After the heavy rain poured down, and a thunderclap resounded through the sky, another lightning bolt swept through the room, and then the wind blew the wooden door rattling, and the two people in the room sat quietly, each thinking about their own thoughts.

Wu Qing came down from upstairs with an oil lamp, and saw that the two were still sitting on the stool, but Miss Liang's eyes were red, so she thought something had happened, and came over and asked, "Miss Liang, what's wrong with you." ”

Liang Tian wiped his eyes, and said with a little choked up, "The wind is too strong, I am blind, since you have come down, I will close the door for the owner later, and I will go up to rest." ”

Wu Qing handed the lamp to Liang Tian, watched her go upstairs safely, and sat down by himself. After a while, he pulled the stool closer to Wang San and whispered, "Dongjia, what happened to Miss Liang just now." ”

Wang Sanben was still immersed in the emotions just now, and when he heard Wu Qing ask, he said, "Just talk about the past, is the store still peaceful recently?" ”

"Where is it peaceful, those people see that our shopkeeper is a young and beautiful girl, so they often come to bother, thinking that they can rub on the counter, and their faces are as thick as the city wall. I couldn't leave in the kitchen, Xiao Jian had to pick up customers and collect the stall again, and Miss Liang was alone at the counter and didn't know if she had been wronged. ”

Wu Qing saw that Wang San didn't reply, and said, "Miss Liang's family doesn't seem to be very happy that she came here to be the shopkeeper, and the new Liang Dongjia came to persuade her several times, but Miss Liang rejected it." He wanted to stuff a domestic servant over to protect his safety, but he was also refused, saying that he was afraid that the owner would be too careful. As he spoke, he glanced at Wang San again, for fear that he would say the wrong thing and be suspicious, if he wasn't very sympathetic, he wouldn't have said such a thing.

"Next time, you can ask her to recruit that person to do something, it just so happens that there is a shortage of people in the store to run the hall." As soon as the words fell, someone came outside, and it turned out to be another guy who was driving a car to pick up Wang San.

When he got home, Gu Wende was waiting in the lobby, with a trace of sadness on his usual playful face, and when he saw Wang San arriving, he hurriedly ran over and said, "When you came back, you didn't meet anyone, did you?" ”

"No, what's the matter, the enemy has come to the door? The first person to look for is not me, but the girl who is swaggering and cheating everywhere with you. "I've never had a serious uncle, but I'm a little nervous when I come back this time. Although in other aspects, he still shakes his hands as before, and spends his days either drinking and boxing, or wandering around the old friends in the city.

Seeing that there was nothing to do, Gu Wende returned to his usual appearance, and said with a smile, "There are no enemies, it's just a few things from the past." With that, he swayed upstairs to rest again.

Where would Wang San take this unserious uncle's words to heart, just take it as if it was really that romantic affair, although there has been no lover to come to the door these years, it is not possible to guarantee that this year's East Window incident happened, and a romantic woman really came out to live in this house and add a stepmother to Gu Pan.

On the way back, it was inevitable to swagger some wind and rain, Wang San dusted off the rain on his body, and went to the kitchen to call a guy to fetch a bucket of hot water to go to the bedroom.

In the smoke, Wang San's body finally warmed up, and his thoughts slowly returned, Liang Tian's words just now were not without fluctuations, I thought that she loved to laugh so much, and the relationship between the family should be harmonious, but I didn't expect that there was another sadness hidden on such a smiling face, how could I have never been sad, but the scar was too deep, hidden, as if it was gone.

That night, too, was such a storm.

The perennial frozen north, under the light of the warm July sun, finally disappeared completely, just like the melting ice and snow on the mountains spread into the small river, and the news from the outside also flowed in, slowly into the town.

At first, the good news was that my parents had returned from a distant city with tea leaves, and they would be able to reach their home in mid-July by waterway, when the family's debts would be paid off and they would be able to live a worry-free life. When the letter came, the cook-in-law was very happy, and she never untied her stove clothes, and took the little silver left in the house, and immediately went to the meat stall to buy meat.

"Little master, hurry up and eat, when the owner comes back, there are better days waiting for you."

Wang Siming, who has not been stained with meat for a long time, finally saw the meat dishes on the table, a ten-year-old child, naturally hungry for meat, under the care of the cooking mother-in-law, gobbled it up, less than half a cup of tea, there was no meat left on the plate, and the oil soup was mixed with rice to eat.

Who knows, before the oil meat melted in the stomach, someone outside came to collect the debt.

All of a sudden, the sound of slamming the door and the noisy voices all gathered together, and the man at the head saw that there was only one child and an old woman in the courtyard, so he became even more unscrupulous, and said, "When Lao Tzu dies, his son will repay his debts, and it is natural to repay his debts." Regardless of Siming, he began to collect useful objects in the yard, and when he had collected enough, he went to the house to find them, and rummaged through the cabinets.

Where can Siming cope, being pushed back and forth, in a panic, he finally heard clearly about his parents falling into the water outside, and the tea he brought back turned into the silt in the river and disappeared.

It was like five thunderbolts, and Si Ming didn't remember what happened next, and he didn't know how the group of people let him go, maybe a ten-year-old boy was not worth a few dollars, and he had to waste food. When Siming woke up, he was already lying on his own bed, saying that it was a bed, but in fact there was only one bed board left, and then looking around, the house seemed to have been ransacked by bandits, only the wooden planks under him remained, and even the cooking woman was gone.

I don't know how many days later, the debt collectors gradually came less, the house was cleaner than before, and the doors and windows that were still there were also removed.

Siming sat on the bed board with his legs and shivered, the oil and meat in his stomach had already melted away, and the wind blew through the empty window and directly to Siming's heart, and someone came over during the day to say that this house would be classified as another master in the future, so let him go out quickly. How can Siming still have the strength to walk out of this door, the one who can get out tomorrow should be a corpse, but this life has not yet begun, and it will end like this.

On the second day, when he woke up to the sound of rumbling wheels, Siming's first thought was on Huangquan Road, but the strange man in front of him hugged him, his eyes full of tears, his voice was silent, and his mouth was sobbing, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my uncle who has burdened you and made you suffer." ”

There was also a girl next to her who seemed to come out of the painting, babbling and talking, and she also wanted to come to Siming's body, still holding a kettle in her hand, and stuffing it into her mouth, "Brother, drink water." ”

Siming pinched his face, and felt it, licked his dry lips, and then looked around, a small carriage, but stuffed with all kinds of things, barely leaving an empty seat for three people. There is no doubt that the place where Siming lay is the largest of the three.

This place doesn't look like heaven or hell, and the scene that yesterday seemed like death was not a dream, but the man who called himself his uncle in front of him.

After coming back to his senses, Siming finally realized that this was still in the purgatory on earth, so he continued to play this drama and said, "Uncle, I'm hungry. ”

The man was really happy, and immediately took out the baked cake from his arms and gave it to Siming, and then took the kettle from the girl's hand and handed it to Siming.