Such as flowers

Like the dexterity of peanuts, a pair of eyes that reveal spirituality. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info She has been in the rain and rain in her life.

At the age of sixteen, she entered the Hakka family and became a child daughter-in-law. It didn't take long for them to get married. As early as under the arrangement of the owner, Ruhua got married. It's a pity that her husband, who avoided herself, passed away within a few days. If the flower becomes a ring that can't go, live the same. During the illness of the young owner. Ruhua and the son of the permanent worker got along. In this way, her husband went, but Ruhua became pregnant. At this time, half of the family was in extreme sadness, and half was in the excitement of having a child. In the mist of smoke and rain, a baby that should not have been born was born.

That night, the rain hit the windowsill and the weeping baby cried desperately. seems to be crying about the injustice of this world, the Hakka family is busy, and they are all in Qingxing The birth of such a child gave his family a breath of incense. There are follow-up people. However, the Hakka people did not give her much good treatment because of this. Instead, it was handed over to the wet nurse at the end of the child's full moon, so to speak, it was only three days, and the milk had not come down, and the long-term worker was forced to ask for money, again and again. And how can the life of this child be said? Hakka will be rich and rich, and an inferior person does not know how long to stay. After a long time, as the saying goes, there is no impermeable wall, and as soon as everyone spread, it reached the ears of the old woman.

The old woman was on fire, took out the family law, and waited in the lobby to kneel and enter the high threshold. Holding the family law step by step, kowtow to the old woman's side. The family beat her with a wattle. She had no wishes, who called her poor. Fatherless and motherless deviated to the Hakka. My husband died, and I met such a man again.

The long-term worker was driven away, and he was beaten out of the house. Not even a dog.

Ruhua was sent to the farthest construction site to farm, burn fires, and ....... Never be able to see your child.

More than ten years have passed in a flash. The child grew up, just like the long-term worker. Come to this remote place and see flowers. Ruhua is already old, much older. Long-term workers begging to come to this place, and the family met unexpectedly. When the chief worker knew that it was his own son, he went up to him and asked for money. I also said that you are my son. Boy, there will recognize him. Someone beat the long-term worker and drove him away. The long worker lay by the straw pile, hungry and thirsty. Kindly like a flower, he brought him food and water. He devoured it and didn't recognize Ruhua at all. Ruhua turned around and walked a few steps, he recognized Ruhua like crazy. Desperately shouting the name of the flower.

"Like a flower, like a flower, like a flower save me—" He flashed a glimmer of hope in his despair, and then. Disappointed and alarmed. He still hasn't changed, and I don't know how I've spent all these years.

Poor Ruhua took him home.

The old long-term worker went back to Hakka and went to the little boy's house to ask for money. The little boy angrily asked people to smash the Ruhua family into a mess. This little boy may have been uncared for since he was a child, so he doesn't have a good reputation on the street. Causing trouble everywhere, many people hate him. The family lost a lot of money, and the old lady died and the person who supported her was gone, and the little uncle asked someone to drive the little boy away. In this way, the little male was exiled to the streets. No one gave the little boy food. Ruhua was very distressed when she saw it. Such a son, such a son. So, she filled half a bowl of water for the little boy to drink. At this time, the little boy was a little moved. "You don't hate me when I did this to you before? Why are you still so good to me? Ruhua didn't speak, just old tears. Looking at his son who is not even as good as a dog, Lao Changgong seems to feel something? His life is not like a person, and he is not even anything. In an instant, he seemed to see his own life, he failed such a woman who loved him, he mistook his own children, and he ruined a home that should have been happy. He could have given a feeling of luck like a man. And now, they have nothing. Bodhisattva, please give me another chance! Can I still do it? Can you build a home? It is ...... atonement.

The old long-term worker opened a piece of land on the back hill and raised poultry like flowers. The days are a little better. The disobedient son was gambling outside again, and was chased to the door to ask for money. The old long-term worker should be unwell and tired and collapsed in the back mountain. was forced to die by a debt. The son, who couldn't afford to pay back the money, was paralyzed. The long-term worker is gone. The son was paralyzed. Like a flower, another person faces such a life. She cultivated the land herself. Serving his son who was lying on the bed.

She's — very old — very old —

She is like a flower in this life, and she withers before it blooms. The petals of the flowers fell on the ground on the rainy night, leaving only a sigh in the rainy night——。