Wenzhou, Zhejiang, G 15 Shenhai Expressway, 2 kilometers away from the toll station, has walked alone. The car roared past him, and he frowned and pursed his lips. Why hasn't he seen his mother yet?
"Hey, you are not bad? Where are you from! " A car stopped in front of him quickly, which startled the whole family. The police uncle got out of the car and shouted at him.
Jia Chengxiao shook his head. As long as someone talks to him, he is happy.
"What's your name?"
This sentence is understandable to my family. In the years of rehabilitation school, the first class every day is training to answer these questions, what's your name, how old are you, a boy or a girl.
My name is Yang Jiacheng. I am ten years old this year. I am a girl! Home bearing hey hey smile, vague but slowly answer. The policeman frowned, looked at him carefully and shook his head. Of course, Jia Cheng doesn't know what the problem is. This is what the teacher taught him when he first entered the rehabilitation school. He never got it right. Actually, he is 17 years old. He is a boy.
The police uncle touched his head and took him by the hand to take him away, only to find that he raised his left arm like the New World. On the wrist of his left hand, there are two rows of Arabic numerals, one of which is crossed.
Mom, mom. Jia Cheng cried anxiously, his eyes flashing, but his uncle avoided Jia Cheng's eyes, grabbed him and said, Go, uncle will take you to your mother. Of course, uncle understands that that number is mom's phone number.
Jiacheng was born in a picturesque and wealthy town near the beautiful nanxi river. The people there are hardworking and kind, and every family has a sideline.
Jia Cheng naturally doesn't know the name of his hometown. It's just that every time he rides on the highway like a ribbon winding in the mountains, he starts to prick up his ears and open his eyes. The gurgling sound of water is getting closer and closer, rows of colorful two-story villas fly by, and the family begins to dance. He knew that he had gone home. Grandparents will keep stuffing delicious food into his mouth, and my sister will come to play with him with her baby in her arms. However, he hasn't returned to that home with many people and many delicious foods for a long time. For how long, he doesn't know, and neither does he know why. He kept calling his grandmother when he was upset. Whenever this time, his mother will hold him and cry silently. She knew that the child was homesick, so she didn't want to go back.
Her family was diagnosed with Down syndrome when she was two years old. When the doctor finished talking about the illness, she felt that the sky was falling. It's really hard to predict. I was just immersed in the joy of having a child in middle age, and then I turned my head and fell into a hopeless sorrow. The husband's family is gentle and honest, and it is a single biography of three generations. How come...
Of course, Jia Cheng doesn't understand this, but if his mother is unhappy, he will be unhappy. After he was two years old, he and his mother began to wander outside, first in Beijing, where there was the best children's rehabilitation hospital and one-on-one training teachers, but the price was expensive and they had to rent a house to eat. After several years, there is not much money left. Six-year-old parents can eat by themselves, make their parents lisp and read some simple words, but their short-term memory has not changed, and their speech expression is still the level of normal children under two years old.
Mother took him home, and the situation of the leather shoes processing factory at home was not as good as before. Dad sighs when he sees Jia Cheng, occasionally hugs him, but often pushes Jia Cheng away for no reason. Jiacheng is always scared to cry. He prefers hugging to being pushed.
When I reached school age, my mother sent my family to the primary school in the town. Although I can't express myself clearly, my family will read with my classmates. Although I don't want to go into the classroom every time, I can sit down and stay for a while. He likes to play with children. Children sometimes chase him and he will beat them, but later he will give them the candy in his pocket.
Suddenly one day, his mother stopped sending him to school. Mother left him at home and taught him to read and count by herself. Jia Cheng is very upset. He didn't know that when his mother picked him up from school, she saw a child pointing to Jia Cheng and telling their parents, look, it's the little fool in our class. His mother's heart is broken and she is determined not to let the children come here again.
Later, some relatives told them that Wenzhou has a special school for training disabled children, with low tuition fees and state subsidies. In this way, Jia Cheng and his mother came to a children's rehabilitation center in Wenzhou. The conditions are not as good as those in Beijing, but there are still facilities and instruments in all aspects. My mother is a part-time boarder at school and an aunt in the canteen. My family can see my mother many times a day and sleep together at night. That year, my family was ten years old. They stayed here for five years at a time. Every holiday, his mother takes him back to nanxi river. His family is very happy, but his mother becomes more and more unhappy and sometimes quarrels with his father. He doesn't know that the factory at home has made ends meet. Mom and dad are separated all the year round, and there is not much relationship between husband and wife. The slow growth of family inheritance also makes dad feel depressed because he can't see hope. He often drinks too much to take care of business.
When Jia Cheng was fifteen years old, he was expelled from the rehabilitation school. There is little possibility of recovery, and he still has to occupy a quota. Mom is a reasonable person and won't stay. My mother rented a cheap house in the suburbs to help others grow vegetables to supplement their families. When the family is happy, they will also pull vegetables, carry vegetables and do some simple work with their mothers. Since leaving school, Jia Cheng has often been upset. He wants to find his grandmother. He wants to eat delicious food, but there is nothing. He often walks away unconsciously, and every time he is sent back by a nearby villager, there is a card around his neck with his mother's phone number on it. He never knows how to ask his mother why we don't go home.
Even if he asks, his mother won't tell him, and even if he does, he won't understand. The factory at home closed down and still owed some debts. People who come to collect debts are kicked to the threshold every day.
The family's mood is getting worse and worse. Sometimes I cry when I have nothing to do, and throw away the card hanging around my neck when I go out. So it was dark before my mother found him. My mother cried and said, if you have anything else, my mother will not live. Later, his mother took him to a tattoo parlor. The family looked around curiously, but his mother secretly shed tears. Finally, she asked the tattoo artist where it would not hurt too much. In this way, Jia Cheng's left wrist was engraved with his mother's phone number. And Jia Cheng's memory of pain is only that moment. Later, the debt collector angrily called his mother for money, and the family suffered again. Of course, he soon forgot. He will still hold his mother in his arms and get angry with him. When he is still eating good food by himself, he will give his mother half. At this time, my mother shed tears of happiness. Mother is in her fifties. It is said that Tang's son will not live long, but he should be very happy with his mother.
The police uncle quickly informed his mother. The moment I saw Jia Cheng, my mother burst into tears and gave the police a blow. She doesn't want to live in this state of anxiety and uncertainty any more.
A few days later, Jia Cheng and his mother returned to picturesque nanxi river. My family is so happy. My grandparents said that there is no factory, there is a field, and we can't go hungry. Sister said, we will help pay off the debts at home, and my brother will have Bao Xiao (the nephew of the family) in the future. Dad stopped drinking and told mom that the shoe factory was not doing well. I want to grow organic vegetables. I heard that there is a great demand in this city. Jia Cheng's mother shed tears again, saying that we are not going anywhere. Anyway, it's practical to be a family together, isn't it, Jiacheng?
Jia Chengxiao smiled, as if he understood.