Seeing Gong Jian's painful expression again, the middle-aged woman finally stopped her tears. She was just about to come over to check on her eldest son's injuries, when the door curtain was lifted, and a childish voice appeared in the room.

"Mother, is the eldest brother awake? I boiled an egg, can you feed it to the eldest brother?"

Gong Jian struggled, refusing to close his eyes, he rolled his eyes with difficulty, only to find that it was a thin little girl who came in with the curtain.

Gong Jian knew that this was his little sister Gong Yue. Although the little girl is ten years old, due to long-term malnutrition, she looks like a child of seven or eight years old.

Her hair was yellow, her little face was pale and frightening, and her pointed chin made her eyes even bigger. It can be seen that there is a lot of concern in it.

The little girl was wearing a blouse that did not fit well. This look is that it was made from a man's old clothes. But even such a piece of clothing is still covered with patches large and small. But the kid kept himself very clean. The clothes were worn, but they were not stained in any way.

Gong Yue came in with a large porcelain bowl in both hands, and the middle-aged woman immediately stepped forward to take the bowl, and as soon as she took it, she immediately felt the heat: "It's so hot, Yue'er, why did you bring it here?" ”

The little girl was obedient and quickly put her hands on her earlobes. This movement made her arms, the thickness of two matchsticks, reveal through the wide sleeves.

Gong Yue had been nervous just now, holding the big bowl. At this time, her mother took it away, and she had the energy to turn to Gong Jian who was lying on the bed: "Ah, the eldest brother is awake." Big brother, are you feeling unwell?"

Gong Jian had regained some strength at this time, he smiled weakly at the girl, and whispered: "Little sister, the eldest brother is fine, don't worry." ”

The middle-aged woman here was already leaning on her body with Gong Jian, and handed the coarse porcelain bowl in her hand to his lips: "Eat, Jian'er." You're hungry too, aren't you? ”

Only then did Gong Jian see the contents of the bowl. In a large bowl of water, there was a hard-boiled egg floating alone. He took the woman's hand and began to drink slowly, one bite at a time, the soup in the bowl.

His afterglow swept to the throat of the little girl beside the bed, and involuntarily swallowed with him. Hey, my family is really poor. I don't know who borrowed this egg from.

The boiled eggs in the bowl are put with a little salt, and the water tastes salty when you drink it in your mouth. It made Gong Jian's throat feel a lot more comfortable.

He didn't plan to eat the egg in the water, and every time it floated to his lips, he turned around and drank the soup next to it.

Soon, most of the bowl of water was drunk for him, and after that, he stopped opening his mouth, raised his hand and pushed the bowl away, indicating that he could not drink it anymore.

When the middle-aged woman saw the egg left in the bowl, her eyes couldn't help but turn red again.

Gong Jian was afraid that she would start releasing water again, so he immediately spoke: "Mother, I can't eat now." Let the little sister eat the eggs. When he opened his mouth this time, his voice obviously recovered a lot.

That little girl is really thin and distressing. But after listening to Gong Jian's words, the girl hurriedly shook her hand, and retreated out of the house with her head half-bowed. "Big brother, mother, I'm not hungry, I don't eat, I have to boil water. ”

The woman wiped her eyes and looked up at Gong Jian again: "Jian'er, you still eat, you are weak now." She also felt sorry for her youngest daughter, but her eldest son had just fallen tired, and he needed nutrition even more. Speaking of which, she's still incapable of being a mother, and I'm sorry for these children.

But Gong Jian insisted, he directly lay back on the bed, closed his eyes and said, "Mother, let me sleep for a while." That egg, you better let the little sister eat it, such a hot weather, it will be bad tomorrow, don't waste food. ”

The woman looked at Gong Jian, who was already lying on the bed, closed her eyes and rested, then looked at the big bowl in her hand, and then quietly exited the house.

She hurried to the firewood room, where the youngest daughter must have sorted out the firewood. The woman couldn't help but sigh deeply, the family had been fine before, but since the head of the family was injured, the family suddenly lost its pillars. Now children, it is impossible to eat an egg.

She looked at the egg left in the bowl, and her heart was bitter and gratifying, no matter what, her children loved each other and united as one. It was this that allowed the woman to persevere despite all the hardships.

The woman came out of the house with the bowl in her hand, and found her little daughter directly in the firewood room. Looking at the tattered coarse cloth clothes, the woman's eyes turned red again, this little daughter is the most miserable.

Not to mention that before, their family's life in the village was average, but now, it is impossible for him to even buy a decent dress for his youngest daughter. I really owe her so much.

"Yue'er," the woman walked over, picked up her little daughter, who was still busy, and stuffed the bowl into her hand: "Yue'er, you eat this." ”

The little girl held a large porcelain bowl, as if she were holding some rare treasure. After carefully holding it with both hands, he kept shaking his head and excused himself at the woman: "Mother, I don't eat." My brother is sick, let him eat. Yue'er has eaten, and Yue'er is not hungry. ”

The woman touched her daughter's sparse and yellow braids, and said distressedly, "Eat it, your eldest brother specially left it for you." He will also feel at ease if you eat it. ”

The little girl hesitated a little, but then she held the bowl in both hands and stuffed it into the woman's hand: "Mother, then you can take it to make up for your father's body." Yue'er is in good health, and Yue'er doesn't need to eat eggs. ”

The woman stroked the hand above her little daughter's head for a pause, then sighed softly, "Your father won't eat it." Yue'er, let's eat it quickly. ”

Gong Yue thought about it, and it was obvious that she knew her father's temper. She thought of the eldest brother who had just woken up in bed, and the second brother who was still in the field and working as a short-term worker for someone else's family.

"Mother, if you don't stay, give it to him when the second brother comes back. Second brother, he's been working too hard lately. ”

Thinking of her second son, the woman also sighed, there was really no way at home, so that at a young age, he could only go to other people's fields to work as a part-time worker.

The second son's short-term work, although it is said to be a short-term job, in fact, the work he does is not less than that of those long-term workers. People are just bullying Gong Yu, a half-grown boy, and they are not willing to pay the wages of a whole laborer. Recently, the wheat harvest was caught up, and the second son has been working day and night in the lord's house these days, and he can't go home at all.

(End of chapter)

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