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With the sound of firecrackers, the New Year is coming.

It snows every year in winter in City C, which is the most pleasant moment for children.

The outside was covered with silver and white. Chen Hu was beaten before the New Year. His father had a bad temper. After reading his paper, he pressed it down and beat it up.

Chen Hu got 50 points in the exam, and they ranked last in the first class of preschool.

The little fat man almost heard the wailing like a pig. Zhao Zhilan shook her head, making her feel funny: "This child's voice is too penetrating."

The New Year became the gold medal for Chen Hu to avoid death. He was deducted New Year's money, but at least his bad tempered father would not beat him up.

Chen Hu took a group of children from the community out to play, and followed six or seven boys behind him. Two of them were two years older than him, but they were not as strong as fat.

Li Da said: "Let's go find Minmin."

Chen Hu thought for a while: "Catch birds and set off firecrackers, don't play with girls." However, after thinking about Fang Minjun's beautiful and noble appearance, he agreed again, "Okay, let's go find her."

All the boys in the old-fashioned community are here, except Pei Chuan. Their construction is particularly old and has characteristics. It is a bit similar to a large compound, but the floors will be higher.

The south wall will be covered with ivy in the summer, and now it has a layer of ice crystals.

They found someone very easily. They stood downstairs and shouted: "Fang Minjun--"

The children's voices were coming downstairs one after another. After calling Fang Minjun, Chen Hu remembered that he had eaten Beiyao's apples. So he continued to shout with everyone: "Beiyao--"

The crisp and tender voice was heard throughout the community.

Pei Chuan made dumplings with his mother Jiang Wenjuan in the opposite building. Jiang Wenjuan initially thought that he had something to play with. After all, Pei Chuan finished the winter vacation homework of the preschool class in two days, and other children would not take the initiative to bring a "cradle" to play with. Jiang Wenjuan felt sad and could only take some time to accompany her son.

However, Pei Chuan lowered his eyes and his pale fingers pinched the folds of the dumplings, which seemed to be like this. He always did this and learned everything quickly.

Jiang Wenjuan felt even more uncomfortable. On the night that Pei Chuan came back from taking the test, she cried in a muffled voice in the quilt. Pei Chuan was the only one in the pre-school class. Her son was so smart and excellent, but his legs were deprived of, and most of his life was ruined.

Pei Chuan was originally making dumplings seriously, but when he heard the ups and downstairs shouting to Bei Yao, the dumplings in his hand were a little broken.

His black eyes looked at it lightly, and pinched the gap again.

Jiang Wenjuan was observing him and suddenly discovered it. No child would take the initiative to play with Pei Chuan. After all, the children were like brisk birds. They couldn't push them, and they wouldn't be willing to push the heavy wheelchair to take Pei Chuan.

Jiang Wenjuan was afraid that her son would feel uncomfortable: "I won't make dumplings anymore, will my mom take you out to play?"

Pei Chuan's lips twitched, and he wanted to refuse, but in the end he said nothing. At the age of five, he still had expectations and yearning for the world, and he also wanted to go out and see the snow.

Jiang Wenjuan washed her hands and pushed Pei Chuan out.

There is a teahouse with smoke scents and people will play mahjong here.

Jiang Wenjuan wasn't going to play mahjong, she just pushed Pei Chuan to watch the fun, and the children would play around here too.

The tall cypress trees were covered with snow, and the children were laughing and laughing under the trees.

Pei Chuan's wheelchair was placed aside, and someone in the teahouse called out, "Doctor Jiang is here to play?" The light eyes were taken by Pei Chuan and he would also call Xiaochuan pity.

"Yes, you guys play, I'll take a look."

Pei Chuan's eyes passed over the cypress tree and fell on the little girl covering her eyes.

Bei Yao was wearing her red cotton jacket, covering her eyes tightly with her hands, Chen Hu led Fang Minjun to the waist and penetrated into the alley. The little girl said in a clear voice: "3,2,1...I'm here to find you!"

She smiled and let go of her hand, but at first glance she met the boy in the wheelchair.

He took the lead in removing his eyes.

Bei Yao's eyes lit up. She still couldn't understand the little secrets in her notebook, but it did not prevent her from getting close to Pei Chuan. She wanted to talk to him, but Pei Chuan didn't pay much attention to her throughout the semester. Besides, she had to go to find the children first, so she had to go to Chen Hu and the others with her short legs.

Chen Hu was also injured. He took everyone into the warehouse next to the teahouse, which was filled with nylon pockets.

The children squatted inside, and Bei Yao couldn't find it even though she could not find it.

She had a good temper and looked around for a while. She was so tired that she was panting. She lifted the curtains and grass and looked at them. There was nothing inside. Pei Chuan looked at him coldly.

The cypress trees rustled, and the girl's face was covered with snow.

The cold snow touched her warm skin and melted, forming water flowing through her cheeks. She hid out in a mess, Xing'er's eyes were clear and moist, as if she was being bullied and cried.

Pei Chuan clasped his fingers tightly with his wheelchair. When Bei Yao passed by him for a long time, he whispered: "In the warehouse."

The sound was very light, like a dumb silence buried in the heavy snow for a long time, pulling it out of a slight stiffness.

Bei Yao looked back at him blankly, and he looked cold, as if he had said nothing.

She turned around and walked towards the warehouse, pushed her nylon pocket with her little hand, and indeed squatted in a row of children.

Chen Hu met Xiao Beiyao's smiling face and was stunned for a moment, then burst into a roar: "Baiyao, you must have peeked!"

"I didn't peek."

"I don't believe it, you're cheating!"

The little fat man seemed to have been bombed. Li Da looked at Xiao Beiyao, who was at a loss and said, "Who did you see first?"

Pei Chuan's eyes looked through the open warehouse door.

Bei Yao looked at the fat little dun'er who was so aggrieved that he was almost crying. She said softly: "No one of me saw it."

She thought to herself that she is a young lady with the third grade memory and cannot bully children.

She covered her eyes: "You guys hide."

Chen Hu breathed a sigh of relief and ran away. Fang Minjun quickly followed, and the children scattered and hid.

Pei Chuan's lips were pursed tightly and he felt so frustrated that he was troubled.

They didn't bring him to play, so he shouldn't have said that.

Bei Yao let go of his hand and went to find another child. He looked at Bei Yao coldly, and then grabbed Jiang Wenjuan with pale fingers: "Mom, go home."

When Bei Yao saw Aunt Jiang pushing Pei Chuan away, she blinked. What's wrong? She hasn't said thank you yet.

~

Zhao Zhilan played mahjong with Zhao Xiu in the teahouse. Zhao Xiu was not lucky today and kept hitting Zhao Zhilan. She was not upset and took a sip of hot water: "Next year, my Minmin and Zhilan Yaoyao will also go to the first grade together. This child grows up so quickly."

The mahjong was rumbling, and Zhao Zhilan had good cards: "Yes."

"Zhilan, don't be discouraged. If Yaoyao really can't keep up with the progress, she can study for one more year of preschool. Anyway, she's young."

Zhao Zhilan was stunned: "What did you say?"

"Isn't Yaoyao's exam not very good at the end of the exam? I heard that she had just passed the exam. Don't hurry up and say that the most important thing is to ask me to say that a solid foundation is the most important. I thought of Minmin as well. If she doesn't do well in the exam, she will study for another year. But once she gets the paper back, Minmin gets 90, so it should be fine to continue to study in the first grade."

Zhao Zhilan could have heard some tricks. She glanced at Zhao Xiu sideways and said, "Who told you that my Yaoyao has just passed the exam?"

Zhao Xiu thought to himself, pretend, just pretend.

Zhao Zhilan grabbed the cards and smiled and said with a smile: "She is very well-behaved this year, just one point away from 100 points. She got 99 points!"

Zhao Xiu was stunned.

The other two women on the poker table praised in surprise: "Oh, this child will have a future."

Zhao Xiu's face changed: "Zhao Zhilan, don't you have to make up this to deceive people, right?"

"Do I need to lie to you? If you don't believe me, go and ask Teacher Yu, there are score records in the teacher."

Zhao Xiu also understood this truth, saying that such a panic could be exposed in a short time, and Zhao Zhilan would not be so stupid as to use this to deceive her. That means that the little girl Bei Yao really got 99 in the exam?

Zhao Xiu remembered what she said just now and felt very shameless. But the other two women on the card table didn't understand the winks. After looking at Zhao Xiu with a weird look, he praised Zhao Zhilan's daughter for being smart and clever.

Zhao Xiu was so angry that she was almost smoking. She silenced the mahjong. This was the first time Zhao Zhilan won her in comparison since she was a child.

This feeling was both shameful and depressing. She wanted to catch Fang Minjun who was playing outside and ask what was going on.

~

This New Year passed very quickly, and the New Year atmosphere was very good when I was a child.

Eating candy seeds, watching TV can make you feel so beautiful. Bei Yao is very happy every day, but sometimes she holds her chin and looks at the house opposite and wonders, why didn’t she see Pei Chuan coming out to play today?

Fang Minjun was scolded by her mother and cried so hard that her face was blurred. She sobbed and defended: "It's a lot of 90 points, Chen Hu is only 50!"

"I'm asking you to win Beiyao!"

"Mom, I'll do it next time." She sobbed, "I've got the best test except Bei Yao."

Zhao Xiu thought it was right. Fang Minjun was at least ninety years old. The rest of the community were all monkeys. The only one who didn’t know the score was the child with a broken leg in the Pei family. However, how good can such a child be expected to be in the exam? Maybe he didn’t pass the exam.

Zhao Xiu had to poke Fang Minjun's head: "Do you know if you work hard after the New Year?"

Fang Minjun nodded quickly.

In the beginning of spring, the semester class also started to study in the second semester, and childhood time always passed happily.

In Xiao Beiyao's eyes, Fang Minjun was still cold, and the fat man Chen Hu's demonic voice was piercing his ears. Pei Chuan in the corner never took the initiative to talk to her, as if he was whispering to tell her that the person in the warehouse that day was her illusion.

In the last month of preschool, the school issued a policy - the future preschool examinations will be cancelled!

The class is like Chen Hu, and it is so fun.

Most of the other children knew that they didn’t need the final exam, so they were very happy. Only Fang Minjun thought sadly, if they didn’t take the exam, would they have to surpass Bei Yao in the first grade?

It was already summer when Teacher Yu Qian sent off these children, and they were still like newborn seedlings, one by one, tender and green onion.
To be continued...