Those years of falling in love with Mosaic [Quick Transmigration]

It is also thanks to the fact that the school at this time is not as strict as it was later on, otherwise, even if Yu's mother wiped out all the money of the four-year-old elementary school student, it would be difficult to get Kou Qiu in.The teacher seldom brought such a young child, and looked at him for a while, feeling a little at a loss, "Let the teacher take a look, and you sit down—Student Yan?"

He suddenly realized that before he finished speaking, Yan Zhuo in the classroom had already sat up straight and raised his hands high.

"Teacher," he said seriously, "Yu Jian sit with me."

Although Yan Zhuo is young, he does know a lot in his heart.He knew that Yu Jian probably didn't like being called Nannan at such a time, so he thoughtfully changed his name, but when he called, he patted the girl's table next to him, expressing openly that he wanted Yu See sit here.

The little girl next to her was unhappy, she pursed her mouth, and wanted to cry.

"Teacher!" She also said in a childish voice, "I don't want to change my deskmate!"

Yanzhuo has good grades and is still the class monitor, why should she have to replace this deskmate!

"..."

The head teacher of the first class of the year has a headache.She looked at Kou Qiu, who was obedient and silent while holding her schoolbag, and then at the girl who wrote "No change, no change, no change, no change" all over her face, and finally she lowered her head and asked Kou Qiu's opinion.

"Where does Yu Jian want to sit?"

Naturally, Kou Qiu would not compete with a child for Yanzhuo's seat at the same table. He stretched out his hand, pointed to the open space next to the desk, and said calmly, "Teacher, I will sit here."

The voice was still childish, but he wanted to act calm and steady like a little adult, which made the head teacher couldn't help reaching out and stroking his head.

Soft, like touching a soft-haired cub.

"Yu Jian is really sensible," she said, "Teacher asks someone to move the table for you."

So Kou Qiu's position was fixed, it was in a place where all the teachers could see him when they lowered their heads, so it was convenient to take care of him.Kou Qiu himself is also very satisfied, this position is obviously quite suitable for studying.

The place closest to the teacher, hey hey.

At first glance, it quite matches his status as a diligent and studious communist successor.

Everyone is satisfied, only Yan Zhuo is not satisfied.

He ran over when class was over, took Kou Qiu's iron pencil case with Teletubbies printed on it, and sharpened pencils with a pencil sharpener one by one with a dull head.The girl on the side also felt bored, looked at him for a long time, and asked: "Yanzhuo, what are you doing? You don't take the exam, why are you cutting so much?"

Yan Zhuo said, "I saw it for Yu."

He put all the sharpened pencils in the pencil case, neatly arranged, like a work of art.When she took it, Yan Zhuo was still worried, "Daughter, please come to me if you need anything."

Kou Qiu nodded.

During the next class break, Yan Zhuo came again, stood by his desk and asked, "Sister, do you want to pee?"

Kou Qiu said, "I won't go."

Yan Zhuo said: "Then drink water?"

Kou Qiu stretched out his fleshy hand, and held up the thermos cup with more than half of it left to show him.

Yan Zhuo still refused to give up, and stood beside his table, like a door god, and asked anxiously, "Do you have any more erasers?"

Kou Qiu took out the eraser from the side pocket of the schoolbag again, "There are still more."

What a big piece.

Brother Yan realized that there was no room for him to use his skills, and he felt as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis. He didn't speak, but turned his head sullenly, and returned to his seat.

Looking at his figure, veteran officer Kou was suddenly blessed at this moment, and understood that Yan Zhuo was similar to the old father's mentality of "the son grows up and doesn't need himself anymore".

He coughed and called out, "Brother Yan?"

The boy who was called turned his head around all of a sudden, "Daughter?"

"Can you...can you help me pull my sleeves?" Kou Qiu stretched out his arms with great effort, and stretched out the arms that were wrapped in cotton clothes like two soft lotus root in front of him, big and Looking at him with bright eyes, she said softly, "Thank you brother."

Yan Zhuo's heart felt as if he drank a mouthful of warm water, and he immediately felt refreshed.

He grabbed the fleshy hand, reached into the sleeve, and pulled down the sleeves of the autumn clothes that were tucked inside.In the end, I went to pull another one and helped my four-year-old brother straighten his clothes.

After finishing, he said: "Okay?"

Kou Qiu nodded.

Yan Zhuo said that again, "Call me if you need anything."

He patted Nannie's head, "My brother is here."

I protect you.

First-grade children have a hellish day, that is, the day of collective vaccination every semester.Doctors and nurses in white coats came to the school in line, and they often had to bring a bag of candy. The teacher also prepared big red flowers in advance, and even coaxed and deceived this group of elementary school students who refused to come forward. Sit on the chair.

Even though the big red flower was there, there were still some students crying hoarsely, clutching the door frame tightly, bursting out with astonishing strength.

"I'm not going!" he howled, "I! NO! GO!!!"

"I'm going to tell mom, you guys are going to spank me... woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, teacher..."

The teachers in charge were overwhelmed, and finally had no choice but to show him a positive example, "Look, you are six years old, and you still cry? Yu Jian is only four years old, and he didn't cry!"

The little boy's crying stopped, and when he looked up, he met Kou Qiu's calm eyes.Kou Qiu was being held by Yan Zhuo, so he stood in the line obediently, without making a sound, watching the students in front of him crying and howling, very calm.

It was as if the needling had nothing to do with him.

Yan Zhuo was a little worried, but he still puffed up his chest, and said to Kou Qiu seriously: "Don't be afraid, my daughter, it doesn't hurt."

Kou Qiu: "..."

I'm not afraid, really.

Isn't it just a needle?

What kind of pain has he never tried before?

He calmly rolled up his sleeves with great effort, exposing a small piece of Bai Shengsheng's arm, and placed it on the table like a piece of tender tofu sold outside.The doctor looked at it for a long time, but couldn't find any obvious blood vessels on the chubby arm, so he waved at Kou Qiu, trying to coax him, "Little friend, can you lie down here?"

Kou Qiu glanced at him, obediently went to lie down on the chair, and took off a small section of pants.The doctor came to give injections to elementary school students for so long, and it was the first time I saw such an obedient one. It was too novel, "How old is the kid?"

Kou Qiu said, "Four years old."

He was not nervous at all, and let the doctor wipe it with alcohol cotton.On the other hand, Yan Zhuo, who was holding his hand, turned pale nervously, and swallowed a little.

"Woo-wow!"

The voice from the next table became louder, and the boy began to pull his arms back desperately, crying out of breath, opening his mouth wide, and the teardrops fell down like money, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... ..."

"Hurry up, Uncle." The doctor was afraid that Kou Qiu would be influenced by others, so he hurriedly said, "I'll give you candy immediately."

He quickly put the needle back, and during this process, Kou Qiu didn't cry a sound, among the group of children who were all screaming and wailing, it was like a white sesame seed thrown into a black sesame seed , could not be more conspicuous.

Teachers and doctors praised him: "How brave!"

The bravest baby in the class!

Little Kou glanced lightly at other children who couldn't even bear this bit of hardship, hiding his merits and fame.

He said deeply to the boy of the system: [Heaven will send a great mission to the people, and they must first work hard on their minds, muscles and bones, and starve their bodies...]

system:【......】

It's just an injection, Dad, isn't your understanding of life too profound?

After he finished fighting, it was Yan Zhuo.

Little Kou pulled up his trousers and stood aside to wait.Yan Zhuo's normally calm face was not very pretty at the moment, she rolled up her sleeves and sat on the chair, stretched out her hand, her little fingers were trembling slightly.

Kou Qiu saw something was wrong and asked, "Brother Yan, are you afraid?"

The boy's back straightened all of a sudden, and he immediately shook his head, "I'm not afraid."

Kou Qiu also believed this. After all, Yan Zhuo usually looks calm beyond his age and knows how to take care of others, not the kind who is afraid of injections at all.He casually comforted: "It doesn't hurt at all, it will pass soon."

Once the eyes are closed and then opened again, the injection is finished.

He watched the doctor push the needle in, while Yan Zhuo pursed his lips tightly and didn't cry at all, he couldn't help feeling a little proud.

[Look at the children coming out of our compound! 】

System brat: […]

But when he turned his head and was about to walk with Yan Zhuo, he found that Brother Yan's face was pale, even his legs were a little weak, and he was holding the handle of the chair with both hands, unable to stand up for a long time.

Kou Qiu said, "Brother Yan?"

As soon as his words fell, Yan Zhuo pursed his mouth, and the tears that he was holding back in front of his younger brother suddenly fell, and his voice immediately merged into the surrounding army.The cries of the whole class were mighty, flowing out like a big river.

Yan Zhuo was only six years old after all, crying very sadly.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Kou Qiu: "..."

The system is chilly, [See?This is the child who came out of your compound. 】

Kou Qiu: […]

Being scared and crying by the injection, when I grow up and recall it in the future, I am afraid that if I can't wait to delete it again, it will be a dark history.

He dug out the toilet paper from Yanzhuo's pocket and handed it over, "Brother Yan."

The hand in front of her still smelled of milk.

Yan Zhuo choked twice, stopped crying, but insisted, "I'm not afraid of pain."

Senior officer Kou obediently passed him the steps, "Yes, brother Yan is not afraid of pain, just pretending to cry to cooperate with them."

Yan Zhuo was silent for a long while, and sullenly took his brother's hand again.

He can't deceive himself, he is not even as good as a daughter who needs protection!

Perhaps in order to regain some face as an older brother, Yan Zhuo forcibly saved his respect, and left his own chocolate milk to Kou Qiu on this day, while he himself took the bag of original flavor in front of Kou Qiu, "Give it to my daughter-in-law. "

School lunch milk is distributed randomly, and there is no way to fix who gets what flavor.But the tastes that the students in the class like are very uniform, that is, the sweet chocolate flavor.

Compared with the original taste that is not sweet at all, chocolate is power!

Because of this, someone saw that Yan Zhuo didn't drink his bag, and immediately came over, "Yan Zhuo, do you want to change?"

Without raising her head, Yan Zhuo said, "No change."

He took the milk in front of Kou Qiu and put his own on it, his voice suddenly softened.

"Naughty drink."

Kou Qiu said, "You don't want to drink?"

"Well," Yan Zhuo said without blinking, "I don't like chocolate flavor."

Onlookers: "..."

At this moment, they still don't know what a pet is, and they don't even know what is going on with this strange feeling. They just feel that they have been hit.

Well, it's kind of heavy.

Kou Qiu had a great time in the first grade.The teacher took care of him during class, Yanzhuo would come to accompany him after class, and his mother prepared hot meals after returning home, and hurriedly asked him to wash his hands.Although Yu's father can't go home every day, he will throw him high when he comes back, and bring him that kind of small toy, Superman packed in a plastic eggshell, and two pieces of paper roughly folded. Even a small bamboo dragonfly can make Kou Qiu happy for a long time.

Father Yu put him on his shoulder and shook him with a smile, "You like it so much, little girl?"

Kou Qiu held the crude green bamboo dragonfly tightly and said, "Yes."

He lowered his head, trying to wrap his two chubby arms around Father Yu's head.

【I'm really happy," Kou Qiu said to his son, with a serious tone, 【Ah, I'm really happy...】

He couldn't remember how long he hadn't enjoyed such love from his parents.

Rather, he never enjoyed it.

Kou Qiu always knew what kind of existence he was.When he was in the orphanage, those people would look in through the iron gate and take back the children they liked.That day was like a holiday for the orphanage.The teacher in the orphanage will dress them up very cleanly and say to each of them: "Everyone likes lively and cute children. Promise me that everyone will do their best today, okay?"

All the children agreed in unison, only Kou Qiu moved his lips, but did not speak.

He stayed in the orphanage until he was 16 years old.

In the past 16 years, the little girl who was very happy swinging the wooden horse left, the tiger who ran with sweat on her forehead left, and the girl who was able to stand on the swing and swing was also taken away.They all have a new home, and Kou Qiu knows that they will have a father and a mother.Maybe there will be a whipped cream cake for them on their birthday, unlike the children in the orphanage who can only squeeze together on the same day of the month to have a simple birthday for all of them.

But he can't have it.

When you look at this group of children, all you can see are those enthusiastic, lively and lovely smiling faces, and who can see that there is a child behind them, who looks neither lively nor cute , or even gloomy misfits, sitting silently in upholstered chairs?

Kou Qiu didn't think there was anything to complain about, he was lucky enough.He wouldn't even have survived, let alone attended school and grown up with the help of neighbors, if it wasn't for state funding.He only regrets one thing, he has been helped for so long, but he can't even drag this fragile body like glass to do something for this country.

So, how happy he is now.Even if he returns to the real world, he has nothing left, at least, there is still something for him to remember.

He hugged Father Yu's head even tighter, and could even smell the aroma of soap from above.Kou Qiu closed his eyes, smelled it silently, and only told himself quietly in his heart:

--remember.

——This is the taste of Dad.

This year's birthday, Kou Qiu spent it in the arms of his parents.He sat on his father's lap, next door was the Yan family, and there were several classmates in the class.They ate hot noodles together, and there was a colorful cake filled with flowers squeezed out of buttercream. Five candles were inserted on the cake, and Yu's mother held her close and asked him to breathe with a smile.

"Don't forget to make a wish," she said, "it's the most effective time to make a wish!"

Kou Qiu clasped his hands together and made a wish earnestly.

The system asked curiously: [What did you promise, what did you promise? 】

Senior cadre Kou answered it, [Gossip. 】

System brat: […]

It puffed up its mouth angrily.

It really makes the system angry, now the time is wrong, it will have to wait at least another 14 years to see its little wife.Life is already so boring, why can't we even gossip a little bit and maintain a little curiosity?

Isn't that very boring?

It quietly complained, 【Abba, you have changed. 】

You were willing to tell me honestly before, but now you are hiding it from me!

Kou Qiu laughed, feeling that its state was like a bitter wife who lost her husband's favor.

[Actually, there is nothing you can’t say,] he said, [it’s just a simple wish. 】

The system vigilantly said: [Isn't it because you wish to become a Young Pioneer right away? 】

Then I admire you very much, Comrade Kou.

Kou Qiu said: 【...No. 】

At least, at this moment, he is immersed in the unprecedented happiness of being with his family, and wants to keep this wish selfishly, and no longer just serve the people.

Kou Qiu didn't dare to ask for this happiness to last, he only quietly made a wish.

Let Yu's father and mother be healthy.

He was content to have this time stolen from heaven.

In the second year, Yu's father was promoted to a military rank.When Kou Qiu and Yan Zhuo were lying on the table doing their homework, they saw a familiar car coming in through the window. Father Yu got out of it in high spirits, and brought a young man with him, who seemed to have just grown up. Still a soldier with no rank.

"This is An Xiao," he introduced to Mother Yu, "he's the recruit I'm leading now."

The young man named An Xiao has a very sweet mouth, with two small dimples when he smiles, and he calls sister when he opens his mouth.Mother Yu was elated by his shout, she wiped her hands on the towel, and hurriedly let him in, "Come in and have a cup of tea!"

Father Yu obviously admired An Xiao very much, and praised An Xiao for his hard training, fast learning, serious work, and talent for being a soldier.Kou Qiu and Yan Zhuo poked out their heads at the door to listen, after a while, it was Yu's father who saw his youngest son's dark head first, and couldn't help laughing, "Ninny?"

Kou Qiu said, "Dad."

He stood up straight and walked out through the door.

An Xiao glanced over at once, stared at Kou Qiu for a long time, and then said: "Your son is so young?"

When he said this, his eyes did not leave Kou Qiu.For some reason, this kind of gaze made Kou Qiu a little uncomfortable, like seeing a sticky snake, cold and wet, crawling up against his arm.

He shivered, and rolled his bare white arms behind his back.

Father Yu didn't care, and replied, "Yes, this is my youngest son."

He carried Kou Qiu over and stabbed him with his stubble as usual, both of them giggled, "Do you miss Dad?"

Kou Qiu put his hand on his chin and whispered, "I want to..."

"Boy Gangyan is teaching you to do your homework?" Father Yu said, putting him down and patting him on the back, "Go on and study, Dad has something to do, I'll be with you later."

Kou Qiu responded and went down obediently.When he entered the room, he could still feel the gaze sliding in after him, and fixed on him firmly.

Goosebumps formed on his arms, as if those eyes were trying to pull him into a fetid swamp, until he sat at the table, his hands still cold.

As soon as Yan Zhuo touched the back of his hand, he immediately sensed something was wrong, "Daughter?"

Why is it so cold?

Kou Qiu said, "I don't like that person."

He pointed to An Xiao who was sitting in the living room, and frowned.

"I do not like......"

I can't tell where it is, the eyebrows and eyes are clearly defined, but there is always something that makes people feel uncomfortable.This feeling is too strange, and it doesn't make much sense. Even Kou Qiu himself felt childish when he said it, but Yanzhuo looked in the direction he pointed, and immediately said: "I don't like it, and I don't like it either." .”

He wrapped Kou Qiu's hand and said, "Do you want to go to my house to do your homework?"

Senior cadre Kou said, "Okay."

They turned over the window silently, Kou Qiu had short legs and couldn't touch the ground, Yan Zhuo followed him underneath, the two of them poked their heads into the living room, then fished out their schoolbags, and their heads ran away without returning.Holding hands while running, the schoolbag bouncing up and down, it's not happy.

The two mothers who were drying the quilt on the roof next to them witnessed the whole process and felt complicated.

Mother Yu: "...What do you think it looks like?"

Mother of Yan: "In "Returning the Pearl and Princess", Mengdan elopes with that concubine?"

Mother Yu: "...I think so too."

For some reason, she always felt as if she had a son-in-law.

Hmm, probably an illusion.