The burst of bright red blood stained the entire vision, there were the screams of women, the sound of bottles and cans falling to the ground, and recently the sound of a man containing anger as if he had been rubbed in his throat for a long time, rough and unpleasant.

"You're crazy!"

I couldn't see his expression clearly, and liquid was dripping down his fingertips on his hands. The heart is bleeding and scarred.

yes, I'm crazy.

"Knock" fell to the ground.

The man lying on a dilapidated wooden bed sat up suddenly, his eyes glazed over, his mouth wide open, and he gasped for air.

"Sister, are you having nightmares again?" A childish voice came from his ears.

She looked at the yellowed mosquito net in a daze, her eyes condensed little by little, and her expression changed from the confusion just now to a deep one. At this time, a small dark yellow hand reached out next to her and put it on her hand on the quilt, she turned her head, and what caught her eye was the little brother's eyes stained with moisture.

The seven or eight-year-old child was dressed in patched old clothes, his complexion was dull and dull, his withered yellow hair that had not been trimmed for a long time hung down on the top of his head, fluffy and messy, and he looked like he had just woken up, and the only thing that stood out on his dark and thin face was the big eyes that were shining with water vapor.

This is her brother, who looks seven or eight years old, but is actually ten years old this year.

"Yangyang, sometimes it's a good thing to have nightmares." She stretched out her hand to smooth her little brother's bird's nest-like hair and said.

"For what? Is it also a good thing that Sister has had nightmares for a month? Sister, you see that your eyes are dark! The child tilted his head, pouted and asked suspiciously, and gently touched her eyelid with his hand when he said the last sentence.

She shook her head, and looked up through the broken glass on the window, where a ray of sunlight enveloped a red leaf on the tip of the tree outside the window, which made the difference between the red leaf and the whole green tree.

"There are nightmares that constantly warn people not to make mistakes and go down the wrong path." A very light sentence slipped from the corner of her mouth, but it was extraordinarily meaningful.

"Why can't I understand what Sister A's words are?" Yang Yang asked confusedly, his eyes blinking, revealing a thirst for knowledge.

"Because Yangyang is still young, and Yangyang doesn't need to understand this, I will take care of you and my mother in the future." She smiled and gently pinched the little one's fleshy cheek.

The wooden door of the "Squeak" was pushed open, and a thin black woman walked in from the outside.

"What is Nuan Nuan and Yang Yang saying, they look very happy." The woman said with a smile on her wrinkled face.

"Grandma, Sister said that she would take care of me and Grandma in the future, but I think I should take care of Grandma and Sister in the future, well, I am the man in the family!" Yang Yang had a little head and said solemnly.

"Okay, little man, hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face, it's time for breakfast. Nuan Nuan, you have to come out quickly! The woman walked over, put her hand on the back of Yangyang's head, and pushed Yangyang outward, she said as she walked out.

"Sister, hurry up!"

Watching the two people of her dearest disappear at the door, she slowly narrowed her eyes while sitting on the bed, and muttered: "March 17th, it's here." ”

This day has been looking forward to since she woke up, and the day that she has been looking forward to for nearly a month has finally come.

She was well prepared for this day.

Regardless of whether that part of the memory in her brain is Zhuang Zhou Xiaomeng or not, she has to control her future, since she has nothing now, then she will work hard to find what she wants, and it is man-made! She didn't want to experience that bloody dream again.

In the month she was sober, she was always introspective, and she stayed at home for half a month because of her illness, during which she completely figured out the purpose of living again, and also completely changed her mentality, which was the biggest gain after she was sober. In the second half of the month, she began to plan for the future, and at the same time carefully formulated a short-term plan.

On March 17th, someone would come here and talk to her mother about letting her exchange life with another girl of a similar age in the city for a month. In the previous life, my mother agreed to the temptation of the other party to promise that as long as she wanted to study, she would pay for her to study, and this time it would be the result if nothing else. She will not object to such an outcome, but will find a way to speed it up, and of course the process will change.

She just wants to take this opportunity to get out of the mountains, and only by going outside can she carry out her next plan!

After changing her clothes, she walked out of her humble bedroom.

The early morning mist gradually dissipated, the sun poured down, and the orange sunlight fell on people warmly and warmly, which was particularly comfortable. In March, the mountains are still a little cool, and the water in the morning is even colder, but the water for warm washing is lukewarm.

"Sister, wash it quickly, otherwise the pancakes won't taste good when they're cold." Yang Yang ran out of the house, still holding a cake in his hand, his little face was a little red, there were still undried water stains on his face, the cold water in the morning was very cold, Yang Yang would be stabbed red by the cold water every morning when he washed his face.

She responded with a smile, and after watching Yangyang run back to the house, she lowered her head, looking at the thin little hands soaked in warm water, and her face reflected on the surface of the water, she was used to seeing her appearance after eight years, and then looked at her current self, there is only one word to describe her now: ugly. Perennial illness and malnutrition, now her condition is even worse than Yangyang.

After she swapped to that home in a big city, it's no wonder that she was not treated well by that family. It's just that this time she will never stick a hot face to a cold ass again, after so many experiences, she completely understands a truth, if you want to live a good life, you can't ask for the mercy of others, only by your own efforts can you truly live with dignity.

"Tomorrow Monday is going to school, you sisters and brothers don't go to the field with me, and study your homework at home." After eating a simple and rough breakfast, Su Qian picked up the farm tools and turned her head to the sisters and brothers behind her.

"Grandma, yesterday evening, Sister Grandma had already helped me prepare. Just let me go with my grandma? Yang Yang blinked and unconsciously coquettishly.

"Mom, you take Yangyang with you, I won't go today if I have something to do."

"Sister?" Yang Yang looked at her suspiciously.

"Then you have to pay attention to your body and don't touch the cold water." After Su Qian admonished, she took Yang Yang away.

Yang Yang turned back in three steps, and every time he looked back at her standing at the door, his little face was always a little tangled, and he wanted to stop talking until he turned a mountain bend and couldn't see anyone before he concentrated on walking.

Seeing no more mother and son, she turned around and went into the main house.

On the wall opposite the main house hung three posthumous photographs, two of which were placed side by side with a dark-skinned and wrinkled old man, and a single portrait of a young man at the bottom.

She walked up to the statue, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, looked up at the three familiar faces, and said, "Grandparents, Dad, please bless me with all the best in the future!" ”

In the photo, the young man's eyes that are very similar to her are slightly squinted, obviously just looking ahead calmly, but it gives people a feeling of smiling at you. This was her beloved father, who died when she was seven years old.

She almost died of illness that year, and since then her body has collapsed, and since then there have been countless major and minor illnesses, completely pushing the whole family to the point of poverty. It was the strong mother who carried the whole family, and she never gave up on dragging down the family, and the three of them stumbled and survived until now.

This year is a turning point in her life, and she is bound to seize the opportunity to hunt for a rich life that belongs to her family.