Happy Life [Rebirth]

"elder sister……"

I opened my mouth to call Wanwan, constantly reflecting on myself in my heart.

I told myself, Yang Lu, although you look 11 years old, the soul under your skin is already 29 years old, you shouldn't use your adult thinking to ask a 14-year-old girl, let alone I know better but.

I used to be precocious is not a kind of sadness.

There are very few children who are born precocious, and most precocious children have their own misfortunes. I should feel grateful that Wanwan is different from me. I am grateful that the two of us are not separated in this life, and that our adoptive parents are so loving. us.

"Sister, don't think so."

I went to grab Wanwan's hand, but Wanwan didn't hide, she held my small hand with her big hand, Wanwan's hand was very soft, the girl's bones were slender and light, holding her hand seemed to be soft even to the bones.

"Father and mother are very good. They want to support us. They..." I was a little annoyed that I was not a person who could speak. I tried my best to organize my words, but I could only hesitate and continue, "It's not easy for them. .”

In fact, I understand that it is not easy for anyone. Most people in this world do not live according to their own will. The fact of living itself seems to have exhausted the strength of a lifetime.

Living itself is a very hard thing.

"I……"

Wanwan took my hand, she opened her mouth, I listened carefully to Wanwan's words, but there was no more, when I raised my head to look at Wanwan, I only saw Wanwan's face dripping tears.

Wanwan let go of my hand, and kept wiping away her tears with both hands. She sobbed and said, "I... I know that Mom and Dad are very kind to me, but, but I still feel so ashamed. Xiaolu, I also want a lot of pocket money, I want my own bedroom...I want a lot of new clothes...I want to go shopping after school like other girls, Xiaolu...I..."

As I listened to Wanwan's words, she had nothing to say in the end, only sobbing sadly.

I have a lot of truths in my heart that I can tell her that being poor is not shameful, not to mention that we can at least have enough to eat, and we can buy one or two new clothes every season. There are still poorer people than us who can't even eat ...

At this time, she had already reached the door of the house, and Wanwan sniffed the dripping snot vigorously. She took out the key and was about to open the door, when she suddenly turned her head and showed me a big, bitter smile.

Wan Wan said to me with such a smile: "This is the last time, I won't cry next time, in fact... In fact, we are more than the top and the bottom."

I looked at Wanwan, and in the end I could only reach out and hold her hand tightly.

After two lifetimes, I finally realized that the terrible thing in life is never poverty, but the spiritual depression brought about by poverty.

It was so uncomfortable, I looked at Wanwan, I couldn't empathize with her, I was no longer a real child.

But when I looked at her, I seemed to see a thick and viscous black liquid all over her body. The liquid was bitter and sad, and it was about to swallow my sister.

My older sister should have been like her peers, wearing nice dresses in summer and down jackets in winter, instead of going through a season with school uniforms and two clothes bought at street stalls seven days a week.

She should smile like a flower like other 14-year-old girls, and the beauty is a flower that is about to bloom.

"Sister..." Entering the room, Wanwan was about to pull out her hand to heat up lunch, I called her, Wanwan turned around, and I told Wanwan seriously, "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer... I will find a way Profitable."

Wanwan burst out laughing with a "puchi", she laughed and let out a snot bubble, ran to the toilet, tore up the paper and blew her nose, came out and looked at me, looked at her and rubbed her eyes: "Yang Lu, Don't say that...really, I'm more ashamed than before when you say that."

After Wan Wan said this, she didn't let me bring it up again. She repeatedly said that it was fine if she had cried, and repeatedly told me not to tell my parents.

I promised Wanwan not to tell my parents, and that night Wanwan went to help the wonton stand as usual, and both my parents and I found that something had changed in Wanwan.

Yesterday, she was obviously twitchy and couldn't let go of her hands and feet. Today, she is running around delivering wontons to guests with a smile on her face.

Xia Chaobei and Lin Shuzhen looked relieved and murmured at the same time. When a customer saw the two and a half-year-old children in this small stall, they would always ask: "Hey, boss, your child? You are so sensible!"

Lin Shuzhen is always very emotional, and when I got home that night, I saw her secretly wiping tears again.

I know that my mother is blaming herself for not being able to provide Wanwan and me with a better life. The company of Lin Shuzhen and Xia Chaobei is not only bankrupt, but also owes a foreign debt.

At the beginning, she and Xia Chaobei were under a lot of pressure. They thought about sending Wanwan and me back to the orphanage and wait for adoption by a family with better conditions.But I was really worried that the new family would not treat our two children well, so in the end I gritted my teeth and insisted on keeping Wanwan and me.

I remember the tears my mother shed at night, and those longing and reluctant eyes when she wanted to send me and Wanwan away because life was too hard.

I know that my departure can at least reduce the burden of this poor family, but I'm sorry mom, I want to stay, I want to be with you, my father and my sister, and I also want to get the happiness that ordinary people can get.

In those days, it wasn't just my father and mother who couldn't sleep at night. In my previous life, I tossed and turned only because of Gu Tingsheng. In this life, I couldn't sleep because of my selfishness.

I can only tell myself that maybe there is a god in this world, and he gave me a chance to regain a new life, so why not encourage me to pursue and make up for my regretful life.

What do I want in my life, I thought it was Gu Tingsheng, but it is not, what I want in my life is warmth, happiness and no longer being alone.

I also want to come into this world amid laughter, and bid farewell to flowers amidst weeping.

I want a fulfilling life without regrets, and I want a life that can be called happiness.

I hope that when I die, when I return to the dust, my epitaph will read thus--

His name is Yang Lu, he has been here, and he is very happy.

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Wanwan's incident made me shorten the review time of the daily high school courses again, and prepare to free up time to start writing manuscripts.

The next day, I went to report to class [-] of the first grade of junior high school, and the eyes of the students in class [-] were all on my face without exception.

I've heard many students say, "He's so small, does he look like 11?"

Carrying my schoolbag, I thought silently that I would be twelve in two months. Looking around at the students in Class [-], their morning teacher hadn't come yet, and the students didn't feel much that they were still chatting and didn't have morning reading.

I just casually asked a boy in Class [-]: "Are there any vacancies?"

As a result, the boy stood up, stretched out his hand and gestured at the top of my head, and then said, "Aren't you a skipping student in class two?"

I looked up at him: "You are not much higher than me."

Gu Tingsheng was more than a head taller than me in the second grade of junior high school, but this boy was only half a head taller than me, gesticulating something, and then I said: "From now on, I will be in Class [-]. Teacher Chen will transfer me to another class."

"Huh?" The boy looked confused.

Another boy came over and smiled: "Does Teacher Chen value you so much that he asked you to come over from class two? I remember, you are the first in age!"

"Are there any seats available?"

I asked again. At this time, the head teacher of Class [-] entered the class. The two boys rushed back to their seats like rabbits, picked up the books and pretended to start morning reading.

The head teacher of Class [-] called me over and looked at me carefully with his head down. He complained a bit and said, "It's really small."

Then he clapped his hands, and the sound of reading in Class [-] stopped, and he said: "Students, this is Yang Lu, and he will be a member of our class from now on. Everyone has seen that Yang Lu is very young, and our class— —Especially boys, don’t let me find out that there are people who bully children, do you hear me?”

When he said this, there was a burst of laughter first. I was carrying my schoolbag and just wanted to find a seat and start my morning reading. The class teacher said again: "Student Yang Lu is the first in the grade. In the future, if you have questions that you don't know, In addition to looking for teachers, you can also look for classmate Yang Lu!"

I was taken aback, and when the teacher arranged the first row of seats by the window, I felt that he had dug a hole for me.