Bang! There was another sound of a wine jug smashing to the ground, and a man was swaying into the house from outside, accompanied by the faint sound of lightning and thunder, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

The child on the bed did not fall asleep, but he did not dare to open his eyes to see, and his hands on the child's body could not stop shaking. The woman was frightened and anxious, leaning on the fence of the bed, trying to hide her shadow and blend in with the bed so that the man would not find out.

But the drunken man didn't intend to stop, approaching the room step by step, shaking and dragging his already heavy body.

The man has already gained some fortune, and his once handsome face has become hideous at this time, causing countless girls' shy lips to tremble, as if they are afraid of the cold, and they seem to be drunk, and they are more and more uncontrollable.

The old servant in the next room lay on the door, not daring to come out, and touched the scar that still remained on his forehead, as if to warn himself not to rush up again this time no matter what.

With a pop, the man fell to the ground and screamed in pain. The woman in the house, the servant next door, finally let go of all the consequences and rushed out at the same time.

The woman pulled the man up from the mire, reluctantly, with tears in her eyes, her teeth clenched her lower lip, and moved the man to a clean place step by step. The old servant followed, picked up the man's shoes, put them in a clean place, and went outside to find a clean towel.

Maybe it was really painful, the man lay on the woman's body and cried, crying while saying, "Huihui, this time we really can't hold on, the outside is crazy, the price of Maojianer can't stop falling, and the tea I saved has become waste, what should I do." Perhaps grasping at the straw, the man said again, "What to do." ”

The woman patted the child's hand and the man in the same way, comforting, "It's really not good, let's go and beg my father, he will save us, there will always be a way." ”

The man looked up at the woman, regardless of his face, he was no longer as handsome as before, and begged, "It's okay for you to go, I'll wait for you outside, I'm afraid he will beat me again." ”

The woman's hand suddenly stopped, and the air fell silent. Boom, a thunderclap woke up the woman, nodded tearfully, and said, "Well, I'll go." ”

The old servant finally took back the dry towel and handed it to the woman, and after watching the woman dry the man's face, he went to the cabinet on the side to find clothes that could make the man change his body.

The woman also found the old servant who had returned empty-handed, and then said, "You take Brother Qiao to sleep in your room, and I will help him up until tonight." ”

The old servant went and took the child who was asleep on the bed and carried him into his room. Later, there were a few more roars in the room, the men's scolding, the women's cries, and the old servant turned around and covered the child's ears and said, "Brother Qiao, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the ugly mother-in-law sings to you." He snorted softly.

No matter what kind of storm, there is always a sunny day the next day. In the early morning, as soon as the child had drunk rice porridge, the woman came to see him with red and swollen eyes.

"Brother Qiao, did you listen to your mother-in-law last night?" The woman smiled reluctantly and stroked the child's head with her hand, and the child also rubbed obediently, enjoying the tenderness in this gap.

"I'm going to go out tomorrow, the shop at home is closed first, you take Brother Qiao don't go out, wait until we come back."

"Go ahead, I'll take a good look at Brother Qiao."

When the two returned, it was already more than a month later. The mother's sad and angry face was intertwined with the father's smug face, wondering Si Ming, and wondering if this trip could save the family that was about to be broken.

I don't know how many nights later, Siming, who was sleeping, was awakened by a burst of sobbing, and his mother's intermittent voice came from the bedside, "Brother Qiao, you have to fight for some anger, don't be like your father, my mother can only count on you in the next life, and I only have you as a relative." ”

Before the mother could finish her sentence, a shadow came in from outside the door and yelled inside, "What are you saying this to the little ones?" In the end, there is no end, follow me to wronged you so much, and it wasn't me who begged you at the beginning. ”

"What do you mean it's endless, my dad is gone! Brother Qiao's grandfather is gone, this kind of thing, you still let me hide it from him... The mother burst into tears, and there was another determination in her soft voice.

In the shadows, Siming bit his lip tightly and didn't dare to make a sound at all, for fear that if he was awake, it would make the relationship between the two worse, but the grandfather who gave him the rice cake seemed to be still close in front of him, and the tears in the corners of his eyes flowed down uncontrollably, down his ears, and slipped on the pillow, soaking a piece.

"Be quiet, don't cry, when this time passes, my money will come back, and then take Brother Qiao back and kowtow to his grandfather. You're going to cry to the fullest, and the creditor comes to the door and knows that I'm not at the bottom, and then we'll all have to beg for food. Father coaxed again with a good voice.

Siming is not a very precocious child, and by the age of five, he can only hold a spoon and often slip on the ground, perhaps because of this, he is particularly aware of the subtle atmosphere between parents.

"Mother, what's wrong with you." Siming rubbed his dried eyes, got up and said to his mother, it's just the right time.

The mother was already a little soft, and when she heard that the child was awake, she quickly hugged it, patted her hand on the back, and barely coaxed the child who was woken up.

Seeing this, my father also went out of the house in a huff and went to sleep in another room.

Siming's patience finally responded, and after more than a month, the number of people in front of the courtyard gradually increased, and people often came to visit the door, and the most common thing to say was 'This matter is finally going to get through'.

Later, Aunt Zeng next door also came to the door and asked her mother to borrow a bowl of rice, and her mother went to the kitchen to scoop a bowl, and when she left, she asked Aunt Zeng to borrow it again at any time.

When the autumn wind gradually rose, Siming suddenly started a fever, his father called Lang Zhong, fried a few pairs of medicines, but it was not good, in the evening, he coughed even more, his mouth was bitter, and the rice porridge was difficult to swallow, and within two days, he was as thin as a three-year-old child.

At night, Siming, who was still sleeping, was wrapped in a small quilt by his mother, and carried it on his back, and the old servant carried a lantern in front to lead the way, and the three of them walked all the way through the streets and alleys, and when someone came out, they blew out the lantern, and after the person left, he lit it with a flint, and so on several times, and then took many detours to the edge of the field in the southeast of the city.

The old servant took out the yellow paper prepared in advance from the package, and burned it while reading, and when the yellow paper burned vigorously, his mother woke up Siming and said, "Brother Qiao, come and tell you about it, your grandfather is in the southeast, saying that you are thinking of him in your heart, let him have a good time over there, and don't look for you again." ”

Siming really learned from his mother, but in the end, he didn't like the sentence that he didn't let his grandfather come to him, and he silently denied it in his heart.

When the yellow paper was about to burn, Siming suddenly coughed again, and the old servant hurriedly threw the last piece of yellow paper down, came over to help his mother, and wrapped Siming's head again.

"Madam, go back, you should be discovered by the master after coming out for a long time."

The two groped and walked back, much lighter than they had come, and it was not long before they reached the corner outside the house. A dark shadow was walking back and forth in front of the door, and the mother stopped, the scene she didn't want to see.

The black shadow also noticed this, and strode over, and took his mother to the house, and when he got to the house, after closing the door, he yelled, "Didn't you wait a while?" I have to go today. ”

The mother also couldn't stand it, and the long-term grievances and fears turned into tears, holding Siming tightly in her arms, and big tears fell on Siming's face, neck, sticky, and when the wind blew, she felt that her neck was so cold.

The father became even more impatient, and pulled the mother and asked, "Did anyone see it?" ”

The mother shook her head, and then stopped talking.

The next day, Siming was finally able to struggle to get up and drink some rice porridge, and his sad mother had a smile on her face, and even the grass in the yard cheered in the wind.

got better with Siming, as well as the shop at home. The hole in Nuoda was finally filled by regular customers who came and went, the rice in the house began to fill up again, the table could be seen with oily meat, and the mother saw a lot of clothes that she had worn before.

Aunt Zeng next door came again, took a bag full of rice, followed by Zeng Ling, who was dressed in pink, took small steps to Siming's bed, and said softly, "Brother Qiao, you get better quickly, let's go out to play." My dad is back, and he took us to this year's Lantern Festival. It was like a secret, and after saying that, he buried his head in the quilt and laughed stupidly.

Siming was also happy, held Zeng Ling's hand, and said, "When I'm ready, we'll go together." ”

After that, Zeng Ling was often able to come over to play, and at night, her family would come to pick up, occasionally Aunt Zeng, occasionally Uncle Zeng, with a smile on her face, a family of three, happy.

After the tea in the store was sold for money, my father often went out to drink, and only came back in the early hours of the morning. Mother has made trouble a few times, but it has not been good, and even Siming has been implicated for a long time, and the discipline is much stricter than before. In the winter moon, the students in the shop fell down, and they were wrapped in cotton clothes by their mothers and taken to the tea shop to guard the counter.

During the Lantern Festival, Zeng Ling came to the shop to ask Siming to play, Siming saw the lantern in Zeng Ling's hand and wanted to go very much, so he went to beg his mother, and his mother said with a smile, "I sold three catties of tea today, so I will let you go." ”

It's a pity that when it closed, Siming didn't sell it out, and when he went to the river again, Zeng Ling had already put the lantern out.