Luo Xiaohua appeared.

In the previous book, Luo Xiaohua was a snail girl. In order to reduce the burden on her family, she deliberately skipped class to pick up snails to sell when she was in school, and then deliberately failed the exam, and finally successfully persuaded her parents to let her drop out of school. That year, she was only eight years old. And that year, her sister was going to high school. High school is not a nine-year compulsory education, so there are a lot of costs such as tuition and miscellaneous fees.

After Xiaohua successfully dropped out of school, she began to go to the river to pick up snails.

In the previous book, Xiaohua suffered a lot, so, in this book, let's give Xiaohua the best life in the world.

I'm going to let her live in a fairy tale world, and I'm going to give her a lot of beautiful things. However, with my urine nature...... There might be a little bit of sadness added to it. However, the ending is certainly a happy one.

In the last book, when Xiaohua appeared, she had already dropped out of school and was already picking up snails in the river.

Below, share some stories of Xiaohua in the previous book.

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[Luo Xiaohua's appearance]: On the other side of the bridge, on the other side of the river, there is a little girl who looks like she is only about ten years old.

Maybe not ten years old.

The little girl stood in the water, pulling her trouser legs, revealing her white calves.

She wore a worn straw hat on her head, and with one hand she held a bamboo basket resting on a stone, and groped through the cracks in the stones in the water with the other.

Cheng Huhu frowned suspiciously, a little puzzled.

There is obviously a sign hanging at the intersection outside, dangerous area, please do not approach, didn't she see it?

After crossing the river, it is the boundary of Baimu Village, and if you encounter a poisonous snake or something, it is not a joke.

"Hey, little sister, what are you doing?" Cheng Hu stood up from the hot cement pier, walked to the edge of the bridge, propped his hand on the concrete guardrail of the bridge, and asked in a loud voice to the little girl downstream.

The little girl straightened up and stood in the vast river. The river is not in a hurry, but because the river is vast, it gives people a sense of vastness.

She stroked the big straw hat on her head, looked at the black man standing on the bridge from afar, and replied, "I—I'm picking up snails." ”

"Don't pick it up here. There are a lot of poisonous snakes around here, very dangerous, come up. ”

When the little girl heard this, she immediately looked around, and her thin body seemed to shrink a lot.

She grabbed the handle of the basket with both hands, walked from the water to the shore, put on the shoes that had been placed on the shore, and walked quickly towards the bridge.

When she got on the bridge, Cheng Hu saw her appearance clearly.

The little girl was dressed in very shabby clothes that were noticeably much larger than her size.

A red voluminous T-shirt and blue expans.

There is not a trace of dirt in the big black and white eyes, which forms a strong contrast with the dirty little face.

Her face was tanned and red by the sun. But it is precisely because of this that her eyes are clean and bright.

She was neither tall nor short, just like an ordinary ten-year-old girl, but a little thin, except for some flesh on her face, her shoulder blades and collarbones were high and protruding.

Her arms carrying the basket were so slender that they seemed to break with a single fold.

"Uncle, why did you come here?" Before Cheng Hu could speak, the little girl asked first.

Cheng Hu secretly complained, am I so old?

He pointed to the pickup truck behind him and replied, "I'm here to fill up some water." ”

The little girl glanced at the pickup truck, her eyes flickering.

She seemed to want to ask something, but she was too embarrassed to ask, but she just stood there and looked at her uncle in front of her in confusion.

Cheng Hu asked, "There are no villages around here, and there are no people, where are you from?"

All the villages around here have been relocated, and under normal circumstances, no people are seen in this vicinity.

The little girl blushed and replied, "I'm from the village below." ”

She pointed in the direction of Anming Town: "It's the village called 'Daming Village', do you know, uncle?"

Cheng Hu was a little surprised.

Daming Village is a full six or seven kilometers away from here, how did she come here?

"Who sent you up, and who sent you up?" asked Cheng Hu as he looked around, but he didn't see anyone else.

"I, I came up on my own. The little girl bit her lip secretly and asked, "Uncle, which direction are you going to go back later?"

Of course, Cheng Hu wanted to go back to Baimu Village, but he couldn't say that he wanted to go back to Baimu Village, so he pointed to the direction where the river flowed out, that is, it was just the opposite direction to Anming Town.

The little girl followed his finger and looked at the mountains to the west, feeling a little lost.

Originally, she wanted to take her uncle's hitchhike back, but now it seems that she can't.

Well, it doesn't matter. She thought that she had gained a lot today anyway, bigger than any other day, and it didn't matter if she went home now.

She glanced up at the blazing sun.

The sun was already hanging overhead, and it should be time for lunch. It takes about an hour for her to walk home, so even if she misses lunch, it's okay.

And today's harvest is really good.

She glanced at the snails in the heavy bamboo basket and thought to herself.

A pound of snails can be sold for three yuan, and if you are twenty pounds, it is fifty yuan.

Wow, fifty bucks, that's a lot of money. In the past, she would have had to pick up snails in the river for at least two days to pick up so many snails.

She is glad that she made the right decision today to come to this deserted area to pick up snails.

Although there is no one here, it can be scary to stay alone in the river, but it is precisely because of this that there are endless snails in the river.

It occurred to her that fifty dollars seemed to be a green bill.

Well, it seems to be green.

Fifty dollars can also be two twenty dollars and a ten dollar bill.

Or five ten-dollar bills.

Or...... She thought for a moment, or, it could be a lot of five-dollar bills.

Oh, no, no, it's not fifty bucks!

My sister said, one gets one, one two gets two, one three gets three, and two three gets six.

A pound of snails sells for three yuan, and if you sell for 20 catties, it's 60 yuan!

Haha, it's sixty dollars!

Suddenly, there were ten dollars more.

Sixty yuan should be enough for my sister's living expenses for a week.

But the premise is that those who buy snails from her don't bargain with her, and she must sell them all out.

On the last market day, she picked up ten catties of snails, but only sold five catties. It's still sold for two dollars a pound.

Alas, I finally picked up twenty catties today, and I really hope that all of them can be sold for three yuan a catty.

Everything is very beautiful, but it is really hard to carry this basket of snails that are about half her weight to walk home for an hour.

Actually, she can also wait for the bus at the intersection.

If you take the bus, you can get home for three yuan, and it won't take long to arrive at once.

However, a pound of snails only sells for three yuan.

There are about thirty or forty small snails per catty, and if you usually pick them up in the rivers around the village, when you are unlucky, you have to pick up about an hour to have a catty of snails.

Today she was lucky to be able to pick up twenty pounds in one morning.

I wish I could be so lucky every day.

She looked at the river flowing eastward, and thought, let's walk home. It's not that far anyway.

It's only an hour.

"Well, goodbye, uncle. The little girl walked out with a bamboo basket in both hands.

Cheng Hu turned his head to send her back.

Her back gradually became smaller in the sunlight, and she looked very thin and thin.

Cheng Hu knew that the little girl wanted to take a hitchhike home, but he really couldn't leave now, the water tank on the car had just begun to fill with water, and according to the water output of the water pipe, it was estimated that it would take about two hours to fill two large water tanks.

Anyway, there will be buses passing by on the road outside, and it is estimated that it will only cost three yuan to take a bus from here to Daming Village.

As he thought so, he happened to see a bus slowly approaching from the west. Cheng Hu smiled with satisfaction.

The bus stopped, and the door popped open.

The little girl stood directly opposite the car door, put down the bamboo basket in her hand, and waved her hand at the driver.

The doors closed and the bus continued forward.

Looking at this scene, Cheng Hu was stunned.

What does this little girl want to do? Why don't you get on the bus?

He didn't hold back his nosy cells, and shouted to the thin figure a few dozen meters away: "Hey, why don't you get on the bus? Today is not a market day, and the next train may have to wait for two hours." ”

The little girl turned around, and her little face was even redder in the light of the red blouse.

"It's okay, me, I'm walking home. ”

She swallowed hard, a little sad.

Just now she really wanted to take the bus home. All morning, her legs were soaked in the river, which made her feel tired and hungry.

However, her damned willpower overcame her cowardice and exhaustion, and she learned from her mother's tone to educate her:

Luo Xiaohua, how can you take the car home? You have to walk home, you can't develop this kind of bad disease.

My sister is studying and it costs money, and my father is not in good health.

If you develop the bad habit of laziness from a young age, what will you do in the future?

Three bucks, three bucks. Isn't three yuan money money? Three yuan today, three yuan tomorrow, three yuan can be sold for half a pound of pig's head meat.

You have to walk home!

"Walking home?" Cheng Hu thought he had heard it wrong, "Don't you live in Daming Village?"

The little girl nodded, swallowed her saliva, and replied, "Yes, Daming Village, it's very close, I can walk for an hour to get home." ”

As she spoke, she coughed twice.

I haven't drunk water in the morning, and my throat has been extremely dry, and now I am talking so loudly, my throat naturally can't stand it.

"You're crazy. Cheng Hu frowned incredulously and blurted out, "Walk for an hour, why don't you take a car?"

The little girl felt very uncomfortable in her throat, so she did not answer, but shook her head gently.

She was wearing wide and shabby clothes, standing alone in the scorching sun, carrying a heavy bamboo basket in her hand, and the scene was not pitiful.

Cheng Hu just thinks with his toes, and he can also think of what kind of impoverished scene the little girl's family should be.

Otherwise, today is not the weekend, how can a teenager not be in school, but here to pick up snails?

Besides, she didn't want to spend a few dollars to take a car, so she had to walk a few kilometers home.

Either you're crazy or it's really difficult.

This world is a beautiful place, but there are still many people who may not eat as well as dogs and dress as much as cats.

It's just that under all kinds of glamorous covers, those obscure truths are always hidden exceptionally well.

Alas, Cheng Hu sighed secretly, beckoned to the little girl, and motioned for her to come back.

The little girl was really bold, she didn't mean to be afraid at all, and she really came back.

She stood in front of Cheng Hu again, looked up at the tall Cheng Hu with her red and dirty little face, looked at the tall Cheng Hu with those big clear eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, do you want to tell me something?"

Cheng Hu looked at the bamboo basket that was always carried by the little girl in his hand.

It contained black snails the size of peanut shells.

The largest snails are the size of a dollar coin, but most of them are the size of a dime.

Some snails are covered in moss, while others are covered in silt, but they still absorb a lot of water on their bodies, so they reflect a lot of light when they are shined by the scorching sun.

It was as if the little girl was carrying not a basket of snails, but a basket of sparkling jewels.

"These snails of yours are so big. Cheng Hu squatted down, pinched the largest snail from the basket with his hand, and asked very 'surprised', "Little sister, do you sell these snails?"

The little girl was stunned for a moment, and then immediately nodded her head like a chicken pecking rice: "Sell, sell." ”

"Hmm......" Cheng Hu frowned and said, "Last time I bought some snails in the county seat, twenty yuan a catty, but those are bigger than yours and a little cleaner." Well, I want all these snails of yours, but you have to sell them to me cheaper. ”

The little girl looked up at Cheng Hu in a daze.

Do you still have to bargain? She felt a little lost and a little sad.

"That's it, fifteen yuan a catty, do you sell it?" Cheng Hu asked with a serious face.

The little girl's pupils widened slightly, and her face with a lot of mud stains crawled with an incredible expression.

Fifteen dollars a pound.

What is fifteen times twenty?

She furrowed her brow, unable to think of an answer. Too much!

"But ......," the little girl looked at the snails in the basket, and then at her uncle, who was squatting in front of her.

Uncle is very good-looking, although a little dark, his eyes are very clear, his nose is very high, and his mouth and face are a little puffy, like a big sister.

The clothes he wears are also very clean, and he looks like the kind of rich person at first glance.

Fifteen dollars should be a very small amount of money to him! Maybe he will spend fifteen yuan for a meal.

So, if you pretend you don't understand anything and sell the snails to him at a price of fifteen yuan a catty, it shouldn't matter, right?

In this way, she can get a lot of money, and then help her sister buy a new set of clothes, buy a new pair of shoes, buy a new school bag, and maybe buy some pens, books, and so on.

In short, that must be a lot of money to buy a lot of things.

Thinking about this, she felt a little sad in her heart, and her big eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of mist.

She thinks she's a bad person to think like that. Why did she become like this?

Cheng Hu was a little panicked when he saw that the little girl's big eyes suddenly overflowed with teardrops the size of beans. I thought, I look so scary?

"Hey, little sister, don't cry, I'm not a bad person. Cheng Hu hurriedly said, "I'm really not a bad person, I just want to buy your snails." If you think the price is too low, it doesn't matter if it's twenty dollars a pound. ”

He took out a few red hundred-yuan bills and handed them over: "Look, these money are real." ”

No, the little girl is so young, it is estimated that she can't distinguish between real money and fake money. He took out a pile of scattered banknotes from his body, held them in his hands, and said with a serious face: "Look, also, these are true, don't cry." ”

Since the last time he bought vegetable seedlings, Cheng Hu would buy something with a hundred-yuan bill every time he bought something, and then save the change that others were looking for, so as not to meet an old man who couldn't distinguish between real and fake money.

His movements made the little girl's tears flow faster.

Her mouth was flattened, her dry throat was swollen and sore, and her eyes were already foggy, and she could only see the general outline of her uncle in front of her.

She really wanted to sell the snails for fifteen yuan a catty, she wanted the money so much, she wanted to pretend that she didn't understand anything.

She actually has a very selfish idea.

She wanted to use the money to buy her sister new clothes, new shoes, new school bags, and new stationery, and also buy herself a dress like a cloud in the sky.

The white skirt has a bow and lace, and the bottom of the skirt is bulging like a cloud floating in the sky.

There will also be a little princess on it.

But she couldn't.

Tian Luo usually sells for only three yuan a catty, and she can't do that.

"But. She twitched her lips, shed tears, and said very childishly, "However, my snails only sell for three yuan a catty." ”

She tried to keep her eyes open wide and make her vision clearer, holding the basket tightly with both hands, handing the basket out, and forcing her tone not to tremble: "Uncle, my snails only sell for three yuan a catty, can you not bargain?"

Then, as soon as the words fell, the clear tears that had been in the eyes for a while overflowed from the eyelashes and smashed directly on the hard concrete floor.

Cheng Hu suddenly wanted to reach out and hug this little fool.

In fact, she could have pretended not to know anything and sold the snail to him at the price he said.

But she didn't.

God knows what kind of inner struggle she had done, and what kind of determination she had made to make such a decision.

Cheng Hu glanced at the basket handed to him by the little girl, jumped over the basket, and looked at the little girl's feet.

Below the rolled up trouser legs, a pair of small feet were not black and dirty like her face, but took on a sickly fairness.

Maybe it's because of the long-term immersion in the water.

And on her sickly white feet, she wore a pair of slippers glued with plastic patches.

Cheng Hu has learned about the price of slippers in Anming Town, and a pair of slippers worn by adults is only eight or nine yuan.

A pair of children's slippers is probably only five or six yuan, or even less.

Therefore, it can be imagined how poor her family is.

However, Cheng Hu couldn't understand one thing, now that the national policy is so good, why would anyone be so poor?

Can't even afford a pair of shoes, don't even want to spend two or three dollars on the fare, or even don't even have a well-fitting clothes?

Cheng Hu smiled at the little girl: "Three yuan is too cheap, you should sell it for thirty yuan a catty." This snail is a very tasty thing. ”

The little girl shook her head and did not speak.

Tian Luo, she has eaten too much, and she doesn't think it's delicious at all.

Her family's snail method is to cut off the tail of the snail that has not been sold for several days directly with tongs, and then put it in a pot to cook soup.

Mom was reluctant to put too much oil, even ginger, and sprinkled a handful of salt into it, and then got out of the pot.

This kind of snail tastes very fishy, and it is full of the smell of snail carrion, as well as the smell of earth. At first, I thought it was delicious, but after eating it a few times, I couldn't eat it anymore.

Therefore, Luo Xiaohua felt that things like snails were really hard to eat.

"Is it okay for me to buy these snails of yours for thirty yuan a catty?" asked Cheng Hu with a kind face.

What is this money to him?

He also has a top-grade yellow dragon jade and bloodstone at home, which can shake the stone collection world with any shot.

Therefore, using a little money, which is not much money for him, to help this hard-working and lovely little girl is the same as helping the animals in the mountains and forests.

It's all out of instinctive kindness.

It has been said that being smart is a gift, and being kind is a choice. Talents come easily – they are innate, after all, and the choice is not easy.

Fortunately, in our lives, we always meet so many kind people.

Being a kind person is not easy for everyone, because many times, there are many difficult choices to face.

Cheng Hu chooses kindness.

Little girls are no exception.

Hearing that Cheng Hu was going to buy her snails for thirty yuan a catty, she was indeed shaken, but in the end, she chose to be kind.

She shook her head and said, "No, uncle, I only sell it for three yuan a catty." I can't overcharge you. ”

Cheng Hu felt angry and helpless.

This little fool, who doesn't make money by putting it down, is as stubborn as a stone.

However, he has a way to deal with her stubbornness, just like the last time he bought the grandmother's back basket.

Cheng Hu looked at the bamboo basket and asked with a look of surprise: "Little sister, this bamboo basket of yours is so beautiful, can you sell it?" I am willing to buy it for five hundred yuan. ”

Haha, how can I be so smart!

The little girl looked at her bamboo basket, shook her head and said, "Not for sale." ”

Cheng Hu looked at the little girl with a suspicious face and asked, "Are you stupid? You don't sell it for five hundred yuan?"

The little girl's vision, which had finally become clear, was blurred again.

She trembled her lips and cried: "I can't sell it, this bamboo basket is not mine, I borrowed it." I, I can't sell. I can't sell other people's bamboo baskets, I can't sell them. ”

If it was her family's bamboo basket, she would definitely sell it.

But this bamboo basket is not hers.

Why don't you sell other people's bamboo baskets at a high price and use the money to buy a new one?

She is so young, she only knows that she can't just sell other people's things, and she doesn't know about this complicated operation.

When the little girl cried like this, Cheng Hu was really anxious: "Okay, okay, little sister, don't cry, don't cry." That's it, you snails, three dollars a pound, right?"

The little girl nodded with tears.

Cheng Hu said: "Then I want it all." Tell me, how many catties of snails are there?"

The little girl handed the bamboo basket out: "Uncle, I think there are twenty catties, you can take it and see if it is enough, if it is not enough, I will go down to the river to pick up some for you." ”

Cheng Hu hurriedly took the bamboo basket and pretended to weigh it: "Haha, I feel that there are more than twenty catties here? ”

The little girl shook her head: "I tried, and it was only twenty-five catties to fill the basket, but now the basket is not full, so it can only be counted as twenty catties." ”

Cheng Hu was really speechless.

It's the first time he's met such a fool!

What kind of fool is this when you have money and you don't make it?

"Fool, oh, no, little sister, here you go, sixty dollars. Cheng Hu took out six ten-yuan bills from the change and gave them to her.

The little girl burst into tears and laughed, quickly took six ten-yuan tickets, and held them tightly in her hand, as if holding a world.

She counted six 10 yuan bills with her slender fingers, looking very serious: "One, two, three, four, five, six." ”

It was true that she counted 6 cards over and over again, but she didn't believe in herself too much, so she counted them again.

After confirming that it was correct, she looked up at Cheng Hu with joy: "Uncle, it's 60 yuan, thank you for being willing to buy my snails." Can you pour out the snails and give me back the basket?"

"No problem, you wait here, I'll pour the snails into the plastic bag. ”

After that, Cheng Hu walked to the pickup truck with a bamboo basket, opened the door, took a black plastic bag from the car, and poured all the snails into the plastic bag.

After putting away the snails, Cheng Hu walked back to the bridge, returned the bamboo basket to the little girl, and asked, "Little sister, can you tell your uncle, what is your name?"

The little girl replied without thinking: "Luo Xiaohua, my name is Luo Xiaohua." ”

After her voice was gone, it was crisp and pleasant, like a lark singing loudly.

Especially when she confidently called out her name, her eyes burst bright, like two shining stars.

Her name is Luo Xiaohua.

A very simple name, but she especially liked her name because she liked the colorful flowers and the little ones that were printed on beautiful clothes.

Although, she never had clothes like that......

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Her family's snail method is to cut off the tail of the snail that has not been sold for several days directly with tongs, and then put it in a pot to cook soup.

Mom was reluctant to put too much oil, even ginger, and sprinkled a handful of salt into it, and then got out of the pot.

This kind of snail tastes very fishy, and it is full of the smell of snail carrion, as well as the smell of earth. At first, I thought it was delicious, but after eating it a few times, I couldn't eat it anymore.

Therefore, Luo Xiaohua felt that things like snails were really hard to eat.

"Is it okay for me to buy these snails of yours for thirty yuan a catty?" asked Cheng Hu with a kind face.

What is this money to him?

He also has a top-grade yellow dragon jade and bloodstone at home, which can shake the stone collection world with any shot.

Therefore, using a little money, which is not much money for him, to help this hard-working and lovely little girl is the same as helping the animals in the mountains and forests.

It's all out of instinctive kindness.

It has been said that being smart is a gift, and being kind is a choice. Talents come easily – they are innate, after all, and the choice is not easy.

Fortunately, in our lives, we always meet so many kind people.

Being a kind person is not easy for everyone, because many times, there are many difficult choices to face.

Cheng Hu chooses kindness.

Little girls are no exception.

Hearing that Cheng Hu was going to buy her snails for thirty yuan a catty, she was indeed shaken, but in the end, she chose to be kind.

She shook her head and said, "No, uncle, I only sell it for three yuan a catty." I can't overcharge you. ”

Cheng Hu felt angry and helpless.

This little fool, who doesn't make money by putting it down, is as stubborn as a stone.

However, he has a way to deal with her stubbornness, just like the last time he bought the grandmother's back basket.

Cheng Hu looked at the bamboo basket and asked with a look of surprise: "Little sister, this bamboo basket of yours is so beautiful, can you sell it?" I am willing to buy it for five hundred yuan. ”

Haha, how can I be so smart!

The little girl looked at her bamboo basket, shook her head and said, "Not for sale." ”

Cheng Hu looked at the little girl with a suspicious face and asked, "Are you stupid? You don't sell it for five hundred yuan?"

The little girl's vision, which had finally become clear, was blurred again.

She trembled her lips and cried: "I can't sell it, this bamboo basket is not mine, I borrowed it." I, I can't sell. I can't sell other people's bamboo baskets, I can't sell them. ”

If it was her family's bamboo basket, she would definitely sell it.

But this bamboo basket is not hers.

Why don't you sell other people's bamboo baskets at a high price and use the money to buy a new one?

She is so young, she only knows that she can't just sell other people's things, and she doesn't know about this complicated operation.

When the little girl cried like this, Cheng Hu was really anxious: "Okay, okay, little sister, don't cry, don't cry." That's it, you snails, three dollars a pound, right?"

The little girl nodded with tears.

Cheng Hu said: "Then I want it all." Tell me, how many catties of snails are there?"

The little girl handed the bamboo basket out: "Uncle, I think there are twenty catties, you can take it and see if it is enough, if it is not enough, I will go down to the river to pick up some for you." ”

Cheng Hu hurriedly took the bamboo basket and pretended to weigh it: "Haha, I feel that there are more than twenty catties here? ”

The little girl shook her head: "I tried, and it was only twenty-five catties to fill the basket, but now the basket is not full, so it can only be counted as twenty catties." ”

Cheng Hu was really speechless.

It's the first time he's met such a fool!

What kind of fool is this when you have money and you don't make it?

"Fool, oh, no, little sister, here you go, sixty dollars. Cheng Hu took out six ten-yuan bills from the change and gave them to her.

The little girl burst into tears and laughed, quickly took six ten-yuan tickets, and held them tightly in her hand, as if holding a world.

She counted six 10 yuan bills with her slender fingers, looking very serious: "One, two, three, four, five, six." ”

It was true that she counted 6 cards over and over again, but she didn't believe in herself too much, so she counted them again.

After confirming that it was correct, she looked up at Cheng Hu with joy: "Uncle, it's 60 yuan, thank you for being willing to buy my snails." Can you pour out the snails and give me back the basket?"

"No problem, you wait here, I'll pour the snails into the plastic bag. ”

After that, Cheng Hu walked to the pickup truck with a bamboo basket, opened the door, took a black plastic bag from the car, and poured all the snails into the plastic bag.

After putting away the snails, Cheng Hu walked back to the bridge, returned the bamboo basket to the little girl, and asked, "Little sister, can you tell your uncle, what is your name?"

The little girl replied without thinking: "Luo Xiaohua, my name is Luo Xiaohua." ”

After her voice was gone, it was crisp and pleasant, like a lark singing loudly.

Especially when she confidently called out her name, her eyes burst bright, like two shining stars.

Her name is Luo Xiaohua.

A very simple name, but she especially liked her name because she liked the colorful flowers and the little ones that were printed on beautiful clothes.

Although, she never had clothes like that.

"What a good name. Cheng Hu patted Luo Xiaohua's head lightly and said, "But Xiaohua, you have to remember not to talk to a strange uncle in the future." Well, strange big brothers, big sisters can't either. ”

He paused, wondering if he should say that.

The world looks colorful, colorful and beautiful, but in fact, the darkness and viciousness that exist in this world are far beyond people's imagination.

As an adult, even if he has good things in his heart and hopes for good, he will not forget that there are many demons crawling in some dark places.

"Anyway, don't talk to strangers, you know?" Mr. Cheng added.

Luo Xiaohua nodded as if she didn't understand, and asked, "Are all strangers bad people?" But uncle, you don't look like a bad person at all. ”

Alas, this is the most troublesome thing.

How do you tell a child who may not be 10 years old that there is nothing perfect in this world as she imagined?

With human traffickers and perverts in almost every corner of the world, how do you tell a little girl to be vigilant at all times?

If you tell her the truth about the dark side of this world, will it make her full of fear of this world?

Will it shatter the simple beauty in her heart?

Perhaps, many people think that in such a poor and remote place, there may be no traffickers, and there will be no perverts, so let the children grow up carefree and without any scruples.

But that's not the case.

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The world is bustling, beautiful, and unyielding.

Xiaohua thinks so.

She thought how nice it would be if she could grow so big all at once, like those big brothers and sisters.

That way, she can help her parents do more farm work and stop being afraid of her grandmother.

However, time really flies so slowly.

The world is so beautiful, but she doesn't have time to see it.

She thought that she would not have a chance to go to the big cities with colorful lights.

In her short life, the farthest place she has been to is Admiralty County, the county seat.

If she could, she hoped that when she died, she would be able to become a big bird, a big, big, powerful bird.

In this way, even if she dies quietly one day, she can quietly help her parents drive away the birds and finches that fly to the rice fields to steal rice, and also drive away the wild boars that go down the mountain to steal peanuts and corn?

Why do it quietly?

Because she didn't want to freak out her mom and dad.

She thought that after becoming a big bird, she could fly far away to see the bigger world and see more bright lights.

Then, like a hero on TV, you can quietly protect your sister from being bullied by bad guys.

However, if you die, you may really just die, and you will never see your parents, grandfather and sister again.

She didn't want to die.

But I feel that it is very hard to live like this.

This so-called hardship does not refer to physical hardship, but to mental hardship.

From childhood to adulthood, she has lived in the angry eyes of her grandmother, and almost every time her grandmother has a slight displeasure, she will be beaten by her grandmother.

Although grandma lives with her grandfather and fourth uncle, she usually doesn't see it all the time, but as long as grandma loses something, the blame will always fall on her head inexplicably, and then she has to endure the pain of sticks again and again.

Looking back on the beatings I received before, it was really painful. It's just that I was so scared at the time that I forgot to cry out in pain.

When will this kind of day come to an end?

Xiaohua, who was lying on the bed, was already in a state of limp and had no strength in her body.

Thinking back on her short life, she did not shed tears, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief and sighed.

The situation at home is complicated.

She has an older sister named Luo Dahua, who was born to her mother and her ex-husband.

Later, when my sister was three years old, because my mother couldn't stand her ex-husband's gambling, alcoholism and domestic violence, she took my sister to remarry her father.

After two or three years of marriage, my mother's stomach didn't move at all, and my grandmother would often humiliate her in front of the villagers, saying that she had an iron ass and couldn't give birth to a child.

In the third year after marriage, my mother finally couldn't stand the laziness of several uncles, and couldn't stand the bitterness of my aunt, second aunt and grandmother, so she proposed to split up.

said that it was a separation, but it was better to be kicked out of the big house by my grandmother and aunt.

Mom and Dad, who had nothing, took their sister to live in a cattle pen that was originally used to lock up cattle.

They didn't have anything, not even pots and pans.

The cattle pen also stinks.

But fortunately, my mother is a very hard-working person, and she slowly supported a family with her hard-working hands.

Later, the grandfather, grandmother and second uncle died one after another, and the parents, parents and sister moved out of the cattle pen and lived in the old house where Xiaohua's family still lives.

In the second year of living in, Xiaohua fell to the ground.

Xiaohua's birth not only means that this poor family has one more person to eat, but also means that there is one more person in the family who needs to be taken care of.

After Xiaohua is born, parents take turns to take Xiaohua.

In the morning, Mom goes to work, and Dad takes care of the baby at home. At noon, the mother took care of the baby at home, and the father went to work.

This kind of day lasts until the little flower is one year old.

When Xiaohua was one year old, her sister Dahua was already eleven years old, and the two sisters were ten years apart.

Therefore, my parents were very relieved to hand over Xiaohua to Dahua, and let the eleven-year-old Dahua take on the responsibility of taking care of her sister.

At that time, Dahua had to go to school during the day, and it stands to reason that there was no way to take care of her sister at all.

However, there must be a way. Mom and Dad have to work in the mountains, and if she is unwilling to take on the responsibility of taking care of her sister, she will have to leave her one-year-old sister to fend for herself.

Of course, her parents scared her. But she believed it, and willingly carried her sister to school with a strap.

Dahua's grades have always been very good, and she can get the first place in every exam. But even so, the teacher still frowned and persuaded her to drop out.

Because she is the most bizarre student among the students that the teacher has met for many years.

Crazy to come to school behind my sister's back?

If the younger sister is well-behaved, it's okay, but the one-year-old child is the most noisy.

In class, my sister either tore the textbook of the big flower, or bit the pencil with her hands dancing, otherwise, she would scream at a butterfly that flew into the classroom, causing the whole classroom to laugh.

This seems to be a lot of fun.

But in fact, it is not, at this time, there are always tears in the corners of Dahua's eyes.

What she saw was not a laughing classmate, but a disgusted look from the teacher on the podium.

She knew it wasn't right for her to do so, and she knew she shouldn't bring her sister to school.

However, if she didn't bring her sister to school, her parents would not be able to work, support their two sisters, and send her to school.

She thinks that it doesn't matter if she eats less, but her sister can't. She was still so young, only about a year old. If there is nothing to eat, she will starve to death.

So, under the angry eyes of the teacher and the laughing eyes of the classmates, Dahua took out a cookie from her schoolbag and put it in her sister's hand.

What? Can't eat cookies for such a young child?

I'm sorry, but the world of the poor doesn't have this setting.

The sister who got the biscuit stopped making noise or making trouble, obediently put the biscuit in her mouth, and kept grinding her soft and itchy teeth.

Although Xiaohua is not noisy at the moment, after a while, she will cry again.

So, Dahua had to leave the classroom with her sister in her arms in the teacher's anger and go outside the corridor to coax her sister.

I thought that the days should pass quietly like this.

But no.

The fact that Dahua brought her sister to school was too ridiculous, and the school drove Dahua home several times, but the next day, she still didn't listen to dissuasion and brought her sister to school.

In desperation, the school finally decided to expel Dahua.

At that time, Xiaohua was not yet a year and a half old.

Dahua was expelled, very anxious, very sad, crying and arguing with her parents to go to school. She knows that knowledge changes her fate, and she also knows that reading is her only way out.

However, Xiaohua is still so young, she has just learned to walk, and she needs someone to take care of her.

Her mother comforted Dahua and told her not to study for the time being, and then send her to school when her sister was three years old. As long as Dahua agrees, no matter how difficult it is in the future, as long as Dahua has good grades, she will definitely send her to college.

In the end, Dahua is immersed in the dream of going to college and agrees to take care of her sister. It is precisely because of this that Xiaohua has grown up healthy and healthy.

Three-year-old florets grow very tall.

Taller than children of the same age. But also skinny, thinner than any child of the same age.

But fortunately, she survived such difficult days and was healthy.

Three-year-olds can play on their own.

So, Dahua went back to school.

Three-year-olds can play on their own, and in Grandma's opinion, they can steal things.

So from that time on, if her family had one less egg, or a few dollars less, or a few cucumbers in the green vegetable field, it would be regarded as a small flower stealing.

It was also from that time that grandma's stick shifted from Dahua to Xiaohua.

Dahua often attends classes in class, and her parents often work in the mountains, but Xiaohua stays near her home like a little mouse.

What is the concept of three years old?

She can talk, she can walk, but if someone hits her, she has absolutely no ability to defend herself.

So every time Grandma took her anger out on her, she couldn't dodge it, so she could only cry and shout hoarsely: "Grandma, it's not me, it's not me." I really didn't steal anything from you. I really didn't steal anything from you. ”

She cried hoarsely, but her grandmother ignored them all and slapped the sticks she had picked up over and over again.

She could only cry and scream, and endure all the pain.

Sometimes, Xiaohua really doesn't understand that she is her grandmother's own granddaughter, and her cousin and cousin are also grandchildren's grandchildren, why is there such a big difference in treatment?

Her house is only a hundred meters adjacent to her aunt's house, and almost every day she can hear her grandmother affectionately calling her cousin's nickname.

The cries full of doting, like every time she was beaten, shook her little heart again and again.

From the age of three to the age of ten, every spring, summer, autumn and winter, Xiaohua can't escape her grandmother's stick.

Her parents worked in the mountains and had no time to take care of her, and her sister was studying at school, so she had no way to take care of her.

So over the years, Xiaohua only told her parents at the beginning that she would be beaten by her grandmother, but as she grew older, she knew that it was not easy for her parents, and she gradually got used to being beaten, so she didn't tell her parents again if she was beaten by her grandmother today.

But the marks of the beating on her body have never faded.

The place that was red yesterday has not been erased, and new traces have been added today.

Time was jumping and flowing in the bright red marks on her body.

Finally, when I was more than six years old, I could go to school.

However, because she has not been to kindergarten, the teachers at the school generally believe that Luo Xiaohua must be stupid. After all, he is a poor child who lost at the starting line.

Moreover, when school started, the parents of other children would be very enthusiastic to greet the teacher to visit their homes, but Luo Xiaohua's parents did not.

They also knew about the situation of Luo Xiaohua's family, so they couldn't help but smear a 'poverty' color on her.

When the seats were arranged, the weak little flower sat alone in the back corner, without the same table.

The rest of the classmates all had the same table, but she didn't.

On the first exam, Xiaohua got a perfect score. The teacher immediately educated her and told her that cheating was wrong.

In the second exam, Xiaohua still got a full score. The teacher asked her to call her parents to come to school.

Xiaohua was puzzled, why was the teacher upset when she got a perfect score in the exam? But she still called her mother to school.

When my mother heard the teacher say that Xiaohua cheated and only scored 100 points, she asked mercilessly: "You say that my Xiaohua cheats, is there any evidence?"

These words made the teacher stunned on the spot!

A bitter rural woman also knows the word 'evidence'?

However, they do not have evidence. During the exam, they also paid special attention to Luo Xiaohua, and indeed did not find evidence of Luo Xiaohua's cheating.

In the third exam, Xiaohua's position was moved under the podium, and the teacher stared at her the whole time.

However, she still scored perfect marks.

It seems that this girl has some real skills. The teacher smiled bitterly.

It stands to reason that the first grade is supposed to be two years, because the first year is counted as a preschool.

Due to the remote mountainous area and the limited number of teachers, there is no separate preschool class, but all children who enter the school must attend the first grade in two years.

The genius Luo Xiaohua is no exception.

In order to reduce the burden on the family, Dad killed the pigs in the house, called the teachers of the school to come to the house for dinner, and begged them to let Xiaohua go directly to the second grade.

The teacher's opinion was not unanimous, but she was still willing to let Xiaohua take the first exam in the second grade.

Xiaohua didn't get a full score, only scored 98 points in Chinese and 99 points in mathematics.

It's the first place again, it's really unreasonable!

Despite this, Xiaohua did not make it to the second grade, and continued to be left in the first grade.

Xiaohua's second first year was a bit abnormal, at the beginning, her grades had been very good, but in the second half of the semester, her grades suddenly plummeted, and she failed every exam.

She looked at the red cross on the test paper, thought of the correct answer, and said secretly: "In this way, I don't have to go to school." ”

After all, my sister will soon be in high school.

High school is not part of the nine-year compulsory education and requires a lot of money.

Although her sister, who had to drop out of school for two years to take care of her, is almost eighteen years old, she is still just preparing to enter high school.

Xiaohua's brain is very smart, although when her sister took her to school, she was only about a year old, but I don't know what's going on, and there are still a few pictures of that time in my mind:

She was carried on her back by her sister, and a big sister in the next group secretly made her laugh.

She was hugged by her sister on her lap, and she could just look over the desk in front of her to see an adult brushing and writing on a blackboard.

She had also seen a butterfly, a dragonfly, and older siblings outside the hallway, clinging to the window and looking into the classroom.

That day was obviously far away from her, but she remembered those things and details very magically.

It was also from that time that she owed her sister a kindness that she couldn't repay with her life in this life.

Therefore, when the little flower looked at the red cross on the test paper and thought about the correct answer, her heart was extremely relaxed.

She didn't think it was great, she felt like it was what she was supposed to do.

Then, naturally, in the second first grade, she skipped class like a bad boy. She fled to the river to pick up snails and sold them for money.

One, two, three.

When her sister came home from the weekend vacation, she quietly put a thick wad of one-dollar and five-yuan bills into her sister's schoolbag while everyone was eating.

No one found out! No one knows!

When my sister looked through her schoolbag, she hid outside the door frame, poked out her little head, and secretly looked at the surprise on her sister's face when she found the money with her big bright eyes, and her heart couldn't help but roll with great joy.

At that moment, it was as if a sea of flowers was blooming in my heart, and it was as if a flock of larks lived in my body.

She was complacent about her cleverness, and she was more motivated, deciding to pick up more snails and earn more money for her sister.

Once, she sent her sister to school on a bus, and suddenly found that her sister was the most beautiful of all the girls, but her sister was the most shabby among all the girls.

At that moment, she made a lot of determination to save a lot of money to help her sister buy a new set of clothes.

It's a beautiful kind!

Xiaohua skips classes more and more frequently, and her exam scores are getting worse and worse.

Mom is also being called to school more and more often by teachers.

In the final exam of the second first grade, Xiaohua only scored a dozen points in Chinese and mathematics.

Then, she nagged her parents, saying that it was a waste of money for her to study, and that a brain like her was not material for studying at all, so it was better to stay at home and work.

Mom and Dad didn't know what was wrong. Xiaohua is such a smart child, at the beginning, she could get a perfect score in every exam, why is it like this now?

Under Xiaohua's hard persuasion and frequent summons from the teacher, the couple finally agreed to let Xiaohua drop out of school.

Since she doesn't want to study anymore, she can't force the cow to drink water.

So, since then, on every sunny day, a skinny figure cat can always be seen in the river.

Even if the sun is blazing and the drizzle is like weaving, as long as there is no downpour, she will always appear on time on the spacious river, soak her thin feet in the shallow water, pick up one after another shiny snails, and fill a basket.

When it was time to catch the market, under the telephone pole at the intersection of the market was her second battlefield.

An old-fashioned weighing rod, a basket of snails, and crumpled banknotes synthesize the spring, summer, autumn and winter of small flowers.

In such an ordinary day, Xiaohua can always find warmth and comfort on her sister's smiling face.

She continued to secretly put the money she saved from selling snails in her sister's schoolbag, and secretly saved some for herself, and then waited for a good day when the wind and sun were beautiful, so she caught a few chickens from the town and went home to raise them.

Those chicks are so pretty.

She stared at the chick's leg and thought to herself, when will you grow into a big chicken leg?

The children of the same age in the village are all in school, and the chickens become Xiaohua's friends.

When the chicks grow up, they inevitably have to accept the fate of being slaughtered.

During the Chinese New Year, Dad caught a fat and big chicken and was about to slaughter it, so Xiaohua ran to the river and cried and cried.

However, when she got home, she would still bite the chicken leg in a big bite.

Life should be so plain and happy.

But grandma will always break the dullness of the days from time to time.

When her chickens are lost, her eggs are lost, her money is lost, and even her fancy clothes are blown away by the wind, she will think that Xiaohua has stolen them.

So, on ordinary days, the stick fell on Xiaohua again and again.

She is so thin, so small, where can she withstand such a stick?

This time, Xiaohua finally fell.

And when she fell, the dozens of dollars from the kind uncle that she had been holding tightly in her hand also fell to the ground.

Grandma picked up the money on the ground and slapped Xiaohua two sticks hard before feeling relieved.

"You can't rely on it this time, it's you who stole my money, you little slut, just as cheap as your mother. ”

After a few curses, grandma took the money and left.

Xiaohua lay on the ground weakly, looking at her grandmother in the distance, thinking about her hard-won money, the long-standing despair in her heart spread towards her weak heart and body little by little, and finally swallowed her watery eyes together.

She didn't want to eat, and she couldn't eat.

She didn't want to go to the hospital and felt it was too much of a waste of money.

It's only been a few days since she met her kind uncle today, but her already thin body has been so thin that only a layer of skin remains.

Will there be fairies in the sky? She thought of the gods in the clouds and fog on TV, and asked in her heart, if there were fairies, would they be able to see her?

Can they make Grandma gentle? Just stop beating and scolding her.

Or, can they make her grow up all at once? Then, maybe, maybe, she can do a lot of things that she can't do now.

Such as rebellion!

Resist what?

Rebel against everything!