mousepad-d2 Chapter 27
Chapter 27
Some time ago, there were injuries and blood, and my life was very unstable.After Wu Yu moved here, she didn't go as wild as she had imagined. Instead, she went to bed early and woke up early.
If there is one more person in the family, there will be an extra ration.Wu Nai had to work a few more jobs.
But he was too young, and no formal company dared to accept him, so he could only work as a servant in a small private restaurant on the street to do the dishes, or run errands for the nearby postman.
Wu Naidong cobbled together and bought a second-, third-, fourth-, and fifth-hand abducted bicycle, and got up at four or five o'clock every morning to deliver letters and newspapers. He originally wanted Wu Yu to wait for him at home, but he just wanted to go with him.
Every time he arrived at the designated home, Wu Nai always took out the letter first, pointed to the name and address on it, and read it to Wu Yu word by word.
After reading the entire envelope, he handed the letter to Wu Yu. He stood on the side with his bicycle and watched the little Wu Yu running over, tiptoeing the letter into the mailbox, and then slammed it into the mailbox. Run back to yourself.
Pat his head rewardingly, waiting for him to climb on his bike and head off to the next house.
There was a big steep slope in the route of delivering the letter, Wu Nai couldn't ride it up, so he could only push it down, Wu Yu followed behind and struggled hard.
every morning, every morning,
Wu Nai pedaled his bicycle, with newspapers and letters on the front, Wu Yu on the back seat, singing Tang poems and Song Ci, in the foggy gray of the winter morning, he pedaled leisurely, walking through the streets and alleys, leaving A string of ancient flavors, accompanied by the shouting and cursing of the neighbors, the white mist that dissipated around the mouth.
After delivering the letter, I always cycle directly to school.
Passing by the breakfast stand on the street, I rode my bike directly to the steamer and stopped, listening to the fat aunt's scolding, while waiting for her to pack two cups of soy milk and ten buns.Paying the money with one hand and taking the food with the other hand, he threw a cup of soy milk and six steamed buns to the little guy in the back seat. He held the handle with one hand, stuffed the steamed stuffed buns into his mouth with the other hand, kicked off, and went straight to the school.
When he rode to the gate of the school, Wu Nai had finished his breakfast, so he sat down on the steps in front of the small restaurant with the stuffed Wu Yu in his mouth, and took out a book of fairy tales for him by the way. He ran into the school one second before the bell rang.
Wu Yu is well aware of the pain of being hungry, so he understands the preciousness of food and dare not waste it at all.But in the past, he would gobble up everything he ate, but now that he has been with Wu Nai for a long time, he knows that he is a bit of a clean freak and doesn't like the way he eats, so he just breaks it off and becomes a lot more refined.But not daring to waste this advantage has not changed.
every day, every day,
A child who looked to be only seven or eight years old was sitting upright in front of the small restaurant, looking at the school opposite, obediently stuffing buns and drinking soy milk.
After eating, remember Wu Nai's words, take out a small handkerchief to wipe your hands and mouth, and fold it squarely to put it away.
Finally, with the ringing of the school bell for class and get out of class, the little hands bit by bit the words in the fairy tale book, and the little mouth moved to follow along.
The street is too noisy, so no one notices, this is the only silent fairy tale recitation.
After Wu Nai rang the bell at noon, he rushed straight to the small restaurant, patted his bright eyes, and Wu Yu, who had stood up and waited for him, brought him into the house.
The small restaurant is open in front of the school, so there is a lot of traffic at noon, especially students.
Wu Nai would come to the small restaurant at noon to help write down the menu and serve the dishes, while Wu Yu would sit on a small bench in the corner with a small rag and watch Wu Nai busy.
After a table of guests finished eating and left, Wu Yu would immediately get up from the small bench, take a rag and a trash can, and follow Wu Nai to clean up the table.
When there are fewer people soon, Wu Nai and Wu Yu will have lunch with the rest of the restaurant with leftovers.Although it is leftovers, it is still a big fish and meat.
Wu Nai still had to go to school in the afternoon, so he was worried about letting Wu Yu go to work by himself, so he asked him to wait for him in front of the door.
After school in the evening, it was still the same as at noon, except that he was responsible for cleaning the dishes after no one had eaten.
every night every night,
Wu Nai stood by the sink and put the dishes into the foam to wash them clean. Next to him, Wu Yu stood on the small bench, took the dishes Wu Nai handed over and rinsed them.After washing, the two of them wipe clean one by one with a dry cloth.
After everything is done, Wu Nai will take Wu Yu to the postman to pick up the letter and newspaper that will be delivered tomorrow, and then take Wu Yu home.
The stars are blinking in the sky, and Wu Nai is pedaling the car on the ground, smiling and telling Wu Yu what happened at school today, or teaching Wu Yu simple arithmetic problems.
Most of the time Wu Yu is too tired, and he will feel sleepy when he listens to it. Although he tries his best, he still falls asleep leaning on Wu Nai's back.
No matter what Wu Nai said, no matter whether Wu Yu fell asleep or not, this street seemed to only echo with Wu Nai's voice forever.
But Wu Nai continued without listening, because he believed that one day, his back seat would no longer be silent.
The wind in the winter night was a bit strong, Wu Nai straightened his back, stretched out a hand, and put back Wu Yu's hand that had fallen out of his cotton-padded jacket pocket, and speeded up on his feet, riding home.