"Little skinny monkey, lost settlement! Poor and shabby, no friends!" On the roadside, several children carrying schoolbags gathered around a skinny boy, singing songs and making fun of him.
The thin little boy in the middle didn't say a word, just lowered his head and walked silently towards his home.
He was very used to this kind of thing. After all, he was a child from a poor family. He had no fancy clothes and nothing worth showing off.
He is not outstanding in his studies, and can only be regarded as average in the class. The teacher will not pay special attention to him, and other children do not like such an unknown and transparent person.
"Your dad is a loser! He is a cripple who can't even tie his own buttons!" A boy wearing expensive children's clothing suddenly approached the thin little boy and pushed him to the ground.
"Oh!" The surrounding children dispersed in a hurry, laughing and disappearing at the street intersection, leaving only the boy who fell on the roadside, got up from the ground, and clapped his hands as usual.
He was a little sad and numb. He looked down at his old pants and found a little dust on them, so he patted them gently with his hand.
Then he continued to walk forward and silently returned to his home. He put down his schoolbag, took out the elementary school homework that was more difficult to understand than the Bible ten years ago, spread it on the table and started to write his homework.
Although he has been very diligent, these problems still give him a headache. Completing these homework every day has become something he must do and has become accustomed to.
Soon, the sound of the door opening was heard, and a middle-aged man in shabby but very clean clothes walked in.
He put the key into his pocket, then turned back and closed the door. The man took off his shoes at the door, bent down and put the shoes into the shoe cabinet, then put on his slippers and walked to the boy's side.
He fondly touched the child's head with his hand, looked down at the child's homework for a few seconds, and then walked to the clothes rack.
Also compared to ten years ago, this home is really more like a home. There are a lot of furniture in the room, shoe cabinets, clothes racks, wardrobes, big beds, bright and clean windows, and many appliances.
Although it is not as prosperous as the wealthy people's homes in Seris, it is already very good here. The hum of the refrigerator, the light reflected from the TV hanging on the wall, the brand new computer in the corner...here
It’s really good!
"What would you like to eat tonight?" The man asked the little boy sitting at the dinner table doing his homework while taking off his clothes.
The little boy sat there and said nothing. Sometimes he really hated his father, a father who disappeared for a long time and was so useless when he came back.
The man didn't say anything. He was stunned for a moment, and then continued to unbutton his chest. It was a bit difficult for him to take off his clothes, because his other sleeve was empty and hanging there unnaturally.
"In school? Are there kids bullying you again?" After some hard work, the man hung his coat on the hanger and looked at his child apologetically.
The child still didn't speak, just lowered his head and wrote his homework. The room was a little quiet, and the quiet was a bit sad.
The man walked over and touched his child's head again: "Forget it, if you don't want to say it, you can come back and talk to your mother."
A few minutes later, the hostess who had finished get off work at about the same time came back. The door rang again, and an ordinary woman carrying vegetables opened the door.
She hurried into the house and threw the vegetables on the dining table: "I'm sorry, I came back late!"
"Our unit has recently undergone personnel changes, and a few bitches are competing with me for that damn position... But it doesn't matter, I am the one with the best business." The woman was nagging, while touching her son's head.
He also had a doting look on his face.
She walked into the kitchen chattering and saw the man cleaning up there. She grabbed the spatula and drove the man out: "Go and look at the children's homework. I'll come here... I don't know what's wrong, isn't it?"
Are you saying that everything is going well in the war in the demon world? I suddenly have more orders here, are there any changes? "
"What can change?" The man sat back on the sofa and looked at the child who was doing homework: "Look up! Do you still need your eyes?"
After a pause, he continued: "You know, the unit I work for now is the city hall. I am a small clerk and have not heard about the war situation."
"But I heard from my former comrades that the army seems to be preparing to recruit more veterans and give them more." After saying this, there was a long dull moment in the room.
"You were supposed to have a large retirement allowance...but you insist on mailing the money to your fallen comrades!" The woman's voice was choked with sobs: "Our family is not rich now, but you can't serve as a soldier anymore.
Already."
"..." The man didn't say anything. He wanted to smoke a cigarette, but the child was at home and he really didn't want to take out the cigarette in front of the child.
The subsidy, which was enough for them to buy a house, was mailed by him to a widow far away. The poor woman lost her husband when she was 23 years old - he was a very cheerful young man.
The young man writes letters home every day, and brags to his comrades every day about how gentle and virtuous his wife is.
The young man would give him his cigarettes, because the young man did not smoke. So the two became friends and agreed that after winning, they would buy a house together with their retirement bonuses and become good friends in the neighborhood.
It's a pity that during the bloody battle in Angershal, they were hit by the devil's "missile", and the young man knocked him down at the last moment, proving their friendship with his actual actions.
In that damn battle, or rather in that damn explosion, he lost his best friend and one of his arms.
In the kitchen, the sound of a woman chopping vegetables could be heard, but she did not poke the man's wounds. She even tolerated the man's willfulness and acquiesced in him mailing a large sum of money to a widow far away.
Many times, he and she thought that if they had left that money, their lives might be completely different now.
After all, that money was not a small amount of money here. He also regretted giving away the money so hastily. Every time he looked at his child, he felt inexplicably guilty.
That's why he talked about the army's recruitment of veterans at such a time. He felt that he owed this family a lot...
