Looking up, the roof was made of thatch, as if it had been some time, many places had turned black and rotted, and some had been swept away by the wind, and the sun was dappled from the roof.

The room was very small, separated by wooden boards, and through the cracks in the wooden boards, you could vaguely see the slow green smoke coming from outside. A patched rag is the door, and the rag seems to have served as a sheet.

Smoke came in through the crack in the door, choking Bai Muzhen and coughing. After relieving herself, she realized that she had been living in this dilapidated thatched house for three days, and with the memory of the deity, it was three years.

Oh, with the memory of the deity, things seem to be more fun.

Hearing Mu Zhen's cough, an eager and excited shout came from outside: "Mother, are you awake?" Dad went to get a doctor for you. ”

Then there was the sound of hurried footsteps, and in a moment a little boy rushed in from outside, but stopped a few steps from the bed.

Timidly looked at Mu Zhen on the bed, and whispered, "Mother, are you awake?" Is there anything wrong with it? Daddy will be back soon. ”

Seeing Xiao Baozi's cautious expression, Mu Zhen couldn't help but feel pain in her heart.

In the past two years, the deity has had a very bad attitude towards Xiao Baozi and his father. After being angry and beaten by the Song couple, they will definitely find it back in Xiao Baozi and He Laosan.

The premature child was very weak from birth, but she never took care of it. If it weren't for the third child's careful care of the child, this child would have been gone long ago.

In the past two years, the deity has been too bad to the children, except for He Laosan, Xiao Baozi can't find any warmth in others.

But He Laosan, with the three days of getting along in his memory, Mu Zhen found that he was an honest, loyal and filial person. Extremely obedient to his parents, so it should be that the Song family doesn't like Xiaobaozi, and he can't take care of it much, otherwise, the child will not grow up eating hundreds of meals.

Thinking of this, Mu Zhen's eyes were astringent, although her changes in the past three days have made Xiao Baozi a lot closer to her, but with the memories of those three years, Xiao Baozi is still very afraid of her.

smiled at the little boy and said, "Baobao, come to your mother, your mother is fine, don't worry." ”

After my mother woke up from the last injury, she was very gentle with him, often talked to him, gently called him a small bun or bag, and would not beat and scold him, he really wanted his mother to treat him like this all the time.

Seeing that Mu Zhen finally smiled at him, he slowly walked to the bed, held Mu Zhen's hand tightly, and cried and said: "Bao Bao thought that my mother didn't want me anymore, and when Bao Bao came back this morning, I saw my mother lying on the ground. Mother, the bag must be obedient in the future, don't make noise with the mother, if the mother doesn't want to see the bag, the bag will stay away, don't go, don't leave the bag. ”

Looking at such a small but well-behaved child, Mu Zhen was distressed and relieved.

Raised his hand and gently touched his son's head, and said slowly: "Mother will not drop the bag, and your father, we are a family, no matter where we go, the three of us will be together, my mother will protect the bag with my father, my mother promises." ”

After getting Mu Zhen's promise, Xiao Baozi relieved his heart and asked obediently: "Mother, are you hungry?" ”

The sensibility of the little bun warmed Mu Zhen's heart, how could she not be hungry! In the days she has been here, she has never had enough. If it weren't for the stomachache of hunger, she wouldn't have woken up from that dream mirror so soon.

But she won't let Xiao Baozi know about this. The more the two get along, the more distressed she becomes, the more she likes this child, and she begins to accept the identity of his mother, so she will do her best to protect him.

"My mother is not hungry, but my mother is thirsty, can I pour a bowl of water for my mother to drink?"

I was hungry and had a stomachache just now, so I still drank some water to satisfy my hunger, but I didn't have the strength to do it, so I could only ask my son to help.

Xiao Baozi listened to Mu Zhen's words, and immediately ran outside, set up a small stool, scooped a bowl of water in the pot, and then carefully took the water to feed Mu Zhen.

Looking at Xiao Baozi's busy figure, Mu Zhen squinted her eyes slightly. With the memory of the deity, Mu Zhen knew that the family in the upper room really couldn't get used to their family of three.

Usually no matter who is in the family, whenever they see the three of them, they will either beat or scold. In the memory of the deity, He Laosan's family of three and the Song family rarely appeared on the same occasion.

Therefore, this allowed He Laosan to have a kitchen in this small thatched house, give them a fixed ration every month, and let them cook in this small thatched house by themselves.

It is also strange to say that the Song couple have three sons and two daughters, and He Laosan is the third. But whether it is two sons or two daughters, they all have proper names, but his name for the cheap husband and bun is very simple.

Lao Tzu is called the third and third by everyone all day long, and the son is called the third baby, so as to distinguish it.

In the memory of the deity, Mu Zhen found that He Mingzhong's family was definitely among the top few in this Pingyao Village.

The eldest He Fulai married the daughter of Xiucai in the neighboring village, in this era, Xiucai is even poor, but in these ten miles and eight towns, he can be regarded as a person with status.

The second He Fuzhu is a daughter who is married to a pig killer in Shanghe Town, that is, a butcher. Although the profession is not good, the oil and water are quite rich.

Besides, this pig killer also loves his sister-in-law, and when he comes back for the New Year's holidays, he mentions more than a dozen catties of pork.

The third child is her cheap husband. Because of that incident, the deity hated He Laosan very much. usually speaks ill of him, and she used to be the eldest lady with her eyes above the top, so she naturally looks down on the people in this village.

Therefore, the understanding of He Laosan, the deity only knows that he used to be his brother's scholar, and he doesn't know anything about how he is with others, what his personality is, and why the Song couple don't like him.

Of course, in addition to the deity's hatred of He Laosan, it is also because He Laosan is silent and does not like to speak.

He Laosan is a working machine, and he is rarely at home. As soon as they came back, the two fell asleep again, basically zero communication.

Therefore, there is really not much useful information in my mind about this cheap and fair understanding.

The fourth He Fulin, that is the treasure of the Song family, and the person with the highest status in the family, he is only sixteen years old, and he won the show in the spring of this year, and he should be the youngest show talent in the ten miles and eight towns.

The status of the He family is naturally a rising tide. No, he got married not long ago, and he married the daughter of a big landlord in Shanghe Town.

Although everyone in the village knows that this daughter was born to the third aunt, everyone also knows that the third aunt is also the most favored by the big landlords.

Therefore, with this relationship, He Fulin's identity is not only high in this family, but even in the entire Shanghe Town, whoever mentions him will say, "That is Master Zhao's most favored son-in-law." ”

There is also a fifth child, He Fucui, who is also a daughter. The ancients favored sons over women, and that's true. But the Song family saw that the life of the eldest daughter was so prosperous and so filial, and he was not far behind the second daughter.

Therefore, on the whole, it is still his own family, no, it is his own family, and he family is the most disadvantaged.

Alas, I feel a headache when I think about it, and this situation is more than a little sad.