In the winter of 1930, it snowed heavily for a day and a night, and the north wind howled, rolling up snow foam like smoke, freezing the exposed skin of a person as hot as a cat scratch. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In Yangshugou Village, Qingshan County, Peizhou Prefecture, the two thatched houses of the Zhou family at the head of the village are almost completely covered by wind and snow, and the outside is so cold that you can freeze your fingers, and the house is not much warmer.

Zhou Zhao, who is more than half a hundred years old and has gray hair, is sitting cross-legged on the head of the kang, his long big cigarette bag banging on the edge of the kang, and he is foaming at the mouth and scolding.

A sharp voice echoed in the room, but no one answered her, except for a child lying motionless on a thin layer of thatch on the ground, and if it weren't for the occasional slight heaving of his chest, anyone who looked at it would have thought that the child was dead.

After all, in such a cold winter, the child can't just be thrown on the ground if he doesn't die, not to mention that he is already sick and dying, even a healthy child has to be sick.

Zhou Zhao scolded enough, he smoked a cigarette bag of dry tobacco, heard the sound of the door outside, and the sound of several people stepping on the snow creaking and walking came in, and then someone greeted: "Aunt Dezhong, the patriarch and the clan elder are here!" ”

Zhou Zhao quickly shook the kang under his little feet, rushed over and kicked the child in the chest twice before going to greet the patriarch and clan elder, and cursed in a low voice: "Mourning Star!" Why don't you freeze to death outside! You know to do me trouble! ”

These two kicks were fierce and accurate, and her eyes were fierce and vicious, and she couldn't wait to kick the child to death with two kicks, so that she could save the trouble in the future!

The child's whole body was violently shaken by her kick, and his burned red face suddenly turned pale, and he curled up completely unconsciously.

The corners of Zhou Zhao's mean mouth twitched fiercely, the footsteps had already reached the door, she didn't care about torturing the child anymore, touched her hair that she had combed without a single burr, and put on a flattering smile to open the door.

Outside the door were two middle-aged men and an old man with a gray beard, and a half-grown child running errands, and it was this child who was talking just now.

The four of them were all wearing black homespun old cotton pants and large cotton jackets, with coarse cloth belts wrapped around their waists, and their legs were covered with snow.

Zhou Zhao took a step back, and the smile on his face became even more flattering: "Second uncle, fifth uncle, eighth uncle, look at what a sin this is!" It's so heavy that the snow is still tossing you around! Fast! Come inside! ”

Patriarch Zhou Bingde walked into the house with the two clan elders, and the three of them glanced at the furniture in the house that was much neater than others' houses, and looked at the children on the ground together.

Zhou Dezhong has carpenter's skills, doing a lot of work in the carpenter shop in Peizhou Mansion, and his life is quite comfortable in the village, but the old couple is thrifty, except that the furniture is neater than others, and there is nothing to see on the surface.

Zhou Bingde saw the child curled up on the ground, and immediately walked over, picked it up and put it on the warm kang, and his face became stern: "Dezhong's family!" Why do you put Erhai on the ground in this cold weather! This is a good boy, and he can't stand such a toss! ”

Zhou Zhao followed behind a few people flatteringly at first, rubbing his hands nervously, seeing that Zhou Bingde was going to put the child on the kang, he immediately stopped doing it: "Second uncle!" That's not going to work! This will not work! This little cub is dying at the sight of it! If this is on the dead kang, I will have to bring bad luck to my family Dezhong and the sea! The house is restless! ”

The fifth uncle couldn't stand it, he was about the same age as Zhou Bingde, but his seniority was very high, and his words in the clan were very weighty: "Dezhong's family!" It's not certain what Erhai is like, whether you can save it is something that you can see as a woman? You can call the shots of anything, and what are you looking for us to do? Dezhong is not good like this, he is too used to women! ”

Can Erhai save it, do you want to save the man and talk to the clan, whether the descendants of the Zhou family live or not, which woman can interject? Even if she is right, she can't get used to her problem!

Zhou Zhao was shocked, if she wasn't afraid that the clan would investigate it in the future, she wouldn't have dragged this little cub out and threw it away! Thinking about Zhou Dezhong's instructions, she was reluctant and didn't dare to open her mouth to say anything, watching the patriarch put Erhai on the kang.

The eighth uncle took a step forward, opened Erhai's hot eyelids and looked at it, and shook his head at the fifth uncle and the patriarch.

The other two also took turns to step forward and look at Erhai twice, and they both sighed and regretted.

This child has been Zhou Zheng since he was a child, smart and able to work and sensible, only six years old and grew into the size of an eight- or nine-year-old child, several clan elders have said that if the Zhou family's generation has a future in the future, it will depend on the child Erhai, who would have thought that this would happen.

The fifth uncle took out his cigarette pouch and took two puffs before asking Zhou Zhao in a muffled voice: "Dezhong can't come back to take a look?" ”

Zhou Zhao hurriedly replied respectfully: "The owner will not give leave, and he will come back and deduct his wages!" Dezhong asked people to carry a letter, saying that we are poor people, and we can't afford to ask a doctor to see a doctor, this is Erhai's life! Let me listen to all the clansmen. ”

The three men made eye contact again, and finally the patriarch sighed: "Later, let your second aunt send two bowls of white noodles over, and make something smooth for the child at the end!" Let him walk with a full stomach! ”

This child can't see that he can't do it, and he can't save it if he invites Tulangzhong, and his parents don't plan to spend this money, the world is difficult, and there is no way in the clan, so he can only sigh that this child's life is miserable.

Ever since Tuesday Hai was frozen in the river, he has been in a daze for the past few days, one moment as if he was roasted on the fire, and the other time as if he was stuffed into an ice hole, and the things around him rarely felt.

But it may be that Zhou Zhao's feet made him sober up a little bit, and he almost heard the words of the second uncle, the fifth and eighth princes.

He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said nothing, and the high fever prevented him from making a sound at all.

He was not surprised by the result.

Although he is only six years old, he has long been accustomed to disappointment, and he no longer has any delusions about his father and mother.

It's not that the family can't come up with the money to hire a doctor for him, the wages he gave to the landlord's house in the town this year are still in his mother's hands, and the money he used to sell fish in the winter, and his father's monthly wages are also saved, but they will never spend it on him.

He had known this would be the outcome.

Extreme disappointment and indignation caused the dying little body to quickly faint again, and once again consciously smelled a burst of fragrance.

He tried to open his sour eyelids and saw Shen Lotus squatting in front of his thatched shop in a brand-new floral cotton jacket, holding a bowl of white noodles in his hand.

It was sent to him by the second uncle to eat.

Shen Lotus sucked and ate the noodles, and a yellow snot also went up and down with the noodles, watching him open his eyes and smack his mouth a few times loudly, just like she ate Xiaozao in front of him every time.

The last time Brother Dahai came back, he accidentally heard that he hadn't eaten white noodles yet, so he asked people to bring back a little white noodles, saying that he would eat them for his birthday, and later it also entered Shen Hehua's mouth.

He didn't want to run away, Shen Lotus was still chasing after him with a bowl, she couldn't catch up when he ran fast, she fell and spilled the noodles, and he was also beaten hard by Zhou Zhao, and the second uncle saw it and saved him.

This time, the second uncle publicly asked him to give him two bowls of noodles, and he must have thought of that time.

But they didn't know that no matter how much they were given, he wouldn't be able to eat a bite.

Erhai's gaze swept over Shen Hehua's bowl and nailed it to her flower padded jacket.

He had been fishing for most of the winter, and he was going to sell it to buy himself a small firewood knife.

He told the blacksmith uncle that when the time came, the blacksmith would choose a good piece of iron for him, and he would burn the fire for the uncle for a few days, and the uncle would charge him a little less wages, make him a small firewood knife that fit in his hand, and give him an iron bingyu (ga, two sounds, spinning top toys).

In fact, he also made a small calculation in private, if he worked well for the blacksmith uncle, maybe he could persuade the uncle to accept him as an apprentice, and he could leave home.

Although he is young, he can do all the work that a ten-year-old child in the village can do! He didn't eat much, he just slept by the stove at night, and as long as he could leave the house, he could eat any bitterness.

But as soon as the fish was sold, the money was immediately snatched away by Zhou Zhao's family, and the next day he went to the market to pull the flower cloth and make a new padded jacket for Shen Hehua.

He stubbornly went to the river to dig ice and fish, and was even more determined to find a way to leave home, but he put his life on the line......

If he died to leave this house, he would admit it!

In a daze, he heard Zhou Zhao and Shen Hehua's mother Shen Liu talking about his illness, and both of them decided that they could not let him die at home, and planned to give him cotton clothes to Shen Liu's youngest son when he died, he was three years younger than the child, but his size was about the same as him.

Consciousness gradually faded away, as if Shen Lotus kicked him a few times, because he tossed himself to death, and her mother and godmother also planned to let him go to the landlord's house to earn a dowry for her in two years......

I don't know how long it took, a pair of indifferent hands were untying his cotton clothes, and he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, knowing that he was going to pick up the cotton clothes and throw him out.

But he had no choice but to be at the mercy of others, gritting his teeth and waiting for death.

Then there was a messy quarrel and tearing, in which there seemed to be the voice of Brother Dahai.

Brother Dahai...... His fingers trembled slightly, this was the only person in this world who could bring him a trace of warmth.

Only Brother Dahai treats him as a human being, and when he comes home, he will hug him to the dinner table to eat, secretly stuff him with a few pieces of starch candy, and buy him a firecracker during the New Year.

It's a pity that Brother Dahai can't come back once a year......

Is it really Brother Dahai coming back? Big tears oozed from the corners of his eyes, in fact, he didn't want to die at all, and he was even more afraid of being stripped naked and thrown into the ice and snow.

He's grown so big that he doesn't even know what white noodles taste like......

It was really Brother Dahai who came back, he was carried into a not generous embrace, put on a warm kang, and covered with a warm quilt.

If he really wants to die, he doesn't feel any regrets about dying like this.

The quarrel in his ears continued, not only Brother Dahai, but also Zhou Dezhong's voice.

He passed out again, and when he woke up again, his mouth was bitter, someone was pouring medicine on him, and he knew from the posture of holding him that it must be Brother Dahai.

He has grown so big, no one has ever hugged him except Brother Dahai.

He swallowed hard, even with greed. He doesn't want to die, he wants to live!

drank the medicine twice, and Brother Dahai also fed him rice soup twice, and before that, Zhou Zhao didn't even give him saliva.

Every time he was awake, he could hear Zhou Dezhong's complaints and Zhou Zhao's curses, but he didn't think about anything, he wasn't sad or angry.

After hearing that Zhou Dezhong knew that he was going to die and refused to come back to take a look, after experiencing that Zhou Zhao was going to strip him naked and throw him out to freeze to death, he no longer had any expectations for them, let alone be sad because of them.

But no matter how much he wanted to live, the herbs in the countryside still did not help his body that was severely cold, his body was getting weaker and weaker, his consciousness was blurred, and his body was as hot as fire, and he knew that he might not really be able to live.

He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, and once again he was a little unconscious from the coma, and he felt as if there was someone beside him, who should still be a child, and from the breath it sounded like a little girl.

The heavy and dry eyelids were difficult to open, but he couldn't see it, and he knew that this child was definitely not Shen Hehua.

He smelled a sweet and silky aroma of flowers and fruits, with a little soft and warm milky fragrance, pure and fresh, just smelling the taste made people's hearts soft and warm.

He struggled to open his eyes and saw a small doll sitting beside him, and he couldn't take his eyes off it after just one look.

He must have died, and it was in heaven that he could see such a beautiful and lovely little girl.

The little girl looks like she is four or five years old, with a white and tender face, big eyes like black grapes, and thick and dense eyelashes, which is very beautiful!

His hair was a soft, fluffy little curly, shining with a beautiful sheen, not pure black, the same color as a foreign child in a pictorial he had picked up while herding pigs. But although she is prettier than the foreign child, she is completely Chinese.

Tuesday Hai looked at this beautiful little girl, his heart was calm and soft, and he smiled unconsciously.

The little girl was looking down and fiddling with a doll with the same beautiful curly hair as she was, her low-hanging eyelashes casting a curly arc on her little face, quiet and beautiful as a dream.

He also looked at her quietly, he was still lying on the kang of the Zhou family, but he was already sure that he was definitely going to die, otherwise in his world, he would never see such a little girl.

If the world after death was like this, and he could have such a lovely little girl with him, then he should have died earlier.

He was so weak that he was too focused on her, and soon he couldn't hold it anymore, and before he knew it, he fell into a coma again.

But this time, because he had something special in mind, he didn't wake up again after being in a coma for too long.

The little girl was still there, and this time sitting closer to him, he could smell the warmth of her body more clearly.

Maybe his gaze was too focused, she found him awake this time, the two looked at each other, he tried to smile at her kindly, but her big black and white eyes widened in fright after just one look at him, and then raised her chubby little hand with a fleshy nest and covered her eyes tightly.

but peeked at him through his fingers.

The small curls of hair on her head slid over her full white forehead, making the hearts of those who looked at her soften all of a sudden.