Since Xiaoxi's family had an accident, the villagers have pointed fingers at their mother and son in person or secretly.

The attentive Xiaoxi found that her little friends were far away from her, and suddenly a partner came running, and his parents would immediately pull him back when they saw it.

Where do young children know about gossip, they just want to play with children of the same age.

She watched as her little friend was pulled back, and the adults told their children not to play with themselves.

Her little friend is a little disobedient and breaks free a little, and will not only be blamed, but also beaten and scolded, rendering Xiaoxi a bad person.

The words of the people are terrifying, and the people in the village listen to the wind and rain, and this matter has gradually become the talk of the villagers after tea.

Xiao Xi looked at this scene coldly, as if it had nothing to do with herself, and in her young heart, she was constantly hurt.

She needs to hide her scars with calm, she needs to hide herself in a thick cocoon.

She wanted to avoid harm from the outside, and she felt a real fear and fear.

There is even more confusion about the future, although she always hints that she must be strong, but when she really faces all this, she still feels deeply powerless.

Xiao Xi gradually buried her heart deeply, she did not contact with people in the outside world, she hid in her own small world.

Her little world has warm sunshine, soft grass, lots and lots of toys, her own parents, and they love each other as a family.

The only thing she comes into contact with in real life is her mother, who will lie in her mother's arms and be coquettish after her mother has worked.

She would give her mother a thump on the back after her mother's labor, and her little fists would give her strength.

She always believed that she would not be a burden to her mother, even though she probably didn't know what it meant to be a burden.

On the surface, she doesn't seem to have been hurt by the upheaval in her family, and she still plays happily in front of her mother as before, only more sensible and obedient than before.

In the depths of her heart, she was like a lonely deer that was wounded, silently licking her wounds over and over again.

She wanted to remember those who had hurt her and her mother, and engraved them in her heart, and in her heart, the seeds of hatred sprouted.

"Stinky bitch, fuck off, you're not welcome here, I really regret that I handed over the clothes to you to sew before, if you don't leave, I'll blast you out with a broom......" This is the voice of Aunt Zhang next door.

Aunt Zhang has a good relationship with her mother, and her mother often helps her sew clothes, and even her mother helps her mother to give birth to piglets.

But now because of the accident at home, his attitude towards them has changed greatly, not only pointing fingers, but also threatening to let them move out of the village.

My mother wanted to improve relations with the villagers, so she took the initiative to collect the torn clothes, and sewed and repaired the villagers' clothes without charging a penny.

But apparently no one appreciated it, and they held on to it, and insulted their mother that only someone outside would be dismissed.

The people in the village listened to the rumors and spoke nonsense about her and her mother, and now that her mother is being bullied outside, she must not hide at home.

Maybe I can't help my mother, but I can't let my mother be hurt anymore, this is the truest thought in Xiaoxi's heart.

You can't always let your mother shelter yourself from the wind and rain, and sometimes you need to shelter your mother from the wind and rain.

Xiaoxi wore slippers and wanted to run out of the house quickly, and when she saw her mother's figure standing in the cold wind, she begged Aunt Zhang to take out her torn clothes to repair them.

She had never seen her mother so low-voiced, and she felt inexplicably humble, from the humility of the disadvantaged.

Aunt Zhang scolded arrogantly, and her mother's humility seemed so ironic in Xiaoxi's eyes.

Xiaoxi shed tears inexplicably, she quickly wiped away her tears, she always remembered her oath in her heart, and never shed tears again.

She took her mother's hand, and her heart trembled, she hadn't noticed it before, it turned out that her mother's hands were so rough, with a thick layer of calluses on the joints and palms.

Looking at her mother's face, there were deep crow's feet, of course Xiaoxi didn't know what crow's feet were, she only saw her mother's wrinkles and haggard face.

But my mother is only thirty years old, and she looks like a middle-aged woman, and the new woman my father is looking for is also in her thirties.

She looks so young and beautiful, showing a strong contrast with her mother.

"Mom, Mom, let's go, since they don't welcome us, let's not stay here. ”

Xiaoxi continued, "We help them so much, every day countless clothes are brought to our house, Mom, you have to sew and mend them overnight, and you have never collected a penny from them. ”

"Even in this harsh winter, Mom, you are sewing for them, and even if you have frostbite on your hands, you still want to finish it in the shortest possible time. ”

"But what about them, instead of thanking you at all, they spread rumors to slander you, what are you talking to them here?"

The more Xiao Xi spoke, the louder she became, telling about this unfair treatment in this ice and snow.

It is inconceivable that a five-year-old girl could make such an argument.

Xiaoxi's mother was also calmed for a while, relieved herself, and touched Xiaoxi's head, leaving a stunned Aunt Zhang.

The two didn't say a word, and walked into the house holding hands.