Bamboo horse and bamboo horse grow up together

Yu Wen's hands were still cold, and the TV said that the cold air was about to go south, and two children who were not as high as the chimney set up an earthen stove alone in the house.

Winter is coming, and Yu Wen, who has been drifting on the street for a long time, knows where to bring coal cinders. At night, Yu Wen asks Yang Fan to stand outside the door and waits, and climbs over the wall to go in by himself, pushing coal cinders out from the gutter continuously. Yu Wen wanted to get more, so he kept walking into the factory, the nails of both hands were full of cinders, Yu Wen kept throwing them, like a crazy dog, he kept throwing cinders into the bag with his hands in, and poked out through the gutter.

Yang Fan was afraid, this was Yang Fan's first time stealing at night, he didn't have to do anything, Yu Wen told him to stand obediently under the wall and wait for him to come out.Yu Wen leaned against the wall, and called out to Yang Fan, who was so frightened that Yang Fan stood below and trembled, a mouthful of white teeth floating on the wall, Yu Wen was covered in cinders, blending into the night.

Yu Wen inserted his hand into the washbasin, and before he moved, the color of the water changed instantly. After washing back and forth several times, the cinders on his fingertips were not washed away, and the water gradually became clear, and the color of blood began to flow, cinders It was mixed with glass, and pierced Yu Wen's palm. Yu Wen didn't notice it at all. mouth.

Yang Fan looked at Yu Wen's swollen hands that hadn't been washed, and felt uncomfortable. What should I do this winter?Although when grandpa was around, it was the same as now, they always went to steal cinders in the early morning, but this year, without grandpa, Yang Fan always felt empty in his heart.

Yang Fan reached out to hold Yu Wen's hand. The side of his hand near the stove was hot, while the other side was still cold. Yang Fan turned Yu Wen's hand over and said, "Are you stupid? Turn it back and forth. It's going to be warm."

Yu Wen pulled his hand back, there was a wound on one side of the palm, which was itchy and uncomfortable from the fire in the stove.Yang Fan held Yu Wen's hand, and Yu Wen was as warm as holding a small stove, but Yang Fan felt his hand was like holding an ice skate outside the door.

Yang Fan held Yu Wen's hand and asked, "Is it like the ones on TV who impart divine power? I am world-class in martial arts. If you are injured, I will teach you divine power to heal your wounds."

Yu Wen was not happy, and said: "Then don't put your burning hand on my arm to cool off in summer."

"It's not the same. In summer, you will be world-class in martial arts, and you will pass on your magical skills to me." Yang Fan stretched out his hand to touch his arm, then touched Yu Wen's arm, and then asked: "Why do you think there is such a difference between the two of us?" .”

"Where do I know?"

In winter, cold wind, heavy snow, and occasional cold waves constantly attacked Yu Wen and Yang Fan. Yu Wen and Yang Fan had no choice but to live as usual.

Hands were red from the cold, picking up bottles in the streets and shopping malls, and my nose was so cold that I kept sucking water.Yu Wenwen and Yang Fan didn't like to stay at home, it was too cold at home, so they just sat in the bookstore when they had nothing to do, and sat on the steps to keep warm.

When the Spring Festival came, Yang Fan was sitting by the air conditioner in the bookstore reading a book when an uncle patted his shoulder and asked, "Kid, who did you come with?"

Yang Fan pointed at Yu Wen. "What about your family?" The uncle continued to ask.

Yang Fan pointed at Yu Wen again.Although Yu Wen is two years older than Yang Fan, he has not yet developed due to malnutrition, but a few pimples broke out on his face and the tip of his nose, indicating signs of puberty.

The bookstore is going to shoot a promotional video for the Spring Festival, and the manager is selecting cute and well-behaved children in the bookstore.Yang Fan was selected at a glance, his hair was soft lying on his stomach, his head was small, his eyes were still small, but when he watched people talking, his eyes were bright, and he closed his mouth seriously Even when he was reading a book, people would mistake him for his smile, it was so cute, the manager saw him right away among the people in a bookstore.

"What about him, can we be together?" Yang Fan pointed at Yu Wen and asked.

The manager shook his head. Although Yu Wen and Yang Fan were in the sixth grade together, in fact, Yu Wen was supposed to be in the second grade of junior high. He started to have pimples on his face, and there were still a few beards that were not yet protruding from his mouth. His face is as thin as a monkey's, with high cheekbones. When he's not smiling, he looks cynical, not at all cute as a child should be.

Yang Fan took the promotional video. Except for those elementary school students who were related and were ranked in the first row, Yang Fan stood at the front. His hand was not a couplet, but a promotional doll from the bookstore. Although they were all dressed in uniform made by the bookstore She wore a small cotton padded jacket, but she could still see Yang Fan in the crowd at a glance. It was the first time Yang Fan earned the first sum of money because of his face.

There is not much money, just a lucky red envelope from the bookstore, only ten yuan, and a voucher.Yang Fan bought a copy of "The King of Fairy Tales" with the voucher plus ten yuan and gave it to Yu Wen.

During the Spring Festival, there were no dumplings made by grandpa, and Yang Fan and Yu Wen broke free from the dumplings they had been working on. The two of them ate the sticky dough in front of the pot, and ran to watch the Spring Festival Gala on the screen in the center of the city. Smokey smell, none of them.

There were still a few taxis parked in the square, but they all left one by one at midnight, only Yu Wenwen and Yang Fan were left laughing while watching the sketches on the screen. The cold marble under their buttocks was warmed by sitting of.

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