When she entered the house, Xia Huaihua still didn't see Wang Lei's mother, which made her wonder, what kind of illness needs to stay in bed for so long?

"Is your mom okay?" Xia Huaihua is a master who can't hide her words, and she asks it when she thinks about it.

Wang Lei was puzzled by Xia Huaihua's face, and only said in a half-loud voice, "Xia Huaihua, do you want to have a big ticket with me!" ”

Xia Huaihua was stunned, but she was also particularly interested in the big ticket in his mouth, and the two sat on the sofa and began to talk in detail.

"This year's cotton market is steep," Wang Lei said, "now that you have the capital in your hands, we can resell cotton from the countryside to the city, and we can make a lot of money by coming and going!" ”

Seeing Xia Huaihua's hesitation, Wang Lei continued, "My mother is dying, I have to earn money to send her to a big hospital...... Don't worry, you will contribute the capital, I will contribute, we will be four or six...... If it doesn't work, Sanqi will do too! ”

There was silence in the room!

Only Wang Lei was left anxiously waiting for Xia Huaihua's answer.

After a while, Xia Huaihua spoke, "What's your mother's illness?" ”

This sentence was a bit of a non-answer, Wang Lei was a little surprised, he didn't speak, but took Xia Huaihua to the next room to see his mother.

The room was destitute, only a bed was still in shape, the bedding on the bed had been dry and black because it had not been washed and dried for a long time, and on the bed, there was a woman who kept coughing.

Although the woman is thin and thin, her eyebrows are delicate, which forms a strong contrast with the surrounding environment.

Through the dim light in the room, Xia Huaihua suddenly found that this woman seemed familiar.

Between her eyebrows...... It's three points similar to his mother!

Looking at the scene in front of her, Xia Huaihua's heart ached, and she strengthened the idea in her heart, she wanted to have a big deal with Wang Lei!

Wang Lei's mother's illness couldn't be delayed, so that night, Xia Huaihua rented a walk-behind tractor and went back to the countryside with Wang Lei.

The driver's surname is Wang, and he is a warm and generous uncle, with a full beard and a very cheerful person.

The road in the countryside is not easy to walk, and the tractor screams "suddenly" along the way, as if it will run out of gas at any time, and the exhaust pipe at the nose of the machine is constantly emitting billowing black smoke.

The swaying summer acacia flowers came down and vomited several times, and each time I felt that the tractor would tip over at any time.

On this trip, her destination was her hometown Xinglou Village, where every household has a few acres of cotton land, making quilts, putting cotton clothes, and using new cotton in the field.

Occasionally, the rest is sold at a nearby market.

For so many years, Murakami's cotton has been digested by itself.

Therefore, when Xia Huaihua made up her mind to work with Wang Lei, the first thing she aimed at was her hometown.

After a night of tossing, they saw a small village at the foot of the mountain in the distance, looking at the mountain and running dead horses, so when they came to the village, it was almost noon.

After getting out of the car, Xia Huaihua did not go directly to the cotton field, but came to the commissary to buy paper money.

After being reborn, she always wanted to come back to see her parents, but she only recently had plenty of money.

"Isn't this a locust flower? Oops, I've grown into a big girl! It's different when you get to the city! The shopkeeper was an old man, and he kept saying compliments.

It's nothing more than that she walked out of the mountains and climbed up to her rich relatives.

Xia Huaihua and the other party played haha.

When I came to the grave of my parents, the weeds around me had dried up and yellowed, and the scenery was desolate.

There are no tombstones, just two simple earthen bags.

If she could have come back earlier, wouldn't she have been able to change all that?

Acacia doesn't know.

She still doesn't know what happened back then, why did her mother become someone else's junior and why did she marry her father?

Every time she looked at Su Yaohui, who was gentle and gentle, and Ma Suqin who was smiling, she wanted to ask, but she didn't dare!

She knew that these people would not tell her the truth, and she was afraid that they would unscrupulously slander her parents.

The paper money burned to ashes, depicting the traces of the wind, condensing and drifting.

"Mom, Dad, although you are no longer here, the events of that year have not been turned ......"

"Mom, I will definitely find out the truth of what happened back then! I don't believe it! I don't believe I'm Su Yaohui's daughter......"

When she learned about this, every time she looked in the mirror, she suspected that she looked very much like her mother, not at all with Su Yaohui, let alone her adoptive father!

So, who is her father?

What really happened back then?

Xia Huaihua didn't know if her parents who were lying below could hear and see.

However, they will never respond to her again......

The cotton harvest is going well, not to mention that the price of Xia Huaihua is ten percent higher than that on the market.

The people in the village still trust this yellow-haired girl, after all, she is now from a big city, and she has an uncle who is a big official.

The scene of the purchase was uncontrollable several times, and in one afternoon, Xia Huaihua collected four or five hundred catties of cotton.

Most of the people in the village are honest, and the aunts and aunts are all grateful to pull Xia Huaihua to ask long and short questions, after all, Xia Huaihua can come back to benefit the neighbors after walking out of the mountain, this is not forgetting them!

Sitting in the carriage full of the scent of cotton, Xia Huaihua waved goodbye to the people in the village, and the bumpy mountain road was like lying in a cradle because of the soft cotton cushion.

Looking at the clear blue sky, Xia Huaihua stabbed Wang Lei beside her, "Why don't you speak?" ”

Wang Lei has been sullen since she arrived in Xinglou Village, which makes her very uncomfortable.

"I'm wondering if this batch of goods will be smashed in my hands."

Xia Huaihua sat up and looked at Wang Lei lying on the cotton, unhappy, "What are you talking about!" There is no turning back when you open the bow, and if you want to do big things, you must have the courage to do big things! ”

Wang Lei turned over and avoided Xia Huaihua's gaze.

This is all of Huaihua's savings, if he loses it, how will he see her.

How Huaihua earned his money, he couldn't be clearer.

In the middle of the night, she was a girl, standing in the cold wind and shivering, and after a few days of hard work, she was dark and windy.

Therefore, he was afraid, afraid of losing all his money, and afraid that Xia Huaihua would accuse him.

And Xia Huaihua is still heartless and lungs as before, and in the face of so many goods, she is not worried about sales at all.

Xia Huaihua is indeed not worried, at this moment, her face is full of bright smiles, fresh air is blowing in her face, although it is cold, but free!

With her arms outstretched, the cold wind blew every inch of skin on her face, and her short short hair fluttered on her head like a carefree child.

Wang Lei looked at her like this, and his mood was much more relaxed, I have to say that Xia Huaihua always has a magical contagion, which can drive the emotions of the people around her.

However, looking at it, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, the tractor was not taking a circuit, but a strange road.

When he came, he didn't feel at ease, he deliberately memorized the route, so he was sure that this was not the way back to Yang City!

A bad feeling rose in his heart, Wang Lei tugged Xia Huaihua's small thin jacket, "Huaihua, this is not the direction of Huiyang City!" ”