Author: wwwaaannnggg
Word count: 17836
Two flowers bloom, each representing a branch.
A yellow orchid is dotted on the branch outside the window, ready to bloom, as white as jade, pure and flawless, and there is also a flower inside the window, which has been devastated and gradually blackened.
“Sinister! Beast! Trash! Tell me what you did at school? Skipping classes! Drinking! Smoking! Fighting! Stealing! Beating up the teacher! What the hell! Are you worthy of me! Are you worthy of the tuition I paid! Useless burden, let me die soon, I raised you so big, I wasted so much money!”
Inside the window, a drunk middle-aged man beat the boy who was curled up on the ground with an iron hanger, and an eighty-year-old woman stood by and helplessly stopped him, cursing, making noise, crying, and despairing. Finally, the middle-aged man kicked the wounded boy out of the house and closed the door with a bang.
The protagonist of the story is this young man named Xiaoqiang. He is thirteen years old and is in the first grade of junior high school. However, he is a bad student. He has done all the bad things that bad boys do, such as truancy, drinking and fighting, and he has done bad things that bad boys don’t do. Therefore, the violent father almost beat him to death just now, and finally kicked him out of the house.
In fact, every child is a blank sheet of paper at the beginning, and no one is born a villain. Whether the painting on the blank sheet of paper looks good or not depends on the person who draws it, that is, the family environment and educational environment.
Xiaoqiang was a blank slate at the beginning. Since his father and mother divorced when he was two years old, and his mother left home, since then, his father began to become nervous, irrational, and regardless of the reason, and often beat Xiaoqiang violently.
In the corridor under the dim light, Xiaoqiang stood up as if nothing had happened. His heart was already numb. If the man was not his father, he would have killed him. But at this time, he was worried about where he should spend the night tonight. Would he go to the park to spend the night with homeless people?
“Xiaoqiang, where are you going so late?”
Before he knew it, Xiaoqiang had reached the stairs on the second floor, and a beautiful figure appeared in front of him. A young woman about 35 years old was standing in front of him. She was at least 1.75 meters tall, with long straight black hair, a typical oriental intellectual beauty.
The woman’s name is Wang Feng, who lived downstairs from them. Her husband had a car accident two years ago and unfortunately passed away. With Wang Feng’s conditions, she could have found another man at that time, but she lived alone and did not find another man. No, there was also a nine-year-old girl.Son.
“Xiaoqiang, it’s not safe outside at night. Go to Aunt Wang’s house tonight. Aunt Wang will talk to your dad about it tomorrow. What kind of a man is he to vent his anger on a child when he’s drunk?” Wang Feng didn’t pay attention to the wound on Xiaoqiang’s face.
In fact, Xiaoqiang was beaten before and often hid at Wang Feng’s house, so Wang Feng did this set of movements very skillfully and simply.
The thirteen-year-old boy already has a ignorant understanding of the relationship between boys and girls. When he is held by Wang Feng’s soft hand, Xiaoqiang blushes and follows Wang Feng into the house obediently.
When he was young, Xiaoqiang’s grandmother always liked to take him to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. In order to be greedy for cheap, the vegetable farmers who sell vegetables always push Xiaoqiang to the front, using the excuse that Xiaoqiang does not have a mother, to win sympathy and make the vegetable sellers cheaper. One or two cents to start.
Wang Feng, who is a psychological counselor, of course also sees through this point, just to take into account the child’s self-esteem, he only sees through it, and doesn’t point it out.
Entering Wang Feng’s home, the living room was brightly lit and elegantly decorated, which was several grades higher than Xiaoqiang’s home. Wang Feng asked Xiaoqiang to sit on the sofa, turned around and entered the kitchen, and after a while put a bowl of steaming noodles in front of him.
“Xiaoqiang, stay at Aunt Wang’s place tonight. Are you starving? After eating this bowl of noodles, go take a shower. Aunt Wang has cleaned up the guest room. Xixi (Wang Feng’s daughter) is boarding at the school. You will sleep in her room tonight.”
Smelling the scent of a mature woman on Wang Feng, Xiao Qiang’s heart pounded. He was very grateful that Wang Feng was so kind to him. At the same time, he felt a little inferior when facing Wang Feng, and quickly said: “Aunt Wang, thank you. You have been so kind to me these two years. If there is anything I can do to help you, just tell me, whether it’s washing and cooking, or taking shit and urinating, I’m willing.
“Silly boy, why would Aunt Wang let you take shit and piss, stop thinking about it.”
Xiaoqiang raised his head, his eyes were firm, “Aunt Wang, let me do something for you, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable, please!”
“Stupid boy~” Wang Feng sighed, facing Xiaoqiang’s firm gaze, she couldn’t bear to refuse, so she could only say, “Silly boy, Aunt Wang won’t let you take shit and urinate, how about this, you go and clean the shoes in Aunt Wang’s shoe cabinet, Aunt Wang goes to take a bath first, and you can wash it later.”
“Okay, listen to the order!”Xiaoqiang was very happy.
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