little love

Song Yi is a bit unfamiliar with the word "sister". In his previous life, he had no sister, only an older brother and a younger sister. Song Yi, who is the second child, is a bit unloving. Most of the time, parents care more about elder brother and younger sister. In such an environment, Song Yi learned to take care of himself. At the age of 18, his mother suffered from cancer, and the family owed a lot of debts. In the end, his mother did not survive that year. In the winter of 19, his father was hit, and his spirit was up and down. When Song Yi was [-] years old, the two brothers were forced by life to learn to grow up.In summer, after his brother's college entrance examination, he tore up an admission letter from the university he had just arrived while crying. Song Yi watched from the side, and instantly felt that his grievances over the years disappeared, and some were just heartache.During the summer vacation, my elder brother went to work in an electronics factory in Linshi. Two months later, he sent back the tuition fees for Song Yi and his younger sister.When my father is in good spirits, he will help with the work in the field. When he is not in good spirits, he will lie on the bed for half a month.Song Yi took care of his father, his younger sister, and the family's several acres of land, growing up stumbling and groping.

And he heard that people who have older sisters are very happy. Most older sisters can take care of others, consider the feelings of younger brothers and sisters, and bring people the warmth of a mother.Song Yi was very curious.

A little half of the twelfth lunar month has passed, and the weather is getting colder and colder. The radio said that due to the influence of the Siberian cold current, there will be cold air today, and it may snow tonight.This made Zhu Xiaowei very depressed: Where is this Siberia? Why does the cold air come from there all day long.It's snowing and the ground is so wet, it's going to be a real hassle to go to school.Song Yi didn't want to tell him that the lowest temperature in Siberia every winter was minus 40-50 degrees, and people still went out to work.

Not long after arriving home, small snowflakes fell. By the time dinner was over, the snow outside the window was already as big as a goose feather, and it was falling down. Not long after, the ground and the roof were covered with white snow. layer.

"It's estimated that it will be the next night, Xiaoyi, wait for my mother to get you a quilt, and the temperature will drop at night."

"Mom, don't worry, the quilt is very heavy, and it makes me uncomfortable." The current quilt is made of solid cotton tires, without any fakes, and it is not light.

Mama Song hesitated for a moment while holding the quilt, maybe it was really too heavy, and it should be enough to cover two quilts.

The snowy night was extraordinarily quiet, the snow covered all sounds, Song Yi slept soundly in such a quiet night.

Early in the morning, when Dad Song opened the door, the snow outside the door was about three inches high. It had not passed the threshold and fell into the house. The snow had stopped, and the cold air instantly woke me up. I rubbed my face vigorously. Father Song picked up the big broom and swept the snow at the door and piled it on both sides of the road.When you go to the store, you must remember to bring the gloves and warm water bags that have just been wholesaled. It is estimated that they will sell well today.My son is still sleeping, let him sleep more in such cold weather, and wake him up after breakfast is cooked.

In school, there were many people who were late today, and the teacher turned a blind eye. In the snowy weather, it would be nice to come here with all beards and tails.

After two classes, because the ground was full of snow, the inter-class exercises also stopped, so the snowball fight started, boys, girls, and even some lively teachers joined the battle.Song Yi was dragged by the boys in the class to play for a while, covered in sweat, took off his clothes and went to the bathroom, when he came back, a snowball was thrown into his collar, he was so cold that he was so cold that he quickly took out the snowball .

When she came back from school at night, Mother Song saw that her son was a little distracted, and she didn't eat much for dinner, so she paid attention to it. She got up at night and looked at it. She was startled. Song Yi blushed and touched his forehead. Call Song Changjiang to get up.

The two quickly put on Song Yi's cotton-padded jacket, covered it with Song Changjiang's military overcoat, put it on their backs, and ran to the clinic. The hospital was a bit far away, and it was too late.Song Yi was so groggy that he couldn't pull up the energy and let his parents toss him around.

The old doctor on duty at the health center took their temperature, and it was 39 degrees. They calmly gave an injection, prescribed some cold medicine, and let them go back.Song's mother said to hang a bottle of water, please hurry up.

"The child is still young, so don't use salt water at every turn. If there is too much salt water, even the best person can be disabled. Listen to me, that's right, children have strong resilience. You can watch it tomorrow morning. If You still have a fever, come back again."

There was no other way, the couple went back with their son on their backs, Gao Xiumei didn't dare to sleep, she kept watch, and in the middle of the night, seeing the temperature drop, she squinted for a while.

In the morning, Song Yi woke up, except that he had no strength, everything else was fine.Song's mother was relieved, but she still ran to Zhu Xiaowei's house to ask for a day off for help, so let's continue to rest for another day.He told Song Changjiang to take his temperature again when he turned around, and then he went to work with a small leather bag on his back. It was the end of the year and the factory was very busy.

In the evening, Zhu Xiaowei came over with books and said he was going to make up lessons for him. Song Yi didn't say a word, but just looked at him indifferently.

"Okay, okay, don't look at me like that, I know you may not understand what I'm talking about, but Teacher Sun insists on letting me come, she's afraid you'll miss your homework and delay the final exam, I If you don’t come, what will you do if you ask me tomorrow. That’s all right, I’ll tell you what I said today, you can read it yourself, if you don’t understand, you can ask the teacher after you go to school.”

Song Yi was noncommittal.

"Tell me about it, I feel dizzy and don't want to read."

"Um... well then, don't blame me if you don't understand."

Zhu Xiaowei stammered about what he learned today, which were all simple things. Song Yi understood it, but he still forced Zhu Xiaowei to repeat it.It's rare for this guy to be so attentive, how could he easily let go of this opportunity.

Song Yi tossed and tossed for a long time, asking all kinds of questions, Zhu Xiaowei himself had thoroughly integrated what he learned today, so Song Yi let him go.

Seeing Zhu Xiaowei's sweaty face, Song's mother enthusiastically saved dinner, and sent Song Changjiang to send him back after dinner. It was dark outside and the snow hadn't melted yet, so Song's mother was worried.

For three days in a row, Song Yi asked Zhu Xiaowei to come and give him tutoring. The reason was: he felt dizzy and didn't listen to what the teacher said.Looking at his "weak" eyes, Zhu Xiaowei resigned to his fate.