Ten Ways Not Having a Cheats Leads to Flooding

Yuanyang is really a good boy who knows how to repay his kindness, and his hope value immediately increased by 5. Although it is still -70 now, compared with the initial -80, Tao Mujia has been relieved a lot. After all, he is a child, and his mind is stronger than that of an adult. Easier to shake.

The two hugged for a long time at the stairs, Tao Mujia felt the scars on his face were aching from the cold, so he put Yuan Yang's hat on with his hands, and led him to the classroom.

Ding Xiaole's matter was exposed by Ding's parents, and Yuanyang also apologized and wrote a letter of guarantee, no matter how rascal they are, they have no reason to come and make trouble.

Tao Mujia led Yuanyang to the door of the classroom, and now the second class was over, the sportsman's march was playing on the radio, all the students in the class came out to line up, Tao Mujia let him stand in the line, and handed him 20 yuan Qian told him to eat well at noon.

Yuanyang hesitated to speak, and handed the bag of QQ jelly candies clutched in his pocket to Tao Mujia, Tao Mujia waved his hand and let him eat by himself.

Because Tao Mujia was on leave due to work-related injuries, the Chinese teacher became the acting head teacher, waiting downstairs early for the sports committee to lead the two teams down.

Because Yuanyang was short, he always stood in the front row. He looked back as he walked forward, and he could only see Tao Mujia waving at him calmly. He quickly turned down the stairs, and Tao Mujia was surrounded by crowds of people. drowned.

Although Yuanyang has a withdrawn personality, he is quite obedient, and he will not fight back if others do not provoke him. Tao Mujia left the school with peace of mind, and walked towards the shopping mall.

1551 Strange: What are you doing?Don't care about the face injury?

Tao Mujia lightly touched the wounds at the corners of his eyes and behind his ears, and couldn't help hissing.

Tao Mujia: It still hurts.

1551: Your reflex arc is too long.

Tao Mujia: But there is no rush, I will withdraw some money to buy things first.

Next to the shopping mall is the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China. Tao Mujia took the card and withdrew 1000 yuan, which was equivalent to one-third of his meager salary. I went to the Youth Palace and signed up Yuan Yang for a winter vacation sketching class with 500 lessons for [-] yuan.

1551: You don't even ask his wishes?

Tao Mujia: It’s not too late to ask him when he comes back. If I asked him directly, he would definitely not say that he wanted to enroll in the class, but I signed up for him. If he doesn’t want to, just don’t go.

1551 expressed his conviction: If he didn't go, wouldn't the 500 yuan be in vain?Five hundred is not a small number in this era.

Tao Mujia: It's okay, it's not my money anyway.

1551: ...

After Tao Mujia finished these, he returned home with a bunch of art supplies, opened up a corner of the study room on his balcony, placed a clean log-colored easel, and put the drawing board on it.

The warm winter sun just came through the window and hit the drawing board, giving it a little fresh smell.

Tao Mujia looked at the small studio he had built for Yuanyang with satisfaction, and tied a bow on the easel with pink satin in a wicked way.

"That's it, you're done." Tao Mujia was in a good mood, the depression of being beaten in the morning was gone, he treated the wound casually, thinking that Yuanyang was malnourished, Tao Mujia went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables again.

1551 Seeing him enjoying being the husband of the family, he deeply felt that the words of being pregnant and stupid for three years were extremely correct.

Tao Mujia stewed bone broth at home and prepared to take it to Yuan Yang.Fortunately, Jiang Xiaobai is a person who knows how to live, and everything in the small house is readily available.

Five o'clock in the afternoon happened to be dinner time, and Tao Mujia walked to the door of the classroom with the insulated box.Children of this age rely on robbing when they go out to eat, and they ran away in the classroom just after the bell rang, only a few came out to say hello to him to show politeness.

Tao Mujia entered the door halfway, and saw Yuanyang lying on the table, as if asleep.

Yuanyang was the only one left in the classroom, Tao Mujia stepped lightly over the pile of books on the ground, and pressed Yuanyang's shoulder.

Yuan Yang suddenly raised his head and met Tao Mujia's concerned eyes.

"Why didn't you go to eat?" Tao Mujia wanted to stop him halfway, but he didn't expect that he didn't plan to go out at all. If he didn't come to deliver the meal, the child would probably be hungry.

Yuanyang didn't dare to look at him, and whispered that he had eaten.

"What to eat?"

Yuan Yang murmured and did not speak.

Tao Mujia sighed, put the thermos box on his desk, moved a stool and sat down beside him.

"Eat it while it's hot."

Yuanyang really whipped his whip like a donkey, and finally he was willing to eat. He carefully moved the incubator to the front, and when he opened it, the aroma and heat from the store made him burst into tears.A small box contains vegetables, a small box contains rice, and the bottom is full of bone soup.

Yuanyang swallowed indistinctly, and his hand holding the chopsticks trembled a little.

Afraid of his embarrassment, Tao Mujia picked up a book and looked at it, and finally got a Chinese book. Tao Mujia still remembered those texts, but his attention was attracted by the pictures on it. Yuanyang drew everything in the textbook. There are all kinds of strange species, and some of them have even become a story.

Tao Mujia laughed when he looked at it. A person's work can best reflect his psychology. Yuan Yang obviously lives in such a bad environment, but what he draws is a scene of several children shopping for candy and strolling on the road together.

Yuanyang glanced at Tao Mujia out of the corner of his eye while eating, this was the first time he saw Tao Mujia laughing, he was completely different from his usual serious and calm appearance.

His ears turned slightly red.

It's pretty good, he will like my painting.

The thought that popped up in his heart shocked Yuan Yang. He never expected anyone to like the things he drew blindly in textbooks. He had never received formal teaching, and he did not have suitable drawing tools. He just bit by bit He described those things that he dreamed of, those things that seemed ordinary and childish to others.

Tao Mujia looked for Yuanyang's paintings page by page in the textbook, and Yuanyang said he had finished eating only halfway through.Tao Mujia looked at it, and it was clean, as if he had washed the heat preservation box, he was very hungry.

Dare to say that he has eaten it like this, Tao Mujia almost wants to knock him on the head.

"Is it tasty?"

Yuan Yang nodded, raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth.

"..." Tao Mujia didn't have time to wash the clothes with distress, and he glanced at something sharply. He stretched out his hand and pulled it out of Yuanyang's pocket. It was the 20 yuan he gave Yuanyang in the morning. Tao Mujia picked it Eyebrow, "what's going on?"

Yuan Yang froze there and didn't move, his neck seemed to be shortened by a section.

Tao Mujia was really convinced.

"You have to eat well in the future, you know?"

Yuan Yang nodded again.

Educating a child requires patience. Tao Mujia patted his head and whispered softly, "Don't worry about the money the teacher gave you. The teacher does not lack this money. The teacher hopes that you will be well. Can you do it?"

Yuan Yang nodded, and said: "Yes."

"Do your homework well in the evening self-study. If you don't know how to keep it, I will pick you up in the evening." Tao Mujia couldn't say anything else, and left with the insulated box after a few instructions.

Yuanyang held the 20 yuan in his hand, and after Tao Mujia left, he spread out the banknotes on the table, and wrote down "20" on his few draft papers. This was his first fortune, and it was Teacher Jiang Xiaobai gave it to him.Yuanyang twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly, he folded the 20 yuan neatly and put it in the innermost layer of his schoolbag.

Today Yuanyang was unexpectedly serious. He finished his homework during evening self-study, and when Tao Mujia came to pick him up, there were only a few English and math problems left, which were trivial matters for Tao Mujia.

When returning home, Tao Mujia asked Yuanyang to close his eyes first, Yuanyang was stunned for a while.

His parents once asked him to close his eyes when he was very young, and then took him to a nearby garbage dump. Yuanyang didn't open his eyes until the two walked for a long time. It was also a snowy winter at that time. Yuanyang cried heart-rendingly, and fell asleep next to the garbage dump. Fortunately, he was seen by the people who got up early to pick up the garbage, otherwise he would have frozen to death in the garbage dump. The garbage pickers were in the same building as him. After taking him back, he still clearly remembered how bad his parents looked at that time.

Although Yuanyang didn't know what Tao Mujia meant, he struggled a bit and closed his eyes.

Tao Mujia's warm hand covered his cold hand clenched into a fist. He heard the sound of the door opening and closing again. Tao Mujia pushed him into the bedroom, and then let him stand where he was. He heard "click" With a click, the photosensitive system of the eyes felt the warm light.

"Open your eyes and see."

Yuanyang opened his eyes, and saw the easel and drawing board on the balcony, and a long table next to it with basic books on sketching, and a complete set of pencils, erasers and watercolors.

His eyes suddenly blurred, Yuanyang was stunned, he didn't even feel that the sides of his nose were completely wet with tears, his lips moved, before he could say thank you, Tao Mujia held another note in front of him , Yuanyang took it with a trembling hand, and wiped his eyes hard with the back of his hand to make his vision less blurred.

This is a receipt, which says the basic sketch class of the Youth Palace, five hundred.

Yuan Yang's hands trembled, as if the paper weighed a thousand catties, his back slowly bent, his face became a little wrinkled, his nose flapped and opened, and a suppressed sobbing sound came out from the corner of his mouth.Tears fell one drop after another, forming many small splashes on the laminate floor.

Tao Mujia looked at him crying and laughing, he hugged Yuanyang into his arms, stroked his back little by little, and comforted him softly: "Don't cry, don't cry, if you really love, you must not Live up to your expectations."

Yuan Yang didn't expect much from himself at first, but now he seems to have something worth looking forward to.

In his short life, it is not that no good people helped him, but no one could pull him out of the abyss. It is an unavoidable misfortune for him to be born in such a family, and the help of others is only out of The sympathy of the weak, they have no obligation to pull him out of the abyss.

At the age of 13, he already understood a lot of human feelings and worldly conditions. He thought that no one would give him hope, and death would be his last relief. But now, the person in front of him told him not to let himself down.

He has a way to go, although he doesn't know how far he can go, but at least now, he will go on.

"Thank you, teacher."

Wanted a value of +10, now want a value of -60.

Tao Mujia smiled, not only happy for the increased hope, but also happy for Yuan Yang.