Ding, your little fool is online

Yuan Xing nodded immediately, wanting to eat up the rice grains in the bowl like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Think, think!" He put down the book in his hand, leaned on the sofa, climbed into Wang Yuyang's arms with his hands and feet, sat on the other's lap, and repeated, "Thought!"

When Yuan Xing just woke up after the operation, Wang Yuyang helped him contact several private schools.

Originally, he planned to find a private teacher to give Yuan Xing one-on-one supplementary lessons, but after weighing it, he felt that campus life cannot be absent from life, so he contacted the school.

There are few students in private schools, and all the teachers are experienced. They can not only help Yuanxing integrate into campus life as soon as possible, but also guide his studies to the greatest extent.

These private schools contacted by Wang Jinyang have very high entry thresholds, not only needing a good family background, but also requiring students to have both good character and learning, and have achieved excellent results in previous schools.

Therefore, most of the schools declined after hearing about Yuan Xing's situation, and Wang Yuyang encountered many obstacles.

Later, Yuan Xing recovered in the hospital, and Wang Yuyang was busy taking care of him, so he didn't think about this matter again.It wasn't until today that this phone call from home brought this matter to a close.

It can be regarded as another major event in his life after Yuan Xing recovered.

After Yuan Xing woke up from the operation, although he was also confused, he was obviously much smarter than before.In addition, he has always wanted to study again, and after finishing his studies, he will open a nursing home for mentally disabled patients, so Wang Yuyang hurriedly helped him contact the school.

Although most of them were rejected, but fortunately, there is no such thing as an unparalleled path. The last school unified Yuan Xing's admission, and was divided into classes based on grades and quality assessments. It was no different from other ordinary students. The only requirement was that Yuan Xing had fully recovered before he could go. study.

This is also Wang Jiyang's only request.

But to be honest, he was a bit reluctant to leave Yuanxing to study, but after all, that was Yuanxing's dream.Yuan Xing's new life is up to him to decide, and Wang Yuyang is just accompanying him.

"I want to go to school." Yuan Xing hugged Wang Yuyang's arm, swaying from side to side coquettishly, "I want to go."

Wang Yuyang laughed, and tapped his forehead with the other hand: "I didn't say I wouldn't let you go, I'll arrange for you to enroll immediately after you recover completely."

Yuan Xing pursed his lips and thought for a while, then said softly, "Okay then."

Along with the phone call came several emails, introducing the school's environment, faculty and teaching methods.

Wang Jianyang clicked on the pdf in the email, and looked at the photos together with Yuan Xing in his arms.

The campus is full of tall sycamore trees, each of which is said to be dozens of years old. The western-style white teaching buildings are hidden among the green leaves, and there are countless dreams in each transparent glass window.

Yuan Xing's eyes are full of those dreams, in the sound of rain outside the window, looking at these photos seems to see his own future.

Xiao Yuanxing, I want to rush ducks today!

The rain lasted for a week, and it was inconvenient to go out, so Yuan Xing stayed at home with Wang Yuyang all the time. From time to time, he had to hug and hug stickyly, and Lao Wang was miserable from time to time.

Yuan Xing's hair also grew a few centimeters along with the late spring rain, but it was not his turn to be happy for two days, and Zhou Lei shaved it off again when he went to the rehabilitation center for a review.

Zhou Lei even asked Wang Yuyang to help Yuan Xing shave his head, saying that he was not allowed to have hair until he fully recovered.

The little bald head collapsed on the sofa after returning home, weeping and beeping while touching his own bald head which had become barren again.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Wang Jianyang laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

"Mr. Happy, don't laugh." Yuan Xing, covering his face, sued Wang Qianyang through his fingers, "Otherwise, I'll ignore you."

"Okay, okay." Wang Yuyang walked over and patted his head, "What does Xiao Yuanxing want to eat at noon?"

"To eat, to grow hair." Yuan Xing said.

"Why do you have long hair, little bald head?" Wang Yuyang sat down and asked.

Yuan Xing kicked Wang Yuyang with his bare feet: "No, call me little baldhead."

Wang Yuyang pretended not to hear him, and continued to tease him: "Then give our little bald-head some stir-fried vegetables."

Hearing the words, the little bald head stood up with a roar like a little tiger, threw himself on Wang Yuyang aggressively, pressed him directly on the sofa, then bit the hair on Wang Yuyang's forehead with a groan, and after eating a mouthful of hair, he ate again. Bah, bah, bah, a few mouthfuls.

"Eat your hair! Fix your hair!" Yuan Xing said angrily, "I want to turn you into a little bald!"

"Okay, okay, I surrender." Wang Jianyang smiled and raised his hands, taking advantage of the situation and hugged him into his arms, "We, Xiao Yuan, are lucky to have won."

Yuan Xing, who had won the victory, stood up and let Wang Jianyang go.

But Wang Yuyang didn't let him go, he pulled him back into his arms by his wrist, "Come back."

"You just said." Wang Yuyang looked down at his shiny head, and asked in a low voice, "What are you going to turn me into a little bald head?"

Yuan Xing knew that he was making fun of his oral habit again, so he simply turned his head aside: "Mr. Happy, you are making fun of me again."

The name Mr. Happy has been called by Yuan Xing since he gave Wang Jianyang this name, no matter whether it is before or after, or before or after recovery, he has never changed his name.

Although Wang Yuyang is used to hearing it, he always feels that as the relationship between the two gets closer, this title will also be improved to a higher level.

And when Wang Jianyang called Yuan Xing, he always used different tricks, what Yuan Xing, Xiao Yuan Xing, Yuan Yuan, Xiao Yuan Yuan, little baby, little Xing Xing, as fancy as possible.

"I'm not joking." Wang Jianyang tightened the hands around his waist.

"Yuanyuan, we've been together for so long, don't you consider calling me by another name?"

Yuan Xing frowned in his arms and thought for a while, then whispered: "Then... Wang Wang?"

Because Wang Jianyang called him Yuanyuan just now, and for the same reason, if you only call him at the beginning of the surname, it is Wang Wang.

Wang Yuyang was stunned for a second and then laughed: "Are you barking like a puppy baby?"

Yuan Xing wrinkled his nose: "No, I'm calling you."

Wang Jianyang was undeterred, and shook Yuan Xing in his arms: "What other kings are there besides this?"

Like a husband or something.

"Hmm..." Yuan Xing pursed his lips, thinking about how Wang Yuyang called himself before, "Old Wang Wang."

Corresponding to small yuan yuan.

Wang Yuyang: "..."

Forget it.

"Okay, you can read." Wang Yuyang gave up his plan to trick Yuan Xing into calling him her husband, and got up to cook in the kitchen.

While chopping vegetables, he suddenly regretted not taking advantage of Yuan Xing's stupidity to coax and yell a few more times. Now that he is getting smarter and harder to deceive, it's all because he was too upright at that time.

Old Wang sighed, sometimes being too kind is a sin, and he will learn to be a bad person in the future.

This trivial matter is considered a turning point for Wang Yuyang, but Yuan Xing always remembers it.

He thought carefully about how Wang Yuyang called him before, and gave them corresponding names one by one.

For example, Yuan Yuan corresponds to Wang Wang, and Xiao Yuan Yuan corresponds to Lao Wang Wang, but these two have been passed by Wang Yuyang.

The rest is... the corresponding to the little star, the little sun?Or Mister Happy?

Yuan Xing shook his head, and passed the name himself.

In the end, Yuan Xing should be Gui Yang.

But he said it silently in his heart twice, but his face felt a little hot, so he had to quickly drop the name, and looked down at the staggered vertical gaps in the white floor.

The first time he knew Wang Yuyang's name before, he recited it endlessly all afternoon and didn't feel embarrassed at all. Now that he read it twice, he couldn't hold back his face anymore.

Yuan Xing rubbed his face and looked towards the kitchen.

I don't know what Mr. Happy wants to call himself.

After lunch, my grandfather called.

When Yuan Xing was discharged from the hospital last week, his grandfather and grandmother invited Yuan Xing to go home to pick strawberries, but due to the continuous rain for a week, they were unable to attend the appointment.

The two elders waited at home, seeing that the strawberries were about to be picked, they hurriedly called Wang Yuyang to ask for help.

"Grandpa." Wang Yuyang said, "It's been raining recently, so it's not convenient to go back."

"I don't care." Grandpa turned into an old urchin, "It doesn't rain here at home, and I didn't let you come back. If I don't see Xing Xing tomorrow, I won't have your grandson!"

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Facing the phone call of "beep beep——", Wang Jianyang was very helpless.

The next day, it may be that Tiangong didn't want Wang Yuyang to lose this grandfather, the sun came out and slipped away, and the bright sun dispelled the dark clouds and illuminated the earth.

"Let's go, Yuan Xing." Wang Yuyang stood at the door and was changing shoes, "Grandpa and grandma have to wait in a hurry."

"Right away, right away." Yuan Xing poured the last drop of water in the pot to Surprise Flower, wiped his hands, picked up his coat and followed Wang Yuyang.

The medicine Yuan Xing took recently probably contained soothing ingredients, so he fell asleep as soon as he got in the car.

When he woke up an hour later, the small white building had already appeared in his vision.Small black and white buildings stand in the surrounding bungalows, hidden under the shadow of green trees.

When he came last time, Yuan Xing was still a little fool, wondering when he would find his mother.When he came again, Yuan Xing not only found his mother, but also became an excellent Yuan Xing.

Grandpa and grandma had been waiting at the door for a long time, and they all smiled when they saw Yuan Xing get off the car.

"Oh, I'm lucky." Grandma opened her hands to Yuanxing, "Come here and give grandma a hug, I miss you so much."

"Grandma." Yuan Xing responded softly, "I miss you too."

"Show me your head quickly." Grandma asked hurriedly, "Does it hurt, are you having an operation?"

Yuan Xing patted his grandma's hand: "It doesn't hurt, grandma, don't worry."

"Really." Grandpa saw this, couldn't help reaching out to touch Yuan Xing's bald head, and reprimanded Wang Yuyang, "Fortunately, you didn't tell us such a big thing as the operation, do you still have us in your eyes?"

"That's right." Grandma also learned badly after following Grandpa.

Yuan Xing blinked, but said nothing.

The two elders surrounded their relatives and grandchildren in the middle, and took turns attacking the former relatives and grandchildren who had fallen out of favor.

Wang Jianyang had no choice but to carry the things he bought back into the house.

Strawberry Farm is not far from home, it takes half an hour to drive there.The four of them were supposed to go together, but before the departure, grandma suddenly felt a little dizzy, so grandpa stayed to take care of grandma and sent Yuan Xing and Wang Yuyang to the strawberry garden.

"Look at Xingxing carefully!" Before leaving, the grandfather slapped Wang Yuyang on the back, "You are asking for a piece of meat."

Looking at the old man who cared so much about him, Yuan Xing couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled.

There were many people who came to pick strawberries in the shed, Wang Jianyang took a basin, and walked slowly with Yuan Xing to pick strawberries.

The brightly colored strawberries are hidden among the green leaves, hiding her sweet and bright red appearance.

Wang Yuyang immediately remembered the dream of that night, but fortunately, before entering the shed, the owner of the garden issued repeated orders to prohibit eating while picking, and there were supervisors in the shed, so Wang Yuyang was saved from being crushed to death by the big strawberries.

Looking at the pretty strawberries, Yuan Xing could only swallow.

After picking a basket and paying for it, the two sat on a small bench under the shade of a tree. The early summer wind blew slowly, rustling the leaves as they swayed, but it was a pity that the little bald head had no hair for this time. The summer wind blows.

Yuan Xing couldn't wait to take out a strawberry and put it in his mouth, puffing up his cheeks happily.

"Eat slowly." Wang Yuyang was holding a napkin beside him, ready at all times.

After destroying a basket full of strawberries by himself, Motoko's stomach was also bulging, and he couldn't help stroking his belly contentedly in Muye Sihe.

"Are you a little pig?" Wang Jianyang looked at the last strawberry in the basket and asked helplessly.

"I'm not." Yuan Xing shook his head, picked up the strawberry, stuffed it into Wang Yuyang's mouth involuntarily, watched him chew it twice, "Who, whoever ate the last one will be the one."

Wang Yuyang, who had already swallowed half a strawberry, could only be a pig: "..."

"I still want to eat." Yuan Xing tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Wang Yuyang touched his little bald head: "If you want to eat, go back and plant some strawberries for you."

When Yuan Xing heard this, he nodded immediately: "There must be more varieties, more varieties."

Wang Jianyang smiled: "Okay, a little more variety."

I don't know if this kind of strawberry is the origin of that kind of strawberry, I am happy and walk on the routine forever.

After picking a few more catties of strawberries, Wang Yuyang planned to take Yuanxing back.Grandma is not feeling well, so she probably won't stay overnight at her hometown today.

In addition, the weather forecast indicated that there would be heavy rain tonight, so Wang Yuyang took the whole Yuanxing and a few catties of strawberries back first, left some strawberries for his grandparents, and chatted briefly for a while. s arrangement.

"I helped him contact the school." Wang Yuyang touched Xiao Mi who was rubbing his trousers, "He can go to school after he recovers completely, but I think it's better to wait until September, just in time for the start of the second year of high school. If you have time, help him find a private teacher to supplement his previous knowledge, after all, he lacked it for so long."

Grandma asked worriedly: "Go directly to the second year of high school, can I keep up with this study? Will I be bullied by my classmates because of my stupidity before?"

Wang Qianyang tilted his head, glanced at Yuan Xing who was stealing strawberries, and said with a smile, "Grandma, don't underestimate him."

After all, this little bald man who sneakily eats strawberries not only passed the school's first teacher exam, but also beats people with Chinese cabbage, so there is no need to worry.

"That's fine." Grandpa hit Yuan Xing, "It's fine to send him to study, after all, he's recovered now, so he can't stay at home all the time."

Grandma hammered her knee, and Xiao Mi jumped up to help her cover her knee while pacing.

Grandpa glanced at the wall clock on the wall, got up and chased people away: "It's getting late, you all go back quickly, I won't keep you for dinner today."

Before leaving, grandma took out a small box from the house and gave it to Yuan Xing: "Fortunately, you wait a moment."

Inside the box is a string of red strings, and the bluish-white safety buckle is full of warm sunsets, but the warmest thing is the blessings of relatives.

Grandma untied the rope, put the safety buckle around Yuanxing's neck, and said beside him in a nonchalant manner: "This is what you and your grandfather specially asked for for us. I wanted to give it to you before, but I didn't catch up with it." You have an operation, but it’s okay, we are fortunately doing well now, nothing is wrong, we don’t need to be so good, just like this, we can be well together with Yang Yang, be safe and sound, just come back to see grandma more often.”

Grandpa wanted to pat Yuan Xing's bald head, but in the end he put his hand on his shoulder and patted him lightly: "Well, your grandma is right, rest at home more, let Yang Yang take you out to play, before We have suffered so much and studied so hard, so we are lucky not to be tired."

Wang Yuyang looked helplessly at the second elder who had turned on the pampering grandson mode, that's not what you said just now, grandpa.

Xiaomi: "Meow!"

It can be understood as rushing ducks.

The care of the older generation is different from that of the lover. They don't want you to be hurt in the slightest, and hope that you will always remain innocent, and will always be the child who can lie on their knees and act like a baby.

Yuan Xing looked down at the safety button hanging around his neck, his fingertips were full of warm touch, and when his fingertips touched it, he seemed to be able to feel the family affection flowing in the safety button.He hugged grandpa and grandma respectively, pursed his lips, and said in a low voice: "Okay, thank you grandpa and grandma, I will."

He doesn't speak too beautiful words, and he even wants to cry now, but he doesn't want to worry about his grandparents, so he tries his best to keep a small face, pretending to be calm.

"Okay, let's go back." Grandpa patted Yuan Xing's shoulder again, "It's going to be dark and rainy for a while, so it's not easy to drive, just come back and see us as often as you have time."

Although it was not yet dark when we returned to the urban area, dark clouds had already hung high in the sky.

The closest to home is the main entrance. Wang Yuyang looked at the gate of the community in front of him, pondered for a while, held the steering wheel in his hand, turned a corner, and drove towards the side gate of the community.

Seeing that this was not the way home, Yuan Xing leaned on the window and asked doubtfully, "Where is this going?"

"Go shopping." Wang Jianyang lightly stepped on the gas pedal.

Looking at the fresh vegetables brought from his grandparents' house on the back seat of the car, Yuan Xing couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

But Wang Yuyang really brought Yuan Xing to buy vegetables. He parked the car in front of the fresh food supermarket that frustrated Yuan Xing a week ago, and took out 100 yuan: "Go in, there is a bottle of vinegar at home, and then you can buy it again." Two heads of onions, one box of beef and one box of chicken legs, and you can buy the rest as you see fit.”

Standing at the entrance of the fresh food supermarket, Yuan Xing held 100 yuan in his hands, breathing a little short of breath.

After that day, although Wang Jianyang tried his best to enlighten him, if he didn't do it again, he would not be able to overcome this hurdle.

There are not many people in the store, the salesman is arranging the shelves, no one pays attention to his little bald head

"Vinegar, onion, beef, chicken legs, just buy as you see fit..." He muttered in a low voice, took two heads of purple onions and put them in a plastic bag, filled another wagyu and chicken legs, and then subtracted the pieces A few, "Vinegar, no onions, no beef, chicken legs, look to buy..."

Before he finished speaking, a customer passing by accidentally bumped into Yuan Xing. Yuan Xing, who was unable to stand still, swayed aside and hit the shelf. A bottle of vinegar wobbled and fell to the place, and the glass shattered all over the floor.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Come to make amends, but if you say something, I'm afraid."

The salesperson who heard the sound didn't ask for compensation immediately after seeing the situation, but also asked Yuan Xing if he had been hit.

This reminded Yuan Xing that he was hit by someone in the vegetable market more than a week ago and crushed a tomato.At that time, the person who bumped into him apologized without pain, and he bought those tomatoes at a price four or five times higher than usual.

Looking at the two people in front of him, Yuan Xing blinked, as if he had a deeper understanding of what Wang Yuyang said at that time.

He pursed his lips, feeling that it was still the same, these kind and kind people had always been the same.

The world he has to adapt to has not changed much from the original.

When he returned to the car with his things, Yuan Xing had an obvious smile on his face.

"What are you laughing at?" Wang Jianyang asked him, "Silly music."

Yuan Xing put the plastic bag on his lap, fastened his seat belt, turned his head out of the window, looked at the young man in the fresh food store who was scratching his head while paying the bill, and smiled again.

"it's nothing."