Guardian Chapter 27: The fierce sister is not ordinary
The officer of the grain transporter sold the predecessor of Chen Feng, so he asked whether he should die for the act of stealing and selling the country’s army rations and selling it to the people at a high price.
The big granny jealous woman has a murderous heart, and the two concubines of the food officer have been killed by medicine a long time ago. This murder and resentment should not die.
The little concubine was pregnant with her first child, that is, this **** girl. In order to fight for the family property, she agreed to send her son to someone else’s son. Damn it.
Nanny killed the baby girl herself, this foolish accomplice, should she die?
The blood-battered baby girl killed Qing Qing, but she couldn't help the boy.
The childlike innocence is innocent, what kind of bad thoughts do you use to confuse others.
The right way is: Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.
The **** baby girl gets revenge, walks through the wall, and joins the team of fierce baby girls.
The mighty fierce, continue to draw.
This time, the place where I stayed is a tiled house. Depending on the housing conditions, it is not very wealthy.
"March 18, this time it's your revenge."
A fierce spirit came out of the team, depending on the age, it was older than the other **** girls. It was already five years old, and it was not appropriate to call it a girl.
Her face is blue and cold, and her body is covered with icy smog, her breath has turned into ice, and she has reached the realm of "exit hurts people" ghost evil.
In the tiled house, there are two big and one small.
The older one is an honest couple, the younger one is a seven-year-old boy.
None of the three slept, lit the oil lamps around the table, frowning.
"His mother, this month's rent can't be paid again." The old man smoked dry cigarettes. The smoke pan had no sparks for a long time, and there was no money to buy rice to cook. Where could there be money to buy tobacco.
"Take my ancestral bracelet for you." The woman took off the bracelet wrapped in linen from her wrist, her wrist was squeezed out of shape, but she didn't come out.
"Which line, it has been passed down to you for five generations, I can't let my family poke the backbone."
"Whether face is important or survival is important. If the rent is not paid, Huang Laocai can say that I want to use my son to repay the debt."
"Father, mother, sell me, or you won't survive." When the seven-year-old son spoke, the woman's tears fell down.
The old man sighed and sighed, his eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was congested.
The woman hugged her son and cried: "Don’t say this again, my mother has already missed it once. She can’t eat well all day and can’t sleep. At night, she always dreams of her younger sister, crying and crying, and she is covered in blood Mother... I have all the desire to die for my mother."
"Hey, it's my fault, it's my incompetence, and I'm sorry for your mothers." The old man smoked his mouth, and the corners of his mouth were cracked with blood.
The woman went to pull the old man’s hand again, "His father, don’t do that. She didn’t sell her younger sister. She followed us and starved to death. Although she doesn’t know where she is, she won’t be able to live. It’s worse than us. The person who bought her back then wore silk."
"That said, but, hey, that's our baby, no matter how hard and tired, even if I sell my ancestor house, can I really starve to death?"
When the old man said that, the woman was sad again and wept tears, "It's all my fault, I'm so obsessed with my heart, I somehow agreed, and I was stupid thinking that the younger sister has followed a good family and doesn't have to live with us anymore. "
"Mother, I am not bitter." The seven-year-old son had a sad expression, without warning, tears rained down.
The old man and the woman didn't pay attention at first, until the son rushed into the arms of the two people abnormally. The fear of being close enough in life only stunned the two.
"Sin...Sister?" The woman's mouth turned blue, and her hands trembled. She wanted to touch her son's head but didn't dare to touch her son's head. She raised her hand several times and paused in the air.
The old man didn't speak, he just stayed on the spot and was silent. He was crying, his knuckles turned white with dry smoke in his hand.
"Father, mother, don't worry, the younger sister is fine, every day there is... um... there are buns to eat, new clothes to wear, and a lot of friends called my sisters." The son is male and female. , Wo two coquettishly in the arms.
The woman was not afraid at all, she shed tears, and looked up and down with her arms around her son, pinching his face, as if she wanted to see the appearance of the younger sister from the son's appearance.
"Sister, you have a good life, and you have a better life than your parents." The old man was happy in his heart, shaking the pot without tobacco, putting on his patch coat and walking outside.
"His father, in the middle of the night, what are you going to do."
The old man didn't turn his head back, and replied: "Happy, I'll go to Lao Fei's house to order some meat on credit, and give the little girl a tooth sacrifice."
"Father, you come back." The son rushed out with a squeak, his expression anxious, and grabbed the old man's clothes, "Don't go out, it's cold outside, you will get sick, and you won't be able to come back after you go out."
The old man touched his son’s head, his eyes showed kindness. In his eyes, the son was not like a son, but a thin sister. “It’s okay. You didn’t cut you two or two meats before you were alive. After you die, you will survive and be a father. He doesn’t have much ability, only this is the only one capable of it."
As he talked, the old man had a smile on his face, and silent tears fell like rain.
"My little girl." The woman couldn't help herself, and she yelled miserably. She cried so that her liver and intestines were broken, and she fell back on her back without panting for a while.
"Mother, mother." The son threw herself in front of the woman, with a small body and great strength, he directly hugged her onto the bed.
"It's just a rush to attack the heart, it's okay." The son wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned to look at the old man. He didn't know what to say for a while, and finally turned into a sigh, "You guys knew it."
The old man shook his head and knelt in front of his son with a bang. He banged his head three times. He stood up in a flat tone and couldn't hear good or bad, "Say, who killed you?"
The son smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It's useless, don't think about it, we are from this background, let's live our lives in a stable and stable manner."
The son paused, then turned around and sat next to the unconscious woman, gently touching the few silver wires that grew out of her ear, "I will go back and see you are all right, and I will feel relieved. Don’t worry, after tonight, Huang Laocai will never come to collect our rent again. Life will be better in the future. Remember to find a Mr. Enlightenment for your brother. I know it. If you don’t study, you can’t do it. And, mother. She has gray hair. Don’t let her do heavy work in the future. Let’s hire a few people at home. I have hidden a lot of money. I will draw a picture later. You can get it. Daddy, quit smoking, it’s not good for your health. Okay."
"Okay, okay, okay." The old man was crying, and he didn't have much tears in his life tonight.
"I'm leaving, remember, don't go out tonight, the street is not peaceful." After the son finished speaking, he drew the sketch, his eyelids drooped, and he lay down beside the woman prostrably. Snoring.
"Sister, my little sister."
The old man held his face, tears streaming through his fingers. He half-kneeled on the ground, resting his head deep on the ground, not looking up for a long time...The dry mud and hard ground on the ground was wet and muddy.
Masters, let’s put the words here. People who are too poor have suddenly become rich. Whether this is good or bad, let’s take a look.
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