love came just right

Wang Cheng and Wang Jing had been busy all morning. When they opened the door, they saw their little grandson sitting quietly in the dim room. They looked at each other, wondering why the grandson who was smiling happily in the morning suddenly changed.

"Xiaoxiao?" Wang Cheng called softly.

The lights in the room were turned on. Wang Xiao closed his eyes and walked over slowly. He raised his face and asked Wang Cheng, "Grandpa, isn't Wang Xiao's face ugly?"

Wang Cheng and his wife felt a pain in their hearts. If the scar cannot be removed, it will be a permanent mark. How should they answer so as not to hurt the child's heart?

Wang Cheng suddenly remembered that when he left in the morning, Wang Xiaoming still didn't understand the meaning of "ugly", how could he understand now?

He was suspicious, rubbing his chin and frowning in thought.

Wang Jing knelt down, touched the face of the best-looking but ruined child in this generation, and said softly: "How can our Xiao Xiao be ugly? In grandma's heart, Xiao Xiao is the prettiest." After finishing speaking, she raised her head and glanced at her husband, then moved her head slightly, signaling her husband to answer the conversation quickly.

When Wang Cheng regained his focus, he saw his wife's hint, squatted down quickly, and replied, "Yes, our Xiaoxiao is the prettiest."

Wang Xiao saw that in addition to the same love as Zhang Minhuan, there was something he couldn't understand in the eyes of his grandparents, but he already knew that his scars were ugly in the eyes of strangers, but they were ugly in the eyes of those who loved him. In the eyes, it was as if the scar did not exist.

This conclusion strengthened his determination not to see outsiders.

From that day on, when Wang Cheng wanted to take Wang Xiao to meet other children, Wang Xiao always told his grandfather that he wanted to learn to write.

Wang Cheng was helpless, his good grandson was sensible, he couldn't be happier, but he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't explain why.

Children in the village do not go to kindergartens, because kindergartens are located in the town, and they go back and forth for at least three or four hours a day.

Therefore, the children in the village are sent to the primary school in the town when they are of school age, and they receive compulsory education directly.

Wang Cheng felt that maybe Wang Xiao was influenced by Wang Qianqian, who went to kindergarten, and realized that he had reached the age to learn, or maybe it was because Wang Xiao knew the difference between himself and the children of the same age-speaking slowly and using words. Little, plan to "fly the stupid bird first".

In desperation, Wang Cheng could only let Wang Xiao stay at home to study, and before leaving, he would add that if he was tired, he could go to the stream to play.

The stream where they grow vegetables is different from the river. No one knows why such a shallow stream can exist for so long, but it does flow slowly there for many years without any wind or rain.

The stream was very wide, four meters long, but the water was very shallow, and the deepest part was not even up to Wang Xiao's knees.The water flow is very slow, and Wang Xiaoshang's unsteady steps can outrun it.

Just because the little Wang Xiao won't be flooded there, and because only the villagers can go there, they are not worried about Wang Xiao going there to play.

The sensible Wang Xiao would naturally only nod in agreement to his grandparents' instructions.

He had actually been to the stream, but Wang Yuan and Wang Bao didn't know if they were fighting him. Every time he reached the stream with his front foot, they would arrive with his back foot.Then they would brazenly call him "ugly" and even add a nasty laugh.

Wang Xiao didn't understand why they were always haunting him after he ignored them.Their expressions when they said "ugly" were not that bad, but recently their expressions have become more and more exaggerated, and they are getting closer and closer to the look when their mother scolded him.

Wang Yuan and Wang Bao are the "little overlords" in the village. Since they are determined to "deal with" Wang Xiao, other friends in the village will naturally tip them off.

The reason why they became more frustrated and courageous was entirely because of "repeated defeats". Wang Xiao's reaction made them very unconvinced. They didn't believe that Wang Xiao would not be angry.

However, it turned out that their "efforts" only made Wang Xiao more and more silent, went out less and less, and spent less and less time outside.

Wang Bao asked Wang Yuan: "Brother, what should I do? Do you want to continue?"

Wang Yuan's eyes twitched. What they wanted to do hadn't gone as planned. Now that Wang Xiao has repeatedly frustrated them, it would be a lie to say that they are not angry.

Although his anger hadn't reached the level of beating someone, he wanted to try it once, so he replied, "Xiao Bao, it's up to brother."

Wang Bao was a little puzzled, what did brother want to do?

Before he could figure it out, he opened his mouth wide in surprise. His brother actually pushed Wang Xiao to the ground in the vegetable field and sat on it.

There was a three-year age difference between Wang Yuan and Wang Xiao. Wang Xiao's long-term malnutrition made him look thin and small. The comparison between the two was even more obvious.

Wang Yuan raised his fist and asked Wang Xiao, "Do you want to fight?"

What is it?Wang Xiao was puzzled.

Thanks to Zhang Minhuan's intimidation back then, no matter how much Chen He hated Wang Xiao, he never did anything, so Wang Xiao had never been beaten, so naturally he didn't know what "beating" meant.

Seeing this, Wang Yuan looked at Wang Xiao like a fool. For some reason, such a Wang Xiao made him feel very pitiful, but the more he was like this, the more he wanted to fight with Wang Xiao.In this way, they can really know each other.

Then, the raised fist suddenly fell.

Wang Xiao, who had been punched in the face, was stunned. When he realized it, he was punched again. The pain on his face and body immediately spread to his brain, and tears rushed down uncontrollably.

Wang Yuan saw that Wang Xiao was only in tears, he neither cried nor fought back, he felt bored, but he couldn't bear to apologize, so he had to let go of Wang Xiao, dragged his brother who was a little confused and ran away.

Wang Xiao endured the pain and sat up, with tears rolling in his eyes, but he was thinking in his heart—it turns out that he is different from others, in addition to being scolded, he will also be beaten.

Although the pain was lighter than the pain on his face, he still cried.

Little he was thinking, why don't they like him?

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After that time, Wang Xiao never went alone to play by the stream again.

When his grandparents inquired about the injury on his face, they only said that he fell because of his unsteady walking.As for the body, since he took a bath by himself, no one except the person concerned knew about it.

At night during the period when the injury was not fully recovered, he would touch the wound and stare out the window in silence after Wang Cheng left.

The moonlight came in from the window and fell on his thin body on the bed, shining brightly.

Wang Cheng and his wife didn't know that their grandson no longer went out alone, they just thought he was more sensible.

Wang Xiao's articulation and pronunciation became more and more standard as he recognized more characters.

It has been a month since he came to Wangjia Village, and his life has gradually stabilized. Although he still stays in the house every day, he is free, and his food and clothing have reached a new level.The most important thing is that no one scolds him here, what he gets is always praise and pity, and more of a loving caress.

Compared with the past, he can be said to be very happy now.

Zhang Minhuan has been busy for more than a month, and finally he was able to take a vacation.

On this day, he took the pinyin pressing pronunciation drawings he asked his friends to buy, more than a dozen children's books, barbecue grills and ingredients, and headed for the address he found out.

When he stood outside and knocked on the door, Wang Xiao was practicing calligraphy in the room.

Since he didn't study it systematically, Wang Xiao followed the appearance of the characters completely, writing how to write smoothly, and the order of the strokes was not necessarily correct.

He heard the "bang bang bang" knock on the door, followed the sound to the door, followed the method Wang Cheng taught him, and looked out from the crack of the door on one side.

He knew the person outside the door, but...

He tilted his head, wondering why Uncle Zhang appeared here.

However, he was very happy to see someone he knew and liked, and he tiptoed to open the door nimbly.

Zhang Minhuan looked at the child he liked behind the door, and at the child's taller and fatter figure, he curled his lips into a smile, but the smile faded a lot when he saw the scar on the child's face.

At the beginning, they kept an eye out—there was no stitches, just to reduce the possibility of scarring, but they didn't expect that it would still be unavoidable after all.

He tried his best to raise his smile and said, "Wang Xiao, uncle is here to see you."

Hearing these words, Wang Xiao was delighted. Uncle Zhang really came to see him, so he gave way to let Zhang Minhuan in: "Uncle Zhang, please come in."

Zhang Minhuan raised his eyebrows. It's been a month since we saw each other. The little guy's articulation, pronunciation and diction have improved so much?

Wang Xiao brought Zhang Minhuan into the room, and the first time Zhang Minhuan entered the room, he noticed the notebook and pen on the table.

He put the things down and walked over, and found that the writing on the notebook, except for some problems with the order of the strokes, looked very neat on the whole, better than what he wrote in junior high school, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Wang Xiao, did you write all these?"

Wang Xiao nodded shyly: "Grandpa said that only by studying well can you make money, buy books and eat."

"..." Zhang Minhuan said heartily, could it be that children in rural areas are educated in this way?No wonder it is always heard——"The children in the countryside are the head of the family early."

He is a stunned young man who just came out of society, has never been in a relationship, and naturally has no children.Regarding children's education, he has only a half-knowledge and is still groping, and he is not qualified to say too much. He can only do his best to care for and love the children he likes.

After thinking about it, he looked around and found that the furniture in the room was complete, except that it was old.It's just that there are no adults at home?

He asked, "Wang Xiao, where are grandpa and grandma?"

"They went out to harvest, the rice is here." Wang Xiao tried to recall the word "rice" before he said.

"Oh." Zhang Minhuan did pass a large paddy field just now.

He didn't worry about this problem, took out the things he bought for Wang Xiao, and taught Wang Xiao the pronunciation of pinyin and the correct writing strokes. .

Wang Xiao's cleverness was beyond his expectation, but during the conversation with Wang Xiao, he discovered a problem—in Wang Xiao's life, there are only grandpa and grandma.

Although Zhang Minhuan has never lived in the countryside, he has classmates and friends from the countryside. He knows that children in the countryside are slow to read, but they speak fast and have a lively personality. They have a rich daily life—climbing trees, swimming, going up the mountain and going down the field. Everything can play tricks in their hands.They seem to have fewer toys than the town, but a lot more fun to discover on their own.

But from Wang Xiao's description, he didn't hear any words about the little partner, which was not normal in his cognition.

However, looking at the child who is trying to smile and study hard, does he really want to open the wound that may have been scarred?

Looking at the mark on Wang Xiao's face, he thought to himself, could it be because of this scar?

"Uncle Zhang?" Seeing that Zhang Minhuan stopped suddenly and didn't continue for a long time, Wang Xiao had to ask.

"Uh, what did uncle say just now? Oh, I remembered, the semi-enclosed characters. For example, in this 'room', first write the 'door' on the outside, and then write the 'day' on the inside." Zhang Minhuan still couldn't bear it. After further questioning, the child is still young, so let's do this first, and it should get better when he goes to school in the future. He has a classmate who is like this.

The author has something to say:

The author can't write two or three chapters where the protagonists meet, another two or three chapters where the protagonists miss, and another two or three chapters where the protagonists fall in love.

Furthermore, without the foreshadowing, the protagonist of this article cannot have such a character, and naturally it is impossible to attract the attention of another male protagonist.

So, readers who want to read instant love, sorry, this article is not suitable.

This article is based on the tone of the farming text, describing the family's shortcomings and talking about the changes in mentality bit by bit.