Fushun stands at the pier.

The calm of the river was broken by the passing of steamers, and the rolling waves roared, sometimes rushing and sometimes roaring away. "Woo ......" passenger ships sounded deep motors, propellers flooded with layers of white waves, and in the morning glow, together with the oil pollution, stirred up a gorgeous rainbow. Ships anchored neatly on the river, like rows of towering buildings, towering masts reaching into the clouds.

The river breeze in the early morning swept the waves and caressed the two tired faces, and the bright red sun dyed the clouds on the horizon, the vast river, and Fushun's eyes.

This was the fifth day, and every morning he watched the ships departing with Gui Ying's support, and only after being extremely disappointed did the child notice a sharp pain in his right hand. Those tourists who are in a hurry with their luggage, why don't they have my dearest people?

"Fushun, let's go," Gui Ying's mood fluctuated with Fushun, "Maybe...... It's possible...... In fact...... Your dreams are fake! Gui Ying said what she wanted to say the most.

"Fake?" Fu Shun looked at Sister Gui Ying with red eyes, "This is the place in my dream, they are on the boat and have left!" Fushun pointed to the surface of the river, roaring like a river.

Gui Ying's tears also kept flowing, she couldn't understand Fushun's sorrow, in her opinion, where is not home, there is a bite to eat, there is a place to live, but now add a "there is someone to love"! Fu Shun doesn't think so, he also wants someone to love, but his love is just a simple family affection. This family affection - blood is thicker than water!

"Sister Gui Ying, I want to be discharged from the hospital quickly and take a boat to another place," Fu Shun wiped away his tears, looked back at the steamers that were about to depart, and staggered away, "There is no money to be hospitalized again!" ”

Gui Ying carefully protected the younger brother, she pinched the change in her pocket, and did not say anything - in fact, there was no money for a long time.

"Sister Gui Ying, can I be discharged from the hospital?" Seeing that she didn't answer, Fu Shun continued to ask.

"Go back and ask the doctor to see you!" Gui Ying scolded harshly.

The doctor's conclusion, of course, was that he could not be discharged from the hospital - his right shoulder had not yet healed completely. Gui Ying calculated, in fact, hospitalization is more cost-effective than staying in a guest house, not only the bed fee is very low, and the electric fan in the corridor can be used for free. There are also nurses watching Fushun during the day, and she can go out to "earn money" with confidence.

The arm can't twist the thigh, let alone an injured arm. The doctor said that Fushun wanted to supplement nutrition, Gui Ying went to the restaurant to buy the fish, Fushun felt distressed that it was too expensive to buy these, Gui Ying said that he picked it up by the river and took it to someone to process it very cheap; The doctor said that Fushun needed rehabilitation and fresh air, so Gui Ying accompanied him to the pier every morning and evening.

It's been half a month in a flash.

Fushun is always counting the days and counting the dwindling tickets in his bag. He wondered why the hospitals in the city were so cheap, until one day he paced to the window at the end of the corridor.

The familiar figure, dressed in her shabby clothes, begged in the streets for the passing crowds, who occasionally gave them some change, and some disgusting men reached out their dirty paws to touch her, and she always turned away in disgust.

Fu Shun just kept looking at this "begging mouth" until her eyes were blurred, until she couldn't cry, until she disappeared from sight......

And Gui Ying, who changed her clothes, shyly handed over the medical expenses that had been collected to the hospital. I went to the canteen of the hospital to buy crucian carp soup and returned to Fushun's side.

Fu Shun had already packed his things and was ready to be discharged from the hospital - in fact, there was nothing to pack at all, even the pair of broken straw shoes were taken out by Gui Ying.

"Sister Gui Ying......" Fu Shun smiled with tears in his eyes, "The doctor said that I am already well and can be discharged!" ”

Gui Ying excitedly put the fish soup on the bed. "Really? Is the hand bar finished? ”

"Almost!" Fu Shun swallowed the infarcted throat, "It's all right, you see," Fu Shun waved his right hand, "Let's go!" ”

"Great, Fushun, I picked up a big fish today, come, drink the soup and let's go!"

"Well, I'll drink half of it, and you drink half of it!" Fushun turned away, pretending to tidy up his canvas bag, and wiped his tears.

"Okay," Gui Ying took a sip of the fish soup, it was still hot, "Here, I'll drink it!" ”

Fu Shun looked at Gui Ying, who had just secretly washed her face and changed her clothes, this tall sister, how selfless and kind, how smart and beautiful!

Fu Shun took the bowl and drank a small half, "Sister Gui Ying, you're about to drink, I'll ...... I see you're all right when you drink it! Fushun originally wanted to say, "I'm tired", but he was afraid of hurting Sister Gui Ying.

Gui Ying's eyes widened, "Really? "I took it and drank it all, it was so fragrant!

The two children walked out of the hospital gate with a bag in their hands. The nurse who came over for the infusion called the name of the bed number and the patient number a few times, looked at the empty hospital bed, shook her head, and walked away.

The weather was as hot as ever, people were walking under the shade of the trees, and a few small carts selling watermelons and popsicles were doing a good business. Fu Shun, whose right arm has not yet healed, gritted his teeth in pain because he was touched. Gui Ying lowered her head, for fear that passers-by would recognize this "begging man" who had given alms.

"Fushun, I see that you are reading books every day, what kind of books are they?" Gui Ying lifted the canvas bag that still had some weight.

"Oh, Shufen's book, you don't have to read it casually!" Fu Shun didn't want to explain who Archimedes was to Gui Ying, who broke the casserole and asked to the end.

When Gui Ying heard Shufen's name, she became jealous: "You say, do you miss your sister-in-law?" Do you still want to marry someone? If you don't read any books, you're coming back to marry you, right? Why did you run away? ”

Fushun regretted talking about Shufen, maybe Archimedes' name didn't have as many problems as Shufen's name!

But Fushun really misses Shufen a little, this lovely sister, did you see that letter? Did he go to him when he left? Will Yang Laosi deduct the money he gave to Shufen? Did Shufen's saplings be bought?

"What do you mean?" Gui Ying was a little angry!

"Oh, no, didn't think ......"

"Didn't think about it? What didn't you think? You're still thinking about Shufen, aren't you? Gui Ying almost burst into tears, straddled the bag over her shoulder and walked forward angrily!

Fu Shun hurriedly followed--but you have to be careful, so many people are squeezing into this shady place, and it is unbearable to hit your arm again.

When Fushun picked up Gui Ying, he had already arrived at the dock. Gui Ying stood in anger and stomped her feet on a pile of torn papers. Fu Shun looked at her helplessly, this stubborn eldest sister, he couldn't resist it at all.

"Remember, Liu Fushun, you are the one who slept in the same bed with me, and I will be your mother-in-law in the future!" Gui Ying yelled, and the passers-by were amused by the little girl's inexplicable words.

Fushun never expected Gui Ying to be so straightforward. He imagined confessing to a girl he liked, and he preferred the kind of love transmission in the song, gentle and tactful, although there was a straightforward question and answer, it was also a joke of love. But this Yang Guiying, what kind of confession is this?

Gui Ying blushed, sweat flowing from her forehead to her neck; My heart was pounding, and I regretted my recklessness; Standing there stupidly, looking at the stunned Fushun-

Fushun shrugged his right shoulder, still in terrible pain. He didn't know how to respond to Gui Ying's words, and he was indeed still hazy and overwhelmed about love!

"Speaking of juggling...... Fushun, come here, it's time to the dock! Gui Ying picked up the shredded book paper and stuffed it into her bag while rounding herself.

Fushun then reacted that his book had been torn up by this "mother-in-law", and he rushed up and took out all the papers she had stuffed into her bag from her bag, but fortunately it was not torn to pieces. He sorted them out page by page number, page by page, and put them in his bag.

"Sister Gui Ying, you are not allowed to tear up the book in the future, do you hear it?"

"Oh!" Gui Ying also felt that it was a bit excessive, even if it was Yang Shufen's book, wasn't Liu Fushun by her side? What kind of gas is this?

The two of them walked to the ticket hall of the pier, and Fushun wanted to know where the boats here would go? Gui Ying walked behind with a bag on her back, and became a docile follower again.

Fushun was not attracted by too many destinations, but was taken aback by the staggering ticket prices - to L, the farthest city from City C, it cost about 70 yuan for two people.

When Fushun told Gui Ying about this amazing news, Gui Ying was not very surprised, if she continued to "beg", she should be able to set off in a month! But the "little poor sour" who didn't learn that day turned out to be disgusted with beggars. Besides, he can't let him know about this begging.

He frowned again and stood by the river, the luxurious steamer, is there a brother on it?

"Let's ...... Let it go...... "A shirtless young man carried a load of goods up the steps, and they realized that not everyone who carried a bamboo stick was a bad person, but that the stubby bamboo stick was a flat pole in the city.

Fu Shun had an idea and followed the porter all the way. Until he left the goods on the side of the street about a hundred steps up the dock. "Big brother, do you have any money like this?

"Nonsense, what are you doing without money?" The porter wiped his sweat with the towel on his shoulder and looked at the swarthy boy.

"A lot of money to pick up, you picked it?"

"Look at the mood of the boss, when there is more, there is a corner, and when there is less, there are seven points!" The porter smiled, "What are you doing?" Maybe you can still afford to pick it up? A few of my colleagues who had just picked something up laughed together.

Gui Ying pulled Lafushun, she knew what this guy who was still injured was going to do. Fu Shun didn't pay attention to him, and calculated the account in his mind, "If you can afford it, I will charge one less point than you." ”

"One point less? Steal our business? ”

"No, big brother, you take me to pick it together, and I'll give you that one." Fushun has already seen that the unloading is a group job, and there is a leader to help settle the bill with the boss.

"Then you have to go, let's go, go down and pick!" The deal was quickly struck, and one of the big men in the lead threw over a bamboo stick.

When Fu Shun carried a load of more than 100 catties of things on his shoulders, he found that the pain in his shoulder had penetrated his heart - this should be in normal times, and a load of rice in Yangjiawan was only this weight. Gui Ying wiped Fushun's sweat with tears on the side, sometimes helping to exert himself. She knew that no amount of persuasion would help......

There are many thunderstorms in Yangjiawan in midsummer. Farmers are hoping that a heavy rain will cool down Maoershan, but they are also worried that the floods will damage their crops.

However, their fears still came.

The rumbling thunder finally broke the silence of the night, and Shufei was so frightened that she hugged the second sister tightly. The eerie wind whined, breaking the bamboo in front of and behind the house, and "snapping" and falling around. The rainstorm came late at night, and the water of the Shihe weir overflowed from the weir ridge, and thousands of troops rushed in the direction of the well paddy field......