Dalin took a puff of smoke and continued:

"You women will say that, and my mother persuaded me this way, and I still remember what she said - the two brothers snatched the wine cup, and the outsiders saw the joke."

Manti nodded, admiring Dalin's mother very much, and understanding her dilemma.

"That's the truth, if irrelevant people fight, they will fight, and brothers will be honest when they fight, and outsiders don't think it's a big deal to watch the show."

Dalin was suddenly a little excited, shook half a cigarette in his hand, and said:

"What do I don't want him to do, every time I earn a dollar, I give him half a cent, is it less? He's still going to keep an eye on what I'm holding, and it's best to give it all to him. ”

Manti walked over, squatted down, raised his hand to puff his breath, and persuaded him softly:

"Don't be angry, just think of it as accumulating blessings for yourself, between relatives, it is fate, he will repay you in the future, and you won't take it away in vain."

At this time, Manti looked like his mother, and Dalin looked a little distracted.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Manti, you know what, what you said comforts me."

Dalin groaned, extinguished the cigarette butt, took Manti's hand and said:

"Outsiders will laugh when they see their brothers fighting, and when they hear what I just said, they will fan the flames and encourage my brother to ask his brother to come back, and if he fights back, he may also give me ideas with fake kindness, hoping that our two brothers will fight to the death of the net, so as to follow their wishes. When we all died, it became their drinker to talk about. ”

Manti lowered his head and thought about it, Dalin was really good.

"Relatives are just muddy, you can't be sharp-to-point, hard-hitting, more understanding, more tolerance."

Manti took Dalin's arm and smiled softly at her.

"And the mud!"

Dalin thought about this, pondered the taste, nodded thoughtfully, turned his head and bumped into Manti's motherly eyes again, and immediately understood why this woman would say this: she left her parents and relatives from birth, and was thrown away by her biological father in a local broken kiln. Fortunately, the woman there took pity on the little girl's background and accepted her.

They are all fallen people at the end of the world and have similar tragic experiences. These poor women are more than happy to act as mothers to the baby girls, you breastfeed them, I pay for diapers, and she sews clothes.

This girl, who was abandoned by her relatives, got it and grew up in the kiln ever since. Although the environment is not good, she does not worry about food and clothing, and when she grows up a little, the "mothers" take turns to teach her various skills. Singing at the age of six, dancing at the age of seven, playing chess at the age of eight, playing the piano at the age of nine, going to the kitchen at the age of ten, raising chickens and ducks at the age of eleven, burning tobacco sticks at the age of twelve, warm wine at the age of thirteen, being a female celebrity at the age of fourteen, and becoming a real kiln sister at the age of fifteen.

At that time, I had my own room, my own bed, and my own quilt. But her mood changed suddenly, she lost her feminine dignity, cut off her heart, and became an unconscious puppet to be played with.

"This is my life!"

On the night of the first night, she waited for the guest by the pillow to fall asleep, carefully got out of bed, put on a random dress, and kicked cotton shoes to the window.

The moonlight is like water, the moon is like a woman's eyeballs, shining brightly, bright and shiny, and the stars around it are dotted with tears.

Everyone in the world knows that the moon is beautiful, and the stars hold the moon. A young and beautiful woman is like the moon held in the center, but who knows the anguish in her heart, the pain that is difficult to discharge.

Don't hold the moon with the stars, just keep your relatives and friends company; Don't be admired by everyone, just keep one person's heart. And these are two simple things that she never had.

Pitiful, pathetic and lamentable! This is a ridiculous life from beginning to end.

Her pain, Dalin can feel a thing or two. Listening to her today, she can still say such things after being hurt so deeply by her relatives. What a kind woman this is.

"Manti, I'll accompany you home to find your relatives!"

Dalin gently put his arm around Manti's shoulders and said this to her. Manti just shook his head slightly, blinked his eyes, squeezed a smile out and said:

"Impossible, I can't find it, how can I find them, they haven't come to me for more than twenty years."

"You're still willing to forgive them, aren't you?"

Manti groaned, closed his eyes, and said:

"Don't talk about this, I'm tired today, I want to go to bed early."

At night, two people lay side by side on the large double bed, both lying on their backs, both sleeping with their eyes closed, both awake clearly. One is missing the youngest daughter at home, and the other is missing relatives who have never met.

Who do you say you live for in this world? None of them live for themselves. When you are a child, you want to win glory for your parents, and you can't let your parents worry. When I was a husband and wife, I wanted to earn money for my partner to support my family. When you are a parent, you think about how to raise the next generation and how to support your parents.

This life was never lived for himself. This is true for women, so it is for men.

During the day, everyone is busy with their livelihoods during the day, and at night they inevitably think of their families. Family is the bond that I can't let go of in my life.

"Qinxin, good daughter, you wait for Dad to go back."

It's been a month since I left home, and I miss my only daughter at home all the time. This little girl doesn't know if a person is doing well, whether she eats on time, whether she goes to school well, it's really heartbreaking. As soon as the old father left, there was no one to discipline her. Alas, I'll call Tie Ming tomorrow, and I'll be relieved to call myself.

"Well, sleep, sleep, I'm going to a meeting tomorrow!"

Dalin rolled over, slept on his side, and tugged at the quilt. Manti turned her head to look at him, then looked back at her own thoughts.

The man assured that he was thinking about his precious golden bump again. It's just a little girl, so he worries his father. It's not a son, is it that important? ”

The more Manti thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became, she had never been someone's daughter, and she didn't know what it was like to be cherished by her father. Every time I see Dalin like this, I am not happy or happy in my heart.

"You like children, I gave birth to you, and you can snatch this father's love by giving birth to a son."

Manti was self-righteous, but he didn't know what Qin Xin meant to Dalin. That's not how many sons can be divided.

"Humph!"

Manti pulled the quilt hard, and Dalin was already asleep and motionless.

Xiao Lin at the other end was wandering around the night market alone. There are too many facts in his heart to make it impossible for him to sleep, so instead of lying in bed and deceiving himself, it is better to come out and blow the wind.

The night markets in Nanyang are no worse than those in Shanghai. People here also like to visit the night market. Life at night is very different from during the day. During the day, everyone is in a hurry, running around for a bite to eat, and at night, the tense nerves can be relaxed. Good friends go out to eat and drink together, so it's uncomfortable.

Kobayashi walks along a night market that is particularly lively in the local area.

"There's so much stuff here!"

It is a narrow alley, with small stalls lined up on both sides. From afar, there are fried skewer stalls, sugar water stalls, and seafood stalls...... There are also stalls selling small pets. In terms of form, there are trolleys and storefronts, and there are stalls and anti-poles. In addition to food and fun, there is a music bar on the left and a barbershop on the right.

There are those string lights hanging in every house, and there is still some standing water on the ground, and these colorful lights cast a dot of colorful neon, which makes the whole night market more lively.

The road was full of young people, some tourists from other places, and some local young people. A woman led a snow-white puppy through the crowd. The two lovers put their shoulders on their shoulders and bowed their heads and whispered something. A few young men giggled and played with each other.

A nameless but unusually strong aroma wafted in. I can't tell what kind of fragrance it is, it should be formed by mixing all kinds of scents in the night market. There is the fragrance of roast chicken, the fragrance of scallion oil and seafood, the fragrance of flowers, and the fragrance of women's hair.

Xiao Lin walked alone in this noisy night market, not buying anything. He had long lost interest in all of this. In his opinion, these things are just to coax children, and he disdains.

"Huh-"

Accidentally, Kobayashi stepped into a puddle, and the sewage splashed, staining his new pants. Xiao Lin looked down, the light was too dim, he only saw a few shadows, but the fishy smell really stuck to his pants.

Kobayashi felt a wave of nausea. He had a serious cleanliness habit and could not tolerate the slightest stain on his clothes, let alone such a strong stench. He regretted entering this night market, but when he looked back, he saw that he had already walked a lot, and the front and back were densely packed with people, so he could only continue to follow the crowd.

"Toot-"

Walking through an open field, Kobayashi was attracted by a sharp whistle. When I looked up, it turned out to be an open-air stage. There was nothing unusual about the stage, except that it was covered with a big red carpet sprinkled with gold dust, and the pillars were tied with colored ropes, and there was not even a single balloon.

Kobayashi shook his head and wanted to go down. At this time, several tall and plump girls came up, all wearing sexy and gorgeous stage costumes and started to walk the catwalk.

The crowd erupted in bursts of boos. Everyone's interest was high.

The girls are also bold, scratching their heads on the catwalk, walking to the front of the stage and blinking their peach blossom eyes, sending a flying kiss shampoo, twisting their full and round buttocks, and walking back like a proud heron.

"Wow-"

Kobayashi was stunned. These girls are so beautiful. The facial features are exquisite, the figure is concave and convex, and it is very beautiful in itself, coupled with the feathers raised high on the head, the red and beautiful skirt on the body and the hatred of the sky on the feet, which is not as beautiful as a mortal.

The musicians are beating the music passionately on the sidelines, and the atmosphere is getting more and more enthusiastic. Xiao Lin couldn't walk at all, and looked at the girl on the stage.

The catwalk ended, and the girls invited the audience to interact. Xiao Lin was ready to go up, holding a few tickets in one hand and waving them vigorously. At this time, a girl noticed him and invited him with a smile, but as soon as she spoke, she frightened Xiao Lin.

"What, this is a man? Ah, is it a man or a woman? ”

Under the dim light, Xiao Lin was a little dazed, and he couldn't distinguish the stage, and then he heard someone next to him:

"It's so beautiful, it's a pity it's a shemale ......"

Xiao Lin was so frightened that he ran away......