Bei Xiaowu, Liang Sheng and I are going to school.

Bei Xiaowu's mother dragged her son away crying, saying how could she meet such a litter of robbers! She wiped her tears and plucked two large bunches of chili peppers from the wall of my yard.

The father flashed out of the hall in a wheelchair, looked at his mother expressionlessly, his mouth trembled for a long time, and he said a sentence: Look at the good daughter you gave birth to!

The mother's eyes were red, and she closed them, tears falling from her eyes. She slapped me hard and said that if you don't learn well, you will bring Liangsheng badly.

After a loud crisp sound, my face didn't feel anything. I opened my eyes and found that Liang Sheng was in front of me, covering half of his face, protecting me tightly, and moaning quietly, Mom, don't hit Jiang Sheng, she never made a mistake. The clay pot was given to me by Bei Xiaowu himself, you have to believe it.

Liang Sheng's voice was terrifying, and the father in the hall saw that his mother had hit his son by mistake, and pounced like a mad lion. It's just that he forgot that at this time, he was in a wheelchair and a wasted person! So when half of his body crashed out of the door, he was thrown into the courtyard with a bang.

The father was taken to the hospital again.

Liang Sheng also went to the hospital, and the doctor said that he was malnourished. The father, who couldn't move, could only stare at his mother fiercely with two eyes! The mother felt innocent.

In fact, they didn't know that Liang Sheng gave me all the delicious food every day.

Each time, we would climb up to the roof, watch the moonlight like water, and listen to the insects chirping. Ryosheng usually hid all the delicious food in a large bowl, brought it to the roof, and brought it to me, smiling while watching me gobble it up. I asked him, brother, aren't you hungry?

Liang Sheng said, my brother has eaten, you can eat it.

Under the moonlight, when I listened to the sound of insects, I forgot to listen to it, and Liangsheng's stomach was also gurgling, and at that time, I just thought that it was another sound of insects.

Oh, and I forgot to mention that because of the wrong slap from my mother, Liangsheng's right ear became a little back. From then on, when I called out to his brother, I had to raise my voice considerably. I used to cry secretly for this, and I said, "Brother, I'd rather be deaf myself."

Liang Sheng said, fool, Liang Sheng is a boy, it's okay. You are a little girl, and you will not be able to marry if you become deaf.

The readmission of his father to the hospital made the family, which was not wealthy, even more impoverished. Originally, it was a work-related injury, and the newspaper could afford it, but this time, it was due to personal reasons, and the newspaper was unwilling to continue to fill this bottomless pit.

The father lay on the hospital bed, like an inanimate corpse. The youngest daughter of the sick person next to the bed is singing to her mother a new song she just learned from school - socialism is good, socialism is good, and the people of socialist countries have a high status!

The father may have looked at the heat in his eyes, so he desperately urged his mother, Liangsheng is over school age, how can you be a mother, and you won't let him go to school!

Mother just nodded resignedly, saying that she would do it.

I told Bei Xiaowu that Liang Sheng and I were going to school.

Bei Xiaowu is a follower, crying and running home to find his mother.

Soon, Bei Xiaowu sold a few hens, and Bei Xiaowu went to school with his newly bought schoolbag.

Not long after, my mother sold her blood illegally, and Liang Sheng and I also carried the schoolbags that my mother had made overnight to school. My mother didn't want me to study, but I looked at Liang Sheng pitifully, and Liang Sheng said, Jiang Sheng doesn't read, and I don't read either!

My mother was helpless, gritted her teeth ruthlessly, and illegally sold blood again, and I entered the school. When I entered school, Liang Sheng and I learned the song "Socialism is Good", and we also sang it to my mother, who smiled happily like a beautiful flower.

However, Mom, please forgive me, my daughter at that time was too young to understand what selling blood was, and my daughter just thought that it was no different from Bei Xiaowu's selling hens......