"Godmother, hurry up, Mangkui is leaving." The swallow shouted.

The seventh old lady was walking into the house with a poached egg, and quickly put down the bowl to chase Mangkui.

The seventh old lady is old, where can she catch up with Mangkui. Early in the morning, there was no one on the road, and no one could be found to help.

This damn turtle son! The seventh old lady was so angry that her heart was about to jump out.

The seventh old lady kept chasing Mang Kui to Sister Wang's mahjong parlor.

Second Brother Liao got up early in the morning to clean the venue and prepare to open the door for business.

"Catch him, Second Brother Liao, help me catch Mangkui!" The seventh old lady shouted repeatedly.

Second Brother Liao didn't know what was going on, and when he saw that the seventh old lady was chasing after him, he felt that it must be Mang Kui's braincase that didn't do anything good, so he grabbed Mang Kui.

"You let go, if you don't let go, I'll find the thugs on the street to clean you up." Mang Kui viciously threatened Second Brother Liao.

"You doll, dare to fight with Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will clean you up first." Second Brother Liao is a repairman in the factory, and he has a lot of strength. With a leg block, he stretched out his hand and pushed it, and he put Mang Kui to the ground.

The seventh old lady ran up panting and told Second Brother Liao what had happened.

"It's a fucking shitty braincase. Your mother also gave birth to you like this, if your mother didn't take off her pants, your doll would have suffocated to death. Hurry up and go back with your godmother, if you dare to take a step out of the car mountain, Lao Tzu will break your doll's foot pole. Second Brother Liao said to Mang Kui with a shovel ready to pick up the garbage.

"Hmph, Second Brother Liao, you wait until you get up, see if I don't find someone to clean you up."

Mang Kui was dragged home by the Seventh Old Lady.

Yanzi originally thought that with her son Xiaokun, Mang Kui would no longer be muddy, and he would no longer play with children's tempers at every turn. Who knows, this kid can't change the **** of a dog, and he is even more serious about Yanzi and Xiaokun.

The two worked in the mountains, and the children were placed in bamboo baskets. The child was hungry and crying, Yanzi wanted to feed Xiaokun, but Mang Kui said that she would do nothing, and she had to carry the child home to be able to breastfeed.

When the child is hungry, where can he care about the quarrels of the adults, and only cares about crying. Yanzi felt sorry for the child, picked up his clothes, and stuffed the **** into the child's mouth.

The child stopped crying while sucking milk, but Mang Kui began to play tricks.

"You dead mother-in-law, this clear day, you just lift your stomach and show ****, you are really shameless. You're afraid that people coming and going won't be able to see, aren't you? You little prostitute, do you want to seduce wild men? ”

"You dead ghost son, this child is crying, are you his own son? Besides, where else is there here besides your turtle son? The swallow cried aggrievedly and walked home with the child in her arms.

"Ahh Yes! Mangkui shouted, picked up a hoe and knocked down a large patch of growing cotton seedlings.

"Mang Kui, you are really a melon baby, you see how good this cotton seedling grows, you really don't feel distressed."

The people passing by couldn't stand it anymore, and kindly said a few words to him.

"I want you to take care of Lao Tzu's crops, Lao Tzu is willing." Mang Kui choked on a word, so that others didn't dare to speak.

After the swallow finished nursing the child, she put the child to sleep, and when she returned to the field, she saw a large patch of lodging and wilting cotton seedlings, and she was so angry in her heart. How much effort has taken her to this cotton field, and she is seeing that the harvest is coming.

Mangkui lay sulk in the shade of the tree, ignoring the swallow's scolding.

Yanzi scolded for a while, sat in the field and cried for a while, feeling that this day was really unbearable, so he went home and carried the child back to his parents' house.

Mang Kui spent a day at home and felt that he was not doing right, so he went to the street to buy potatoes and replant them in the ruined cotton fields.

Mang Kui's eldest sister knew about this and took Mang Kui to Yanzi's mother's house, apologized and admitted her mistake, so that Yanzi came back.

For the sake of the child, Yanzi followed Mang Kui home.

The days still went on in a noisy fight. The resentment in Yanzi's heart piled up day by day, and she really couldn't stand such pedantic and bastard as Mang Kui, and finally ran away from home one night.

At that time, Xiao Kun was just over a year old and could just walk.

That time, Yanzi was determined to leave this house, and she didn't even return to her mother's house.

Without his mother-in-law and a child who is more than a year old, Mangkui's life is also impossible.

Mang Kui's self-harm and self-masochistic mentality is here again, and this time he is going to make a big noise.

One night, after everyone in the village had fallen asleep, Mang Kui lit a fire and set his house on fire.

At that time, several of the old houses were unbuilt, and they were all adobe houses with wheat straw roofs and mud walls. The houses next to the torch were burning.

Mang Kui threw Xiao Kun at the entrance of his grandmother's village and left alone.

Poor Xiao Kun, on such a night, he cried alone at the entrance of the village.

Mom is gone, and the bastard doesn't want him anymore. In the dark night, he didn't know where to go, so he could only sit on the side of the road and cry incessantly.

At dawn, people found Xiao Kun who was crying tired and asleep on the side of the road.

Grandma took Xiao Kun home with her. The old man could only wipe his tears while cursing Mang Kui, an irresponsible skull.

Everyone dislikes Xiao Kun as a burden, and no one wants to be nice to him.

Grandma and grandfather felt that Xiao Kun's Lao Tzu was a bastard, so that his daughter didn't know where to go, and when she saw Xiao Kun, she remembered his bastard Lao Tzu, so naturally she didn't have a good face for him.

His uncle and aunt disliked him even more, and his cousin and cousin did something wrong and blamed him on his head.

Every day, not having enough to eat, not wearing well, and being beaten and scolded have become a common thing in life.

Xiao Kun was still crying and making trouble at first, but in his little heart, he felt that his mother would appear as soon as he cried, so he would hold him in his arms and coax him to tease him, and call him a good son affectionately.

After countless times, Xiao Kun knew that even if he cried his throat, his mother would not appear. He stopped crying, and he just gritted his teeth and endured being beaten and scolded.

A child without a mother is like a grass, even if it is grass, it will grow tenaciously.

Xiao Kun grew up day by day, he didn't get enough love, and he couldn't grow a green grass in his heart, just poisonous weeds of hatred and indifference.

Xiao Kun, who grew up, was full of lies, he knew that no one wanted to believe him, and the wrong things done by others loved to be pushed on his head. When his requirements cannot be met, he knows to steal and rob, to try his best to achieve his goals, and he knows that no matter how good he is, no one says that he is a good boy.

Xiao Kun is like a stray dog, a stray from this house to that house. Those relatives took pity on his parents and took him in, but his stubbornness was unbearable. In each house, it was difficult for Xiao Kun to stay for three days.

Mang Kui went out to mix for two years and didn't make any names, so he had to go to his wife again.

Mangkui's old lady couldn't beat and scolded this only son, and she could only cry alone. This qiē is all her own sin, who let her love this son as unprincipled when she was a child, and she will have to clean up his mess when she is old.

Mang Kui's wife rented him a house in Fangjia Town, bought him a motorcycle, and let him drive a rental motorcycle for a living. took his grandson Xiaokun back to school in the town.

Xiao Kun finally has a home. But what's the use of this home, the same has no warmth.

Xiao Kun's bastard, Lao Tzu, has money and only cares about his own food, drink and entertainment, and doesn't care about Xiao Kun's life or death at all. Every year's tuition is sent by my grandmother to the school teacher.

Xiao Kun hates his bastard Lao Tzu and hates those classmates with happy families. No one has ever given him kindness, he can't see the sun in his heart, he is a grass that grows in the dark.

Maybe it's because of the same age, maybe it's because the same family is broken, Xiao Kun is only better to Xiaoqing. In school, all the classmates in the same class, except for Xiaoqing, have been beaten by Xiao Kun's fist.

Xiaoqing is also the only one who doesn't hate Xiao Kun. At school, Xiaoqing would bring more lunch and vegetables every time, and she would always give some of her meals to Xiaokun. Xiaoqing knew that they needed nutrition as they were growing up, and Xiao Kun, as a boy, had a bigger amount of food.

Xiao Kun stayed in the ruins of the old house for a long time. Until the sun goes down, the night covers the bamboo forest. The evening breeze rustles through the bamboo forest, and there is an eerie atmosphere in the night.

Xiao Kun is not afraid, he is used to the dark. The darkness of the night made him feel a moment of tranquility.

It's really a little cold, and his stomach is a little hungry, and Zhao Quan has already begun to sing on the top of Cheche Mountain. Xiao Kun stood up and walked towards Fangjia Town.

Xiao Kun didn't dare to pass in front of Fourth Sister Wang's house, he was really afraid that Second Brother Liao would break his legs.