Xiaoman

His father said, "Let us in first." Liu Xiaoman didn't know whether he would let us in or not. His father picked up the suitcase and squeezed in directly beside him. Liu Xiaoman staggered, and it was Aunt Mei who helped he.

"I'm going to drop." Cancan said expressionlessly.

"Slow down." She pushed the child into her arms and patted Xiao Man's father, her voice had an accent of a foreigner.

Not strong, but there is.

"Who let you in?" Grandpa finally spoke.

Xiao Man's father paused when he moved things, his voice trembled a little: "Dad..."

"Don't call me dad, I can't bear it." Grandpa took two steps forward, waving his hands like a chicken and a duck, "Go out, go back where you came from."

"Dad!" Xiao Man's father knelt down for him with a "boom", the suitcase was brought to the ground, and the apple rolled to the ground.

"Get out!" Grandpa coughed a lot, took off his slippers and threw them on him.

Xiaoman's father lowered his head and didn't hide, the slippers hit him on the shoulder, Aunt Mei outside the door also knelt down, pulled Cancan out of her arms, slashed a knife at the hollow of his knee, and pressed down on him as well. Kneel down: "Shout Lord!"

"Master." Cancan shrinks her neck and shouts a little scared.

They were all crowded by the door, this kneeling took Liu Xiaoman a little, Liu Xiaoman backed away as if startled, and looked back at his grandfather with round eyes.

What?

What is this all about?

Grandpa stared at them, still coughing, his eyelids were red from the force, not crying, but bloodshot, or angry.

"Let us enter the house first, Dad, Cancan has a fever." Xiaoman's father only said with a sullen head.

A gust of draft blew in, and the stove that burned in the room gathered a thin bit of heat, which was all emptied at once.

Grandpa coughed so much that Liu Xiaoman was worried, and wanted to get him a glass of water, but he was stopped before he walked over: "Xiaoman, you go to school first."

"Master..." Liu Xiaoman was still in a daze.

"Go!" Grandpa gave him a sharp look.

Liu Xiaoman walked downstairs in a daze, and saw Fan Yiyang sitting on the bicycle looking at him, which gave him a sense of reality.

It's like having a short and illogical dream.

He looked back specifically, the corridor was quiet, he... Dad, the woman and child should have already entered the house.

"What happened upstairs?" Fan Yiyang asked him.

"I..." Liu Xiaoman paused for a moment before saying that word, but after meeting him, he felt even more unfamiliar, "Dad is back."

"Ah." Fan Yiyang blinked.

"When I just rode over, I saw two people carrying things..." He pointed upstairs.

"It's them." Liu Xiaoman was numb.

"They?" Fan Yiyang tried to ask, "Auntie is back too?"

Liu Xiaoman couldn't tell why, maybe he was so stunned to the extreme, all his nerves were slowly mutating, hearing Fan Yiyang's question, he suddenly felt very funny.

It just felt that he tried, but couldn't laugh.

"No." He stepped onto Fan Yiyang's bicycle, "It's another aunt."

Fan Yiyang understood for a moment, and wanted to comfort him: "Xiaoman..."

"I also brought a child." Liu Xiaoman continued mechanically, "It's called Cancan."

I don't know if the name is Liu Xiaocan.

He was not consummate enough, and his life was not brilliant at all, so he gave birth to a brilliant one this time.

He thought seriously in his heart.

Fan Yiyang didn't speak any more, and kicked off the bicycle silently.

It's not that Liu Xiaoman never imagined the day when his father came back to live together.

When he was still looking forward to the role of "father".

At that time, the "father" who could get in touch with the most was Fan Yiyang's father, and his fantasy of his father was the image of Fan's father.

Gentle and polite, very neat and tidy, the salary does not need to be so generous, it is enough for the family to eat and drink, take care of the children, love the wife, be polite to everyone, and have a certain amount of advance and retreat.

That image doesn't match up with the person who dragged his family in and knelt at the door because of his greasy face just because of his rush.

Now Liu Xiaoman has no expectations for what kind of father he is, so he doesn't care about his father's image, he just wants to know why he is back now?

Separated from Fan Yiyang at the school gate, he was still thinking about this issue.

It is said that you will come back for the New Year, will you leave after that year?

What would he do if he continued to live?

He was very confused thinking about Cancan, so young, he has never been in contact with children of this age, and he doesn't know if he should be three or four years old or four or five years old.

Where do you live?

There are only two rooms in the house.

"Xiaoman," Fan Yiyang's voice interrupted his train of thought, looking at him worriedly, "Are you okay?"

"En." Liu Xiaoman nodded, he knew he had to adjust his emotions, and when he got to school, he nodded again, "Okay."

"Are you going to leave today after receiving your grades?" Fan Yiyang asked him.

"There is still class in the morning, but it should be over early." Liu Xiaoman said.

"Then you are at noon," Fan Yiyang thought for a while, "wait for me? Or you..."

"I'm fine," Liu Xiaoman finally mobilized all the nerves on his face, and smiled at him, "I have to go back sooner or later, and I have to go back at night if I don't return at noon."

This is true, you have to go home no matter what.Fan Yiyang didn't insist, and persuaded him a few words, but Liu Xiaoman drove him away in turn, telling him to stop and go to class quickly.

Not too many people came to the classroom, and Li Meng Dynasty hadn't arrived yet, Xia Liang was already sitting on the seat, leaning on the stool and playing with his mobile phone.

Liu Xiaoman went to sit down, Xia Liang turned to look at him, he smiled at Xia Liang.

"What's wrong with you?" Xia Liang asked, staring at him directly.

"Huh?" Liu Xiaoman touched his face, he felt that he had recovered quite well when he came up just now, the school is such a place, no matter how uncomfortable or uncomfortable he felt, as soon as he entered the school gate and saw so many people in the sun, he would be happy , I naturally began to digest it myself, I didn't want to appear too out of place with the general environment, and I didn't want more people to pay attention to my negative emotions.

"I'm fine." He said to Xia Liang.

"Really," Xia Liang put down the phone, and tapped the corner of Liu Xiaoman's eyes, "Why do I think you're about to cry?"

Liu Xiaoman was taken aback for a moment, then looked at him for a long time.

He didn't want to cry, really didn't want to cry, from seeing his father's family of three appearing at the door, to just now he didn't want to cry.Liu Xiaoman has always felt that he is a person who tears very little, and he would never think of crying unless it is really urgent.

But with Xia Liang's words, he suddenly felt his nose sour and exhausted all over his body.

"You take me home at noon." He opened his mouth and said to Xia Liang.

"Okay." Xia Liang saw that Liu Xiaoman didn't want to say anything, so he didn't force him to ask, and just smiled, "I'm tired of sending you off for a month, so I'll send you off instead."

Liu Xiaoman lowered his eyes and touched his leg.

The results of the final exam were quite good according to the whole class. The average score has improved in the grade, not the second from the bottom, but the third from the bottom.

Xia Liang did not get 197 points, 130, which is a pity, but it still surprised Liu Xiaoman; the mathematics is still pretty good, and he can reach 92 with one less mistake in multiple choice questions; he also passed English and Chinese, especially Chinese , [-], Shang Liangshan stared at him several times.

"You're fucking on the second line, brother Liang." Wang Chaosou shouted in surprise at this year's score line.

He didn't change much, almost the same as before, while Li Meng skating more than 30 people in one go with the momentum of a wild horse, and went straight to the last ten, with a painful expression on his face that was on the verge of death.

"Second year papers are incomparable." Xia Liang didn't care.

That being said, Liu Xiaoman is still happy for him, as long as he makes progress, he deserves to be happy.

But for himself, he was not happy, and a little depressed.

He regressed.

Not one, but two.

Although it is normal for the top five in the class to fluctuate up and down, and the grade is still within fifty, but just like what Fan Yiyang calculated for him, his grades can't help but have any twists and turns.

Han Xuebi finally made it to the top in the last ranking of the semester. She performed exceptionally well and scored 131 in Chinese and full marks in English.

"It's too big!" Someone shouted in the back row.

Liu Xiaoman looked at her straight back and thought that after the parents came that time, they should have put a lot of pressure on her.

Yu Shou has also improved, [-] to [-] points more than the last exam. It is estimated that the words of Han Xuebi's parents have stimulated him a lot.

He himself should be under pressure.

Liu Xiaoman looked at his score strip, thought about the people in the house, faces and chaotic scenes flashed before his eyes, he closed his eyes anxiously.

It really won't work like this.

Really can not.

When the anxiety was about to converge into irritability, Xia Liang's warm hand pinched the back of his neck.

Liu Xiaoman looked up at him.

"Don't go home after school, let's find a place to hug and cry together." Xia Liang said.

As soon as he spoke, Liu Xiaoman had a picture. Thinking of that picture, he couldn't help laughing. He slapped Xia Liang's hand away and whispered, "I'm sick."

"Then what to do, I'm all hooked, you cry with me when you get 200 in the exam," Xia Liang also smiled, and looked at him with his face on the back of his hand, "I didn't pass the exam, so I have to cry with you instead."

"You're fine, 197, rounded up to 200." Liu Xiaoman lay on the table tiredly and looked at him.

"Then why are you uncomfortable?" Xia Liang looked at him, "You are only two multiple-choice points behind Han Xuebi, and you are still number one after rounding up."

Liu Xiaoman didn't speak.

This is not the same.

"Next time, make up for the lost points. If you make a mistake, make up two points. If you lose one point, you will get two points." The phone vibrated, Xia Liang took it out to have a look, pressed it, threw it back into the table bucket, and plucked Liu Xiaoman's hair Continue to say to him, "Take the exam again after school starts, and get all the points back."

Xia Liang's fingers are very long, and his hand is a circle bigger than his. Every time he strokes through his hair, it feels comfortable, and the feeling it brings is completely different from Fan Yiyang's.

It is also a person who can give strength, but there are really big differences between people.

Xia Liang's strength is very random, his words are random, and his actions are also random, but such easy and casual encouragement can always make him feel comfortable.

Liu Xiaoman wanted him to touch it for a while, or to rub his forehead in his palm, but he couldn't.

"En." He could only agree, and slowly blinked again.

He said that he still had to attend classes all morning, and it ended in the fourth quarter. After finishing the winter vacation homework on the whole blackboard, and listening to Shang Liangshan babbling a few words, when he came out of school, it was just [-]:[-] .

"Going out to play tomorrow?" Li Meng asked half-deadly when they parted at the school gate.

"Can you still play?" Xia Liang almost made him laugh.

"Let's go home and die first." Chao Chao patted him on the shoulder.

The third year students are still in class, and the second year students are separated in all directions at the intersection, and there are not many students left on the road.

"How to send it, go straight home from here, or go through the alley?" Xia Liang asked Liu Xiaoman after comparing each direction while waiting for the traffic light.

"Alley." Liu Xiaoman thought for a while.

He was still a little reluctant to go back and face those three so soon.

What did you say when you went back?

"Go." The green light jumped over, and Xia Liang gave him a push.

It is a short distance from the intersection to the entrance of the alley. There are several food shops on the road, and there are small vendors selling snacks on the side of the road from time to time, pushing small carts and waiting for business.

This section of the road is a bit lively today. Someone seems to be arguing at the cotton candy stand in front of it. A child is crying at the top of his voice, causing passers-by to slow down and look at it.

A woman can be heard yelling across the crowd: "Look at the child, we will buy it if we want to eat it, we will buy it even if it is damaged by you, you won't be a big old man competing with a doll Who are you rushing at? Everyone give a comment—"

The voice is not small, the speed of speech is fast, with a bit of an accent of a foreigner.

Liu Xiaoman stopped.

Xia Liang didn't have any interest in watching this kind of excitement, so he was dragged for a long time and couldn't get away, which was troublesome.

He wanted to leave with Liu Xiaoman, but Liu Xiaoman didn't move, Xia Liang turned to look at him, and found that his face was in an indescribably bewildered and ugly expression.

"What's wrong?" He quickly pulled Liu Xiaoman away.

"Look... Hey! Xiao Man!" The woman yelled at the same time, and strode over, "Is it Xiao Man?"

Xia Liang and Liu Xiaoman could only look back.

"I took Cancan out to buy things, and I got lost, and this candy stick seller was still arguing with me, and he was so annoying even after giving him money." Aunt Mei rushed to sell cotton candy as if she had met her own. The peddler rolled his eyes, Ren'er, happily straightened his back, and walked over with a plastic bag in one hand and Cancan, who was crying crookedly, in the other.

"Let's go home, your dad is still cooking and waiting for you at home!" She tugged Liu Xiaoman with great strength, and she was pulling on his empty sleeve.Unprepared, Liu Xiaoman slapped her hand.