Zhiyuan walked forward step by step holding the photo, and the people from the Wen family retreated step by step.
Zhiyuan didn't stop until the last person - the man from Gangcheng, had nowhere to retreat and bumped into a chair, making a noise.
Zhiyuan looked at everyone here. Although he was still young, his smile was full of sarcasm that didn't match his age. "Are all of you afraid of my dad?"
No one answered.
"My father is a hero! He sacrificed his life to protect the country and the people! Why are you afraid of him?" Zhiyuan asked loudly.
The sudden loud noise startled the Wen family.
Grandpa Wen was standing in the front, holding Wen Xiao’s arm. After hearing this, he tried to explain, “Zhiyuan, I’m not afraid… it’s… he’s already passed away… it’s not auspicious during the Chinese New Year…”
"He's my dad!" Zhiyuan said loudly, "My dad Gu and my mom never said anything unlucky. You...you...my dad is the one who called you dad, and you say he's unlucky?"
The last sentence was said to Grandpa Wen. Grandpa Wen was so embarrassed that his face turned red and he had nothing to say.
Grandma Wen didn't dare to look at the person in the photo. She stepped forward bravely and advised Zhiyuan, "Zhiyuan, can we put the photos away first?"
"No!" Zhiyuan refused loudly, "My father Gu said that although my father is gone, he will watch over me in heaven and watch me grow up well! Protect me from being bullied! I want to put my father's photo where he can see me, watch me study and sleep, and accompany me as I grow up!"
I don't know whose family set off the firecrackers, but they were double-kick firecrackers. They exploded in the air with a loud bang. Accompanied by Zhiyuan's words "Watching me from the sky", the Wen family couldn't help but scream collectively.
The two sisters-in-law of the Wen family ran away with their children. The man from Wen Xiaogang City was also scared and ran away. Wen Xiao, with the support of Wen’s grandfather, was so scared that he burst into tears. He was shaking all over and couldn’t stand steadily. He covered his ears and screamed “Ahhhh” non-stop.
Zhiyuan walked up to her with a sad look in his eyes, "Are you afraid too?"
Wen Xiao heard the voice and paused. When she opened her eyes, the black and white photo appeared right in front of her.
"Ah——" She screamed and fell to the ground. Grandpa Wen couldn't hold her back. She collapsed on the ground like a ball of mud, shivering.
Zhiyuan's voice continued to ring out, "You said you don't want me anymore and want me to go, just like you didn't want me and my dad back then. Now I'm leaving, and from now on, you guys should never come to me again! My dad and I don't want you either! We never wanted you!"
Zhiyuan was already roaring when he finished speaking. After he finished roaring, he held the photo, straightened his back, and walked out of the Wen family and the slum.
The young boy was full of pride and stubbornness, but he could only hold on until he walked out of the slum.
After all, he is just a first-grade student.
He had to fight against so many people in the Wen family alone, relived the pain of losing his father, experienced the hurt of being rejected by his mother for the second time, and also tried hard to appear strong and powerful in front of the Wen family. Although it was only for a short time, it had exhausted all his strength.
I was already forcing myself to stay together the moment I left the Wen family, so I just held my father's photo tightly, with his face pressed against my chest, and walked forward with big strides, even forgetting that I came out without a coat or shoes.
An old lady passing by in the alley saw this child, wearing only a sweater in the cold winter, walking outside with only socks on his feet, and a schoolbag hanging messily on his wrist. She thought he was a runaway child, so distressed that she pulled him aside and asked, "Whose child are you? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold walking outside like this? Go home quickly!"
Zhiyuan was confused at the moment.
The cold wind was howling outside, and it seemed to blow into his brain, making a buzzing sound in his head.
In the chaos, only the buzzing sound remained, and no sound from outside could be heard. He was confused as to who was pulling him or what they were saying to him.
With a pair of confused eyes, I could only see the unfamiliar and blurry face of the aunt.
"Hey, child, why are you crying like this? Was you beaten? Which yard do you live in? I'll take you back!" said the aunt with a sigh.
Zhiyuan suddenly realized, was he crying?
He hugged the photo tighter in his arms, broke free from the aunt's hand, and continued walking forward.
Dad Gu said that his father in heaven would protect him too.
Sure enough, this time, it was his father who protected him...
But Dad, I'm useless. Why am I crying? I don't want to cry at all. Really, I won't cry anymore. I definitely won't cry anymore...
Zhiyuan said to himself over and over again: Don’t cry, Li Zhiyuan, if you cry again you’d be a coward!
But he couldn't control it.
The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to cry. He clenched his teeth, not allowing himself to cry out loud. Only his tears flowed layer by layer in the wind.
Dad, can you see me in heaven? Look, I didn't cry, I really didn't cry. I just felt bad, and I didn't know why. I never thought about going back to her, but why did I feel so bad after leaving her house? Dad, can you tell me? Dad, I miss you...
Long alleys and small people.
Wearing thin clothes, I walked all the way, crying all the way, and I even lost one of my socks at some point...
Everyone who passed by looked at him and whispered to him, and some kind-hearted people called him like the old lady just now, but he turned a deaf ear to them all and just kept walking forward woodenly.
Until a voice rang out like thunder: "Zhiyuan!"
Zhiyuan trembled all over, and through tearful eyes, he saw a woman in a red down jacket rushing towards him like crazy.
Lin Qingping?
He can't see clearly.
He suspected that he had seen it wrong...
He rubbed his eyes and looked again, it was really Lin Qingping!
Lin Qingping ran very fast and was in front of him in an instant. Looking at him, her eyes were blazing with anger. "Why did you become like this?"
She exclaimed as she took off her clothes.
Zhiyuan stared at her blankly, only to see her wrapping the down jacket around him. He asked in surprise, "Where are your shoes and socks?"
Zhiyuan then remembered that he had forgotten his clothes and shoes.
In Lin Qingping's eyes, Zhiyuan has always been a smart kid. Not only is he smart, but he is also very agile. I wonder what evil the Wen family has done to make him end up like this!
"Damn it! I'm going to settle the score with them!" Lin Qingping picked him up.
Zhiyuan is a seven-year-old child. Since he followed her, he has been getting better and better. He is no longer the sick little thing in Gujia Village. He is really heavy in Lin Qingping's arms, but Lin Qingping's heart is burning with anger. She has the strength to chop up the Wen family. Moreover, she is so angry that she doesn't even want to ask Zhiyuan what happened. She only has one thought: to settle the score with the Wen family!
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