Although Kapok is located in the southwest, it is still a little cold in the first month, but when Mu Hongmei finished cleaning, she also had fine sweat on her body.

Especially on the forehead, because of sweating, sweat stained the wound, and there was a tingling pain.

Thinking that there was still hot water boiling in the pot in the stove room, Mu Hongmei directly took the old wooden basin used to wash her face, turned around and entered the stove room, tiptoed out of the pot with hot water, and rubbed it clean with 0 laundry detergent before using it, but she still wiped her face with a towel that could not see the true color of the black stains.

It's just that the wound is not moving, and the gauze is even more untouchable.

When she was cleaning just now, Mu Hongmei found that there was not even a mirror at home, so at this time, she could only gently turn over the edge of the gauze, and carefully wiped the sweat around the wound with feeling.

After finally tidying herself up, Mu Hongmei wiped Mu Hongbing's face, seeing that it was almost noon, the weather became warmer, and brought water to the hall and gave him a simple bath.

Looking at the little brother who didn't use soap, let alone children's shower gel, after being scrubbed by himself, he became smellless, and his little body was white and tender, Mu Hongmei smiled for the second time since she was reborn.

Her thin and yellow melon seed face was overflowing with gentle pity, and her pale and bloodless cherry mouth was satisfied, and after a satisfied snort, she grinned at the corners of her mouth and kissed Mu Hongbing, who was more than two years old, on her thin but white and delicate little face.

"Hehe, my sister helped you wash your name today, but you can't make yourself a flower cat like a little wild monkey anymore."

"Giggle~Forehead~" Mu Hongbing didn't know if he understood it, and after a burst of giggles, he nodded his head in response to his sister's words, and he was very cooperative, and asked Mu Hongmei to dress her.

Looking at this younger brother who was very obedient and well-behaved in his childhood, Mu Hongmei's heart was so soft that it was about to melt, her nasal cavity suddenly became sore, and a touch of self-blame rose on her little melon seed face.

If it weren't for the fact that she spoiled the only little brother too blindly and didn't know how to teach him well, how could he become like that when he grew up day by day.

And the daughter, if

The feeling that suddenly arose in his heart, when he arrived here, he was forcibly stopped by Mu Hongmei, and after shaking his head bitterly, he took the bath water that had become a little muddy out of the door and poured it into the courtyard, and then led Mu Hongbing to the stove room.

Mu Hongmei added some dry firewood to the stove hole where only red charcoal remained, and after the water in the pot boiled, she took out the little rice noodles left when she cleaned the house, and added some white sand sugar after mixing it with boiling water, making it into rice paste and feeding it to Mu Hongbing.

Then I went out of the stove room and looked at the sky, saw where the sun was rising, and judged that it was almost in the middle of the day, and this was the beginning of breakfast.

"Fortunately, I saw just now that there are still dozens of catties of rice at home, and there is still some meat marinated in the wooden jar, but there is not much left."

When Mu Hongmei said this, the face of the little melon seed was overflowing with grief and grief that should not belong to a five-year-old child.

The dozens of catties of meat marinated in the tank reminded her of her mother who drowned in the reservoir seven days ago.

lived to be 46 years old, and when she recalled what happened when she was five or six years old, she couldn't remember it or couldn't remember it clearly, but Mu Hongmei remembered the death of her mother Li Guozhen and her father Mu Zhengfang's living habits in the past two years.

The scene of her mother's swollen corpse on the boulder is a grief that she will never forget.

So when she chose to die, she came to the big rock.

And her father, Mu Zhengfang, has to sleep until one or two o'clock at noon every day for breakfast, and then even if he is already drunk, he still has to use her grandfather's military kettle, fill it with wine, and go out with the jug.

If she heard someone asking someone to help with the work, her father would run to mix for a day, but the main purpose was actually to mix a dinner with wine and meat.

If you meet those strong and calculating people, knowing that he doesn't work and is just messing around, even if he gets up to it, he will naturally not ask him to help.

Then, before the sun goes down, the family must prepare dinner, otherwise, both she and her mother will be severely beaten.

She didn't have to deliberately remember these things, even if he had been dead for many years, these memories would still appear in her dreams like nightmares, so real that every time she woke up, she would tremble and fear.

Mu Hongmei, who was still young in the past, in the face of such a father, in addition to being aggrieved and sad, was more afraid of his sandbag-like fist when he hit himself and his mother.

As I grow up day by day, I am still sad, wronged, and afraid, but there are more resentments and a trace of hatred that I feel should not have in my heart, but I can't get rid of it.

But when she got married and had a daughter, she grew older day by day, and her experience of family affection was deeper, and she hated this father less, but she was more helpless.

Then, after seeing his father losing weight day by day, and then being tormented by stomach disease day by day to roll in bed and scream, the family did not have the conditions to enter a big hospital, so he could only go to the township hospital to prescribe some stomach medicine and come back to eat, until that day when he suddenly couldn't wake up and died, Mu Hongmei's heart was not relieved, but regret and guilt that she didn't dare to think about.

But the truth is indelible, it was she who was too incompetent as a daughter, so she didn't even have a chance to figure out the cause of her father's illness, so he died after being tortured by illness for several years.

It wasn't until many years later, when she saw another man in the same village who had been drinking all the year round, and she had the same pathological characteristics that her father was looking for, that she knew that her father's disease was called stomach cancer.

But my memory of the man was unexpectedly been

"MD, you dead girl, when did you cook breakfast for Lao Tzu?"

A roar that stood out from it frightened Mu Hongmei's body and jumped away from the spot, and her memories were also interrupted.

Even though her young body has been replaced by an adult soul, Mu Hongmei's instinct for fear of Mu Zhengfang is still retained.

"Dad, why are you up?" Mu Hongmei looked at the furious Mu Zhengfang with a shocked face.

At this time, it was not yet one o'clock in the afternoon.

After being reborn, even if she became a little unfamiliar with this home, and the place where she hid her money, she had to find it in many places when she was cleaning just now, but Mu Hongmei thought that she would never mistake her father's work and rest time.

"You MD! Didn't Lao Tzu get up earlier to make money, you two little rabbit cubs drink the wind? Mu Zhengfang's small triangular eyes were bulging at this time, his nose sniffed, his eyes were bulging bigger, and he pushed away Mu Hongmei, who was standing by the stove, a few steps forward, and went to remove the lid of the pot.

Mu Hongmei was a little girl who was less than sixteen years old at this time, how could she withstand his light and heavy push, and fell directly to the ground.

As soon as Mu Zhengfang saw that there were two pieces of pork belly cooked in the pot, the anger in his heart rose instantly, and he turned around and kicked at Mu Hongmei, who was getting up.

"You dead girl, you're going to die if you don't have a bad mouth! How dare you secretly cook meat for Lao Tzu? ”

Seeing her father's big foot kicking over like this, Mu Hongmei, who was about to get up, couldn't care about the bitterness in her heart, and the explanation that was about to be exported, she instinctively rolled to the side twice, avoiding this hard kick.

"Dare to hide from Lao Tzu! Look at Lao Tzu if you don't beat you half to death today. Mu Zhengfang was stunned, and he was about to rush forward to arrest someone and beat him.

"Mu Zhengfang!" When a roar came from outside the door of the stove room, Kong Mingzhong jumped in from outside the door of the stove room in a few steps.

"Are you going to turn against the sky for Lao Tzu? You call~ If you beat the child at every turn, huh~ Believe it or not, Lao Tzu called the comrades from the police station today and arrested you to eat in prison? ”

After all, Kong Mingzhong is a man in his sixties, and when he heard Mu Zhengfang's roar in this courtyard outside the gate just now, he guessed that he was beating the child again, and ran in all the way, and he was a little panting when he spoke at this time.

After drinking Mu Zhengfang, he hurriedly walked over to Mu Hongmei, preparing to help her re-tie the loose sand cloth on her head.

"Daddy Kong, why are you here?" Mu Zheng took his feet in a dignified manner, and did not chase after Mu Hongmei, who ran away.

For the production captain Kong Mingzhong, although Mu Zhengfang was tired of him being too nosy, and often cursed in his heart that this old man could die early and be quiet as soon as possible, he was really a little afraid.

But today, Mu Zhengfang was able to say it so politely, but it was because he had a request from Kong Mingzhong.

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