Lambs are plucked for wool every day

Yuan Chengqi still remembers the morning when he first met Yuan Xiaoyang, the sun was shining and the sky was bright, even his small and dark home was much brighter than before.

His mother was going out to set up a stall early in the morning, but when she opened the door, she saw a worn-out bag outside.His mother thought someone had misplaced something, and when she picked it up and wanted to put it aside, she felt something move in the bag.

Opening the bag, there was a very small doll inside, and a note from his sister.

That morning there was a lot of chaos, and his mother was anxious to call around to find out the whereabouts of his sister, wanting to know what happened to the daughter who had run away for a long time, why she suddenly gave birth to a child; Born unhealthy, may have to be sent to the hospital.

Yuan Chengqi was only five years old at the time, and he still couldn't figure out what happened. He just remembered that his mother was in a hurry, and other relatives came to the house.No one had the energy to take care of him, so he climbed onto the bed and looked at the little doll curiously.

The doll's eyes were closed, and if it wasn't for a little breathing, it would have looked like the dolls he had seen before.

He poked the doll's face, leaned over to smell it, and finally didn't know what to do, so he just hugged the doll to sleep.

The turmoil brought about by the doll lasted for a few days. A few days later, the already stressed mother had to do more work because she had an extra grandson. She went out early and came back late every day, just to earn more milk powder .

And Yuan Chengqi was left at home, not only without anyone to take care of him, but also had to take care of a baby who was younger than him.

"Baa baa." Yuan Chengqi lay beside Yuan Xiaoyang, rolling around boredly, "Let's play together."

Yuan Xiaoyang was still asleep, and Yuan Chengqi couldn't get a response, so he could only touch Yuan Xiaoyang's little finger lightly.

Yuan Chengqi fell asleep at some point, and when he woke up again, there was a small cry in his ear.

Yuan Xiaoyang is the kind of very quiet child. It may be due to premature birth and weak health, or it may be due to nature. He seldom cries. What sickly animal cubs do.

Yuan Chengqi was woken up by crying, rubbed his eyes sleepily, kissed Yuan Xiaoyang on the face, and said in a vague way: "Hey, Jiujiu will make milk for you."

Yuan Chengqi climbed out of bed with hands and feet, and then moved a small bench to the stove to boil water for milk powder.

He was not very proficient in doing things, he made a mess of things, his hands were burned by the stove, and he flushed his hands crying, but he didn't dare to flush for too long. The bottle climbed back on the bed.

"Baa baa drink milk."

Yuan Chengqi carefully hugged Yuan Xiaoyang and nursed him. Yuan Xiaoyang had a bad appetite and couldn't drink it after drinking half a bottle.After Yuan Xiaoyang finished drinking, he fell asleep obediently, and Yuan Chengqi lay on the bed holding the bottle and finished drinking the milk, and then got out of bed to clean up the mess he had just created.After making everything look more presentable, he climbed back to bed and hugged Yuan Xiaoyang to sleep.

In this way, Yuan Chengqi began to take care of his nephew who was five years younger than him.

Obviously he is also a child, and he is still at the age when his parents hold it in the palm of his hand in someone else's house, but he can't help it, his father died early, and his mother is busy with work, so he can only be an older child.

But he has no objection, because he likes Yuan Xiaoyang, and Yuan Xiaoyang is his first playmate.

And Yuan Xiaoyang is so much fun.

"Chirp, chirp."

In a blink of an eye, Yuan Xiaoyang was three years old, unsteadily walking behind Yuan Chengqi's butt.

Yuan Xiaoyang develops slower than other children. At the age of three, he can only speak a few words, and the most common ones are "Jiujiu" and "Hungry".

"Bao Bao, go to bed." Yuan Chengqi raised his hand to stroke Yuan Xiaoyang's curly hair, "Jiujiu has to do homework, can we play later?"

Yuan Xiaoyang couldn't speak, but he understood, and fell asleep obediently on Yuan Chengqi's lap.

Yuan Chengqi let him sleep, and sat in front of a dilapidated small cardboard box, spread his homework on the cardboard box and bowed his head to start doing homework.

Yuan Chengqi didn't have much time to do homework. He had to go to elementary school during the day, and after school he had to take care of Yuan Xiaoyang, do housework for the whole family, and cook, so he could only spare time to do homework.

However, he was just a child of seven or eight years old, and he didn't have enough energy, so he became a little sleepy while writing, and then he was warmed by the warm lamb by his legs, and he fell asleep after a while.

After a while, Yuan Xiaoyang blinked and got up.

He was full of sleep when he was alone at home during the day, and now he can't sleep.After getting up, he curiously rummaged through Yuan Chengqi's schoolbag, flipped through the textbooks, and put the textbooks aside after a while.Seeing Yuan Chengqi drooling in sleep, he laughed happily. After a while, he went to the bathroom and grabbed a wet rag, lay down on the ground and began to wipe the floor.

Yuan Xiaoyang was much younger than children of the same age. He tried his best to imitate Yuan Chengqi's usual movements to mop the floor, but he didn't do much after mopping for a long time.

But he was patient, and after wiping for a while, he got up to wash the rag. After washing, he didn't have the strength to wring it out, so he dragged the wet rag back to continue wiping.

After a while, the floor was wet from wiping, and it was full of water. When he stood up, his feet slipped and he fell directly on his buttocks to the ground.

"What treasure?" Yuan Chengqi was startled awake by the sound of Yuan Xiaoyang falling, "What's wrong? Did you fall?"

Yuan Chengqi hurried over to help, but the floor was too wet and he slipped and fell on Yuan Xiaoyang.

"Baby? Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"Jiujiu...it hurts!"

Yuan Xiaoyang's butt hurts, and he frowned and rubbed his butt for himself. After rubbing twice, seeing Yuan Chengqi's tense face, he thought it was amused, then laughed silly, and stretched out his hand to hug Yuan Chengqi, Yuan Chengqi hurriedly hugged coax him.

After a while, Yuan Chengqi and Yuan Xiaoyang squatted in the bathroom together.

"Do you want to twist the rag like this? Do you understand?" Yuan Chengqi held the rag to demonstrate to Yuan Xiaoyang. Yuan Xiaoyang nodded seriously, wondering if he understood.Yuan Chengqi thought about it, and felt that it was strange for a three-year-old child to learn this, and said, "I know you want to help, but wait until you grow up to wipe it, you are still a baby."

Yuan Chengqi asked Yuan Xiaoyang to play by himself, while he began to tidy up the wet floor that Yuan Xiaoyang wiped.

After wiping, he saw that it was almost time, and started cooking again.In fact, at his age, he doesn't know how to make big meals, but he cooks the rice in a rice cooker and reheats some leftovers. The big deal is to fry an egg when there is an egg, and share it with Yuan Xiaoyang.

He skillfully prepared the dinner and called Yuan Xiaoyang to eat.However, after shouting, the little lamb who would come over immediately on weekdays did not appear. He looked back and saw Yuan Xiaoyang climbing in front of the small cardboard box where he was doing his homework, writing and drawing with a pen.

"Baby, what are you doing?"

"Help Jiujiu!" Yuan Xiaoyang held a pen, but couldn't say the word "write", so he could only repeat "Help Jiujiu" and "Help Jiujiu", meaning that he wanted to help Yuan Chengqi with his homework.

Yuan Chengqi picked up his homework and looked at it, he couldn't laugh or cry.I saw Yuan Xiaoyang drew a lot of strange patterns on the notebook, which were messy, and some of them even covered up the answers he had written.It is estimated that Yuan Xiaoyang doesn't understand anything, all he knows is to learn how to write on paper like him.

Yuan Chengqi looked at Yuan Xiaoyang, and Yuan Xiaoyang looked at him expectantly, holding the pencil tightly in his little hand.Yuan Chengqi didn't have a temper to begin with, what's more, he knew that Yuan Xiaoyang wanted to help him, so that he wouldn't be so tired, so he wouldn't be angry.

"Thank you baby!"

Yuan Xiaoyang smiled triumphantly, hugging Yuan Chengqi's waist.

At night, Yuan Chengqi took a quilt and spread it on the floor of the living room. Yuan Xiaoyang was already sleeping next to him, but his mother hadn't come back yet.

He continued to do his homework halfway through, occasionally checking to see if Yuan Xiaoyang had kicked the quilt while writing, and reached out to help Yuan Xiaoyang cover the quilt.

He looked at Yuan Xiaoyang's silly sleeping face, and wondered if his Baa Bao was stupid, he was three years old and hadn't said a decent word yet.

How to do it?

Forget it, it doesn't matter if he is stupid, he will grow up quickly and make money to support Baabao.

At the age of five, Yuan Xiaoyang can talk a little more, but he still seldom speaks, like a little fool.

During the day, grandma and uncle went out separately, and he stayed at home alone just like Yuan Chengqi back then.

Yuan Chengqi always rolled around when he stayed at home, and he was similar. He rolled around on the ground when he was free and dirty, and when he was done rolling, he grabbed Yuan Chengqi's old textbooks and pretended to read.He couldn't recognize any of the words on the textbook, but he still read it very carefully.

He looked at it for a while, and he was hungry. In the morning, he shared half a steamed bun with Yuan Chengqi, which was not enough.

Uncomfortably, he rolled on the ground again, and finally continued to read Yuan Chengqi's math textbook.

Suddenly, there was a sound of opening the door, and he sat up vigilantly, then crawled under the table with his textbooks in his arms to hide.

The door opened, and the voices of several people, men and women, came from the door, and there was a smell of cigarettes.

"This is your home? It's really broken."

"I can't stand it until it's broken."

"Where's your son? Call him out to play."

Yuan Xiaoyang heard a voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar, and hesitated whether to go out or not.However, after thinking about it, he still curled himself up into a small ball under the table.

But within a few seconds, someone suddenly reached out and pulled him out.

"Why are you hiding here? Come out!" It was a girl with dyed blond hair who spoke, looking at Yuan Xiaoyang who still had a runny nose with a look of disgust.

"Can't call someone anymore?" The girl shook Yuan Xiaoyang.

Yuan Xiaoyang was shaken uncomfortably, and called out "Mom" in a low voice.