The third sister is gone.

For a while, Zhang Yu woke up and wanted to go out to find his sister, Zhu Shuilian could only pretend to have a stomach full of bitter water, and privately pulled Qin Fengying down.

Qin Fengying also looked guilty: "Girl, you just said it, okay?" I can't sleep well every day because of this! I always dreamed that the child, getting up from the dirt, stumbling up to me, asked why we didn't want her. ”

If someone else, hearing Qin Fengying say this, he would definitely get goosebumps, and the pores all over his body would stand up.

Zhu Shuilian was obsessed with what she heard, and she was a little fascinated: "If only she could really get up, it would be great." ”

The mother and daughter cried secretly for a while, and they didn't dare to speak out in front of the children.

So Zhang Yu naturally didn't know that the third sister had been buried in Huangquan, and kept clamoring for her mother to take her to find her sister.

It wasn't until her mother's stomach bulged again that she gradually put this matter behind her, although she occasionally remembered it, and she would have a little temper, and she was yelled at by her mother, so she didn't dare to mention it again.

She is full of longing for the birth of the fourth sister: "Mom, Mom, if the baby in your belly is still a girl this time, you can't let Dad give it away!" Daddy don't, I want it! ”

Zhu Shuilian lost a girl, haunted by dreams, fed up with the torture of conscience and remorse, of course she didn't want to lose a second time, this is why she desperately protected Zhang Ze and didn't let Zhang Changwen hurt her.

Zhang Ze, who is growing up, has no idea what happened before she was born.

She grew up happily under the protection of her mother and the love of her sisters.

She had never had her sisters go hungry; I didn't watch my grandmother and uncle's children eat and drink spicy food, and I was so hungry that I drooled, but my grandmother and uncle just didn't give me a sad heart; I have never experienced the experience of my sisters peeing their pants because they witnessed their father beating and scolding their mother, and they were trembling with fright.

Because since the moment when Dad saw her for the first time and told Mom that he was going to send her away, Mom suddenly seemed to be a different person, became tough, dared to face up to her father's will, scolded and even fought with Dad.

Just like a hen protecting a chick, although her whole body is constantly trembling in front of a strong enemy, her feathers stand up, and her comb changes color, she still protects her chick under her wings, her feet are firmly planted on the ground, her mouth is open, and she makes a "clucking" sound, ready to fight to the death with each other at any time.

Zhang Changwen no longer dared to propose to give Zhang Ze away in front of his wife Zhu Shuilian, and later even said that he wanted to give birth to a son.

Zhu Shuilian can finally stop giving birth.

Zhang Changwen never dared to hit her again.

Because as soon as he raised his hand, she raised her head, stretched her long neck, and sent her face over: "You hit!" Hit! If you have the ability, you will kill me, anyway, you can do anything! ”

She didn't know what her mother meant when she said "do everything", but every time she heard it, her father was like a flat tire.

The raised hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, like a dog with a cocked tail being scolded by its owner, sticking out its tongue, its eyes with tears, and its tail drooping.

His gloomy face was clouded, and his brow was furrowed enough to hold a pencil.

He looked at the room full of daughters, and his majestic eyes were like a sharp sword cut into stone, spewing fire with a "snort".

Seeing that they all kept their heads down and ignored him, he lit a cigarette for himself, took a deep breath, walked to the room, closed the door with a "bang", and stayed in the room ghostly and did not come out.

He left early the next morning.

After Zhang Ze waited for him to go away, he quickly got up from the kang, dressed three times and divided by two, brushed his teeth, picked up a few mouthfuls of porridge, and rushed out of the door.

Her favorite thing to do is to run barefoot around the mountains.

Although the mountain behind the house was full of thorns and mosquitoes, she was not afraid at all.

In spring, mountain flowers bloom all over the mountains.

The budding camellias, red, pink, and white petals are wrapped in layers, and people can't help but imagine their blooming appearance in their hearts.

Cacti rarely produce a few small red flowers at the junction of palms.

The little red flower grows on the tall and mighty cactus tree, and from a distance it looks like a ruby set in the tree.

The dwarf midday flowers (sunflowers) stubbornly hold up their petals and warmly welcome the sun.

The rose-red begonia flowers stand tall on their branches with a smile, revealing their delicate stamens.

The peach blossoms are blooming, and the smile is smiling.

Mimosa is full of flowers, is it only by desperately blooming can you hide the shyness in your heart? The clusters of flower balls, crowded next to each other in the wind, just like she and her sisters, loved each other.

If you hold the mimosa bulb in the palm of your hand and look closely, you will find that it is actually made up of small flowers that grow together densely and hug each other tightly.

Zhang Ze likes to play with the petioles of mimosas with his hands the most, one, two, three, and the leaves of each one are slowly closing, like a shy little girl, with her head down and rubbing her hands.

The mimosa's petioles drooped, the leaves retracted, and she wilted the entire leaf.

But when she came back from playing, she saw that the mimosa that had just been wilted by her had all spread out again.

Like a shy little girl, she straightened her waist and shook her head in the wind to show off her might!

The breeze came, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and the falling flowers were colorful, and she seemed to hear the laughter and laughter of wild flowers and trees all over the mountains.

She transplanted a cactus, a begonia, and a peach blossom into the vegetable garden.

Although she loves mimosas very much, mimosas are everywhere and there is no need for transplantation.

Peach blossoms grow much better in the garden than in the mountains.

The buds of the budding flowers stand proudly on the branches of a proud princess, and the flowers that have bloomed are like fairies in pink and white dresses, dancing with the wind.

Butterflies flew on the branches.

Cacti and begonias also grow well.

Zhang Ze comes to the vegetable garden every day to watch the flowers she grows.

The peach blossoms are fragrant, the begonias are gorgeous, the cacti are standing, and the small red flowers of the cactus are delicate.

She will touch the peach petals that have fallen to the ground, and then stand on tiptoe to smell the small flowers of the cactus, look at the gorgeous begonia flowers and imagine that she is like a small flower in the sea of flowers.

One day she came back from the mountains and found the peach blossoms in the vegetable garden uprooted and lying alone on the ground.

Begonias and cacti are also gone.

She ran home and saw Zhang Changwen coming back.

Mom was busy in the kitchen.

"Mom, where are my begonia flowers and cacti?" She pulled the corner of her mother's clothes and asked in a low voice.

"Your father moved them to the gate of the vegetable garden, and he dug up the peach blossoms. He thinks the flowers occupy an area! Mom replied.

"But the garden is so big, and there are so many empty squares, I only planted three flowers."

Zhang Ze glanced at the room where Zhang Changwen was staying with tears in his eyes.

She didn't dare to run to question her father.

When she was in school, there was an article in the text that was written about "My Little Peach Tree", and she read that text aloud with strong emotion every morning.

I read that every time the classmates sitting at the table in front of and behind her saw her, they squeezed at her and shouted, "My little peach tree! ”

How would they know the sorrow in her heart!