"My poor son, why are you so cruel...... How can you call your mother to live when you're gone! ”

The woman, who was about fifty years old, threw herself beside the corpse covered with a white cloth in the hall, weeping profusely, leaning on the bamboo board carrying the corpse back with one hand and pounding her heart with the other hand.

"Hao'er is still so young, woo woo woo ......" The young woman kneeling on one side also bowed her head and wept, holding a child in her arms, just when she wanted to learn to walk, babbling and stretching out her hands to break away from the woman.

However, the doll that was held in the palm of the hand by the family on weekdays was no one cared about at this time, and only the crying in the hall overshadowed it for a while.

Miao Niangzi stood there, looking at a blue and white bulging palm exposed under the white cloth, looking a little stunned.

Her hair was in a loose bun, and she still had slap marks and scratches on the left side of her face.

"Sister-in-law, you still have Hao'er, you still have to watch Hao'er grow up...... You can't fall! Another woman with Zhang Rong's long face wiped away her tears with a handkerchief and comforted the grief-stricken Miao mother, "Qinglin has been soaking in the water for two days, so it's better to let him enter ......the coffin earlier."

Miao Niangzi held back her tears when she heard this, opened her dry mouth, and looked at Miao's mother: "Mother, aunt is right, let Qinglin rest in the coffin......"

"Rest in peace?" Miao Mu raised her head and looked straight at her, her red and swollen eyes were full of resentment: "You, the person who killed him, are still alive and well, how can he rest in peace!" ”

As he spoke, he sat up with his hands on the ground, pounced on his daughter, grabbed her by the shoulders and cried and asked, "Tell me, how can he rest in peace!" ”

"How many times has he begged you! Are those two hundred taels of silver more important than your brother's life? ”

"Why is your heart so ruthless?"

"If he hadn't been forced by those debt collectors, how could he have ventured into the river!"

"In the cold winter of Layue, how cold should my Qinglin be......"

"You killed my son, you white-eyed wolf killed my only son!"

Miao's mother cried and scolded, and wanted to reach out to scratch the Miao lady who was motionless and scolded by her.

"Sister-in-law, you are calm and calm......" Fang Shi, the second daughter-in-law of the Miao family, stepped forward and grabbed one of Miao's mother's arms.

Miao's mother was still unwilling, and glared at her daughter almost resentfully: "God really doesn't have long eyes, why isn't it you who died!" ”

For a moment, Miao Niangzi only felt that her blood was cold: "Mother's ......"

"Don't call me mother! The thing I regret the most is giving birth to you! When I gave birth to you, I should have listened to your father and strangled you to death! If it weren't for you, Qinglin wouldn't have had such a thing now! You're the devil who came to our house to ask for your life! ”

Miao Niangzi looked at the woman in front of her almost unfamiliarly.

Did her mother really say these words?

She suddenly thought of a lot—

When she was young, there were always elders around her who said that her life was good, unlike the two younger sisters after her, who were pressed into the water tank and drowned just after birth......

Therefore, being born as a daughter and being able to avoid being strangled and drowned, can it already be called "good fate"?

It was under the misfortune of the family affairs again and again, the "tolerance" of her mother and the "support" of her younger brother that made her subconsciously stop thinking about those injustices.

She even considered herself lucky to have such an enlightened family.

Can you go to those "good" in her eyes, is it really true?

Or is it that there is always a premise for those good?

There was still a heart-wrenching scolding in her ears, and Miao Niangzi couldn't bear it anymore, so she asked word by word: "Did I really kill Qinglin?" ”

Miao's mother was hateful: "It's not that you can have anyone!" ”

Miao Niangzi turned to look at the Fang family: "Does Auntie think so too?" ”

Fang's wanted to speak and stopped, his expression was complicated, and he glanced at her: "Shaoting, Qinglin just had an accident, don't make your mother sad again......"

"yes, I'm ignorant again." Miao Niangzi laughed sarcastically, and then looked at the young woman kneeling there: "Brother and sister, do you also think that I killed him?" ”

"How dare I say that, Sister A......" The young woman's voice was choked and hoarse, and she said in a low voice: "But that day, I clearly begged Sister Ah in private, so I should only borrow us two hundred taels of silver for emergencies...... But Sister didn't ......"

"Borrow? When will you repay the money you have 'borrowed'? ”

The young woman choked when she heard this, and her tears became more and more turbulent: "Qinglin just left, and now Sister is going to settle accounts with my orphans and widows!" ”

Miao's mother was about to pounce again: "Why did I give birth to such a debt collector as you!" ”

Fang Shi grabbed her tightly, persuaded her, and shook his head at Miao Niangzi.

Miao Niangzi took another step closer to the young woman: "Let me ask my younger brothers and sisters again, where is the gift money for Hao'er's first birthday banquet?" ”

“…… It's already spent, not to mention the chewing of the family, just saying that Qinglin's drinking and gambling money is a hole that can't be filled, where can there be any surplus? ”

"You know it's a hole that can't be filled, so it's only natural that I should fill it for him, right?"

"Enough!" Miao's mother scolded loudly.

Miao Niangzi turned her head to face with a hideous expression: "I still have to ask my mother, can't you really take out two hundred taels of silver?" Over the years, where has all the money I paid tribute to you gone? ”

Miao's mother gritted her teeth: "What do you mean by saying these words?" If we had silver, would we ask for your great Buddha's head! ”

Miao Niangzi didn't say anything more when she heard this, and suddenly turned around and walked through the inner hall door and walked towards the inner courtyard.

She ignored the scolding behind her, went straight to Miao's mother's bedroom, lifted the bedding and rolled it up, opened the box under the bed board, took out a box, and returned to the front hall.

"Smack!"

Miao Niangzi slammed the locked box to the ground, and the box was broken open, and the broken silver, silver tickets, and even some gold ornaments were scattered inside.

There was silence in the hall.

Miao's mother's lips trembled, and she trembled with anger: "You ......"

"It's that the business of the shop has been good in the past two years, and I have taken most of the money back to my family, and two hundred taels of silver is almost all my savings for me - if I don't want to take out all my savings to pay off a gambler's debts, it is murder, then why didn't my mother kill her own son!"

"How many times have I said that I can't ask Qinglin to gamble anymore, my mother should go down on the surface, but behind her back, she blindly dotes and indulges! When he owed gambling debts, he forced me to pay them for him, once or twice, and my mother would relent every time I was determined...... After only one failure, he became a murderer in his mother's mouth! ”

"I have already asked what happened before and after, and the reason why Qinglin drowned and was unable to go ashore was because he drank a lot of wine! A man who has achieved nothing, owes a gambling debt and still wants to buy drunk, so he doesn't know how to cherish his own body, why should I be responsible for his death? ”

"And he has been away from home for two whole days, and you only went out to look for him today, so indulgent and unmeasured, what right do you have to blame me if something happens?"

"My father went early, I vowed not to marry again, in addition to those rumors, I also have the heart to share the family for my mother...... Qinglin got married and had children, where was I not helping? Miao Niangzi looked at Miao's mother with tears in her eyes, and said almost word for word: "But I am also your child, and I am also a human - and he is your son, not mine!" ”

"You ......" Miao's mother chest rose and fell violently, stretched out her hand to point at her, her lips trembled and she couldn't speak for a while.

"Shaoting, the dead are the greatest, how can you say such ugly things in front of your brother's bones......"

Fang Shi persuaded: "And they all say that the eldest sister is like a mother, as an elder sister, you should worry about your younger brother, they are all a family, wouldn't it be a mistake to say this?" Your mother is just gone, Qinglin, you can't make her feel cold anymore as a daughter......"

"A good eldest sister is like a mother, and the deceased is the eldest ...... So is this the reason why my mother wantonly beat and scolded me, attributed Qinglin's death to me, and even cursed me to die? ”

Miao Mu grabbed the teapot on the side and smashed it hard.

“…… Get out of here! ”

The teapot smashed heavily on Miao Niangzi's right shoulder, rolling down and shattering under her feet.

"Get out! I didn't even give birth to your broom star! ”

Miao Niangzi didn't know how she turned around and how she walked out of the house - if the house behind her could still be called "home".

It was already dark, and at some point it was raining again.

She stood outside the door for a long time, lost her soul, forgetting to lift her feet.

Until a hurried voice suddenly came—

"Miao Niangzi!"

She looked up in a daze, only to see someone running towards her in the wind and rain.

"Where does it hurt? But does it matter? ”

Liu Xun didn't carry the lamp, and couldn't see her specific appearance in the dark, so he asked anxiously.

He heard from the little brother that early this morning, Miao's mother suddenly went to the bun shop, rushed forward and beat her in public, and went crazy.

Her brother ...... Drowned in the river and was found.

Miao Niangzi shook her head slowly: "It's okay......"

Liu Xun glanced at the door behind her, suddenly shook her hand, and pulled her to turn around and walk into the rain.

The two returned to the bun shop.

Liu Xun took Miao Niangzi to the backyard hall, but she seemed to have lost her soul, she didn't respond to anything, and she refused to change her clothes.

Liu Xun only said "rude", pressed the person into a chair and sat down, and then hurriedly rummaged around-

lit a brazier, boiled a pot of hot water, stuffed the soup woman for her, and took a cotton towel to wipe the hair of the person, but did not find the cloak left and right, so he simply hugged the bed and wrapped the person in the quilt.

Finally, he ran to the courtyard and led the big black dog tied to the rain under the jujube tree in the courtyard to the firewood room.

The big black dog stared at him with dark eyes.

Liu Xun inexplicably understood its eyes, so he ran to the kitchen and quickly made a pot of dog food and sent it over.

The big black dog wagged his tail and buried his head in the wild food.

The moment he came out of the firewood room, Mr. Liu paused and slapped his head heavily: "...... What am I doing all this mess about? ”

Mr. Liu, who was dazed, hurriedly ran back to the back hall, and Miao Niangzi, who was wrapped in a chair, looked at him as if she had finally come back to her senses.

But his voice was hoarse and asked softly: "I've known each other for so long, does Mr. Liu know what my full name is?" ”

Liu Xun nodded: "The full name of the shopkeeper Miao is Miao Shaoting." ”

"Mr. is knowledgeable, you should know what the word Shaoting means, right?"

There are many people's livelihoods in this book, and it may be a little hot to watch, so bear with me, cough, believe me, this fire will go away.

Good night.

(End of chapter)