After her father left, Bai Ling became her mother's main punching bag. When my mother didn't go well, she couldn't leave her mouth, and when she got the words, she punched and kicked them. From opening my eyes in the morning to going to bed at night, there is always my mother's scolding in the small courtyard. Bai Ling never cried out loud. She just put the tears in her heart and flowed them at night. The two younger brothers, Bai Long and Bai Hu, although they were three years younger, were also beaten by their mothers. They are also like sisters, never crying out loud.

The neighbors saw it in their eyes and felt pain in their hearts, so they could only secretly give the children some love.

It was the first autumn after the loss of his father. Bai Ling consulted the uncle of the east family and the uncle of the west family to plant the wheat. Everyone said that this ten-year-old girl was stronger than her 20-year-old son.

Winter goes to spring, and in a blink of an eye it is the season of wheat and flowers. A bumper wheat harvest is in sight. Bai Ling runs into the ground every day. She will learn from all those who are experts in farming. This is a compulsory course for her. She knew she had a lot of responsibility on her shoulders.

Mother Ren Nanrong is often not at home. When Dad was alive, she was visiting and gossiping, which was her forte. Now, a new hobby has been added. That is, three days and two heads to the in-laws' house, and spend the night at the in-laws' house. Bai Ling knew that her father had no other relatives, and Bai Ling only had a little aunt. My mother also hates my little aunt to the core, and she will never go to this in-laws' house. Only the ghost knows that my mother is going to the family.

11-year-old Bai Ling not only has to go to the field to do farm work, but also rush home in time to make lunch for her two younger brothers. They must not be delayed in their studies. She knows that knowledge is important, and it is even more important to men. They have to start a family, provide for their families, and take on more responsibilities than women.

Bai Ling had just sent her two younger brothers to school. Mom entered the house in a hurry. It's been three days since she left home.

"Bai Ling, go to the ground later, my mother has something to say to you." For the first time, my mother was full of spring breeze, and she smiled and took Bai Ling's hand.

For the first time, Bai Ling felt very uncomfortable, as if she was facing a stranger.

"Ling, my mother really can't bear the hardships of this family, and my mother wants to remarry."

When Ren Nanrong said this, she hurriedly stopped talking and carefully observed Bai Ling's reaction.

Bai Ling's face is like a calm sea, unusually calm. It didn't seem to have anything to do with her. This greatly surprised Ren Nanrong.

"Mom, our sister won't hold you back, and we won't ask you for a penny. We can feed ourselves. You can easily go to a good home. You should have no sister without us, so that the family can rest assured. ”

Her daughter is so generous, Ren Nanrong really doesn't know how to speak.

"Mom, I hope you will save some face for our sister and marry as far away as possible. Don't let people say ugly things in our faces, that won't be good for anyone. ”

"Mom knows, Mom knows. When is the right time? I'm in my early thirties, and my mom wants to get better as soon as possible. ”

"Your own affairs, your own decisions. As long as you feel worthy of my dad, you can speak in front of the villagers. No matter what time it takes, we don't have a problem. ”

Bai Ling's answer was even more beyond Ren Nanrong's imagination. It sounds bland, but it also touches my mother's heart. She thought in her heart: Anyway, the villagers have a bad impression of me, and if it's not good, it's not good, and I don't care about anything.

Before her mother could open her mouth to speak, Bai Ling continued: "I don't have the money to marry you." Take whatever you need at home. It's best to have a Sunday. You tell me in advance. I took the dragon and the tiger into the field. I don't want them to know too soon. They began to cry, and everyone had no face. ”

In terms of age, Bai Ling is only an eleven-year-old child. But her level of speech and thoughtfulness are much better than her mother Ren Nanrong, and she is ashamed of herself in her heart. However, her daughter Bai Ling's words opened all the knots in her heart. She can leave with peace of mind and carefree. She shook Bai Ling's hand vigorously and said, "You are really a good girl." ”

Ren Nanrong omitted the word "mother". It seems that she really has formatted her three children from the depths of her brain, not only completely cleared up, but also deleted all historical records.

Eleven-year-old Bai Ling also knows: From then on, the word "mother" can no longer be found in the depths of her mind.

Bai Ling didn't move. The eleven-year-old girl stood there with her feet steady, as if steel had been cast from the ground. She didn't laugh. For her, the difficult journey of life has just begun, and she can't laugh. She didn't cry, tears can only touch people with soft hearts. Since my mother could make such a decision, it was useless to shed tears in front of her.

Bai Ling must be strong. He also has two younger brothers. As the eldest daughter, she must take on the responsibility and obligation of support. This can be worthy of the dead father and the ancestors of the Bai family.

Bai Ling withdrew her hand from her mother's hand.

"Mom, it's time for me to go down to the field, the wheat is about to ripen. I'll have to ask people for advice on harvesting techniques. ”