Ah Pong is happy, everyone in the village says so.

He was happy because he had a mother who loved him very much, and he could get whatever he wanted, and before he could understand the wooden carved kites and the endless sugar gourds, a room was filled.

Is Ah Pang's mother rich? Not really. It's just that Ah Pang's father died early, and she didn't need much money as a woman, and she got a lot of copper from weaving cloth every month, so she naturally spent all this on her children without reservation.

A pong pointed at it, and his mother would pay for it.

The children on the street are saying that Ah Pang has a good mother.

But as he grew up, he didn't want the toys anymore.

The neighbor's child wanted to go to school, and he wanted to go to school, but within two days, he quarreled with his husband, and went home and tore all the books and classics he bought with a lot of money to shreds;

He liked wood carving and sugar painting, and he wanted to learn the trade, but within two days he got into a fight with the master who made wood carving, and he also used a wooden saw to cut the master's arm.

The master who made the sugar painting saw that he had learned from the past, so he waved his hand and shook his head again and again, saying that he would not accept anything.

It's still fun to play on the street, Ah Pong thought, and he played with the street bastards in the village.

Look, Ah Pong, what a fresh pork, boiled soup is called a fresh ...... I'll sell you a thousand Wen, do you want it?

Look, Ah Pang, the new kite, look at this style, this workmanship, this material, are all top-notch! This can't sell you...... Well, for the sake of our friendship for so many years, I only sold you a thousand Wen, and I didn't say it if I didn't take the money tomorrow.

Ah Pang was anxious, and his mother was even more anxious, and she went to reason with the other party more than once.

"What to do? Our kite is sold at this price, if you don't want to buy it, you can not buy it! ”

"Go and go, buy it and get the money! If you don't buy it, fuck off! Hindering Lao Tzu's business, this pig-killing knife doesn't mind getting some blood! ”

Apan, don't buy it. Mom tried hard to persuade him.

I'm going to! I just want it! That's what I want! The young Ah Pong cried and made a fuss, and was dragged home by his mother, who was still strong.

He cried, shouted, and made trouble, smashed all the pots and pans at home, fell to the ground on tables and chairs, and went to the kitchen to reach for a kitchen knife.

It's as if this is not his mother, but an enemy who prevents him from buying his favorite toy.

Ah Pang's mother was really frightened, so she hurriedly took out a copper coin string from the room, counted out two thousand pieces, and handed them to Ah Pang.

"Ah Pong, you remember, it's not easy for my mother to make this money, forget it this time, you must ......"

Before his mother finished instructing, Ah Pan, who couldn't hold back herself, snatched the copper coin from her mother's hand and ran out of the door.

"This kid ......" only left the mother who seemed to be ten years old in an instant.

Ah Pang's mother is unlucky. The people in the village said.

Ah Pang's mother is unlucky, because he is such a son, a son who has not grown up but has not yet grown up, but does not distinguish between good and evil, and makes people hate to throw it into the mountains to feed the tiger.

Is Ah Pong evil? Not really. He just wants too much, he wants to eat chicken, duck and fish, he wants jewelry, he wants to carve and play, and he wants to ask for a daughter-in-law.

If you want, others can't give it away for nothing, Ah Pang tried to grab it directly like a street bastard, but he was grabbed by someone and beat the skin with a piece of bamboo.

So Ah Pang also learned to be smart, knowing that as long as he went to the kitchen and took out a kitchen knife, or beat his mother three times and two times, he would definitely get enough money to buy what he wanted to eat, play and want.

Even Xiao Cui in the village said that if you marry him, at least you don't have to worry about the evil mother-in-law.

Of course, there is also the second half of the sentence: But following him is 10,000 times more terrible than being harassed by the evil mother-in-law.

Finally, I don't know which day, the skillful hands of the weaver were broken, and they couldn't stop shaking, and they couldn't weave such a beautiful pattern anymore.

Finally, the figure who was always working collapsed and collapsed in his room, and he didn't even have the strength to get up and buy medicine.

The child she raised single-handedly is now strong, tall and mighty, and she thinks that this is also worthy of his father under the nine springs......

It's just that I didn't see him marry a daughter-in-law with my own eyes, and I didn't hug my grandson with my own hands, which is a pity......

"Old woman! Where are you hiding your money again! ”

The door of the room was rudely pushed to the ground, it was a wooden door that had been repaired several times, at first she still begged a few carpenters who didn't care about Ah Pong's previous scratching of the master's arm to repair it, and then she became a doctor after a long illness, and she herself learned some simple carpentry techniques.

But after all, it was still not done well, and the bearing was broken again in a few clicks......

If I'm gone, how can you repair this ancestral house......

"There's no money left...... she lay on the bed, her lips twitching.

There was no money, and even the money that was originally used to marry his wife was lost by him at the gambling table.

There was no money, and even the money she wanted to use to bury herself was used by him to buy five stone powder.

There is no money, only this ancestral house that she desperately wants to keep, which was left to him by his father, even if his hands and feet are broken by bamboo chips, he must not give in again.

Child, my mother is gone, you are alone, you have to take good care of yourself.

My mother doesn't have any skills, but at least she left you a room, enough for you to shelter from the wind and rain, and not to sleep on the streets......

"No money? What did you say? Isn't there a house as big as this? Isn't there such a big loom? How can there be no money! ”

"Oh, Ah Bang, I told you a long time ago, your mother's hands can't weave cloth, we are willing to recycle this loom cheaply to see your face, otherwise what kind of shitty thing is this......"

There was a faint shadow of someone else outside the door, but she didn't want to look at it anymore.

Do you want to? Or can't?

In a fit of rage, Ah Pong overturned the loom, not realizing that his mother was still looking at where he had been standing.

The news of his mother's death was told to him by the street bastard who entered the house later.

"Ah Pang, don't be sad. That's fine, you sell me this house, and I promise to make your mother's funeral a beautiful one......"

"Burial? What is the burial? Ah Bang snorted coldly, he hadn't forgotten the face when this person didn't let him sell this house, "This old bone is finally dead, why don't I take this money and go to the free?" ”

But in January, there was nothing left.

Ah Pang couldn't understand how the attitudes of those brothers who had played with him since he was a child could be so different overnight.

"You...... You give me food! I have money! I really have money! ”

But the shopkeeper had already seen through his lust and guilt, and he was going to forcibly kill people when he called a guy.

"You give me a sip, just a sip, I gave you so much money before......"

"Less he X pretends to be cooked! I saw that Lao Tzu didn't have this knife in his hand! ”

Money, money, money...... He rummaged through his body, but could not find half of the copper plate.

"Mother......

He was so hungry that he ran into the mountains. It is said that it was gnawed by fierce beasts in the mountains, and no bones remained.

No one tried to find his bones, but the next day, hunters in the mountains stumbled upon a dead ox in the forest.

Brought back to the village to recognize each other, no household knew.

The meat is unusually delicious, and the people in the village share it.