where to grow roses

guardian one

In early September of [-], Yuan Bo came to the town on his father's motorcycle. For the first time, he bravely left his parents and became a boarding student in the third grade.

As soon as Dad Yuan's car stopped and the engine was not turned off, the child in the back seat jumped off, repeating 'Mom, Mom', and rushed into the house.

"Smelly boy, your father drove you all the way, and you didn't even call out 'Dad'. Really, it's useless to raise you." Yuan's father cursed, pulled out the car key and held it in his hand, with a look of dissatisfaction walked into the house with an expression on his face.

"I'm back, how are you doing? Are you still used to school?" Mother Yuan asked with concern when she heard her son's voice while she was busy in the kitchen.

"It's not bad, but it's a little unfamiliar. Many things are new. The teacher is new, the classmates are new, the desk is new, the textbooks are new, and there is no one I know next to my seat. I didn't say a few words, and I just sat alone." The more Yuan Bo said, the more he felt wronged, and his voice was full of tears.

Many times, we can be strong in front of outsiders, but in front of our loved ones, we only need a simple question to make us feel that we have been greatly wronged.

"Oh, don't cry, it will be fine slowly," Yuan's mother hugged her child, and said in a rare gentle tone, "When you were in school, the school was your home, and it was all your family. Ah, don’t think too much, just study hard.”

"Well, I know, I just feel wronged when I see my mother. I never cried once at school. I will be fine after a while. I will study hard, mother." Yuan Bo wiped the crying flower with his hand Feeling that crying like this is really detrimental to his manly image, it's embarrassing, so he turned around and walked into his room.

Yuan Bo took out the contents of his schoolbag one by one, placed them on the table, and sat upright, like a leader handling official business. .

Since the school has just started for a week, the teacher aims to let everyone adapt to the new life, and the lecture speed is very slow, so they don't learn much new knowledge. Only the Chinese teacher assigned some symbolic homework this weekend.

Yuan Bo carefully copied the new words after class three times, stretched his arms, and when he looked out of the window, he found an aunt talking to his parents. Their voices were very low. If you should listen, you are still afraid of disturbing the children.

What little secret do these adults have?Yuan Bo has imagined many versions in his mind. The chickens raised by his aunt ran to his own chicken coop to lay eggs and were found?Or was the paint peeled off on the Aiju motorcycle that Dad just bought?It shouldn't be.

"Yuan Bo, come out."

Just when Yuan Bo was dreaming, Father Yuan's rough voice broke into his ears, and all the wild thoughts ran away in shock.

"Here we come," Yuan Bo pulled the chair and walked outside.

"Yuan Bo, your aunt has something to say to you." Yuan's father pulled Yuan Bo who came over to him, facing his aunt.

"Yuan Bo, I heard that you and my Xiaojie are in the same class and assigned to a dormitory. My aunt knows that you have been the class monitor in school before. You are a good boy, so I want to ask you for a favor." Aunt He put his posture very low, almost bowing his body and said to Yuan Bo, a half-grown child.

Yuan Bo felt a lofty sense of mission, just like Superman can save the world.

"Tell me, Auntie, what do you need from me?"

Auntie breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that Yuan Bo's attitude reassured her a lot. "Xiaojie is not in good health, as you know. Sometimes he will suddenly tense up and his hands will tremble a little, but don't worry, he is not epileptic. We took him to the hospital and took a lot of Western and Chinese medicine. It just doesn't look good."

Yuan Bo looked at his aunt's face, what kind of expression was that?Strong, yet fragile, desperate, yet longing for hope,

The unfortunate woman went on to say, "Although Xiaojie's second and third sisters go to the same school as him, they are both in the fourth grade, and they can't always take care of him. So, if you want, next week, I will Talk to the class teacher and let the two of you be at the same table. This child is introverted. If no one takes the initiative to talk to him, he will stay alone. You don’t have to do too much, just talk to him a few words, have a meal, Just be with him when he's sick." After finishing speaking, the humble woman looked at Yuan Bo with pleading eyes.

"Yes, Auntie, I can be his deskmate and take care of him."

Yuan Bo didn't understand the importance of a promise to others at this time, nor did he understand how valuable it is for a person to keep a promise all the time. He only knew that he accepted the aunt's request for help, agreed to be at the same table with a person, agreed to In order to take care of him, stay with him.

"What a good boy, thank you, auntie, what a good boy."

My aunt kept saying that Yuan Bo was a good boy, which made Yuan Bo a little embarrassed, and his back was tightly pressed against his father's leg.

"Yuan Bo, don't be afraid when Xiaojie is uncomfortable, let him lie on the table for a few minutes and he will recover." Aunt added.

The next thing is that you come and go between adults, your child will definitely have a future in the future, don’t worry about anything, the child will recover from illness, in short, it’s not painful, it’s what adults used to say.

Feeling bored, Yuan Bo broke free from his father's hand and ran to watch TV.

Dinner was scallion pancakes and rice porridge, which was Yuan Bo's favorite combination. After dinner, Yuan Bo leaned on the sofa, feeling his round belly, and didn't want to move.

At ten o'clock, Yuan Bo was driven to sleep by his mother's loud voice.

Yuan Bo couldn't sleep, because there was a whispered conversation in the living room, he climbed out of bed, put his ear to the door, and only vaguely heard, "she treats Yuan Bo as a servant" and "begging for help" , don't take any gifts, bah, iron cock'.Then there was his father's scolding, and Yuan Bo heard them pushing into the room and closing their door.

Yuan Bo's class teacher is a male Chinese teacher, how should I say it?If Yuan Bo were to introduce his homeroom teacher using the character description techniques he had learned, he would definitely say, "My teacher has a cute short figure, and his stomach is always stuffed with scallion pancakes and porridge, so he looks a bit bulging." drum.The teacher seems to have a bad temper, so his hair left him early, but there are also some hairs that never leave him. They grow on both sides of the head with difficulty, stretching their body to fill the open space in the middle, but the effect is Not too noticeable, like a misshapen staff lying on top of your head'.

"Yuan Bo, after this class, change places with Cheng Xiaojie's deskmate." In Chinese class, the teacher walked up to Yuan Bo and said to him while letting the students read the text aloud.

Yuan Bo nodded.

The teacher opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something more, but in the end he didn't say anything, and then went to inform Cheng Xiaojie about changing seats at the same table.

Cheng Xiaojie sat in the second-to-last row by the window. There were only about forty people in the class, and the fifth row was fine. Moreover, Yuan Bo looked at the trash cans and sanitary tools in the front corner of the classroom. Moreover, the air Okay, Yuan Bo thought secretly.

"Student, help me lift the table." Yuan Bo patted the arm of his current deskmate and said with a smile.

Wang Bin and Yuan Bo carried the table and walked to the back row.

"Why did the teacher ask you to change seats?" Wang Bin asked curiously.

"Because Cheng Xiaojie and I are fellow villagers, the teacher may think that it is better for fellow villagers to sit together to get familiar with the new environment."

Wang Bin didn't doubt that he was there, and he didn't ask such mind-consuming questions as 'who told the teacher that you are from a fellow villager', or 'why the teacher won't let me sit with a fellow villager'.

Put down the table.

Just as Wang Bin raised his foot and was about to leave, he grabbed him with one arm, "Here you are, why are you so embarrassed to go back empty-handed? Come on, come on, let's help this female classmate carry the table next to you. From now on, you will be together table."

Wang Bin smiled wryly, feeling helpless at Yuan Bo's 'considerateness', but he still raised the table without saying anything.

When they put down the table again, they heard the girl behind them say "thank you" in a low voice.

Both of them smiled, expressing the meaning of 'it's a small matter, you're welcome' with friendly expressions on their faces.

Why are you still lying on your stomach? Isn't the table hard? Yuan Bo complained in his heart.From sitting here until now, this guy hasn't even lifted his head. Although he doesn't have a job right now, he was still a handsome and unrestrained squad leader a few months ago. fast.

Yuan Bo stared at Cheng Xiaojie, lost his mind.

This guy's slapped face is really enviable, Yuan Bo thought in his heart.

At a young age, Yuan Bo's figure can already be described as 'strong', and his face has a faint tendency to develop into a flat face. He once wondered whether rolling it twice with a rolling pin would control the widening of his face , but then thought, what if the more exciting and rebellious, and finally grow crazy.

Since then, Yuan Bo has liked people with small faces very much. As the saying goes, if you can't eat pork, it's good to watch pigs run.

Yuan Bo's mind was bubbling and bubbling, and pieces of it bubbled out one by one.In the second grade, Yuan Bo didn't see how Cheng Xiaojie talked to anyone. The two of them sat far apart and didn't have much communication.All I know is that the boy in the class is not in good health, he often asks for leave, and the seat is often vacant.

"God, it's good to see people live in shame," Yuan Bo muttered.

"Jingle Bell……"

The ringing of the school bell on Rotten Street brought Yuan Bo back from his thoughts.

Yuan Bo straightened his body, took out a brand new math book from the table, and prepared to listen carefully to the class.

The young man next to him waited for the ring to finish before slowly raising his head, a kind of 'I will show you face', 'I will give you face to listen to your class', Yuan Bo was amused by his miraculous expression, and gave a thud laughed out.

Cheng Xiaojie was a little dazed by the sudden laughter, turned his head to look at the person who laughed, with a big question mark on his face.

"Nothing, I didn't laugh at you."

Yuan Bo took out a pen from his stationery bag and held it in his hand, twirling the automatic pen in his hand, before the teacher came in, he said to Cheng Xiaojie, "You know, we will be at the same table from now on, We can do homework together, go to dinner together, and go back to the dormitory together, and if you encounter difficulties, you can tell me, and I will help you." After speaking, Yuan Bo put down his pen and put his right hand at the position of his heart, like a solemn oath Same.

Cheng Xiaojie was a little overwhelmed by the sudden closeness, and asked incredulously, "Why are you being nice to me?"

"Because I am your guardian, just like the popular guardian angel game, I am your guardian." Yuan Bo said solemnly.

"Those two people by the window in the back row, have you said enough? They have been paying attention to you for a long time." The teacher interrupted the conversation of the two young men with unhappy words.

Guardian Angel game?

The words just now ran around in Cheng Xiaojie's mind like a wild horse, making his mind a mess.

Cheng Xiaojie glanced at the person next to him. He was learning new knowledge from the teacher, and occasionally memorized something in the textbook. It seemed that he was a good student who made progress every day.

Is this man my guardian?

Yes, what he just said, he will be my guardian.