In fact, she also knows that in ancient times, it was as difficult as it was to find relatives, and it was probably impossible to find them.

Fu Ciyi was stunned, on the seventh day of the first lunar month, when she knew that she was not the daughter of the Yan family, how light and light.

At that time, she was calm and calm, which surprised him.

And at this moment, she is like thousands of ordinary girls, and she is also eager for family affection.

I could see a corner of his heart, and he was soft.

Wan Niang comforted her: "I will find it, I will." ”

Afraid that she would be cold, Wanniang pulled the quilt and covered her belly.

Fu Beimo suddenly cried: "Woo woo, sister-in-law is so pitiful, sister-in-law is not in pain." ”

Wan Niang just persuaded her daughter-in-law, but when her youngest son cried like this, wouldn't it make her daughter-in-law cry again?

Then he spoke: "Beimo, you go play." ”

Fu Beimo immediately stopped crying: "Then I'll go." ”

Stepping out of the threshold, he turned his head to look at Yan Funing.

Seeing that she was getting better, and that his mother was also hurting her, he ran away with confidence.

He went to play for a while, only played for a while, and then came to see his sister-in-law.

ran all the way to the big tree in the village, but he didn't want to ignore his friends who had a good time in the past.

When many people saw him, they turned around and ran.

Fu Beimo turned around and was stopped by a half-grown boy named Ali: "Hey, do you know why others don't play with you?" ”

"Why?"

Fu Beimo looked at him, Ali in front of him was in tattered clothes, and no one had played with him before.

Ali took out the grass in his mouth: "I'm hungry, can you give me something to eat?" Eat your fill, I tell you. ”

"You wait."

Fu Beimo ran home and took a bowl of leftover noodles from the morning in the stove.

This morning, my mother made more noodles, and I couldn't finish it, so I left a bowl, but it was already lumpy.

The lumped noodles were not very tasty, so Fu Beimo sandwiched two fried tofu on the noodles.

While everyone in the family was in his brother-in-law's house, he held the bowl and walked all the way back to the tree.

Somehow, the usual lively place is now empty.

Ali looked at the food he was holding in his hand, smashed his mouth, and swallowed again: "This is for me?" ”

Fu Beimo bowed his head: "The noodles are made by my mother, and the fried tofu is made by my sister-in-law, you have to tell me after eating, why do they ignore me." ”

Ali took the bowl: "Where's the chopsticks?" ”

Fu Beimo smiled: "I forgot." ”

Ali looked at his hand and smiled: "It's okay, I'll use my hand." ”

Fu Beimo saw that his hands were black, frowned, and said, "Your hands are too dirty, go dig a well to wash them." ”

If the elder brother knew that his own bowl had been served by a dirty young man, the elder brother decided to give him a bite to eat.

Ali rested the bowl on the stone table, fetched water from the well, and washed his hands several times.

After washing, he stretched out his hand to Fu Beimo to see: "Clean enough, right?" ”

Fu Beimozi looked at it carefully, and quickly twisted his brows again: "Nail cracks." ”

Ali washed his hands again, this time cleaner than ever.

Fu Beimo saw that his hands were finally refreshed, so he nodded: "Eat." ”

Ali picked up the bowl and raised his head to take a sip of soup, because there was not much soup in the noodle lump, and after taking a bite, he ate a lot of noodles in his mouth.

"It's delicious, it's the best noodle I've ever tasted."

Fu Beimo smiled: "Fried tofu is also delicious, my sister-in-law made it." ”

Ali lowered his head and took a bite of fried tofu with his mouth, and soon his eyes lit up.

Unable to speak, he ate all the remaining noodles, and finally left a fried tofu and savored it.

I didn't use a bowl of noodles at all.

Fu Beimo also fetched well water, washed the bowl, and put it on the stone table.

"You can tell me why, right?"

Ali wiped his mouth and said: "Some people go door-to-door and tell people that your brother is not a good master and that you are a fool. ”

"I'm a fool, what does it have to do with my brother being a master?"

"They say that the younger brother is a fool, how can a fool's brother be a good teacher? My brother is stupid, and my brother may be stupid, and he says you're going to go crazy. When the time comes, you go to the village school to see your brother, in case you beat up the schoolchildren, where can you be reasonable, after all, you are stupid. ”

Fu Beimo was furious when he heard this, and he was anxious to run home to tell someone.

Thinking that the bowl was not taken, he turned back.

"You go back with me, and say what you just said to me, and tell my brother again."

Ali nodded: "Okay." ”

The two walked outside the fence.

Ali stopped: "That, I'm wearing dirty clothes, and I'm standing here." You call your brother here, I'll tell him. ”

Fu Beimo said "um", put the bowl back in the stove room first, and then went to the door of the west wing.

"Brother, some people call me a fool, saying that the stupid brother is also stupid and can't teach well."

Fu Ciyi, who was copying, put down his pen: "Who said that?" ”

Fu Beimo: "When you come out, someone will tell you." ”

Fu Ciyi got up and walked out of the house, and saw a half-grown boy of the same age as his younger brother standing outside the fence, his eyebrows frowning slightly.

This man is not much better dressed than a beggar, could it be that he is insulting his brother?

Ali rubbed his hands nervously, he had seen Fu Beimo's brother from afar.

Seeing it up close at this moment, he inexplicably felt that there was a kind of coercion on him, which made him afraid.

He took two steps back and stammered: "Yes, it's the Hu family, the Hu family is making bad ...... behind their backs."

Only then did Fu Ciyi know that every time Li Zheng notified a family to start school, the Hu family would come to the door to say bad things about him.

magnified Beimo's stupidity for no reason, saying that he would go crazy at any time, causing everyone in the village to avoid Beimo.

Fu Beimo asked: "Brother, no one is playing with me, can I play with Ali?" ”

Ali hesitated: "I am Ali, fifteen this year." ”

Fu Ciyi was silent.

The dirty young man in front of him was one year older than Beimo, but he looked thinner than Beimo.

Fu Beimo said again: "No one plays with Ali, just with me." ”

Fu Ciyi thought that his younger brother was too simple and had to be on guard, so he asked, "Who is in the family and where is the home?" ”

Ali pointed to the left: "Go here for a while, and the broken house is my house." My family, my family has no one else, just me. ”

Fu Ciyi asked again: "Why didn't I see you in the village some time ago?" ”

Ali replied: "I went to my grandmother's house during the Chinese New Year, and I didn't come back until after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. ”

Fu Beimo helped: "Actually, it's not back, it's his grandmother's family who can't support him anymore and was driven back." ”

Hearing this, Fu Ciyi finally agreed to let his younger brother play with him.

The two teenagers immediately ran away.

When Fu Ciyi returned to the room, Wan Niang asked him who he was talking to.

Fu Ciyi briefly talked about the matter.

Wan Niang sighed: "That Ali, I know." When we first arrived in this village, he had only been born for a few months. His father wanted him to have more strength and be good at farm work, so he named him Ali. Where did I think that not long after, his mother ran away with someone. His father went to look for it, but he didn't find it, so he drank heavily all day long. His family was already poor, and it was even poorer. Later, when we lived in the county seat, we never heard about their family again. ”

Yan Funing reminded her: "Mother, the focus of the matter is not Ali, but the Hu family is not only talking about Beimo, but also talking about husband." ”

(End of chapter)