Chapter 1

"God knows how much I regret having you! God knows

Song Ya's dream was broken by the raucous and talented rap voice. He sighed and sat up helplessly. He slowly picked up a sweater from the bedside and put it on his head.

It's been more than ten days since I passed through. No matter whether I adapt to it or not, I can only bear it first.

Of course, he is not song ya now, and he is no longer a Chinese. His full name is Alexander song, a 15-year-old boy whose parents died in a car accident and lived in his aunt's house in Chicago.

"M-fxxx's seventeen years old! At the age of 17, m-fxxx learned to stay at night like a blue pond! M-fxxkrrrr ~ "

the sound insulation is almost nonexistent, and a barrage of vulgar words is heard from downstairs. Aunt Susie is" educating "her 17-year-old daughter, Alexander song's cousin Connie.

"Natural." Song Ya sighed in secret.

Compared with the implicit Chinese people, African American people express their feelings with such "strong" and "unrestrained", and calling their own daughter "bichi even her mother" is just aunt Susie's routine operation.

“Yeh，Yeh！ When it comes to bichi, I don't know who it is. At the age of seventeen, even two children have been born! "

Over the years, Connie was obviously scolded, and immediately retorted with no sign of weakness. When she was sixteen years old, her aunt Connie lost her husband

“SHXX！”

Aunt Susie, who was stabbed to the pain, was furious, "shxx! You ruthless little bichi, it's just like that merciless man, I curse you! I curse you with m-fxxx... "

"Hello, the point is not to go home at night?" Song Ya again make complaints about it.

On this issue, if in China, the focus of parents' attention will never deviate. Aunt Susie will leave the whole night's absence of cousin Connie to Java

After getting dressed, song Ya went out to the bathroom not far away, turned on the tap and began to wash.

The sound of rushing water cut off the quarrel downstairs temporarily. He looked into the mirror and looked at himself again.

In terms of the Chinese people's appreciation of the black race, he has a slightly childish and good-looking face. Due to his half Chinese blood, his skin color is slightly lighter. At the age of 15, he is over 1.70 meters tall, and his figure is quite symmetrical Of course, it goes without saying that one can make a success in the future as a penetrator. In fact, it doesn't matter whether the leather bag is good or bad. After all, this is the United States. If the capital society has money, what can't it buy?

"But the problem is, it's too much to let me go through without giving me some special ability. Even if I don't want to bring the memory of the past life, it's too much!"

Over the past ten days, song Ya's memory of the last life is always a paste. In addition to the rapid progress in mathematics, I can't remember anything important in history, or the books I've read or the games I played in my life. It is not difficult for the black people in the South China district to take part in the math test because of the poor quality of teaching.

"And a lazy man? Get out and have breakfast

There are too many children and not enough energy to treat them differently. Aunt Susie treats song Ya equally. She never gives song Ya any maltreatment or preferential treatment. Of course, the same is true of her words.

"Coming!"

Song Ya quickly cleaned up and went downstairs.

The creaking sound of the stair board indicates that the house has been a few years old. This is a standard small house in the slum. It is a single house, but the space between it and the house on the left and right is almost all wood. There was a big one and a small two bedrooms and a bathroom on the second floor. The big bedroom was divided into two parts. Song Ya and her cousin Tony live in one, Connie and 10-year-old sister Emily live in one Aunt Susie and her younger brother Freddy, who is less than one year old, live in the original small bedroom.

The first floor is the living room, kitchen, dining-room all-in-one structure, only in the first and second floor stairs below there is a small bathroom without shower.

With a fierce quarrel, aunt Susie took care of the golden scrambled eggs in the pan with a spatula in one hand, and hugged little Freddy with big blue eyes in her arms. Aunt Susie's latest boyfriend is white, so little Freddie is a black-and-white.

Connie and Emily at the dinner table are taking turns taking the milk and oatmeal bowls from the mass market to their own bowls.

Tony, on the other hand, crazily tucks the whipped cream into his mouth.

"Open your mouth."

Full of cream was swallowed by him, and he turned the mouth of the jar to song ya.

"No

Song Ya shakes his head and refuses. The soul in this body has changed. Aunt Susie and Tony's bucket figures and Connie's visible horizontal trend can be used as a warning. Obesity is definitely his enemy to be vigilant against all the time in this life.

"You've changed a lot recently, Alec." Said Tony."Is it?" Song Ya's heart is tight: "which aspect?"

"Well..."

Tony began to eliminate the milk soaked oats It's just a feeling You know that. "

"What a simple thing! For women

Connie teased song Ya and said, "who did you get into?" Once again, the topic was deflected.

"I..."

Song Ya has not followed the train of thought, aunt Susie will soft western style scrambled eggs evenly distributed in front of the four brothers and sisters on the plate, "close your mouth, eat quickly, don't miss the school bus!" She doesn't want to see Connie now.

"When I change my clothes! In a moment Connie didn't answer back this time. She bounced up and rushed upstairs.

American girls wearing yesterday's clothes usually mean they didn't go home for the night, so Connie's main purpose of going home in the morning is to change clothes.

"Who sent her back in the morning?" Aunt Susie took the opportunity to ask in a whisper that she had not forgotten.

"I don't know, only the engine." Tony answers, and sneaks on Sonya's foot again.

Song Ya shakes his head. He really doesn't know. Little Emily also shakes her head.

Aunt Susie didn't go into it and went back to cleaning the kitchen utensils! Black woman... " She groaned in a low voice.

It took only three minutes for Songya to get rid of all the milk, oatmeal circles and scrambled eggs. Now it is 1990. The welfare system in the United States is not as good as that in the previous years. However, for a single parent family with five children, it seems that there is no problem in meeting the basic needs of clothing, food, housing, transportation and education. There is even excess heat in food.

When Connie changed her clothes, the four brothers and sisters said goodbye to Aunt Susie and left the house at the same time.

Different from the impression of the United States through the former Song Dynasty, there is no grass lawn in front of and behind the houses of the community here. There are only gray weeds and debris, dilapidated wooden fences, and various types of old cars. A small Cameroonian flag was hung at the door of several families, including aunt Susie, indicating that they still remember their roots in Africa.

"It's cold!"

In February, Chicago was not only cold, but also windy. Emily shivered and hid behind Tony.

Tony turned around and held Emily in his arms. Then he helped her cover her face. They all shrunk their necks and walked quickly to the school bus platform hundreds of meters away.

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