This old woman, her scolding skills are really first-class.

Tang Shiyue gritted her teeth and inhaled, quickly lay down, closed her eyes, and heard Wang Shi and Tang Shirong come back, Xiao Yao'er whispered: "Brother." ”

Tang Shirong hummed calmly and leaned over to pick her up.

Wang Shi cried: "Why are you so stubborn, our mothers and sons are still counting on you, and it is better to help secretly than now!" What else can you do when you come out! What else can you do! She was so angry that she cried and beat him: "You dead child! Why don't you listen to your mother! Mother actually raised you for nothing! I can't count on you until this day! ”

She hammered him with all her strength, and the young man's thin body was swayed by her, but as if he didn't feel pain, he didn't avoid it, and only lowered his eyelashes and said quietly: "Auntie, since grandma has made up her mind to drive us out, she won't be soft-hearted." I can't watch you live a hard life, but you are alone. ”

Wang Shi let go of his hand suddenly and cried: "Why is she so ruthless, she doesn't even want you, what can I do......"

Tang Shirong stepped into the room, put Xiao Yao'er down, walked quickly to the couch, reached out and touched Tang Shiyue's forehead, and then turned on the light, and looked at her face carefully: "Auntie, Yueyue is better today?" ”

Wang just cried, and Tang Shirong said again: "I asked you to feed her more water, but can you feed her?" ”

Wang still ignored it, Tang Shirong sighed silently, the house was full of people looking for some water, but he didn't find anything, so he went out to find a few branches, tied them together, first hastily swept the inside and outside of the house, and wiped his sweat, and got two stumps to come in as stools.

It was also dark, Tang Shirong went out for a trip, and came back in less than an hour of a pillar of incense, carrying a broken iron pot, two bowls, and two steamed wild vegetable cakes in a small dustpan in his arms.

Tang Shiyue is a worrying person, and he only wonders where these things came from, anyway, it could never be given by his grandmother, and this child doesn't look like he can pretend to be pitiful and beg for things, he must have exchanged something with others.

But he has nothing to lose, so what is he getting in exchange?

She couldn't think of it, and Wang didn't ask, she was overjoyed when she saw him come back with something, came over and took the little dustpan, and sat down sobbing.

Tang Shirong wiped a handful of sweat, went out and brought half a bucket of water, poured a bowl of water, walked to the couch to help Tang Shiyue, and called her in a low voice: "Yueyue? Yueyue? ”

Tang Shiyue opened his eyes suddenly.

This voice, this feeling, is so familiar, just ...... It's like her own brother.

My brother is fifteen years older than her, and he has spoiled her since she was a child, and she has long been invulnerable to the eight-sided exquisiteness she has experienced on the set, but when she returned home, he always regarded her as the little girl who held her in the palm of her hand, and even her sister-in-law said that her brother spoiled her as a daughter.

I really miss my parents, my brother and my little niece!

She looked at him with tears in her eyes.

The little boy is not yet fourteen years old this year, he looks even younger, thin and handsome, his face is dusty, but his eyes are very gentle when he looks at her: "Yueyue, Brother is back, does the injury on his body still hurt?" Come, obediently drink saliva. ”

She looked at him for a long time, and drank the water slowly.

Tang Shirong helped her to the head of the bed, put down the bowl in the past, and Wang was sitting at the table, slowly, elegantly, eating steamed cakes in small bites, with a sad expression, tears rolling down from time to time.

Xiao Yao'er stood aside, her little face was so thin that only the big black eyes remained, and she was waiting with longing in her eyes, while swallowing saliva from time to time.

Tang Shirong poured another half bowl of water and fed Xiao Yao'er to drink, and then said softly: "Auntie, also give Yaoyao something to eat." ”

Wang Shi sighed, glanced at him silently, and gave Xiao Yao'er a small piece of steamed cake in his hand, Xiao Yao'er took it and devoured it desperately.

Tang Shirong washed his hands, broke the remaining steamed cake, and gave half of it to Tang Shiyue.

As soon as he took it, Tang Shiyue smelled the oil fragrance just now, and there was a little oil stain on the outside of the steamed cake...... But the leek zygote has already been eaten by Wang.

The steamed cakes here are actually similar to the steamed buns of later generations, and there is no filling. Tang Shiyue could only smell the smell and bite the steamed cake, although she was rough and throaty, she was really hungry, and she actually ate a little sweetness from it.

When he looked up, Wang had already picked up the rest of the steamed cake again and ate it slowly.

Tang Shiyue's hand paused.

Tang Shirong didn't seem surprised, drank half a bowl of cold water, and began to clean up the house again.

So, doesn't Tang Shirong have to eat?

I don't know if it feels too similar, but she automatically substituted for her brother in her heart, and felt wronged for him.

But she's still a fool now, and she'll definitely break down if she gives him a piece!

So, what's going on with Wang?

doesn't leave food for her son, and she doesn't leave the only flavorful leeks to her children, she just stretches out her hand to eat and opens her mouth so calmly, calmly enjoying the best treatment at the moment, as if this is a matter of course?

Tang Shirong didn't eat anything in the end.

The little boy was busy in the yard until the middle of the night, and when he was done, Wang and Xiao Yao'er had already fallen asleep, Tang Shiyue listened to him come in, washing his hands and inhaling gently, he should have hurt his hand somehow when he was busy.

Tang Shiyue couldn't bear it, and called him softly: "Brother? ”

Tang Shirong paused, groped over, rubbed his hands on her clothes first, and then gently touched her forehead. When he didn't feel hot, he relieved himself and said softly: "Yueyue, go to sleep." ”

On the first night of this plane, she fell asleep in his simple words.

When I woke up in the morning, the sky was just dawning, Tang Shirong scrubbed his clothes before going to bed last night, and was putting on his half-dry clothes at this time, and then opened the door lightly.

Tang Shiyue moved carefully, his body was still very painful, but at least he could move his hands and feet.

She glanced at the couch, Wang was sleeping in it, covering his coat, sleeping heavily, Xiao Yao'er was probably cold, the whole person got under the straw, only the black half of the head was exposed, and the hair was yellow and unkempt, like a puppy.

Tang Shiyue sighed.

If it comes, it will be safe, Wang is a silk flower, she can't count on it, it seems that she has to find a chance to "get better" as soon as possible.

Tang Shiyue groped his way up and checked his body by the light of the sky that came in through the broken window.

The body should be drawn from a long strip such as a flat shoulder, one after another bruised marks, all over the face, arms, and legs, and I can't see it behind my back, but I feel pain, and I don't know how much.

But she remembered a lot of things, but she couldn't remember why she was injured for a while, and only listened to the people in the village talking about selling it to someone else. It's good to find someone to ask carefully, after all, revenge is not suitable for the New Year.

Thinking in his heart, Tang Shiyue walked outside with his support for the wall, and walked back and forth around the yard while moving his body.

Originally, there were three main houses in this courtyard, and there were two wings on each side, all of which were adobe houses, but now they are collapsing, broken, and broken, and the broken walls are covered with grass, and what can barely live is a semi-main house here.

Tang Shirong built an earthen stove next to the half-collapsed main house, which was stacked with stones and not plastered, and it looked quite strong.

The courtyard gate was tied with branches, the broken wall was pierced with thorns, and all the fallen stones and mud were merged into a corner of the courtyard, leaving most of the courtyard empty.

It is estimated that this child was thinking that he went to the sect school and no one took care of him at home, so he hurriedly did the work.

What a good boy, at a young age, he took on the responsibility of the eldest brother.

Suddenly, I heard someone outside the courtyard wall: "Little mourning star! Tang Shiyue frowned, stepped on the stone and leaned on the courtyard wall, looking out.

The two children were pulling and pulling at the door of Tang's house, Tang Shirong was carrying a rattan broken basket, picking some wild vegetables in the basket, and was avoiding left and right, a black fat child tore the basket, and the wild vegetables were scattered on the ground.