Lin Zimu

"Zimu." Yang Youfeng yelled loudly before reaching Lin Zimu's house, and he waved happily when he saw Lin Zimu sitting at the door.

Lin Zimu saw Yang Youfeng and Yan Lin who came with Yang Youfeng, when they approached, Lin Zimu suddenly picked up a stone on the ground and threw it towards Yan Lin.

"Lin Zimu, what are you doing? Do you want to fight?" Yan Lin was thrown a stone on his forehead, and there was a slight trace of bleeding. He felt pain when he touched it, so he ran to Lin Zimu angrily, and grabbed Lin Zimu's shoulder with both hands, " Do you want to fight?"

But it was Lin Zimu's eyes full of anger, those eyes were lonely, helpless, pitiful, very deep, and suddenly, Yan Lin let go of his hands.

He heard Yang Youfeng say: "Lin Zimu's parents are both dead, they died in a car accident."

"Get out, get out, you killed my parents, get out." Lin Zimu pushed Yan Lin away.He's not stupid, Yan Lin lied to him to go to the grape trellis, and then beat him, he was accused of being a thief, his father was injured because of his fight with others, and he had to go to the hospital, everything was paid by Yan Lin, yes This man killed his own parents.

I killed my parents.If he didn't want to eat grapes, he wouldn't be deceived by Yan Lin, Lin Zimu really hated himself.

"Zimu." Yang Youfeng stepped forward to hold him back, "Zimu, stop crying."

It was the first time in Yan Lin's life that someone scolded and stoned him like this, but he didn't fight back, nor did he want to take revenge.Seeing Lin Zimu crying so sadly, he was silent for a long time, but he couldn't speak. Lin Zimu said that he killed his parents. He didn't understand, but he didn't know how to explain.

Finally, he left alone.Halfway through the walk, he looked back at Lin Zimu again. He saw an old lady with a cane come out, and together with Yang Youfeng, they led Lin Zimu into the house.

My heart was blocked by something, and I felt a little uncomfortable.

After a while, Lin Zimu finally decided to go to school under the guidance of the old lady.But in the classroom, he never saw Yan Lin again.Not this day, and not since.

Lin Zimu was taciturn in the classroom, except for Yang Youfeng, he didn't speak to anyone. These people had wronged him for stealing things, and he was warned by his parents that he was a thief and he didn't like to talk to him.Therefore, Lin Zimu's preschool life was spent in exclusion and serious study.

"Zimu, you scored 100 points in both Chinese and Mathematics, which is really good." Yang Youfeng looked at Lin Zimu's test paper and was about to drool, "I only have 38 points." Yang Youfeng has a simple personality, and he didn't know that he could cheat during the exam.

"Well, my grandma will be happy." Lin Zimu finally smiled as he looked at the two 100-point test papers.A clean, quiet smile.

"Let's go, winter vacation starts today, do you want to come to my house for dinner?" Yang Youfeng asked.

"I'm not going." Lin Zimu shook his head, "I want to go home and do my laundry."

"What about your mother-in-law, doesn't she know how to wash clothes?" Yang Youfeng was young, and felt that washing clothes was an adult's job.

Lin Zimu shook his head: "Grandma is getting old, almost 80 years old."

"Then I'll go wash with you." Yang Youfeng grinned.

"Really." Lin Zimu's eyes lit up, "Then you have dinner at my house tonight..."

"Okay, I like your grandma's pickled radishes." Yang Youfeng often goes to Lin Zimu's house for dinner. Children are not picky eaters, and their favorite is pickled radishes. They are sweet and sour, and can be eaten as a dish or as a snack.Although my grandmother is old, this dish is indeed delicious.

Li Jiaoniang only knows how to cook dishes, she doesn't know the color and smell at all, she can't compare with her grandmother's cooking skills.