Chapter 8: Confrontation or Strife (1) (5)
Muqin said, you guys drink, take it easy, don't really get drunk. I need to talk to Zhu'er in the pot house. I know his thoughts.
After that, the xylophone dragged the still weak body and pulled the pillar into the pot house together.
Xylophone sat him down and gave him a bowl of tea. Zhu'er finally stopped crying, but he was still choking and twitching violently, and he couldn't be quiet for a while. It wasn't until the foreign firms drank and ate and staggered out of the courtyard that Zhu'er was relieved of his wine. He leaned softly on the edge of the kang but did not spit out.
Maosheng went into the pot house again, and hurriedly made an egg soup for Zhu'er, forcing him to drink a bowl. let Zhu'er barely eat a piece of steamed bread before he could put his mind at ease.
Xylophone said, I know your thoughts. If you have any hardships and grievances in your heart, just tell your aunt. I'm in charge of you.
Zhu'er choked up and said, it's nothing, I just want to cry in my heart. If you cry, you'll be happy, and you'll be fine.
Xylophone patted Zhu'er on the shoulder and said, "You're telling me a lie." You must be sorrowful, how will you live your life in the future?
Zhu'er began to cry again. Let the bean-sized tears roll down one after another, hanging on the thin cheeks. He didn't wipe it off, he just hung it so wet. Xylophone handed him the towel and asked him to wipe the tears from his face. Zhu'er suddenly grabbed the hand of the xylophone and said in a low voice, Auntie, I miss my father.
Just this sentence, the xylophone nose is sour. Tears flickered in his eyes, shining in the dim kerosene light. Xylophone patted his head lovingly and said, good boy, Auntie knows. Your difficulties, the hardships in your heart, my aunt knows it. You've grown up, and you've got to think about everything. There is still a long way to go, so we must follow our own path. All these people are watching over you and loving you. No one hates you, and no one cares about you.
Zhu'er replied, I know, my aunt has never disliked me. But I can't keep you thinking about it for the rest of your life. I also want to go it alone. It's hard, there's no place to break into. With that, strings of tears rolled down his face.
Xylophone comforted, don't worry. I'll think for you in a few days. Our pillar has been sensible since he was a child, and since he can remember, he has been diligent in his hands and feet, able to bear hardships and stand hard work. There will be no way out. The eldest lady didn't believe it.
Xylophone's words made Zhu'er feel at ease, and even broke his cry and laughed. He embarrassedly wiped the face of the cat that was stained by tears, and said, I believe the words of the eldest mother. If you tell me to do anything, I'll do it. If one day I break my promise, I will not die well.
Xylophone Qidao, why do you talk like this, and you are not allowed to talk like this in the future. If you let me hear it again, I will not obey you.
After asking Jing'er to send Zhu'er away, Xylophone has not been very happy. She was alone and sullen about her thoughts. Mao Sheng beckoned her to go to bed, and she was still sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals in a daze. Mao Sheng was afraid that her illness would happen again, so he hurriedly stepped forward and dragged her to the bed.
By this time, it was late at night.
The mountain village seems to be tired after a day of noisy work, and has long been immersed in the quiet night. With the slight mountain breeze and pine songs, I fell asleep peacefully. In the shock and amazement caused by the foreign bank, the villagers were also exhausted and fell asleep with the mountain village.
Occasionally, a few dogs barked, and a few old man's coughs faintly came out, so that the villagers who had not yet fallen asleep remembered that the sun and moon in the mountains were still turning. There are still so many joys, sorrows, and sorrows entangled with me, and there are so many things that are either happy or anxious waiting for me to deal with. Thinking so, he forced himself to go to sleep quickly, not daring to delay tomorrow's farm work. [End of Chapter]