Mining disaster, the night is like water.

At night, Bei Xiaowu dragged the almost disfigured Bei Xiaowu to my yard, and the wrinkles on her face were more eye-catching than the teeth marks on Bei Xiaowu's face. My mother kept serving tea and pouring water, and kept apologizing, until late at night, when Bei Xiaowu and his tooth marks disappeared from front of me. Before leaving, Bei Xiaowu dragged a large string of red peppers from the wall of my house.

I was beaten by my mother because of the cold.

This was the first time Wen Shan's mother had done something to me. She cried while hitting me with a rattan, do you know that you are the needle in Wei Jiaping's eyes! Let you be careful, how can you toss so much, do you have to know your existence in the whole Wei Jiaping? Why are you so bullying?

At that time, I didn't know that my mother's words were all for Liangsheng. She is a kind woman, like the abandoned woman described in many novels, weak and submissive.

When the rattan was pumped against the wound on my arm, I shuddered, and Liang Sheng, who peeked behind the curtain, covered his eyes tightly.

The moonlight is like water.

In the watery moonlight, the weak mother held the whip helplessly. Hair was scattered and tears were falling. And the four-year-old daughter will never understand her sorrow as a woman.

The man named Jiang Liangzhi married Wei Jiaping when he was just an incompetent poor teacher in Weijiaping, and depended on each other for their lives. In order to support his parents who were sick in bed, and in order not to put pressure on his livelihood, she had no choice but to do it after two pregnancies. Every time he hugged her and cried, saying, I'm sorry. With tears in his eyes, the man swore to her that in the future he would give her a happy home, a group of healthy children! Later, he did! He became a well-known reporter in the provincial capital, but he had a new love outside. That's a female journalist who is as educated, layered and knowledgeable as him! They are happy, lingering, sweet, intoxicated.

A peasant woman in the countryside endures, suffers, struggles, and waits in the distant Weijiaping! She knew that he had a home outside and a child, but she didn't dare to say anything, cry or make trouble. She understood that he did not divorce her because of her in-laws' love and need for her hard work and patience, and that she would never interfere in his prosperous private life.

A few days ago, the man named Jiang Liangzhi and his female reporter lover came to the coal mine in Weijiaping to conduct an interview and write realistically, but they were buried underground by a sudden mining disaster. The female reporter is dead, and the wind and snow are gone. The man named Jiang Liangzhi is now lying in the hospital, life and death are uncertain, and only the wife of the chaff is with him at the sickbed. He instructed her to take him and another woman's son to Wei Jiaping to raise, and if he died, he would have to raise him well. Yes, he didn't need to ask her, he just commanded.

There is a kind of woman who has a sad life. You can be deceived when you are alive, and you can be deceived after you die.

This wretched woman is my mother. At this moment, she was scattering her hair and weeping, as if she had lost her soul. As for my father's affairs, I didn't figure it out until I was thirteen years old. It was also from the age of thirteen that I had a very bad habit of opening my eyes in the middle of the night, trying to open my pupils wide, trying to see through the ceiling covered with newspapers, curling up my little body, looking for that beautiful night. The night is like water! Moonlight is like water!

Once, on this moonlit night, my mother scolded me, hugged me and cried, she said, Jiang Sheng, my life.

I was a mother who only got her child after middle age, and she cherished me so much, she never owned any gold and jade jewelry in her life, and I was her gold and jade jewelry. She turned her guilt over her first two unborn children into love and put it on me. But today, after she finished crying, she still punished me for standing in the yard.

That night, the moon was so lonely, and I stood barefoot in the yard, with only the hot little body of the little cat nestled at my feet.

In the middle of the night, Liang Sheng sneaked out of the house, and he called me in a whisper, Jiang Sheng, Jiang Sheng.

I looked at him, looking aggrieved, his head down, his bare little toes constantly cocking around.

He tugged at my arm and looked at the dark red tooth marks on it, the blood that flowed out of it clotted into dark red boils. He asked me, Jiang Sheng, does it still hurt?

I shook my head, nodded my head, and then grabbed his arm and cried, tears and snot covering his clean sleeves.

He bit his lip and said, Jiang Sheng, I'm sorry.

When he said that, I cried even harder.

He wiped my tears with his sleeve and said, Jiang Sheng, don't cry. It's all cold and bad! Liang Sheng will never let Jiang Sheng be wronged again in the future! Otherwise, let the moon in the sky crush to death!

I stopped crying and called his brother, I said, don't let the moon smash you to death, if Jiang Sheng is wronged again in the future, you will smash me to death with braised pork!

As I spoke, I licked the corners of my mouth with my little pink tongue, trying to reminisce about the taste of the braised pork I ate in the afternoon. Six-year-old Liang Sheng looked at me in a daze for a long time and cried. Later, when we were in elementary school, the teacher asked everyone to talk about their ideals, and those little boys were either going to be scientists or astronauts, only Liang Sheng stood stupidly for a long time and said that he was going to be a cook who could make braised pork in the future, which caused a group of students to laugh wildly, and was punished by the teacher for standing at the door for a long time on the grounds of disrupting classroom discipline.

It was also that moonlit night, Liang Sheng pulled me back to the main house secretly, brought cool well water, and washed my feet without saying a word. My feet are small, and my hands are small. Liang Sheng said, Jiang Sheng, you have to wear shoes in the future, otherwise your feet will grow as big as a boat, and no one will want them when you grow up.

I sat on the bench and laughed, saying, I'm not afraid, I have a cool life, I have a brother.

Liang Sheng didn't speak, picked me up from the bench, and carried me back to the room where I was sleeping.

The mother has long been asleep, and there are sighs in her dreams. I fell asleep next to the cold, and my two little black heads were put together, like two tenacious mushrooms.

Xiao Mi curled up beside me, and I curled up next to Ryosheng.

I almost forgot that I had just been whipped, and I laughed heartlessly, and Liangsheng patted my head and said, Jiang Sheng, be obedient, go to sleep.

I secretly glanced at Liang Sheng when I was sleeping, the moonlight was like water, and Liang Sheng's eyebrows and eyes were also like water.