Gao Conglan looked at everything in the small courtyard intently, and said in a choked voice: "This is me, it is my mother who boils water, and this is our former home...... My mother remembered the hard life we had before......"

The soul will not shed tears, if it can, I am afraid that Gao Conglan will be in tears now.

His eyes were red, and he said with a pout: "I remember this scene very clearly, it was when I was in junior high school, it coincided with the rainy season, the sky was not sunny day after day, it was raining heavily outside the house, it was raining lightly in the house, our bed was wet, and the stove was about to be flooded." ”

"My mother sold two sheep and wanted to find someone to repair the house when the weather was clear."

"But the house has not been repaired, and the debtor has come to the door, my father has been sick in bed for a long time before his death, and after the person leaves, he owes a lot of debt, and my mother wants to pull me, and I have to raise pigs, sheep, and farming, a woman is doing more tiring work than men, and life is hard."

"That day, the person who asked for the money was asked to leave, and the house could not be repaired, so my mother climbed on the roof by herself, pressed a few plastic sheets on the roof, and said to me with a smile that she could live there for two years......"

The old lady's dream evoked Gao Conglan's sad past, and he sobbed without tears while recounting the hardships of his childhood, which made my heart sour.

Li Di snorted even more when he heard this.

I looked up at the plastic sheeted roof and peeked through the doorway.

But I saw that the water in the house was in a puddle, and there were basins, buckets, and clay pots everywhere that were leaking from the rain......

There are no furnishings in the house, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a house with four walls.

Orphans and widows, and foreign debts......

You can imagine how difficult it has been.

Li Di was soft-hearted, she was already moved, she gently pulled Gao Conglan's sleeve, and comforted: "The past is just a life experience, not a burden, it has all passed, you see how promising you are now, you have hired a bodyguard for the old lady, hired a nanny, and built a small western-style building, this is called bitter first and then sweet, your mother must be very pleased, and proud of you." ”

Her words not only failed to calm Gao Conglan's emotions, but made him even more excited.

He grinned and howled: "The children of the poor are in charge of the family early, I have studied hard since I was a child, and I have always had a thought in my heart, go to school hard, and when I grow up, I will build a rain-proof house for my mother, so that my mother does not have to worry about her livelihood." ”

"The emperor lived up to his wishes, and later, I really had a chance, and my thoughts came true, I built the best house in the village for my family, so that her mother and I don't have to worry about food and clothing."

"But from that time on, my mother was sick, and the disease was ugly, and the people in the village looked at my mother like monsters, afraid of infection, and avoided us. Because of this, my mother did not dare to go out, so she stayed at home all day with needles and medicines. Over the years, my mother has taken more medicine than food, and because of the avoidance of taking medicine, she doesn't dare to touch meat all day long. In fact, my mother hasn't enjoyed a single day of happiness in all these years. I'm not filial, I can't heal my mother......"

This old lady is really unlucky.

When I was young, my family was poor, and my life became miserable haha.

got older, the conditions were better, and I finally got through, but I got this strange disease again.

Eighty percent of this is her life.

I've met a lot of people like this.

When the bitterness was over, he suddenly fell ill and died.

It is commonly known as a cheap life, and you can't enjoy happiness.

endure hardships and live a long life, and once you enjoy the blessings, you can't stand it immediately.

Here's an example that many people know.

Xue Pinggui's wife, Wang Baochuan, guarded the cold kiln for 18 years, but the brocade clothes and jade food of the palace could not be enjoyed, and she died after being the queen for 18 days, which is a typical life of blessing.

With that in mind, I looked over to the old lady.

Naturally, the old lady will not be an old lady, but the way she was when she was young.

Although thin, his hair is dark and hard.

Hair represents the parent's generation.

Those who have a lot of hair and are rough and hard, have no ancestral business, no parents to rely on, and the early years are unfavorable.

But her eyebrows and eyes are good, especially the nose, which is plump and round, and the nose shape is full and powerful without revealing it.

The nose represents the journey.

People with a thick head and an uninjured nose are a good life in their old age.

According to Gao Conglan's mother's face, she should have enjoyed a happy life in her old age, but how did she end up like this?

After Gao Conglan cried to us, she was still very excited, and ran to his mother again, knelt there, kowtowed vigorously, and kept calling her mother in her mouth.

But where can the see him?

At this moment, the damp wood finally burned, and she sat in front of the stove, hanging her head, holding a stick of firewood, and scratching something on the ground at once, with a sad expression, as if she was full of sorrow.

She held this position until the water boiled, the lid of the pot was opened, and the fire was extinguished by the clattering of the stove, and then she looked up.

However, what she did next surprised me.

She actually picked up the kettle and poured boiling water under the pomegranate tree!

What does that mean?

Feeling bad and want to burn a pomegranate tree to death?

Did the pomegranate tree recruit her or provoke her?

Besides, it's raining so much, the firewood is soaked, and the kettle water is so easy?

Why don't you cherish it at all?

A pot of boiling water was poured almost halfway down before Gao Conglan's mother stopped and carried the kettle into the house.

Looking at Gao Conglan again, he was still kneeling on the ground, still immersed in the sad past and couldn't extricate himself.

Li Di and I stepped forward and pulled him up.

Then Li Di seemed to notice something, "Huh", and bent down to look at the place where Gao Conglan's mother had just watered.

I also glanced at it, intentionally or unintentionally, and found that there were countless dead ants in the water.

I couldn't help but frown at this discovery.

The old lady did not burn the pomegranate tree, but watered the ant's nest.

This is also perverted enough, other people's ants are honest, recruiting you to provoke you?

At this moment, I looked at the place where Gao Conglan's mother was sitting before, and there were also ant corpses everywhere, and she dared to poke the ants with a firewood stick before.

At this time, Gao Conglan and his mother filled another pot of water and brought it out to boil, and sat on the small bench by herself, twisting the ants with a sad face......

"Has the old lady always been so scourge of ants?" Li Di straightened up and asked Gao Conglan.

Gao Conglan also seemed to notice that the old lady's approach was too cruel, frowned slightly, and said: "My mother has loved to crush ants since she was young, and she will crush them to death when she sees ants, and when she sees an ant hole, she digs, fills, and sprays with medicine, and I have persuaded her, but she can't change it, like she has obsessive-compulsive disorder." ”

These words made Li Di fall into deep thought.

I knew she must have thought of something.

Sure enough, after five or six minutes, Li Di opened his mouth again: "You see that when the old lady was sick, her whole body was pitch black, like a king-sized ant?" ”

When Gao Conglan heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and her lips trembled for a while before she muttered, "This ...... What does this mean? ”

Li Di said: "I suspect that it is the cruel habit of the old lady who likes to kill ants in exchange for the pain and torture of more than ten years of strange diseases. ”