Chapter 1 One person, one dog

Light rain, drizzling.

On the muddy path of the countryside, a four- or five-year-old boy cried loudly and kept running forward.

As he ran, he stretched out his right hand, as if to grab something.

"Mom... don't go..."

In front of him, a beautiful figure turned his head and showed a beautiful face. She smiled and comforted:

"Xiaohong doesn't cry, and his mother will come back soon... You should listen to your father at home, otherwise your mother will be angry, and she won't like Xiaohong when she is angry..."

After saying that, she turned around and continued to move forward, going further and further.

"Mom...Mom..."

The little boy cried even more sadly. He waved his hand desperately and shouted, trying to run forward to grab his mother's clothes, but his body was pulled by a pair of big hands. He struggled hard but could not open it anyway. He could only watch his mother's figure disappear from sight.

"Put me free, I'm looking for my mother!"

The little boy bit fiercely at the big hand that held him. Finally, he broke away and chased forward desperately, but he accidentally slipped. His legs slid forward, but his body fell back.

"Putong!"

Mud splashes everywhere.

......

The next day.

County hospital, in the chief physician's office.

The doctor in a big white coat sat on the office chair. He took out a case file from the drawer and handed it to a young man in a shabby gray cotton-padded jacket. He said:

"The child's situation is not optimistic. When he fell, the back of his head just hit the hard object. After examination, the occipital bone and parietal bone of his head were comminuted, and there was an obvious depression in the back of his head when he pressed his fingers..."

The young man's face changed slightly when he heard the words, and he said:

"Doctor, I don't understand these professional things. Could you please make it a little simpler?"

"Let's put it this way, his injury is so serious that he may have injured his brain tissue. Although his recovery seems to be better now, I have to remind you that the brain is the most complex thing in the human body, and any brain injury can happen. He is only four years old now, and his brain is not fully developed. This injury is likely to affect his intellectual and physical growth and development. You need to be psychologically prepared for this..."

The young man tried his best to suppress his emotions. He said goodbye to the doctor and staggered out of the office. When he came to the corridor, he finally couldn't help squatting in the corner of the wall and crying.

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Four years later.

Heiyan Village Complete Primary School, Teacher's Office.

A middle-aged woman is sitting behind her desk, with wool in her hand and asking:

"Are you Lin Hong's father?"

"Yes, hello, Mr. Ma. My name is Lin Changming."

Lin Changming nodded quickly.

His hair and beard are very long. Although it can be seen that he deliberately straightened up before coming to school, he still can't hide his sloppy breath.

Mr. Ma's eyebrows suddenly frowned. She covered her nose. Maybe she felt that it was too obvious, so she had to turn sideways to avoid the pungent alcohol.

"I called you here today, mainly because I have something to tell you."

"Okay, you say it."

"Look, this is Lin Hong's math test paper."

With that, Mr. Ma handed over a test paper.

Lin Changming took it over and took a look. He was stunned and said in surprise:

"One hundred points?"

"Ha ha, do you think it's strange, right?" Mr. Ma immediately answered, "In this math exam, Lin Hong got 100 points, which is the only one in the class."

Lin Changming's face showed a very happy smile, but Mr. Ma's next sentence made his smile suddenly freeze on his face.

"However, according to his previous performance, it is impossible for him to get 100 points."

Lin Changming had some aftertaste. He asked, "What does the teacher mean is that he plagiarized it?"

"Of course!" Mr. Ma looked disdainful.

Lin Changming was furious: "Why do you say that this is my son's plagiarism? Didn't you also say that he is the only one in the class who can copy?

Mr. Ma sneered: "Isn't this an obvious thing? You don't even see what your son usually looks like. I deserted every day in class, and I was in a daze all day. As if I had never returned to my soul, I never did the homework assigned, and the exam was always handed in blank papers..."

"Do you think it's possible for him to get 100 points?"

"In this exam, the people sitting in front of him and behind him got 99 points, so he was lucky enough to get 100 points."

"He is not yet eight years old now. He has developed such a habit at a young age. If he doesn't educate and correct it well, it will be okay when he grows up?"

Mr. Ma said a lot of words with sharp teeth, and refuted Lin Changming, who was not good at words, until he was speechless.

Lin Changming's mind was blank. He stared at Mr. Ma's thin lips for a long time and wanted to rush over to tear it several times.

Finally, he roared and said, "My son will never plagiarize!" This is just your random guess!"

The loud voice attracted the eyes of the teachers around them, and everyone whispered and had different opinions.

There is contempt and sympathy in everyone's eyes, but no one believes Lin Changming's words.

After Lin Changming finished speaking, he didn't want to stay here anymore, and he didn't want to talk to the teacher anymore. He turned around and left directly.

"Well, it's really a dragon, a phoenix, and the rat's son can make holes. No wonder he can't even keep his wife..."

The gossip in his ear made Lin Changming stop suddenly. He clenched his fists and his body trembled. Obviously, he was trying to control his inner anger.

His son's figure flashed in his mind, and he finally stepped away.

......

After school, the Lin family's lobby.

The atmosphere is extremely solemn.

Lin Changming sat on a bench, holding a bottle of inferior Erguotou in his hand, and drank it one by one.

In front of him, he was kneeling on his son Lin Hong, and Lin Hong was holding his ears with both hands.

Lin Changming finished the last sip of wine, burped, and finally dropped the bottle in his hand into the corner.

With a bang, the glass fragments of the wine bottle splashed everywhere, which made Lin Hong tremble all over.

"You...why do you plagiarize other people's test papers?"

Lin Changming pointed to his son with a big tongue and asked.

Lin Hong was silent and looked stubborn.

"Old... How do I usually tell you... We... Although we are poor... our ambition can't be short! Now... like this, I don't have any... anything to ask of you. Hand in the blank paper... No problem, but... But, why do you want to plagiarize?!"

Finally, he began to shout at his son.

Lin Hong was so scared by his fierce momentum that he retreated repeatedly, and finally said firmly:

"I didn't plagiarize!"

When Lin Changming saw his righteous look, he was even more angry.

"You useless thing... How dare you lie..."

He looked around angrily, but he didn't find the right thing. In a hurry, he pulled out the belt on the waist of his trousers, grabbed the belt buckle, and threw it hard at Lin Hong.

"Ah--"

Lin Hong's thin body trembled. Although he clenched his teeth, the severe pain still made him scream.

"I didn't plagiarize!"

Lin Hong's voice was still very stubborn with crying.

Lin Changming was shocked by his son's scream, and there was a trace of regret and guilt in his eyes. Then he shook his head, threw the whip aside, then grabbed Lin Hong's clothes, pressed it on the stool next to him, and slapped Lin Hong's buttocks.

"Bang!"

"I let you lie...I let you plagiarize..."

"Bang!"

"Little bunny... Look, I won't beat you to death..."

"Bang! Bang!"

......

It's late at night.

The deafening snoring of his father came from the next room. Lin Hong, who was lying on **, gritted his teeth and struggled.

"Ouch~~"

When he got up, because his movements were a little big, he pulled the wound on his buttocks. The hot pain from his buttocks made him scream, but he quickly covered his mouth with his hand for fear of waking up his father next door.

His buttocks were red and swollen. Although his father had applied red medicine to him to reduce the swelling, he still had a lot of pain.

He did not turn on the light, but took advantage of the faint moonlight, put on his coat, then pulled out a small wooden box from under the bed, pulled out a book from it, and left the room.

He limped across to the yard. Instead of going to the front door, he came to the back door and gently pulled the door open.

"Cqueak--"

The back door of the yard was opened. He dodged out and was about to close the door when he saw a yellow shadow suddenly coming out.

"A Huang."

Lin Hong called softly.

It turned out that what followed was a yellow native dog, which was very thin, and there was a piece of fur on its body, as if it had a pimple.

The local dog jumped around Lin Hongque and gently provided his legs with his head from time to time.

Lin Hong's face showed a heartfelt smile. He teased the local dog with a smile, then gently closed the back door, and then greeted:

"Go."

One person, one dog, and then slowly walked towards the light across the river.

His walking posture is very strange. He crips and mops the floor, but it is not that the length of the two legs is different, but that the leg joints should be bent but not bent, so it feels very incongruous, and the walking speed is also very slow. This is also one of the important reasons why he is often laughed at by his peers.

Across the river, there is a car and wood factory specializing in the production of wood products such as pot handles, wooden handles and sickle handles. It is the only township enterprise in the village.

Every late at night, the only bright place in the village is the car and wood factory. There is a high-powered electric light in the factory, which will not go out all night. This is especially on in consideration of anti-theft.

In other parts of the village, the lights are rarely turned on for a long time at night. After all, the electricity bill is also an expense for ordinary people, which can save a little.

"A Huang, my butt hurts so much."

Lin Hong took advantage of the slightly bright moonlight and walked forward with one foot and one foot.

"Mr. Ma asked me to ask my father to go to school. I thought she was going to praise me in front of my father. Who knew that she actually told my father that my test paper was plagiarized."

Lin Hong looked at the local dog running over and running over, and said this to himself, regardless of whether the other party could understand his words.

"Huang, I really didn't plagiarize. How can I copy someone else's for such a simple question? They are all so stupid. If I copy them, how can I get a hundred points? If my father hadn't told me the other day that as long as I could get the first place in the exam, he would have taken me to my mother, I wouldn't have done such a simple question.

"Mr. Ma is really bad. She wronged me. I will never listen to her class again."

"My classmates are also bad. They look down on me. They usually only make fun of me and say that I'm too stupid, so my mother doesn't want me... In fact, they are so stupid. It takes so much time to read. I don't want to play with fools, and I will become stupid.

"Dad actually believed their words. He didn't believe it. He was supposed to take me to my mother... Hey, Huang, where is my mother? Why didn't she come back?"

......

In this way, Lin Hong said as he walked until he took Ah Huang to a big tree outside the wall of the car and wood factory. This position is extremely hidden, and the light can be penetrated from the cracks in the leaves, which is an excellent place.

Lin Hong made a "boo" gesture to Ah Huang, signaling Ah Huang to calm down.

The local dog was very obedient and immediately found a place to lie down, and then began to sleep.

Lin Hong originally wanted to sit down on the pier next to him as before, but suddenly remembered that his buttocks had blossomed today, so he had to gently lean against the trunk of the tree, and then took out the books under his armpits.

Under the faint light, it can be faintly seen on the carefully wrapped cover. In the middle of the top, there are two art fonts described by ballpoint pens - "Mathematics". Below these two words, there are four smaller words "trigonometric function".

Lin Hong opened the book along the edge and saw a brown leaf in it. He put the leaves in the front, and then began to read from here. Soon he was immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself.

If you are seen by the school teacher, you will definitely be so surprised that your eyes will fall to the ground and be shocked at the same time.

You should know that the "trigonometric function" was only learned in the second grade of high school mathematics, and now Lin Hong is eight years old and in the second grade of primary school.

Lin Hong, who is only in the second grade of primary school, is now holding a mathematics textbook for the second grade of high school and reading it with great interest!

Is this possible?

Everyone will never believe the scene in front of them, and they will definitely think that this is just Lin Hong's "old pig's nostrils in a green onion - pretending to be an elephant".

You should know that in school, Lin Hong is synonymous with imbecile, incompetent and mentally retarded.

All teachers and students in the school know that there is a fool named Lin Hong in the second grade. Because I broke my skull when I was a child, my intellectual development was seriously affected. I usually walk a little crooked, and I don't like to talk, and I am usually silent. I don't listen to the teacher at all in class. I often stay alone in the corner in a daze, never do homework, and often hand in blank papers in exams.

During this period, even primary school teachers are not sure that they can fully understand the math textbooks of high school, not to mention the best mentally retarded children like Lin Hong.

Time passed slowly, and the roosters in the village began to crow one after another.

Lin Hong, who has been immersed in the ocean of knowledge, raised his head, looked at the sky, and muttered:

"It's dawn so soon?"

He moved his stiff and sore neck a little and took a look at the page number of the book in his hand.

"Only seven or eight pages are almost finished, followed by some exercises, which can be finished during the day today. Well, this is the last book. After reading this book, what will you read in the future?

Lin Hong is really a little reluctant.

This is what his mother left behind. Usually, he hides it in his "treasure chest". Although he has always had the intention to control his reading speed and read every word very carefully, he still has to read it all so far. He even read some slightly more difficult content over and over again, and the above exercises have been done many times.

Lin Hong put away the book and roared gently at the local dog on the ground. The local dog immediately rushed up.

"A Huang, let's go home."

At this time, the sun rose from the east, and the whole world suddenly brightened.

The golden sun poured down, and on the mountain village path, one person and one dog formed a unique landscape.