Meet the scumbag Bai Yueguang

The three children in the Fan family were the most difficult to raise for Fan Ke when they were young. He was born prematurely and his health was very poor.

Later, when she was pregnant with the second child, Fan Xiao, and the third child, Fan Yao, she paid more attention to her diet. She gained a lot of weight throughout her pregnancy, and she didn't stay up late to work. The two children were obviously in much better health, especially the third child, Fan. Yao, I don't necessarily catch a cold once a year, and it's wild in the wind and rain every day.

Fan Yao has not talked much since he was a child. Every day at dawn, he puts on his little vest and steps on a stool to wash his hands and face, and then puts on face cream. The water on his little face is tender and fragrant. The shovel is digging soil, watering the flowers, and fertilizing in the garden created by his mother, and the little body is busy.

When he was three years old, the road was being built at the door of his house. He opened the gate and sat on his small bench in the yard to watch the project for a week. On the small table next to him was a steamed pumpkin made by his mother. Eating, eating shit and shit around the small mouth, watching the adults rushing around, and the machine "booming".

A week later, the road was repaired, and there was a lot of unnecessary waste sand left on the road. Little Fan Yao stood up, wiped his mouth with a small towel, and trotted out with his bucket and shovel and broom.

Holding a broom not much shorter than his head, he swept across the entire street, made a small pile, then shoveled it into a bucket, carried the bucket and dumped it into his yard, and ran out to continue sweeping after finishing. He took all the sand from the avenue into his yard, and not a small pile of sand was the result of him alone.

Seeing that he was interested in the sand, Xi Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly bought him a bunch of gadgets to play on the beach, hoping that he would stop messing with the flowers and plants. To be drowned or burned.

The old man of the Bai family brought his precious grandson Bai Lin to chat about the family affairs. Bai Lin saw Fan Yao for the first time, looked at him curiously for a long time, and talked to him crisply: "What's your name?"

Xiao Fanyao lowered his head to filter the sand on his sand cart, but did not speak.

He didn't talk much, and often people asked his name and didn't answer. This was perfectly normal, but Xiao Bailin was very unhappy, so he pouted and cried aggrievedly. The old man of the Bai family asked him, "Why are you crying?"

Xiaobai Linte was aggrieved and pointed at Fan Yao: "He doesn't play with me."

The old man of the Bai family smiled and talked to Xiao Fanyao: "Yaoyao, play with Lin Lin."

Xiao Fanyao frowned slightly, he thought to himself that I didn't say not to play with him, I just didn't tell him his name, why did he cry?So he handed over his small shovel: "Here you are."

Fan Yao dug the sand for a long time, and his small hands were dusty and full of dust. Xiao Bailin looked at the dirty hands and didn't answer them, but remembered that the good-looking boy in front of him was Called "Yaoyao", he knelt down and talked to Fan Yao: "My name is Lin Lin, Bai Lin."

Xiao Fanyao slowly withdrew his hand, glanced at him, and said "um" to indicate that he understood.

Xiao Bailin watched him play with sand for a while, and said disgustedly: "Do you play with this every day? You don't think it's dirty."

Xiao Fanyao printed crab-shaped figures on the flat ground without raising his head.

He lowered his head, his forehead was smooth and fair, his eyes were especially beautiful, his eyelashes were long, his eyes were deep and bright, Xiao Bailin fixed his eyes on his face, and said: "Stop playing with sand, I like you, I'll let you be my best friend, okay?"

This time Fan Yao raised his head, looked at him quietly, stretched out his hand, Xiao Bai Lin was overjoyed, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to shake him, but Xiao Fan Yao's hand missed his. , went to touch the small bucket next to his leg, and after getting the bucket, he looked away again, lowered his head and filled the sand without saying a word.

Xiaobailin threw his hands to nothing, this time he was really angry.

There are many children in this alley who are the same age as Fan Yao. Everyone knows that there is a lot of sand in Fan Yao's house, and soon two little boys came to play with the sand while grabbing little Fan Yao's toys.

"Leave one for me." Xiao Fanyao protected his last shovel from being snatched away. One of the little boys named Tongtong ran over to grab it with a smile. He probably had a cold or rhinitis, and there was some snot hanging from his nose. Before reaching Fan Yao, Xie Fang suddenly threw a handful of sand and it hit his face.

The little boy was completely unprepared for this sudden situation, sand got in his eyes, and he cried out in pain.

Fan Yao stood up holding the shovel, turned to look at Bai Lin who was standing on the right.

The adults who were talking in the room heard the crying, ran out to look, cleaned the children's eyes, and asked what happened and who raised it.The little boy didn't know who it was, so he cried uncomfortably, but Xiaobai Linyang pointed to another little boy and complained loudly: "It was Yang who did it! I saw it with my own eyes."

Xiao Fanyao turned his head to look at him again, and this time raised his face, looking very unhappy.

He saw from the corner of his eye just now that the handful of sand belonged to Bai Linyang, and Bai Lin was the only one standing beside him.

The child is making a fuss, it doesn’t matter how serious the subordinates are, throwing sand is normal, but it’s common to throw bricks at you when you get really angry. When the adults heard this, they taught the child: “Good friends should get along well together, don’t throw bricks at you. Sandy, you know? You see how uncomfortable Tongtong's eyes are, don't you?"

The wronged child was named Bingxun, and he pursed his mouth in grievance, and unconsciously glanced at Fan Yao, wanting to ask for help: "I didn't raise it, I didn't raise it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Bailin crossed his hips and said angrily, "You did it! I saw it." After speaking, he also winked at Fan Yao, and the two of them went to seek Fan Yao's help and support by coincidence.

Xiao Fanyao ignored his pleading for help, and directly stood by Bing Xun's side, pointing at Bai Lin: "He did it, he wronged Xun Xun."

Xiao Bailin thought that Tongtong was dirty, so he threw a handful of sand, not wanting him to come over.He originally wanted Yaoyao to speak for him, but he didn't want to be identified instead. He was stunned for a long time, feeling lost and angry, grinning, and burst into tears with a "wow".

When things got into this field, it didn't matter who raised the sand. Of the four children present, two were crying and the other was crying silently. Only Xiao Fanyao was left standing on the far side with a stinky face.

Xiao Fanyao stood behind the crowd, looked at Bai Lin who was hugged and coaxed by the grandfather of the Bai family, and thought: This person is so strange, why did he wrong Xun Xun?I still shed tears, which is a bit annoying.

Xiaobailin was teary-eyed, hugged by his grandfather, looking condescendingly at Xiao Fanyao with a cold face below, thinking: Why doesn't Yaoyao be friends with me, I like him very much, everyone likes to play with me, It's just that he doesn't want to play with me, he smiled at that dirty Tongtong just now, why didn't he smile at me?It's too bad, he ignores me and I ignore him, let's see who will have more friends in the future!

After Fan Yao went to school and learned how to write, he loved to write his name very much. The walls of his house, his sister's and brother's books were all full of his masterpieces, and he even took care of his dog.

He found red lacquer and wrote the word "Fan Yao" on Liu Liu's stomach with a brush to show that it belonged to him.

He took Yoo out for a walk, and Lin Anan next door followed him. Lin Anan was his follower, and she followed Brother Yaoyao wherever he went, and she couldn't get rid of her.

The two passed by a small pool. Fan Yao squatted down to look at the bottom of the water. After looking for a while, he found that there were indeed small tadpoles inside.

Lin Anan pointed to the tadpoles in the water and asked him, "Do you want to catch them?"

Fan Yao wanted to fish, but there was nothing to hold, so he shook his head regretfully.

A half-grown girl behind him called them: "You two, are you Fan Yao from your family?! The dog is not on a leash!"

Fan Yao and Lin An'an looked back together, and saw Brother Liu sniffing his nose, looking at the meat bun in the hands of a young lady, silently crying, and the two words "Fan Yao" written in red paint on his stomach. The words are large and conspicuous.

Lin Anan turned to look at Fan Yao, Fan Yao stood up and ran over, picked up the dog leash, held it in his hand, raised his head and spoke to the little girl crisply: "I am Fan Yao."

The little girl was eating buns, she was taken aback when she heard this, she didn't understand why the little boy who looked like a doll in front of her wanted the dog to have the same name as herself, she sniffled and changed her mouth: "Then you This Fan Yao is tied up, don't let it break free again."

Fan Yao looked at her silently for a while.

With a sullen face, he dragged Yoyo back home, not even in the mood to look at the tadpoles.

After returning home, Fan Yao immediately fetched a basin of water to give Brother Yoyo a good bath to wash off the name on his body. Brother Yoyo didn't like to take a bath, so he splashed water all over his body.

Xiao Fanyao got angry, got scissors, held down brother Yoyo, and shaved his hair.He was too young to shave his hair, so the shaved Yoyo was covered in hair here and almost bald there, making him ugly.

Little Fan Yao was very satisfied. The word "Fan Yao" on brother Yoyo's belly was successfully shaved off by him, and no one would call Yoo Yoo by his name anymore.

Feng Xie loved eating cakes when he was a child, and he was addicted to sweets.

He kicked off the quilt the night before, blew the cool wind all night, and went to the kindergarten the next day with a low-grade fever.The teacher took his temperature and arranged him to sit on a small stool next to him and wait.

There was a kid in the class celebrating his birthday. My mother bought a cake and brought it to school. The classmates sang birthday songs around the kid. Finally, all of them took a group photo and shared the cake.

Feng Xie's eyes were fixed on the butter with sweet sauce early in the morning, it was so fragrant that his mouth was watering.

But the teacher didn't give him the cake, because he had a fever and didn't dare let him eat it.

When Ms. Feng arrived at school, the teacher specifically mentioned this matter. Ms. Feng smiled and expressed her understanding. Children with fever should pay attention to their diet, and it is right not to give them food.

On the way to the hospital, Xiao Feng Xie nestled in his mother's arms. He had a severe fever, his face was blushing, but he was in good spirits. He complained to his mother all the way: "The teacher won't let me Eat cake, mother, do you think she is not good, the teacher is disobedient..."

Mother Feng was amused by what he said, and reached out to touch his head: "Because you have a fever, the teacher won't let you eat, and if you were a mother, she wouldn't let you eat either."

Xiao Feng Xie got out of her arms immediately upon hearing this, leaned against the car door pouted, angrily, and muttered: "Then mother is not obedient, mother is not good, ask the nurse to give mother an injection in the buttocks."

Feng's mother can't laugh or cry.

When the child was disobedient and couldn't dress and eat well, she would scare him, saying that he would get sick and the doctor would give him an injection in his buttocks. Xiao Feng Xie didn't want to get an injection, so she would obediently eat and dress after hearing this.

The child really has a good memory, and if she scares her, she turns her head on her head.

Little Fanke got up early in the morning, saw the cloud cover outside the window, turned his head and talked happily to Xi Yun: "Mom, it's time to go into the water."

Xi Yun put on a small sweater and warm pants for him, and explained: "It's not the water, it's raining, and it's raining from the sky."

At noon, the rain became heavier and turned into hail. Xiao Fanke lay on the window sill and looked out quietly. He saw the pea-sized ice bumps sprinkled on the ground and covered the ground with a thin layer. He said to himself He tilted his head and thought, "Is this a popsicle made of rain?"

As the end of the year approached, it snowed heavily outside. After breakfast, Fan Ke went outside to play. Seeing the thin layer of white on the ground, he walked into the snow wearing small leather boots, and reached out to grab a handful of snow. , punched with his fist, trying to make a cotton candy shape, and then ran back to the kitchen to pull his mother's clothes: "Mom, the ground is full of cotton candy, let's go out and sell it, it's cheaper, you can come back early , go buy me that round ball."

The ball he was talking about was a globe. Xi Yun promised to buy it for him in the morning. Looking at the snow ball in his hand, it was funny: "This is not cotton candy, this is snow."

Xiao Fanke shook his head, his face was full of seriousness: "This is not snow, this is cotton candy made of rain."

Xi Yun was thinking about how to explain the difference between rain and snow to the child, when little Fan Ke suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked the snow ball in his hand, his teeth were bared unconsciously by the ice, his chubby little face was full of regret: " It’s just not sweet, so it probably won’t be sold.”

Xi Yun laughed.