After becoming the group pet of the Public Procuratorate

Shaking the dwarf's arm back and forth, his tone seemed to be coquettish.

"Please, good dwarf, oh no, good Bai Ming, good Bai Ming."

Bai Ming withdrew his arm, glanced at the sticky sugar water in his hand, and when he opened his mouth, his childish voice was as clear as crushed ice, and timidly said: "I, I won't go, it will be dark in a while."

"Are you afraid of the dark?" Seeing his timid look, Xiaopang laughed and said triumphantly, "I'll send you home after copying homework, how about it?"

Bai Ming didn't continue to reply, but quickened his pace, wanting to go home early.

Xiaopang saw that his speed was getting faster, and hurriedly followed him. He really couldn't make up his mind. Bai Ming, who was always the best talker on weekdays, was determined to rush home today.

When he lowered his head, he saw Bai Ming covering his arm with one hand. Under the shaking of walking, he vaguely saw a black and blue scar extending from the place covered by his hand. The crack was five centimeters long, like a stitch, but Still red and unabated, like a poisonous centipede, sucking blood greedily.

Xiaopang let out a loud cry, suddenly enlightened, pointed to his arm, and asked, "Short, did your father hit you again?"

Bai Ming turned his head and glanced at Xiaopang full of horror. His eyes were evasive, and he hurriedly covered the wound tightly. Under his cover, the scar was already hidden in the darkness. He shook his head vigorously like a rattle, and his tone changed. Frightened, "No, no, I fell it myself."

He spoke quickly, as if he didn't want anyone to notice.

Xiaopang knew that he was lying, and then asked: "Your dad probably beat you up because you went to my house last time and came back a little late."

"No, it's not." Bai Ming immediately rebuffed, and after speaking, in order not to discuss this topic anymore, he raised his legs and ran away, as if the soles of his feet were blown by wind, and disappeared at the end of the field after a while.

Xiaopang watched his leaving back, knowing that he couldn't keep up, so he simply didn't go after him, but he was very puzzled.

Bai Ming was running on both sides of the flower field, and the wild dogs in the field noticed the movement from time to time, raised their heads, and barked twice at Bai Ming. When he heard it, he was too scared to run, so he could only quietly walk through the place where there were wild dogs, and waited until he heard it. It's safe, let's continue running.

After several bends, he finally stopped in the village. He lightly licked his lips that had been dried by the wind, and swallowed again. The heavy schoolbag weighed on his shoulders, and he always suspected that Because there are too many books, I can't grow tall because of the pressure.

His right foot accidentally stepped on the muddy ground, Bai Ming hurriedly dodged to the side, raised the sole of his shoe and looked down, only to see a small gray shoe print on the ground, he frowned, the sole of his shoe rubbed against the steps on the street, mumbling He muttered to himself: "The shoes must not be dirty, or mother will have to wash them again."

As expected, the soles of the shoes were cleaned in a short while, but he didn't dare to waste time, so he ran again. The warm wind blew from behind, as if it was also assisting him, and quickly pushed him to the door of the house. He opened the curtain , walked into a small store, the store was only a dozen square meters, the decoration was dilapidated, damp and dark, and the yellow chandelier above his head allowed Bai Ming standing at the door to see all the products at a glance.

Sitting behind the counter, the mother smiled when she saw her child walk in the door, and asked softly, "Ming'er is back?"

When Bai Ming saw his mother, a bright smile immediately appeared on his face. He walked to the counter and said first, "Mom, is Dad back yet?"

Hearing this man, the mother's originally happy face immediately turned back, with a gloomy face, she said casually: "No, hurry up."

The answer seemed like a stone had finally sunk into the bottom of the water. Bai Ming heaved a sigh of relief, and got down to business: "Well, the teacher said that the school will start in spring, and you have to pay the tuition."

As soon as money was mentioned, my mother's heart tightened. She glanced at the account book and sighed, "Got it."

These two topics in a row annoyed his mother, Bai Ming didn't dare to say anything more, he lowered his head and said, "Then I'll go back to the back room to do my homework first."

Mother nodded and said: "Go, it will be dark soon, after I close the shop, I will go in and cook for you."

Bai Ming gave an obedient "hmm" and walked into the yard from the back door of the shop.

This is Bai Ming's home, with the courtyard as the center and the gate on the east side. My mother built a shop with an area of ​​more than ten square meters, and wholesaled some things for takeaway. Although the business was very poor and she couldn't make much money, it was already Bai Ming's home. all sources of income.

The south side of the yard is a high wall close to the alley, and the north side is the main hall, where there are sofas, refrigerators, and a big bed for parents, which is a combination of guest, bedroom and kitchen.

On the west side of the courtyard is a side hall, which has a small bed belonging to Bai Ming, and a writing desk made of sawn wood. The side hall lacks a piece of wood, so the air leaks, and the voices in the courtyard can be heard clearly. Chu, fortunately it was early spring, and the room was no longer so cold.

The yard is neither big nor small, like half a basketball court. The ground paved with bluestone bricks is uneven, and weeds grow in the gaps between the stone bricks, growing wildly along the south wall. Those weeds growing in the corners that have never been cleaned, if not Under the pressure of a shriveled ball skin, he was almost as tall as Bai Ming.

The basketball was given to Bai Ming by his school teacher when he got a good grade last year, but he was not interested in this sport, so he threw it in the corner of the yard after taking pictures for two days. It's almost gone.

Bai Ming glanced at the basketball, and then went back to his west room. He likes to open the door before it is dark, so that the sun can shine on the quilt as much as possible, so that when he sleeps at night, the quilt will not be so cold, and he can also You can start studying at your own bumpy writing desk without turning on that eerie yellow chandelier.

More importantly, as long as the door is not closed, he can see at a glance what his father will be like when he comes back.

Bai Ming took out his homework, and with the help of the last rays of the setting sun, he desperately wrote his homework. His mother told him that as long as he studied hard, he could be admitted to a middle school outside the town, go to the city he wanted to go, and never have to stay in this backward place. A closed mountain town.

He was wringing his fingers and writing arithmetic problems, and he was still reciting the newly learned Tang poems in his mouth. If he didn't finish his homework quickly, he was afraid that he would run out of time after a while.

The pencil scribbles quickly on the paper, like a runaway horse stepping on the endless grassland.

Finally, the sound of walking was heard outside the yard, and he raised his head suddenly, like a frightened prey, only to hear that in the shop opposite, his father was laughing, as if he was talking to his mother.

Bai Ming's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but stop the pen in his hand. He couldn't remember the half-calculated topic at all, and he held his breath. Although he couldn't see his father's figure, and couldn't hear the content of the speech, but in terms of tone alone, it was like It was a ostentatious tone, coupled with the laughter from his father, he should be in a good mood.

He breathed a sigh of relief before he dared to continue writing the question.

The moment the pen tip landed on the paper, he heard his father push open the back door of the shop and step into the courtyard. He was shocked, and turned his head again, only to see his father's face flushed and beaming with joy.

The father also saw the child's gaze, so he stopped going to the main hall, and walked along the high wall to the side hall with a smile.

The sun had already set, but the sky still had light that was about to disappear. His father's footsteps were getting closer and closer, and his smile became clearer. This creepy scene made Bai Ming want to get up and close the door, but he didn't dare. He could only stare blankly. His tongue was astringent, the hairs all over his body exploded, and his heart seemed to stop beating.

He spoke slowly, his voice was extremely low, as if he was scared out of his wits, "Dad."

The father walked into the house and blocked the door completely with his body. He looked down at the books on the table, and then at his child. He put his hand on Bai Ming's shoulder, patted it twice, and said, "I came back early today, not bad. Write well."

A smell of alcohol rushed to his face, and Bai Ming felt pungent and unpleasant.

Father laughed twice, turned and left.

Bai Ming gently closed the door, and then turned on the chandelier. The room became brighter instantly. He was still panting softly because of the tense atmosphere just now, so he shook his head, trying to calm himself down, picked up the pen, and continued writing.

It was already dark, he put down his pen and closed his homework book, the comfort of completing his homework made him stretch, he laughed alone, his sweet smile seemed to be full of flowers, he put away his textbook and put it in his schoolbag , Get ready to bring things to school the next day.

At the same time, he heard the sound of his mother pulling down the shutter door outside the store, and he hurried out of the house and stood in the yard, waiting for his mother to come in and cook.

There is no moon tonight.

At the dining table in the main hall, while eating, his father watched the TV that was eliminated by others. The program was well done, and his father laughed loudly, filling the whole room. He took a sip of the beer bottle, wiped the froth from the corner of his mouth, and burped. He didn't care about his family's opinion at all, and the food was dropped on the floor.

Bai Ming leaned close to his mother, holding the boiled cabbage on the plate, and gorging on the rice.

The mother and son were very quiet, except that the mother occasionally put a few vegetable leaves on Bai Ming and said "eat more", there was no other conversation.

There was a strong wind outside the house, making the door creak and tremble.

The meal was very filling, Bai Ming put down his chopsticks and said, "Mom, let me wash the dishes."

Mother shook her head, rolled up her sleeves, and said with a chuckle, "Go back to the house, I'll do it."

As she spoke, she carried the dishes to the sink next to her, turned on the faucet, and began to brush carefully.

Seeing this, Bai Ming said sensiblely, "Then let me clean the table."

His mother stopped him, as if to drive him away, "No, you can go back quickly."

Bai Ming picked up the rag in his little hand, glanced at his father who was still eating, and then at the food he had dropped all over the floor. He bit his lower lip in fear, walked to the table bravely, bent down, and waited for his father to drink or drink. While watching TV, he cleaned up the dropped meals.

"Hey! Keep your voice down!" My father shouted impatiently towards his mother.

Bai Ming's body trembled, and he stopped what he was doing. He didn't know whether his mother didn't hear him or ignored him on purpose, but he still washed the dishes on his own.

"I'll keep my voice down!" My father raised the decibel again, obviously angry.

Bai Ming panicked. He quickly put down the rag, stood up, ran to his mother, and said in a low voice, "Mom, the running water is too loud. It's disturbing Dad to watch TV."

After he finished speaking, he looked up and saw his mother was indifferent, her long hair was hanging down in front of her, covering half of her haggard face.

Accompanied by his father's roar, Bai Ming began to feel apprehensive, reaching out his hand to turn off the faucet.

But that hand was only halfway out, but was grabbed by his mother. He was taken aback, and his arm stopped in midair. After his mother turned off the water flow, he let go of his hand.

Mother turned her back to the dining table and whispered: "Don't go too far."

Father heard the sound, stopped the half-chewed meal in his mouth, frowned, and asked, "What did you say?"

Mother didn't speak, and continued to rub the dishes with her hands.

The father swallowed the food in his mouth, stood up suddenly from his seat, threw the bowl on the table on the ground with a bang, pointed at the back of his mother and shouted: "Bai Juan! Say it again!"

The sound of the porcelain bowl shattering made Bai Ming tremble with fright, and he stood there, at a loss.

Mother turned around, flicked her long hair, and said angrily, "I told you not to go too far!"

Father gritted his teeth, as if looking at an enemy.

The mother stared back at him, and said fiercely: "The business of the store is not good at all. I purchase goods and keep accounts, and I even manage the store by myself. How about you?

When I wake up during the day, I go to the south of the town to play cards and drink. I earn as much as you pay for it. Even if you don’t think about me, you also think about Ming’er. How should I pay his tuition? "

"What are you yelling at!" The father's voice was so unprecedented that it completely overwhelmed the mother, "Didn't I come back with a win today? One win can cover the ten-day profit of your poor store!"

With tears in her eyes, the mother shouted loudly: "How many times have you won money? You lost so much that you could even sell the wall panels in Ming'er's house, and the air is still leaking. Look at it." What's left in this house? Don't you sell everything that can be sold to play cards?"

The father twisted his neck like a wild beast. He walked straight towards the mother, kicking the broken bowls blocking the way with his feet, and approached the mother and son step by step.

Bai Ming couldn't calm down his fear, a gushing cool air pierced his whole body, he could clearly feel his every breath, every heartbeat, he looked up at his mother, the mother's body was also trembling, he knew Not only I am afraid, but my mother is also the same.

The father stopped in front of his mother, pointed at her nose, and said angrily, "I warn you, if I want to sell it, your shop won't want it either."

"How dare you!" Mother shouted loudly.

As soon as the words fell, a slap landed on the mother's face, and the mother staggered two steps, covering her face that turned red instantly, she panted, but this was not over, suddenly, her hair was pulled by her father forcefully When she woke up, the heart-wrenching pain made her scream, she was thrown out suddenly, and fell into the broken bowl, a hole was cut on the tip of the bowl, and blood flowed out.

Bai Ming's legs were bent, it was difficult to straighten, his trachea seemed to be clogged with debris, even his breathing was trembling, he leaned against the wall, huddled in a corner, only felt a burst of endless fear, his whole body seemed to have lost the ability to move, Frozen in place, he could only watch helplessly what was happening in front of him.

The father stepped on the mother's leg, put on a victorious posture, and provocatively said: "Do you think I dare?"

The mother sat up with difficulty, clutching the wound, her right hand was covered with blood, her hair was messy and scattered back and forth, she brushed away the few strands of hair in front of her eyes, and looked up at the man in front of her, she had long since ceased to regard this man as herself She is not her husband, but a demon who binds her life. She glanced at the man and screamed: "Bai Tao, you are not a thing! You must die!"

These words completely enraged his father, he was furious, he beat and kicked his mother again and again, gasping for breath, he pushed his mother to the ground again and again, as if he had obtained a bit of status satisfaction from the beating, his anger Talking endlessly, like a scourge, all the emotions that rebelled against him were strangled here.

Maybe it wasn't enough to relieve his anger, so the father picked up the empty beer bottle and smashed it hard at the mother. The bottle shattered on the mother's resisting arm. With the mother's wailing, the glass shattered all over the floor. Splash all over the place.

Bai Ming saw everything in his eyes, he didn't dare to stop, and he didn't dare to escape, his pure heart seemed to be broken along with the beer bottle.

There was a faint smell of blood floating in the air, mixed with the aroma of beer, lingering like a thin layer of mist.

Misty, under the flickering light, the shadows on the wall are large and small, one riding on the other, hammering hard at the darkness, just like a farmer with a hoe in a rice field, hitting the pit Smashed it with a knife.

Every punch of the father landed on the mother's body with precision. He opened another bottle of beer and poured it on the mother's face.

There was a sound of cursing, a sound of crying, sharp and ear-piercing.

Bai Ming was stunned.

The wind was so loud that weeds grew wildly in the courtyard.

64. Teacher

The night is quiet and people are sleeping, and the early spring is cold and cool.

The wind blew from the leakboard in the side hall, and the whistling sound was like a man-eating mountain monster. Bai Ming wrapped the quilt tightly, and he covered all the places that could be suppressed, leaving no gaps.

The cool air entered the room and soaked the wet bed, Bai Ming shivered, as soon as he closed his eyes, the lingering evil spirit in his mind would stand by his bed, he buried his head in the bed, curled up into a ball, hugged With legs stretched, eyes wide open, staring at the quilt in the dark, as if as long as you stay awake, the evil spirits will not dare to approach.

There was a crisp knock on the door outside, he slowly pulled the quilt to his mouth, his eyes wandered around the ceiling, and then fell on the door bolt, his heart tightened, he didn't dare to make a sound, he could only pretend that he was asleep .

"Ming'er, it's me." Mother said.

As soon as he heard his mother's familiar voice, Bai Ming lifted the quilt, and a carp jumped up from the bed. Before he had time to unfold the folds of his pajamas, he ran to the door with bare feet and slowly opened a gap .

The night shone into the room through the crack of the door, and through that crack, he saw his mother standing outside the door with her pillow and quilt in her arms, her hair unkempt, her cheeks covered with tears, and her arms bruised And red and swollen, the mother only wore a slipper, the other foot stepped on the weeds, the wind blew her skirt, and there were countless scabs and scars under the skirt.

The mother asked in a low voice: "Morrow, can Mom sleep with you for another night?"

Bai Ming quickly opened the door, and when his mother entered the room, he immediately closed and locked the door, standing where he was and heaving a sigh of relief. At this moment, the side hall seemed to be the safest place in the world.

The mother spread out the quilt and squeezed into Bai Ming's small bed together. She raised her hand and greeted, "Ming'er, come here."

Bai Ming jumped onto the bed in three steps, the bed board creaked under his jumping, he squeezed in, leaned on his mother's shoulder, leaned against the wall, and saw his mother take out a stack of bills from her pocket, the bills were zero He also carried a few steel coins, which looked old and worn out, as if they were about to be torn apart.

"Hold it, this is the tuition fee..." The mother stuffed them one by one into Bai Ming's hands, and then said, "This is what my mother earned so hard, so don't lose it."

Bai Ming nodded, took the wad of hard-won coins, carefully held the precious change, stuffed it into the schoolbag at the end of the bed, and only dared to go back to bed after confirming that the schoolbag was zipped up three times.

His mother patted him on the shoulder and said with concern: "Go to sleep, you have to get up early for school tomorrow."

Bai Ming responded, and then got into bed. Whenever there was a disturbance outside the door, he was too frightened to close his eyes. From childhood to adulthood, he had experienced countless nights like this, but he never fell asleep peacefully.

The lines of the beams are intricate, like a labyrinth. His eyes were fixed on the wooden beams that supported the shabby house. When his eyes were tired, he turned over and stretched out his arms to lightly tap the wall. Every time he tapped, he would hear There was a rustle, and then a piece of white paint fell off. Tired of playing with his hands, he turned over again, closed his eyes, and played a sheep jumping game in his mind, one, two, three...

The mother and son were lying side by side. She didn't dare to think about what she would do if Bai Ming grew up and the bed couldn't accommodate two of them.

She caught a glimpse of Bai Ming tossing and turning, and asked softly, "Minger, why don't you sleep?"

Bai Ming opened his eyes, his voice was a little hoarse, and he replied, "I can't sleep."

Mother turned sideways, facing him, and asked again, "Are you afraid?"

"No." Bai Ming muttered in a low voice.

The mother didn't know how to comfort her, she knew her son was lying, but she couldn't do anything, she just sighed softly, stretched out her hand, patted his quilt lightly, and explained indiscriminately: "Don't be afraid, Dad is just kidding with mom Well, it's like you chasing and fighting with other children at school."

Bai Ming didn't speak.

In the dark, the mother pinched Bai Ming's cheek, and gently rubbed his short hair. The strength was very light, as if she treated Bai Ming like a baby, "Mom doesn't hurt, it will be fine tomorrow."

The hand that opened the store outside was extraordinarily rough due to doing housework all year round, but it was tender at this moment, Bai Ming let out a "hmm", he was really afraid of recalling the scene just now, so he didn't want to discuss this topic.

The mother didn't continue to explain. She only hoped that her limp hand could coax the child to sleep as soon as possible. As long as she fell asleep, she would have nothing to fear.

The long night is cold, and there is silence for a hundred miles.

After a long time, after the silence, Bai Ming spoke quietly, and the sound broke the silent night.

"Mom, I'll take you out of here later."

The mother seemed to have been stabbed in the weak spot, the city wall built in her heart was washed away by the hurricane, a surge of sourness welled up in her heart, and then turned into tears, held in her eyes, reflecting her eyes crystal clear, and the tears were still hanging in the air , the moment she blinked lightly, it condensed into a teardrop and fell down the pillow along her cheek.

She didn't want to make a sound at first, but she couldn't bear the bitterness, sobbed twice, and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay."

The night was peaceful, and Bai Ming gradually fell asleep under the comfort of his mother.

I was haunted by nightmares all night. The mother in the dream fell to the ground and was dying. The monster showed its sharp fangs, a cigarette in one hand, and wine in the other. He opened his bloody mouth and wanted to eat himself.

Panting for breath, Bai Ming suddenly sat up from the bed, the sun was shining outside the window, it was already a new day, he was blindfolded, when he turned his head, he found that he had cried in his dream and the pillow was wiped off, he quickly wiped away the tears, Looking to the side again, I saw that there was no one beside the bed. It turned out that my mother had already woken up and went to make breakfast for herself.

A strong warmth fell into the courtyard. After Bai Ming cleaned up, he heard his father's snoring one after another coming from the main hall. The sound was so loud that he could hear it clearly even when the door was closed. He ignored it, and after taking the biscuits from his mother, Then hurried to school.

The country road was fresh and fragrant, and he saw the wild dog he met yesterday again, but this time, the wild dog didn't bark, it was already salivating at the sesame seed cakes in Bai Ming's hand, and followed him closely wagging its tail.

Bai Ming smiled brightly. He tore the biscuit in half and threw half of it on the ground, but just as he threw it from his hand, the wild dog jumped up, caught it in one bite, and chewed it with satisfaction, but his four legs still followed the owner of the biscuit. .

Seeing this, Bai Ming had no choice but to quickly stuff half of the biscuit in his hand into his mouth, then turned around and said softly to it: "I don't have any anymore, don't follow me anymore."

Seeing his friend walk into the class, Fatty shouted loudly: "Short! Shorty! Lend me to take a look at your homework!"

Bai Ming took out his homework from his bag, handed it to him obediently, and asked by the way: "Is the teacher here? I have to pay the tuition."

"The sun is coming out from the west, and you're actually rich?"

Xiaopang joked, took the homework book, and copied it non-stop, "The teacher should be here, I heard someone walking on the stairs just now, go to the office on the second floor and look for it."

This school integrating elementary school and junior high school has only two resident teachers from the town, and a supporting male teacher who just came from other provinces last month——

Chang Peng, the three teachers are all young, only in their early 30s, and they are responsible for teaching all the content of the three classes of elementary school and junior high school in turn. Fortunately, there are not many students. There are more than 30 students in the primary school on the first floor, and less than 10 in the middle school.

Bai Ming walked up the stairs to the second floor and walked into the deep corridor. There were two rooms on the left and right sides of the corridor. He looked to both sides. The first room on the left was the junior high school classroom. It was only eight o'clock in the morning, and there was no People come, so it is quiet inside, and the first room on the right is the bathroom of this two-story building.

The second room on the right is empty, even the ground is made of cement, like a temporary spare warehouse, where brooms, dustpans and other sundries are occasionally placed, while the opposite, the second room on the left, is exactly Located at the end of the corridor, the only teacher's office in the school.

He slowly pushed open the door of the office, and saw that there was only the support teacher Chang sitting in the room, and the rising sun shone into the room, and he said dully: "Hello, teacher."

Chang Peng turned his back to him, turned his head, saw the person standing at the door, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Bai Ming walked into the room, took out coins, and put them on the table, "Teacher, I'll pay the tuition."

Chang Peng picked up the stack of coins and counted them back and forth twice, "It's not bad, it's just right."

The matter of tuition fees has always been a knot in Bai Ming's heart. He also knows that his family's conditions are tight and he can't afford too much money. After hearing the teacher say this, the knot will be untied, and he will feel more at ease. After saying "Thank you, teacher", I turned around and left.

But before he could take two steps, his wrist was suddenly pulled. He froze in place, turned around, and saw Chang Peng looking at him with a smile, as if he was looking at a commodity.

"You look so delicate and cute, the teacher couldn't tell for a while, are you a boy or a girl?"

Bai Ming's eyes flickered. He had heard this question since he was a child, and he didn't think it was strange for a long time, so he didn't think too much about it, and whispered: "I'm a boy."

"Boy, it's really watery." Chang Peng nodded, but still clenched his hands, "What's your name?"

Such a detailed question has already crossed the line of defense in Bai Ming's heart. He remembered what his mother said, don't share your personal information with any stranger, but the person in front of him is not a stranger, which makes Bai Ming hesitate. There was no answer for a long time.

As Chang Peng asked, he looked out the door, and when he saw that the corridor was empty, he squinted and smiled, and said, "Teacher is new here, so I still can't recognize you, and if you don't tell me your name, I will How do you remember who paid the money?"

This ugly smile made Bai Ming's face change immediately, he subconsciously wanted to pull out his imprisoned arm, and said timidly: "I, my name is Bai Ming."

But his weak strength was dwarfed by the teacher after all. Chang Peng pulled him tightly, hugged him in his arms, and said with a smirk, "What are you hiding from? Am I so scary?"

The wrist was pinched sorely, Bai Ming couldn't break free, and now his body couldn't help getting closer, his heart was trembling, and he swung his arm vigorously, even though he was firmly held down, he was still struggling to retreat.

"Bai Ming..." Chang Peng repeated, he let go of his hands lightly, smiling all over his face, "I remember your name."

The looseness and inertia caused Bai Ming to slam into the wall behind him. He clutched his wrist. Although he didn't know what Chang Peng's actions were for, he felt very scared and ran out.

But after only two steps, Chang Peng shouted from behind: "Do you want to go to a middle school outside the town, get into a key university, and then leave here?"

Bai Ming was taken aback for a moment, and stopped in place.

This is his dream and his mother's expectation. Only by leaving here can he and his mother get rid of the suffering forever, but this dream is far away, and he can't see the hope at a glance.

But now, these words are easily uttered from Chang Peng's mouth, as if making his wish close at hand and within easy reach.

He turned his head slowly, without speaking.

This trick of Bailing Bailing really caught the prey again. Chang Peng laughed and said, "There will be an arithmetic test next month. If you come to school next weekend, the teacher will make up lessons for you in person, so that you can do well in the test." , You will be able to enter the university naturally.”

These seductive words made Bai Ming vacillate. He seemed to see a spark of hope. He knew that he was not good at mathematics. Maybe he only needed to make up one or two classes, and maybe he could really be admitted to a good university.

But his timid temperament made him dare not approach this mountain village support teacher. He was like a log, neither walking nor staying, so he could only stand there blankly, wanting to go but not daring to go.

The child's thoughts can be known at a glance, and Chang Peng said again: "Don't tell any classmates, and neither can parents. You have to come quietly, and the teacher will quietly make up for you. When you pass the exam, give your parents another Surprise, if you dare to tell others, I will cancel your test scores and make you never go to school."

The threatening words made Bai Ming tremble slightly, and he agreed in a low voice.

"Remember, come alone next weekend." Chang Peng picked out the main points in the words again and repeated them loudly.

Even though his wrist was painful from being held, his mind was already full of making up lessons. He was unsteady and hesitant, so he had no choice but to swallow the matter and stop thinking about it.

Seeing him returning to the teacher on the first floor, Fatty said in surprise, "Short, why have you been there for so long? I finished copying all my homework."

He returned the homework book to Bai Ming, and by the way put a handful of peanuts on top of the homework book.

Bai Ming took the homework and looked at Xiaopang with a puzzled expression.

Xiaopang explained: "This is to thank you. If it is not enough, I have more here."

As he said that, he took out another one from the drawer and looked at Bai Ming with a smile. It seemed that he could always find all kinds of snacks in his schoolbag, such as yesterday’s rock candy and today’s peanuts. Enjoying a lot of happiness, Xiaopang smiled, his eyes disappeared from the smile, and the flesh on his body was trembling, looking very simple and honest.

Bai Ming took the peanut, peeled off the shell, passed one into his mouth, and crunched it down.

Xiaopang leaned over and asked curiously, "Short, what do you think of the new support teacher from the city?"

When Bai Ming thought of the scene just now, he panicked, thought for a few seconds, and replied, "I don't know, but I think he is very strange."

"Strange?" Xiaopang wiped the peanut skin from the corner of his mouth. "Sure enough, it's the same as everyone said. People with other surnames are so strange. Our town is suitable for people with the surname Bai. People from outside are all the same."

Upon hearing this, Bai Ming stopped knocking on Peanut's hand, raised his head and asked, "Who else is there besides Teacher Chang?"

Xiaopang pursed his lips and smacked his tongue: "I just mentioned it to you after school yesterday, and you forgot it so quickly? Also, you were absent-minded yesterday, and you probably didn't remember what I said."

Faced with his complaining tone, Bai Ming quickly apologized.

Xiaopang rolled his eyes at him, and said, "I said that a person with a foreign surname moved in next to your house. He is even more strange. Teacher Chang just came here temporarily. That strange person has lived in our town for a long time. He is still a transfer class from our upstairs junior high school." Sir, until now, I have only been to the school twice, people in our town have nothing to do with their family, they always feel that he is an outsider, and I heard that he has a bad temper, so everyone doesn't like to play with him."

Bai Ming threw the eaten peanut shells into the trash can, and stuffed the unfinished peanuts into his pocket. He never noticed the existence of this person, and then asked, "Then why did he come to our place?"

"Who knows?" Xiaopang shrugged, and stuffed peanuts into his mouth again, "But I heard that he only has a father, and no one has seen what his mother looks like. It should be divorced, otherwise he wouldn't With such a strange character, divorce is not an honorable thing, in our town one has to be instructed behind the scenes."

Bai Ming took a deep breath and didn't say anything, but felt sorry for it in his heart. He didn't dare to think about what life would be like if he lost his mother.

The sunlight outside the window just happened to shine on his hands, and his palms felt hot, so he clenched his fists lightly, as if he could hold the warmth in his hands.

"What's his name?" Bai Ming asked again, as soon as he closed his hands, only a ray of light attracted him.

"I don't know the name, but I heard that he..." Xiaopang's mouth never stopped. He saw that Bai Ming was playing hard, but he didn't care. He continued to fill his mouth with food, which he couldn't hold The broken peanuts fell out of the corner of his mouth, bounced twice on the ground, and landed at the foot of the table.

He imitated Bai Ming's posture, opened and squeezed his palms, and replied casually.

"It seems that the surname is Lu."

65. Teenager

"Turn left on the path in front of your house, and walk a few more houses to that weird man's house."

Bai Ming kept repeating the words Xiaopang said in his mind. He was carrying his schoolbag, standing outside the door of his small shop, not going in for a long time. He looked up at the small road not far away. Narrow, dark, clean alleyway freshly paved with asphalt.

His head was hot, and he wanted to see how strange the person Xiaopang was talking about, and why everyone avoided him.

The sun was setting, and the sky was covered with a blush. Bai Ming came to the alley, turned to the left, and had a panoramic view of the scenery in the alley. I went to work in the farmland during the day, so I should be back soon.

Looking further away, there was a family with the gate of the courtyard open, and Bai Ming could tell at a glance that it was the place where the strange man lived.

He held the shoulder straps of his schoolbag tightly with both hands, and walked along the alley. He felt a little uneasy.