Chapter 1: Extricate
The night in the town is very dark, the street lights are very dark and there is only one standing alone far away.
It's been a while since the evening self-study, and the lights-out bell of the boarders also rang. Most of the day students have bicycles, and they all live on the street, so they will be home in a few minutes.
Only Liu Dao is different, his family lives a little far away.
The deflated can and bottle rolled to Liu Dao's feet. He raised his foot and kicked the bottle into the mud ditch next to the school wall.
Liu Dao shrank his neck twice, feeling the greasy feeling of sweaty hair on his neck. He tilted his head and glanced at a woman with smoky makeup in the barber shop. She was burying her head and sweeping the hair left by the guests on the floor. . Then, he put his hands in his trouser pockets, but couldn't get anything out.
Tonight, he has to find his mother to get the money. The meal ticket money has been on credit for a few months, and his hair should really be cut. When was the last haircut? He remembered that because "non-mainstream" things are very popular in the school now, everyone doesn't like to cut their short hair. Three months ago, the school leader invited the hairdresser to the school. He followed it and spent only two yuan. Money for haircuts.
Everyone shrunk their necks and closed their eyes to cut their hair, as if with the passage of their hair, there was still that full of personal charm. Liu Dao was different. He repeatedly asked the barber to shave his head. The teacher was unhappy on the spot, and said, "Hey, I said Liu Dao
, are you deliberately arguing with the principal? Don't you know who the shaved heads are? Are you treating this place as a school or a prison?"
Depressed, he just wants to save money on shaving his head, and he also has to be decapitated and splashed with dirty water? He didn't explain, let alone talk back, and waited calmly for the barber to finish.
When he got home that day, he stared at the mirror and took a look. His head was not ugly, but his head was really ugly. He was fifteen years old, exactly what he looked like when he was a teenager. He had a small frame, a short stature, dark skin and partial features Delicate, with such a head shape...it's hard to describe.
He kept that cap at home for many years at night. When his own father came to see him in the town from far away, he left a cap on his head for no apparent reason. When he looked in the mirror again, it was pleasing to the eye. too much.
If, the next day, every day after that, he could feel a little bit of emotion in front of that hat, he might be happy, but he didn't.
She really doesn't care about that man.
Liu Dao's father, Liu Xiao's father, all abandoned her, but she had no emotion at all.
Go south from the school for about 15 minutes, then turn left, the house and streetlights are gone together, and when you go further, you can see a black field on the left, and then continue along the narrow road. After walking, it took twenty minutes to see a little light seeping from the two wooden houses.
That is his home.
He pushed open the door, and there was no figure of Liu Xiao in the bamboo basket in the room, probably already set up to fall asleep. His mother was folding his clothes, and when he saw him coming back, he just said lightly, "Come back? The meal is on the table, hurry up and eat it." He didn't mean to warm him up at all.
Because the home is a soil stove and firewood is still needed, Liu Dao has no intention of doing it himself.
He lifted the bamboo vegetable cover, and a bowl of black bean bibimbap was reflected in his eyes. He sat down at the dirty dining table full of old greasy grime, and ate the rice, chewing it tastelessly.
He choked a little after eating half of it, so he scooped a porcelain jug of tea into the tea jug and poured it down, suddenly remembered about the meal at school, Liu Dao walked to his mother, hesitated again and again, but still opened his mouth : "School meals are due."
"What?" Liu Hongyue put down her clothes, raised her head and stared at him, "Didn't I just pay for you last month?"
"That was last month, this The month's, it hasn't been handed in yet." Liu Dao reminded her carefully.
Besides, what you paid last month is still last month. I already owe food for two months. But he didn't say this, he was afraid that if he did, his mother could beat him with a broom.
His mother clicked his tongue: "I don't have money. I look at a small one every day, and I have to pay for a big one to go to school, and I can't go out to work. Where do I get the money to use as an ATM for you?"
Liu Dao knew early in the morning that his mother wouldn't take the money, and he didn't want to get money from his mother in a stalking way. If he had the ability to do this, maybe his mother would drop him out of school for him. .
Besides, he also knew that it was not easy for Liu Hongyue to make a living relying on a sewing machine. He walked to the dining table, picked up his rice bowl, took two more bites of rice, and said dryly, "Then give me five yuan for a haircut? Teacher? If you don't cut it, you will call your parents?"
Liu Hongyue's heart seemed to soften a little, she pushed a bunch of odds and ends on the table, she simply took out a few small bills from her pocket, and put a purple ten thousand li The Great Wall pressed in front of Liu Dao, turned around and entered the back room.
After a long while, Liu Hongyue shouted in the back room: "After eating, wash the dishes, cover the bath water in the pot, and wash the clothes by yourself."
She often repeats these words, although Liu Dao has never been in trouble with these matters. She, she was still chattering happily.
"Understood." Liu Dao gave her a calm voice.
"Be quiet, don't wake up your sister." As soon as her decibel came out, it was much more violent than Liu Dao.
Liu Dao shook his head and took the last bite of rice into his mouth.
Because he had to catch up with the early self-study at 6:50, and there was no means of transportation, Liu Dao got up at 5:50 to wash.
What he didn't expect was that Liu Hongyue also got up. She swiftly rinsed her mouth and washed her face, combed her short ear-length hair a few times, put Liu Xiao who was still sleeping in the back basket, and squatted on her back.
Liu Dao looked at Liu Hongyue, who was ready to go, with some surprise: "What are you doing?" He was actually a little afraid that Liu Hongyue would just carry Liu Xiao on her back and get into the car heading south.
"What can I do? I'll go and pay your tuition fees." Liu Hongyue hurried to the door, took out a big copper lock and locked it.
"Oh." Liu Dao said, "But you go so early, the teacher is busy, and the class teacher is on the class this morning."
"What? If I send him money, he can still ignore me?" Liu Hongyue put the key in in the belt.
Liu Dao was a little helpless, he didn't know how to be on the same channel as Liu Hongyue.
Just as he was depressed, his mother suddenly said coldly: "Or do you think I'm too embarrassed for you?"
"..." Liu Dao was really worried about the fuck, he was worried about the early Chinese self-study today if there is a dictation , the teacher was too busy to talk to her, and she didn't have to wait long with Liu Xiao behind her back, but he couldn't say a word.
He also has something to say, he wants to say that she will always be a fuck. Of course, there is an element of compulsion in this sentence. He only has one fucking relative, and he is afraid that one day she really doesn't want him, if she doesn't want him anymore...
So, she will always be his mother.
At least, Liu Dao hopes that she can be a mother until she reaches adulthood.
As long as he has an actual guardian, he doesn't care what others think of his strange family.
Liu Dao's worries were superfluous. As soon as Liu Hongyue entered the school gate, she ran into Liu Dao's head teacher, the bald Li. This is what a classmate called in private.
Bald Li greeted Liu Hongyue politely, and learned that Liu Hongyue was here to make up for the children's meals. He knew their family situation, probably for the sake of Liu Dao's self-esteem. Bald Li only asked Liu Dao to go to the classroom first, and took Liu Hongyue directly. office.
Liu Dao went up to the teaching building without saying a word, and secretly glanced back. Liu Hongyue, who followed the bald Li, was very short. She was less than 1.5 meters tall, thin, and only had beautiful facial features, which made her look a little more energetic.
A sense of powerlessness swept through his body in an instant, and Liu Dao felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.
He felt that he was really an unlucky soul back then. He was reincarnated in the unlucky Liu Hongyue's belly, and was pulled out of her body by an unlicensed doctor in a private clinic.
He pity her in the bottom of his heart, although the relationship between him and his mother has always been very weak, but he has never hated her. Liu Dao tore off the black baseball cap from the top of his head, pushed open the door and entered the classroom.
Liu Hongyue made up for Liu Dao's meal expenses, and also paid the full amount for the meal expenses until the final exam. Liu Dao knew about this, when school was over in the evening.
Because he wanted to save money on shampooing, he asked a boarding student in the class for a bag of shampoo, and after the evening self-study, he went straight to the faucet in the cafeteria and washed his head with cold water.
When he left the school gate, the dormitory lights-out preparation bell had already rang. He was afraid of closing the school gate, so he quickened his pace and ran towards the school gate.
There were a few teachers in front of them, and one of them said, "Mr. Li, it's not easy. You've collected the meal fee for your class once."
Facing the ridicule, Dupa Li just smiled dryly.
Liu Dao's heart became complicated again. Although his mother was cursing, she still paid for him.
His heart softened instantly, and he thought that when he became famous in the future, he must be filial to Liu Hongyue, buy her food, buy clothes, and buy a big house. Within the scope of his ability, what Liu Hongyue wants, he will buy her.
Thinking about it, he heard voices not far in front of him, and several figures were pulling and pulling under the dim street lights, and Liu Dao hid under a sycamore tree nearby.
"I said I don't want your letter." An angry female voice entered Liu Dao's ears.
Listen, why do you look like the girl at his front desk? The
boy said arrogantly: "Liao Ting, let me tell you the truth, our boss just likes you. You must accept this letter. Not only do you have to accept it, but you also have to reply."
Lai's male voice comes from Wu Yizhi's mouth, the number one follower of their grade-level tyrant, Wang Xiaopang.
Pooh! shameless. How old you are to learn puppy love, and misfortune the little girl.
Liao Ting at his front desk, what a wonderful girl, representative of the Chinese class, among the best in grades, polite, clean and fluent.
He Liu Dao had to clear the siege for her.
When he thought about it this way, he felt a sense of justice in his chest. It happened that there was a pile of construction pebbles at his feet. He touched two of them and weighed them in his hands. They were neither too light nor too heavy. She stuffed a stone in her trouser pocket and glanced in front of her secretly. Liao Ting kept wanting to leave, but several boys blocked her, and everyone was about to cry.
It was too late when he said it, Liu Dao rushed up with the stone, and the cool water dripped on his neck along the wet hair. After running, he stopped, his back straightened, and a stone was thrown. go down.
Surprised that no one was hit.
As soon as Wu turned his head, he saw Liu Dao with wet hair on his back: "Fuck. You. Mom, Liu Dao, you are good, you dare to break ground on Laozi's head."
"Why?" Liu Dao stepped back. Two steps, bold and aggressive: "To tell you the truth, I will not only break ground on your head today, but I will also urinate on your head. I can't stand you bullying girls."
Liao Ting is looking worriedly. Looking at Liu Dao, several of Wu Yi's little followers stood behind him one after another, most of them grinning, as if they were sneering at Liu Dao's incomprehension.
Wu Yi swept around the ground, and there was a wooden stick nearby, so he picked it up and slapped it in his hand a few times, with a look of contempt for all beings: "Do you fucking believe it or not, I'll fucking kill you today."
"Come on, let's see how you killed me today. If you fucking kill me, you will be my grandson." Liu Dao stubbornly put his hand into his trouser pocket and touched the piece he had prepared earlier. Shi Shi winked at Liao Ting who was behind the group, motioning her to run.
But Liao Ting didn't understand, she thought Liu Dao was asking her for help, she thought, since Wang Xiaopang said he liked her, then his gang of friends would definitely show mercy to her, and rushed to Liu Dao. .
She really expected it well, but when Wu Yi noticed Liao Ting, the stick had already fallen, and it was difficult to cover the water.
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