Chapter 6: Start reading

Brother Yue Lei handled things wisely, Wei Zhiyuan's account quickly came down, and fell into the account book of Wei Qian's family. It was no problem sending him to primary school.
And feeding Wei Zhiyuan is actually not difficult, just feed him enough. Wei Zhiyuan eats everything, not picky eaters, and hurry up to absorb all the nutrients he can absorb. In the little half a year, he slapped half a slap tall , Perfectly explained what is called "giving a little sunshine is brilliant."
He could no longer wear Xi Xiaobao's clothes, and Wei Qian had to wear him his old clothes.
Wei Zhiyuan still doesn't like to talk to others. Except for brother and sister Wei Qian and a few brothers who often come home, he doesn't talk to others, and his defense is still very heavy.
In addition, Wei Zhiyuan has almost no other problems with this child. He is extremely capable of seeing and watching. With only a slight frown of Wei Qian, he can immediately receive a signal, knowing that his elder brother is not happy, and he can treat himself within three seconds. Disguised as a mural on the wall, pretending not to exist.
He was extremely diligent at home, cleaning the house clean every day. Since Wei Zhiyuan came, the hot water in the kettle has always been full, and the garbage has never been spent in the room overnight. When he saw his clothes, he would silently wash them.
He is alert and charming, positioning himself as a vassal, and like a dog in a nursing home. For strangers, his eyes are scary, and his eyes are like black beans. It is a wild dog cub that is not easy to mess with.
The above were observed by Comrade San Fat. Wei Qian did not listen to his heart when he heard it. He thought that the cub was just a cub. Anyway, this child is not troublesome. He is usually not at home, and let him be a companion to Xiaobao. it is good.
Alas ... until that happened just after that.
There was a group of people who did n’t have long eyes that day. They pulled up to Le Ge ’s place and opened the head of Le Ge ’s dry brother. The brothers took the guy to the same day and had a fight with each other. Unfortunately, the location was on a street near Wei Qian's home.
Just as they dried the other person's head into a dog's head, they suddenly heard the movement of a water pipe scraping the ground in the street behind.
Before Wei Qian had time to look back, he heard San Fat yelling and saying, "Ah, I fuck!"
When Wei Qian saw it, he was also shocked—I saw Wei Zhiyuan's little cub holding a water pipe longer than the others, dragging it on the ground, and he was trembling in an unusually happy posture. Running.
Wei Qian saw his eyes exactly. He found that San Fat was right. The small eyes really looked like a fierce wild dog cub. Although he was dragging such a long pipe, the road was unstable, but it was strange. Can be seen from his determination to kill all enemies.
I was right, he had the kind of "killing intention" described in martial arts novels.
Twenty-Three Fat: "Oh my dear, what did you pick up and come back?"
Wei Qian: "Don't mention it. I didn't bring a magnifying glass when I picked it up. I wish I knew it."
Fat San Fat was amazed and shouted at Wei Zhiyuan from a distance: "Oh, hey baby, a few of our brothers have finished their work today. We don't need you to play, let's get back to the palace!"
Wei Zhiyuan knew three fats, and when he heard that, he stood still. He looked at him with blinking big eyes, and then looked at Wei Qian. He dropped the water pipe, wiped his nose, wiped his nose, and said: "Oh."
As a result, Wei Qian went home that night and had a dream. He dreamed that Wei Zhiyuan had become a perverted murderer. After killing, he didn't know to run. He sat calmly in a pool of blood, and said blankly, " brother".
Wei Qian woke up in cold sweat on the spot. He sat on the bed and saw the dark little cub lying on the bed with his buttocks aside, and couldn't help raising his hand and touching his soft hair.
Wei Zhiyuan was like a pig, unconsciously pinching his palm.
Wei Qian squeezed his little arms and legs again, and found that he was all soft, as soft as Xiaobao, not like a murderer, smashing his mouth while dreaming, and didn't know that he had seen it What's delicious.
He sat next to him and watched him for a while, thinking that this cub is so big, so cruel, will he be fine in the future?
It doesn't matter what else, don't go out and cause him trouble.
Future ... 唉, how dim the word "future" is.
Wei Qian couldn't sleep. He got out of bed, walked to the balcony, and pushed the window a little bit. He was thinking about his own futuristic "future" in the deep winter in the cold winds of the cold winter.
The tuition in high school was so much more expensive than in compulsory education. Wei Qian was so smashed into iron to sell iron that he barely made up for a semester. He spent the little half year of high school on the savings he received from his old ghost We are about to run out. Right now, as the weather cools day by day, Wei Qian has almost reached the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted, but there is nowhere to tell such a heavy pressure because he is the elder brother.
谦 Wei Qian dreams to finish high school and dreams like most people in this city, in suits and shoes, nine to five, and living decently.
"Decent", that is his dream of breaking bones and tendons, even though it looks so stupid, distant and empty.
The reality doesn't allow him to imagine such a illusory future anymore. The high school heavy classes took up all his time, and the teacher would not allow him to leave the school and go to work alone while others were studying at night.
And counting Xiaobao is seven years old, and he is also going to school. Because of his selfishness as a big brother, he only missed the registration time of the elementary school consciously or unintentionally based on his tuition and dreams. This year caused her to delay so Now, why did Wei Qian dare not delay her next year.
Wei Qian quietly walked into the kitchen. There were less than two pounds of Chen Mi left in the rice bowl. There was a green onion and a few rotten vegetables in the kitchen. Ten pockets and fifty cents remained in his pocket.
He wants to buy food, buy daily necessities, pay utility bills ...
He needs so much money to maintain a minimum livelihood.
This life is like a sack full of scars and holes everywhere, making Wei Qian's exhausted money easily flow out.
谦 Wei Qian's way of getting money is still to work odd jobs every weekend. With more people in the family, the money starts to run out.
When Wei Qian left every morning, he cooked a dish, left two steamed buns for the two children, and claimed to eat at school.
If you don't save your lunch money, it won't be enough. But after all, he is very old, and he ca n’t be hungry. Therefore, Wei Qian will take the lunch break to go out of the school and go to the school ’s billiard hall to warm up. By the way, he will have lunch for a semester. Consciously billiards are almost half professional.
Every day ... Every day the chai oil and salt is a whip. From the moment he opened his eyes, he slammed him to run and kept thinking of ways.
This makes Wei Qian's mood difficult to balance-under the pressure, no one is at ease.
He felt half a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. I didn't know who had stuffed him during the fight in the afternoon. He suddenly remembered what other people looked like when he sprayed clouds and mist, so Wei Qian sat in the kitchen and lit the cigarette.
He just coughed and learned to smoke the first cigarette without a teacher. The lack of oxygen in his lungs made him feel dizzy and even nauseous.
Wei Qian sat on the floor and rested against the door panel for a moment.
Otherwise ... I won't go to school.
He thought blankly.
"I can't do anything about it," Wei Qian said to himself, "I'm really exhausted, there is nothing I can do."
He was so sad that he was about to cry, as if watching the door to another world and another life slowly closed in front of him. He desperately rushed, but was always out of reach.
在 At this moment, Wei Qian thought of Le Ge's sentence-if you have any difficulties, you can go to him.
Wei Qian opened his eyes and pondered for a moment, and suddenly stood up as if he had caught the life-saving straw. He was still awkwardly holding a cigarette between his two fingers. The whole man was for the Kangzhuang Avenue that suddenly appeared in front of him. Trembling.
Wei Qian is a little bit dry, he can't wait to rush to Le Ge now.
By the way, Le Ge will definitely lend him money and wait for him to finish school. Even if he can finish college, he will return to repay Le Ge in a different status.
As long as Le Ge is willing to offer him, he will never have to eat every day without worrying about it. He will never have to calculate that little bit of money at home, and his heart hurts. He can really read these years down. He promised that he would achieve first-class results ...
The hot soot fell on Wei Qian's hand, and he was burned.
He lowered his head silently, staring at the broken cigarette butts of inferior cigarettes for a while, twisting the cigarette and throwing them in the trash.
谦 Wei Qian's hot head cooled down, and he found that he couldn't do it.
He always remembers the story of crossing the river, and he remembers it very deeply-the experience of listening to the story in his mother's arms is a unique luxury memory for him.
He remembers what women said, "People can't be too comfortable. When your brain is full and you eat every day and get dark, leave the fart.
I'm not cold anymore. "
Can Brother Le help him once, can he always help him?
Rescue does not save the poor.
What kind of duty does Brother Le have to give him money, let him go to school, keep him fed and warm, and make him carefree?
And the kind of carefree days do not know why, Wei Qian thinks, he feels yearning and creepy, he seems to see the ease and weakness of himself, like a pig in a ring.
还有 Is there anything in the world that scares a boy like him more than "weakness"?
还有 Is there anything in the world that makes a teenager like him more desperate than "no hope"?
If Wei Qian is not weak, he will have to drop out of school and have to go on a path of no hope-leaving school, going to be a junk, a beater, a part-time job, and become a dreg at the bottom of the city. It is a road where you can see the bottom at a glance.
谦 Wei Qian didn't know how long she had been standing in the kitchen. She felt her hands were frozen and numb. Then she sucked her nose and went back to the small bedroom separated by the curtain in the living room and lay back on the bed.
Wei Qian ’s family has only one room and one living room. After Xiaobao was three years old, he felt it was not convenient for her to sleep with him, so he gave the bedroom to his sister. He pulled out a curtain in the living room and put it in the corner. A bed was considered a bedroom.
Wei Weiyuan has been sleeping with him.
When Wei Qian lay back on the bed, the little guy next to him moved a little. I wonder whether he was asleep or was awakened.
Wei Zhiyuan carefully opened his eyes and looked at the look of his elder brother, and then he smelled a smoky smell of smoke on him. Wei Zhiyuan is not Xiaobao. He has not been spoiled like anyone since he was a child, so he dares not be as heartless and heartless as her.
Xiao Xiaoyuan watched the words and screamed carefully, "Brother."
Wei Qian was upset and didn't want to ignore him.
Xiao Xiaoyuan waited for a long time, but didn't wait for his reply, and gently dragged his clothes. He asked, "Brother, are you without money and can't support me?"
Wei Qian said, but you still know-but he didn't say this, not to not hurt the child ’s heart, but because he felt that
admitting his incompetence and no money
was very hurting, so he did not let go. Wei Zhiyuan's hand: "What nonsense, are you still asleep? Shut up!"
Wei Zhiyuan was silent for a long while, and Wei Qian thought he was asleep.
Who knows for a while, the little guy came together in a clumsy way, got into his quilt, and touched Wei Qian's cold hands and feet-the house was very cold in winter, when the heating was not popular Into this forgotten old shanty town. There are still children in the family. Wei Qian was uneasy about making a stove, so he spent more than half a year buying second-hand electric heaters, but after all, the gadgets cost electricity, and they usually did n’t turn on without turning them on.
The temperature of Wei Qian's cold skin made Wei Zhiyuan instinctively wince, but the next moment, the boy clung together again, clasped Wei Qian's hand with both hands, shoved it into his arms, and stretched his legs straight, his head almost They had to be buried in the quilt to barely reach Wei Qian's feet, and gently put their feet on the cold feet of the elder brother.
Suddenly, Xiao Yuan felt that the temperature of his body was flowing away quickly.
After finishing these things, with a little flattering meaning, he whispered, "Don't leave me, okay? I can work, I can pick up tatters, and I can make money."
轻轻 These few words made Wei Qian's mind almost tremble.
He probably hadn't answered for a long time, and Wei Zhiyuan started to panic.
Wei Qian provided him with a safe and warm residence, gave him a home that he had been envious of and dared to imagine, and never beat him, not even directing him to do so.
Even this winter, the elder brother bought a thick cotton clothes for him and Xiaobao.
Wei Weiyuan felt that this was almost like a dream. He was afraid that the dream would wake up, and he was the nomad who no one wanted, wandering in the coldest part of the city, picking up trash for a living.
"Please, please." Wei Zhiyuan's low voice trembled, "Don't throw me away."
After two seconds, he added: "Brother."
谦 Wei Qian's thoughts are mixed, and it is impossible to say that he does not want to throw this cub and relieve himself a little burden, but after all, he just pulls Wei Zhiyuan's head and simply orders, "Sleep."
I have nothing else to say.
But cats and dogs have been raised for more than half a year, and it's time to raise feelings, not to mention personal.
Not to mention that this little guy turned around himself every day and tried every means to do his work every day, just to make himself happy and to keep him.
Wei Qian knew that he was soft-hearted. He thought he should not be soft-hearted, but he couldn't help it, after all, he was not a stone.
Forget it, he thought so, listening to the small breath in his ear, said to his heart, this little cub, poor.