The relationship between Chen Xianxi and Du Ruo is only a little more familiar than that of strangers. He asks what she will mostly reply. But she never mentions her experiences. He didn't know what was going on in her family, he didn't know what her friends were like.

I don't even know where she stayed last night.

He wanted to know more about her.

Chen Xianxi tugged at the corners of his mouth: "The person in your family who gave you a marriage, is it the one you like?" ”

After searching around in his mind, Du Ruo really didn't know what to do. The family did once betrothed her, but later broke the contract. Is this settled or not?

She was born in a small village to the west, poor and broken.

Every family in the village has many children, and her family is no exception. When she was still in that house, there were already thirteen children in the family, and she was the third.

The family was already poor, and my father and mother had no ability to make money, and with the birth of their younger siblings, they became even poorer.

She didn't understand why she was already so poor, why she continued to live.

How can there be money left to feed so many people.

The mother said: As long as there is a child, everyone else will be able to live a good life in the future.

She doesn't understand.

How can you get out of it?

How to calculate the interest.

Afterward.

She understood a little.

The eldest sister was sold to an old man with half a foot in the coffin, and the family had meat to eat for several days.

My father and mother were very happy, and the folds on her face looked deeper. The younger siblings had smiles on their faces that they hadn't seen for many years, innocent and innocent.

She looked at the meat on her plate and shivered.

I didn't eat a single bite of meat.

Obviously, the meat had been cooked, and there was not a trace of bright red, but she always felt that it was bloodstained and shocking.

After the eldest sister got married, she didn't return to the door.

She secretly looked for her eldest sister once.

saw that the eldest sister's face was branded with the old man's name, which was extremely ugly. The eldest sister told her that if she left this home, she would never come back. Never. When the eldest sister said this, her eyes were swollen and she was crying all the time.

Tears wet the clothes.

Miserable like a ghost.

The eldest sister said, "I hate them for giving birth to me, I hate them so much." ”

Afterward.

The eldest sister died.

Committed suicide by jumping into a well.

The family sealed the mouth of the well with a big stone, let alone hold a funeral for the eldest sister, and refused to even dig a pit for her to bury her.

The old man soon married a young woman.

My father gave birth to an eldest sister.

raised her.

Ruined her.

She was very angry in her heart and asked her father: "Why do you want to marry your eldest sister to a bad person." ”

Dad said, "If you don't do this, can you live a good life?" Who I've worked so hard for. Am I easy? That family is rich and generous, it is she who dies, and she wants to die if she doesn't want a good life. ”

Dad said, "I raised her so big, did she earn a penny for the family?" Eat mine, drink mine, marry her off to subsidize the family, what's wrong? I thought I wanted her to get some money out, but she was fine and committed suicide directly. ”

Dad said: "It's bad luck to raise such a money-losing product." ”

Daddy is right.

Not at all like an indirect killer.

Like a loving father who labors for his children.

She doesn't know much what a really good day is, but if she wants to exchange her eldest sister's life for a few plates of meat, she is not rare! She would rather not know what meat tastes like for the rest of her life.

She hated this home.

She felt sick.

The eldest sister was thirteen years old when she got married.

When he died, he was thirteen years old.

I don't see the flowers in the world.

No one to love.

And they became rotting corpses in the dry well.

There is not even a tomb.

This year, the eldest sister was thirteen years old.

The second sister, 12 years old.

She was eleven years old.

And then.

Daddy and mom still give birth. The following year, the cry of the newborn baby resounded through the world, bringing new hope to the father and mother. She looked at the child wrapped in a stinking strip of cloth, and there was not a trace of fluctuation in her heart.

To some homes.

The birth of a newborn baby is a happy event.

In her eyes, it was mourning.