"Dad can write very beautiful words, tell very interesting stories, have a good temper, and will lift me on his shoulders and take me to the temple fair." Yu Ping's eyes were crooked, as if she had opened the conversation, and as if she was unconsciously showing off.

This worship is innate, and it is engraved in the bones.

"I told you secretly, I know that many parents in the village don't like female dolls, but my father has never disliked me."

"My brother is seven years old behind me, and in those years, I often heard people secretly scold my father behind my back, saying that the ancestors did evil and did too many bad things, so there was no male doll to continue the incense, and sooner or later no one burned the paper to the grave during the New Year's holidays."

"My mother secretly cried many times, and she also complained that I was not angry, saying that I dragged her down."

"Dad has never been, Dad is the most gentle and temperamental person in the world."

Yu Feiwan listened quietly.

Fortunately, her mother also had a happy childhood, which could support her to persist in living after the great changes and the destruction of her family.

"Yes, Pingping's father is a good man and will definitely live a long life."

Yu Feiwan's voice fell, and Yu Ping's eyes were even more crooked.

"I'm going to learn."

"Fei Wan helped me, Dad said, be a man to be gracious."

Yu Feiwan: It is worthy of Yu Ping, who has an IQ and moral character.

Yu Ping took out the language book from under the mattress and began to recite it according to the teacher's requirements.

Ancient poems are actually not difficult, but she couldn't bear it before.

When I memorized a sentence, I wanted to pick my fingers and scratch my hair, and then the ancient poem was a passerby.

Not just ancient poetry, it's any discipline.

"Peng Peng!"

"Come and learn!"

Yu Ping's thinking is very simple, one more person has more strength.

Yu Peng: ......

Yu Peng, who was happily playing with stones, was a little dumbfounded.

Not baked sweet potatoes, not climbing dog holes, studying?

"Sister, I can't read."

"Sister, was your head kicked by the village chief's grandfather's donkey?"

Yu Ping took a deep breath, "Yu Peng, I'll count to three!" ”

I learned this trick from my mother.

Mom shouting doesn't necessarily work, but she shouts......

“3！”

As soon as the third exited, Yu Peng threw away the pebble in his hand, and carried the little horse with his little face and stuck to Yu Ping's side, grinning and flattering.

My sister's power in counting three two one is much more powerful than my mother.

"You read along with me, and you can read and read."

"If you can't learn it, you won't be able to bake half of the sweet potatoes in the future."

Yu Peng grinned: "I can't divide half of it." ”

"I'm not my sister's favorite little treasure anymore."

Yu Ping crossed her waist, and Yu Peng instantly smiled with a smiling face.

The eldest and younger sisters shook their heads, and they were cute.

Yu Feiwan was single-minded, switching perspectives from time to time to pay attention.

Although it is the largest hospital in the county, it is still simple and quaint, with mottled walls, empty corridors, and fallen wall skins in the corners.

The corridor is very long, and it is difficult for the light to reach the end in winter.

The dark and deep makes people subconsciously feel depressed, retreating and panicking.

The doctor in the white coat inquired, and pressed back and forth with his hand on the position of the spleen and stomach, his expression was a little solemn, and he instructed the little nurse to arrange for Yu Shuishan to do blood sampling and imaging examinations.

The mother and son barely scraped together the money for the examination.

The old lady stood alone on crutches in the empty and dark corridor, pacing back and forth, and after a moment, with a sigh, walked straight into the snow outside the gate.

When she returned, the old lady limped, her neat hair was disheveled, the hairpin on her bun was gone, her gray hair was simply wrapped in a cloth, her wrist was empty, and there was no sign of the silver bracelet.

The clean cotton clothes and cotton pants were stained, and the scratches on the palms of the hands were still oozing blood.

Yu Feiwan's eyes were hot, and the old lady was cold-faced and hot-hearted.

How poisonous the mouth is, how cold the face is, how soft the heart and intestines are.

Perhaps, the doctor's look made the old lady feel uneasy.

"Mother?" Seeing this, Yu Shuishan, who had finished the inspection, hurriedly walked over, "Mother, are you okay?" ”

The old lady patted the back of Yu Shuishan's hand, "It's okay, the hospital was in a panic, I went out to breathe, and I accidentally slipped and fell." ”

"Two days later, the hospital got the results."

"Preliminary guess, it's not an ordinary stomach pain, it's best to be mentally prepared."

The doctor's words shocked Yu Shuishan's heart, and his usually gentle face became flustered.

……

"Mother, if it's really a serious illness, then it's incurable."

Yu Shuishan, who had been silent all the way, pleaded in a low voice as he approached the door.

"Mother, you are also old, Pingping and Peng Peng are still young, Li Lan has been married to me for more than ten years, not only has she not enjoyed a day of happiness, but she has also been dragged down by our family, she can't raise her head for several years, and she is poked and scolded in the back."

"We can't end up leaving a lot of debt to their orphans and widows."

"If it's not cured and I'm gone, how will they live."

The old lady simply slapped Yu Shuishan in the face, and there was no doubt about it. ”

"It will be cured."

"It's better to borrow from east and west than to wait for death."

"Don't be self-righteous and want to hide from your wife and children, your loved ones should always have the right to know."

"Treat the disease, cure the disease, don't make any moths to be embarrassed."

The most important thing is that if you want to hide it, you don't have to hide it.

She hasn't forgotten that Pingping is still surrounded by a mysterious immortal.

The immortals must be well aware of this matter.

It is Pingping who is related to the immortals, is it possible that they can still count on the immortals to help them hide it?

Take 10,000 steps back, and since the immortals have already manifested, they will not be for no reason.

The sharp slap stunned Yu Shuishan, and he couldn't afford to refute it.

To live, no one wants to choose to die in despair.

Yu Feiwan silently gave a thumbs up: Grandma Tai is mighty and domineering.

There is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, the old saying does not deceive her.

"Pingping, open the door."

Yu Ping, who was copying new words, suddenly jumped up and trotted to open the door.

"Grandma."

"Dad."

Yu Shuishan's hand that was about to slap the door froze in mid-air.

"Dad, your face?" Yu Ping exclaimed.

The old lady was noble and cold, and she was right, "I hit it." ”

Yu Ping: ......

Grandma would not only beat people with a cane, but also slap them.

Yu Ping quietly asked Yu Feiwan about what happened.

Yu Feiwan said vaguely: "You'll know later." ”

The sky was getting dark, and after Li Lan, who worked in the soy sauce workshop, returned home, she accepted Yu Feiwan's existence with the old lady's resolute attitude.

In the old lady's narration, Yu Feiwan had another twist and turn out of thin air, and the identity of the sad listener and the crying of the listener.

Immediately afterward, the family sat by the fire and held a family meeting.