For two days, Duan Qiuping slept on the streets, and no one cared about her at all.

She also wanted to prevent others from living in peace, but the first person to have a bad life was herself.

She lay hungry on the side of the road, with no one to help her or give her a bite to eat.

In the end, she was persuaded by Cheng's grandmother to leave.

Duan Qiuping left, and the wooden house finally fell quiet.

Hong Cheng was a little proud, and said to Xiangqin: "I'll just say that she can't hold out for a few days!" ”

"If everyone is gone, don't say it." Parsley's mood is not beautiful.

For Duan Qiuping, Xiangqin had to be ruthless, the better she was to her, she just took it for granted, and felt that it was what she deserved. But after being ruthless, will Parsley be happy? That woman is her own mother after all!

Her own mother is like the devil, can she be happy?

Parsley sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, she had already eaten lunch, and as usual, she should catch up on her sleep at this time. But she didn't feel sleepy at all, just a lot of negative feelings.

Looking at her dark circles, Hong Cheng was distressed.

Parsley has been silent these days, as if she has kept her words in her heart.

Hong Cheng couldn't stand it, sat next to her, and held her hand, "I told you, if you have any fire in your heart, just send it at me, I am your punching bag." ”

"I'm not angry, I don't know who to be angry with." After saying it lightly, Parsley let out a long sigh of relief.

"If you don't know who to be angry with, then be angry with me." Hong Cheng, the punching bag, deserves the title of responsibility, "Who made my family so rich." Your father and your mother are so anxious to ask me for gifts, both because my family is rich. If I were a poor bastard, they would probably ignore my face. ”

Xiangqin nodded in a trance, feeling that Hong Cheng had said a little bit. "You can't be blamed for it."

Hong Cheng hugged Xiangqin's thigh and sent her to the bed, "Don't blame me, then hurry up and go to bed." ”

Parsley's head was next to the pillow, "I didn't say I didn't blame you, I just said I couldn't blame you completely." ”

"Okay, okay, blame me, you sleep up, I'll make it up to you."

Parsley was groggy, and she felt something tugging at her consciousness to sink. She seemed to be in a quagmire, and the more she struggled, no one fished herself out, and she fell deeper and deeper.

Xiangqin had never been so tired, and she recalled with the little consciousness she had left, and there was a strange bitter taste in the tea that Jiang Cai Hongcheng gave her, and she felt that something was wrong at that time.

Parsley was angry, "What did you give me to drink?" ”

"Shhh ”

Next to the clinic, Hong Cheng got sleeping pills, which was a matter of hand-to-hand capture. He just wanted Parsley to get a good night's sleep.

Parsley snorted twice, and after closing her eyes, there was no movement except for the sound of even breathing.

I don't know how long later, there was a loud bang in her sleep, and Parsley shivered all over, and her eyes opened suddenly.

Outside the door, it was bustling with children's laughter.

She got up and looked in the direction of the door, it was bright outside, and she didn't seem to have slept long.

Parsley got dressed and got out of bed, opened the wooden door, and looked out at the situation, and couldn't help but be startled.

Outside the door, there are adults and children, and the air is filled with the smell of popcorn.

The thud that Parsley heard in her sleep just now was the sound of popcorn stoves exploding.

Hong Cheng didn't know when he became the owner of the popcorn, at the moment he was pouring the corn kernels into the popcorn stove, adding two spoonfuls of saccharin, he closed the valve of the road, and then set the stove on the small brazier.

The brazier was full of coal, and Hong Cheng wore black gloves that couldn't see the original color, clutching the handle on the popcorn stove, and kept shaking the round stove.

I only heard the corn kernels rubbing against the inner wall of the stove, and it was rattling.

There was also a long cloth bag in front of Hong Cheng, and in the bag was freshly baked popcorn.

Freshly baked popcorn is left to dry for a while before it can be put into a plastic bag.

When the popcorn comes out of the oven, it will inevitably splash out of the cloth bag. A lot of children squatted, picking up the popcorn that fell to the ground, and they didn't feel dirty, they put their hands and patted them, rubbed their bodies, and stuffed their mouths to eat.

The real popcorn boss is an old man, and at the moment he is sitting on the side drinking tea leisurely, smiling at the Yiqiē in front of him.

Parsley was also rendered by the joyful atmosphere around her, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile.

Duan Xiang ate without moderation, carrying a bag of popcorn, grabbing a handful and stuffing it into his mouth, not afraid of choking.

When he saw Parsley come out of the wooden house, he handed the bag with popcorn in it, "Parsley, it's just made, it's still hot!" ”

Parsley grabbed a handful of popcorn, pinched one from the palm of her hand, and put it in her mouth, the sweet taste spread on the tip of her tongue, and she missed it too much. She hadn't eaten this in years, and she couldn't remember the last time she ate popcorn was when she was old.

"Our sleeping beauty has finally woken up," Hong Cheng raised his face, and the movements of his hands did not stop. "Sleep for a day, I'm hungry."

Parsley's eyes widened, a little incredulous, "Shall I sleep for a day?" ”

"Didn't you sleep from yesterday afternoon to this afternoon!" Hong Cheng didn't give her much sleeping pills, and the effect of the sleeping pills was not strong at all. Parsley can sleep for so long, it's really tiring.

"Did you do it earlier this morning?" Parsley is still thinking about her small business.

"I didn't do it, I asked Liu Ling to go back this morning." Hong Cheng rubbed his nose, and the soot on the gloves rubbed on his nose, leaving a black patch on the wing of his nose. His funny appearance amused the group of people around him.

Xiangqin complained to him, "Why don't you call me up? ”

Hong Cheng felt wronged, "Why didn't I scream, you slept like a pig, how many times you screamed, you didn't hear it!" ”

The popcorn stove is reverberating a lot, and it's not until now that the parsley is arguing, which is the best proof!

The owner of the popcorn, the old man looked at Parsley with a smile, "You are his little object!" "I was going to Huangzhuang, but when he saw the stove on my tricycle, he pulled my car and didn't let me go, saying why let me lend him the stove." When I asked him what he was borrowing my stove for, he said he wanted to please his little one! ”

When Xiangqin heard this, his heart was somewhat moved, and he imagined the situation in his mind. Hong Cheng fished other people's tricycles, and the appearance of the scoundrel really wanted to make people laugh.

"Thank you, sir." Parsley smiled sweetly, and after eating popcorn, she was full of happiness.

She turned back to the house, took an iron basin, opened the door of the cupboard, opened the rice bag, and scooped some rice into the iron basin.

She took the rice out and put it next to Hong Cheng, "Stop and get me some popcorn later." ”

Hong Cheng waved at her, not at all humane, "Line up to line up, I have to charge for this, give me a dollar to prepare." ”

Parsley saw that there were really a lot of people in line, and everyone was carrying some corn kernels or rice in their hands. No wonder it's so lively.

Parsley moved out all the benches and put them into a line, so that those in line would have a place to sit.

Parsley sat down with Duan Xiang and rubbed his popcorn to eat.

"Uncle Xiangzi, has my mother gone back?"

Duan Qiuping slept on the street for two days, and was persuaded by Cheng's grandmother yesterday, and she didn't see her come to make trouble today, and Xiangqin was a little curious about Duan Qiuping's situation.

Duan Xiang was reluctant to mention her, "When I went back two nights, your grandfather didn't open the door for her." I heard Grandma Cheng say that your mother seems to be sitting in church to listen to evangelism or something. I don't understand what they believe in. ”

Xiangqin was a little emotional, and she was somewhat grateful to Cheng's grandmother. After all, when everyone ignored Duan Qiuping, it was Cheng's grandmother who lent a helping hand to her. "I think Grandma Cheng has a good temper and good eyes, is it a believer."

Duan Xiang's expression was a little exaggerated, "I don't know, hey, but I heard that when Grandma Cheng didn't believe in the Lord a few years ago, she didn't have a good relationship with her daughter-in-law, and she was arguing every day!" Now they have a good relationship! ”

"Really!" Parsley was surprised.

The main thing is that faith can really change a person, and for Duan Qiuping, this is a good choice. If she can be reborn, it is all due to the Lord Jesus.

"Does the church have a place to live?" Parsley hadn't been to church, so she didn't know what it was like.

"Yes." At Christmas the year before last, Duan Xiang went to Cheng's grandmother once, and the church was not big, but it was not small, and the stools in it were like beds. "I've heard them say that it's a mystery to believe in the Lord. If a person with cancer believes in Christ, the disease will be cured immediately! ”

Seeing that Xiangqin and Duan Xiang were chatting happily, Hong Cheng didn't feel good in his heart, and turned his face to Xiangqin and said, "Ming'er, I'll go get a Bible, and I'll tell you the story in the Bible." ”

Hong Cheng faced the brazier, ready to dry the steaming heat.

Parsley went to the house and poured a glass of boiled water. This cup is still a birthday gift received by Hong Cheng on his birthday last time.

Parsley brought the water to Hong Cheng, "Drink some water!" ”

Hong Cheng's dark face glowed, and when he smiled, it made people feel particularly scoundrel, "How do you know that I want to drink water?" You have a mental connection with me! ”

"I don't know what telepathy is." Parsley pushed the glass to his face.

Hong Chengle took the water cup, "Do you want to eat buds made of grain, or made of rice, and wheat can also be made of popcorn." ”

Parsley thought about it, but it was really difficult to choose, "I want to eat it all." ”

Wouldn't it seem like she's too greedy when she says that? Eh, whoever made her scarce these things!

People who haven't eaten popcorn when they were children have no childhood, and she has to get her lost childhood back quickly!

"Then let's have a little bit of everything!" R1152