nursery rhymes

Chapter 28 Out of danger
The sloppy life of sophomore high school seemed to end in a flash with the news that Ma Ming was suspending school.

Some people say that Ma Ming broke his leg when he went hiking while going home for vacation. Some people say that Ma Ming stole things from the store and his leg was broken by his father.In short, since Ma Ming suspended school, the group conflicts that broke out from time to time in the two classes came to an abrupt end.

In the words of the class teacher Spring Volume: One mouse droppings ruins a pot of soup.

When the senior year of high school came, the head teacher cut off the spring curls on his head into a mushroom head that showed his age.

She said: "Everyone is focused on learning."

Ever since the head teacher set an example by cutting their hair, all the girls in the class who love beauty have become like chicken coops.

Yao Xin's ponytail disappeared after the holidays, and her whole person also took on a melancholic aura.

After a unit test, Yao Xin's score dropped by more than a dozen places.

Zhuge Yang promised to buy a basketball for his good friend Zhang Jun, who was in the top ten of his grade, and asked him to answer questions for Yao Xin in class [-] and [-] after dinner.

The three of them put their heads together on the desk with two high stacks of books, and carefully studied the problem-solving process that was spread out on a piece of papyrus paper.Zhang Jun frowned and sighed: "Are you two listening? One's mind has flown to nowhere, and the other's eyes are staring at the other."

Before Zhuge Yang could refute, a slightly oppressive black shadow was projected down.

The dean held his hands behind his back and stretched out his shiny head, his eyes whirling around the three of them. "What are you doing together?"

Zhuge Yang pointed at the counting paper and smiled politely and sincerely.

After the dean gave a few instructions to leave, Yao Xin lay on the table and cried uncontrollably.

Zhang Jun took the opportunity to slip away, and Zhuge Yang sat beside him not knowing what to say.

The classmates who were coming and going cast strange glances at him, but Zhuge Yang endured it like a thorn in his back.When Yao Xin was tired of crying, he wiped his face with his sleeves and raised his head.

In his senior year of high school, Yao Xin's grandma got sick.The reason was that I lost more than 1000 yuan that I had worked hard to save.It is not easy for old people who only rely on farming to make a living to save money.There was a thief at home, and I was anxious and frightened, so I fell ill and became more and more serious.

Yao Xin's parents have been working abroad all year round and have not been back for several years.Grandma fell ill, and Yao Xin was anxious and helpless.

This situation lasted for more than half a month. When the vacation was over, Yao Xin returned to school again and his mood was obviously much better.

She focused on her studies and quickly improved her grades.Zhang Jun comes to Class [-] almost every day, and the three of them review and do questions together, becoming an example set by the teachers.

Zhuge Yang once carefully asked Yao Xin's grandma about her physical condition, and Yao Xin said that she would be fine after a few decoctions.

She was in a happy mood, and he also felt that the whole world had become sunny, and the tense and boring life of senior high school was full of hope and beauty.

Zhuge Yang placed a bottle of peach-flavored Nutritional Express on Yao Xin's desk. He was as happy as when his parents who wanted to eat candied haws immediately brought it to his mouth.

"Zhuge Yang, please don't buy Nutrition Express for me in the future. Living expenses should be used for food and school supplies. They shouldn't be wasted on buying drinks." Yao Xin pursed his lips and lowered his head, like a kid who had done something wrong. child.

"Then why did you buy me mineral water?" Zhuge Yang put the nutritional snack on the table back into Yao Xin's hand.

"That's, that's a thank you gift to thank you." Yao Xin looked at him with red eyes.

Zhuge Yang smiled so hard that he showed his small white teeth. "This is also a thank you gift. Thank you for helping me improve my grades and letting me feel the unique warmth in a foreign land. Besides, the pocket money my parents give me always exceeds the limit. I can't spend it all, so I don't have to pay for it. I feel bad."

From then on, there seemed to be something more in Yao Xin's eyes when looking at him.Is it envy or yearning?

She said: "Zhuge Yang, you are like a little sun. You are full of vitality and dazzling. I am really curious about what kind of parents your parents are, who can make you grow up so tall and healthy."

He laughed so hard that his ears turned red in embarrassment. "I'll see you later if I have a chance."

The wind in the square was a bit strong, blowing away the heat on my face and cooling my stiff back.After late autumn comes winter, and after the Spring Festival, they will be one year older again.He heard Yao Xin's whisper in the autumn wind.She said that if she became a mother in the future, she would definitely not favor sons over daughters, and would definitely let her children grow up in the warmth of the sun.

Only then did he realize that Yao Xin's praise of the health he had been raised by his parents should not only be limited to physical health, but also refer to a person's mental state.

Zhuge Yang turned to look at her seriously and firmly. "You have such a gentle personality. If you have children in the future, of course you will be a gentle mother."

Yao Xin shook his head and wrapped himself in the blue school uniform jacket. "I want to be a qualified mother. At least, I won't treat me like my mother."

She was wrapped into a small ball, almost disappearing into the darkening night.

Zhuge Yang reached out to pat her shoulder to comfort her, but the jingle of the evening self-study bell rang throughout the playground.

His hand was getting farther and farther away from Yao Xin, and the playground disappeared from his sight, leaving only the white iron door that opened with a clang.

Above the iron gate, the red emergency light has been extinguished.A narrow bed was pushed out, with a thin figure lying on it.

Zhuge Yang couldn't separate himself from memories and reality for a while. He squatted there blankly, as if there was a cold wind blowing in his ears.Everything was so illusory that his breathing seemed to stop.

He stood up, his legs were numb, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the stretcher in front of him turned over.

"Zhuge."

Xiao Liang flew over to hold his armpits, so that his head would not hit the floor tiles of the corridor.

Zhuge Yang sat on Xiao Liang's knee, raised his head and asked the doctor: "How is my child?"

"We are out of danger for the time being. We still need to continue to observe whether the child's physical indicators have returned to normal. Before the anesthetic wears off, we should send him to the ward for infusion first. Your reaction seems to be hypoglycemia. Let's do a check-up and inject some glucose."

Zhuge Yang relied on Xiao Liang's strength to stand up and wave his hands.

He really wants to see Yao Xin now, he really wants to slap her.

He seemed to suddenly understand what was in Yao Xin's eyes when he looked at him many years ago.Yao Xin envied him and his parents who had high hopes for him and never skimped on his living expenses.I envy him for growing up in a loving family, and even more envy for him being a boy.

Yao Xin once said that to be a qualified mother, you will not favor sons over daughters.But today she wanted her child's life and became a butcher who killed her daughter.

What's wrong with girls? Don't they deserve to live?
What had she experienced over the years that made her disappointed with everything and headed in the opposite direction from her original intention.

Zhuge Yang ignored Xiao Liang's dissuasion and angrily came to Yao Xin's ward.

In the ward, Yao Xin's gunshot arm was bandaged with layers of gauze, hung around his neck, and his left hand was handcuffed to the bed rail.The patients on the other two beds all looked at the door with curiosity on their faces.

Zhuge Yang strode over, took Yao Xin's injured right arm in his hand and lifted it up. Yao Xin immediately frowned in pain.

"Does it hurt?"

Yao Xin stared at the quilt covering his legs with a pale face, not wanting to answer at all.

The patients and their family members in the bed next to them were whispering, discussing the identities of Yao Xin and Zhuge Yang, and speculating on what crime Yao Xin had committed.

"You still know that when it hurts, you will frown and grit your teeth to endure the pain. Have you ever thought about Cao Ying? Have you considered how she was tortured by drugs at school and how life was worse than death? She is still a seven or eight-year-old child, Yao Xin, that is what you are ten years old. A child born from the womb of the moon."

"You are even less worthy of being a mother than your mother."

Zhuge Yang threw off Yao Xin's arm heavily and blew out of the ward like the wind.

(End of this chapter)