"Hey, Qiangwa, what's the matter, what's the matter?" Tang Zhinian picked up a piece of wood again to see if this piece of material could be made into a small stool.

"Alas......" Qiangwa suddenly jumped up and slapped her knee again.

"Brother Zhinian, go and take a look, the dung pit at the head of the village has collapsed. ”

"Hey, it's collapsed?" Tang Zhinian was also strange, "Why did it collapse?"

"Yes, it's collapsed," Qiangwa's voice was choked when she said the words collapsed, "Brother Zhinian, go and take a look, I heard that your Zhijun was digging manure at that time!"

With a bang, Tang Zhinian felt that his head was collapsing, and it exploded. He threw down the wood in his hand and ran forward almost as soon as he could.

"Zhijun, Zhijun ......"

He ran and shouted, not knowing how his legs were moving forward.

As soon as he arrived, there was a stench all around, and the air seemed to be full of that smell, and it was all fermenting, and the smell was everywhere, and the pile of manure really collapsed, enough to bury several people in it.

"Zhijun ......" He was about to rush in, and his eyes were red with urgency.

As a result, the people on the side all pulled him up and didn't let him in, and now, there are still a few people still digging there, all of them have very heavy faces, and Tang Zhinian's legs are also weak at this time, and he cries directly.

The two brothers are dependent on each other, after their parents are gone, this younger brother is equal to him single-handedly raised, what kind of life do the two brothers live, others don't know, can they still not know?

That's the bitterness, it's not easy for the two of them to grow up to such an age, and they are both married and started a business, young men in their twenties, this is just leaving, and it's gone, how distressing it is.

"Brother," suddenly, as if someone was calling out to him.

Tang Zhinian squeezed his eyes open, and when he saw the person standing in front of him, his eyeballs almost burst out in a hurry.

"Zhijun?"

"Brother, it's me," Tang Zhijun took Tang Yuxin's little hand, his eyes were red, who said that men can't cry, which of them in the village hasn't cried, their crying is not because they hurt, but because they are really grateful, grateful to God, and can let them continue to live, they can live, they can accompany their relatives, and they can take care of their relatives.

Tang Zhinian hurriedly wiped away his tears, and also got up from the ground, and ran in front of his younger brother in a few steps, touching his arm and then his head.

"Zhijun, are you okay?"

"It's okay," Tang Zhijun cracked his mouth and smiled, and then hugged Tang Yuxin, "Thanks to our Yuxin this time, she saved my life, if she hadn't come to me, maybe I would have really been buried in it." ”

And thinking of the scene at that time, even now he was shocked into a cold sweat.

Not even for a minute, yes, not even for a minute, if it weren't for Tang Yuxin running over suddenly, then the consequence would be that he was really going to be buried in manure, and what would be the result at that time, it would be a dead word.

Tang Zhinian hugged his daughter, and almost strangled Tang Yuxin, but Tang Yuxin still pretended to be ignorant, but in fact, she also held a cold sweat in her clenched little hand.

After returning home, Tang Zhinian began to train his younger brother.