Sister Rong in the summer also has her troubles, perhaps because she doesn't pay attention to hygiene, eats everything, and sleeps everywhere, and she often has sores on her body. Sometimes there are several on the back at once, the surrounding is red, and there is a big bag in the middle, and slowly the head of the bag turns white, broken, and the white pus and blood flow down at some point.

The naughty boy took advantage of her inattention and hit her sore, and she sat on the ground crying and scolding in pain, she didn't dare to fight with others, because in that case, she would be beaten more, and all she could do was sit on the ground and cry and scold.

Many parents don't let their children play with her, saying that they are afraid of spreading sores. Some people say that she should not be called "Xiaorong", but "Xiaoshe", a child who is still unattended on the street.

Sister Rong in the summer also has her troubles, perhaps because she doesn't pay attention to hygiene, eats everything, and sleeps everywhere, and she often has sores on her body. Sometimes there are several on the back, the surrounding is red, a big bag in the middle, slowly the head of the bag becomes white, broken, white pus and blood water flow down at some point, the naughty boy takes advantage of her not paying attention, beats her sore, she sits on the ground in pain while crying and scolding, she dare not fight with others, because then, she will be beaten more, all she can do is to sit on the ground and cry and scold. Many parents don't let their children play with her, saying that they are afraid of spreading sores. Some people say that she should not be called "Xiaorong", but "Xiaoshe", a child who is still unattended on the street.

Sister Rong is also a gas bag at home, no one feels sorry for her, her mother only cares about working in the field, never cares about her, her grandmother only likes her grandson, she doesn't like her granddaughter, she thinks she is superfluous, whoever is angry in her heart beats her, often sees her family eating in the house, she sits alone on the ground in the courtyard and cries, when she sees someone coming, she gets up, wipes her tears and snot, and runs to the house to grab her own job.

Sister Rong can only feel a little warmth in my house, maybe it's "young and young", grandma said that only those who love others can accumulate their own, every time she comes, grandma always takes out some food to share with her, she sees my grandma than her own grandma is closer.

I heard that when Sister Rong was two years old, she was dying of hunger on the street, and it was my grandmother who gave her half a bowl of pimple soup to eat, and she came back to life, and since then, she often crawls to my house.

Sister Rong went to school, and I was in the same class, the teacher was lecturing in class, she often fell asleep on the table, and snored, the teacher asked the table to wake her up, and if she didn't wake up, the teacher threw her with a chalk head, and she still slept when it was light, and when it was heavy, she raised her sleepy eyes and scolded, "X. your mother," met the teacher's angry gaze, "Get out!" The teacher was furious, Sister Rong slowly stood up, and walked out slowly, sometimes the teacher hated it very much, kicked her on the ass, she staggered to the door, the teacher closed the door and turned around, calmed down her emotions, and continued to teach us.

Later, the teacher didn't care about her anymore, only when she snored and said to wake her up, a boy behind hooked her stool with her legs, hooked hard, she squatted to the ground from her sleep, the classmates laughed, Sister Rong sat on the ground, at first scolded two sentences, cried a few times, and then simply got up, erected a stool, sat down and continued to listen to the class, the teacher used the blackboard with less half of the hair to knock on the blackboard, and continued to class.

Sister Rong can do anything except study, but others can't see that, there are still many classmates who bully her after class, and I don't know anything but school, but I am a good child in the eyes of teachers and classmates. Sister Rong gradually grew up, but she dropped out of school when she was in the third grade, and she was doing the work of adults in the mud and water all day long. She began to develop, and gradually had the beauty of a girl, but no one paid attention to her youth and her beauty. Every evening after school, I always saw her carrying a big basket of grass back from the field, the grass basket was very large, the hanging grass covered her head and face, walking on the road, greeting the villagers from under the grass, every time I saw me, I always stood down, from the grass showed a face that I didn't know whether it was wet with dew or sweat, smiled at me a few times, and asked if school was over.

No one knew how she lifted such a heavy straw basket on her shoulders, no one knew how she carried such a heavy straw basket on her back day after day, and no one knew what she was thinking when she was lying quietly on the bed that night, perhaps she didn't think about anything at all, and fell asleep. Sister Rong found her in-law early, and her family no longer beat her often, but the boy disagreed, thinking that she was short, that she was ugly, and that she was not good-looking. On the first day of the Lunar New Year that year, Sister Rong stood on the street wearing knitted clothes and pants, which attracted the envy of many people, many adults dragged her clothes to see, knitted ones, very expensive, even adults were reluctant to buy them, not to mention letting half-grown children wear them, Sister Rong looked happy. I don't know who said, "Let her wear such expensive clothes, spoil a good piece of fabric".

Sister Rong lost her smiling face, hid in the house with her head down, and never came out again. Within a few years, Sister Rong registered a marriage certificate with the boy, and the boy's mother said that after getting married and having a baby, the man will be down-to-earth, and I heard that the legal age of marriage should be changed, so it is better to do it as soon as possible, so as not to have many dreams at night. Children can go through the door after two years. Sister Rong is naturally a hundred willing, because that boy is really good-looking. So I asked an acquaintance to get a marriage certificate. That winter, I forgot what the reason, her parents and my parents quarreled, the quarrel was very strong, the people on the street gathered around to watch the excitement, Sister Rong was also helping her parents scold, and scolded my grandmother, scolded my grandmother for being an old immortal, the neighbor's grandmother went up and slapped her twice, while scolding, "Something without conscience, it's not your grandmother, you have died eight times earlier!" Ungrateful and ungrateful things, it's just a matter of not persuading your parents to go back, you still scold, do you have a share of scolding here! ”

Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, and the next day the boy knew about Sister Rong's scolding, and based on this, he persuaded his parents to divorce Sister Rong. The boy asked Sister Rong to go out to play, and when he was invited for the first time, Sister Rong was very happy, washed her hair carefully, dressed herself up brightly, and followed the boy out. The boy said that it didn't cost so much to buy a cow, and that he would never marry a daughter-in-law like this, and that Sister Rong was like her mother, who didn't know anything except that she could only work like a cow, so Sister Rong divorced without going through the door.

After the divorce, Sister Rong didn't go out for a long time, and even when she came out, she no longer greeted and talked when she saw someone, but just lowered her head. In the morning, he went to work in the fields at dawn, and only after the night was dark did he go home with a straw basket on his back in the moonlight. When her grandmother died, someone saw Sister Rong hiding in a distant corner and crying, crying very painfully, even more painful than when her grandmother died.