Yufeng

"Is he... always silent?" The man was confused, and turned to ask the mother.

The woman smiled and actively promoted: "It's not very talkative, but it doesn't matter, he likes to be quiet and not mischievous, so he is easy to take care of."

Uncle Li nodded slightly, and turned his gaze back to the child's face.

Jiang Gu was also staring at him, staring at the Adam's apple that rolled up and down due to talking, and the stubble of the beard, which was densely spread, these are things that a teenage child would not have.

Will this man be like his father, who beats people when he loses his temper?Will you be so drunk all day long?

Jiang Kui weighed the difference in the eyes of men and made habitual comparisons.

"Is a quiet little guy a little autistic?" Uncle Li couldn't help muttering.

The two adults seemed to have a lot to talk about, so Jiang Kui was asked to go back to the room.

He closed the door, and found an iron-shell mooncake box from the messy bed, which contained many Superman stickers.

No one among the classmates liked these outdated heroes anymore. They would laugh at Jiang Zuo, who looked at the stickers for a long time, calling him "a fool who didn't grow up".

So Jiang Gu could only go home and close the door, savoring the heroic appearance of Supermen in battle alone.

The little boy’s hero world lacks the greatness of confronting evil forces to the death. What he fantasizes most is letting Superman grab Chen Yan’s pigtails and make her cry, or throw the bullying boy in the urinal. Boring trivia.

I don't understand what Uncle Li's "autism" means, so it shouldn't be a good comment.

He had imagined Superman trampling his dad under his feet, only to be kicked by his alcoholic dad that night.The horrific coincidence terrified him, but for the strange man who might never see him again, Jiang Ku let Superman give Uncle Li a hard lesson.

It can be seen from this that Jiang Ku didn't understand the adults' conversation at all, and he didn't know that the father who killed someone while drunk driving would no longer take care of him after his mother left.

He only knew that his mother would probably leave again, but it was only a matter of time before his mother went abroad or went to a man's house.

Jiang Kui didn't know anything about the major changes in his family, and his world could still maintain a simple black and white.

Now in this simple world, Superman is teaching everyone who treats Jiang Kuang badly.

But the number of these people is always uncertain, because Jiang Kuang can't tell whether some people treat him well or not, such as his mother.

His mother's tenderness always makes him nostalgic, but more of it is loss.

After each tenderness, his mother would disappear for a long time, leaving him alone with his violent and irritable father.When she shows up at home next time, she will quarrel with her father for days and nights, as if she came back just to quarrel.

But she was always very gentle to Jiang Kuo, hugging him, bathing him, cutting his hair, taking him to buy new clothes, etc., and then leaving suddenly, and so on.

She always said, "Jiang Ku, the only thing mom worries about is you."

She added: Mom actually likes you, but you look too much like your father.

Jiang Ku doesn't quite understand the meaning of these words, is it wrong for him to look like his father?

There are many strange truths in this world, none of which can be understood by a young boy.

When Superman knocked Uncle Li down and stomped him underfoot, the door was opened.

The woman sat on the edge of the bed, looking thoughtfully at her son who had fallen asleep with stickers in his hand.

Her hair was greasy, and there was a thick layer of dirt hidden in her small neck, which made her frown.

She remembered that she had bathed the child before she left last time. Could it be that no one has bathed him again in these long months?Think about it too, how could an alcoholic who can't even take care of himself think of bathing his child.

And now she is going to leave the child in the care of an unmarried single man, I am afraid that the future situation will be equally unpredictable.

It's a pity that the guilt didn't show up, so I was suppressed by the irritability.

There is a bit of melancholy of parting in this irritability, and the blood and flesh of the October pregnancy is not an experience that can be erased casually.

But the reality is always helpless, she knows that her son's fate in the future depends entirely on his own luck.

Soothe the guilt, reach out and stroke the child's messy hair and smudged little face.

The delicate and delicate facial features are all inherited from his father, who looked down upon and useless, which made her expression slowly turn cold.

"mom……"

Jiang Ku woke up and looked at the woman in confusion.

Mom frowned: "Why did you get out of school today? The teacher just called to ask."

Jiang Ku bit his lip and said nothing, he knew that saying nothing would be a good reason.

"Don't do this again." The mother didn't want to hear the reason, she sighed to herself, "Jiang Zhu, you are already a big boy, you have to be good, sensible and obedient, and people will like you."

Jiang Ku listened to the training in a daze.

"Mom is leaving, from now on... from now on, you have to take care of yourself."

Hearing leaving, Jiang Ku opened his mouth carefully.

"Mom, where are you going?"

"It's far away." The woman replied vaguely, reaching out to hug her son.

"Then when will you be back?" Jiang Gu asked quickly again.

The woman didn't answer, but pressed her forehead against her son's forehead and rubbed his soft, thin hair.

"From now on, you must be good, remember, you must be good." She repeatedly urged.

Jiang Kui nodded vigorously.

Today's mother seems to be very gentle, so gentle that he decided not to call Superman to embarrass her.

The mother's gentleness lasted for nearly a month. She washed, cooked and tidied up the messy home, and had the mottled walls repainted.

Jiang Ku almost forgot that a man called Dad had disappeared for a long time.

His life seemed to be becoming as normal as the other students. Among other things, at least his sloppy appearance had greatly improved.

A suit of underwear can often emit the fragrance of laundry detergent, and the hair is washed fluffy and clean, lining the same clean little face, making Jiang Kuan less annoying.

The mid-term exam has finally arrived, because it involves grades for admission, which is more important than the mid-term exam for ordinary grades.

But Jiang Ku only did a few questions and was the first to hand in the paper.

He really couldn't do it, and not long after the exam, Chen Yan, who was sitting in front of him, gave a report in a high-pitched voice.

"Teacher, Jiang Kuo peeked at my paper!"

Jiang Ku was overwhelmed by her false accusation, and curled up on the desk without any refutation.

In fact, it was impossible for his eyes to see through Chen Yan, who was halfway up her head, and see her paper.

Fortunately, the teacher just stared at him and didn't say anything harsh.

But being full of grievances made the ability to do the questions fall to the point where it couldn't be lowered. Jiang Kui imagined Superman ripping off the proud ponytail in front of him, and then handed over the blank test paper to the stage.

"You're going to middle school, Jiang Ku, you can't go on like this." The teacher sighed behind his back.

Jiang Kuo lowered his head, led his own lonely shadow, and walked out of the examination room slowly.

Walking past the place where he was punished to stand not long ago, he carefully looked for the engraving on the wall, but he was not interested in measuring it.

Compared with many troubles, the joy of growing up always comes long after.

When he opened the door, he was a little worried that his mother would ask him about the exam.

Feeling a little flustered, I gently pushed open the door, but I didn't see my mother who was sitting on the sofa with a facial mask and watching TV.

There was the sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen, but it was still far from dinner time.

Jiang Ku walked towards the kitchen suspiciously.

"came back?"

A tall, unfamiliar man came out of the kitchen, lifted his apron and was wiping his hands.