Devil’s Warmth

After a long summer vacation, Pei Chuan's parents finally reached a compromise with each other.

The most suitable age for a child's prosthesis is between seven and fourteen. The too immature bodies could not bear the pain of prosthetic exercises, and they finally decided to do this until Pei Chuan was nine years old.

When elementary school started, it was much more lively than preschool. In the early autumn of 1997, the children in the preschool corresponded to the first grade, and the children in the second class went to the second preschool.

Bei Yao was surprised to find a magical thing-she had a clear fourth grade memory in her mind.

Two major events happened in the fourth grade-the first was to build roads from home to school. Children in Beiyao District had to go around the path to school every day.

The second one was when I was in the fourth grade, I bumped into a car and lost a lot of money. My mother filled the bottomless hole with her savings while crying.

Bei Yao is young and thinking about these things is not clear. She only knows that both things mean bad.

But now it's more attractive to Little, her new head teacher. By the first grade, their class teacher was called Hong Guanjing. A bad-tempered woman in her thirties, Bei Yao remembered that she had written the wrong homework once and was hit by the palm of her hand.

She subconsciously feared the unfriendly Chinese teacher and class teacher.

Beiyao asked uneasily, "Mom, can I go to the second grade and study?"

Zhao Zhilan hugged her and stepped over the puddle: "No, the first class can only go to the first class."

Bei Yao was lying weakly in Zhao Zhilan's arms.

As a result, when she went to sign up, she discovered that the smiling female teacher was not Hong Guanjing, but a thin and intellectual female teacher. Called Cai Qingyu.

Beiyao took a moment, and then she remembered something important. In this life, she didn't read a kindergarten, so she went completely different from before. She was supposed to go to preschool now, so the teacher changed.

This means that everything in the future is unknown.

Bei Yao quietly looked at the unfamiliar head teacher, Cai Qingyu smiled and registered her, then praised Zhao Zhilan: "I have seen Bei Yao's grades in preschool, it's very good."

Zhao Zhilan quickly said: "Thank you teacher, I will trouble you in the future."

"You're welcome."

Cai Qingyu groaned, looked at the little girl next to her mother, and asked Zhao Zhilan, "Are you and Pei Chuan in a community?"

"correct."

"Okay, it's okay. The named child will come to school again tomorrow. We will issue textbooks."

Cai Qingyu knew in advance that there would be a hot potato in her class, and she also talked with Yu Qian teacher in preschool. She teaches elementary school knowledge. It is quite difficult to teach for a full six years at a session. The Chinese and math teachers are female teachers, but no one can help Pei Chuan, who is growing up, take off his pants and go to the toilet.

Yu Qian sighed: "He is very sensitive. He didn't ask me to use the toilet once in the preschool. If you can, please take care of him."

Cai Qingyu was a little surprised.

She also knows that the development path of such incomplete children is a curve, because she pays special attention to a few children who are neighbors in her class and Peichuan.

Chen Hu, Fang Minjun, Bei Yao, and Li Da.

There are a total of 62 people in the first class. No one will come out. This time, Pei Chuan has the same table.

But Mr. Yu said that this child has no kindness to everyone, and it is uncomfortable for any child to be at the same table with him.

Pei Chuan came early that day in the first grade. Teacher Cai waved at him. The child's eyes were silent in the morning light like the dawn of dawn. He paused and pushed the wheelchair towards Teacher Cai.

Teacher Cai knew his personality, so he didn't say much, and put the four names on the paper in front of him.

Teacher Cai smiled and said briskly: "Pei Chuan, the teacher plays a game with you. If you refer to a name, he will be at your table."

Teacher Cai knew that Pei Chuan, who had only attended preschool, was illiterate. She wanted to let this child choose a table at the same table in this fair way.

Pei Chuan's eyes looked at the four names quietly.

He really doesn't know.

Except that Fang Minjun was three words, he could guess it was her. The other three names became a multiple choice question before him.

He looked down.

There is a word "Da" in the word "Da". He also guessed the name was "Li Da".

There are only two options left.

He couldn't rule it out.

He sat for a long time, and Cai Qingyu couldn't help urging him.

His eyes moved slightly, and he quietly fell on the preschool grades spread out on the table. One 50 and one 99. He took a look and then looked back, this time he knew which name was Chen Hu and which was Bei Yao.

The first lesson taught him in the preschool was that if he didn't fight, he would have nothing.

Life is not good for him, and the selfish talents of this world will usher in the dawn. His finger slipped over the first name on the paper and landed on the third name.

Bei Yao and Pei Chuan were at the same table again. She was very happy, Xinger's eyes were clear, like water grapes.

Her little milky voice was glutinous: "Pei Chuan, will I bring the stick tomorrow to play together?" Although her memory is a few years ahead, her mind is limited by this body and her childlike heart is lovely and fresh.

Pei Chuan still didn't speak, he pursed his lips.

Everyone in the class has his own table, he is not a good person. Deprived her of three quarters of the probability that he was not at the same table, in exchange for the next six years.

Because the same table became Pei Chuan again, Bei Yao was very happy. She brought the thin colored sticks that her mother bought into her schoolbag and played with Pei Chuan after class.

The stick was originally a tool used by first-grade math teachers to teach addition, subtraction, and counting, but Bei Yao knew that there was another kind of game called picking a stick. Hold all hands first, and then loosen it violently. The sticks will be scattered around the table and picked up one by one, but other sticks cannot be alarmed in the process. Whoever picks up more wins.

In the era of lack of material, this is a game that all children love to play, just like the popular jump ball in the second and third grades.

She handed the stick to him with her little hand: "You first."

The person who comes first will have an advantage. Each child wants to compete for this first. He looks at the innocent and clear eyes around him and reaches for it.

For the first time, he played such a game with a little girl.

However, he was not as calm as a child. Her small hand was clumsy, but he could calmly pick it up.

In the end there were fifty sticks in total, he had 43 sticks and Beyao had 7 sticks.

Pei Chuan has a lot of colorful sticks in his hands. He looked at her, she blinked and looked at the solitary seven roots in her hands. For the first time, I knew that playing with Pei Chuan was not fun at all.

His expressionlessness can make her playless.

The young Pei Chuan didn't know how to give up. Like the tenacious young bamboo that stood in the hail of 1996, he faced the wind and rain and was finally broken by the wind.

Bei Yao grinned, showing his small baby teeth: "Pei Chuan is amazing."

Bei Yao continued to play with him, and was then abused by him.

He didn't let her, she couldn't pick up more than ten after playing simple addition and subtraction in math.

She was tender and soft, and contained the coolness of a child's greatest tolerance.

However, in the second hot summer, Pei Chuan, who never drinks water in school, will bring an extra glass of water when the second grade arrives. Crossing that 38th line, the water glass will finally appear on Xiao Beiyao's table.

Fang Minjun collapsed.

In the first grade, her Chinese and math scores were 93 and 94, respectively. And Bei Yao is 95, 100. So the whole second grade was studying with her heart.

What even made her collapse was that the first double-percentage in the class was Pei Chuan who had no legs.

Fang Minjun almost cried, and finally Zhao Xiu asked. She cried and said, "Bei Yao peeked at Pei Chuan's paper, Pei Chuan did not cover it."

Zhao Xiu thought, Zhao Zhilan's daughter was prosperous, and she cheated at a young age.

After she figured it out, she comforted Minjun below: "It's okay. In the third grade, I will change the seat exam. I don't believe she can copy others."

As for the first person, Pei Chuan, she is clever and clever, but she is mentally handicapped, but it is a disability. It is estimated that finding a job and marrying a wife is a problem. Who is willing to marry a girl to such a person.

As for Chen Hu, the level at the bottom of the entire community has been stable, and each test is the last.

Pei Chuan hates two courses most.

Music and sports.

This is a lesson that all children except him like. Music lessons teach singing. In the sunset, female teachers step on the organ and teach children to sing songs on music books.

This music class sings "Snails and Orioles".

He is seven years old and is changing his teeth. There are two missing front teeth and rarely speak at home. Pei Chuan listened silently with strong self-esteem and shame.

His little fellow's voice was crisp, like a cheerful little bird on a branch in the morning.

Bei Yao hasn't faded yet. The little milky tone is gone, and there are still two buds with ribbons on her head. The teacher taught her, and she sang, "Snail carrying that heavy shell, climb up step by step ~"

She also began to change teeth, sing and talk, but she was very good, and the teacher taught her what to sing. The children's clear voice followed.

Music teacher Zhu frowns looking at Pei Chuan by the third row of windows.

She stopped stepping on the organ and frowned: "Pei Chuan, why not sing with everyone?"

Pei Chuan Hei Tong looked at the teacher quietly.

This child had no other children's timidity to the teacher, and his eyes looked like a piece of standing water. He didn't even answer the words of Teacher Zhu.

Teacher Zhu feels ashamed and has no reason to dislike him for being so cold and gloomy.

She said, "You have bad legs, but you can sing but you don't sing. Do you disrespect the teacher like this?"

Pei Chuan remained silent.

Teacher Zhu was so angry that she exerted her coercion: "Now, let me sing, and you sing along!"