"Sister, whose baby is this?" He Dayong noticed the baby behind his sister.

"Mine. He Xiuxiu turned her head sideways and coaxed the baby and replied softly.

He Dayong was a little puzzled, "Sister, didn't you say that you went to the hospital to have a fetus?

"I went and came back. The baby's crying became louder and louder, He Xiuxiu untied her back towel and held the baby all the time.

"He's hungry, and he's keeping his mouth open. The little hand looked at the child carefully and said to He Xiuxiu.

Zhong Yuemin said: "Dayong, go to the house and bring the milk bottle on the table, Kui Yong go pick up some firewood, make a fire, and go with your little hands to see where there is water, and bring some back." Hurry up and get the baby something to eat, don't go hungry!"

Everyone listened to Zhong Yuemin's words and scattered.

"Brother Yuemin, the pot has been smashed, what kind of boiling water are you using?" The little hand carried the hanging pot from the house and showed Zhong Yuemin the hole in the bottom of the pot.

"These bastards, don't do anything!" Wang Er spat on the ground.

He Xiuxiu glanced at the pot with the bottom in her little hand, her eyes were full of sadness.

Li Kuiyong hugged a bundle of dead branches and leaves and threw them on the ground, "It has been raining for several days, and it is wet everywhere, and I am afraid that it is not easy to light these firewoods." ”

"Wait, I'll come when I go. Wang Er pulled out the firewood knife on his waist and walked down the mountain.

"My good man!" Li Kuiyong looked at Wang Er, who was carrying a firewood knife, and sighed: "I didn't see that such a wilted person actually carried a knife with him." ”

"Everyone in this place carries a knife, and they can use it when they go out to open the road, make fires and chop wood, and defend against people and animals. Zhong Yuemin replied, "It's the same as when we used to go to the street with bricks and car locks." ”

"The folk customs are simple, the folk customs are simple!" Li Kuiyong said to Zhong Yuemin with a smile, "Come here to take a look, we were not bad in northern Shaanxi, at least we don't need to carry knives when we go out." ”

"Other educated youths are not like this, Wang Er is different from others. He Xiuxiu couldn't help but interject when she heard their discussion.

Li Kuiyong was curious: "What's different?"

"When he came, he was not close to any of our educated youth, but he liked to go to the mountains every day, and he was familiar with the old Dai, and often wore the clothes of the old Dai, and later he could speak the Dai language. He Xiuxiu said, "In everyone's eyes, he is a weirdo." It's only now that I know that sometimes weirdos can be good people, and those who usually seem to be sanctimonious may even have a bad conscience. ”

"I'm back. ”

Just as everyone was waiting for He Xiuxiu to recount further, Wang Er came back, and he threw down a large bundle of bamboo leaves from his shoulder, which looked dried and yellow, and then untied two bamboo tubes.

Everyone stared at Wang Er, but he didn't react, rubbed his shoulders to himself, and then took out flint and flint from his pocket, and lit the fire one by one, as if there was no fighting.

"I have matches. The little hand suddenly opened the schoolbag, took out a box of matches, and said to Wang Yong,

Wang Er ignored it, and looked at the flint in his hand.

The little hand was a little anxious, so he simply opened the matchbox and wanted to light the fire by himself, but found that the matches were all damp, and even the red phosphorus on the matchstick had turned into powder.

Miraculously, however, a small flame appeared on the king's second hand, and then a pile of dead bamboo leaves was ignited, and while the fire was strong, he kept adding branches and thick sticks to it.

The bonfire became more and more vigorous, and Wang Er dug two small pits with a firewood knife on the edge of the fire.

Just when everyone was puzzled, he stuck two bamboo tubes in the hole and placed them diagonally in the direction of the fire.

"After a while, the water will boil, and we will be able to have a hot meal, and the children will be able to drink rice noodles. Wang Er looked at He Xiuxiu: "Is there still rice noodles?"

"And a few more. He Xiuxiu took out a small bag from her arms, "I was in a hurry, I only remembered to bring rice noodles, and I forgot the bottle, and the child was hungry and crying." ”

He Dayong, who was holding the bottle, was in a somewhat complicated mood, he looked at the yellowed pacifier and drank the rice noodle soup left in the bottle, and the question in his heart could no longer be asked, only distressed.

He stepped forward and looked at the child in his sister's arms, "Sister, boys and girls?"

"Boy. ”

"How old are you?"

"It's just been a full moon. He Xiuxiu teased the child in her arms and looked at her younger brother, "It looks a little like you, with a high nose and attractive ears." ”

"Really?" He Dayong grinned, "My nephew is like an uncle, and if he looks like me, he will not be bullied in the future." ”

"It took a lot of time on the road, didn't you?" asked He Xiuxiu.

"Yunnan is too far away! It took us more than ten days to get there. However, thanks to Yuemin, Kui Yong and his little hands with me, otherwise I would not have been here. ”

"Is Mom okay at home?"

He Dayong said: "Mom is very good, I just miss you, I talk to you every day, saying that you won't go home to visit relatives for several years." ”

He Xiuxiu burst into tears in an instant, "I miss her too, in fact, I have long wanted to go back, but ······ But it's all to blame for not being angry, I really don't have the face to go back to see her. ”

He Dayong saw his sister so sad and depressed, he couldn't help asking, "Sister, who is the child's father?"

He Xiuxiu just cried, shook her head vigorously and didn't speak.

"Sister, you say!" He Dayong was a little excited, he raised his voice: "This bastard bullied you, but left you and the child alone, everyone bullied, let me know who it is, I won't kill him alive!"

"Don't ask, she won't tell if you ask. Wang Er interjected, "If she says it, she won't hide in this place." ”

"That sister, what you said in the letter that you were bullied by a cadre is true or false?" He Dayong stared at his sister, hoping that she could give him an answer.

"Fake. He Xiuxiu was full of guilt, "I was about to give birth, but I didn't have a penny on me, and I couldn't go back to the farm, so I had to write to you." Dayong, I really have no choice but to make up lies to lie to you. ”

"Sister, even if you tell me the truth, I won't blame you. He Dayong's eyes also overflowed with tears, "Since I was a child, you have let me and protected me, and even came to Yunnan for me, now that you are in trouble, I can't look at anything!"

He Dayong said again: "Sister, you come home with me, I won't ask who your child's father is, let's take the child back to Beijing, live a good life, and don't suffer in this place!"

"Dayong, I appreciate your kindness, but I can't go back. He Xiuxiu shook her head stubbornly.

"Why?"

"No need to ask why. Wang Er said: "Now that she has returned to Beijing, she is a black household, and the relationship between grain and oil cannot be turned back, and even eating is a problem." And then there's a kid. ”

"Sister, are you doing this?" He Dayong asked He Xiuxiu.

He Xiuxiu didn't say yes or no.

"Sister, I can earn money now, I can support you and the child!" He Dayong rushed to Zhong Yuemin's side and took out a handful of money from his schoolbag, "Sister, look, I earned all this money, that is, I earned it in the past two or three months, and I can earn a lot in the future, and I will definitely not let you and your children starve!"

He Dayong almost cried, "Sister, I beg you, go back with me!"

Although He Xiuxiu was a little surprised that He Dayong took out so much money, she still refused to let go, she really didn't want to be a burden to her younger brother.

Zhong Yuemin persuaded: "Sister Xiuxiu, all this money is earned by Dayong, and you can earn a lot in the future, you should go back with us, otherwise you are here alone, and everyone is really not at ease." ”

"Yes, Sister Xiuxiu, this place is so desolate, I can't stay as a big man, let alone you. ”

He Xiuxiu didn't refute, but she didn't agree either.

Xiaoshou said: "Sister Xiuxiu, you still have to think about the child, there is nothing in this place, and it is difficult to boil rice noodles for the child, let alone if the child is sick and wants to see a doctor to buy medicine." ”

Xiaoshou's mind is delicate, and she knows that a mother's most important concern must be her own children.

Sure enough, He Xiuxiu hesitated, she looked at He Dayong, "Mom, will you accept this child?"

He Xiuxiu's tone was weak and lacked confidence, but there was expectation in her eyes.

"Sister, no, Mom will definitely like this child, as long as you can be safe, Mom will definitely be happier than anyone else. He Dayong kept persuading He Xiuxiu and tried his best to dispel the scruples in his heart.

Just when He Xiuxiu was hesitating, the child in her arms suddenly cried loudly, her face was flushed, and she kept tilting her neck back with her mouth open.

He Dayong was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

"Hungry. He Xiuxiu coaxed the child, "Oh oh oh~", and explained to He Dayong: "The nutrition can't keep up, there is no milk for him to drink, he was really hungry before, so he asked the fellow for some milk, and after such a long time, he was also hungry." ”

He Dayong was a little at a loss, and turned his head to look at the bonfire, "That'······ Is the water boiling?"

"Almost. Wang Er lifted the lid on the bamboo tube, "The water can be used to make rice noodles." ”

The little hand hurriedly took the milk bottle in He Dayong's hand, untied the kettle on his shoulder, poured some cold white water into it, and then mixed some hot water in the bamboo tube, tried the water temperature, and felt that the heat and cold were appropriate, so he soaked the rice noodles brought by He Xiuxiu.

He Xiuxiu saw that he was skillful and said, "Brother, do you often take care of children at home?"

"Sister Xiuxiu, just call me little hands. Little Hand replied while stirring the milk powder: "I grew up in an orphanage, where the children have no father or mother, and there are not enough nurses, and the older children take care of the younger children. ”

He Xiuxiu didn't expect her to get such an answer, and she felt that she had exposed someone else's scars, and she was suddenly a little embarrassed.

The little hand fed the child rice noodles, noticed He Xiuxiu's emotional changes, and pretended to be relaxed: "Actually, it's nothing, although I have suffered a lot, but I have grown up anyway." It's just that I suddenly saw this child, and I don't know why I told you so much, maybe I just want you to let the child suffer less. ”

He Xiuxiu was very touched when she heard this, and she cast an inquiring glance at Wang Er, this action was extremely natural, as if it was a habit that she had done countless times.

"Xiuxiu, either take the child back, the environment here is too bad, it's not good for the child. Wang Er, who was a little negative before, spoke up at this time to persuade.

"Will the farm let me go?" asked He Xiuxiu.

Wang Er said: "Battalion Commander Fang, they have all been here in the morning, and this can be regarded as tearing their faces." Next time, you may not even have a place to escape. If you don't go, you can't go. ”

"Sister, let's go directly, leave them alone, we don't want food and oil, they can't survive us." He Dayong interjected.

"No, you can't go directly!" He Xiuxiu shook her head stubbornly, "If I want to go, I will also go openly, I was not afraid of them before, and I will not be afraid of them now!"

"You're still so stubborn!" Wang Er smiled bitterly.

The conversation between the two people leaves the others confused, not knowing the cause and effect of what they are saying.

"Alas, it's broken, it's broken!"

Without waiting for Zhong Yuemin and the others to ask, Wang Er suddenly shouted and threw himself at another bamboo tube by the bonfire.

"The rice is almost mushy!" he opened the bamboo tube, and the smell of rice overflowed, and the stomachs of several people standing next to him suddenly gurgled in their stomachs.

"Why are you so hungry all of a sudden?" Li Kuiyong touched his stomach and swallowed saliva as he looked at the bamboo rice in Wang's second-hand hand.

"There's bacon in this rice!" the little hand sniffed the scent in the air and suddenly became excited.

He Dayong stared at the bamboo rice and said, "It seems to be a little little, this bit of rice is not enough to stuff your teeth!"

"Then let's pad it first, and we'll go down the mountain after eating." Zhong Yuemin said as he took out the lunch box in his schoolbag, he was also hungry and panicked.

"Wang Er's skill in making bamboo tube rice is a must on our farm, and ordinary people can't easily eat it!" He Xiuxiu said: "Let's eat first, and then go down the mountain to see what they do with me!"

He Xiuxiu agreed to go down the mountain, which made He Dayong feel good, and instantly became the main force of eating, and he attacked the bamboo tube again and again, and it seemed that the rice in one bamboo tube was not enough for him to eat.

Driven by him, everyone entered the mode of grabbing rice, and in the end, it was Wang Er himself who ate the least.

It's not that he wasn't hungry, but he underestimated the combat effectiveness and cheekiness of these fellows who had just come from Beijing to eat.

Wang Er looked at He Dayong, who was still licking the bamboo tube, and estimated in his heart that this group of people might be a little thicker than the bamboo tube.

"Wang Er, have you eaten enough?" Li Kuiyong asked as he shaved his teeth with a grass branch and looked at Wang Er.

Wang Er thought that this guy was not bad, and he knew that he cared about whether he was full of cooking, "It's okay, I ate a lot in the morning, and now I can bear it if I eat less." ”

"Then what's the matter, let's eat a little too much, you don't want to cook a bucket of rice anymore, you eat first, if it's more, let me share a little bit for you!" Li Kuiyong's expression was eager, and he looked like he was thinking about Wang Er.

When Wang Er heard this, he snorted, this guy is not a good bird, and he said a lot of flattering words, just to let him cook another bucket of rice and let him eat it.

"No rice, no meat, no bamboo tubes, I want to eat myself!" Wang Er threw the firewood knife on his waist to the ground.

"That's it. Li Kuiyong didn't want to do this kind of coolie, "Let's eat and withdraw early." ”

Zhong Yuemin said: "The person has also been found, let's go back quickly, otherwise it will be dark." ”