The next morning, Yao Zhongfu woke up drunk, remembered what he had said to his son last night and began to regret it.

"Wen Bin, did Dad tell you something that shouldn't be said, don't tell Jing Yatou about this matter, she and you. Mom's relationship is already like this, and if we let her know that she is not our biological child at all, it will definitely be unacceptable for a while. ”

Yao Wenbin didn't fall asleep all night, remembering many things when he was a child, and finally knew why his mother behaved like that and was so harsh on her little sister.

He couldn't accept this fact for a while, grabbed a piece of clothing, and left without even eating breakfast.

Ma Lanhua is still good to her son, and now Yao Wenbin has very little time to go home, although he is so angry because of yesterday's incident, but after all, it is his own son, who woke up in the morning and has already cooked for him in the stove room, and ran out to ask him to eat before leaving.

"Mom, I'm not eating, I'm going to town, I'm going to the commune to catch a tractor, it's too late."

Yao Wenbin went to the back village and saw Yao Wenjing sitting alone in front of the window reading a book, the early morning sun shining obliquely through the gaps in the leaves, falling on her black and shiny hair, gilded with a layer of gold.

Grandma was still sleeping, and the charcoal fire in the stove room had boiled porridge, which seemed to have a bit of a burnt paste.

He quietly walked over and called out to the little sister, Yao Wenjing raised his head with a faint smile on his face.

"Big brother, why are you here so early?"

Yao Wenjing closed the book, looked a little fascinated, and suddenly smelled the mushy smell of the stove, then remembered the porridge he had boiled, and hurriedly ran over to turn off the fire.

"Oops, I almost forgot that I was still cooking, and today grandma only eats burnt porridge."

Yao Wenbin stood behind him, opened his mouth to say something, and remembered his father's guilty words last night, and suddenly hesitated.

He said that if it weren't for his uncle's departure, he would definitely not have worked so a mission to catch the traffickers, and he might not have died in that arrest operation.

"You. . . Mom just can't turn this corner, she has been complaining all her life about why your uncle didn't save your uncle a few days ago, in fact, at that time, no one thought that the trafficker would return to harm people during the escape. ”

At that time, my father talked about sadness and took Yao Wenbin's hand.

"Son, there is a sentence that Dad has never said, I dare not say it, but it doesn't mean that I won't think about it. Mom blames your uncle for not saving your uncle, so that their mother's family was ruined, but in my opinion, why didn't your uncle hurt your uncle's family, she would put all her hatred on your uncle's child, it was useless for me to be a father, I couldn't protect Jing Yatou, but you also agree, I will be better to Jing Yatou in the future, but don't let her know these things, okay, I don't want to be with you. Mom hated it all her life. ”

Although the father said very little about the uncle and Yao Wenjing's mother Xiaoyun, and perhaps he himself knew very little, Yao Wenbin could still imagine the despair of the uncle when she left the child alone after the sacrifice.

After Yao Wenjing put out the fire, she took out the porridge in the pot and put it in a bowl to cool, she didn't rush to wake up grandma, I heard Xie Yuanjiu say that yesterday grandma went to bed very late in order to wait for her to come back, so she let the old man sleep a little longer.

Yao Wenjing was still standing in the middle of the room, looking at her a little helplessly, Yao Wenjing felt that today's eldest brother was weird.

"Big brother, what's wrong with you, why don't you speak, are you still sad about Feng Chunyan's matter, didn't you promise me, you will be sad for one night at most."

Yao Wenbin looked at everything plain but warm, maybe his father was right, let this matter be dusty, originally Jing Yatou was his sister, his own sister.

He gave up telling Yao Wenjing about her background.

"I just came over to say, I'm going to work in the town, when you go to the provincial capital, if you want to come by tractor, I'll tell the master in advance."

Yao Wenjing sighed, he still felt weird, he didn't eat when he asked his eldest brother to eat, and when he left, he also looked at the notebook she put on the table, which was left by the uncle, the cover was already a little yellowed and old, but the gold content of the notes inside was still very high.

"Little sister, you have to collect the things left by your uncle, strive to be admitted to college as soon as possible, and fulfill your uncle's unfulfilled wish back then."

After speaking, Yao Wenbin trotted away, he was afraid that if he stayed any longer, his red eyes would betray him.

On this morning, Yao Wenjing first read the book, then went to the attic to dry the cordyceps, and then bundled twenty or thirty dried cordyceps into a bundle and carefully put them away, these were all the belongings of her and Xie Yuanjiu.

But the strange thing is that Xie Yuanjiu has not shown up today, and he doesn't know where he went, and later found that Xie Laogen is not there, nor are the baskets he weaved, so it is estimated that he should have gone to the commune to sell these baskets.

It wasn't until four or five o'clock in the afternoon that Xie Laogen and Xie Yuanjiu came back, and the utensils they brought out were almost sold, and it seemed that business was good today, but Xie Yuanjiu looked very depressed.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he called Yao Wenjing aside.

"Jing girl, something happened."