C265 It's bad for you

At this moment, a woman who had been watching from the window for a long time sighed helplessly. She impatiently shouted towards the outside, "Hey, that raggedy little bastard. Are you satisfied now?"

Immediately, Wang Hao's heart felt sour, and the tears in his eyes rolled in his eyes. He felt that he had suffered an unprecedented humiliation, and at that moment, how he wanted to point his index finger at the ugly expression on the face in front of him and say loudly: "I hate you, I'm telling you, I will never enter this house again." He really wanted to scold her for her unscrupulous and lowly character, but he warned himself again, you can't do this.

He knew that if he really did that, the consequences would be even worse. He might even make this cruel guy beat him to death on the spot like a mad dog. His heart was full of pain, yet it was also so helpless. He knew that perhaps this was the "calamity" that a poor child should suffer. In the blink of an eye, he took the money and ran angrily to a street full of rubble and broken tiles, walking and crying.

When he thought back to the events of the past few days, he suddenly felt that the world was unfair. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, she took out the money he had earned from selling junk, tore it into pieces, and threw it onto the ground with all her might. Tears streaming down her face, she walked forward, sobbing. He suddenly stopped and wiped away his tears. He pulled himself together and walked home as he called out, "Grandpa! Grandma! I'm back!"

"Oh, Xiao Hao is back?" Hearing the voice, Grandma came out to welcome him, "Xiao Hao, hurry up and eat, right? The rice is almost cold in the pot. "

"En," Wang Hao replied, then walked into the house.

It was also at this moment, that Grandma noticed that Wang Hao was abnormal.

"Xiao Hao, come over here and let Grandma see, why are your eyes so red?" his grandmother suddenly shouted at him.

His nose turned sour, and tears started streaming down his face once again. Finally, she couldn't hold it in any longer and started sobbing. He felt as if he were carrying a burden that he could not bear.

"Xiao Hao, what's wrong with you?" she asked him. "Is he ill?"

Wang Hao shook his head, without saying a word, he went to eat.

Seeing him enter the room, Grandma wanted to continue pursuing the matter, but was stopped by her grandpa who was standing not far away. He gave her a look and a gesture. They were both baffled, but they could not bear to ask anything else. It was as though asking a question was the biggest mistake at this moment. However, not asking it would cause them to panic. In order to clarify the situation, they started asking, "Were you criticized by the teacher?"

Wang Hao shook his head and did not say a word.

"Are you sick?"

Wang Hao did not reply, but instead, after he shook his head, he took the opportunity to lower his head.

It turned out that at this moment, the child's forehead was burning hot. Immediately after, Wang Hao sneezed, the grandfather at the side panicked: The child is really sick, yes, he is really sick, moreover, his illness was not light, at home this morning, he was a little sick, but in order to earn money, he did not care, he only cared about the mother's sickness at a distance, he only cared about the excitement and relaxation after making all the "debts".

A pitiful, childish, and overly sensible child …

"Xiao Hao, quickly go and have a look at the hospital with grandpa and grandma. You're so sick, why aren't you …?" As his grandpa spoke, he quickly walked up to Liu Ming and grabbed his arm.

"Grandpa, I'm fine, do I need to go to some hospital? The hospital costs too much. " Wang Hao said loudly.

Tears flowed down his aged and slightly wrinkled, benevolent face. He thought of his daughter, who was very weak and sickly, of the doctor who was cruel and could not be negotiated, of the scene where he had to pay for his medical treatment, of how he had to beg for pain in front of doctors and nurses, and of how he suddenly shed tears of helplessness.

However, he loved children. He really didn't want this young child to bear the pain that even an adult couldn't, so he resolutely decided that for the child's health and growth, for the child's parents' wish to become a dragon, even if the sky collapsed, he should still bear it all by himself.

"Xiao Hao, quickly come with me to see a doctor. Stopping the disease like this is not good for you." He finally pulled himself together and said stubbornly.

"No!" Wang Hao said loudly, with tears streaming down his face. On the surface, he looked persistent and stubborn, but his heart was weak.

"I say, the child doesn't want to see a doctor, so don't make things difficult for the child anymore. I think he's still got a cold, buy a few packs of cold medicine and take them. After a while, he'll probably be fine." When his grandma saw this, she gave her opinion before stopping.

After a long silence, he finally spoke. "All right? "Then let's do it. Take good care of the child at home, I'll go buy medicine. Don't worry, I'll go alone. I promise I'll complete the mission."

After taking the medicine, Wang Hao fell asleep, and slept for a whole half day. Grandma, Grandma did not go to the school to request for leave for him either, because had told them before that he had applied for leave from his teacher.

In the afternoon of this day, Wang Hao's complexion looked much better. He no longer felt that much pain in his head, but his arms and legs were still in slight pain. After eating lunch, Wang Hao immediately told his grandpa and grandma that he was going to school in the afternoon, his attitude resolute and sincere. Helplessly, the two elders let him go.

However, he did not continue to walk towards the dull and boring school. Instead, he walked towards the fields.

For a long time he stood there in the strong sunlight, with all his sorrows baked by the sun, with all his troubles blown away by the wind, with all his unutterable sorrows blown away, with all his ineffable sentiments, while the poor child thought of money again, of the five dollars that his mother had owed him for a visit, of the money he had torn apart in a fit of anger, of the five dollars he had thrown away.

"Yeah, money, money, you look like a bloodless knife …"

In this cruel and helpless predicament, he once again decided to take a look at the brick factory. He rubbed his aching legs, lightly patted his aching arms, and lightly patted his entire body. He stretched out his hands to take a look, and there were even blisters on him.

The headwind kept persuading him to stop, the thorns on the road, and all the obstacles in front of him were all "blocking the way." He wanted this sensible boy to return to the beautiful grass garden he should have had: school, but it was useless. He felt that as a man, how could he stop because of difficulties? How could he turn back due to the hardships he had gone through?

Soon, he arrived at the brickyard and saw big sisters, big brothers, uncles, and aunts all hot and sweating, and he saw that each of them was not going well, and his little heart trembled a little, and he thought again of that "hard" morning, and gradually he felt that all the work was done by slaves, and all the people at the side were supervisors, and he was afraid, and he was afraid, and he was not able to work, and the others laughed at him, and they scolded him, and even beat him.

"Why is it you again, child? Didn't I tell you not to come? " The fierce factory director glowered at him and shouted at him, as if for a moment he were back to that morning.

Wang Hao could not help but be shocked, but still tremblingly said: "I want to earn money.

"Want to earn money?" Go, go! Go home and earn money. " The factory director waved his hand impatiently and turned to leave.

"Uncle, please wait!"

Seeing this, Wang Hao held back his tears that were about to fall as he crazily chased after him, grabbing onto the corner of his clothes and refused to let go, "I beg you, Uncle, I really need money right now. Even if it's just a dollar, it's all useful to me."

"Aiya, child, I really can't do anything to you. Alright, get up!" The factory manager frowned for a bit before helplessly replying to Wang Hao, "Little guy, go ahead. Pick up the broken bricks over there. Today, it's none of your business."

Wang Hao followed the direction that he was pointing and looked forward, he could not help but be pleasantly surprised by what he saw, there were so many bricks, after he was done, he estimated that he would be able to earn at least a few dozen dollars, so he probed the factory head: "Plant Leader, if I were to finish preparing these, how much would I earn?"

"What if I gave you twenty dollars after I finished with the bricks?" But, you have to remember, I'm not looking for child labour. At most, I can help you get a work-study program. " At this moment, his tone was much more relaxed.

After Wang Hao agreed, he ran over happily. While running, his legs still hurt a little, but he didn't care about that at all. What she cared about was this sacred belief.

After putting away the car, Wang Hao started to move the bricks onto the car. One piece, two pieces, three pieces … As the number of bricks increased, the blood blisters on his hands also began to spread. His arms also began to feel pain. He felt sleepy, and from then on, he became numb.

However, he continued to persevere, because he knew that only when he challenged them would they be able to bring back the fruit of his gratification. Only blood forged in the wind and rain would they be able to bring back the brilliance of hope.

Finally, he was surprised to find that he had filled up the cart so quickly. However, when he looked back, he realized that this cart of bricks was nothing more than a drop in the ocean compared to the pile he was supposed to be carrying.

"Look at that kid, he only pretended to be so tiny after so long. If this goes on, I want to see when he'll be finished."

At this moment, some of the surrounding employees started discussing amongst themselves.

"That's right, if he continues acting like this, then he might as well leave this place as soon as possible."

After Wang Hao heard this, he immediately said to himself in his heart: "I definitely cannot leave this place, I must continue to work."

Just like that, under everyone's discussion, Wang Hao acted faster and faster, moving more and more cars each time. But when they were moving the fourth car, he could no longer hold on, so, while everyone else was not paying attention, he sat on the slope, panting and sweating non-stop.

He wiped his sweat with his sleeve and thought: Just a little rest, but when the time came, he wanted to rest a little more, and after a little rest, he still didn't want to go.

It was because he was extremely sleepy.

He didn't know when, but he suddenly raised his head. He couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, because he clearly saw that the pair of deep eyes were venting his displeasure. That fierce gaze was even more terrifying than the fierce gaze of a hungry wolf or a tiger or leopard.

"It's him again, that factory manager."

Seeing this, he hurriedly got up. He did not even bother to beat the dust off his body and continued to push the cart.

At this moment, he felt that his arms and legs were so powerless and his surroundings were filled with oily air, making him feel that everything was so turbid and disorderly. However, the helpless him used his weak body to pull the carriage forward, slowly moving it forward.

Suddenly, his right leg slipped and his body leaned forward. He mysteriously fell to the ground, almost causing him to scream out loud. There was a sharp pain in his arm, and red blood oozed out of his clothes.

"Student Wang Hao!"

A woman on the shore shouted loudly. Following that, she and a group of people beside her ran in his direction.

His heart shook violently, and his tears poured down like a river breaking a dam. From these people, he could clearly see: Su Wan, his teachers, her classmates, her grandpa, her grandma, and also I- Lin Fan.

When his maternal grandma came here, she immediately hugged him tightly. Her aged eyes streamed with tears, and when her grandpa saw Wang Hao's wound, he immediately tore open his sleeve and helped him to bandage it.

"Wang Hao, who do you think this is?" After I said that into Wang Hao's ears, he suddenly turned around.

"Student Wang Hao!"

The voice of the teacher was crisp and low, deep and emotional. The teacher was Su Wan.

His world gradually turned blurry and clear, his heart was like surging tides, waves after waves of him beating against his unbelievable passion: "Ah, Teacher Su Wan!"

With tears in her eyes, she nodded slightly.

She quietly walked in front of Wang Hao and quietly squatted down. Using her jade-like hands, she gently wiped away the child's tears.

"Wang Hao, Wang Hao!"

A large group of children also rushed over like a swarm of bees, but Wen Xiao Ying said to him excitedly, "Let me tell you a piece of good news."

As he said so, he started to giggle.

When Wang Hao heard this, he felt that something was up, but he still asked probingly, "Is it possible that Teacher Su Wan is going to stay in our school for two days and then leave?"

"No, it's better than what you said!" Xiao Ying said.

"Is that …?"

Wang Hao had not finished speaking when his grandma said to him, "Child, let me tell you, the best news is that your mother's medical expenses have already been paid by the school, the villagers, and a lot of living Lei Feng. Other than that, your mother is about to be discharged from the hospital."

"Yeah, I heard that this Teacher Su Wan gave us more than 1000 dollars. Also, that young lad called Lin Fan, he directly gave us 2000 dollars." His grandpa continued with his grandma's topic.

Wang Hao's heart was broken. He was shattered by this selfless love, his heart was filled with thousands of words, but he could not say a single word. In truth, his endless tears were the best way to express himself.

", don't be like this in the future. If there's anything else, we can all help you." Teacher Su Wan came up to him and said.

"Yes," he nodded slightly.

"Bastard, how did you become the boss?" You actually made Wang Hao say something so heavy, even though you already know that Wang Hao is only a child? "

At this moment, I suddenly walked up to the factory director and pulled his collar as I scolded him.

Brother Lin Fan is right, why are you so ruthless? So heartless? " The group of children also spoke out for Wang Hao.

"Fine, I'm a jackal, a tiger, a leopard. I'm a bastard. I'm the reincarnation of a hungry ghost. I'm ignorant. Is this alright?" That factory manager seemed to memorize something, apologizing to everyone before lowering his head and muttering, "That brat came to find me himself, and I didn't ask grandpa to come here. Look at you guys, it's like you guys want to eat me."

"You know why this kid is here, don't you? If it wasn't for her mother's medical expenses, he wouldn't have come to your place. " I said.

"Oh, for her mother's medical expenses? I seem to have heard of it from you before. "

The factory director's comical look caused everyone to burst out in laughter.

"You, I really don't have anything to say to you, forget it!" I won't say anymore! "

When Xiao Ying, who was by my side said this, everyone immediately laughed out loud. They had never seen a child teach an adult a lesson before.

"Oh right, Wang Hao, isn't there a wound on your arm? Is there something inside the wound? " I said to him after looking at the wound on his arm.