I wait for you to see through the scenery

Teacher Zou, their homeroom teacher, followed Zhou Yao closely and ran over under the noses of everyone on the playground.

Music teacher Zhou Ling was doing exercises following the radio, her eyes followed her: "Hey, Teacher Zou, what are you doing?"

"I'll go to a student's house to see." Zou Ping said, "Chen Jia from our class didn't come to class."

"Chen Jia didn't come again?" Zhou Ling also chased after her, "Is something wrong?"

"I'm just worried about something..." Zou Ping didn't have the nerve to say, she also has a sixth sense, and her sixth sense is always on target.

"Hurry up and ride my bike!" Zhou Ling ran to the school gate and pushed her bike out of the shed.

Zou Ping said, you are faster than me, you go by bike first!Zhou Ling said, I don't know him, where does this kid live?

There are forty students in the class. Teacher Zou has visited every child’s home, and keeps the home address, parents’ occupation and other information in mind, not to mention that she has visited Chen Jia’s house three times, and blurted out: “It’s Nanyingfang Hutong, No. 12 Courtyard !...Go to the penultimate room in the innermost part of the yard!"

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At that time, Chen Jian was lying on the warm concrete floor.The ground of their small bungalow had never been so hot, scalding his whole body.

Because the place where he lay was very close to the foreign stove in the middle of his house.The heat from the stove bakes the whole house, dispelling the autumn chill.

It is said in the forecast these days that the cold air in Siberia has hit several provinces in the north in advance, and the people of the whole city will have to protect themselves from the cold in advance and prepare for the winter.And those who live in buildings have to wait until the city's unified heating, it's still early, let's all freeze!On the contrary, those who live in bungalows take advantage of it. They can buy briquettes and turn on the stove to heat themselves.

Chen Jia made an appointment with Tang Zheng yesterday evening, bought briquettes from a nearby coal factory, and brought them back with a cart.

He's on fire right now.

Very warm, gradually peaceful and calm inside, but very restless.

When he wanted to get up in the morning, he didn't get up for a moment, and found that he couldn't move his hands and feet.He slowly slid off the edge of the bed and slipped straight onto the floor.The uncomfortable feeling was helpless, absurd but helpless, so soft that the limbs of the whole person no longer existed, as if he had taken a sip of something and was deeply intoxicated, and his eyes gradually blurred.

From the angle of his reclining, what he can see is his foreign stove with red stars, the cabinet legs and stool legs outside his house, and his small wire bed.

Chen Jia probably realized at that time, what the fuck, something happened... He might be caught in soot... Carbon monoxide...

Coal stoves can cause carbon monoxide poisoning.The feeling is not too painful, just a headache, like a deep drunk, also like a deep drunk, people have fallen into a semi-consciousness.It's just because the wind outside is extremely strong, and the cold air is strong. It pours in from the crack under the unsealed door of his house, and it blows in his direction.This is the benefit of the house being too broken and leaking from all sides. He was lucky to lie on the ground at the critical moment of fate, and he could still breathe a little fresh air from the crack in the door.

This little evil wind made him struggle on the ground for a long time in a half-dead state, but he couldn't get up, and he was about to fall asleep again and again.

He grasped the floor with his fingers and moved his body, that is to say, the position of the steel wire bed legs in his field of vision was slightly shifted by a small angle. Finally, he couldn't stand the headache anymore, and he guessed that he was about to die.

Where is mom...

Last night, his mother seemed to... stayed at grandma's house for an extra night, and the family started arguing again, because she thought it was embarrassing for Qu Liandi to go back to her mother's house after divorce. The divorce made the old man lose face in front of relatives.Chen Jia didn't want to listen to his grandfather's endless nagging, and even cursed when he was in a hurry, so he said: people who have no skills will say that others are useless and have no skills like you, how capable you are, Except for not being able to give birth to a child with a handle that pleases you, grandpa, you are so big that you are omnipotent!

Chen Jia usually doesn't speak, and what he says is to suffocate someone, but he misses the point, so angry that his grandfather threw a soy sauce bottle at him and ate half a box of Danshen pills, he was so angry.

Chen Jia wasn't as tolerant as his mother, and didn't intend to. He took two pieces of hot jujube cake from the kitchen of his grandma's house and walked away. He ate the jujube cake all the way and went home by himself.

I don't know when my mother will come back.

I feel so sorry for my mother...

A slender black headphone cable hangs in front of Chen Jia's eyes, hanging from the wire bed.He stretched out his hand with considerable difficulty, and slowly hooked the thread with his fingertips.

pat-

The thing connected to the earphones finally fell out, and it was the Walkman that Zhou Yao had borrowed from him.The thing fell in front of his eyes, but it took him a long time to touch the button and press "Start".

Qi Qin's singing came out of the Walkman, and he played the tape one by one, immersing him in the beautiful music, and he couldn't bear to fall asleep, so he lasted for another half an hour.However, this tape was finally played, and there was always a moment when the song ended, and the singing stopped abruptly in a layer of smoke in the room.

Time to turn the tape over, or rewind it and start over.

However, he didn't have the strength to start over.He suddenly missed Zhou Yao very much, and wanted to hold Zhou Yao's hand, but he was still nostalgic for Yaoyao's warm company.

I can't bear it.

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Bang! ! !

At this moment, there was a loud noise, and the broken glass slag was slapped down.A lot of shards of glass splashed on his head and body.

Chen Jia! ! !

Zhou Yao yelled outside the door, his vocal cords were smashed, what a bluff.

Zhou Yao was so anxious that he didn't have the extra mouth to scold. He wanted to scold Chen Jia for why he locked the door so firmly?He reached in from the gap that was smashed through, and tugged for a long time, but couldn't open the latch inside the door.

In a worthless broken house, this door was the strongest, but Zhou Yao smashed it viciously.

A gust of strong fresh cold air rushed in, and Chen Jiana's mind suddenly became much clearer, and she regained consciousness.There seemed to be a powerful force outside the door, dragging his foot that had already stepped into the Hall of Yama, dragging it back desperately.

Zhou Yao yelled a lot, Chen Jia!Chen Jia! !

Chen Jia heard it all, but couldn't speak, and looked for Zhou Yao from the corner of his eye.

Zhou Yao couldn't open the door, thinking about it angrily, so he began to dig into the window sill that he smashed open on the door.

He first digs in with one leg, and then squeezes his head and most of his body in.On the edge of the window sill, there are still sharp jagged glass shards, which hurt him a lot.That is to say, he was extremely thin at that time, with long hands and long legs, but unless he was a little fatter, he would not be able to get through the dick, so he forced himself in through the window sill.

Zhou Yao finally entered the house and opened the broken door.

He was also terrified, and slapped his face and chest hard: "What's wrong?...What are you doing lying on the ground?...What's wrong with you..."

Chen Jia looked at him in a daze: "..."

Zhou Yao asked: "What's the matter? You have a fever again? Have you had diarrhea?"

Chen Jiate wanted to roll his eyes, feeling so disgusted, he tried to say with difficulty, "Gas... go out... far away...

He looked up and stared at Zhou Yao, that short 1 minute was more difficult than the previous hour, Zhou Yao, you heartless, get out quickly.

There was indeed a layer of smoke in the room, and the smoke was starting to choke the nose.

"This stove in your house, it can't be, it's going to catch fire..." Zhou Yao muttered, and finally got the hang of it, and started to drag people out.

He really didn't understand at that time, he had never used a stove, so he was very reckless and tough.Fortunately, the concentration of carbon dioxide did not reach the point where a spark would explode. Chen Jia already had a chest full of sparks and wanted to blow Zhou Yao away, but he was so stuffy that he couldn't make a sound.

With a "bang", the broken door was knocked again, and this time it was their Teacher Zhou Ling who bumped in...

Behind is Teacher Zou Ping who is running out of breath...

The two teachers finally came, and they understood at a glance that this is gas poisoning! These two silly children, hurry up and carry them out.

"Didn't you see that stove? His house burns coal, Zhou Yao, come out quickly and hide outside the yard!" Teacher Zou yelled at him anxiously.

Zhou Yao's mind was still buzzing, and he was particularly worried: "What will happen to burning coal?"

He also started to feel dizzy and had mild symptoms. Fortunately, the teacher came in time.

Zhou Ling was so anxious that her lips trembled, and her shirt was soaked and stained. They were all young teachers who had never seen her before. She muttered, "Is it an accident? Didn't he just burn that thing on purpose because he couldn't think about it?"

"No, I don't believe he did it on purpose," Zou Ping said. "I believe he threw the table and smashed the pot with his father, but I don't believe it if he can't think about it. It's okay, and it will be fine if you send it to the hospital."

Chen Jia was covered with a quilt by Teacher Zhou in Teacher Zou's arms, and Zhou Ling slapped him in the face several times, which directly slapped him until he woke up, almost giving him artificial respiration.

Zhou Yao ran to the neighborhood committee to call 120, and an ambulance came.

The ambulance took him to Chaoyang Hospital for first aid, where he was given oxygen and infusion bottles.Fortunately, they are very close to this big hospital, and they have saved lives more than once. It is worth sending a pennant to the doctor of this hospital to thank and commend them.

When Qu Liandi heard the news and rushed back, Chen Jia was out of danger and was fine.

She sat on the bench outside the ward, crying, wanted to cry but couldn't cry in front of so many people, and didn't want to be so ashamed.

Fortunately, the two teachers saved her son's life. If something happened to Chen Jia, she would go crazy.Not crazy, this day has to go on.

Qu Liandi looked at the people in the corridor in front of her, Chen Jia's teacher, the neighbors in the compound, Master Cai who came to visit and condolences from the trade union, and Zhou Yao... The only person who should be here to visit her son was the one who didn't. Come, never, ever.

"Let's take a good rest for a few days. It's okay." Teacher Zou Ping kept comforting them, "Don't worry about the lessons that are missing at school. I'll make up for him later."

Teacher Zhou Ling sat in front of the hospital bed and took a look: "Oh..."

"Be careful in the future, boy." Zhou Ling stretched out her hand to stroke Chen Jia's hair, "Today I scared you, Mr. Zou, to death, and I broke out in sweat!"

"You, at your age, you are about the same age as my brother. My brother is ten years younger than me, and the one who belongs to the sheep is slightly older than you two, so every day I watch you kids making foolish jokes, so I just It's like looking at my younger brother." Zhou Ling's eyes turned red, "Be careful in the future, raising a son is not easy, raising you so big, your mother is so worried about you..."

Teacher Zou Ping still wanted to tell Zhou Yao to go back to class. She glanced at the door of the ward, hesitated, and said nothing.

Let Zhou Yao spend more time talking with Chen Jia, and just miss two classes. Is it so important to study or the child's mood?Zou Ping helped Zhou Yao put a scrape on his forehead with gauze.

The teachers all left first, and Zhou Yao hurriedly sat in front of him: "Jiajia."

Chen Jia lay quietly on the bed, with an oxygen mask covering her face, her eyes flew towards him lightly.

"I was scared to death today too." Zhou Yao said seriously, "You looked scary at the time."

There are still some marks on Chen Jia's forehead and arms, which have faded away.When I first discovered it in the house, the veins on the temples and neck were protruding, and the blood vessels on the back of the arms were also protruding. It may be caused by extreme hypoxia, and it looked terrible.

Zhou Yao shook Chen Jia's left hand that was not receiving the infusion.

"Yaoyao, I..." Chen Jia looked at him for a long time, his eyes half-opened and half-closed, and finally seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, "I have a headache."

"Ah, do you have a headache?" Zhou Yao said, "Then shall I call the doctor?"

Chen Jia's eyes were soft, and his lips moved lightly: "It hurts, I feel uncomfortable."

"I know you are in pain," Zhou Yao said, "You can see a few red lines on the side of your forehead... Does it hurt particularly?"

Zhou Yao hurriedly climbed to the head of the bed, and covered Chen Jia's forehead with both hands, thinking that maybe a hug would stop the pain.He then rubbed Chen Jia's temples and face, his handwork was completely unskilled, and he didn't know how to help the other party relieve the pain, and finally he could only say, "Hold me if it hurts."

He hugged Chen Jia on the hospital bed.

He also had Band-Aids on his forehead and hands, and he cut himself when he drilled the hole, and he didn't feel any pain.

But Chen Jia yelled at him in pain, even such a bear yelled in pain, must it really hurt, it's really uncomfortable.

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In an accident, Chen Jia was lucky enough to save himself from danger, and nothing serious happened.In other words, these trivial things in life are far from being setbacks or tribulations for him.

And this carbon monoxide poisoning was caused by him accidentally.

There is a chimney connected to the stove above each bungalow, which leads directly to the window.A wind bucket is usually installed on the window, because the chimney is afraid that the chimney will not be unblocked, and the wind bucket can send air in to help the ventilation.After burning coal for a long time, a lot of coal ash will always accumulate in the chimney, which is easy to block.

Chen Jia's chimney was dredged in the spring, and the two sides were blocked with newspapers to prevent dirt from entering.He just started heating these two days, and Qu Liandi reminded her son to check if the chimney was ventilated. As a result, Chen Jia was still too old to do his job, and a ball of newspaper was left in the middle of the chimney, so he directly blocked his chimney.

It was only after digging out the chimney again that it was the fault of the pile of waste newspapers, which almost caused him to hang up.

Digging out the chimney to clean up the ashes should be done by every man in the first place, otherwise what else can you expect men to do?However, there is no one else in Chen Jia's family, and he is the man of their family.

At that time in the hospital, Qu Liandi thanked Master Cai who came to visit with fruit, thanked Teacher Zou and Teacher Zhou for his great kindness, and thanked classmate Zhou Yao, a little Bodhisattva who saved his life, and then said: I will ask Chen Mingjian to go to Civil Affairs again tomorrow. No one should persuade him to sign a divorce, this time he must leave and let him go.

Before this day, Qu Liandi might still hold a glimmer of hope in her heart, but at this moment she finally made up her mind to give up any hope.There is no useless man in this world who can be relied on, he can only rely on himself, resolutely leave, and make a clean break from now on.

Teacher Zou went back to school that day, didn't have lunch in time, and was exhausted and sat at his desk.

"Didn't the child burn charcoal on purpose? Was it an accident?" Several other teachers were discussing.

"Accident." Zou Ping said in a low voice, "I know Chen Jia very well. His temper, even if he burns down the house, he won't burn himself down. It's just... life is so difficult, I really love my child."

The rest of the teachers sighed softly in the office, so what if they were sympathetic and distressed, whose life is easy and easy?How much can outsiders help?

"I also feel sorry for Zhou Yao," Teacher Zou changed the subject, "This kid is also unlucky, and I guess he will transfer to another school."

"Where is Zhou Yao going?" the math teacher asked.

"He has a registered permanent residence from another place, and he paid to borrow money to study here. Originally, there was at least one of his father or mother. This formal job transfer will definitely be done, and the child's registered permanent residence and student status will be transferred here. But I heard As I said, it didn’t work out, and the relationship is not good. Ordinarily, Zhou Yao’s parents are very capable and capable people, so this matter is stuck. Those who went to the mountains and went to the countryside, and those who supported the third front line. Those who dial all want to go back to Beijing, and they are desperately seeking connections, how can it be so easy?" Zou Ping sighed, "His mother has already called me, and he may have to transfer back quickly, so he can't stay in Beijing, hey ..."

This turned out to be the case, and a group of teachers began to sigh for Zhou Yao again, feeling very sorry and reluctant.If this child can stay in Beijing, he will still be able to get a little bit of light in going to school and working in the future, right?After tossing and going back again, hey, these two children are too unlucky.

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