what is the relationship between us

The community Wan Junxiu lives in is called Yikang New Village. It is an old community built at the end of the last century, and even the outer walls are made of terrazzo.

He lives on the first floor, and the lighting is so bad that he has to turn on the lights during the day.

Fortunately, he lived on the first floor, and with the help of the Disabled Persons' Federation, the few small steps in front of the corridor were plastered with cement into a small slope to make it easier for him to enter and exit.

When he returned home for the first time after being injured, his first thought was to secretly rejoice. Fortunately, he lived on the first floor. Even if he lived on the second floor, he couldn't go up. Could it be possible to build a shed in the corridor of the community?

Wan Junxiu raised his hand to turn on the light, and went inside a little so that Meng Xinci could come in. "I really don't have the strength today, please help me wipe the wheelchair, otherwise the floor will be dirty when I enter the house."

Usually, Wan Junxiu would move himself to the shoe changing bench next to the shoe cabinet to clean his wheelchair before entering the house, but today he had been sitting for almost a whole day and traveled a long distance, so he was really exhausted.

It's not bad if you grit your teeth and move, it just looks ugly.It's the first day a child comes home, and if you let him see this, he'll be scared.

Meng Xinci didn't speak, and didn't intend to help, just stood quietly in front of the porch.Seeing him like this, Wan Junxiu knew in his heart that the child would not help him.I can only support the shoe-changing stool at the door with difficulty and move my body onto the stool, and then I will clean the wheelchair wheels little by little after I sit firmly.

And this ugly and long process, especially today is so tiring, Wan Junxiu can't even hold the dishcloth steadily.He knew that all these were seen by Meng Xinci who was standing aside, and he didn't dare to look up at Meng Xinci's disgusted expression.Both he and Meng Xinci have to face these things.

Wan Junxiu spoke to Meng Xinci with as gentle and patient a tone as possible: "Xinci, you go take a bath first, come out to eat after washing, and go to sleep when you are full. Huh? The bathroom is at the very end. It’s cold in the inner room, so you turned on the bathroom heater too.”

Meng Xinci still didn't speak, just took off his coat and walked inside.

Wan Junxiu knew that it would be difficult for him to adapt to the new environment for a while, but it would definitely not work if the child kept silent.

He stopped Meng Xinci again: "Xinci, I know that your life has been very bad in recent months, including the fact that I took you over today. You will not be able to accept these for a while. But I promised that your father will take care of you. Okay, you will definitely do it. If you need me to do anything, I will help you, just say it, and I will try my best to do it. You don’t have to follow the relationship on the household registration book to call me daddy. Your daddy will always be Meng Tim, don't call me uncle either. You can call me brother, anyway, I'm only a teenager older than you, if you don't want to be called, you can call me Wan Junxiu."

Meng Xinci didn't move, and looked at Wan Junxiu fixedly.Seeing this, Wan Junxiu felt a little nervous, and just wanted to say forget it.After a long time, Meng Xinci just nodded slightly, turned and went into the bathroom.

Meng Xinci went into the bathroom and turned on the light, leaning against the door to get enlightened.

He has never seen this bathroom before, it's not that he is ignorant, he has never seen a modern bathroom, he has seen a modern bathroom before when he went to a classmate's house, but he has never seen anything like this.

The sink is very low, the towel rack and the cabinet are all low and short.There are two metal armrests next to the toilet, and there is a plastic back chair under the shower head in the shower.

Meng Xinci gently moved the plastic chair away, turned on the tap and turned on the water to take a bath.

He had never showered with this kind of faucet, and he didn't know how to adjust the hot water, so he could only wash it randomly and quickly with lukewarm water and it came out.Don't forget to put the plastic chair back in place before stepping out of the bathroom.

He didn't know which towel to use to wipe his hair, so he could only shake the water casually like a puppy, and even controlled the water in his ears with his head.

Meng Xin resigned to the living room and saw Wan Junxiu still in the kitchen.

He walked to the door of the kitchen, leaned on the door and looked inside.Only then did he realize that Wan Junxiu seemed to be unable to use his palms. No matter what he did, he was using his arms vigorously. This meeting was using two palms to hold the spatula and turn it around in the pot. It was sausages fried with green peppers.The rice cooker next to it has jumped, and the aroma of white rice is faintly coming out.

Meng Xinci swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his stomach groaned in disbelief.

Wan Junxiu glanced sideways at Meng Xinci who was lying at the door, turned his head and smiled at him, raised his arm and pointed to the cupboard and said, "You just came out, you can take the plate, you can eat."

Wan Junxiu slowly put the sausages on the plate bit by bit, and turned around to see Meng Xinci eating the pot helmet that he had bought at the side of the train station.Guokui will be cold by now, the outer skin will become very hard, and the meat filling will be solidified by fat. Wan Junxiu seems to know that it is not delicious.

He raised his hand to touch the child's head, and asked him patiently: "Xin Ci, this is already cold, I've made a meal, can I stop eating this?"

When Meng Xin resigned his head, Wan Junxiu's arm fell off. He didn't speak, but still gnawed on the cold pot helmet by himself.

"Then how about I warm it up for you?" Wan Junxiu had no choice but to think of a compromise and asked him.

The child agreed, and handed the pot helmet to Wan Junxiu.

Wan Junxiu put the pot helmet in the rice cooker, sprinkled some water on it, and pressed the cooking button to simmer for a while.After a while, he punched the lid of the pot and took out the pot helmet and handed it to Meng Xinci.

Wan Junxiu thought he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but the little ancestor was dissatisfied again.

The little ancestor threw the pot helmet on the cooking table, stomped his feet and shouted at Wan Junxiu: "It's not crispy anymore! It's not tasty anymore! This is not a pot helmet, this is papa!"

Wan Junxiu looked at the Guokui on the cooking table with its stuffing thrown out, and said with a headache: "It was cold just now, I was afraid you would have diarrhea after eating it, it was indeed because I was negligent and didn't think so much, why don't we eat first Okay, can I take you out for shopping tomorrow?"

It’s okay if you don’t talk about it, Meng Xinci is even more angry, roaring louder, with tears in the corners of his eyes: “Who wants you to buy it, do you have it here? I brought it from my hometown!”

Meng Xinci had eaten the cold Guokui, and he had also eaten the soft steamed one when he brought it home.

He wasn't that angry at first, he just wanted Wan Junxiu to find him troublesome, but later he himself felt wronged.

The dirty clothes had already been thrown away in the shopping mall, and now Guogui was messed up by Wan Junxiu again, as if there were nothing left of the things he brought from his hometown.

He was taken to an unfamiliar place with nothing on him.

The panic in my heart, afraid that someone would ask him?Has anyone asked him if he wants to be adopted, and has anyone considered his mood?

He feels that he is now like those dirty clothes thrown away in the mall, like this ugly pot helmet, a broken thing that no one wants, no one cares about, and can be thrown away.

Meng Xinci's initial rage has turned into grievance, sobbing in his mouth, no matter how much Ren Wanjunxiu tried to persuade him, it didn't work.

Wan Junxiu wanted to hug Meng Xinci into his arms to wipe away his tears, but the child didn't let him approach at all. It was inconvenient for him to move around in a wheelchair, so he gave up after trying a few times.

He knew why the child made trouble, he didn't want Meng Xinci to be so sad, and he didn't want to break the agreement with his old friend.

Wan Junxiu was in trouble, so he could only sit aside and wait for Meng Xinci to cry less before reasoning with him.

"Uncle, let me tell you a story. When it's over, if you think it through clearly, can we make up?" Wan Junxiu was kind.

Meng Xinci rubbed his eyes with his hands, and looked at Wan Junxiu dissatisfied.

Wan Junxiu saw that Meng Xinci didn't speak, only when he agreed, he opened his mouth and continued: "When I was very young, my mother didn't know where to go, and she lived with my father all the time. Unfortunately, my father was not lucky. When I was in high school, he fell into the river and drowned when he went to work in the morning. Since then, I have lived alone, which is what you call an orphan. I have eaten hundreds of meals, worn clothes given by others, and received Subsistence allowances after a period of time.” Wan Junxiu laughed, “I’ll tell you the truth, I actually had pretty good grades until I graduated from high school, but going to college was too expensive, so I chose to join the army. Originally, I wanted to study in the army, and when I returned from the army, I could change jobs and have a class. I didn’t expect that my luck was not good. Now it’s like what you see. I’m injured and can only do some small business in a wheelchair. .”

Wan Junxiu spoke frankly, but Meng Xinci's heart tightened when he heard it, so he was willing to look directly at Wan Junxiu and listen to his words.

"Maybe you still don't quite understand what you will face if you live alone. To be honest, it is really hard and bullied. I have no other intentions. I just want to bring you back first and take care of you for your father. When you... When you grow up, you can go where you want to go. Follow me, among other things, at least you can have a place to live, go to school, and have food. Right?"

Meng Xinci looked at Wan Junxiu, thinking.To be honest, he really didn't think about what he would do alone in the future. At that time, he only thought that if he and Meng Xiang went to the orphanage together, they would be able to take care of each other.Now that Wan Junxiu said this, Meng Xinci really hesitated.He stared fixedly at Wan Junxiu, his attitude softened a lot.

"Then let's eat first. Uncle hasn't eaten for a day, so why don't you just treat him as a meal with him?" Wan Junxiu took the opportunity to get close to Meng Xinci, and stretched out his curled hand to touch Meng Xinci's face.

This time, Meng Xinci did not escape.

Meng Xinci ate very deliciously while holding the bowl, and the rice was delivered to his mouth in big mouthfuls.He hardly picks up any vegetables, just eats rice, and occasionally pickles from a small bowl.The plate of fried sausages with green peppers did not move a single chopstick, but the eyes kept aiming at the sausages.His face is so small that when he lifts the bowl, it can almost cover his entire face.

Wan Junxiu didn't eat vegetables either, he was struggling with the rice in the bowl.He was wearing a pair of black gloves, and his right hand, which was originally curled up, was forced to open a little, and a thick-handled spoon was stuffed in.

Wan Junxiu's spoon is very big. If it is a healthy person, the rice that he scoops up should be able to stuff his mouth full every time.But Wan Junxiu couldn’t, Wan Junxiu could only scoop up a little bit at a time, and at first he could put it all into his mouth slowly, but then he would tremble every time he raised his hand, and the rice in the spoon would shake off a lot, really Not much goes into the mouth.

Feeling that someone was looking at him, Wan Junxiu stopped his hands and raised his head and said to Meng Xinci with a smirk: "It's ugly, I don't have good hands and it's ugly to eat. It's okay, you eat your own, don't worry about me." He was busy serving his own bowl In the middle of the day, I didn't pay attention to Meng Xinci, and after a while, I realized that the plate of sausage was still intact, and it was almost cold.

Wan Junxiu thought that Meng Xinci didn't like the food he cooked, so he was a little anxious. "Don't you like sausage? It's Sichuan-style and delicious."

When Meng Xin resigned to take a bath earlier, Wan Junxiu was about to cook. When he opened the refrigerator, he found that apart from the eggs distributed by the Disabled Persons’ Federation this month, there were only some leftover vegetables left before going to Meng’s Village. There was no way to make anything for the children. delicious.

After rummaging through the cabinets, I found two sausages. I can't remember when they were stuffed.Wan Junxiu took the two sausages and sniffed them carefully as if he had found a treasure. After making sure that there was no smell of oil, he immediately decided to make fried sausages with green peppers.

Xinci's first meal at home must be a bit greasy.

He is severely disabled, and the paralyzed position is too high to affect the function of his hands. Two hands are not as good as other people's one hand.The sausages and green peppers were cut ugly by him, and the appearance of the whole dish was really ugly.

Wan Junxiu's eyes were too humble and too hopeful.Instead, Meng Xinci was embarrassed. He shook his head, symbolically stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of sausage and a few green peppers in the bowl, and then picked up the white rice.

The sesame oil of the sausage is soaked in the rice, which has a spicy and spicy taste, which is many times more delicious than the white rice just now.

On the contrary, Meng Xinci did not stuff it into his mouth, but ate it slowly and slowly, as if he was tasting the most delicious delicacy in the world.

"Xinci, my uncle's hands are very inconvenient. There is no way to help you pick up food. You have to learn to pick up food yourself. If you don't eat, I will think you don't like it. Uncle will feel very sad. If you don't like to eat you You can tell uncle what you want to eat. Uncle will make it for you next time." Wan Junxiu was very helpless, he had never raised a child, let alone get along with such a taciturn child.Thinking of getting along with each other day and night in the future, Wan Junxiu suddenly felt that the burden on his body was not ordinary.

Meng Xinci picked up another piece of sausage, lifted the bowl and swept the last bite of rice and sausage into his mouth, and said sullenly, "I don't like it."

"Ah?" Wan Junxiu didn't hear clearly.

"What I like to eat is... I want to save it for tomorrow." Meng Xinci said again quickly with his head down, then turned around shyly and returned the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen sink.

Wan Junxiu's rice was half eaten and half dropped, so it was considered finished. He had just finished the last bite, and Meng Xinci, who was standing beside him silently, immediately reached out to clean up the dishes.Wan Junxiu's eyes are straightened, is the child so diligent at home?

"That...the spoon, how do I get it off?" Meng Xinci had never seen this kind of glove before, so he didn't know how to do it.

Or he was actually a little afraid of such hands.

Wan Junxiu was stunned, shook his head and said no, he raised his hand and lowered his head to take off the gloves.

During this period of time, he has become more and more dexterous in doing some things with his mouth, which is probably what others said about his ability to compensate.Two not too dexterous hands, plus a mouth, can still do a lot of things.