Zhen Zhenhai thought of when he married Zhang Xiaofeng, the little woman with a peach face and apricot cheeks stared at him with big round eyes like his daughter and asked, "You will protect me in the future, right?"

He didn't remember how he replied at the time, but the answer must have been yes, and he remembered that the little woman's blushing face was like a hibiscus blooming in a drunken spring breeze.

The hearty woman bent her spine again and again in the unreasonable troubles of his mother, drooped her eyebrows, became obedient and cold, but lost her freshness. What was he doing at that time, he was thinking about who he would save first if both women fell into the river, and he thought about it so long that he was disappointed again and again, drowning all the enthusiasm of the little woman.

Until both children are complete, his life is like a dead lake, his mother and the little woman rarely quarrel anymore, the little woman rarely argues about what to discern, she no longer craves anyone's protection, and is accustomed to the kind of oppressive and lifeless life, she is like the falling snow in the sky, far away and cold, and no longer let him come near.

After the daughter was seriously ill, the little woman and the mother had a quarrel, he had not seen her like this for a long time, looking alive and vivid, she was determined to save her daughter, when she went out to borrow money, the mother picked up the eldest brother, and threw the daughter who still had a breath into the grave, what was he doing at that time? The mother said, a loss of money, it would be good to have another one if there is no more, maybe he also thought so, did he take a good look at his daughter's eyebrows like him, did he take a good look at his daughter's round eyes like a little woman. He just watched, the little man twitching his nose and breathing, and he watched, the thin little figure caught under the big brother's arm and slowly moved away...... When the little woman came back, she learned that her daughter was thrown out, and her three sons dragged her clothes and feet, and her desperate heart did not completely collapse because of the existence of several children. That home only made her feel cold to the bone, so she was determined to leave,

After the separation, the little woman shook off his hand, refused to be accompanied by everyone, and alone, went to the mass grave at night to pay tribute to her daughter, and the little woman no longer needed his company, so she pushed him away with a resolute face. She went like ashes, and he thought the little woman would disappear into the wind and never return.

He waited with his eyes open and waited until the little woman had come back from the mountain and was lying down beside him again, and he could feel the cold warmth, and he was relieved that she had not gone away.

When the daughter with the big round eyes appeared in front of him, when the same eyebrow as him was raised, he could see very clearly, not the lifeless eyebrow, not the pair of eyes that hid cowardice and suppleness. He lowered his eyes only because of the joy of the little woman. Just like the wasteland after the fire erupted into new green, the little woman was like a new life, so intense, so vivid, he had silently promised himself that this time I would protect you well.

When the bright red blood left on the forehead of the youngest son, it burned his eyes and trembled his heart, but it could not withstand his mother's death. I'm sorry, he lost his words again.

In that evening, the little woman took the child's little hand and left his world step by step, resolute and determined, taking away all his hopes and emptying all his life, and he lost all his poverty.

After that, his life was like a land that had been ravaged by a torrential rain, and it was a mess.

Listening to the laughter in the house, Zhen Zhenhai slowly turned around and left, not disturbing is the best blessing.

"Dad" The three sons appeared at the door, and only Zhen Dabao shouted Dad.

Zhen Zhenhai tried hard to pull out a smile, Zhen Dabao looked at his father's face that was more ugly than crying, and said, "Dad, do you have a toothache?"

"Daddy's fine. Zhen Zhenhai looked at the two eldest sons, thinking of them crying that night and asked him, "Dad, don't you want us anymore?"

The old lady cried and grabbed the ground, forcing him to turn away from the disappointed eyes of the two children. The two children ran out of Zhen's house crying.

Zhen Zhenhai wanted to reach out and hug his two sons to explain what happened that day, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, the two sons took a step back together, with alienation and hatred in their eyes.

Zhen Zhenhai lowered his head and touched his youngest son's head, "I have to listen to my mother and sister in the future, do you know?"

Zhen Dabao tilted his head and looked at his father and said, "I've always been very obedient."

Zhen Zhenhai choked up and said, "Yes, Dabao has always been the most obedient", and he hugged his youngest son tightly in his arms.

Dahe opened his mouth and said, "Brother, we are going to dinner, my mother will not find you in a while, so I should be in a hurry." ”

Zhen Dabao pushed his father away and ran to his brother in a hurry, and the three children all turned around and walked towards the house. After walking a few steps, Zhen Dabao turned back with a smile and asked, "Dad, do you want to come to my house for dinner?"

Zhen Zhenhai has a big hole in his heart, which is directly filled with cold air. "Dad won't go, you can go quickly, don't let your mother wait in a hurry. "Even the children know that that home no longer belongs to his father.

Zhen Zhenhai looked at his three sons, as if he wanted to imprint them in his heart.

After that, he dragged his heavy steps back to the Zhen family's old house, where the old lady was quarreling with Liu Qiaoer.

After Zhen Zhenhai left, the old lady asked him to go to the upper room to eat, just to combine the grain in the upper room with the food in the second room, so that he could squeeze out the rations of the third room.

Zhen Zhenhai is left alone in the second room, and the food of the two families together should be enough for these people to eat, but when the grain is distributed, the old lady squeezes the second room, and the food in the second room is less, and her own food is subsidized for her daughter, so the food is a little insufficient.

Liu Qiaoer and her two daughters are used to eating fine grains in the town, and after returning to the village, they are also reserved, only picking up fine grains to eat, one meal or two, the old lady sees the name, and she doesn't want to get used to Liu Qiaoer's problem.

"Mother, you are really ruthless, let us cook by ourselves, just give us a little food, who are you going to starve to death?" Liu Qiao'er lived alone in the town, and there was no such old lady in her eyes at all.

"Don't eat separately, let me, an old immortal, serve you every day? I've been back for a few days, and I still hide in the house every day to pretend to be a daughter? Your two daughters don't even know how to embroider, and they incubate eggs in the house every day? They don't even help me make a fire, and a pair of money-losing goods have blinded me all these years of dry rice. Also, if you want more food, you also have to have that face, just this bite is still saved from between my old lady's teeth, you are a big boy and you don't earn for this family. ”