Chapter Eighty-Nine: Five hundred words from Beijing to Fengxian County
Du Fu stood there as if he was petrified, his lips trembled violently, he wanted to raise his hand, but he felt that his arm seemed to be suppressed by the weight of a thousand jun and could not be lifted.
Over the years, he has traveled south and north for half his life, and he has seen too much suffering. I thought that I was used to seeing life and death, and my heart was as cold as iron and stone, but I saw my youngest son so hungry that he only had one breath left, and his little daughter fainted in front of him, Du Fu's brain instantly became blank.
The past flashed in front of his eyes like a marquee, and after he was taught, he wandered around the world, witnessing the difficulties of people's livelihood and the tragedies one by one. Then he remembered the days in the capital, witnessing the extravagance of the Yang family and the extravagant life of the nobles, he only felt as if his throat was pinched by a strong arm, and he couldn't breathe.
Li Bai slammed on the door frame hatefully, he hated why he didn't have a heart, his best friend had fallen to Si, he didn't even notice it.
Li Shimin also looked at Du Fu's family in disbelief, he couldn't believe it, Du Fu was also an official anyway, why was his family so poor?
In other words, even the officials are like this, and they dare not imagine what kind of life the people will live under this so-called prosperous era.
Looking at Du Fu's daughter, Li Shimin couldn't help but think of Li Mingda, he didn't dare to imagine how sad he would be if his favorite little son was starved like this.
Thinking about it, it seemed that he thought of Li Mingda's pitiful appearance, he hugged the crying Li Mingda, and tears couldn't help but flow.
At the same time, his anger gradually rose, and he secretly resolved in his heart that even if he Li Longji was deceived by the villain, he would have to break at least three of his legs.
"Brother Zimei!" Li Qing saw that Du Fu was not in the right state, and immediately stepped forward to support him.
Du Fu came back to his senses at this time, he looked at Li Qing like a walking corpse, and suddenly hugged him and cried loudly.
"Don't worry, Brother Zimei, I have me." Li Qing stretched out his hand and patted Du Fu's back and comforted him softly.
He exchanged a few pills from the system, stuffed Du Fu to Li Bai's side, walked over to Du Fu's wife Yang, who was still whimpering, and picked one and stuffed it into the mouth of the child who only had a trace of breath.
As soon as the medicine entered his mouth, the light in the child's eyes gradually recovered, and after a while, he began to cry loudly.
Hearing the child's crying, Yang gradually came back to her senses, she wanted to thank Li Qing, but she didn't dare to let go of the child. Li Qing saw her embarrassment and said softly: "Mrs. Zimei doesn't have to be like this, Brother Zimei is my lifelong friend." ”
If you can cry, it means that the situation has improved. Du Fu, who came back to his senses, rushed over, but was held up by Li Qingyi, who was quick-eyed.
"Brother Zimei, don't be a child!" Li Qing looked at him with burning eyes, and said, "There is money in the car, you first take Jingde out to buy some rice and cook some porridge in the pot, my sister-in-law and the children have been hungry for too long, and they can't eat too well suddenly, which is not good for the body." ”
"Hey!" Du Fu nodded heavily, sometimes men don't have to talk too much. He wiped his tears, turned around and left with Wei Chigong.
When Du Fu came back with rice, the little daughter also woke up. He quickly cleaned up the stove and cooked a pot of porridge and brought it out.
"Drink some porridge, Yingniang." Du Fu called his wife's nickname and comforted him with a bowl of porridge.
He didn't ask why he sent almost all of his salary back, and the family was still struggling to make ends meet. First, he didn't want to make his wife sad, and secondly, he also knew that with the recent skyrocketing prices, it was really very difficult to support a wife, three sons and a daughter with his meager salary.
"Du Lang......" Yang bit his lip and shook his head gently, "I'm not hungry yet, let's feed the child first." ”
"I'll do it."
Du Fu stretched out his hand to pick up the child, but was dodged by Yang.
"I'll feed it, you haven't fed the child either, and you'll choke him again."
"That, Mrs. Sister-in-law, Brother Zimei," Li Qing stretched out his hand to interrupt their conversation, "Don't feed the rice soup, it's not nutritious...... I have milk powder here, you boil some water and I'll make it for the child. ”
In addition to being a little hungry, Xiao Xiaodu, who has been drugged, is in good health and does not have to worry about any lactose intolerance.
After the youngest son's problem was solved, Yang looked at the youngest daughter worriedly. To her surprise, a little girl was holding her little daughter in her arms, patiently feeding her with a bowl while comforting her in a whisper.
The little person seems to have infinite affinity, and Du Fu's little daughter snuggles quietly in her arms and obediently eats the food she feeds.
"This is Brother Erfeng's daughter, Li Mingda. Du Furu introduced Li Mingda to the Yang family.
Yang praised Li Mingda and praised Li Shimin for having a good daughter.
The little padded jacket was praised by others, and Li Shimin was also honored. This is not like the flattery of the officials in the DPRK and China, the Yang family is definitely out of sincerity,
Li Qing also breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the butterfly effect was not ruthless, otherwise Du Fu's youngest son would have starved to death in advance, and he would have died of guilt.
The meal was silent, and even Li Bai, who had always been cheerful, looked worried.
Du Fu hastily took two mouthfuls of porridge with a bowl, and then got up to look for pen and ink. There has been a flame in his chest since he left Chang'an, and now this flame is burning more and more, almost erupting, because he urgently needs to wave a pen out of his chest.
Li Shimin and a few others also stepped forward to take a look, but except for Li Qing, no one realized what they were witnessing.
"Du Ling has cloth clothes, and the boss is careless......"
Li Shimin recited in a low voice, and when he read "Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road", his hands were already white.
Fortunately, when he came back in time, and Li Qing was so open, Du Fu's sentence that the young son was hungry was changed to "The entry is howling, and the young son is hungry and is close to death".
After writing the last sentence "Worries end in the south, the hole cannot be broken", Du Fu threw the pen on the table heavily, hid his face and cried loudly.
He doesn't know, he really doesn't know, why this world has become like this!
Yang heard her husband's cry, put down the child and came over to hold him in her arms, comforting him softly.
She never complained that Du Fu was only a petty official for half his life, in her opinion, this is not Du Fu's fault, he has tried his best to make himself and his children live a good life, what else can he blame?
She only hates this world, this world where there is no way to serve the country, and the world where traitors are in charge!
This world in which the poor are oppressed and the rich are arrogant and lascivious!
This good guy is a cow and a horse, and the bad guy enjoys an endless world!
She thinks she is a woman, she doesn't understand those twists and turns, she only knows that if good and evil are not rewarded, there will be selfishness!
"I ...... I love this Datang! Du Fu choked up and couldn't help himself, "But...... But who loves me! ”