Chen Liangan led Pomegranate and Jinbao through half the street and into a small alley.

The houses in this alley are small and dilapidated, worse than the houses of Taojia villagers, and there is garbage everywhere, like a refugee camp.

There are rich people in the world, and there will naturally be poor people, but she didn't expect that behind the neat and beautiful houses on the street, there would be such a dirty and dilapidated place.

"Sister, this is my home." Chen Liangan pointed to a crooked courtyard gate that could be blown down by a little stronger wind and told Pomegranate Flower.

The courtyard gate is made up of several wooden planks, and you can clearly see the environment inside through the gaps.

Pomegranate touched the back of Chen Liangan's head and said softly: "Let's go in and see your mother!" ”

"Sister and brother, please come in." Chen Liangan stepped forward and pushed open the extremely crude courtyard door, and invited Pomegranate Flower and Jinbao to enter.

The courtyard was small, with only two rooms, and there were no extra items in the open space except for a few rows of racks for drying clothes.

"Mother, there is something to eat, there are three big steamed buns." After entering the hospital, Chen Liangan ran to the house with a steamed bun.

Pomegranate and Jinbao glanced at each other and walked in.

The house is small, and the furnishings are very simple, but the furniture such as tables and stools are very clean, and there is no dust on them.

In the corner against the wall was a shelf bed, on which lay a woman on her back, whose eyes were now open.

"Mother, a kind sister gave me three big steamed buns today, which is enough for us to eat." Chen Liangan ran to the bed, holding the steamed bun in both hands to show the woman.

The woman wanted to stand up, but she barely raised her head to look at it, then fell back on the pillow, and her voice was dry and weak, "An'er, you eat first, my mother has no appetite." ”

"Mother, you just ate a steamed bun yesterday, how can you not have an appetite. If you are sick, you have to eat more, so that the disease will get better, mother, you used to teach me this. Chen Liangan picked up a steamed bun and fed it to the woman's mouth.

The woman's head was tilted, a loving smile appeared on her pale face, and she said slowly: "My mother's illness this time I can't get better, you can eat the steamed buns yourself, it's a waste for my mother to eat them." ”

"No, mother, if you lie to me, you will definitely get better." Chen Liangan was so anxious that he cried, and stuffed the steamed bun into his mother's mouth with a steamed bun in his hand, "Mother, you can eat it, you can eat it." ”

When Pomegranate Blossom and Jinbao who came in behind saw this scene, their noses were sour and unspeakably uncomfortable.

The woman noticed that someone was coming in the house, turned her head to look, and saw that it was a pair of young boys and girls, so she asked Chen Liangan, "An'er, who are they?" ”

Chen Liangan wiped his tears and told the woman: "Mother, my brother and sister are the kind people who gave me steamed buns, they said they wanted to come to see you, so I brought them here." ”

When the woman heard this, she struggled to get up again, but she was so weak that she could not get off the bed.

"Auntie, don't get up, lie down." Pomegranate hurriedly stepped forward and held the woman down.

The woman was still young, and did not look to be more than thirty years old, but her face was pale, and her lips were bloodless, and she was very haggard.

"Thank you, willing to give steamed buns to An'er." The woman's eyes were bright, and the thin cheeks were devoid of flesh, making the eyes look bigger.

"Auntie, don't say that, it's just a few steamed buns, you don't have to take it to heart." Pomegranate looked at the woman, how could she look like she had been malnourished for a long time.

The woman shook her head lightly and said with a sad smile: "There is no rice grain saved at home, and in the past few days when I was sick, I relied on An'er to eat in Zhangluo, although he brought things back every day, but I knew that it must be extremely difficult." ”

The world is hot and cold, people's hearts are cold and warm, and the woman seems to see through it.

Pomegranate was silent, reaching out to the woman's forehead, whose body temperature was normal.

"I'm not infected with the cold, the girl bothered." The woman struggled to speak, and her lips were chapped and tiny cuts formed.

"My mother is hungry and sick, so I usually let me eat everything I have to eat first." Chen Liangan cried.

When Pomegranate Hua heard this, combined with the conversation between the woman and Chen Liangan who had just come in, she seemed to understand.

She thought about it for a while, and first said to Chen Liangan: "Your mother is sick and can't eat steamed buns, where is the water?" Let's go boil some hot water for your mother to drink first. ”

"There's water in the stove, and I only boiled it in the morning." Chen Liangan put down the steamed bun and ran out as he spoke, "I'll pour water." ”

Pomegranate Flower untied her purse and handed it to Jinbao, who was standing on the side, and explained: "Brother Jinbao, you go to the street to see which shop sells porridge, you go and buy a bowl of green vegetable and meat porridge and come back." ”

Jinbao pushed the purse back to the pomegranate flower, patted his waist, and said with a smile: "I still have the money to buy a bowl of porridge, how can I just let you pay for this matter!" ”

Pomegranate pursed her lips and smiled, but no longer insisted, "That's okay, you go and go back quickly." ”

"Good Ratcha." With that, Jinbao turned and strode out of the house.

Pomegranate returned to the bed, helped the woman up and leaned against her, and Chen Liangan also came in with a bowl of water.

The water is almost cold, only a little lukewarm, and it is no problem to drink it.

The pomegranate flower held the bowl and carefully fed the woman water.

The woman was so thirsty that she greedily sucked water like a dying fish.

Pomegranate looked at the appearance of the woman drinking water, and her heart was astringent.

How difficult it is for a child to take care of a sick adult, and the family doesn't even have anything to eat.

Looking at the age, Chen Liangan is about the same age as Tao Tianbao, but the level of sensibility of the two is simply unacceptable compared to Tao Tianbao.

When the woman had finished drinking the water, she looked better.

Pomegranate told Chen Liangan that the eldest brother went to buy food for his mother, and he only had to eat steamed buns.

Chen Liangan heard that his mother had something else to eat, and after thanking the pomegranate flower happily, he took a steamed bun and went to the table to sit down and nibble on it.

Pomegranate then asked the woman about the daily life of their mother and son.

As Chen Liangan said before, Qin Niangzi usually lives by helping others sew and mend the pulp, and when it is cold, it is okay, but those women in the town who can't afford to hire maids and are lazy will take their clothes to others to wash, and the money Qin Niangzi earns is barely enough to survive.

If it is hot today, the clothes that can be washed are greatly reduced, and life is stretched, and she often eats the last meal without the next meal, so Qin Niangzi has to go to the town to dig some wild vegetables and come back to satisfy her stomach.

How many wild vegetables can be dug in the summer, and the old disease has been committed again a few days ago, which has led to the current situation.

After listening to Qin Niangzi, Pomegranate looked at Chen Liang'an, who was gnawing on steamed buns, and remembered that he had never seen his father since he was a child, so he couldn't help but ask again: "What about Liang'an's father?" Did you not give birth to him before or did you ...... later?"

A strange look flashed in Qin Niangzi's eyes, and she said lightly: "It's not gone, it's gone." ”

And sure enough, it was!

Pomegranate confirmed her previous suspicions, and her heart was full of anger. It seems that scumbags are rampant, and there is no shortage of negative men!

Chen Liangan only ate one steamed bun, put the rest of the bag up, and said that he would keep it for his mother.

Pomegranate flowers are not a taste in their hearts, this child is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed. But she is currently just a small peasant girl, with only a few dozen dollars on her, and she can't help the mother and son.

After a while, I went to buy porridge and got Jinbao back, as the pomegranate flower ordered, it was a big bowl of porridge with vegetables and meat.

Chen Liangan saw the meat porridge and swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

In the past few days when his mother was sick, he was hungry most of the time, and he only ate one steamed bun just now, and his stomach was still empty!

Seeing this, Pomegranate Hua took the bowl that Qin Niangzi had just drunk from, divided most of the bowl of porridge in it, and then gave the remaining half of the bowl of meat porridge that was still hot to Chen Liangan, "Eat, be careful of scalding." ”

Chen Liangan looked at the porridge and shook his head firmly, "I don't eat it, keep it for my mother." ”

Pomegranate glanced at Qin Niangzi, and persuaded Chen Liangan with a smile: "If you don't eat it, your mother won't eat it." ”

Qin Niangzi looked at the pomegranate flower gratefully.

Chen Liangan remembered that his mother usually ate everything he had to eat, and he would rather starve, so he obediently did not refuse.

After the mother and son finished eating the porridge, Pomegranate asked about Qin Niangzi's condition again.

Qin Niangzi said: "There is no serious illness, but I often feel tightness in my chest, panic, lack of strength in my body, and it is difficult to breathe." In the past, I only needed to rest for a few days, but this time, somehow, my illness is getting worse and worse. ”

After listening to it, it was difficult for her, she didn't study medicine, and she really couldn't say what kind of disease this kind of disease was.

She asked Jinbao again, and Jinbao had never heard of anyone.

The two of them were at a loss for Qin Niangzi's condition, and seeing that it was noon again, Pomegranate decided to go to the inn to settle down first and then find a way.