escape and return

"Fangge, have you finished your homework?" Grandma came out from the inner kitchen. Fangge just finished his homework and was about to stand up. He wanted to pack up his books and go out to hide and play for a while. Hearing her words, he stopped and stood up. He sat down again stiffly, opened the homework book, and copied the new characters he had just copied.

Grandma glanced at him, turned around and took a plate of peas from the kitchen, sat next to him and began to peel the beans.Fang Ge's academic performance is very good, and he always uses his matt book very quickly. It is estimated that half of it is due to his grandpa and grandma's strict aura of discipline. , It kills people invisible.

Today's "Operation Wangshan" was forced to suspend again, and Fangge spent his short free time before dinner with a double workload. "Operation Wangshan" was determined by Xiao Fangge himself. Since he came here, he would look at the tallest mountain in the far west for a while almost every day, and then silently look forward to it in his heart, looking forward to the next moment for his parents will come from the other side of the mountain and appear before him.

When he came here for the first time, he remembered clearly where he passed by on the road and where his home was. He always felt that facing that direction would bring him closer to home, as if he could Seeing under the dim light, parents, sisters and younger brothers are eating together quietly around the dining table.They must have missed me too!Fang Ge thought secretly.

I ate with my uncle's family. My grandpa and grandma have seven children, four girls and three boys. They are all married. At present, my uncle's family is still living with my grandpa and grandma. Fangge doesn't like this uncle very much. At the dinner table, The unpleasant uncle started to say some nasty words again.

"Eat more, don't let others say that we don't give you food, shrink up every day like a small chicken, and can run away when the wind blows." He glanced at Fang Ge, his face full of disgust, "The little one raised by others Dog, useless thing."

Grandpa and grandma only cared about eating by themselves, and no one said a word for him. These words were almost a hurdle he had to face every day.Many times he was thinking, since his biological parents didn't want him, why did they bring him back?Bring him back and throw him here, why bother?

Little Fangge also cried and made troubles. When he first came, he cried every day facing the high mountains in the west, crying for his mother. At that time, his biological mother was still here, and beat him whenever he cried. , the bamboo stick in his hand never left his hand, and later, Fangge was scared, and he began to calm down and slowly accept the reality.Within a few days, his mother left, leaving him here alone without leaving a word.

Here, no one thought about what to say to Fangge, discuss anything, or care about his demands, none of them, they just blindly arranged, arranged for him to live with his grandparents, arranged for him to sleep on that bed The creaking old wooden bed, arranged for him to take care of my uncle's four-year-old son, arranged for him to wash dishes by the sink higher than him, arranged for him to wash clothes in the river, arranged for him to go to elementary school, and greeted him a little carelessly. What came was just a scolding, such as dirty dishes and clothes, and the precious son of his uncle's family who accidentally fell down.

He misses his younger brother Yuan Song so much. Compared with this four-year-old boy, Yuan Song is simply an angel.

The only thing that can make Fang Ge happier is that he is in school, where no one beats him, scolds him, and no one taunts him.He is a fast learner, and he can memorize Chinese texts after reading them once or twice. Over time, the teacher let him take on the responsibility of the class monitor. All the students in the class came to him to endorse, and those who didn't understand math also came to find him. He, he was forced to inherit the mantle of the head teacher in class.

Generally speaking, his campus life is not bad, maybe because he is the class monitor, maybe because of his good grades, many students are willing to play with him, they will play cops and thieves together on the playground, and sometimes eagles and chickens , Even girls will ask him to dance rubber band together.However, Fang Ge is a shy child. He has stayed in the mountains for a long time and has never gotten along with little girls. He doesn't know how to get along with girls.

The village is near the river, and the whole house seems to be soaked in thick fog in the early morning of winter. When the door is opened, the grid is shivering with cold.Although he is wearing the sweater his mother knit for him and the old coat from before, he will still be unbearably cold when the dew is heavy, so now he relies on running to automatically generate heat every morning on the way to school.

Recently, he hadn't been late for several days in a row, and the teacher looked at him with a kind light in his eyes.One day, after he arrived at school, the school hadn't started his morning reading yet. Seeing him coming in, Wu Weiwei, his deskmate, immediately took out a bag of things from the drawer and stuffed it into his arms like offering a treasure. A chill came from his arms. When it came, he was so scared that he was almost thrown away.

"Hey, at the same table, you can't throw it away. Let me tell you, this thing is a good thing. I don't even want to eat it myself. I climbed on the roof last night and left it for you all night. Today I didn't eat it for breakfast. I came here just to give you this." Wu Weiwei emphasized again worriedly: "Don't throw it away, I ate it the day before yesterday, it was delicious and cold, I guess the popsicles in their big cities are like this " After she finished speaking, she tilted her head, narrowed her eyes, and smacked her lips.

Looking at her, Fangge was a little curious about what it was, so he opened the plastic bag, only to find a transparent ice cube the size of a bowl lying inside, which really didn't look like anything delicious.

"Wu Weiwei, it's better for you to eat by yourself, thank you." As he said, Fangge pushed the bag towards the tablemate.

"Oh, my deskmate, you can eat it, it's so sweet, really, I added a lot of rock sugar to it."

"Why are you feeding it to me?" He asked his deskmate in a low voice, his face flushed.

"Oh, my mother said that I should treat others well when others treat me well. I can't owe others favors. You see you teach me to read every morning, so I can't repay you." Wu Weiwei patted him on the back loudly. "No, I'll honor you with something good." After she finished speaking, she turned sideways and urged Fangge to eat quickly, or it would be melted.

Fang Ge couldn't resist his kindness, and under the eager eyes of his tablemate, he put that large piece of ice to his mouth.At this time, there were already many students in the class, and he was holding the bag on his waist, chewing ice cubes quickly under the drawer.

"Hey, at the same table, it's delicious! Isn't it sweet?"

He didn't know if it tasted good or not, but it was true that he was about to freeze to death.He sighed softly, and insisted on chewing the big piece of ice under the gaze of his deskmate.After eating, he felt that his mouth was completely numb, and gusts of cold air kept coming out of his mouth, and the bag in his hand was still exuding a burst of coldness.He has never eaten popsicles, but he probably won't like to eat popsicles in the future.

In the morning reading class, Fang Ge felt his stomach ache, and ran to the toilet several times in a row. When he finished the fourth time, the head teacher blocked him at the door of the classroom.

"Fangge, what's wrong with you? You look so ugly, what's wrong?" She touched Fangge's forehead, covered in cold sweat.

Fangge bit his lip, shook his head, there was no more food in his stomach, so there might be no problem.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell the teacher, you know? Don't be afraid!" The class teacher patted Fang Ge's head and looked at his pale face, "Are you really okay?"

"I'm really fine, thank you teacher!" Fangge took a step back, bowed to the head teacher, walked around her into the classroom, and returned to his seat.

Fangge always felt that he was hot and cold all morning, his head was getting heavier and heavier, and his stomach occasionally had cramps. Finally, after class, he could finally lie down and rest for a while.

"Fangge, Fangge, wake up, school is over, go home for dinner." The class teacher came again, when she came to check on the class, the children all went back to have lunch, only Fangge was still lying on the table, this Something is wrong with the child this morning.She lifted Fangge's head, touched his forehead, it was terribly hot, immediately picked him up and rushed to the clinic outside the school.

Maybe it's the depressed nerves and depressed emotions in recent months, maybe it's the continuous cold and cold in the winter, coupled with the icy fuse all morning, the strong Fangge child finally couldn't hold on. Living. The high fever of 42 degrees made him confused and his head was rumbling. He couldn't hear what the head teacher asked, but he could only see the teacher's mouth opening and closing, saying something to him.After the injection, I borrowed some water from the clinic to feed him medicine. The head teacher had no contact information for his parents, so he had to take him home.

That day was almost the happiest day for Fangge in several months. Someone gently put him in the soft quilt, covered him with a warm quilt, and there was something cool on his forehead, so comfortable.

When he woke up, the head teacher had already gone to work, and an old woman was sitting on a chair beside the bed, knitting a sweater.He blinked, turned his head to look at the old man beside him, the sun shone through the window and draped on his grandma's shoulders, looking warm, it reminded him of the old woman next door - Uncle Yuan's mother, the old woman often He would take some food out of his pocket and give it to him and Yuan Song, like a magic trick, sometimes it was dried sweet potatoes, sometimes it was peanuts, sometimes it was pumpkin seeds...

"Wake up! Oh, let me touch it." The old woman touched Fangge's forehead, and the fever subsided.

"Good boy, are you hungry? Get up and have some porridge. I've been heating it in the pot."

Looking at grandma's kind face, Fang Ge felt his nose sore, tears almost rolling down his face.

"Grandma, where is this?"

"Your homeroom teacher is my daughter. She carried you back. She has already asked you for leave. Take a good rest today, ah." The old lady led Fangge out of bed and walked downstairs, "It's too cold for you I caught a cold and had a high fever of 42 degrees, do you know how to wear more clothes when you go back?" Fang Ge nodded obediently, most of last winter's clothes were too short, but it should be fine to wear them inside, Fang Ge thought silently.

"Where is your home, child? Do you want to inform the family and let someone pick you up?"

Fang Ge squeezed the spoon tightly with one hand, clasped the bowl rim with the other, lowered his head and sniffed, they would not care about him, he knew, and no one would come to pick him up, he understood too well.

"Grandma, it's okay. I'm fine now and I can go by myself." He raised his head and smiled at grandma. "I live far away, so it's inconvenient for them to come and pick me up."

"Which village? You just had a high fever, and you are weak. Be good, tell grandma, grandma will call you home."

"Grandma, I don't know the phone number at home." Fang Ge looked up at grandma, "It's called Lihe Village, have you heard of grandma?"

"Oh, Lihe Village is not close. You have to walk so far to go to school, kid. It's not easy."

"Don't worry, grandma, I walk like this every day, and I'm in good health. Illnesses come and go quickly, no problem." Fang Ge straightened his back and stretched out his small hand to pat his chest.

That day, Fangge insisted on leaving the teacher's house after finishing his porridge. The first thing he did after returning to school was to find the head teacher.Everyone was in the last class of the afternoon, and the teacher's office was quiet. Fang Ge stretched out his little head to look at it several times, and finally plucked up the courage to walk into the teacher's office.

"Hello teacher!"

"Oh, Fangge, why are you here? Are you feeling better? Come, teacher, take a look." She pressed her warm and dry palm to Fangge's forehead, and then touched her own, "Well, the fever is gone. Come down. Have you taken the medicine on the table?"

"Grandma gave it to me, thank you teacher!" Little Fangge paused, "Teacher, how much did you pay for the doctor's visit at noon? I'll bring it to you tomorrow." He was a little nervous, wondering if his grandparents would help him out. This money.

"This child! No need, it doesn't have much money, it doesn't matter, the teacher will pay for it for you. Go home and let your parents take care of you and wear more clothes."

"But teacher, I can't let you spend money..."

"Hey kid, why are you so sensible? Then, when you get up early in class tomorrow, you can help the teacher sit on the podium and lead the reading, can you? Just treat it as repaying the teacher's money." Fang Ge looked at it with wide eyes. Class teacher, with bright black eyes, you don't need to ask grandparents for money! "Is it really possible? I am willing, thank you teacher!" He gave a big bow to the teacher in charge.

"Well, let's go." The class teacher rubbed his head and let him go out.On the way home, Fangge kept thinking that the homeroom teacher and his family are really good people, he must study hard and repay them well in the future.