Zhu Mu Lang Ma

It snowed as soon as school was over, for several days in a row. Fu Kun huddled next to his bicycle and squatted, pulling the zipper of his down jacket to his head and biting in his mouth, blocking the north wind that kept blowing down his neck.

Children in the lower grades all walk out of the school gate in a queue. Fu Kun is in the fourth grade and no longer needs to queue. Although he was still walking in these queues last year, he is very proud now, feeling like these little farts The child is no longer on the same level.

When the children in the road line passed by Fu Kun, they all looked at his right arm together, and one child even shouted: "The arm is broken!"

Fu Kun glared at him, gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "I'll break your thigh again!"

The row of children in the queue was silent, and they all pushed one by one and lowered their heads to speed up. Fu Kun was the thorn in the side of the three of them, and for the little ones in the lower grades, he was a scary guy.

Fu Kun lowered his head and knocked on the splint on his right arm, breathed on his hand, and didn't look at those children any more. He was waiting for Sun Wei. When Sun Wei was out of school, Mr. Hu took him to the office. It took a long time None of them came out.

The road team was all gone, and Fu Kun saw Sun Wei running out of the school waving his schoolbag. Halfway through the run, he threw out a few books, and he was busy picking them up again.

"Why is it taking so long!" Fu Kun stood up slowly, squatting for a while, he felt that he was about to freeze into a robot, and he always felt that he would make a rattling sound when he moved.

"Pepper noodles are training me!" Sun Wei stuffed the book into his schoolbag and ran over, "Also, your teacher Yang asked me to go to your house."

"Come to my house?" Fu Kun frowned and stomped his feet, "Are you looking for my mother?"

"Well, I told you that your mother will come to school tomorrow. I guess you'll be able to hide this time." Sun Wei hung their schoolbags together on the handlebars, "Let me take you?"

"Don't fall into the ditch for me again." Fu Kun stepped into the back seat. Sun Wei didn't have a car. Usually, Fu Kun took him by bike. When his hand was injured, he would be replaced by Sun Wei. Wei Leng fell into the ditch once a day, and his level was not as good as Fu Kun's riding.

It was okay today, it was snowing, Sun Wei rode slowly, although the handlebars were shaking all the time, at least he didn't fall.

When he was about to get home, Fu Kun saw a few people from Class [-] on the side of the road making a fuss, and suddenly someone called him: "Fu Kun!"

Fu Kun didn't turn his head, he could tell that it was Xu Jiamei's voice, the most beautiful girl among their three children, it is said that her family has relatives in Taiwan, so her family gave her a voice that could distinguish her from Li Dan. Kailai's name.

"Fu Kun!" Seeing that he was still, Xu Jiamei yelled again.

Several people from the fourth class next to him booed together: "Fu Kun! Your wife is calling you!"

"Fu Kun quickly take your wife home!"

"Stop?" Sun Wei turned to ask him.

"Stop it, go down and walk back by yourself." Fu Kun bit the zipper and said vaguely.

Sun Wei didn't speak, stooped his back and kicked hard a few times, and the bicycle rushed out.

Sun Wei took Fu Kun to the side of the dormitory area of ​​the bus company on a bicycle and got off. Fu Kun leaned on the seat and asked him, "Are you still going to my house to call your parents?"

"No," Sun Wei wiped his nose with his hand, then waved his hand very loyally, "Tomorrow you can figure it out yourself."

"The snot is all over my face." Fu Kun clicked his tongue.

Sun Wei was stunned, and looked at his shiny cuffs: "Impossible! It's all sucked into my sleeve!"

"You're disgusting," Fu Kun rode on the bike, pedaled a few times with one hand on the handlebar, let go of the handlebar and waved his hand while riding, "Hurry back."

The dormitory of the bus company is a tube building, without separate toilets and kitchens. After get off work hours, the public kitchen in the building is full of people, and the whole building is filled with the smell of vegetables.

Fu Kun's house is on the third floor. When he jumped up with his arms in his arms, he happened to meet his neighbor, Aunt Li, who was walking into the house with a pot. Seeing him coming up, Aunt Li stopped holding the pot, her eyebrows were moving back and forth on her forehead. Picking it up, he looked at him mysteriously: "Kun Zi, someone is coming from your house."

"Hello, Aunt Li." Fu Kun reached out and lifted the lid of the pot to have a look. He was not interested in a pot of Chinese cabbage, so he put the lid back on.

"You can't eat without meat?" Aunt Li looked at him and continued to lower her voice, "Your home..."

"Understood." Fu Kun took the schoolbag off his shoulder and dragged it to the ground in his hands, walking towards his home, "Someone is here, and there is no one from your house, as I always say."

Aunt Li is still muttering something behind her, Fu Kun is too lazy to listen anymore, all the aunts in this building are like this, what about Aunt Li, Aunt Zhang, Aunt Chen, and other people's affairs, no matter what, are better than their own Things are still on the mind, whoever wants something, discusses it openly and secretly more than anyone else.

He's not interested in these things, so it's just that someone is coming from home, he will come when he comes, he knows that if there is someone from home, he will be able to tell the teacher tomorrow that my mother can't come to school because of someone from home.

But Aunt Li's last words were caught in his ears. Aunt Li said, a child came to your house...

child?

child!

Fu Kun suddenly remembered that his parents had been discussing to bring him a younger sister since the summer, and even took him to an orphanage once. Although he didn't know why it was necessary instead of letting his mother have another one, he was still looking forward to it. .But after waiting for more than half a year, there was no movement, and he forgot about it.

Hearing what Aunt Li said now, he suddenly became excited. Did he bring his sister back?

"I'm starving to death——" Fu Kun pushed open the door of his house, threw his schoolbag inside, and yelled in a drawn-out voice as usual.

"Drink the water mat first!" Mom's voice came from the back room, "Mom has something to do here."

Fu Kun didn't answer. Mom wasn't in the living room, but there was someone else in the living room. Is this the kid Aunt Li was talking about?

This is... a little girl?

Fu Kun stared at the child standing by the dining table in his house. The child looked small, not even high enough for his chest.Wearing a small red padded coat and a hat with a few short bangs exposed under the hat, and a mask covering his face, he looks like a small ball carrying a small schoolbag, and he can't tell if it's a boy My son is still a girl, she looks like a little girl with big eyes.

The child didn't speak or move, just staring at Fu Kun.

"Who are you?" Fu Kun picked up the schoolbag on the ground and threw it on the dining table.

The small iron buckle on the schoolbag hit the table, the sound was not loud, but the child seemed to be frightened and dodged back abruptly, a trace of panic flashed in his wide-eyed eyes. .

"This sesame gall," Fu Kun smiled, turned his head and shouted into the back room, "Mom! Whose little girl is this!"

"What little girl?" Mom finally opened the door of the back room and poked her head out. "It's a little boy. Mom is talking to your Aunt Liu. You go make noodles first, and we will have dumplings tonight."

"How do I get along?" Fu Kun stared at the splint on his right arm in a daze, but he was quite happy to eat dumplings.

"Use your left hand, don't you claim to be able to shoot all over the world with both left and right bows, why don't you take your brother to play for a while first." After finishing speaking, my mother closed the door again.

Is it a boy?Not sister?That is to say, this is not the younger sister you brought back?

Fu Kun turned his head and looked at the child, who looked like a doll. He bent down and smiled at the child: "What's your name?"

The child looked at him and didn't speak, just stood there.

"My name is Fu Kun," Fu Kun thought of the children in the first and second grades at school, and felt that maybe he didn't smile kindly enough, so he grinned again, "What's your name?"

The child remained silent, staring at him all the time.

"Okay, if you want to talk or not, just stand." Fu Kun's patience disappeared in an instant, he straightened up and turned around to go out, to play with this kid, he might as well have a face-to-face meeting.

"Yijie." A childish voice came from behind, a little timid.

"Ah? A piece?" Fu Kun stopped and turned around, "What's the name, I still have half of it."

The child stared at him in a daze, then lowered his eyelids and looked at the floor without speaking.

"Okay, a little bit." Fu Kun felt that he was a little pitiful like this, so his heart softened, "I'm going to make a face-to-face meeting, do you want to play?"

The child became silent again, Fu Kun's patience disappeared instantly for the second time, what's wrong with this child!

But when he was about to step out the door, the child said in a higher voice than before: "Yijie."

Fu Kun stared at him for a while: "Yijie?"

The child nodded, and the ball of yarn on the hat also swayed.

"Is there a surname? Which one?"

"One, two, three, one." The child finally uttered a sentence that exceeded two words.

One two three one?Fu Kun was going to scratch in his mind for a while to see what the word was, but he didn't expect it to be so simple. For a person like him who can write all the characters without mistakes except his own name, one word The most likable.

The child seemed to be afraid of disturbing someone when he spoke, and his voice was always very low, probably because he was covering his mask all the time, but his voice was quite cute.Fu Kun walked back in front of him with great interest, wanting to tease him to say a few more words: "Is there anyone with the surname [-], [-], and [-]? Are you literate?"

"It's...one, two, three." The child lowered his head, and then hid again.

"Eat shrimp crackers?" Fu Kun took out a pack of Mimi shrimp crackers from his pocket and handed it to him.

The child took out the hand that had been in the pocket all the time, touched the bag of shrimp crackers with his fingers, and retracted it again.

"The mask is off, isn't it stuffy?" Fu Kun bit the bag with his teeth, pinched the mouth of the bag with his left hand and tore it open, took his hand, and poured all the shrimp crackers into his hand, "Eat it."

"I have a cold," the child lowered his head, took off the mask and stuffed it into the pocket of his cotton coat, pinched a shrimp stick and put it in his mouth, "Thank you brother."

Without the hindrance of the mask, Fu Kun could hear the nasal sound in his voice, but the child kept his head down, and Fu Kun could only see the tip of his upturned nose, so he squatted down in front of him.

"A little bit, you really look like a girl," Fu Kun sighed after seeing the child's appearance, "You look much better than Xu Jiamei."

The child didn't speak, but continued to eat shrimp crackers with eyes lowered.

"Do you have a penis?" Fu Kun teased him.

"Do you have it?" The child looked up at him, then quickly lowered his head.

"Yes." Fu Kun stood up, patted his crotch majestically, "I put it here."

"I don't believe it." The child stopped looking up after eating the shrimp crackers.

"Hey, why don't you believe this," Fu Kun said happily, taking off the down jacket and throwing it aside after a long time, "I'll let you have a look."

When the mother came out from the back room, Fu Kun was lowering her head and preparing to unbutton the waistband of her trousers. When she saw it, she was stunned: "What are you doing! What are you crazy about!"

"Hello, Aunt Liu." Fu Kun laughed a little embarrassedly, and said hello to Aunt Liu who came out behind his mother.

"Alright, Kunzi, is your brother cute?" Aunt Liu touched Fu Kun's face.

"Well, I just don't like to talk, and I only say a word after teasing for a long time." Fu Kun scratched his head.

Aunt Liu walked over and took the child's hand: "Yijie, this will be your new home from now on. Do you like this brother?"

The child didn't speak, and stopped eating shrimp crackers, just stared at his hands, and nodded after a while.

"Then I'll go, anyway..." Aunt Liu dragged her mother to the door, her voice was very low, Fu Kun chased after her, and heard Aunt Liu sigh, "Anyone who adopts wants a baby, don't remember anything It's easy to raise, this child was one year old when his mother threw him away..."

"What?" Fu Kun didn't understand, so he interrupted.

"Go away, don't make trouble." Mom patted him.

Fu Kun held the door and didn't move. Aunt Liu smiled at him, and continued to whisper to her mother: "You all know that he is not very talkative. When people come to pick him, he looks cute and wants to take him back. , but no matter how teased she didn’t talk, she didn’t want to, for fear that she wouldn’t kiss her parents in the future..."

"I know, Lao Fu and I just feel that we are very close to this child, even if we don't talk," the mother also whispered, "How obedient, if you like talking or not, it will be fine after you get used to it. , my family can let him have a companion, Kunzi has a good personality, like a puppy, he wags his tail when he sees people."

"I think so too. He talks a lot to Kunzi."

Fu Kun couldn't care less about protesting that his mother kept telling others that he was like a puppy, and he hadn't understood what Aunt Liu and his mother meant.

Is this kid going to stay at their house?

Isn't it my sister?Has he really become a younger brother?

He was full of doubts, but he never had a chance to find a chance to ask questions from the conversation between Aunt Liu and his mother.

It wasn't until his mother sent Aunt Liu out that he came back to his senses, glanced at the child who was carried by his mother to sit on the sofa, and chased him out.

"Mom, does the kid want to live with us?" After Aunt Liu was sent away, Fu Kun finally took the opportunity to ask downstairs.

"Yeah, didn't I discuss it with you, don't you really want to have a younger brother, and you even urged us to pick one up for you." Mom smiled.

"I want a younger sister..." Fu Kun corrected his mother, but the younger brother is the younger brother, "I thought you all forgot about this."

"That's impossible. I've discussed it with your father for a long time. You are too young, so I didn't tell you much. Come on," my mother pulled him to the edge of the corridor on the first floor, "Mom told you, this child It's very pitiful, his mother doesn't want him anymore."

"Ah?" Fu Kun was stunned, and immediately thought of the little girl named Jiang Xin in Xu Jiamei's class. I heard that her parents didn't want her anymore. She lived with her grandparents, dressed like a beggar every day, all winter It's just a cotton coat, so dirty that it doesn't look good.

"I sent him to the orphanage, but everyone wants to adopt a young one. He is not young enough and he doesn't like to talk, so no one wants to take him home..."

"Ah?" Fu Kun's eyes widened. In fact, he wasn't too quiet, and he was so cute, yet he still couldn't send it out?

"He's shy. When your father and I went to see him, we didn't say a word for an hour," my mother sighed, "His mother didn't want him, so he probably has feelings even if he can't remember clearly. Aunt Liu said When he was thrown into the orphanage, he had only one name, not even a surname. The children who went to the orphanage that year were all named Fu, so he also had the surname Fu, but when he grew up, he knew that it was not his real name. last name."

No wonder he only said his name is Yiduaner, Fu Kun finally figured out one thing.

He pondered for a long time: "Then our family adopted him?"

"Yeah!" Mom nodded.

"Then if he keeps silent with us, will you send him back?"

"Nonsense! Your dad and I have visited him before, and we both feel that we are destined for him, and he will get better soon." Mom hugged him, "Besides, we have a puppy at home."

"I'm not a puppy!" Fu Kun protested.

Hearing what his mother said, Fu Kun felt a little dazed, and followed his mother back home. When he entered the door, he saw that the shrimp crackers in his hand had already been eaten, and he was sitting on the sofa with his schoolbag in his arms. Head down.

"Yijie," my mother went to sit next to him, "this will be your home from now on, and your name will be Fu Yijie, and you won't change it, okay?"

Still not making a sound for a while, she just lowered her head and faced her schoolbag as if she was asleep, and the ball of wool on the hat was also hanging forward together.

"That's it." Mom clapped her hands, stood up and walked out the door, "Let's eat dumplings tonight, Mom will chop stuffing, Kunzi, you can make noodles, your dad will come back later today, we Do it first."

"Well," Fu Kun kept staring at a part of his eyes, and finally got a little sense of his sudden transformation into an older brother, he walked over and said in a very serious tone, "Fu Yijie. "

She continued to be dazed for a while before slowly raising her head to look at him.

Fu Kun was stunned for a moment, the child's eyes were full of tears, which were about to gush out.

Fu Kun was very troubled by the fact that someone was crying in front of him. No matter who it was or why they were crying, as long as they cried when they were with him, everyone would point at him and say, "Fu Kun, you are bullying again."

So now the child was about to cry suddenly, and he became anxious all at once. He didn't know what was going on, and he didn't know what to do. After holding back for a long time, he finally said: "Will you make a face? I'll teach you how to make a face." .”