Mo Mo frowned and looked at An An: "You are still young, don't listen to these messed up things."

An An laughed happily: "I know, so I'm just trying to find a way to attract business for my aunt."

Mo Mo couldn't help laughing: "You are quite smart."

An An was proud: "Of course, I am very smart."

When school was about to end, the head teacher informed us that there would be a spring outing at the weekend. Because the weather had been bad before, the outing was postponed to now.

The main purpose was to visit the Military Museum and then go to the park.

An An was still very interested in going to the Military Museum. As soon as the teacher left, he discussed with Mo Mo: "Brother, should we bring food? The teacher said that we will be gone for a day, so we should bring some bread, biscuits, and dried meat."

Momo shook his head: "No, lunch will be provided, we just need to bring water."

An An also shook his head: "What if the food at school is not delicious? We should bring some with us. We finally come out to play, and we need to replenish some energy when we are tired and hungry."

Mo Mo knew that An An liked that feeling, so he could only nod in agreement.

Wen Zheng saw from the corner of his eye that An An and Mo Mo were huddled together, chattering non-stop.

He never imagined that the little girl who was most attached to him in childhood had completely forgotten him.

Every sad night, he would think of the soft An An hugging him and saying in a baby voice: "Brother Feng Zheng, you don't have a father and a mother anymore. You can live in my house from now on. My father and mother can be your father and mother."

She was like a ray of light in his childhood, accompanying him through the most difficult times.

Wen Zheng thought about the present moment, lowered his eyes and packed his schoolbag, and after the three Momo siblings left, he slowly followed them out of the school gate from a distance.

Suddenly I thought of the buns that An An mentioned. He knew where Mrs. Wang’s buns were and had passed by them, but he had never eaten them.

Because buying buns to eat is too luxurious for him.

This time, he couldn't help but walk towards the bun shop. It was after get off work, and the bun shop was crowded. He waited in a long line and only spent one dollar to buy five buns.

Looking at the buns in the paper bag, they are white and plump, exuding an enticing aroma.

He swallowed his saliva and took the buns home.

In the dilapidated alley and messy courtyard, Wen Zheng stopped at the last room, which was also the darkest and smallest one.

Before he opened the door, he heard coughing sounds from inside. Then the door suddenly opened, and a haggard man with messy hair came out. When he saw Wen Zheng, his eyes turned sinister: "Why did you come back just now?"

She lowered her eyes and saw the paper bag in Wen Zheng's hand, and reached out to grab it: "Meat buns? I can smell the fragrance, are you buying them for me?"

Wen Zheng watched the man wolfing down his food and pursed his lips: "Did you go drinking again?"

The man swallowed the bun, raised his head and glared at Wen Zheng: "How dare you control me? If it weren't for you, would your aunt have died? You are a jinx. If I hadn't promised your aunt, I would have sold you to the circus long ago."

Wen Zheng gripped the strap of his schoolbag tightly, waiting for the man to slap him in the face.

The man became angrier and angrier as he spoke. He stretched out his hand and twisted Wen Zheng's clothed arm: "It's all your fault. Because of you, I have nothing left. You jinx, why don't you just die?"

Still not feeling satisfied, he picked up the broom leaning against the wall and hit Wen Zheng on the legs and back.

Wen Zheng, a thin and weak boy less than 1.7 meters tall, stood there and allowed the man to beat and scold him. He couldn't even feel the pain.

A neighbor couldn't stand it and came out to stop him: "Old Ge, what are you doing? If you have something that's not going well, just say it. Why are you getting mad at a child?"

Ge Hongtao yelled, "Let go, what's wrong with me beating my own child?"

There was also a neighbor aunt who pulled Wen Zheng back and lifted up his clothes. There were already purple marks on his back, which were now bulging with ridges.

Her eyes were red with distress: "You are such a wicked person, how could you be so cruel? You are such a stupid child, why didn't you run away?"

Wen Zheng stood there without saying anything. He knew very well that if he ran away, Ge Hongtao would beat him even more severely if he was caught.

After he followed his aunt away, he only had two years of good life. Later, his aunt got cancer.

Before she died, she entrusted him to her uncle-in-law Ge Hongtao, and asked Ge Hongtao to support Wen Zheng's schooling.

At first, Ge Hongtao treated him well. Although he didn't care about him like an aunt, he would take care of his meals and take him out to a restaurant when he was in a good mood. This kind of life lasted only one year.

Ge Hongtao was from Beijing. For some reason, he took a leave of absence from his job and brought Wen Zheng to Beijing, intending to do business.

As a result, he had no idea about business, lost everything, was cheated by his so-called good friend, and almost went to jail.

From then on, he never recovered and began drinking and fighting every day.

After waking up, he would confess and say that he was sorry to Wen Zheng's aunt for not taking good care of him.

The aunt saw several neighbors pushing Ge Hongtao into the house, and pulled Wen Zheng: "Let's go to my house. I made some buns today. I'll give you two."

Wen Zheng shook his head: "Thank you, but no, I still have to go back to do my homework."

He politely declined the aunt's offer and went back to the house. '

Ge Hongtao was pushed onto the bed by his neighbor and fell into a deep sleep instantly.

Wen Zheng waited for the two neighbor uncles to leave, then went over to help Ge Hongtao take off his shoes, and then took great effort to lift his legs and put them on the bed. He stood by the bed and watched for a while, then went to the dining table in the outer room and cleaned up the mess on the table, including wine bottles, peanuts, and melon seed shells.

I wiped the table clean before sitting down and starting to do my homework.

If he had not met An An in junior high school, Wen Zheng would have wanted to go out to work after finishing junior high school to earn money to support himself and Ge Hongtao.

But now...

Wen Zheng was also confused. He was surprised when he saw An An, his childhood friend, the little girl who could heal his childhood, was also in this school.

But he was also very self-conscious and didn't dare to talk to An An or say hello to her.

What should I do next?

Wen Zheng was stunned for a long time before he unscrewed the pen and prepared to do his homework.

He suddenly remembered that they had to pay two yuan for the meal next week, and the payment was due tomorrow. He had already used the only yuan he had to buy steamed buns. If Ge Hongtao continued like this, he would definitely still be in a bad mood after he sobered up tomorrow, and he would not give him the money.

Wen Zheng pursed his lips and lowered his head to do his homework.

……'

The next morning, the teacher asked the life committee to start collecting money for the spring outing. An An had his own pocket money but was reluctant to take it out. He pushed Mo Mo and said, "Brother, please pay for me. I forgot when I went out this morning."

Momo was too lazy to expose her lie and gave the living committee member four dollars.

After the living committee member finished registering, he turned around and asked Wen Zheng: "Wen Zheng, where is your money?"

An An leaned lazily against the wall, and the tips of Wen Zheng's ears seemed to turn red.