"Why is my life so bitter, I squeezed myself dry, you don't think half a point is good, a broken kettle will make you lose your heart from me, a mother."

"In order to give birth to you, I hurt for a day and a night, and I almost lost my life."

Wang Qinxiu looked left and right, and made sure that there was no one around, so he howled energetically.

Lin Haihong's expression was flat, and he had already memorized these words.

"Mom, go home, you can be punished however you want."

Wang Qinxiu's dry howl stopped abruptly, and he no longer cared about the kettle that Lin Haihong stuffed into his schoolbag.

It's never too late to throw it away in a day or two.

"Remember, Mom beats you for your own good."

"If you say the wrong thing and make the family restless, you will be a child without a mother, and when the time comes, everyone you don't know will poke your backbone and scold you for being a wild child who has no one to raise."

Lin Haihong lowered his head and followed behind Wang Qinxiu, with no joy on his face to see half of the joy of returning home, except for fear, only numbness.

Wild children?

Indifferent.

Lin Qingshan's home is also a blue brick house.

The yard is much larger than Yu Shuishan's house.

Even the floor of the yard is paved with blue-gray bricks.

In winter, it gets dark early, and the sun seems to be extra lazy.

There was no light in the room, Lin Qingshan was half-leaning against the wall, smoking a dry cigarette in his mouth, his legs were covered with a thick quilt, and his expression was obscure, making it difficult for people to see it.

"Come here." Lin Qingshan casually placed the dry tobacco stick on the large table next to the bed and beckoned to Lin Haihong.

Lin Haihong straightened his body, not sad or happy.

Lin Qingshan lifted Lin Haihong's clothes in twos and threes, and the dense criss-crossing of old and new scars were exposed in this way.

Rao is Lin Qingshan had already been mentally prepared, but he was still stunned.

This......

Since he was a child, he has always felt that his life is not good, his biological father died early, and there were natural and man-made disasters, but in fact he really didn't suffer much.

When the sky fell, there were old mothers and Yu Shui on the top of the mountain.

Not to mention, so many injuries.

Lin Qingshan was in a solemn mood and wanted to remove Lin Haihong's pants to check if there were any injuries, but Lin Haihong held down his hand.

Lin Haihong sighed, his eyes were full of anger, and his big hand hammered hard and weakly on the bed, "Wang Qinxiu, this is what you said about strict management, hitting him hurts in your heart?" ”

"What kind of heart do you have?"

"Didn't die of pain?"

Even if the reinforced concrete heart has gone through so much torture and wind and death, it should rot and collapse.

Wang Qinxiu snorted, and a few crocodile tears were squeezed out of the corners of her eyes, "Qingshan, I'm really for Haihong's good." ”

"He is a piece of meat that fell from my body, he has been in my stomach for ten months, and you know how many home remedies I tried in order to have a son, and I ate all the dirty and smelly things, do you think I can harm him?"

"If you don't believe me, ask Haihong yourself and ask him if he is willing to let me discipline him harshly."

Wang Qinxiu pushed Lin Haihong twice.

Lin Haihong put his clothes back on, nodded lightly, and did not refute.

What's the use of rebuttal?

Even if the light was dim, he could still see the wavering and recognition on his father's face clearly.

There's no need to refute, he still has to hurry up and finish his homework, and there are still two checks waiting for him.

Luckily, the kettle is still there.

"Dad, I'm going to do my homework."

"There's a lot of homework today, so don't quarrel with your mother."

Anyway, in the end, all the qi will be sprinkled on him.

Lin Haihong returned to his room with his schoolbag, and the moment the door closed, Lin Haihong breathed a long sigh of relief.

It's also a blessing to be alone for a while.

In these years, the sound insulation of the houses in the village is not good.

The vast majority of people build houses to protect themselves from the wind and rain, and sound insulation and warmth are not necessary considerations.

So, what happened in the other room, heard it, and saw it.

First there was a heated quarrel.

This was followed by an unconvincing explanation.

Then there were unrestrained cries.

In the end, compromise, agree, as if nothing had happened.

The injuries on his body and his mother's beating and scolding of him were gently uncovered in a stormy quarrel.

If he doesn't listen, he can guess.

Lin Haihong hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled mockingly.

The last light on the horizon was completely swallowed up by the night.

Lin Haihong consciously knelt on the ground and lay on the stool to write inspection.

Write a sentence and read it aloud, and the feather duster will fall on your back once.

The sound of a feather duster hitting someone is much quieter than that of a rattan.

He knew he couldn't speak out.

"Do you want to sue your grandmother?"

Wang Qinxiu pinched the two examinations in her hands, rolled her eyelids, and said casually.

"You can barely recognize your mistake by looking at the checks you wrote."

"If you make a mistake, you should be punished."

"You say, right?"

"Besides, your grandmother is old, and you can't always let her worry about it."

"I'm going to have a falling out with your grandmother, what's in it for you."

"You're a smart kid."

Wang Qinxiu did not forget the old lady's warning.

Whether it's a divorce, or a return to what she has given in the past with interest, she can't accept it.

She couldn't help the old lady, so she could only fool Lin Haihong.

Haihong, this kid, is smart and smart, but he is too kind-hearted.

She said it to this point, even if Haihong died of pain, she would not trouble the old lady again.

"I see."

After kneeling for a long time, Lin Haihong didn't stand firm for a while when he got up, and fell to the ground again, knocking down the chair.

"What's the fuss at night!"

In the room on the side, Lin Qingshan's angry voice came out.

"Qin Xiu, it's almost there."

"Haihong is not the kind of child who doesn't know what to do."

Lin Qingshan's legs were already hurting, and when he closed his eyes, he was full of scars, which made him upset and unable to sleep.

On the one hand, he felt that his wife had a point.

Haihong, the child, has always made his face shine, and when he goes out, he can be handed cigarettes.

But on the other hand, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

Wang Qinxiu helped Lin Haihong up, and then replied with a loud voice, "It's nothing, it's just that I accidentally knocked down the stool." ”

Wang Qinxiu was familiar with the road and quickly sprinkled a thin layer of medicinal powder on Lin Haihong's back, "Let's sleep on my stomach tonight." ”

"The mistake you made this time is a bit serious, don't blame Mom for beating you lightly or severely, Mom just wants you to remember it for a long time."

"I am the closest person to you in this world."

"Your dad can't compare."

"Not to mention your grandma, I only have one son for you, and your grandma is not the only grandson for you, don't be coaxed by a little sweetness."

Lin Haihong inhaled in pain, "I know, I am a piece of meat that fell from my mother's body." ”

So, is he just a piece of meat?

"Bang bang."

"Open the door!"