The autumn sky was still blue, and the leaves on the trees turned yellow, scuffling together one by one like dancing girls.

Fly lightly to the ground.

The soft wind blows gently on the human face, as if kissed by warmth.

Jing'er shuddered at this time, and she remembered the snubbing at home......

A village in Jingning County called Fenghuanggou is full of rolling hills.

Some of the villagers are on the top of a high mountain, some are built on the mountainside, and some are clustered in the valley, and if you look at it from the heights, the colorful houses are hugged together like pomegranate seeds.

The mountain road here has eighteen bends, and the rainy season here always comes very late.

Whenever a touch of sunset shines obliquely, you can hear the brass bell of the farmer leading the mule down the mountain......

Jing'er grew up here, and her home is here. The courtyard wall built with some broken bricks and tiles is about to collapse,

The dilapidated wooden gate looks poor, but the yard is clean,

Under a banyan tree in the middle, a delicate little girl has eyes as black as spring water.

She stared at one place quietly, like a calm lake

Stay quiet,

The little girl wore an old red turban, wrapped so tightly that she couldn't even see her hair.

Jing'er has long been accustomed to this kind of dress, because she has to drag a broom that is not commensurate with her every day to clean the yard, and when she cleans it, it will be dusty.

She loves cleanliness, and washing her hair here seems like a luxury to her.

Jing'er treats her big brother with her heart... And he was particularly indifferent to Jing'er.

Even Jing'er doesn't wear clothes like his sister.

Jing'er envies her brother and sister. Mom is so considerate to them, they often have something to eat in their mouths.

Jing'er also fantasized that her mother would make sugar water for Jing'er, and she was also caressing her mother like her brothers and sisters, and was held in her arms......

But mom is like the plague,

Pushing Jing'er speechless. All kinds of invective accusations are floating in front of my eyes.

Jing'er at this time......

Tears of pain were shed in disappointment.

Seeing the children of her age in the village, looking at them, Jing'er's heart was broken.

Their mom is very fond of her baby, and her child is coquettish and kisses her face.

However~

In this home from Daddy,

Jing'er has no other happiness. Mom's words are vicious

, insulting with extreme words.

The elder brother bullied Jing'er directly from where Jing'er came from. When Dad is not at home,

Jing'er was treated unequally in this family.

Jing'er grew up in front of them from a young age.

So I couldn't see the warm love of a real family.

Jing'er has always been, the more they reject Jing'er, Jing'er is still close to them. Six years passed in that process.

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Jing'er has always had a dream of reading, and she will put away the old books and writing books thrown away by some naughty older children in the village as if they were treasures.

Whenever I finish reading volume after book, Jing'er

heart is happy.

When Jing'er was young, her mother asked her to do things that were not appropriate for her age.

Jing'er barely dragged a big broom in the yard. Sometimes the ridges, the sheep are fed to the chickens......

There are also times when laundry is done......

If Jing'er doesn't do things well, it will be abuse ~ reprimand,

... Not to eat, punishment.

Jing'er is very interested in going to school, and as soon as she finds an opportunity...

Flee to school to listen from the classroom window.

Looking at the children sitting neatly listening to the teacher's lecture, Jing'er was very excited.

At that time, it was just Jing'er's momentary happiness.

When I got home, I was alone.

Jing'er is growing up day by day, she is used to such a situation, she also wants to breathe freely and happily, but this is not possible.

…… Laundry, laundry~

- Washing dishes and washing pots, cooking noodles and rice, there is no time when she is idle, unless her mother sleeps quietly......

Take care of my sister and wait for a while to do it...

Jing'er won't be idle.

If Jing'er resists and doesn't do it, her mother's stick is always waiting, and even if she is afraid, she can't stop doing it.

When she went to school, she brought an apple, and Jing'er was beaten and scolded by her brother for it.

Unless my brother can't find out, I find that I will hit a few times......

Jing'er's will is even stronger under such torture, and she has grown into a 12-year-old beautiful girl.

Although Jing'er lived a difficult life, she was born extremely beautiful,

A face like jade, black like a swallow's wings

Thin eyebrows, as beautiful as the flowing water of a goose spring.

With red lips like cute little cherries, simple black hair, tied with a rubber band, and a short and dexterous ponytail that swayed with her movements, delicate and well-behaved.

Jing'er's brother is 22 years old, and he is addicted to online games all day long, and he is lazy to eat, but his mother is still used to spoiling him.

Jing'er went to the county No. 1 middle school to study, and because of her excellent grades, she was exempted from all fees, which was very precious to Jing'er, in addition to studying hard, she also worked odd jobs to fill her daily life. Because she knew that it was impossible for her family to pay for her education.

Just when everything seemed to be fine, the news came that my father had been killed.

This sudden bad news broke her original peace and plunged her into great grief.

Dad had an accident at the construction site, and Mom and Brother were busy demanding compensation for casualties, and they had no mercy for Dad's death.

When they received 400,000 yuan in compensation money, their mothers and brothers' eyes shone with fire, which made people shudder.

Poor dad was buried in the back mountain......

My father's tombstone stands on a very desolate dirt slope in the back mountain, with the sun on his back,

Eerie, all kinds of birds are constantly chirping......

"I've come to see you, my dear father. Your lonely tombstone, with just a narrow plank standing on it, as if waiting for someone to come at the edge of the grave, makes me so uncomfortable.

I never imagined that my dear father, who was the kindest in my heart, would be left here alone forever.

But you didn't say a word to Jing'er and left, and said it to Jing'er in your bell-like voice, okay?

Daddy, although you are not my biological father, but better than my biological father,

Dad, my dear father, don't worry about Jing'er anymore, Jing'er grows up, I will take care of myself,

You come to this peaceful place of your own world, no more suffering, no more heartache......

But I feel like you've lived your whole life in the anguish of conscience, longing, and fear.

Why do you say, my dad ... Lost everything you had, and finally when I grew up to be able to share it for you, you were gone......

If I could go back to my childhood, I would still live a childhood full of poverty.

No matter how hard it is, I will accompany you on the walk. It's a pity that you left in a hurry, and you arrived in this cold place,

Tell you what is in my heart, apart from what I can do, what can I do......"

It can be seen that time is constantly passing and she has hope.

In the expectant eyes, the position of the light of hope is the cloud of worry.

The red light of the sun occupies the surroundings,

From the sky at sunset, to the sky of Jing'er,

The shivering body of the cold tightly hugged the arm of the school bag.