"The third child, you are still young, you must leave a queen for our old Xu family, my mother will polish her eyes this time and find you a virtuous one."

Mrs. Xu thought that her third son was not bad, he was four years old Chinese New Year's Eve when he divorced, and he was not too old, and it was not difficult for a woman to get married for the second time at this age, let alone a gentleman.

But she ignored a fact - Xu Qishan's leg was lame.

The family is surrounded by walls, and now it is lame again, who wants to marry in?

Xu Qishan himself is not willing to marry again.

But how can you do it if you don't get married? Isn't his vein about to be wiped out?

Mrs. Xu was too anxious: "Why don't you pass on your eldest brother's bolt to you?" ”

The eldest Xu Qijiang gave birth to three sons and a daughter, and the youngest son was six years old at the time.

Xu Qijiang is willing, but he is no one else, he is his own brother, and he is still in a big family.

But his daughter-in-law is not happy, so decent, why did he pass on his son to the third child? The third child is not a rich man, and he is not as rich as his own family.

Xu Qishan didn't want to, he still had to save money to pick up his daughter on Taiwan Island, and raised his stepson, can he still save money?

But his mother insisted that he have a child, or urged him to marry for the second time.

He neither married for the second time nor did he succeed, so he kept urging in his ear.

Three years ago, Mrs. Xu was diagnosed with advanced lung cancer, and she was still talking about it before she died, saying that the only one who couldn't let go was him.

He held the old lady's hand and promised her that he would definitely leave a queen for the old Xu family.

But he didn't plan to have a step-nephew, but decided to adopt.

At that time, the old monk of the temple on the mountain passed away, leaving behind a little novice who was less than two years old, which is said to have been picked up by the old monk in the mountain, and most of them were not raised and lost.

Xu Qishan took this little novice home, went through the adoption procedures, and became his adopted son, so that the old lady could rest in peace under Jiuquan.

Since his leg was lame, he stopped thinking of going to the city to sell coolies.

However, the leg is crippled, but the hand is not wasted, and after returning to the village, he has been learning to weave a basket with an old man in the village.

But the ordinary basket can't be sold at a high price, so he racked his brains to think of tricks, and strive to make it more beautiful than the ordinary basket, and take it to the town to sell it when he has a big set.

Before the flash flood, he was thinking about finishing this big gathering, so he took his adopted son to visit his daughter on Taiwan Island.

Over the years, he has also figured it out, if his daughter is willing to follow him back, of course he is happy; But if she is doing well with her mother and doesn't want to come back, he doesn't force it, it's a big deal to visit her every once in a while and stuff her with some pocket money.

Unexpectedly, before the two of them set off, Shuangyang Mountain Village suffered a flash flood.

Fortunately, they were not at home at that time, and it rained for several days in a row, and the land was flooded, and the two of them, like other villagers, were wearing robes and hats to harvest in the field, and it was good to grab some ripe potatoes and taro to go back. If they are left in the water, the harvest will be gone.

At this time, a flash flood broke out, and a mudslide gushed down, engulfing their house in an instant.

Compared to the house being swallowed, the bad guy is still alive. If I hadn't gone out because of the heavy rain, I might have died.

Thinking of this, Xu Qishan, who was sitting in the tent weaving a basket, sighed for a while.

I don't know if the hole in the wall where he hid his money was washed away by the mudslide, he has saved money for many years, alas......

"Little monk!"

"Little monk, your father? Your house has a guest, call your dad out! ”

Led by an overly enthusiastic street worker, Xu Yin came to the door of the Great Hall where the victims were housed.

Under the eaves, a few children with snot were playing with paper bags, and a thin bald child squatted in the corner, quietly watching them play.

Seeing someone calling him, he stood up crampedly, his ignorant eyes revealing a bit of curiosity.

Xu Yin: "......"

This is her little novice brother?

"Sister?"

The little bald head looked up at the little face, stared at Xu Yin seriously several times, and grinned: "It's really a sister!" You have a mole in your earlobe, and so does my dad. Sister, my father and I were going to see you, why did you come back? Then can my father and I still go to Taiwan Island to see you? ”

Xu Yinle was happy: "Do you want to go to Taiwan Island so much?" ”

The child touched his bald head: "Dad said to go to Taiwan Island to find my sister, and found my sister to take us to play for two days, I heard that Taiwan Island is rich, and there is everything on the street." ”

But now that my sister is back, will my father still take him to Taiwan Island?

The little eyes are indescribably confused.

Xu Yin pinched his little face: "I'll take you there when my sister finishes her errands, and then you can play for a few days if you want." ”

"Really?"

Before the little bald head had time to be happy, several children around him jumped up enviously:

"Little monk, can you go to Taiwan Island to play?"

"I heard that Taiwan Island is good, the people there are always rich."

"Little monk, you are so happy, you have a sister from Taidao."

"Little monk, is this really your sister? It can't be a flower shoot, right? ”

"yes, do you have such a beautiful sister?"

The little bald head picked up quickly: "No, no, she's really my sister, not a flower shooter!" You see, she has a mole in her earlobe, and my dad has it too. ”

"Who doesn't have a mole? I have that too. A little boy lifted his arm and pointed to a small black mole on his arm to show the little bald head.

"It's different, it's different." The little bald head shook his head like a rattle, "My dad and my sister both have moles on their earlobes. ”

“……”

The little boy couldn't answer that.

Xu Yin touched her brother's head funny: "Let's go, take my sister to find my father." ”

"Okay."

Before entering, Xu Yin thanked Comrade Liu Yan, who led the way, and stuffed her with a box of pineapple cakes she bought last night.

There was also a box of pineapple cakes that were opened on the spot and distributed to several children at the scene, and the rest was given to the little novice brother.

The child is holding the pineapple cake, his eyes are shining, and it is such a sweet and fragrant snack! I want to drool when I smell it.

It must be delicious!

Such a delicious snack, he got half a box!

His sister is so nice!

The child secretly looked up at Xu Yin, and it just so happened that Xu Yin was also looking at him, and both sisters and brothers were happy.

"Sister, I'll take you to find your father, our tent is in the innermost."

He took the initiative to take Xu Yin's hand, pulled her through the path left between the tents, and shouted excitedly: "Dad! Father! My sister is back! ”

"Ah Shan, I seem to hear your family Xu Lin shouting that my sister is back, it can't be your family Yinyin is back, right?"

Hearing Xu Dazhu from the tent next door say this, Xu Qishan's action of weaving the basket paused, and then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I haven't gone to find her yet, it shouldn't be." ”

Xu Dazhu grew taller, looked at the direction Xu Lin ran over, and looked at the "Huh": "Ah Shan, look, your Xu Lin really pulled a girl over, is it your Yinyin?" ”

At this time, Xu Qishan couldn't sit still, put down the basket and stood up, dragged his legs, which were a little numb, and limped to the tent entrance.

Xu Lin pulled Xu Yin to the front and reported happily: "Dad, my sister came back to see us." ”

"Yin, Yin?"

"Dad, it's me."

"Bang ......"

"Ouch-"

Xu Qishan's lame leg accidentally tripped over the pole supporting the tent, and the tent collapsed.

“……”

(End of chapter)