Fanka continued

After an hour, he fell asleep with sweet hope. He saw a warmth in his dreams, sitting on his grandfather, pulling his legs, reading his letter... muddy walking around, shaking his tail...

Early the next morning, Vanka got up very early. Probably because of this wonderful dream at night, his pale face looked a little rosy for a few minutes. His small head couldn't help but imagine that he was taken back to the country by his grandfather. The bright scorpion was watery and revealed the unique embarrassment of the child. The meal card went to the kitchen to take a piece of bread and ate it. As he ate and thought, there was some upward arc in his mouth - poor child! After all, he was still too naive. In such a day when he couldn’t eat it, a small glimmer of hope could make him smile. Unfortunately, he might never understand, how can this silk hope not wear through society? Layers of dark haze. However, he knows that he can't be immersed in fantasy for a long time, but he can't help himself. Otherwise, he will delay his work and be hard to hide. So he swallowed the last bite of bread and went to make shoes.

Vanka is very hard to make shoes. Don't look at him as a nine-year-old boy. Although it is the age of mischief, he can be meticulous and has a good eye. Near noon, he had already done a few pairs of shoes, and he stretched his legs long and sat on the ground, intending to rest for a while. However, at this time, the boss came to visit. Vanka had not yet reacted, and he was punched by the boss violently, and then he was fancilessly fanned. The boss with his face flicked together and the two thick eyebrows were twisted together. The red wine's rosacea was straight and the dirty words rolled between his lips and teeth, and the vicious curse flew out with his muddy saliva. His thick arms squatted on the collar of Xiaofanka, and he was suffocated by Vanka. The big shoes with smooth oil and brightness kicked the foot of Xiaofanka first, and he kept on the ground and groaned. The proprietress saw this scene, and did not ask why, the pointed high-heeled shoes stepped on Fanka, and suddenly, the poor Xiaofan Kapi opened the flesh. He had a snot in his face and a tear in his hands and feet. What is even more damn is that the guys have smothered him. The boss was originally an unreasonable person. Under the anger, he lost the only reason and madly beat the small Fanka...

Xiao Fanka fell in a pool of blood, and the midday sun reflected the scene of the hysteria. Poor Vanka shuddered at the skinny arm and tried to find something in the air with his last bit of strength. His lips moved, making a mosquito-like voice, calling out dear grandfather. In the end, his hand no longer trembled and slowed down; his mouth no longer fits one another and closes tightly. Vanka couldn't hope for Grandpa anymore. The bright sunshine on his head could no longer make him feel warm...

Eighteenth and Sixth Grade of Tianjiatun District, Huainan, Anhui Province: Zhu Qingyu