Chapter 18: Your Wound, Her Pain
Although Bai Cuifen didn't slap An Shaojie, she still scolded him before walking over to Qing Lan, pulling open her hand and examining her forehead. Oh dear, little one, speak!
"Oh my goodness, heaven! What a big green bump!" Bai Cuifen exclaimed exaggeratedly, while helping Qing Lan blow and rub it, and turning her head to scold An Shaojie.
An Shaojie stared angrily at Qing Lan.
Qing Lan lowered her head, casting a sideways glance at An Shaojie who was staring at her with wide, angry eyes. Her heart felt tense and flustered as she hastily jumped out of Bai Cuifen's arms and said, "I'm not hurt, Mother."
Bai Cuifen stared blankly at Qing Luan with an inexplicable expression.
At that time, everyone present did not know that after a few years, An Shaojie would give Qinglan not only a slap in the face but also a heart-wrenching pain.
At that time, Xiao Qinglan didn't understand either. She was tense and flustered because of something, until many years later, when she recalled this moment, she realized that she and An Shaojie were destined to be a calamity that would keep her life forever in tension and confusion.
At that time, people who felt flustered in their hearts were not only Qing Lan, but also Bai Cuifen and An Shaomin.
As for Shao Min, she had always been a calm and introverted girl, the only shortcoming was that her personality was a bit weak, but it wasn't to the point where she would panic over such an ordinary little dispute.
But that day, she was just like Qing Lan, suddenly feeling anxious in her heart. She didn't know that after many years, the pain An Shaojie had given to Qing Lan would be repaid by Liu Jiawei in another way.
Bai Cuifen stared at the children in front of her, standing still for a long time, then suddenly another wave of inexplicable sadness swept over her heart. She walked to a chair and sat down listlessly.
At this time, An Shaojie had already turned around and walked into his room, shouldering his backpack, without saying goodbye to anyone, only glancing at Lin Xi standing by the door, before walking out of the house.
"Shao Jie, you haven't finished your meal yet!" Bai Cuifen shouted as she chased out of the house.
An Shaojie ignored him and walked onto the bridge.
Qing Lan and Lin Xi hastily followed and chased after them.
All the way, An Shaojie didn't even bother with Lin Xie, walking straight ahead by himself until they reached school.
Shǎo Mǐn waited until Shǎo Jié and the others left before finishing his meal and heading off to school with his backpack on.
That year, Shao Min was in third grade of elementary school.
After that quarrel, An Shaojie, who originally didn't get along with Qinglan, treated her as an enemy. However, Qinglan still went to An Shaojie's house every day with Lin Xi, happily carrying her schoolbag and waiting for him to finish school.
On the way to or from school, An Shaojie almost never spoke to Qing Lan, even if he clearly knew that Qing Lan was asking him a question. He wouldn't respond until Lin Xi relayed Qing Lan's words to him, and then he would answer, but only to Lin Xi, who would then relay his response back to Qing Lan.
Sometimes even if Lin Xi conveys Qing Lan's words to Shao Jie, Shao Jie will still lower his face and not respond to Qing Lan.
On the way to school, Qing Lan and Lin Xi like to bring snacks to eat. Lin Xi shares her snacks with Shao Jie, who never refuses them, even if they are not his favorite, he will still happily accept them.
"Is it delicious? This is a persimmon cake made by my aunt herself." Lin Xi tilted her head, standing upright with a pair of bright and shiny big eyes staring at An Shaojie.
"Mmm, delicious. Anything your mom makes is always good." Shao Jie ate while nodding his head, looking like he was really enjoying himself, gazing at Lin Xi's eyes shining like stars, but never glancing at Qing Lan. Xian Fei was too difficult to raise.
Lin Xi couldn't help but laugh, her chubby doll-like face revealing a sweet and innocent smile, with a pair of small dimples on the corners of her mouth making her smile even sweeter.
Looking at her warm and sweet smile, Shao Jie's face instantly cleared of worries, his heart as clear and blue as a sunny sky.
"Shao Jie Ge, actually you look really good when you smile!"
It was already deep autumn, Lin Xi wore a shallow purple small flower cotton-padded jacket with a slanting collar, and on her head she wore a purple gold hat, revealing round big eyes. The autumn wind blew her face red. As soon as she opened her mouth, she inhaled a mouthful of cold air, and she narrowed her eyes, her tender voice almost being blown away by the wind.
"Hah!" An Shaojie put a cookie in his mouth and leaned back, grinning foolishly for a moment.
"Shao Jie ge, I have cookies here, you can eat too." Qing Lan handed the bag of cookies in her hand to Shao Jie.
Shao Jie seemed as if he hadn't seen Qing Lan pass over the snacks, his eyes didn't even flicker, and continued talking to Lin Xi.
At this time, Lin Xi would put his own snacks into Shao Jie's hands and take over Qing Lan's snacks to share with Qing Lan together.
Qing Lan couldn't help but gaze at Lin Xi with a happy and joyful expression.
Although Shaojie never spoke to Qinglan and didn't accept anything from her, especially after they had a fight, almost every day she would face Qinglan with a stern expression, but she still smiled happily every day.
Because every day she can go to school with Shaojie, and see him smile happily or frown unhappily, she is content.
And she believed that as long as she persisted in being good to him, one day he would see it and repay her with kindness.
In class, Qing Lan and Lin Xi sat together. Whenever Shao Jie lacked any stationery or school supplies, Lin Xi would immediately offer her own to him. Qing Lan would then happily take out her own supplies and share them with Lin Xi.
Qing Lan didn't mind that Shao Jie wouldn't use her things, in her heart, Shao Jie had accepted Lin Xi's things, and since Lin Xi shared things with her, it was the same as if Shao Jie also shared things with her.
Every time this happens, the two little girls would shrink their small heads behind the book and laugh, as if they had done the happiest thing in the world.
Time flies like a white horse passing through a crevice, and before you know it, winter has arrived.
Winter comes earlier and colder in the mountains.
Shaomin has been weak since childhood, and every year when winter comes, she encounters extremely cold or humid weather and cold winds, her body develops an allergic skin disease, with itchy red rashes all over her body. When the weather is like this, Shaomin cannot go to school.
So, from first grade to third grade, during the winter season, Shao Min's attendance was almost always intermittent, but her grades were still consistently among the top in her class, often prompting parents of other children in the same village and class to compare their own child to her, saying "Look at Shao Min, she hardly ever attends school, yet her grades are better than yours."
Time flies, and it was February 1991 in a flash.
Although the time has passed the beginning of spring, a spring snow brought down the warmth that had just risen again. The entire southwestern Hubei and western Hunan mountainous areas were like an ice cellar, with roads covered in thick snow. The damp wind of spring combined with the coldness of the snow, making the chill of late spring even more penetrating.
The Spring Festival has just passed, and the lazy and lively atmosphere of the holiday has not yet completely dissipated. The village primary school has already welcomed the start of a new semester, and on the road from Liujiacun to school, there are already small figures carrying backpacks, shivering in the cold wind. Although Bai Cuifen did not slap An Shaojie, she still scolded him before walking up to Qinglan, opening her hand, and examining her forehead.
"Oh my goodness, heaven! What a big green bump!" Bai Cuifen exclaimed exaggeratedly, while helping Qing Lan blow and rub it, and turning her head to scold An Shaojie.
An Shaojie stared angrily at Qing Lan.
Qing Lan lowered her head, casting a sideways glance at An Shaojie who was staring at her with wide, angry eyes. Her heart felt tense and flustered as she hastily jumped out of Bai Cuifen's arms and said, "I'm not hurt, Mother."
Bai Cuifen stared blankly at Qing Luan with an inexplicable expression, seemingly lost in thought.
At that time, everyone present did not know that after a few years, An Shaojie would give Qinglan not only a slap in the face but also a heart-wrenching pain.
At that time, Xiao Qinglan didn't understand either. She was nervous and flustered because of something, until many years later, when she recalled this moment, she realized that she and An Shaojie were destined to be a calamity that would keep her life forever tense and chaotic.
At that time, people who felt panicked in their hearts were not only Qing Lan, but also Bai Cuifen and An Shaomin.
As for Shao Min, she had always been a calm and introverted girl, the only shortcoming was that her personality was a bit weak, but it wasn't to the point where she would panic over such a trivial matter.
But that day, she was like Qing Lan, suddenly panicked in her heart, and she didn't know that after many years, An Shaojie's pain to Qing Lan was returned to her by Liu Jiawei in another way.
Bai Cuifen stared at the children in front of her, standing still for a long time, suddenly another wave of inexplicable sadness surged up, she walked to a chair and sat down listlessly.
At this time, An Shaojie had already turned around and walked into his room, shouldering his backpack, without saying goodbye to anyone, only glancing at Lin Xi standing by the door before walking out of the house.
"Shao Jie, you haven't finished your meal yet!" Bai Cuifen shouted as she chased out of the house.
An Shaojie ignored him and walked onto the bridge.
Qing Lan and Lin Xi hastily followed and chased after them.
All the way, An Shaojie didn't even bother with Lin Xie, walking straight ahead by himself until they reached school.
Shǎo Mǐn waited until Shǎo Jié and the others left before finishing his meal and heading off to school with his backpack on.
That year, Shao Min was in third grade of elementary school.
After that quarrel, An Shaojie, who originally didn't get along with Qinglan, treated her as an enemy. However, Qinglan still went to An Shaojie's house every day with Lin Xi, happily carrying her schoolbag and waiting for him to finish school.
On the way to or from school, An Shaojie almost never talks to Qing Lan. Even when he clearly knows that Qing Lan is asking him a question, he ignores her until Lin Xi passes on Qing Lan's words to him, and then he responds, but only to Lin Xi, who then relays his response back to Qing Lan.
Sometimes even if Lin Xi conveys Qing Lan's words to Shao Jie, Shao Jie will still lower his face and not respond to Qing Lan.
On the way to school, Qing Lan and Lin Xi like to bring snacks to eat. Lin Xi shares her snacks with Shao Jie, who never refuses them, even if they are not his favorite, he will still happily accept them.
"Is it delicious? This is a persimmon cake made by my aunt herself." Lin Xi tilted her head, standing upright with a pair of bright and shiny big eyes staring at An Shaojie.
"Ah, delicious. Anything your mom makes is always good to eat." Shao Jie ate while nodding his head, looking like he was really enjoying himself, with eyes shining like stars as he looked at Lin Xi, but never glanced at Qing Lan once. Biochemical Empire 2
Lin Xi couldn't help but laugh, her chubby doll-like face revealing a sweet and innocent smile, with a pair of small dimples on the corners of her mouth making her smile even sweeter.
Looking at her warm and sweet smile, Shao Jie's face instantly cleared of worries, his heart as clear and blue as a sunny sky.
"Shao Jie Ge, actually you look really good when you smile!"
It was already deep autumn, Lin Xi wore a shallow purple small flower cotton-padded jacket with a slanting collar, and on her head she wore a purple gold hat, revealing her round big eyes. The autumn wind blew her face red. As soon as she opened her mouth, she inhaled a mouthful of cold air, and she narrowed her eyes, her tender voice almost being blown away by the wind.
"Hah!" An Shaojie put a cookie in his mouth and leaned back, grinning foolishly for a moment.
"Shao Jie ge, I have cookies here, you can eat too." Qing Lan handed the bag of cookies in her hand to Shao Jie.
Shao Jie seemed as if he hadn't seen Qing Lan pass over the snacks, his eyes didn't even flicker, and continued talking to Lin Xi.
At this time, Lin Xi would put his own snacks into Shao Jie's hands and take over Qing Lan's snacks to share with Qing Lan.
Qing Lan couldn't help but gaze at Lin Xi with a happy and joyful expression.
Although Shaojie never spoke to Qinglan and didn't accept anything from her, especially after they had a fight, she still smiled happily every day, even when facing Qinglan with a stern expression almost every day.
Because every day she can go to school with Shao Jie, see him smile happily or frown unhappily, and she is content.
And she believed that as long as she persisted in being good to him, one day he would see it and repay her with kindness.
In class, Qing Lan and Lin Xi sat together. Whenever Shao Jie lacked any stationery or school supplies, Lin Xi would immediately offer her own to him. Qing Lan would then happily take out her own supplies and share them with Lin Xi.
Qing Lan didn't mind that Shao Jie wouldn't use her things, in her heart, Shao Jie had accepted Lin Xi's things, and since Lin Xi shared things with her, it was the same as if Shao Jie also shared things with her.
Every time this happens, the two little girls would shrink their small heads behind the book and laugh out loud, as if they had done the happiest thing in the world.
Time flies like a white horse passing through a crevice, and before you know it, winter has arrived.
Winter comes earlier and colder in the mountains.
Shaomin is weak since childhood, and every year when winter comes, whenever it's extremely cold or humid and windy, her body breaks out in an allergic skin disease, with unbearable itchy red rashes all over her body. When the weather is like this, Shaomin can't go to school.
So, from first grade to third grade, during the winter season, Shao Min's attendance was almost always intermittent, but her grades were still consistently among the top in her class, often prompting parents of other children in the same village and class to compare their own child to her, saying "Look at Shao Min, she hardly ever attends school, yet her grades are better than yours."
Time flies, and it was February 1991 in a flash.
Although the time has passed the beginning of spring, a spring snow brought down the warmth that had just risen again. The entire southwestern Hubei and western Hunan mountainous areas were like an ice cellar, with roads covered in thick snow. The damp wind of spring combined with the coldness of the snow, making the chill of late winter even more penetrating.
The Spring Festival has just passed, the lazy and lively atmosphere of the holiday has not completely dissipated, and the village primary school has already welcomed the start of a new semester. On the road from Liujiacun to school, there are already small figures with backpacks, shivering in the cold wind as they move forward.