Good Dad System

Heshui Elementary School is the best elementary school in the county. The houses around this elementary school, because of their excellent school districts, are the only houses in the surrounding real estate market that can maintain their prices and increase their prices every year. As long as the long-standing private houses can be registered, they can be sold for a lot of prices.

The South Neighborhood where Pei's family is located is very good. One year before Pei Xiaoxing was going to primary school, he encountered the government's re-division of school districts, and suddenly he was circled in like a pie in the sky. When there is a chance to draw a lottery, there is a rumor that this area will be re-divided after a few years, and the houses in the south neighborhood have not been able to catch up with the spring breeze of rising prices.

Of course, this inevitably aroused emotional waves in the hearts of the neighbors. After dinner, everyone had to recite a few words. In their dreams, they also wanted to become rich again after the demolition. Only in it was a little out of place, a calm Pei Nao. Chun, clearly know where things are going.

In a word, the re-division of the school district this year has affected the interests of many people in the original school district, especially the ones that were crossed out, as well as the large-area communities built by local developers and sold at high prices, and then the owners who bought the communities joined the surrounding Residents of the school went to the government to sit in and petition together. In the end, out of demand, the local government had to reclaim the school district. The dream of getting rich in the south neighborhood was shattered, and everyone followed suit. After living their own little days, the only difference is that Pei Xiaoxing was not there in the previous life, but in this life, he took a ride and entered Heshui Primary School.

"Old Pei, my rice cooker is broken again. I'll take it down and you can show it to me?" The window on the second floor opposite Pei's repair shop was opened, and the woman who came out shouted at a high voice.

"Take it down and have a look." Pei Naochun didn't raise his head, and returned casually. The other party nodded quickly, closed the window, and prepared to go downstairs to deliver the goods to the door.

The proprietress of the grocery store next door didn't even look at her head. She sat at the counter and shouted, "Old Pei, my freezer is leaking. When you're done, come and fix it for me!"

"Okay, just wait when you're done."

"And my house. The motor of the motorcycle I just bought is very loud. Come and show me!"

"Okay!"

Just a few times, Pei Naochun received three more orders. Since he started to study how to make more powerful toys for his daughter in a different way, his research field has become more and more extensive. He learned a little bit, and over time, basically all the problems would no longer be a problem in his hands.

The TV screen suddenly turned off, the refrigerator wasn't cooling, the air conditioner made a terrifying clicking sound... Just look for him, you're sure to be right.

The sign of Pei's car repair shop was also taken off two years ago and replaced with a brand new "Pei's repair shop" sign with LED flashing at night. Gone are the over-hyped slogans like "anything can be done".

The inside of the shop is not as dark as it used to be when it was a car repair shop. Now the lighting in the room is very good, and it is always bright. Pei Naochun specially separated a special studio next to it. The custom-made iron cabinet is full of various tools. In the glass cabinet in front of it, various "works" of Pei Naochun are displayed, such as mini rice cookers, mini induction cookers, and a bunch of Pei Xiaoxing's exclusive omnipotent gloves.

This display cabinet, originally set up by Pei Naochun, is purely to preserve the finished products that these daughters like to play with, but it has become a magical museum in the hearts of children. Every day when it comes to the end of get out of class or the time for children to let the wind, there will always be squatting next to it. A group of children, whispering and discussing fantasies.

In the eyes of the neighbors, Pei Naochun has a pair of magical hands. He can repair the electrical appliances that are about to be scrapped at a price that cannot be found outside. Even the furniture at home, if he is found, he can basically "medicine to get sick." remove".

In the eyes of the children in the Nan Neighborhood, Pei Naochun must have a mysterious identity hidden behind him. He is the Dr. **** in the animation, and he may be able to create some kind of watch that can fire off, and a skateboard that can fly! At the same time, he is also the largest toy supplier in Nan Neighborhood. As long as you look for him, you can always find a magical new variety of toys.

In the eyes of people outside the Nan Neighborhood, Pei Naochun's name has been thoroughly spread and he has become a mysterious legend—

Just like in martial arts novels, the real masters are always hidden from the world. Pei Naochun must be the same. He went abroad and learned a good skill, and then returned to his hometown, hiding his name and living his own small life. , but the craftsmanship still leaked out after all.

The name even spread to the urban area. Anyway, everyone knows that someone has a maintenance problem that cannot be solved. As long as you find the Pei's maintenance shop, it can be solved.

Just from these repair orders, Pei Naochun can make a lot of money. He only offers discounts to the neighbors, and the original price is still charged to the outside world.

But what really made Pei Naochun rich quietly was the big order he received privately, such as custom molds, toys or car modifications. These days, people who play these are basically rich people. 10,000, one or two orders a month is more than enough for the father and daughter to live, not to mention that his orders have always been lined up for a long time and never stop.

In a word, in the eyes of the neighbors in the Nan Neighborhood, Pei Naochun relied on one of his own craftsmanship to live his little life little by little.

However, this money is still not enough for Pei Naochun. His research needs more money and experiments, but he believes that if he can save enough, just give him a little more time.

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Who's dad is the best? This question is thrown into the pile of children, and every common answer is guaranteed, but in the classroom of Class 2, 6, if a teacher asks such a question, all the children will shout in unison: "Pei Xiaoxing's father is the best!"

Of course, when they said this, they risked being beaten by their own father, but it was not their fault. Who called their father, who was not as good as Xiaoxing's father, so powerful?

So far, the students of Class 6 in Year 2 can still recall how Pei Xiaoxing's father brought him on stage at the beginning of the school year. They clearly remember the shining armor on Pei's father's body, and the huge armor. His hand was like a tray, and Pei Xiaoxing sat firmly on his hand, looking down at them from above.

They screamed and watched the robot enter the door of the classroom, put down Pei Xiaoxing, and pressed the switch somewhere, the mask automatically rose, revealing the face of a handsome man, and Dad Pei bent down and said to them: "Classmates, I will ask you to take care of Xiaoxing in the future! I will first say thank you to everyone here." Then Papa Pei, like a magic trick, took out the bag as big as Doraemon's big bag. A bunch of carefully packaged small gifts came out, and they were distributed one by one.

These are all badges that Pei Naochun made by himself before. They can be directly glued to the clothes. When pressed, they will emit light. The power source is a round battery, and the patterns on the top are different. However, I also thought about sending it off, but I was afraid that the children would be discouraged by playing with things, and they didn't listen to the class carefully and chose to choose, so I did this.

This gift was very popular among the classmates, and everyone quickly joined together in order to exchange for their favorite patterns, and they were also full of goodwill towards this magical robot, Pei Naochun, who seemed to have fallen from the sky.

Children all know the truth of short-handedness. When they take gifts from others, they also abide by the agreement and treat Pei Xiaoxing very well.

Pei Naochun didn't just send gifts at the beginning of school. Before school started, he went to the principal of Heshui Elementary School. With his help, he visited the head teachers of the first grade one by one, and frankly told them about his children's special, asking questions. If the teacher could take care of her more, she finally found Mr. Li who didn't mind the most and said she was willing to help pay more attention to communicating with the students. Pei Naochun and the other party hit it off and decided to send her daughter to the sixth class of the second grade.

In fact, this communication is not easy. While the folk customs in the county are simple, teachers rarely come into contact with such special students. Even if they do, they don’t know how to treat them. They usually treat them equally. As for the conflicts between the children Disputes, first will be dissuaded, and after the dissuasion fails, they will be helpless.

This is what Pei Naochun is most afraid of encountering. Maybe some people will think, why work so hard? Originally, her daughter's physical disability was the fault that she should not be discriminated against.

But Pei Naochun does not agree with this view. Indeed, people can easily attribute the occurrence of all problems to the mistakes of the society, but is it really only the society that makes mistakes?

To give a very simple example, walking on the street, you see someone disfigured, or missing arms or legs, or even a strange shape, strange clothes, and the fear that arises, it is natural and uncontrollable, the improvement of education, civilization. Change means that after subconscious panic, people can control themselves to treat others equally, try to suppress their subconscious reactions, and give others a respectful and comfortable attitude.

But the problem is that even inadvertently revealed panic and disgust can already cause a huge blow to people's psychology.

Pei Naochun can't control the subconscious reactions of others. Of course he hopes that others will treat his daughter as a "normal person", but he can't deny that her daughter is a little special. The peaceful environment also gave her the ability to be friends with others.

Including the gloves that he made for his daughter. Strictly speaking, these things have basically no practical significance, but it is like wearing clothes for her daughter's body. When wearing gloves, Pei Xiaoxing can slightly cover himself. The difference, let her interact with others calmly.

Of course, Pei Naochun also looks forward to one day in the future, even if he takes off the gloves, Pei Xiaoxing will not feel pain because of other people's eyes; but if Xiaoxing can't do it, he is willing to make gloves for a lifetime to protect them firmly live in her heart.

So far, his efforts are paying off.

"Xiaoxing Xiaoxing, what toys will Uncle Pei bring over this week!" The girl at Pei Xiaoxing's front table was called Wang Honghong. She had a pot hood with her eyes cut off.

"I saw my father make a whole set of cooking tools yesterday. It seems that the teacher asked for it. The teacher said that we should let us cook by ourselves in our practice class!" Pei Xiaoxing responded casually.

"What, doesn't Uncle Pei make a mechanical armored robot?" The little boy with his ears eavesdropping next to him immediately slumped down on the table.

In front of the classroom, there is a display cabinet, which is full of toys that Pei Naochun sent to the classmates to play with. He does this as a return to the teachers and classmates for their kindness to Pei Xiaoxing. Among them, two are the most popular among the classmates. One of the series of products is the pink princess world. Pei Naochun has a deep understanding of the experience of Barbie and bjd dolls that are popular with girls in later generations. He directly made a complete set, such as a pink doll house, mini furniture sets, dolls of various colors, wigs, clothes and shoes. Etc.; the other is the world of mechanical armor, which is a fully handmade robot made by him. All of them have their own deformation functions. There are prototypes of tanks, prototypes of armored vehicles, and prototypes of battleships. The simulated weapons can be replaced at will.

"What's so good about mechanical armor! Uncle Pei said that he wants to be Rapunzel!"

"What's so funny about the princess, don't they all look the same with long hair and short hair? Uncle Pei said that this time he's going to be a fighter robot, it must be cool!"

"You guys like to fight and kill. How good is it to decorate the princess' home."

Yes, this is starting to quarrel again. The men and women in the class are evenly matched, and they are divided daily. Of course, there are many girls who like mechanical armors, and boys who like the princess world. They also talk about what they like.

Then, I had to find someone to call the shots. The two who had been arguing the loudest just now looked at Pei Xiaoxing at the same time: "Xiaoxing, tell me, which one do you think is better?"

Pei Xiaoxing is very accustomed to this kind of Shura field. She can have experience when playing with the group of friends in the Nan Neighborhood. At that time, my father began to think about toys, and he was even more imaginative. He made roller skates, backpack pushers, flashing shields... those little The boy was always looking at him with bright eyes, and he had to ask her to give a ranking of one, two or three; and the ranking of "Pei Xiaoxing's good friends" who almost caused a fight among the children in the south neighborhood.

"I think it's all good. I still like the robot clothes my dad wears the most."

Speaking of this, everyone nodded together and stopped arguing about the topics just now: "I like it too, Xiaoxing, did your father make you a robot clothes that you can wear? That's cool and awesome!"

Pei Xiaoxing didn't speak, just snickered. Of course she did. Next to the table in her room, there was a size-adjustable robot suit. It was just boring, and her father rarely let her wear it.

After the discussion was over, Wang Honghong looked around to see that everyone was not paying attention, and came over: "Xiao Xing, will your hand be uncomfortable? Would you like to take it off and relax for a while?" She had seen Xiao Xing take off her gloves. I have to admit that she was shocked that time, but she quickly regained her composure. She is Xiaoxing's best friend. If she is very scared, Xiaoxing will definitely be sad.

To be honest, when she sees Xiaoxing's bare hands, she still can't help but look away. She doesn't know why she is not used to it yet. Wang Honghong complained to her mother hesitantly, but her mother just told herself that since she decided to To be friends with Xiaoxing, you must continue to work hard. She can work hard. Sooner or later, she will be able to do it without fear at all.

"No." Pei Xiaoxing just shook her head, there were many classmates in the classroom, and she didn't want to scare others.

Moreover, it was not uncomfortable at all. She lowered her head and looked at her hands in a trance. My father used to make mechanical gloves with various strange functions. After she went to school, she made more gloves with only decorative functions. .

It's like the one she's carrying on her hand. I don't know what material the hand is filled with. It's firm but light. The outside is painted with pigments that have been adjusted according to her skin tone. Even the lines on her hands and the parts of her nails. The painting is clear, except that it is relatively stiff and cannot be bent, if you look at it from a distance, you will never see any difference from the real hand. At the connection between the wrist and the prosthetic hand, Dad wrapped a pink fixing belt for her. The fixing belt is two-stage and very strong, so it will not fall off even when running.

There are many styles of similar fixing belts at home, such as pink ribbons bought in the mall, peach and light pink sports wristbands, leather with watch functions, plastic paper fixing belts... But it is a little strange , Dad doesn't know why, but the color of the fixed belt is pink.

There is also the flower on the head. Another reason why Pei Xiaoxing's father is popular among girls is that he has a good skill in tying his hair with one hand. He only needs to use some small rubber bands, such as twist braids, meatball heads, fishbone braids, There are only things that everyone can't imagine, and there is nothing she can't do. Even during the Children's Day performance on June 1, the head teacher specially invited him to come to school to help girls tie their hair.

That day, several girls secretly told Pei Xiaoxing that Pei Naochun's hair was more beautiful than their mother's, and they looked envious.

Every time someone praised her father, Pei Xiaoxing always felt happier than praising herself, because she just knew that her father was the best, and no one could take it away.

"Xiao Xing, are you really all right?" Wang Honghong was a little worried. The weather was hot these two days, and they were sweating in their single clothes. When she saw Xiao Xing take off this bag last time, her head was a little red, "How about... You're hiding in a drawer?" She racked her brains to help pay attention.

"It's okay, you can go home after a while, I'll take it off when I get home!"

Pei Xiaoxing still didn't agree, even if it was hidden in the drawer, others would see it, right? She was afraid that others would hate her, and she was afraid that others would show a fearful expression. As long as she saw that expression, she felt like a little monster back when she was a child.

And the little monster will make Dad very hard, and it is normal to get lost, right?

Pei Xiaoxing didn't want to be a little monster anymore. Although she forced herself not to ask for help, it was a little hard to come by herself, but at least now she can put her left hand on the table aboveboard, instead of putting a bare stick on it, asking for someone I can't help peeking all the time.

…

It seems that people are born with the talent to pursue beauty. From childhood, even the ignorant children will keenly demonstrate the ability of self-judgment, appreciate the beautiful and reject the ugly, let alone grow up.

While growing up boys, their clumsy pursuit methods usually use various means to attract the attention of girls. At this time, most of them do not realize that their mischievous and complacent smugness did not win the favor of girls for them. , but will attract a lot of disgust.

"Why is she ignoring me?" He Xiangwen and a few friends were sitting in the milk tea shop at the gate of the school, looking at the moving ponytail getting further and further away, showing a disappointed look.

"She might be shy?"

"Yeah, don't worry, you are so good, and Pei Xiaoxing will know it too!"

He Xiangwen was a little troubled: "she stopped talking when she saw me, did she hate me?"

"No way, what are you doing!" a boy said indignantly.

"Yeah, I didn't do anything." He Xiangwen sighed and counted with his fingers, "I just tug at her hair, I often run out of nowhere to scare her to play, and I play tricks on her in the class. No, call her a hand... Could it be that I pulled her glove off yesterday and she was angry?"

He was a little confused, what did he really do?

"No, why did you take Pei Xiaoxing's gloves off? Are you poisonous? It's not that you don't know about their special circumstances. I don't think it's good."

He Xiangwen quickly defended: "No, I didn't do it on purpose, didn't I just want to see her hand?" He had a magical logic, he always felt that Pei Xiaoxing didn't want to pay attention to him because of his inferiority, then he took Pei Xiaoxing Pull off her gloves and look at her hands, doesn't this prove that he doesn't despise her?

"And why is she covering it all the time? It's just a little scary, and you can get used to it after watching it for a long time." He Xiangwen added.

The people who drank milk tea with him looked at each other in dismay. Some boys' emotional intelligence seemed to stay in the elementary school stage, while some boys grew up rapidly in the junior high school stage.

Someone couldn't help it: "I think you should apologize to others! You really disrespect her like this. No wonder I heard that Pei Xiaoxing hid in the toilet and cried two days ago."

He Xiangwen was so accused, and the emotions of love for face and self-blame intertwined for a moment, which made him involuntarily react greatly: "Isn't it? Is it so exaggerated? I didn't do anything. I didn't beat her or scold her, and she didn't either. Are you too sensitive?"

"It's different..."

"What's the difference?" He Xiangwen has his own set of rationales, "Do you see who doesn't have a nickname? Feifei is called Liang Feifei, Yang Congcong is called an onion, and he said that there are a few more in the next class. The girl is called Fatty and Chou! Why can't she be called a hand because she has one hand, she has to face herself."

The more He Xiangwen said it, the more angry he was. It was just like some girls were born ugly, and it was normal to be called ugly; if there were fat people among friends, wouldn't everyone also call him fat? This is called seeking truth from facts, self-abasement, but also blame others for telling the truth?

After hearing this, some people felt vaguely persuaded, and nodded hesitantly: "That's what you said, but there seems to be something wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"I do not know either."

"Don't worry about it if you don't know, what's wrong with love? Do you want me to apologize?" He Xiangwen was too lazy to care anymore, and hugged his brothers, "Let's go, let's go to dinner, and go home after eating."

When the get out of class is over, the students in the school come out individually, some are single, some form a team, just looking at the faces of the children, it is difficult to tell what happened in the school, most of the parents who know nothing. Sometimes they can only judge children's performance in school by their grades and whether teachers criticize them. It is difficult for them to imagine that the well-behaved children in their hearts, for a moment, even stand with some kind of "evil".

Pei Xiaoxing lowered her head, held her breath and walked for a short distance, then trotted quickly. In fact, she saw He Xiangwen, but why did she greet such a person?

She still remembers that yesterday He Xiangwen pulled her gloves and said with a loud laugh: "One hand, why don't you take off your gloves? It's not like we don't know what's going on with you? Well, don't worry, I don't. will despise you."

Pei Xiaoxing's right hand is very strong, but it is still no match for the strength of boys of the same age. She pushed him hard, but she still didn't dodge. He Xiangwen still pulled her elastic belt away, and then the fake hand fixed on her hand. directly to the ground.

"Look, we don't say anything, do we?" He Xiangwen moved quickly, picked up the prosthetic hand, and waved it with the elastic, "Why are you always so inferior, didn't you listen to our teacher? A sunny man."

Pei Xiaoxing can't even recall what happened around at that time. She only knew that she was very embarrassed, so she quickly put her hand in her pocket. Fortunately, her hand was just the right length and could barely fit it into her pocket. She clenched her left hand tightly, trying hard to think. Get your fake hand back.

What does that feel like? As if she was running naked, she felt as if she was forcibly forced to stand in front of everyone.

Later, the classmates in the class helped to scold He Xiangwen, grabbed the fake hand, and then gave it back to Pei Xiaoxing. She didn't stop until she put the hand back, and her trembling heart stopped. She said thank you to her classmates one by one, and then She went back to her seat in a daze, although she clearly knew that most of her classmates held kindness towards her, but at that moment, she really felt so embarrassed.

Sometimes Pei Xiaoxing also feels that he is living a very contradictory life.

Of course Pei Xiaoxing knew that she had to learn to face it calmly, just like when she was in junior high school, teachers often used the same old-fashioned example to tell everyone not to use it all the time. Zhang Haidi was disabled, Helen Keller longed for light... It seems that In so many cases, her condition is even the least serious one, so in this way, why is she so sad? She even took care of her father and many friends and classmates.

But the reality is not like that. Even if Dad tried his best, she was the most famous one in the class, whether in elementary school or junior high school, because she was a "disabled person" who came to a normal school. The classmates took care of her and tried not to say unpleasant words in front of her, but there were always people around her who pointed and pointed, although they tried hard to keep her voice low, they could still be heard clearly.

"See it or not, that's it."

"Which one? Oh! I saw it. That's what you said, right? I can't tell. She looks no different from a normal person!"

"Look at her hand! Her hand! She just lost one hand! Now she's wearing a prosthetic hand."

"very pitiful."

The more paradoxical thing came, on the one hand, she also knew that in the eyes of outsiders, she was pitiful—in her own eyes, she was also a little pitiful; but at the same time, when she heard these pitiful and pitiful words, she was not. I can't control the sadness in my heart.

Pei Xiaoxing kept telling herself that she shouldn't be sad. Dad didn't say anything about taking care of her so hard. She should always be happy.

But every time I'm inadvertently, I'm still very sad-

She can't even put on her school uniform. The zipper on the front always needs to be fastened by her father before it can be pulled up. The skirt with zipper on the back is even more difficult, and it can only be pulled at an angle with difficulty. Tying shoelaces is something she can't do at all. She usually can only wear Velcro shoes or a pedal; he and she, who are reluctant to cut their hair, have to ask her father to help tie her hair until now.

When studying, such troubles are also indispensable. Whether she is writing textbooks or writing, she always puts down the pen after writing and turns the pages with her right hand before continuing to write. As for drawing auxiliary lines, she can only rely on her wrist. If the prosthetic hand is pressed down at or below the position, the prosthetic hand will sometimes slide a little; the more troublesome thing is probably to put the book, and the prosthetic hand can only maintain a relatively rigid posture at present. You can only take them out one by one and put them all in together.

Up to now, she has not been able to carry too heavy things, because when she holds things with both hands, it is easy to slip off accidentally; even if everyone can do the sweeping on duty, she can't help much, so she can only dry some rags Cleaning windows or cleaning blackboards has become a lazy professional that she doesn't want to do.

If you really want to count, there are many, many troubles like this, beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Every day, it all reminds her that no matter how normal she looks, she is still different.

But she couldn't cry. Pei Xiaoxing blinked and took two steps before turning into the Nan Neighborhood. She finally took back her tears. She didn't want to worry her father, and her father had worked hard enough to help her so much. Useless yourself.

After finally adjusting his mood, Pei Xiaoxing squeezed a smile and walked to the door of the store. Before entering, he looked at what his father was studying there, and when he got closer, he could see that there was another fake hand on the table.

Somehow, the heart that had just floated up with difficulty suddenly sank to the bottom of the water, and the sour and astringent emotions were mixed together.

One step, two steps...

Pei Naochun was halfway through his busy schedule when he heard the movement outside. He was very familiar with the sound of these footsteps. It was his daughter's. He was stunned on the spot when he was about to raise his head to call for her daughter. Fortunately, why are you crying?"

am i crying? Pei Xiaoxing picked up her right hand and wiped it on her face, only to realize that just after the two steps, her tears burst the dyke, and now it is swaying down like an unstoppable tap, no matter what Don't stop.

"Come in and tell Dad, what's the matter?" Pei Naochun was so distressed that he turned off the tools he opened and walked forward quickly.

Pei Xiaoxing walked over, put his head against his father's body, cried more and more, and even started to lose his breath, grabbed his father's clothes and raised his head with tears in his eyes: "Dad, it's not my fault that you have one less hand, right? "

"...Of course not." Pei Naochun replied earnestly, the originally peaceful mood was completely mixed into an explosive state. Of course, he hoped that everything in this world would always be smooth sailing, but is it possible?

In fact, he knew, sooner or later.

Whether it is society or classmates in the school, there will always be someone who will do this villain and break the fairy tale world he tried so hard to weave for his daughter.

But although he knew the reality, he still hoped that this day would come later.

…

Pei's maintenance shop closed the door ahead of schedule today, and the window on the second floor was lit earlier than usual. Pei Xiaoxing's room became a sea of ​​tears. She sniffled and cried for a long time, only saying that it happened during this time. The matter, other things will be silent, unwilling to say more.

Pei Naochun didn't say anything, just handed the paper silently beside him. He knew that there were too many grievances in his daughter's heart. Although crying couldn't solve anything, it could at least make her feel a little better.

"Actually, I'm not angry." After crying, Pei Xiaoxing, as usual, cleaned up his mood, as if nothing happened, "I just feel uncomfortable, he didn't mean it, it's nothing. So angry."

Pei Xiaoxing persuaded himself.

"However, Dad feels very angry." Pei Naochun suddenly spoke, and Pei Xiaoxing raised his head blankly, looking at his father without saying a word.

"How can he bully you? Xiaoxing, what your classmate did is wrong. No matter what the situation is, you shouldn't make fun of other classmates. You should understand this truth? I remember that you still had a relationship with I said that some boys are very annoying and say that another girl in the class has a pimple face, which makes them cry."

"But it's different."

"What's the difference?"

Pei Xiaoxing lowered her head, her right hand tightly grasped her left arm, this is also her usual posture, which can give her the most sense of security: "They are right, I should face it calmly, I have to accept the reality, I already lost a hand, and that's how I grew up."

Although she has always felt that she, including those girls, should not be laughed at, but others will not be like her, and they still wear fake hands to cover up.

"So what?" Pei Naochun was serious and very serious, "So just because it's different, should it be said by others? What does it mean to accept reality? Dad doesn't understand."

She took a deep breath: "Just because I have a prosthetic hand, I can't feel that I am just like everyone else. I hide my ears and steal my bells and lie to myself."

"Why do you think it's a lie to yourself?" Pei Naochun sat next to her daughter and gently smoothed her hair, "Everyone has the right to love beauty and want to show a good side, just like Dad although Not particularly rich, but if you want to attend your parent-teacher meeting, you will also want to look good. Look at your Uncle Li, who lost his hair a lot before, didn't he shaved his head and bought a wig to wear? "

"According to what you and your classmates think, are we also escaping from reality? I can't accept that I have no money, and Uncle Li can't accept that he is bald? In fact, others don't know, Xiaoxing, you know, I He and Uncle Li are very accepting, he has never been inferior, wearing a wig is only because of the need for a good image at work, and I hope to take your parent-teacher conference seriously."

Pei Xiaoxing looked down at his hand: "But in my heart... I really can't accept it."

"Is it wrong to be unacceptable?"

"Of course it's wrong, everyone will accept it, they can all accept that they have gained weight, they can accept that they have acne, and they can accept that they don't do well in exams... These are not wrong, but everyone accepts it, only me, who refuses to accept it. ." Her voice became smaller and smaller, even a little hoarse.

"But there's nothing wrong with not accepting it." Pei Naochun's voice softened, "There is no rule in the world that a person has to accept his own faults, whether it is natural or acquired, accepting reality is not a sentence. Wrong, but not in every situation."

"Let me give an example, if one day my father is bald and loses a lot of hair, I will definitely not accept it in my heart, and I choose to cover it with a wig, then if someone comes over and steals my father's wig and tells my father that you are bald Why don't you accept the reality, you should just go out like this, do you think he did the right thing?"

"…wrong."

"Similarly, if you have a classmate who may not be very good-looking, such as a little short, she likes to wear high heels, or a boy likes to wear a little higher insoles, which is also natural, then someone rushes over to grab his insoles and high heels Go, tell them you're so short, why are you cheating, do you think it's right?"

"wrong."

"Xiao Xing, look at Dad." Pei Naochun looked at his daughter seriously, "There are countless truths in this world, and I hope you have to face reality and overcome reality, but escape itself is not necessarily shameful, everyone Different people have different psychological endurance, and each person chooses to face problems in different ways. Not everyone is strong and powerful. Whether it is weakness or weakness, it is not a sin, but a character. Others can only hope that she will become Be strong, tell her that being strong can overcome problems, but you can't ask her to be strong, only be strong."

"You are different from others, Dad admits, and Dad also hopes that one day you will be able to face this