Eight-year-old Chen Cheng, his small body curled up in the corner, holding his knees with his hands, burying his head in his knees, his small shoulders trembling, and the sound of sobbing could be heard in the quiet room.

Grandpa Chen was not worried about his little grandson, so he hung the quilt on the bamboo pole with difficulty, thinking that he would go to see the little grandson after drying the quilt.

Chen Li walked from afar, saw that his grandfather was drying the quilt, and probably thought of something, and the light in his eyes dimmed a little.

She suppressed the emotions in her eyes, hurriedly ran over, moved the stool, and hung the quilt with her grandfather.

Until the quilt was hung up, after hesitating for a while, Chen Li said in a low voice: "Grandpa, have your parents returned to the city?" ”

Grandpa Chen looked at his little granddaughter and sighed: "Lychee, your parents are also here to give you a better life......

He wanted to say something more, but Chen Li didn't want to listen to it anymore.

What grandpa wants to say, she knows, and she has heard it countless times since she was a child.

Mom and Dad are also reluctant to you, but they have to go out to work hard, and they have to go outside to make money to support you, in order to give you a better life, so don't blame your parents.

Chen Li knew, she didn't blame her parents, she just, just reluctantly.

She was annoyed why she had just left, and she hadn't even seen her parents for the last time before they left for the city.

The Chinese New Year's Eve came back, and today is the third day of the first lunar month, two or three days.

When we meet again, it's probably next year's New Year, and there are more than 360 days left.

"By the way, grandpa, is the orange back?" Chen Li's eyes were red, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"He's in the house, by the way, did the orange be beaten, there was a slap print on his face, his face was swollen and high, he asked him, he didn't say, you go and see, what's going on, tell grandpa, who is the person who bullied my grandson, grandpa just fought for this old life, and he had to find him desperately." Grandpa Chen was indignant, he was reluctant to beat and scold his grandson on weekdays, how could others bully him.

"Then grandpa, I'll go see the oranges." Chen Li carried the four-wheel drive car in his arms and arrived in front of Chen Cheng's room.

Chen's family has two rooms, on weekdays, Chen Li has one, Chen Cheng and Grandpa Chen have one, if parents come back, there is one room between mother and Chen Li, one room for Grandpa Chen, Father Chen, and one room for Chen Cheng.

"Oranges?" Chen Li shouted softly outside the house, but the people inside the house did not answer.

After shouting a few more times and getting no response, Chen Li said, "I'm in." ”

As she spoke, she pushed open the wooden door, and the Chen family was not in the habit of locking the door in the house, so Chen Li pushed it in, and at a glance saw the little figure curled up in the corner and sobbing.

Chen Li's heart twitched, she walked over and squatted in front of him, her lips moved, she wanted to open her mouth to comfort him, but she didn't know what to say.

Hearing her brother's crying, in fact, she also wanted to cry, and when she came back to learn that her parents were gone, she was also very sad.

After a long time, she said, "Orange, don't cry." ”

Chen Cheng was still crying.

Chen Li suddenly remembered the four-wheel drive car in his arms, and said, "Look, my sister helped you get the car back, don't you like this car very much?" ”

When the words fell, I saw Chen Cheng, who was buried in his knees, raised his head.

The little one's face was full of tears, his eyes were red, and his eyes were full of tears, and he had always been like a little wolf cub, but at this time he was like a fragile little rabbit, so pitiful.