took out the white-flour steamed buns hidden in his arms, and the big head thought to himself that this was okay, because he was not in harmony with his mother on the surface, and he could get food for his younger brothers and sisters from the milk.

Though...... Mother will be sad.

But it's better than starving the family.

The big head passed by the door of the house, saw the little man standing at the door, and stepped forward quickly, "Come in, it's cold outside!" ”

The little girl looked up at her brother, holding her mouth, wanting to say something, but finally just lowered her eyes aggrievedly.

The big head stuffed the white-flour steamed bun into the arms of the second sister, "Soak it in boiling water, and the family can deal with it all night." ”

Erya looked at the white-flour steamed bun in her hand, there was no joy, only sadness, she said in a low voice: "Brother, you are like this, my mother is sad." ”

"That's better than going hungry." The big head can't forget that night, in order to save the little brother, the mother humbly knelt down and begged the old lady, begged the eldest aunt, the second aunt and the third aunt, their cold heart, and full of contempt and disgust, and they can't forget, the mother stretched out her hand, let the disgusting Lang Zhong touch, weeping and aggrieved.

But he's still too young.

His strength is too small.

There was a fierce anger in his drooping eyes.

When he grows up and has the strength, kill them, he will kill them!

My mother didn't know, but he knew that my father sent back a lot of silver every month.

Although he didn't know how much, he had heard that the package was heavy.

It definitely can't be just a few copper plates.

Erya said in a muffled voice: "Milk bullied us, but you went to please her, I don't like it." Brother, I don't like you doing this. ”

Hiding the fierceness in his eyes, he raised his head with a big head, looked at the second sister helplessly, and asked, "Is there still brown rice at home?" ”

The second girl was stunned.

I heard the big head say again: "It's getting colder and colder, and I'm afraid it's hard to find wild vegetables." ”

Erya pursed her lips tightly.

The big head reached out and touched the second sister's head, "No matter what means are used, survival is the most important thing." Second sister, I know that my mother is uncomfortable, but is it as uncomfortable as being hungry? Discomfort does not kill people, but hunger kills people. ”

"That'...... You make it clear to your mother, even if it's acting, let your mother know that you don't hate her. ”

The big head sank his eyes, "My mother is good-looking, if I don't pretend to hate her like this, she will let us eat for us, and I don't know how I will sacrifice myself, and you don't want to see my mother being bullied by those singles in the village, right?" ”

Erya is seven years old this year, the children of poor families have long been in charge, she is much more sensible than her peers, and she also knows that her mother is willing to give up anything for them.

The big head said in a deep voice: "I know everything in my heart. Second sister, what we have to do is to grow up smoothly and not die young. When I grow up, those who owe us, my brother will ask for it back! Those who bully their mothers, my brother will not let them go! ”

When the big head walked away, the second girl pushed the door in, but saw the mother standing behind the door.

Yuan Ying had already burst into tears, covered her mouth, endured it, and didn't cry out loud.

"Mother......" Erya called softly.

Yuan Ying closed her eyes and tried to pull out a smile, "It's okay, it's going to be fine, Erya, as long as your father comes back, everything will be fine." ”

But when will Daddy come back? Erya pursed her lips, but finally didn't ask the words.

She knew that her mother was thinking about her father in her heart, and she had always thought that it would be fine when her father came back, but it had been three years, when would her father come back?

Lin An'an, who was hiding outside the window and witnessing everything, glanced at Qin Lu.

Qin Lu touched his nose, feeling a little weak.