Chapter 352: Poor Households

"boy, boy, we'...... Let's sell him. ”

Wang Chong was shocked when he heard this, he was so unlucky, he was going to sell me at the beginning?

But fortunately, a slightly tired female voice said: "Sell, sell, sell, you have sold all the belongings in the family, and you want to sell your son again, the child is the meat of my heart, and you are not allowed to sell it." ”

"The family can't afford to raise it, this child suffers with us, let me tell you, I contacted a rich family, they can't give birth to a son, and said that as long as they are healthy, they can pay for it, 30,000 yuan."

The male voice continued to persuade: "This year, our harvest is not good, and the chickens we raise have been bitten to death by all the weasels on the mountain, and the family can't open the pot, so sell it, in addition to you and me, there is a son and two daughters in the family." ”

"I don't agree, Sun Zhong, you go out to work with Huang Youcai, the construction site is to move bricks, and there are more than 100 fast ............ a day"

"I can't do it, it's too tiring."

Sun Zhong snorted, and suddenly, while the woman was not paying attention, he directly hugged Wang Chong.

This time, Wang Chong's eyes hadn't opened yet, so he only felt like he was being picked up.

What is this for?

"Sun Zhong, what are you doing?"

"I have negotiated with the family, the money has been collected, and I will go and send the child away."

After speaking, Sun Zhong wrapped Wang Chong's clothes and left without looking back.

"Sun Zhong, Sun Zhong, don't, don't............"

The woman shouted in pain, but Sun Zhong had already walked out with Wang Chong in his arms.

The three babies outside the door were also frightened and kept crying.

"Da wa, go and call your grandfather, just say that his son wants to sell the baby, go and ............"

The eldest baby in the family is already seven years old, although she is afraid, she understands it, and hurriedly runs outside the house.

Wang Chong felt very sad at the moment, even if he was poor, his father was still a lazy man, he didn't go out to work to make money, he wanted to sell his son to make money, how could there be such a person in this world.

It's a pity that he is only born now, and he hasn't even opened his eyes yet, so he can't stop anything at all.

"This kid doesn't cry or make a fuss."

Sun Zhong muttered as he ran.

"Dazhong, what are you going to do?" At the head of the village, a villager greeted him.

Because Sun Zhong deliberately put Wang Zhong in a big basket, no one else saw Wang Chong.

"Go up the hill and get some game to eat." Sun Zhong shouted with a grin.

"Wild game? Your wife is about to give birth. ”

"Uh-huh, it's almost there." Sun Zhong responded nonchalantly.

At this time, a man in a suit and riding a motorcycle came up, and the person who greeted him before shouted: "Huang Youcai, have you gone out of the city to buy meat again?" ”

"Well, my wife is about to give birth, so I bought a few chickens for her to make up for her."

Huang Youcai responded with a smile, and the motorcycle stopped next to Sun Zhong: "Sun Zhong, your father told me a few days ago, let me take you to the city to work, and when our daughter-in-law is out of confinement, let's clean up together?" ”

Sun Zhong didn't reply: "I have found a better life." ”

"Better life?" Huang Youcai frowned, and Sun Zhong's attitude was not very good, and said, "That's okay, I'll go first." ”

The motorcycle sounded, and Huang Youcai left here directly.

As soon as the people left, Sun Zhong couldn't help but hum: "What are you dragging, isn't it just to buy a new motorcycle, and when I sell my son, I'll buy one too." ”

Wang Zhong listened to these whining words, and his heart was even more helpless.

After walking on the mountain road for a while, suddenly a voice came from behind him: "Ah Zhong." ”

Sun Zhong stopped, and his face changed greatly: "Dad, Dad, why are you here?" ”

"Where are you going?" Sun Zhong's father, Sun Dazhuang, asked.

"Let's go to the mountains."

"On the mountain?" Sun Dazhuang snorted coldly, walked over and snatched the basket from his hand.

When I looked closely, Wang Zhong was really in the basket.

"Sun Zhong, how come I have a son of yours, you have to sell even your own flesh and blood, and you are still not human?" Sun Dazhuang almost roared and roared.

"Dad, you...... You listen to me. ”

"Don't explain, when I don't have your son."

Sun Dazhuang left domineeringly with Wang Chong.

"But Dad, Dad, I've already taken the money............

Wang Chong breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately his grandfather came in time, otherwise he would have been sold.

…………

In the blink of an eye, a year has passed.

Although Wang Chong can't walk yet, he is already familiar with everything at home.

As he guessed, the world is modern.

However, it is not an exaggeration to say that I have four walls in my own home.

The family includes him and has four children.

The eldest son, Sun Lianfu, is eight years old, and he has to walk a lot of mountain roads every day to go to a school at the foot of the mountain.

The second daughter Sun Lianmei is now six years old, and after this year, she will walk the mountain road to school early in the morning with her eldest brother Sun Lianfu.

The third daughter, Sun Lianli, is now three years old, although she is young, she is already very sensible, and often drives the three lambs and some ducks at home to the mountains behind the house to graze sheep.

When her mother was not free to work in the field, Sun Lianli also took on the responsibility of taking care of Wang Chong.

The reason why these children are all called 'Sun Lian' is because their mother's name is Huang Lianying, and there is a word 'Lian' in it.

Grandfather Sun Dazhuang said that the child's name contains one word in each parent's name, which can bless the child with peace and security.

So even with it, Wang Chong himself also gave a 'Jet Sun.' ’

I just hope that Wang Zhong can be an outstanding person in the future and be rich and noble!

In fact, although this place is a mountain village, not every family is so poor, many villagers go out to work, although it is hard, but they still make a lot of money.

For example, Huang Youcai, the first person in the village to buy a motorcycle, he worked as a cement worker on the construction site outside, and he could earn a lot of money every year, and his family not only bought a motorcycle, but also repaired the old house, and this year his wife also gave birth to a daughter, and the family lived a good life.

It's a pity that my father is too lazy.

In addition to drinking alcohol every day at home, he goes to the village entrance to play mahjong with others, does not do housework, does not go to the field, and does not go out to work.

The whole family relies on her mother Huang Lianying to farm and rely on the sky to eat, and sometimes the grandparents will help take care of the children, and the family has a hard time.

"Come on, Lianjie, let's eat."

Huang Lianying picked up Wang Chong, and the family gathered around to eat.

Looking at the pile of food on the table, Wang Zhong sighed.

Chinese cabbage roasted tofu soup, stir-fried greens, and a small plate of pickles.

As for the food given to him, it was rice cereal porridge.

Because the family is poor, there is no need to think about milk powder or anything, and there is no need to eat it at all, so it can only be replaced by confused porridge, and the children of poor families in the mountain villages are raised like this.

Wang Chong was also very helpless, but in order to grow up quickly, he ate a lot every time.

On the table, there was only their family, and as for my father, he was still playing mahjong outside at this time, as before.

Fortunately, he didn't fight much, otherwise Wang Chong was worried that he would lose a lot of money.

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

Wang Zhong finally stumbled and learned to walk.

Watching his sister and brother follow Huang Lianying to work in the fields every day, while his father drinks at home, Wang Zhongxin is not a taste.

"Dad, can you stop drinking, Mom works so hard, why don't you do anything?"

When it was almost evening, Wang Chongkan's father Sun Zhong took out another bucket of old rice wine, ate some leftovers from noon, and couldn't help but say.

"Yo he!"

Sun Zhong burped, turned his head and said, "Good boy, it's such a small thing to take care of your father." ”

"Your family is so poor, you should work." Wang Zhong said expressionlessly.

"You kid knows a fart!" Sun Zhong had just dried up two large bowls of rice wine in a row, obviously drinking too much, and picked up a chopstick on the table and smashed it at Wang.

"Oops!" Wang Chong was immediately knocked on the head, grinning in pain.

"You know it hurts, right? In the future, if you dare to talk to your dad in the future, I will pump you. ”

"Ah Zhong, what are you doing?"

Hearing the scolding in the house, Huang Lianying walked in with a dustpan, followed by three children.

"Lao Tzu teaches his son." Sun Zhong snorted coldly.