Let's talk about Chunmei's house.

After the movie dispersed, Pengxiang didn't go home after waiting for a long time.

Chunmei was in a hurry, so he asked Wang Sen to look for him.

Wang Sen was still angry, he said angrily: "I want to go to you, find something." ”

Chunmei didn't pay attention to him and went by himself, she went to the new house to find out, the place to play the movie or not, she was a little hairy and shouted Pengxiang's name, the silent night sound spread far and wide, the whole village could hear it, causing the dog to bark, the moonless night was very dark, even Chunmei was afraid, she was even more worried about the child.

I happened to meet Wang Sen on the way, and it seemed that he couldn't sit still at home.

The couple searched outside the village, by the well, and in the woodstack mill house, but they didn't find the shadow of their son.

The battery I just bought, the flashlight has dimmed, and Wang Sen is so angry that he says, "Go back, let him be." ”

"I wish you, hit him at every turn, you can do it, you don't have to worry about it." The two quarreled while looking for it, and they kept arguing and returning home.

The quarrel alarmed the neighbors, as well as the grandmother and Wang Shuzhouni.

The house was packed with people. When Grandma understood the situation, she howled, and the room was full of people who couldn't persuade her.

"Tell me, I haven't slapped you since I was a kid, so why do you just slap my good grandson," the grandmother said as she cried.

There was a lot of trouble in the house, Wang Shu told everyone to look for it again, Wang Jieniang and Fugui hurriedly came in, "Don't look for it, the child is at my house," Wang Jieniang said.

"At your house?" A room full of people turned to her, Wang Jieniang's face turned red all of a sudden, and she didn't know how to say it.

"He's with my family's Xiaojie, they're two, "

He was about to continue, Wang Jieniang hurriedly stopped him, and said with an embarrassed smile: "That's the case, didn't Gao Lixia write a letter, there is also one of his in it, he went to my house to get the letter, and the children will be finished as soon as they play, and they are discussing that they have to reply to Lixia, so, so ......"

Wang Jieniang didn't know what to say.

Anyway, the child was relieved when he found it, no one put his mind on Wang Jieniang, and no one saw her embarrassment.

The child was found, and the neighbors left one after another, after all, it was late at night, Wang Shu and Zhou Ni would also go to sleep, and only grandma was left in the house.

"And what about him, why didn't he come?" Grandma asked eagerly.

The two of them knelt at their grandmother's feet, Chunmei and Wang Sen were blinded, "Who are you?" ”

Wang Jieniang cried and told the situation, and she was in tears.

"Hurry up, hurry up" Chunmei helped Wang Jieniang, Wang Sen pulled up Fugui, and lit a cigarette for him.

Grandma is soft-hearted, he said with tears: "My old man and the rich father were so good when they were there, the old brothers were all right to grow up together, and the rich father often said that it was a single transmission for several lifetimes, maybe the incense would be cut off at some point, and it really made him say, alas, it's really pitiful, not popular, isn't this a cut off from grandchildren." ”

Grandma's words caused Fugui to cry for a while, and he knelt at his grandmother's feet and cried, "Old aunt, what should I do, my father and mother won't be blind underground." ”

"My poor child, the old aunt understands your thoughts, this is all fate, it's really a bitter person, it's all because this world is not good and hurts you," the grandmother hugged him and cried for a while, "Child, they all say that raising children to prevent old age, you see, there are a few filial piety to the elderly in the village, the old aunt is not bad, don't you still find a Hakka to live." ”

Hearing what his mother said, Wang Sen couldn't stand it and said: "The house is all built, you can move in immediately if you want, how can you say that." ”

"Yes, mother, if you want to live, you can move in, I didn't say I didn't want to, I thought I wouldn't let you get this out," Chunmei also said.

"I'm not talking about you, I'm ...... Don't say it," Grandma wiped away her tears.

Grandma was leaving, Wang Sen sent his mother over, he felt very uncomfortable, and said that he wanted his mother to move to a new house, and he made up his mind, no matter what his brother was.

Wang Sen and Chunmei finally agreed to the request of the rich couple and let Pengxiang live in his house temporarily.

This made the rich and noble couple very moved, and if they hadn't pulled it, the two of them would have to kneel down again.

Before leaving, Chunmei Qian told Wan, "The child has a strong temper, don't take it to heart if you get angry, let him come back when it's enough." ”

"No, no, the child is very good, very director," Wang Jieniang said busily.

When Fugui returned home, he watched the three children fall asleep sweetly, and he was so happy that he didn't close his eyes all night, and he didn't know how many times he had folded the quilt for Pengxiang.

Wang Jieniang, she cried silently until dawn.

As soon as the sky dawned, Wang Jieniang got up, which is a habit she has developed for many years.

Every day, Fugui slept until the sun shone on the window lattice.

But this time, he also got up together, and he couldn't persuade him.

He got up and was busy with this and that, so that Wang Jieniang didn't know what to do.

He whispered to Wang Jieniang how many times he told Pengxiang scrambled eggs to eat, Wang Jieniang was upset when she heard it, and said a few words to him.

If he was annoyed in normal times, but now, he was not angry at all when he smiled, and he also reminded Wang Jieniang to act smaller, so as not to wake up the children.

Seeing that there was not much water in the tank, he tiptoed to pick up the bucket to fetch water.

Wang Jieniang looked at it, her eyes were red again, if she could have a son, how good the family would be, alas, she sighed, looked at Peng Xiang in her sleep, and couldn't help but gently stroke his head, if this child could be with his daughter, how good it would be, he would rather burn incense and kowtow every day.

Pengxiang turned over, and in a daze, he thought that his mother was beside him, so he called his mother, and he fell asleep again without opening his eyes.

Wang Jieniang's heart jumped suddenly, she opened her mouth and didn't dare to agree, and for a long time, her mouth didn't close.

As soon as Pengxiang moved, Wang Jie woke up, she rubbed her eyes with her hands and looked at her mother sitting in a daze, and called her mother. Wang Jieniang came back to her senses suddenly, she looked at her daughter and pointed at Pengxiang, signaling him to get up quickly.

Wang Jie glanced at Pengxiang and looked at her mother, her little face turned red, and she hurriedly dressed and combed her hair.

Pengxiang also woke up, he got up and looked at Wang Jie and Wang Jieniang all of a sudden into the quilt, looking very embarrassed.

Wang Jieniang brought him clothes and said, "Get up quickly, it's delayed to go to school," and go to work.

When Fugui came back with water, he looked at Pengxiang and smiled, poured water and took a towel to serve Pengxiang to wash his face.

During the meal, a plate of scrambled eggs was served in front of Pengxiang, and Fuguiguang gave Pengxiang a clip, and even sent it to his mouth.

Pengxiang is very sensible, he gives the clip, to Wang Jie, to the rich and Wang Jieniang, the happy rich eyebrows smiled, the family ate a meal very fragrant, even Wang Jieniang was infected, dispelled the worries in his heart, and liked Pengxiang.

Laughter rang out from time to time in the house, which had not been heard in this house for a long time, and the home, which had once been a constant companion of sorrow and tears, was finally rejuvenated and laughed.

Even the heavens were perceived, the sky was clear, the white clouds were long, the sun was up early, the spring breeze was blowing, the green shoots of the trees were intoxicated with people, and the intoxicated faces were full of smiles.

The rich and noble heart that used to be like a puppet is alive, because he has sustenance and hope, just like the young shoots dancing in the breeze, new hope and vitality.