddy road was slippery. Ran Yao walked very seriously and carefully.A bicycle flashed its lights and sped past him, rubbing against his shoulders. Afraid of damaging Nan Xi's schoolbag, Ran Yao tilted his lower body. As a result, his soles became unsteady and he fell into the mud.

The freshly washed school uniform was filthy, the white was dyed black, and there was mud on his face. The more he wiped it, the more he wiped it off. Ran Yao was a little bit aggrieved, and complained more, complaining that he couldn't do anything well, and was tired every day. Nan Xi.

But the tears fueled the grievance. Although Ran Yao knew Nan Xi's hard work, at this moment, he still blamed him more and more for why he abandoned herself.

A basket of fresh and attractive fruits was snapped up in no time. Nan Xi earned 30 yuan, which was enough for a month's living expenses. He ran home in surprise and found his grandma who was chopping firewood in the backyard. He grinned and asked, "Grandma, Ran!" Where is Yao?"

Grandma was stunned for a moment: "Didn't he go to the morning market with you?"

The little surprise turned into fright in an instant. Nanxi opened the bedroom door. The school uniform and schoolbag were not there. He jumped down the steps and ran all the way, covered in cold sweat, shouting loudly. Ran Yao was found sitting in the mud in the paddy field.

It's very pitiful, the corners of his mouth are turned down, his hands and feet are all soaked in the mud, except for Nan Xi's schoolbag which is placed on his stomach intact and clean, there is no good place on his body.Nan Xi jumped into the mud, picked up his schoolbag, pulled Ran Yao up like a carrot, dragged him up the ridge, and wiped his dirty face.

Seeing the angry face of the other party, Nan Xi asked with a smile: "Why did you run into the mud?"

Ran Yao didn't answer, seeing Nan Xi, the grievance just now was gone, but he laughed again, laughing at himself for being stupid, and the awkward mood came to his heart again.

Nan Xi sensed something was wrong, restrained his expression, leaned closer, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Are you really angry?"

With a gentle voice and a flattering tone, Ran Yao sniffed, couldn't hold back, and opened her mouth to cry: "Where have you been?"

"Hey." Nan Xi sighed, "I went to the morning market to sell fruit."

"Then you, hiccup." Ran Yao likes to hiccup when crying anxiously, "Then don't you, hiccup, me."

Nan Xi took the opportunity to tease him: "Come on, call me brother?"

Ran Yao wiped his nose and raised his fist: "Don't bark, I don't want to be you, hiccup, your brother!"

He couldn't go to school, so he had to go home to take a shower. Nan Xi hung his schoolbag in front of him, carried Ran Yao on his back, and walked home steadily step by step.The sun came out from the woods, the mud on his body dried up, and the scum stuck to his face, making him uncomfortable. Ran Yao patted Nan Xi's neck: "Take me with you later."

"No need." Nan Xi's neck was itchy, he tilted his head, rubbed his lips against Ran Yao's wet eyes, paused, and continued, "Why bother two people when it can be done by one person?" ?”

"You told me to follow you." Ran Yao hugged Nan Xi tightly, babbling unreasonably, "Now you don't want me to follow you anymore."

"Can it be the same?" Nan Xi looked at the road ahead, the sky and the earth were full of blue, green and golden, with the breeze in his ears, and the crisp sound of bicycle bells, "It's two different things."

"I'm not good at studying, and I'm still stupid, so I can't tell the difference." Ran Yao stubbornly retorted, insisting on expressing her dissatisfaction, "If you think I'm a burden, just say so."

"Ran Yao." Nan Xi stopped, and quickly continued to walk forward. They were 12 years old and 11 years old. There was no difference in age, but their personalities were very different. "I never thought you were a burden."

With the growth of age, the mind has also undergone a lot of changes. When it tends to mature, it also means that there will be more worries and troubles.Ran Yao knew that he couldn't rely on Nanxi all the time. He was afraid that one day Nanxi would leave. He needed to keep trying to get some sense of security from Nanxi's reaction.

After taking a shower and washing his clothes by the way, Ran Yao went back to the house barefoot with a basin in his hand, and hung it to dry on a hook.The clothes hanger touched the wind chimes tied under the eaves, "dingling", the sound scattered into the wind faintly, and the hosta flowers at the door were blooming vigorously.

Nan Xi held the iodine and cotton swabs, and looked at Ran Yao's back against the light: "Sit over here." He said, a long and slender shadow reflected in his eyes, he felt beautiful, and also had an unknown strange feeling.

Ran Yao sat down obediently, Nan Xi held up his ankle, the skin on the little toe was broken, there was no bleeding, but iodine was also applied.He puffed up his cheeks and blew, and Ran Yao blew too, the breath blinded his eyes, Nan Xi raised his head to look at him, and looked at Ran Yao who squinted and smirked at him.

"I'll take you to the morning market." After saying this, Nan Xi seemed to have regained her senses, frowning, not understanding why she agreed to Ran Yao so easily.

Excitedly, Ran Yao withdrew her legs and crawled up to him. Nan Xi leaned back, and he moved closer, his clear eyes reflected Nan Xi's face: "Really?"

Nan Xi dodged his gaze, capped the bottle of iodine, and pointed at the mouth of the bottle after a long time: "...really."

They picked fruit together after school in the afternoon, got up at five o'clock the next morning, went to the morning market with their schoolbags on their backs, and then left the baskets in the reception room at the school gate, day after day.

Ran Yao studies very hard, but he has no talent, and it is already difficult to keep up with the progress of school.Nan Xi has always maintained a top three position in the class. When he was promoted to the sixth grade, the head teacher talked to him, hoping that grandma could come to the school and consider whether he would be willing to send him to a key middle school in the city.

Ran Yao waited alone at the door of the office, tightening his trousers, pursing his mouth, and keeping his head down.Nan Xi immediately rejected the head teacher's kindness, bowed to her respectfully, closed the door when she left, turned her head, and Ran Yao stared at the ground tearfully, silent.

After the last class, Nan Xi packed her schoolbag, all the children in the class had left, and Ran Yao was still listless, with her right hand wrapping around the schoolbag strap in the hole of the table.

Nan Xi pulled out his schoolbag, put it on his arm, and wanted to bump into his shoulder to show his affection, but unexpectedly touched his face with the back of his hand: "...Let's go."

Ran Yao stood up without saying a word, stepped out of the seat, and followed him, wiping his eyes from time to time.

The familiar field path, the familiar fragrance of grass and trees, the familiar sunset in the evening, Nan Xi walked halfway, turned around, and said in a rather helpless tone: "Can you please stop crying."

Ran Yao began to hold his breath, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and his little face turned red. For the first time, Nan Xi felt helpless. He softened his voice patiently, and made a promise: "I will never leave you."

"But I don't want to delay you either." Ran Yao was contradictory, he was too contradictory, he never thought that after leaving the orphanage, "reality" still had a chance to separate the two of them.

No, Ran Yao thought, if he can't keep up with Nan Xi's pace, then stop chasing and stand beside him: "I don't want to go to school anymore, I can sell fruit in the urban area for you to go to school, waiting for you every day go home."

Nan Xi laughed, and Ran Yao looked at him, so bright and handsome, he already had the embryonic form of a handsome boy, he was stunned and didn't respond for a while, until Nan Xi came to him and took his hand: "Just you? Still want to support me?"

"Don't look down on people." Ran Yao said angrily, "I just learned how to make rice balls with my grandma yesterday. I didn't wash any of our clothes. I followed you to the morning market all day long, and I couldn't learn how to sell things. Why? Why can't I support you?"

Nan Xi patted his little head, and coaxed: "I believe you can do it, and you have the ability, but I won't give you this chance."

"I have already rejected the class teacher, please work harder, I will go to the school you can be admitted to be the first." Nan Xi tightened the fingers that were entwined with Ran Yao, "Don't follow me this time. I'm gone, let me follow you."

Before Ran Yao said "raise Nanxi", he had already made up his mind that he would never cry again, but within 2 minutes, he was slapped in the face, and cried "Aww" all the way to the door of the house.

Grandma stood in front of the wooden house to meet them. Ran Yao ran over to hug grandma and said that Nan Xi was bullying him. Nan Xi shrugged bitterly, threw her schoolbag into the bedroom, and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Boil the water, put in the washed vegetables, a few drops of sesame oil, sprinkle a handful of diced green onions, and finally the noodles, which are almost cooked, beat three poached eggs, put them in white porcelain bowls, and serve.

The dining table was placed in front of the gas stove, and a family of three sat in the crowded room.On the mottled walls on both sides, there is a painting on one side and a photo on the other side. The painting is a field and countryside sketched by Ran Yao with crayons. Under the blue sky and white clouds, there are a few beautiful red dragonflies dotted. The photo shows the three of them. The group photo was taken by the village head, and the background is this simple but warm wooden house.

"Grandma wants you to go to the county to go to junior high school." As the words fell, Nan Xi also put down the chopsticks in his hand. He was the first to object, and grandma interrupted him, "Liangxian Village is only a little bigger, and your future , cannot be limited here.”

Ran Yao took a sip of the soup and looked over from the edge of the bowl. Nan Xi's expression was very serious, and he didn't make a sound. The word "future" is precious to the excellent Nan Xi, so Ran Yao didn't care. Wherever Nan Xi is, he will go there.

A lot of fruit was sold today. Grandma bought watermelon and chilled it for them in advance. One knife cut half of them, and they ate them with a steel spoon.Nan Xi was thoughtful, his back teeth were soured by the ice watermelon, and he dug out the sweetest part of his heart and left it to grandma. He gnawed two mouthfuls of the white meat next to him, and said clearly to grandma: "I won't go, No one will take care of you when you leave."

Grandma was washing the dishes, and her back was bent a lot compared to the previous two years. The old man aged faster and became sad more easily. Nan Xi knew that, so no matter what grandma said, he refused to leave.

After draining the water and putting the dried bowls into the cupboard, grandma supported her waist and supported the stove and turned around with a kind face and a wrinkled smile, always so kind and loving.She knows Nanxi's temper, and the stubbornness of childhood has gradually transferred from Ran Yao alone to this family. She is relieved that boys should have a sense of responsibility, but they shouldn't be at this age: "Grandma makes a promise with you." .”

"I'll try my best to live longer and stay at home until you come back from your studies."

Ran Yao studied hard day and night, and was finally admitted to Qinghe County No. [-] Middle School. In a blink of an eye, after graduating from primary school, he and Nan Xi got the same notice, as well as train tickets to the county seat that their grandmother bought for them.

The night before leaving, Nanxi and Ranyao climbed up the highest mountain in Liangxian Village. Standing on the top of the mountain, they overlooked the entire village. Give people new hope.

Ran Yao held Nan Xi's hand and said excitedly, "We are leaving here."

Nan Xi nodded, breathing in the air of his hometown hard, his figure has been stretched, gradually taller, handsome, Ran Yao turned to look at him, smiling from ear to ear.

"Play hide-and-seek for a while?" Nan Xi suggested.

Ran Yao was eager to try: "Then you close your eyes, I'm going to run away."

Nan Xi obediently closed her eyes, her curved eyelashes filled with subtle light, her fair face had three-dimensional features, and her pale red lips were exquisitely shaped. When the count reached 19, Ran Yao was still not willing to leave. The numbers constantly popping out of Xi's mouth became a countdown, and he was about to open his eyes. He couldn't miss this opportunity.

A kiss landed on the side of Nan Xi's face. Nan Xi choked for breath and didn't dare to move, his mind suddenly went blank.

When Ran Yao ran far away, he collected himself, and after exhaling, he realized that he had forgotten how many digits he had reached.

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