Devil’s Warmth

With the sound of firecrackers, New Year is coming.

Winter in C City snows every year, which is the happiest time for children.

The outside was covered in silver and white. Chen Hu was beaten a few years ago. His dad was a bad-tempered man.

Chen Hu took 50 points and they were the last in the preschool class.

Little Fat Duner almost heard the sorrow of killing a pig. Zhao Zhilan shook her head and was a little funny: "This child has too strong a voice penetration."

In the new year, Chen Hu's child won the death-free gold medal. He was deducted from New Year's money, but his grumpy dad didn't hold him anymore.

Chen Hu took a group of children in the community to go out and followed six or seven boys in a mighty manner. Two of them were two years older than him, but they were not fat and strong.

Li Da said, "Let's go to Minmin."

Chen Hu thought for a while: "catching birds and firing guns, not playing with girls." However, after thinking about Fang Minjun's beautiful and noble appearance, he agreed, "Well, let's go to her."

All the boys in the old-fashioned community are here, except for Pei Chuan. Their construction here is particularly old and features, similar to a large courtyard, but the floor will be higher.

The southern wall is covered with creepers in summer, and now has a layer of ice crystals.

They were particularly easy to find someone. Standing downstairs and letting out their voices shouted, "Fang Minjun--"

The children's voices kept coming and going downstairs, and after shouting Fang Minjun, Chen Hu remembered that he had eaten Pei Yao's apple. So I continued to shout with everyone: "Bei Yao-"

The crisp and tender voice was heard throughout the community.

Pei Chuan made dumplings with his mother Jiang Wenjuan in the opposite building. Jiang Wenjuan only let him play with something. After all, Pei Chuan's little homework assignment for the preschool was finished in two days. Other children would not take the initiative to bring a "burden" to play. Jiang Wenjuan was sad and had to spend time with her son.

But Pei Chuan looked down, pale fingers pinching the folds of the dumplings. He always does this and learns quickly.

Jiang Wenjuan was even more uncomfortable. The night when Pei Chuan returned the paper, she cried in the middle of the quilt with a muffled voice. Pei Chuan is the only one-hundred-pointer in the pre-school class. Her son is so clever and excellent, but has been deprived of his legs and legs, and has ruined most of his life.

Pei Chuan was seriously making dumplings, and when he heard the ups and downs calling Beiyao downstairs, the dumplings on his hands broke a little skin.

His black eyes looked at it lightly, pinching the gap again.

Jiang Wenjuan kept observing him and found it all at once. No child will take the initiative to find Pei Chuan, after all, the children are like brisk birds, they can't push, and they are not willing to bring Pei Chuan in a heavy wheelchair.

Jiang Wenjuan was afraid of her son's uncomfortable heart: "No more dumplings, mom, take you outside to play?"

Pei Chuan's lips moved and he wanted to refuse, but in the end he said nothing. At the age of five, he still had expectations and longing for the world, and he also wanted to go out and see Snow.

Jiang Wenjuan washed her hands and pushed Pei Chuan out.

One hundred meters north of the community, there is a tea house, smoked children, some people will play mahjong here.

Jiang Wenjuan is not going to play mahjong, she just pushed Pei Chuan to see the fun, and the children will also play around.

The tall cypress was covered with snow, and the children laughed under the tree.

Pei Chuan's wheelchair was set aside, and someone in the teahouse greeted him, "Dr. Jiang came over to play?" The fluttering gaze led to Pei Chuan, and he also called out Ogawa with pity.

"Yeah, you guys play, I'll take a look."

Pei Chuan's eyes crossed the cypress and fell on the little girl covering her eyes.

Bei Yao wore her own red cotton jacket, her two hands covered her eyes tightly, and Chen Hu led Fang Minjun to peep at the cat's waist and hide in the lane. The little girl's clear voice said, "3, 2, 1 ... I'm here for you!"

She smiled and let go, but at first glance was the gaze at the boy in the wheelchair.

He took the lead in removing his eyes.

Bei Yao's eyes lightened, and she could not understand the little secret in her book, but it did not prevent her from getting close to Pei Chuan. She wanted to talk to him, but Pei Chuan didn't care much about her for the entire semester. Moreover, now that she has to go to the children, she has to go to Chen Hu to walk them with her short legs.

Chen Hu was also damaged. He led everyone into the warehouse next to the tea house, which was full of nylon pockets.

The children squatted inside, and Beiyao couldn't find it all the time.

She had a good temper, and looked around. She was breathless and tired. She opened the curtains and bushes to see that there was nothing inside. Pei Chuan looked indifferently.

The cypress fluttered, and the girl fell into snow.

The cold snow touched her warm skin and melted, flowing into her cheeks. She hides in embarrassment, and Xinger's eyes are clear, as if she was bullied and crying.

Pei Chuan fastened his wheelchair with his fingers and waited for a long time for Bei Yao to pass by him, but he whispered, "In the warehouse."

The sound was very light, like the mute buried in the heavy snow for a long time.

Bei Yao looked back at him blankly, he looked cold, and seemed to say nothing.

She turned and walked towards the warehouse. She opened her nylon pocket with her little hand, and she squatted a row of children.

Chen Hu stunned Xiao Beiyao's face with an instant smile, and then a roar broke out: "You must peep, Bei Yao!"

"I didn't peek."

"I don't believe it, you lie!"

The fat man looks like a bomb that has been smashed, or Li Da glances at Xiao Beiyao who is at a loss, and says, "Who do you see first?"

Pei Chuan's gaze looked through the open warehouse door.

Pei Yao looked at the aggrieved chubby dude, and he burst into tears. She said softly: "I haven't seen anyone."

She thought to her that she was a younger sister with third grade memory and could not bully children.

She covered her eyes: "You hide."

Chen Hu breathed a sigh of relief and ran away. Fang Minjun hurried to keep up, and the children dispersed to hide.

Pei Chuan's lips were tight and his heart was filled with sullenness, which made him troublesome.

They didn't bring him to play, he shouldn't say that.

Bei Yao let go and went to find other children. He looked at Bei Yao coldly, and then held Jiang Wenjuan with his pale fingers: "Mom, go home."

Bei Yao saw Aunt Jiang pushing Pei Chuan away, and Xinger blinked. What's wrong? She hasn't said thank you yet.

Zhao Zhilan was playing Mahjong with Zhao Xiu at the teahouse. Zhao Xi was unfortunate today and always hit Zhao Zhilan. She was upset and drank hot water: "My family Minmin and Zhilanjia Yaoyao are going to study first grade together next year. This child is growing up really fast."

Mahjong was rattling, and Zhao Zhilan coded well: "Yes."

"Zhi-lan, don't be discouraged, if Yao-yao really can't keep up, she can read one more year of preschool. Anyway, she is young."

Zhao Zhilan froze, "What are you talking about?"

"Yao Yao didn't do well in the exam at the end of the period? I heard that I just passed. But don't hurry up and ask me to say that a solid foundation is the most important thing. I also wanted to be so sensitive. If she didn't pass the exam, she would take another year However, as soon as the papers were taken back, Minmin passed the 90 test, so it should be fine to continue reading in the first grade. "

Zhao Zhilan could have heard the doorway, she glanced at Zhao Xiu obliquely: "Who told you that my family Yao Yaogang has passed?"

Zhao Xiu thought, pretend, you pretend.

Zhao Zhilan grabbed the card, and smiled and said, "She is very good this year, she is only one point away and it is a hundred points. She passed the ninety-nine!"

Zhao Xiuyu stopped.

The other two women at the poker table praised in surprise: "Oh, this kid has a good future."

Zhao Xiu's face changed: "Zhao Zhilan, don't you make this up to lie?"

"Do I need to lie to you? If you don't believe me, ask Teacher Yu, there is a score record there."

Zhao Xiu also understands this truth, saying that such panic can be dismantled at once, and Zhao Zhilan is not stupid enough to use this to lie to her. Then it means that Bei Yao's little girl really passed the 99 exam?

Zhao Xiu remembered what he had just said, and felt extremely shameless. The other two women at the poker table didn't know how to wink. After looking at Zhao Xiu with a weird look, they repeated that Zhao Zhilan's daughter was clever.

Zhao Xiu was so angry that she frustrated Mahjong. This is the first time Zhao Zhilan has won herself.

This feeling was both shameful and aggrieved. She wished to catch Fang Minjun who was playing outside and asked what was going on.

This year passed quickly, and when I was a kid, I had a good taste.

Eating candy seeds, watching TV can be bubbling beautiful. Bei Yao is very happy every day, but sometimes she looks at the opposite house with her hands on her cheeks, why she did n’t see Pei Chuan playing today?

Fang Minjun was scolded by her mother, her face was crying, and she twitched to explain: "It's a lot of 90 minutes, Chen Hu is only 50!"

"I want you to win the test of Bei Yao!"

"Mom, I can do it next time." She sobbed. "I got the best test except Beiyao."

Zhao Xiuyi thinks right, Fang Minjun is ninety. Anyone else in the community is a group of skin monkeys. The only one who does n’t know the score is Pei ’s broken leg child, but such a child can count on him to take more tests. it is good? Maybe it failed.

Zhao Xiu had to poke Fang Minjun's head: "Do you work hard after the New Year?"

Fang Minjun nodded quickly.

In the beginning of spring, the semester class began to read next semester, and childhood time always passed away happily.

In Xiao Beiyao's eyes, Fang Minjun was still cold and cold, and the fat pier Chen Hu's magic sound pierced his ears, but Pei Chuan in the corner didn't take the initiative to talk to her anymore, as if he had whispered to tell her that the person in the warehouse was her illusion.

In the last month of preschool, the school issued a policy-canceling the exam in the preschool!

In the class, like Chen Hu, the music turned around.

The rest of the children knew that they did not need the final exam and were mostly happy. Only Fang Minjun wondered, if he didn't take the exam, can he only surpass Beiyao in the first grade?

It was already summer when Teacher Yu Qian sent the children away, and they all looked like new-born young seedlings, one by one young and tender.

I don't know what they will become when they grow up, nor where they will go.

She waved her children: "Come on, kids!"

All the children who didn't understand anything to the rules, answered well.

Pei Chuan is six years old.

His legs failed to ‘get back as he grows up’, as his mother said. He looked at the broken ones every night before going to bed, but they didn't grow.

Before going to first grade, he heard Jiang Wenjuan and Pei Haobin quarrel.

Jiang Wenjuan sneered: "There is no teacher who can help Xiaochuan use the toilet in the first grade!"

"I said I would ask the teacher and give them a gift to help!"

"Can you ask for one year, then, what about the fifth or sixth grade of elementary school! What about junior high school and high school! You can ask for a lifetime! I will find a hospital for Ogawa An prosthetic limb, and I will let him stand up again!"

"Juaner, don't be impulsive, Ogawa is too young ..."

Pei Chuan looked at his empty pants legs.

He wanted to say that since that time in the kindergarten, he hasn't asked the teacher to go to the toilet.

He didn't understand what a "prosthetic leg" was, but he understood "re-standing."