Sending away the heartbroken little girl who was still crying and useless to persuade her, Wang Yong stood in the courtyard as if she had no soul, staring at the sky without focus with her eyes wide open, trying not to let her tears fall.

Old Lady Ye patted her eldest grandson's shoulder with red circles in her eyes, and said something that seemed to be comforting but brought out an indescribable bitter taste.

"It's okay now, when your uncle was born, he was almost not given to his fellow villagers to raise. Compared to us, it's so much better now! ”

"Alas!"

With a long sigh, the old lady returned to the house with a thick memory and sadness in her eyes, leaving Wang Yong herself in the courtyard thinking about a series of whys?

Why is everyone so rich now, and they are still busy making money? Why should you be so busy that even taking care of your children and playing with your own children for a while will be regarded as a luxury by your children?

Is it the money or the children that are important? Is this the selfishness of human nature?

Maybe no one has thought about this question at all, or maybe they take it for granted that making money is important. Nowadays, many people in society simply think that if they have money, they will tell anyone very reasonably: Why are we working so hard?

Yes! What is it for? For the sake of the distant home, is it already gray-haired and old? Or is it for a toddler who has just learned to walk, and even his parents say he is stumbling? Or is it all just an excuse to cover up some selfishness?

That night, the company of Niuniu's parents who wanted to change vegetables was regarded as an interesting story and spread throughout the village between everyone's small talk. Between talking and laughing, no one takes it seriously, and everyone is used to this kind of thing.

In order to make more money, who is not like this? What are children afraid of when they are wronged? Besides. Isn't there still an old man in the family watching? When is the time to be free, take the child to play for two days and compensate him?

But Wang Yong doesn't think so!

So, the next day, Wang Yong skipped class again!

For the first time in a rare way, the Wangjiazhuang Villager Activity Center closed its doors and forbade anyone to enter for no reason.

When all the dissatisfied villagers wanted to make a few noises, the janitor Liu Jie just told him: This was ordered by the old secretary and Wang Yong. I don't know what they're studying in there!

After hearing her say this, no one said anything more.

At noon that day, Wang Yong did not come out to go home for dinner, which disappointed many people who were waiting for this opportunity to take the opportunity to go inside and see what he was busy with.

When the morning star rose in the sky, the darkness had gradually descended on the world, and some families had already lit up their homes, the door of the villagers' activity center, which had been closed for a day, finally opened.

Lao Zhao, Liu Tiesheng in the village has just married his daughter-in-law for less than a month, and graduated from the Provincial Normal University with a major in painting. Luo Yulian, who is now teaching art in the township, as well as Uncle Wang Yong, who has the best handwriting in the village, and Wang Qing, who is the director of the township credit cooperative, have all come out.

"Old secretary, what are you doing?"

"Niece and daughter-in-law, are you painting some propaganda posters in it?"

"I said, Director Wang, why did you invite you too? Or do you have to say that our old secretary has a big face? ”

"Nonsense, you don't look at it, if there was no strong recommendation from the old secretary. Can there be him today? ”

The last one to come out was Wang Yong, with an expressionless face. Slouch. The others all had the same expressions, and they didn't answer any of the villagers' questions and discussions, and when they came out, they all walked away and went home.

All the villagers present were stunned! What is the rhythm of this? What's going on? Isn't that right? Is something big going on? Subconsciously, everyone looked at the courtyard of the villager activity center.

Through the open gate, in the huge light of a hundred-watt bulb in the courtyard, one could clearly see that there was one more thing in the courtyard.

"Huh? Is it really a propaganda poster? ”

"Nonsense! The old lady told you earlier. You still don't believe it. Would you believe that? ”

Niuniu's mother tilted her head and glared at her husband with a smug face, her eyes full of pride. Hmph, what else are you talking about this time? Such a big painting is painted there, as long as the eyes are not blind, you can see clearly!

"Huh?"

A good-eyed young man seemed to see the contents of the propaganda poster painted on the east wall. He couldn't help but scream, and then ignored the surprised eyes of the people around him, and strode into the courtyard in a hurry.

The others, you look at me, I look at you, and in an instant I came to my senses, and you pushed me and followed me into the large courtyard of the villagers' activity center, gathered in front of the propaganda poster that was obviously just made, and carefully looked at the words and pictures on it!

Looking at your sleeping face, with clear tears in the corners of your eyes, I felt a deep sense of guilt in my heart. I'm sorry kid, I don't think I love you enough, at least not as much as you love me!

Underneath the text is a picture of a child hiding in fear, the floor is littered with messy toys, and a figure is spewing flames from his mouth, saying something to the child.

When I'm in a bad mood, I'll lose my temper with you and even avoid you.

And when you're in a bad mood, I stop you from losing your temper with me and criticize you loudly.

And you, not only don't hate me, but you also try to please me.

I don't think I love you enough, at least not as much as you love me.

Below is another stick figure, of a child following a woman sitting on a couch with a flattering face.

When I'm tired, I want to be alone for a while, and you won't be allowed to disturb me.

And when you're tired, I still want you to be able to fall asleep on your own, ignoring your fear of the dark. Even if you were reluctant, you did it, but you didn't listen to the fluttering eyelashes in your sleep silently, how you want to throw yourself into my arms!

I don't think I love you enough, at least not as much as you love me.

Immediately afterwards, a female figure appears in the frame, shouting something in front of a frightened child who bows his head and wipes his tears.

I always like to point fingers at you, and once you can't do what I ask, I will reprimand you loudly, and I also call it criticism and education.

And not only did you not dare to point fingers at me. He also tried to hold back the tears in the corners of his eyes, restraining his fear to please me.

I don't think I love you enough, at least not as much as you love me.

In this painting, a little girl stomps on a stool, cross-legged and kisses a father holding a giant teddy bear toy, her face full of joy and happiness.

I always like to use coaxing. Intimidation gets you to do something, and you still trust me.

How many times have I heard you say "I ignore you", and your heart has never left me, not even your sight.

How many times have I pushed you away from my side, and you still clinged to my thighs, looking at me with pitiful eyes.

I don't think I love you enough, at least not as much as you love me.

In the next picture, a child is holding a spoon in his hand, trying to pretend to be delicious and eating in a big mouthful. It's just that he betrayed him by secretly looking at his mother's eyes.

Sometimes, I don't eat if I don't want to, or I try to change the taste.

There are times when you don't want to eat, but I told you to eat. Although you are very reluctant, you still obediently eat one bite after another.

I don't think I love you enough, at least not as much as you love me.

In the last picture, a little girl stretches out her hands to look at her mother who is sitting on the sofa and is watching TV with relish, and keeps shouting: Mom. Mom, I want to hug!

I'm always busy. Either busy with housework or busy with work. When I'm free, I can't help but pick up the remote control, but I ignore that I should actually hug you and tell you a good story.

But you don't get tired of coming to me over and over again. Even willing to watch TV series with me that you don't understand, as long as you are in my arms, you are very satisfied!

I don't think I love you enough, at least not as much as you love me!

It's over, it's gone!

But. All the villagers who watched these pictures and words set off a monstrous wave in their hearts, and everyone couldn't help but start reflecting on their past.

For a moment the whole world was silent, only more and more stars in the sky blinked and watched all this intently, but it was the same silence.

I don't know how long later, Niuniu's mother was the first to wipe her tears, choked up and ran out.

Immediately afterwards, all the young parents in the courtyard hurriedly left with various expressions, leaving only a group of old people who glanced at each other and showed a smile of relief.

On this day, there was a lot of laughter from the children in Wangjiazhuang than usual, many children were holding their father with their left hand and their mother with their right hand, bouncing around in the village, their little faces full of happy expressions.

And Wang Yong, the initiator, lowered his head at this time, standing in his house with a sad face, listening to his mother's sentence after sentence, and sighing in his heart that he had been a good student for so long was in vain.

"If you have something, you have something, why don't you ask for leave? Not to mention asking Gao Gui to help you take a leave note, at least you should call the school yourself, right? It's not like you don't have your school's phone? Don't try to lie to me, I already knew, that number was stored in your phone by your principal himself. ”

"It's okay if you don't tell the school, you won't even tell me! What are you doing here? Is it a rebellion? ”

"Do you think that when you go to junior high school, you have grown up, your wings are stiff, and you don't look at your mother anymore? Think your mother and I can't compare to you, the famous little god of wealth, in any place, and look down on your mother and me? ”

The more my mother talked, the more she said, the more her eyes became redder, and Wang Liang, who was so frightened that Wang Liang, who originally wanted to see the excitement, jumped off the kang with a swish, pulled his shoes and ran out.

Within a minute, he pulled Mrs. Ye, who came over in a hurry, into the house. This rescue came in time, just like hot water met by snow, which melted in an instant.

"Mom, why are you here?"

"Humph! If I don't come, how long will you have to wronged my eldest grandson? The old lady didn't give her a good face at all, she glared at Tian Xiuhua with her face, turned around and hugged Wang Yong in her arms and comforted her.

"Go to the village activity center by yourself and see what my eldest grandson has done all day today? Really, the teachers at school are too, how can they sue their parents without knowing anything? Look at the people who wronged my eldest grandson, I really want to find them to theorize well, do they know how to educate their children? ”

If the old lady's thoughts are known to the teacher who was lying down and was shot, I don't know what kind of mood it will be? Anyway, Wang Yong is in a happy mood at this time! I couldn't help but admire myself for the wise decision to encourage my grandmother to come to live in my village. (To be continued......)

PS: Originally, this chapter was supposed to be the second update last night, but the house suddenly rushed to a burst of loneliness for no reason, and I had no intention of doing anything, so I simply borrowed wine to relieve my worries!

How could you ever want to drink into your bowels and turn into lovesick tears!

Really drunk!