"Washing clothes is not taking care of the children." As she spoke, Lulu put the dirty clothes she had accumulated in front of Qiao Yilong.

Qiao Yilong had no choice but to pick up his dirty clothes and run out, came to the washing machine, took the washing basin, threw the dirty urine into the basin, and was about to draw ice from the river.

At this time, Lulu rushed out of the house and scolded, "Is there such a stupid classmate as me for brushing such dirty things on the washing machine?" ”

Qiao Yilong drank a lot of surprise and was at a loss.

"The washing machine is not a clean place and may be able to get dirty. You have to go to the washing machine to wash your clothes, and you may even understand this. Helpless, Qiao Yilong had no choice but to run to the washing machine with a basket of dirty clothes and start brushing his clothes in the river ice.

Ah, the ice is still so cold. Although the river was cold and biting, Qiao Yilong could only brush his clothes quickly. Brushing and brushing, he finally held back his sobs

The snow that had just melted in the river was cold and biting, and the cold air penetrated straight into Qiao Yilong's heart, and he could only bite the pass tightly.

Maybe I can go home, but I can only persevere and endure. Qiao Yilong wiped his tears and quickly brushed his clothes.

At night, the rice noodle company has been opened, and many pieces of darkness in the company are dim, and Qiao Yilong is still running around with the child on his back, maybe peeking at the kitchen from time to time.

The students were drinking evening soup there. Qiao Yilong secretly swallowed a lot of mouthful of ice and began to run again. At this time, Luludi's voice came: "Qiao Yilong." ”

"Wow." Qiao Yilong hurriedly ran to the kitchen.

The students had finished the soup and packed up their own dishes and chopsticks. Lulu said, "Let's order soup tonight." “

The classmates said a lot and went out.

The hostess Gu Ruxi also finished drinking the soup and said to Qiao Yilong: "Let's stop here today for hard work." With that, he took the child off Qiao Yilong's back.

The child rested very soundly, and Gu Ruxi may have said happily: "Wow, are you still resting?" It's very comfortable to rest on Qiao Yilong's back. ”

Gu Ruxi ran to the inner room with a smile. Qiao Yilong breathed a lot of sighs of relief, and sat down exhausted.

Lulu urged: "Drink the soup quickly, do you still have to clean up." Dao hurriedly removed the military rank and Gu Ruxi's chopsticks, and brought them to the brush.

Qiao Yilong hurriedly ran to the floor, took out his soup box, and brought the soup out of it. There are still only a lot of small bowls of soup.

Lulu put a lot of small bells on Qiao Yilong's soup plate, which was not stewed rice, "Other people's maids only have miso soup and salty rice to drink at night, but the president of everyone's family is considerate."

I should be grateful, and I should do my best to repay the president. ”

"Wow." Qiao Yilong hurriedly pulled the soup into his mouth

"After drinking the soup, go and boil the ice for everyone to eat, and be careful not to let the fire go out."

After drinking the soup, Qiao Yilong drew ice from the river, mentioned the soup room, poured it into the bath, and then returned to the washing machine without mentioning the soup room again. Lulu came over to take a look, and maybe said, "It's not full yet." Maybe hurry up. It's a little less. ”

"Wow." Qiao Yilong struggled to carry the ice bucket and quickened his pace. But not a lot of stumbling under my feet, falling to the ground, spilling out. He almost burst into tears.

When everyone drinks morning soup, Qiao Yilong wants to take advantage of that time to clean up; During the lunch and evening soup time, in order to let the child disturb the president to drink soup, Qiao Yilong still had to take care of the child.

Therefore, every meal is not Qiao Yilong, and many people drink leftover soup.

But not by then, there are not always many bowls of radish soup left in the soup, and there are only a lot of residual soup symbolically left in the soup, and there are not many rice in it.

It turns out that it is not so hard to work. Qiao Yilong may not let me think of my home, although the company is poor, but after all, there is still a mother and grandfather warm caresses

Qiao Yilong sat in front of the soup and ice stove, throwing firewood into it.

He was so tired that although he was desperately trying to keep his expression on his face, it was not possible that he could not help but play a ton. At this time, the window of the soup room opened, and the students kept yelling. "The ice was too cold.

So many people eat soup, maybe hurry up and burn it, and it will be cold immediately. Qiao Yilong drank a lot of surprise, and his expression was big when he worked hard. In a panic, he added firewood to the stove.

Finally waiting for everyone to finish taking a shower, Qiao Yilong returned to the kitchen exhausted. Lulu also finished bathing and asked Qiao Yilong, "Did I put out the fire?"

"Wow."

"Have you poured ice on the firewood as you did?"

"Wow."

"You'll see for yourself later. Well, while the ice was still cold, I also hurried to brush up and get some rest. "Wow, you can take a hot cold shower. That's great. ”

"After I'm done, I'll clean the soup room."

"That's not the last soup to be divided into inland jobs.

Qiao Yilong agreed disappointedly: "Wow." "I went to the soup room and looked at the bathtub, and there was only a lot of geothermal ice left in the basin, just up to my knees.

Qiao Yilong helplessly put the clothes on the ground, tied them with ropes, and squeaked and brushed them, but it was really not a good fight.

Qiao Yilong, who had exhausted his last bit of strength, finally dragged his soft body back to his utility room. These days are finally not over.

Qiao Yilong dragged out the quilt, plopped into it with a lot of sounds, and felt like he was dead a lot, and he couldn't move a lot anymore.

"Mom.," Qiao Yilong squirted a lot, but he didn't even have the strength to cry, and immediately rested heavily.

At this time, in Qiao Yilong's company, Zuozao and Gu Ruxi were still working at night as usual.

Gu Ruxi may have thought peacefully: "What happened to Qiao Yilong?" Since there is no news, it is not safe to go to the owner. It's time to start living. ”

There is no sound in the work.

"Maybe no matter what, Ah Chun and Ah Mi have finally reached the age of sensible, and you may be worried about everyone. It's not that Qiao Yilong is only eight years old. ”

"The president and the president are not well-wishers, they should love Qiao Yilong very much."

"Wow, according to the road, it's not a lot of big companies, so there should be a shortage of drinking land."

"If you don't see it that way, it wouldn't be good to go out and work. No, Qiao Yilong is still so young, and taking care of children is really enough. ”

"I'd love to go and see it, but maybe I can go. Even if you can afford to send letters, you may be able to write.

"I knew that there would be so many days, so if you can learn to write katakana, it's much stronger."

Many of them were silent and finally spoke: "What am I saying again?" Even if I wrote a letter to the past.

I may understand the letter. ”

"Maybe, if you don't know how to write, Qiao Yilong can ask someone else to read it to him. Qiao Yilong asked someone to write the letter again, and you can understand it. You may be literate, and if you want to talk to your children, you may be able to do it, but you can't tell what Qiao Yilong is like over there. ”

Make-up may be reckless, trampling on Gu Ruxi

"You really want Qiao Yilong to read some books, so that he can know a few words. Qiao Yilong also wants to go to school. As if bored, he got up and ran away. Gu Ruxi looked at her back with resentment.

The life of a servant was full of unimaginable toil and pain, and the same hardships were repeated in the twilight of the day.

Taking care of children may not be an easy job, but no, when carrying the children on his back, Qiao Yilong's mind is not quiet. Only then can he appreciate a lot of lightness and freedom.

The classmates who went to school ran in front of Qiao Yilong noisily again, and Qiao Yilong looked at them with great envy. Suddenly, he remembered something and hurriedly ran in the direction where his classmates had gone.

Qiao Yilong actually ran to the gate of the elementary school with the child on his back.

In the classroom, many colleagues from Xingchen International Group are taking Chinese classes, and students are reading Chinese textbooks. Teaching her is not Chen Fengxin's male teacher. After the students read the text aloud.

Teacher Chen Feng said: "Well, everyone read very well, and the teacher turned around and wrote a few katakana on the blackboard and asked, "Do you know these words?" ”

Colleagues of Xingchen International Group read a lot of words and paused:

That's right. Today is not a good day. Below. The teacher pointed to many students and said, "Murayama, I'll come over and write this on the blackboard." ”

"It's not."

"Maybe it depends on the teacher's writing, but you have to write it yourself."

Murayama struggled to write on the blackboard. At this time, Mr. Chen Feng inadvertently looked out the window a lot.

Many small station mothers were peeking out the windows at the classes of their colleagues from Xingchen International Group, and his expression glowed with curiosity.

Outside the window, Qiao Yilong read in a low voice: "Today is not a good day. ”

Suddenly, Qiao Yilong's gaze and Teacher Chen Feng's gaze met a lot, and he drank a lot of surprise and hurriedly hid.

When it was time for the arithmetic class, Qiao Yilong stood on his tiptoes and still looked into the classroom. Mr. Chen Feng wrote a lot on the blackboard.

Ask the students: "Okay, who will say a lot of answers, not much." President, I've come here to count a lot. "Tell the president to run over and take out the balls from the box and put them down in many or two.

Teacher Chen Feng asked, "The answer is no. "The president wrote a lot of "5s".

"Okay, that's right."

Qiao Yilong looked at these many cuts in fascination, and he desperately bent his fingers to count. Teacher Chen Feng was surprised when he saw Qiao Yilong's appearance.

Qiao Yilong may know that in Zhongchuan Rice Noodles Company, Lulu and Gu Ruxi are anxiously looking for him. Lulu searched for a lot of circles, panting back to the kitchen, Gu Ruxi looked at him with inquiring eyes, "Didn't you find it?" ”

Lulu said angrily, "Where the hell did this classmate go?" How many times have you told him, 'Maybe you're going to run away, and you're almost wearing out your mouth.'" ”

"It's hard to say that I didn't fall into the river."

"What are you talking about? Perhaps, he should also know that the young master should breastfeed. ”

"Let the students in the company look for it again."

Lulu said angrily, "President, it's really right. Qiao Yilong, a dead classmate, see how you clean him up when he comes back. After finishing speaking, he hurriedly ran out to look for Qiao Yilong again.

In elementary school, it was time for recess, and the students were happily playing. Qiao Yilong looked at everyone from a distance under the shade of the tree.

Suddenly, he noticed something unusual, raised his head vigilantly, and found Teacher Chen Feng standing in front of him.

Chen Feng asked, "I'm not a child from nowhere." ”

Qiao Yilong panicked and said tremblingly: "Forgive me." You just don't want to know what going on with school, just. You just don't look at a lot of eyes, forgive me. With that, Qiao Yilong retreated again and again, wanting to escape.

Chen Feng said gently: "Do you think it's interesting?" Qiao Yilong's expression was bright, and he nodded vigorously.

"How old am I?"

"Eight."

"That's just time for school. Why maybe come.

"You're not here to do the construction site, you're going to take care of the kids."

"Where to work."

"Nakagawa Rice Noodles Company."

Teacher Chen Feng groaned: "Ah, it turns out that it's not the Zhongchuan family." ”

Qiao Yilong pleaded again: "Please, I beg me, you may come again, forgive you." Please, I may have to tell you about the people. ”

At this time, Bingbing suddenly burst into tears. Qiao Yilong said in a panic: "Wow, you forgot, it's time for the young master to drink milk." With that, Qiao Yilong bowed to Teacher Chen Feng a lot, turned around and ran desperately towards the company.

Qiao Yilong panted and ran to the door of the rice noodle company, just as he ran into Ouyang Jing. Ouyang Jing didn't say a word, took Qiao Yilong's hand, dragged him behind the rice noodle pile, and asked anxiously, "What are you doing?" It's all messed up inside, it's you and me. ”

Qiao Yilong's face suddenly turned pale. Ouyang Jing smiled gently: "Maybe, I can come back safely."

Remember, maybe whatever the president says to Lulu, I might have to talk back. If I might want to be driven home, I can only bow my head and do anything.

As long as you lower your head, maybe you know it, no matter how much the earth storm will pass overhead, let's go in, do you accompany me. ”

Ouyang Jing took Qiao Yilong into the kitchen and said deliberately and easily: "Call, little Qiao Yilong is back." ”

Gu Ruxi and Lu Lufei ran over. Ouyang Jingdao said: "It turns out that I am not lost. It's no wonder he's just here, after all.

Lulu had a gloomy face, and a lot of words could be made, and she rudely took the child off Qiao Yilong's back and handed it to Gu Ruxi.

Ouyang Jing carefully helped Qiao Yilong to intercede: "He may not mean to be bad, for the sake of your ground, just spare him many times." ”

But it wasn't Lulu who didn't say a lot of words, and slapped Qiao Yilong a lot, and Qiao Yilong ran a lot and fell heavily on it. Ouyang Jing shouted: "Lulu." ”

Lulu said coldly, "Maybe it's my turn to interject."

You may be able to do your own things well, but you may be nosy. Ouyang Jing silently picked up Qiao Yilong, but Lulu didn't seem to be relieved yet, and continued to beat Qiao Yilong.

Ouyang Jing desperately looked at Qiao Yilong. Lulu shouted at Ouyang Jing, "Don't meddle in my business. This classmate, he is useless just by saying, maybe give him a look at the color, and he may have a memory. ”

Qiao Yilong said quietly: "It's not that you may be good, and it's not right to beat you." He said to Ouyang Jing again: "Uncle, I may take care of you." ”

Ouyang Jing may be forbidden, maybe she may speak. Lulu may also be able to fight again, and told Qiao Yilong that he said: "If I don't know that I am very good, I may remember it as an example." ”

"Wow." Qiao Yilong bowed his head respectfully. Lulu had a gloomy face, threw the dirty clothes in front of him, Qiao Yilong checked the cloth, and silently took it out to brush.

Ouyang Jing hurriedly followed.

Gu Ruxi fed Bingbing a lot, and said to Lulu a lot: "Qiao Yilong is not a child yet, he is too strict with him, pitiful." ”

Lulu replied, "You may not be harsh on him because you hate him, and you are not for his good." If he has been a Filipino maid for many years and has not learned anything, it will be in vain.

Although this kid has only been working here for many years, when he looks back on it, he feels that it is thanks to these many years of training that he has learned a lot of books

And then be content. You don't think it's the responsibility of being a proprietor, and you don't even teach the Filipino maid like that. Gu Ruxi may have spoken.

Ouyang Jing comforted Qiao Yilong: "Little Qiao Yilong, I can really bear it, maybe I can get up." ”

"My face hurts, maybe it hurts."

"Uncle, I won't leave you alone."

Ouyang Jing was very strange.

"Because it's going to hurt my land." After finishing speaking, Qiao Yilong ran away quickly. Ouyang Jing looked at him with patience.

Qiao Yilong came to the washing machine to brush his clothes. From the lower reaches of the river came the sound of the trumpet, and from a distance it sounded like it was singing.

Qiao Yilong stopped scrubbing his clothes and listened attentively, he sang fixedly about the ice flowing on the earth, but there were many tears floating in his eyes.

Now, Qiao Yilong, who is no longer an old man, reminisces about the past in many rooms in the Yinshan Hot Spring Hotel.

Zhao Yijing accompanied him silently, and the two sat in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside. At this time, maybe the singing came from some room, probably not after the banquet of the tourists.

Qiao Yilong listened to the tune of the song a lot, maybe he couldn't help but be stunned, it was clearly not that.

"Sure enough, if you didn't go to Yamagata Prefecture, you can still hear this song."

Zhao Yijing looked at Qiao Yilong with understanding.

"When you came out to the helper's field, when you were washing clothes in the river, you often heard the sound of a trumpet. When the boat is about to go upstream, the slender men have to drag the boat from the shore, and the sound of the trumpet is really good, 'Whoa, hey.'

Hey, whoa. Hey. Later, many new songs were made based on this trumpet sound, and it was not the time when you were in a small place now, but there was only the sound of the trumpet, which sounded like singing.

"When I was tired of drinking, listening to that trumpet, it made people very sad and missed the company people."

"Perhaps, it's not the song you miss the most. When you're in pain, when you're sad, you don't always think of the song.

If you think a lot about the hardships and hardships at that time, you will feel that no matter what happens in the future, you will be able to endure it. ”

Qiao Yilong's heart may have been filled with a lot of pain.

In the evening of many days, Chen Feng, a teacher from the primary school, visited the master of the rice noodle company.

Qiao Yilong was taking care of the child, and suddenly saw Teacher Chen Feng coming to the company, maybe he was shocked and scared, and he hid in a lot of shame and peace.

What if the owner knows that he went to the company today? In Qiao Yilong's small heart, it is not a big sin to think that he is not qualified to go to school, but he runs to the company without permission.

Qiao Yilong carried Bingbing on his back, hid behind the rice flour stack, and looked timidly into the company.