Song Ci opened her mouth and wanted to say that it was not her aunt's fault.

What children know in their mother's womb is instinctive, and there is no right or wrong way to absorb nutrients from the mother.

And she could tell from her aunt's words that she must have heard other adults get angry with her.

It is even possible that she is an unlikable child from birth and is ignored by everyone.

Song Ci didn't dare to ask, how did her aunt, who was young at that time, know that her grandmother didn't sleep all night and took care of her fourth uncle all night.

What did she think after seeing that scene?

This is an unclear account, no one will be happy, but it is not anyone's fault, but no one can easily let go.

Song Ci looked at her aunt with pity, and suddenly wanted to hug her when she was a child, and told her, don't be afraid, it's not your fault.

It's a pity that the world makes people, leaving a sigh in vain, and it is difficult for a clean official to cut off family affairs.

Song Chunguang fell into the memory, his eyes were confused, and he continued to mutter:

"My brother is gone, my mother passed out, and my father didn't say anything, but gave me a slap in the face. The eldest brother and the second brother scolded me and blamed me, saying that I had killed my younger brother and forbade me to burn paper and incense for my younger brother.

I wish I was the one who died. But I'm afraid, I don't dare.

I secretly hid in the bed where my brother slept and cried, I don't know when I cried to sleep, and when I woke up in the middle of the night, I suddenly found my mother sitting next to me looking at me, her eyes motionless. ”

Song Chunguang suddenly choked up, looked up at the sky again, and couldn't help tears sliding down his cheeks and cheeks.

"I thought my mom was trying to strangle me. But she just stretched out her trembling fingers and tried it under my nose, just like she had done at night when she had taken care of my brother.

Knowing that I was still angry, she suddenly passed out again. ”

Song Chunguang wiped away his tears and smiled.

"Since then, I've never been afraid. No matter what others say about me, I will listen to it, but I don't want to die anymore, I want to live a good life, and be filial to my father and mother for my brother, that is what I owe them. ”

"Those days were really difficult, and the sky seemed to be forever gloomy and gray, and it never cleared.

Mom was so sick that she couldn't get up from the kang, and her mouth was full of nonsense.

I'm also afraid that she will be like my brother, and she will be gone when she burns and burns, so I guard her every day.

Without a mother, it looks like the sky is about to fall, and the home doesn't look like a home.

Fortunately, God blessed, I sent my younger brother back again, my mother woke up, and the family slowly got better again. ”

Song Chunguang seemed to slowly withdraw from the heavy and sticky memories, realizing that he had talked a little too much to his little niece, so he hurriedly wiped his face and squeezed out a grateful and open-minded smile.

"You can listen to these words, don't say them outside, otherwise you will be reported for feudal superstition, you are making mistakes, and you will be punished, do you know?"

Song Ci nodded heavily and raised his hand to help her wipe her tears.

Her little flower handkerchief was sitting on a stone by the river just now, but she was taken away by her father, and she didn't even take the handkerchief, and now she has to get started, although the water absorption effect is very poor.

Song Chunguang felt the little doll's delicate little hands carefully help her wipe her tears, and her heart was also soft, and she couldn't bear to say the unfortunate words "You look like your fourth uncle".

"When people are old, their eye sockets are still shallow, so they tell you to see jokes. Let's move on. ”

"Your grandmother has been lying for more than half a month, and one day she suddenly woke up, saying that she dreamed that your fourth uncle was reincarnated into her belly again, not to see a doctor.

Coincidentally, your grandmother is really pregnant, that is, your father.

Your milk will be able to go to the ground and eat your food. The home is finally looking like it. ”

Song Chunguang's face was full of smiles, and his eyes were gentle.

"The family was very fond of this child, and it was he who came in time to save the family.

But your grandmother is so sick that the fetus is unstable, and it is not easy to raise it until it is seven months old to give birth to your father, which is still not as strong as the child next to you.

The whole family is worried that it will be broken, for fear that your father will not be able to raise it. If you want to do this again, don't say it's your milk, the whole family will go crazy!"

Song Chunguang took his niece into his arms, as if he was holding his little brother back then, extremely careful.

"It's such a baby, held in the hands of the whole family for fear of falling, and holding it in the mouth for fear of melting, that little temper can be raised.

The first one, I don't like to drink that bitter medicine soup.

If you don't drink medicine, you will get sick if you are not in good health, so how can you do it?

For this matter, the whole family went into battle, and they thought of all the tricks, this stinky boy just wanted to make trouble and refused to drink medicine;

He always howls and pretends to cry to deceive us into being soft-hearted, and it doesn't rain when it thunders.

But everyone in the family eats this set, and they are reluctant to let him howl, for fear of exerting effort, and catching a cold when they come out, so they always rely on him. ”