Erqiang's real name is Shen Erqiang.

Since then, Dream Cry has lived with Erqiang.

Erqiang knew that Mengwai liked to eat wild fruits, and every day after fishing, he would go to the mountains to pick some wild fruits and come back. When it was hot, he took Mengsii to the river to take a bath, and when it was cold at night, he would always worry about Mengsi's cold, so he covered him with a sheet.

In this village, there are not many children who can study, but in order to make Mengsi's life better, Erqiang borrowed some money, taught Mengsi's tuition, and let Mengsi's study. The children who can study at home, but they are a little bit of a family, all of them are neatly dressed, Erqiang is worried that Mengqi has an inferiority complex, and he also bought several decent clothes for Mengqi, everything that Erqiang can think of is good, all of them are given to Mengqi.

And Tang Xianger also likes this little brother next door who fell from the sky. Tang Xiang'er is fourteen years old, with a beautiful face, a little savage, and a tight move, so her figure is also good, and the young men in the village are drooling when they see Xiang'er.

The second aunt often said that Xiang'er was about to become an adult and should be reserved, but Xiang'er was still like a tomboy, going up to the tree all day long to pick dry wood, swimming, touching fish and catching shrimp, everything was an expert, and the second aunt couldn't do anything about her.

Xiang'er often waited until Mengwai got out of school, and took Mengwai to play, and on the edge of the forest, in the big weir pond, there were shadows of their joy everywhere. Gradually, Dream Cry also forgot the previous things, just like an ordinary child, happy, lively, innocent, and had a happy childhood.

Dream Cry is very smart, and for many words, he almost never forgets it, so that the teacher's husband is full of praise. However, there are also some very strange questions from time to time, and once, he asked the teacher "why do you call it Daddy". The gentleman told Mengwai that there is such a person, he follows you in everything, and whatever you want, he will work hard to do it for you, and he has always loved you and spoiled you, and this person is called Dad. The other students disagreed, so they stood up and said with some uncertainty, "Shouldn't that person be called Niang?"

The gentleman who taught, named Liu Tongjun, was an old man in his sixties, with good conduct and helpfulness, but he was very strict in teaching. On the first day of school, my husband first taught the children the seven words "gold is a good person". If Mr. finds that the student has any immoral behavior, he will first adjust it before going to class, and it is indispensable to play the hand board and slap the buttocks. Of course, Mr. was strict, and he also gave Mengwai a good enlightenment, so that Mengwai learned a lot of things, including how to respect others and how to care for the people he loves.

One day, it was already late, but Mengxi still didn't wait for Erqiang to come back and cook for him. It wasn't until the moon had climbed high that Erqiang limped back. Erqiang had a long cut on his leg, and he was still bleeding, but he was still holding a handful of white crystal wild fruits in his hand. When he smiled and handed the fruit to Meng Wai, Meng Wai suddenly felt a burst of heartache in his heart.

The next day, when Erqiang came home, he found smoke rising from the roof of the house, and Erqiang thought it was on fire, so he rushed into the house, but saw Mengwai's face black and he was cooking on a fire. Meng Wai saw Erqiang rushing in in a panic, holding a handful of hay in his hand, and said embarrassedly: "This firewood always can't be burned." Hearing this, Erqiang cried like a child. Since then, Mengwei has been cooking for Erqiang every day, and later washing clothes and cleaning the house. Erqiang is also more in love with Mengqi, a big man, a little boy, a small thatched house, full of the taste of love, more and more like a home.

Time flies quickly, half a year has passed in a blink of an eye, but Mengwai's half a year has not changed at all, it is still the same as when she was four or five years old before. The weather has gradually cooled down, and the occasional gust of wind makes people feel a little cold. But in order to repay the debts of the martial arts, Erqiang still insisted on fishing for so long in the past two days, but the cold air of this morning and night made Erqiang's body a little unbearable.

It was already a little late, and there was a biting wind blowing in front of him, and Erqiang stood in the water, shivering, and there was a chill on the soles of his feet. During this time, the fish was no longer as good as in the previous months, when three or four buckets of fish could be caught every day, but now it can only be beaten at most two buckets. If there are fewer fish, it is estimated that Erqiang will have to worry about how to pay back the Wujia's account, and the money of those guys can't be owed for a day, Erqiang frowned and thought about whether he was going to take a risk in the forest and catch some bigger beasts, if he caught a white sword tiger, a single skin would be worth a hundred dollars, and the account would be paid off.

After another burst of fishing, Erqiang collected the net, carried most of the half bucket of fish, and walked towards home.

Mengwai was still ready for dinner, and was sitting at the table waiting for him. Erqiang looked at the faint light in the room, and the dream crying waiting for him, the indescribable warmth, he felt that no matter how tired he was, it was worth crying for his dream.

There was a wind blowing outside just now, and Erqiang didn't feel much, but now when he walked into the room, he felt dizzy and his legs were weak. Erqiang thought to himself: "This is bad, it seems that it is infected with the wind cold." Wait a minute, eat quickly, drink more hot water, and have a good rest. ”

Seeing that Erqiang's steps were a little vain and his body was a little shaky, Meng Wai asked worriedly, "Qiang Dad, what's wrong?"

Erqiang held the corner of the table, reluctantly sat down at the table, cheered up slightly and said: "It's okay, it's okay, let's eat" As soon as the words were finished, Erqiang fell headlong on the table, and then sat on the stool unsteadily, fell to the ground again, fainted, and even the dishes and chopsticks on the table were overturned.