Chapter 104

Dao Tiao's face saw that his beard was in a daze. He didn't notice the subtle changes on his face, but hurriedly urged him: "hurry up, someone will be in trouble later!"

After that, he filled the pit again and again, wheezing and panting. As soon as he bent down and bowed, the simple and heavy smell in his mouth sprayed on his beard face.

His beard suddenly burst out. In the dark night, Dao Tiao's face didn't see the tears hanging from the corners of his eyes. He only saw an oncoming punch and pounded it on his chest. He sat on the ground and shouted angrily: "your mother is crazy?"

Shovel and what the beard did not say, picked up the pickaxe and shovel on the ground, crashed behind the van, and began to drive into the driver's seat with a stuffy head. He started the car. The knife face did not know what had happened, and he quickly climbed up and opened the door covered with confusion. Before he could sit still, the car started. Two people threw down half of the Johnson and drove away in the darkness.

Johnson & Johnson still didn't understand what happened, but he heard the sound of the two people leaving. They didn't seem to come back. He sat in the warm mound, looked up at the stars for a while, and then picked the thick soil on his body with one hand. He immediately felt a burst of warmth. He leaned his head against the pit wall and felt a burst of sleepiness. He was so comfortable that he didn't have to be afraid anymore, You can have a good sleep

After dawn, Johnson climbed out of the pit with half his legs and one hand. The sun had risen high. On the edge of the pit were two things left by his beard: his wooden board with four rollers and a broken wooden bowl.

Some people say that to live, we must three things: the road under our feet, the money in our hands, and the hope in our hearts.

For Johnson & Johnson, that's enough. He got on his scooter, propped the ground with one hand and slid forward.

In the warm morning light, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. He knew that his grandfather was there. Although six years had passed, the shape of the Institute was as vague as recalling everything on the first day of school when he graduated from primary school, but he still held firm confidence and embarked on the road of looking for relatives.

Time passed quickly. Johnson & Johnson taxied through the streets and alleys of Beijing, begging under the bus stop sign. On a small scooter, there were all kinds of messy dry food. Once, someone gave him a leftover half can of Jianlibao. The tip of his tongue was gone. He didn't feel much sweetness, but he knew that it was something that rich people drank. It must taste good, He is very satisfied.

Meanwhile, people from the welfare home took him away and asked him about his hometown address and the telephone number of his relatives. He didn't know anything. He couldn't speak or write. He couldn't communicate with others, so they asked him to stay and live in the welfare home with a group of orphans. They didn't have to beg. They could eat enough every day and had a small bed of their own.

However, that's not the life he wants. He is eager to see his grandfather. Staying content with the status quo is tantamount to losing the opportunity to meet his grandfather forever. 12-year-old Johnson and Johnson can't say it, but he knows it very well.

The welfare home is not a prison. No one can watch him 24 hours a day, so he slipped away when he found the opportunity. After many times, the people in the welfare home no longer came to him and let him wander on the streets of Beijing.

It's not easy to find a person in such a big Beijing on foot, let alone a disabled 12-year-old child?

Every time he slides, he can only move forward half a step, which is like measuring the area of Beijing with one hand

Johnson & Johnson has been wandering in Beijing for more than half a year. From the chilly spring to the rising summer, it has come to June 1997. The day is getting hotter and hotter. One evening after a muggy shower, he was tired of sliding, so he sat and rested by the grass of a small park on the side of the road.

This is a semi open park, half of which is a lawn and half of which is a wall. At the far end of the wall, there is a small door. There are all kinds of children playing on the lawn. At the edge of the stone paved path between the grasslands, some old people are playing chess. He is staring at those people who live a happy life in a daze. Suddenly, a wheelchair stops beside him, A silver haired old man was covered with a thin blanket. Behind him stood a little nurse pushing a wheelchair.

Johnson & Johnson thought he was blocking others' way like countless times in the past, so he quickly grabbed his wood hammer and rammed it to the ground to leave, but he heard a trembling inquiry in his ear: "is it Johnson & Johnson?"

Almost without confirmation, Johnson's low head didn't even raise his head. Tears filled his eyes in an instant. His long hair hung down to block his face, and no one saw his tears.

However, at that moment, he suddenly saw his two legs that had shrunk like two strange tails!

They are so twisted, dirty and terrible. No, grandpa can't see himself like this. No!

He decided to run away and slide his car away, so he didn't say a word. He pushed the ground hard and slid towards the road outside the small park. However, because he was too anxious, the axle on one side of his small skateboard fell empty on the road teeth, and the whole person rolled over on the road.

"Johnson & Johnson? Is that you...?" Grandpa hesitated. Johnson didn't dare to look back. He didn't care about the begging "rations" scattered all over the ground. He got up in a panic, turned his back to that direction, climbed onto the scooter, and left the small park like running away.

Behind him, Grandpa was sitting in a wheelchair, one hand shaking rhythmically. His mouth was crooked, his eyes were crooked, and his saliva was dripping. He had Alzheimer's disease!

Even so, he still asked everyone passing by. That was the only thing he could say now: "Johnson, is that you... Are you Johnson?"

The night fell slowly, and the shower returned during the day. Johnson and Johnson counted the remaining water under the eaves of a house in the back lane of the street, and gradually connected into a line. The street lamp at the entrance of the lane in the distance shone faintly on his dull and numb face

He bowed his head, his back had been seriously bent, and sitting down for a long time made him have serious problems with his spine. Looking up has gradually become a difficult thing for him, which makes him look like a down and out dog from a distance.

He looked at the puddles on the ground. Every drop of rain and water smashed his shadow. His two legs like dry firewood sticks were propped in a ridiculous posture, as if laughing at his fate. He pulled it with his hand and wanted to pull it back to the same position as normal people, but just touched it, a sharp pain came in an instant, and he bit his teeth, Endure the pain, break it hard, break it, and the tears can't stop flowing down

He wiped the tears on his face and instead beat them hard and beat his frustrated lower legs. If he could stand up now, he could at least go to Grandpa and show him. Johnson and Johnson has grown up and is a big guy, but

Everything can only be but.

"Woo..." Johnson & Johnson finally cried for the first time in a few years. If the sadness in the world has a ranking, the disillusionment of hope is undoubtedly the first to do what is right!

He yearned for the ending of six years. He went through all kinds of hardships, tasted the bitterness of the world and looked for his relatives for half a year. In the end, it was all in vain. He hated that he didn't have the courage to look up at that time. Now, he won't have the courage to go back.

At the moment, he is just a 12-year-old child. He is the age when he gets home, gets rid of his schoolbag, kicks off his shoes, lies on the sofa and wants to eat, drink and toys with his parents.

Johnson & Johnson sobbed. His extreme sadness and despair drowned him like a raging tide. The rain covered his cry. Lightning clicked in the sky. Then, rolling thunder blew in his ears. Finally, Johnson & Johnson had the courage to cry for the first time in the roar of rainstorm and thunder. He didn't say anything in six years, His dark and hoarse voice could not make much noise, but a long string of muddy and fuzzy "ah ah..."

After being sad and crying, the sky will still be bright, the sun will rise as usual, and the world will not stop rotating because of a person's sadness.

Johnson & Johnson understands this profound truth in the long suffering, that is, no matter how sad and desperate you are, you have to survive. No one can save you and no one will help you.

He began to walk around the nursing home. He never dared to leave too far. He was afraid that he would lose his way and couldn't find it back.

In addition to begging, he would curl up in the evergreen cluster behind the low wall of the small park and wait for grandpa to come out. Every day from 3 p.m. to 8 p.m., he would be pushed by the beautiful little nurse and sit in the small park for a long time. This gradually became Johnson's habit. Looking at Grandpa, looking at him one by one and asking, are you Johnson?

Although grandpa must not know himself now, he never dared to show his face and admit himself.

Until that evening, about 7:30, Johnson was squatting in the grass to see his grandfather. A military green car came from the road in the distance. Two people got off the car. A flat headed man followed by a young guard. Johnson didn't care at first until they went straight to his grandfather

The man gave a standard military salute, and then began to ask his grandfather what. The little nurse on the side was also taken aside by the guard.

Until the man smiled and muttered something in Grandpa's ear, Grandpa's expression suddenly returned to normal, his crooked mouth and eyes returned to normal, and he became serious and looked at the visitor coldly.

Grandpa is not Alzheimer's?!

But it was too far away. He tried his best to listen and couldn't hear any conversation. He could only feel that the man respected Grandpa very much. When Grandpa spoke, he kept his eyes on trying to catch every word, nodded and smiled from time to time, looking like a devout believer.

"Sha..." suddenly, a man came out from behind the low wall with a violin box in his hand. Johnson unconsciously looked back at him. He also happened to see Johnson. He looked at his disabled legs and the scooter under him, and made a "Shh" gesture with a finger.

Then he opened the violin box he carried with him, took out a long black iron pipe from the side, followed by various parts. Soon, a half man sniper rifle was assembled. He leaned behind the flower wall, held the gun body steadily, and observed it carefully through the sight.

Johnson & Johnson disappeared at the age of 6. He didn't go to school for a day and didn't read a book. Naturally, he didn't know that thing was called a rifle. He just looked curiously at the man holding a strange thing and facing his grandfather. When he realized that it was a dangerous thing, he instinctively raised the broken wooden bowl in his hand and smashed it hard!

The killer didn't seem to think that a small beggar would make such a move. The wooden bowl hit his left hand holding the gun heavily, so the muzzle of the gun deviated slightly at the moment of pulling the trigger

However, it was still too late. The sound of gunfire made everyone lie down on the spot.

In the afterglow of the sunset, he only saw the soldier suddenly fall to the ground. The bullet ran through the back of Grandpa's wheelchair, and blood splashed out

Johnson and Johnson angrily turned to look at the man. He didn't care about these. He picked up his rifle and quickly turned and ran away. The guard leaped over the flowers to chase him. When Johnson and Johnson looked back, the soldier was shouting with grandpa in his arms.

Johnson knows that grandpa is in danger!

He walked around from behind the flowers crazy, slid his small scooter, and leaned hard towards them, leaned over

The stone paved garden path couldn't slide at all. Every step was countless pits and corners. Johnson had to throw away the scooter and wriggle and crawl on the stone road with two waste legs, knees and the only healthy elbow!

Finally, he fell down beside his grandfather. In the sunset, only the overturned wheelchair was left, and the wheel was still spinning empty