Fugui sighed all the way, his mind was full of a row of children kneeling on the side of the road and the big black and white portrait, although people returned home, their hearts were still a little uncomfortable, and when they got home, they put down the basket and wanted to talk to Er Miao about it.

It's cold outside, where is Ermiao, who loves her son like her life, willing to let her son play outside, she burned the stove vigorously, and the two children were confined in the house and were not allowed to run outside.

When Fugui entered the house, he sighed first, and then pulled a bench to the stove, spread his hands and put them on the stove to roast the fire.

Er Miao raised his eyelids and glanced at him, and continued to bow his head to mend Fugui's clothes, "What's wrong?" Why are you worried about going out to catch a set, and you are burping with people? ”

"Why do you think there are so many poor people in the world?" Fugui rubbed his hands, put them to his mouth and took a hot breath.

Er Miao smiled, she scratched the needle on her scalp and stitched several stitches in a row, "You still pity people?" Our family is not poor enough? I don't think it's good for others to pity you. ”

"We're much better than others, at least our family is fine."

Er Miao put the needle and thread on his lap and asked suspiciously, "Who did you see had an accident?" ”

"Do you remember? Just a few years ago, there was a man who went to our village to look for a child, and the missing person notice was posted everywhere at that time? ”

The dusty memory was turned out in an instant, Er Miao was most afraid of hearing people mention things like looking for children, her heart tightened, her hands trembled unconsciously, she hurriedly covered her hands with her clothes, and covered it with a dry smile, "How can I remember this, didn't I go to my eldest sister at that time." ”

"Oh, yes, you went to the eldest sister then." The kind-hearted Fugui didn't think much about it, and continued: "Just that man, he died in a car accident, and I heard them say that it was because the man was distracted by his thoughts about the child while driving, and accidentally hit the mountain, so he hit and died. ”

Er Miao was stunned for a moment, she looked at Fugui in a daze, "You don't know how pitiful that family is, a litter of children kneeling there, the youngest is not as big as our family's Fubao." ”

The hands under the clothes start to shake, what should I do? What to do? Someone died, and the man had a car accident because he wanted to have a child, and his child was stolen by himself.

Er Miao is not a big traitor, in the final analysis, she is just an uninformed rural woman, and she was also fascinated by money for a while, so she did something illegal and undisciplined, and since she came back from Zhengzhou, she has been struggling in panic and fear for several years.

As soon as Fu Bao was born, Niu Ermiao was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, her son was not her at all, and he was exactly the same as Fuguichang, which made Ermiao cry happily several times.

When she first knew that she was pregnant, Er Miao only hoped that the child would be healthy, and gradually hoped that it would be a boy, and then hoped that the child would not follow her, but must follow his father, and when the child was born, Er Miao was relieved, and these facial features were the same as she hoped for everywhere.

Thanks to the Bodhisattva, this is the first time Er Miao blurted out the words when he saw his son, and on the second day of the child's birth, Er Miao asked Fugui to go to the temple to make a vow.

The child's name is Fu Bao, is to hope that her baby will be blessed for a lifetime, Fu Bao is very smart, ten months will be called Daddy, although the pronunciation is "Yamato sheep", but to the ears of the two seedlings, is Daddy. Ermiao's heart was put on her son, and some of the things that had happened were gradually forgotten by her.

Both children are complete, husband and wife are harmonious, Ermiao is intoxicated with this comfortable and happy life, and occasionally thinks of the past, she regrets it even more, and she can't wait for that incident to never happen.

Since having a son, the title of wealth has also changed, it was originally called Hua her mother, and now it is called Bao Ta Niang, he saw that Er Miao looked like he was not giving up, and raised his voice and asked, "Bao Ta Niang, did you hear what I said?" Bao Da Niang—"

"Ah, ah, what did you say?" Ermiao seemed to wake up from a dream.

Fugui was very dissatisfied with his wife's not listening to him well, he wrinkled his brows and complained, "What do you think, I don't care about people when I talk to you." ”

"No, I didn't think about anything, I was thinking about what to cook for a while."

Fu Bao heard his mother say to cook, and hurriedly ran over with the toy in his hand, "Mother, I want to eat meat, eat meat." Seeing that the person was about to pounce on Er Miao's legs, Er Miao was so frightened that he hurriedly pulled the needle and thread on his legs aside, "My treasure, my treasure, you slow down, don't tie you." ”

"Meat is there, Dad just bought it." Fugui scooped up the basket and began to pick things out, "Dad also bought fish, sugar, and ...... Ouch, Fubao, what is this? Fugui carried a cannon to show his son.

During the Chinese New Year, I usually bought flowers for my daughter, and my son bought firecrackers, and Fugui loved my son, so I bought a few small whips for Fubao to let him play.

"Yikes! Artillery battles. Fu Bao really liked it, threw the toy in his hand, and went to grab the whip.

"You buy this for the kid again." Er Miao was unhappy, "How dangerous is this thing, how can you break the child?" ”

"Look at you, just put your heart in your stomach, I'm his own father, don't I count it in my heart? I bought the smallest firecracker for my child, that is, it sounded, and it was not powerful. ”

Zaohua heard that her father had bought Tang, and she didn't write anymore, so she put down her pen and came around, "Dad, I want to eat sugar." ”

"Give my daughter candy." Fugui opened the kraft paper, grabbed a few grains of candy and put them in the palm of Jujube Hua's hand.

"Dad, I'll eat too." Fu Bao stretched out his little hand and waited for it.

"You have it too." Fugui gave his son a few more pieces.

Jujube is filial, the first sugar was not put in his mouth, but handed to Fugui's mouth, "Dad, give it to you." ”

"You eat it, Daddy won't eat it." Fugui is reluctant to eat it, but the jujube flower has already put the sugar in his mouth, and he can't lose the kindness of the child, Fugui put the sugar in his mouth, and didn't forget to praise, "My daughter is so good." ”

After receiving her father's praise, Zaohua was very happy, and she pinched the sugar cube and sent it to Er Miao, "Mother, you eat." ”

Ermiao absentmindedly put the sugar cube in her mouth.

Zaohua didn't hear her mother's praise, and asked unwillingly, "Mother, isn't it sweet?" ”

"Oh, sweet." Er Miao was still in a state of mind, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zao Huaxin said, it's better to be a father, she returned to the bamboo basket a little unhappy, and the three heads of the master came together to pick and choose the things in the basket.

This is a common scene in the past, Er Miao is doing needlework on the side, Fugui is leading the two children to play on the side, if it is in the past, Er Miao is smiling and looking at the grandfather, and from time to time to say a few words to participate, not today, she just sat there staring at her man and child.

Dinner was still blind, either salty or paste, and Fu Bao's favorite fried pork slices were made by her as if they had overturned the salt jar.

Fubao has been pampered since he was a child, there are delicious things to eat with him first, as soon as the meal is on the table, he picked up a big chopsticks and put it in his mouth, just chewed it twice, and immediately wrinkled his face and spit on the table, dissatisfied with Ermiao shouted, "Mother, it's too salty." ”

If you don't believe in the rich, you have always cooked, where can the food be salty if it is salty, and it is worth spitting out the meat? He pinched a piece of meat and put it in his mouth and chewed it, "My lord, Bao Ta Niang, you killed the salt seller?" Fugui was reluctant to spit out the meat, so he chewed it and swallowed it.

Er Miao didn't expect it to be so salty, she smiled embarrassedly, "Ah, the salt is heavy." ”

The meat that came to his mouth couldn't be eaten, Fu Bao was unwilling, kicked his legs and began to make trouble, "I want to eat meat, I want to eat meat." ”

Fugui was willing to let his son not be able to eat meat, so he hurriedly coaxed: "Don't cry my son, my father will give you shabu." Fugui poured a bowl of boiling water, put the meat slices in the bowl, and gave it to Fu Bao to eat.

At night, Ermiao, who finally fell asleep, began to dream, she had not seen Shi Dayong, but she had seen Wang Ying, in the dream, Wang Ying brought a man covered in blood to settle accounts with her.

Wang Ying angrily pointed at her and said to the man: "It's her!" She was the one who stole our daughter, and she killed you! You take her away and take her to Lord Yama, so that Lord Yama can administer justice to us. ”

Er Miao was so frightened that she retreated again and again, "Don't catch me, don't catch me." She turned around and wanted to escape, but unexpectedly, the man was faster, and as soon as she turned around, the man had already floated in front of her, holding a hand that was still dripping blood and pinched her neck, "Where are you running!" The man let out a loud shout and lifted her off the ground with a sinister grin.

"You let go of me, you let go of me." Ermiao struggled violently, and she felt like she was about to lose her breath.

"Released you?" The man leaned his head over, and Er Miao clearly saw that his body was not moving, and he really just put his head in front of her, "Take a good look, you killed me, and you want me to let you go, you come with me, go to hell with me, hahaha......"

The man's facial features were still dripping blood, his eyes seemed to bulge out, the blood in his mouth was also flowing non-stop, his teeth and tongue were all soaked with blood, and every time he said a word, the blood would spray onto Er Miao's face.

"Help! Help me! Fugui come and save me. Ermiao turned her head with difficulty and shouted that Fugui came to help, but she didn't expect Fugui to take her two children to patronize and play in circles, ignoring her.

"Fubao, jujube flower, save my mother!" Er Miao was so anxious that he waved his hand.

This time, the grandfather heard it, but she didn't expect the three of them to stand by indifferently and let the man pull her away.

"Fortune save me!" Ermiao screamed.

Fugui not only didn't move, but also said coldly: "Why should I save you, you are a bad person, and you are not worthy of being the mother of the children." ”

"Yes, bad guy, I don't want you to be my mother." Zaohua also said.

"I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, please let me go." Ermiao pleaded.

"Now I know it's wrong, it's too late!" The man gritted his teeth, his hands clenched tighter and tighter.

The man carried Er Miao to the edge of a cliff, and he threw Er Miao down, "You go down first!" ”

"Ahh