Recently, the Internet has revisited the old things and brushed up the photos of a few years ago, which is a photo that was rumored to be crazy:
A little boy stood at his desk, with an ice flower on his head, his small face was frozen red, and the classmates behind him looked at him and smiled and closed their mouths.
His name is Wang Fuman, and he is also called "Ice Flower Boy" by netizens.
Wang Fuman was born in 2010 in a remote mountain village in Yunnan Province, where he had an older sister.
Due to the poor living conditions in the village, the young men in the village can only go out to earn a living, and Wang Fuman's father is one of them.
He went out to earn money, and the family was left to his wife, who was responsible for taking care of her mother-in-law's living and living, as well as the diet and study of her two children.
But the wife herself is a weak woman, let her take on a home for a while, to be honest, she is a little difficult to carry, when Wang Fuman is still rolling on the ground, she quietly slipped back to her mother's house.
The next day, the old lady woke up, feeling quiet around her, and knew that something was not right, because usually the daughter-in-law got up at five o'clock and was busy in the kitchen.
However, it was now seven o'clock, and there was no sound of pots and pans, and the old lady groped to her son's room to see that the clothes in the closet were empty, leaving only the clothes that her son had not worn for several years to accumulate dust there.
The cream on the table was gone, and the old lady pondered, knowing that the child and his mother had probably escaped.
She didn't want to look for it, first, she didn't know her daughter-in-law's home, and second, she couldn't trust her two children.
In this way, Wang Fuman and his sister lived with his grandmother, and he was forced to get used to it early, and his life was only his sister and grandmother.
Where's Daddy? Grandma said to go out and make money.
Every time I asked "where is my mother?" Grandma always didn't say a word, just sighed and shook her head vigorously.
Although he has his grandmother to take care of him, in fact, Wang Fuman needs to rely on himself for everything.
No one taught him to walk, it was Wang Fuman who was tired of crawling on the ground, watching his sister dangling in front of him, and he was holding the foot of the table and learning to walk.
When other people's children were still playing hide-and-seek, Wang Fuman had already carried a small basket to the mountain to pick grass roots, wash dishes, wash the floor, clean up the room and all other trivial household chores, which had long been contracted by wang Fuman, who was four or five years old.
When it was time to go to school, Wang Fuman did not ask to go to school, he knew that he was not qualified to study, and he did not know who to ask for the right to go to school.
Every morning, he got up in the dark to cook porridge, and when the lid of the pot was lifted and the heat came to his face, the children who should go to school nearby also began to appear sparsely.
When there were more people, Wang Fuman immediately put down the spoon, and unconsciously followed the crowd, following them for a few miles, listening to them discuss the interesting things that happened in yesterday's class, Wang Fuman seemed to be in it, that was the happiest time of his day.
Because it was as if he was also a student, a student who could sit in the classroom and look up at the blackboard.
This feeling has a shelf life, and when he gets to the school gate, Wang Fuman will force himself to stop, and he will not be able to enter the school after all, even if he wants to study.
After watching others walk into the school, he would go around to the dump at the back of the school and pick up the garbage with his bare hands, looking for a truncated pencil and an unsheated homework book on the back.
Once, when the teacher of the school saw it and gave him a brand new homework book, Wang Fuman was stunned and asked, "Is this going to give money?" ”
The teacher shook his head and said that he would give it to him for free, but Wang Fuman did not know how to take it, he wiped it with his left hand and wiped it with his right hand, afraid that his hands were too dirty, and there would be traces of the new homework book.
Unfortunately, none of his clothes were clean, they were the clothes that his sister had passed on to him after she had worn them.
After taking the homework book home and busy with housework, Wang Fuman would hide in the corner of the kitchen, look at the words on the old homework book he had picked up, and imitate it one by one.
At that time, he thought that this was the closest he was to books, and he would never be able to walk into school in his life.
After all, the first thing a rich child learns at birth is to "enjoy," while the first thing a poor child learns at birth is to "accept."
Later, Wang Fuman's father returned home from vacation, and he saved some money to support a child's education.
Sister and Wang Fuman, who is good for them?
In fact, Grandma and father already had the answer in their hearts, but Wang Fuman wanted to leave this quota for his sister, but her sister refused, and she who was well-behaved and sensible could already see the purpose of her father's return this time.
In this way, 7-year-old Wang Fuman got the opportunity to go to school, and the night his father made his decision, Wang Fuman was so happy that he couldn't sleep.
The problem of reading was solved, but the more difficult problem was yet to come, because his father sent him to the primary school in the town, which was 4.5 kilometers away from home, adding up to 9 kilometers back and forth.
There is no transportation for Wang Fuman at home, and he can't afford to pay for accommodation when he lives in school, so there is only one way at the moment: Wang Fuman walks to school every day.
But a 7-year-old child has to walk 4.5 kilometers of mountain roads, I am afraid that I have to leave before dawn, and I can get home after dark, at least 4 hours, and 8 hours back and forth.
And that town was particularly late at dawn and dark very early, which meant that Wang Fuman needed to walk alone on the night road to school and walk home at night, he was only 7 years old.
My father told Wang Fuman all these practical questions and asked his opinions, and wang Fuman had the heart to think about this, and when he heard that he could go to school, his mind flew to the cloud of nine clouds.
He nodded and said yes, as long as he could go to school, no matter what he wanted.
In the summer, Wang Fuman walked the mountain road in the dark, which was cool and easy to walk, and it did not affect his speed at all.
But in the winter, because of the frequent snow and serious snow on the road, in order not to delay school, Wang Fuman had to get up earlier than before, and on several occasions he carried his school bag and went out at three o'clock in the morning.
On January 8, 2018, it was the time of the final exams, it was particularly cold, and my sister, who had risen early in the past, was curled up in the bed today, lying on the bed for a while, and grandma was also shrinking in front of the oven.
But Wang Fuman got up earlier than usual, he knew that the weather was bad today, and he had to go out early.
He helped his sister feed the pigs in the pen, squatted by the grill and ate a baked sweet potato, wrapped in the coat his father bought, carried a school bag, and walked to school as usual.
The day is particularly cold, in the past passing through the grove, the birds on the trees will still bark, but today the birds did not appear, even before they always encountered the uncle who went to the town to catch the market, and today did not encounter.
Wang Fuman shrunk his neck into his clothes, but the thin clothes were not resistant to the wind, the cold wind still drilled in hard, Wang Fuman's exposed hands had been frozen, and his small face was also frozen red.
The weather is getting colder and colder, but Wang Fuman is energetically cheering himself up, walking for a while and running for a while, so that the body emits heat and can withstand the cold.
Rushing to the school, it was already dawn, Wang Fuman walked into the classroom, the whole class looked up, laughing forward and backward, Wang Fuman did not know what was happening, he scratched his head shyly, standing at the desk at a loss.
It turned out that a layer of transparent white ice crystals had formed on his hair and eyebrows, and his face and ears had been frostbitten.
The class teacher asked him, why don't you wear thicker clothes and come back?
Since he had been carrying it alive in the cold wind for 5 hours, Wang Fuman was a little hesitant to speak at this time, and he replied to the teacher: "This is already my thickest clothes." ”
That dress, he wore for more than a year, as soon as he came to winter, he took it out to wear, and it was about to become his "standard" in winter.
The class teacher took a photo of "Ice Man" Wang Fuman and posted it on the Internet, hoping that someone could help improve his life.
However, the class teacher's move invisibly dug a pit for Wang Fuman.
After the class teacher posted Wang Fuman's "Ice Man" style on the Internet, it attracted a lot of attention.
Some people live in the city and can't understand life in the village at all, they think it's just a little trick to hype themselves, and they frantically scold Wang Fuman on the Internet.
Some "righteous chivalrous guests" have "cordially greeted" Wang Fuman's family several times, and for a while, Wang Fuman was rushed to the cusp of the storm.
Reporters came to interview, but they just took a few photos and went back to piece together the material and treat it as a news item.
Some people also regard Wang Fuman as "traffic", take a car to take a few photos, and then finish work and go home.
However, most of the well-meaning people came to a small mountain village in Yunnan, interviewed Wang Fuman, and made a small video of Wang Fuman's deeds, which was reprinted by several parties.
Through Wang Fuman, people saw many "Wang Fuman" living in small mountain villages, they were all like Wang Fuman, their parents worked outside, and they became left-behind children at a young age.
The authorities began to send supplies to the area, build schools, allocate teachers, and subsidize children's study so that every child could go to school.
In order to let parents accompany their children, everyone also found a stable job for Wang Fuman's father in the town, with an income of one or two hundred yuan a day.
Today's Wang Fuman, who has taken off the childish appearance of three years ago, has grown a lot taller, and is already a student of Xinjie Town Center School.
He now goes to school, no longer needs to walk a few kilometers of mountain roads, lives in the school dormitory, can play with his classmates after class, and his life is much better than before.
My sister can also go to school, and every Friday afternoon after school, Wang Fuman and his sister will have to walk a few kilometers home and return to school together on Sunday morning.
His father used his savings to buy a van, and if he didn't live much, he would make a special trip to pick up the two children, but if it happened to be the potato harvest season, there was no way.
Although it has been two years, there are still people who are still writing letters to Wang Fuman, hoping that he can continue to persevere and realize his "police dream" as soon as possible.
At that time, I heard that Wang Fuman wanted to become a policeman when he grew up, and Li Caoliang, a policeman in Fushun City, Liaoning Province, wrote a letter for him, which read:
"Don't shrink back even if the road to study is hard, because only by relying on knowledge can you achieve your ideal, and your ideal is to be a policeman, just like your uncle's ideal when he was a child, let this ideal become your strength to study hard and work hard." 」
Because Wang Fuman received too many letters, he needed to reply one by one, and by the time Li Caoliang received his reply, it had been more than half a year.
Opening the reply letter, Wang Fuman's happiness can be felt between the lines, he first thanked Officer Li for his support, and told him that he will definitely stick to his dream and get closer to him step by step.
At the end of the letter, Wang Fuman wrote: "On that day, if I can, I hope that my mother can come back to me and share this happiness with me." ”
When his mother left home, Wang Fuman was still rolling on the ground and could not walk.
When he learned to walk and wrestle again and again, his grandmother told him not to worry, walk slowly and learn slowly, and Wang Fuman said with his small vocabulary: "No, you have to be fast to find your mother." ”