who called him an onion essence

Yang Sheng believed that there was no discussion about going to school, and he had to go.

But Yang Cong has reservations about this and has his own ideas.

Neither of them knew what the other was thinking.

Yang Sheng never paid much attention to the changes in the neighborhood. For example, the flower shop he visited seemed to be closed, or there was an elementary school on Guangming Road a few years ago. To him, he just heard the news a few days ago.But after raising Yang Cong, he paid attention to these things. That day, he knew from the owner of the small supermarket that there was a suitable elementary school nearby. When he got back, he asked the neighbors—it turns out that the neighbor’s son will go to school there next year. .

"It's not bad, Lao Liu and I went to see it." The woman said clearly about her son, "My family's incarnate devil will definitely go there. Now everyone pays attention to sharding. It doesn't matter if you don't have money. It doesn't matter what you say. Fortunately, the elementary school It’s not bad, but middle and high school are troublesome…”

Yang Sheng frowned subconsciously: "Yes, there are junior and senior high schools."

Yang Cong, who squatted on the ground and pretended to be having fun with the little boy, moved his ears, and there was a trace of helplessness on his face that no one noticed.

In terms of reading, the two adhere to completely different directions.

Yang Sheng had suffered enough from his lack of education, even though he later met a good master and inherited the stewed vegetable shop, he still felt uneasy when he dreamed back at midnight.Now with Yang Cong, he almost without thinking, wants to give the other party the best and most suitable things.Not only is it a good elementary school, but he also hopes that Yang Cong will have a bright future in junior high school and even university in the future.Yang Sheng himself has no great ambitions, it was only when he met Yang Cong that he changed his disposition of not seeming to care about anything.

As for Yang Cong, who understood the meaning of "elementary school" from a few words, he repelled from the bottom of his heart to leave Yang Sheng's side.For him, Yang Sheng is the only one who can take care of him since he was born with spiritual wisdom, the only one.Although the monster wants to find a chance to integrate into human society, he can't bear not seeing each other for so long.

Seeing Yang Cong's expression, the little boy who was pushing the toy car stopped, and looked over suspiciously: "Don't you want to play?"

Yang Cong glared at him angrily. The two looked about the same age, but in fact Yang Cong's temperament was much more mature—to some extent, his growth rate was astonishing, and he had already learned to put a layer on himself. Illusion, an illusion used to confuse Yang Sheng.

The little boy who didn't know why curled his lips, feeling aggrieved.

The adults who were chatting didn't notice the undercurrent surging here. After a while, the woman poured out everything she knew like beans, her throat was slightly dry, and she drank all the tea in the cup.Yang Sheng was a little embarrassed. He originally wanted to give some special products from his hometown, but he accepted a favor.The woman didn't care, and repeatedly praised Yang Cong for being sensible and well-behaved by him, much better than his own little bastard.

The little boy who was shot by his mother covered his face: "...Oh."

Yang Cong didn't bother to play dumb, so he got up and ran to Yang Sheng's side, lying on his lap to act like a baby. "Are you tired?" Hearing the other party's question, he nodded without answering.

"Then let's go first, thank you." Yang Sheng didn't see that Yang Cong was pretending, reached out to hug him, and said to the woman while gently stroking his back.

The woman was very enthusiastic: "Okay, okay, come back next time, you don't have to bring things over, you are all neighbors." In the past, Yang Sheng also liked to give them braised vegetables from the store, or bring some special products after returning to his hometown, so the whole family knew about it. Yang Sheng looked cold, but was very hot inside. He was a good man.

The little boy's eyes were full of reluctance, and he looked up at Yang Cong who deliberately turned his face away.

Yang Cong, who was pierced by that gaze, waved at him perfunctorily.

At the same time there is a great sense of resistance to a school where there may be many similar children.

"Uncle, I'm not going." After returning home, Yang Cong said suddenly.

Yang Sheng didn't hear it clearly, and asked instead: "What?"

Yang Cong raised his voice angrily: "Don't go to school!"

"Compulsory education, all children must go." Yang Sheng stated the facts very flatly, even though Yang Cong may not understand what the national regulations are, but it is true, and he must go to school if he wants to conceal his identity.

"I'm doing really well at home too!"

Yang Cong's memory is very good, and he almost has a photographic memory. These days, he has read all the textbooks bought by Yang Sheng.

Yang Sheng, who had dropped out of school, was unmoved, and touched his unhappy little head: "There is still a lot of knowledge, which can't be understood just by looking at it." Yang Sheng's own level is not enough, and he will soon be unable to teach Yang Cong. Delayed each other's life.

"I don't!" Yang Cong shook his head desperately.

But it's not something you can reject with a tantrum.

Seeing his stupidity, Yang Sheng was also angry. He knelt down and straightened the little guy's drooping head with his hands, forcing him to look at him: "Only by studying can you find a good job. In the future..." He paused, and will get married Swallow these super-classical words about having a child, "I'm old, what should you do?"

Yang Cong was shocked, tears overflowed from his eyes, and a faint spicy smell filled the air: "I, I will grow old too!" You can't just leave yourself alone.

Yang Sheng was about to be laughed out of anger, but his expression became colder and colder: "If I was able to study before, and now I am promising, I won't be afraid of not being able to protect you." If he is not just the owner of a braised vegetable shop, but With power and power, how could he be afraid of Yang Cong's abnormality being discovered?It's not just a question of whether to read or not. If people around him notice Yang Cong's unusualness, it may put Yang Cong in danger in the future.There are often similar plots in those movies. He doesn't want to watch Yang Cong locked up in the laboratory for the rest of his life, or even turned into sliced ​​onions.

"I can protect myself..." Yang Cong's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally became a sob in his throat.Presumably he himself knows that he must conceal his identity in this world, otherwise even Yang Sheng will...

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that some things can't be done willfully.

Seeing that he suddenly stopped talking and was crying silently, Yang Sheng couldn't help but feel soft-hearted, and wiped the tears on his face with his palm: "Okay, be good."

Yang Cong sniffed: "Yes."

In order to show that he really didn't lose his temper, Yang Cong finally agreed to go to see the environment of the elementary school with Yang Sheng, and get all the necessary proof materials by the way.

The next day, Yang Sheng closed the shop early.It happened to be the time for elementary school students to finish their classes. The closer he and Yang Cong got to the school, the more noise they could hear.Yang Cong held a glass of juice in his hand, and sucked it in small sips. Yang Sheng bought it for him from a small roadside shop. There are many snack shops and stationery shops here.

At this time, many cars were parked in front of the school. Obviously, many parents were worried about their children and came to pick them up in person.Primary school students came out one after another, in small groups, some were taken away by their parents, dancing and talking about what they did in school today; Good friend's hand.Most of the children have bright smiles on their faces. Perhaps the learning tasks in elementary school are not too heavy, or they are just young, and the fear of homework is far less than the joy of get out of class.

Yang Sheng was fascinated by it, and couldn't help imagining Yang Cong running towards him with his schoolbag on his back, or with friends he knew, in short, like all children, having a good time.

As for grades, smart and well-behaved children are never bad.

No matter how bad it is, he and Yang Cong still have land in their hometown, which is divided by the village, and they will not die of starvation when they go back to farm.

Yang Cong, who was very smart but not well-behaved, frowned and looked at those children who couldn't stop for a moment with disgust, just like seeing the neighbor's youngest son.Thinking that in a few months, he himself would become one of them, Yang Cong felt heavy in his heart.

Yang Sheng took the child and easily entered the school, walked around, and carefully observed the environment.Because the school is very new, the teaching buildings are very beautiful, maybe the teachers are not particularly experienced, but judging from the end-of-term commendations posted on the bulletin board downstairs, the students' grades seem to be good. "Do you like it?" Yang Sheng looked around, and picked up the one that was too lazy to go with him on the way, with anticipation in his tone.

After Yang Cong finished drinking the juice, he squeezed the plastic cup and said, "I don't like it."

"Then read it here." Yang Sheng didn't take his words to heart, knowing that this guy was stubborn, so he kissed him gently on the face.

Yang Cong, who was hit by the sugar-coated shell, blushed, and the boredom in his heart faded a little.

After visiting the school, Yang Sheng didn't stop, and took Yang Cong to the nearby street office to ask how to handle the required documents.After learning that Yang Cong could be enrolled in primary school with certificates and introductions, the smile on his lips widened, and he subconsciously clenched Yang Cong's little hand.

After staring at his expression for a long time, Yang Cong secretly sighed, and finally resigned to his fate.

There is still a period of time until September, and the relevant materials can just be completed, but Yang Sheng has to make a few more trips, which is a bit hard.After a period of time, Yang Cong watched him rush about studying for himself, and felt even more uncomfortable in his heart. He timidly decided to study hard and win over those silly children.

Noticing the change in Yang Cong's attitude, Yang Sheng felt relieved and had better expectations for the future.

The author has something to say: Nine-year compulsory education, you can't escape ()