C54 heartache

Mian Niang fell to the ground. The excitement of seeing her family caused her to forget the pain in her feet. After adding firewood to the bottom of the wok, she also poured water to clean up the kitchen. Unexpectedly, the moment she picked up the basin, his feet could no longer bear the pain and had to put down the water to support the water jar.

Madame Song Li was startled and called the father and son pair over.

When Song Zhixiao entered the kitchen, Lady Song Li was blaming her daughter non-stop: "Girl, seriously, your ankle is still hurting, what are you doing fighting over it? This is your own home, and not someone else's.

Isn't it just being careful, that when she's injured she still needs to rush and work? The mother's heart couldn't help but turn a corner, and she started to speculate a bit about Mian Niang's life at her parents' home.

Seeing his sister's pale white face, Song Zhixiao said: "Go back to your room and rest. You are not needed here."

Causing his parents and brothers to worry about him, Mian Niang felt very embarrassed. She pursed her lips and nodded: "Mhm."

When they reached the door, they bumped into each other. The old man was still holding onto his pipe as he looked at her. After a long while, he said, "Take a rest at home. We'll talk about this after you've recovered from your injuries."

After hearing father's words, Mian Niang could no longer hold the corners of his mouth back. He hurriedly nodded and replied with a smile: "Mn, I'll listen to father."

"Go back and rest. You don't need to care about this."

The words that were exactly the same as Song Zhixiao's made Mian Niang's heart feel even warmer.

He limped into his old room. There was a simple wooden bed, a wooden stool that had been used for who knows how many years, and a stove made of mud.

This place was initially a barn, but after a while, her daughter gradually grew older, so it was not convenient for her to live here. Thus, Madame Song and Song Youfu discussed and created a place for her daughter to stay at, and this place became Mian Niang's own domain.

Although the room was small, it was still a place that Mian Niang had lived in for a long time. There were no Elementary Scholar's shelves of books, nor was there a desk that looked like an Elementary Scholar's house, even if it was a bed, it was only supported by a few pieces of wood. The bedding had been there for more than ten years already, and because she had not taken it out to bask in the sun for a long time, it still felt damp, but Mian Niang still felt at ease.

Real freedom.

The door was opened, and Song Zhixiao held out a bed to pass to her: "This is my mother's bed, it's dry under the sun, you go and spread it first, take out your bed, Brother will dry it for you."

The girl was old and there were differences between males and females. Song Zhixiao only stood at the door and did not come in.

"Brother A is still the best for me."

Mian Niang took the mattress and placed it on the bed, then gave his bed to Song Zhixiao.

"How is it that I'm being nice to you? Yours was careless, how could he think of all this? This is what Mother reminded me. "

Song Zhixiao took the bedding and said to Mian Niang: "The door is open, don't close it for now. It just rained yesterday, so the humidity here is quite high."

Mian Niang acknowledged him, then watched as Ah Ge hung the blanket on the clothes pole, Song Youfu brought the meat over, he ate lunch at noon, and made it for Song Zhixiao.

picked up a plate of meat from the pot once again. The pork chops were fragrant, and the whole family was eating the cornmeal with relish.

"Let's go home early tonight. There's still some white noodles left. Let's also get some dumplings to eat."

Mrs. Song nodded her head: "Then let's make the dumplings. Our family ate two dumplings during the new year and put some of the small white vegetables in the dumplings, as well as some more. hyposome's appetite is very big now, one person can eat as much as three people, if the bag is too small, it might not even be enough for him to eat alone."

Although she said that, Madame Song Li's expression was not one bit disdainful, and there was even a smile on it.

It didn't matter if they could eat, it didn't matter if they were sick or not. The poor families, what they were afraid of was that someone in their family would get sick.

To a poor family who spent all their money to pay for treatment, this was a huge hole.

In the afternoon, the father and son went to shovel beans from the ground, leaving the mother and daughter at home. Madame Song Li called her daughter over to her room and laid on the brick bed. Madame Song Li placed her daughter's foot on her leg and massaged Mian Niang's swollen, high ankle, as she complained in pain while rubbing it.

This kind of size, going to dig for wild vegetables in the fields. Being bullied by a kid from the Old Chen family, you wouldn't have come back to let us know. If it wasn't for the fact that he went off the mark when playing with the Yours, we probably wouldn't have known about this matter. You can't change your temper right now, and your foot is so swollen. If Yours didn't bring you back, you wouldn't have said it. "

Mian Niang shook her head: "No."

"Nothing, with your character, sigh! "When the marriage was set, you were always depressed, but no matter how unhappy you are, you still wouldn't say 'no'. Mom wasn't worried about anything else, but was worried that after marrying you, you would suffer grievances and not tell the family about it."

Mother's palm was warm, and without holding anything back, she pressed it against her ankle. Her words were warm, and without any warning, they touched the most secretive part of Mian Niang's heart.

He had an impulse to tell his mother all of Gu Han's troubles, to get her to come up with ideas for him and support him. His words had reached the tip of his tongue, and his mind had come to a head.

Since she had said so, of course the Abba and Mama would help her, but what could they possibly do? Gu Xin, the senior official of the capital, the Elementary Scholar was a man with a nose in the air, waiting on her with fear and trepidation. What could they, people with no power or influence do?

In this year and year, the poor were at the mercy of others.

"Why are you crying? Was it their family that gave you other grievances? "

When Madame Song saw her daughter's tears, she could not help but guess with a pained heart.

"No, it's just that my mother's strength was a bit too great, and it hurt."

Mian Niang immediately wiped her tears away and lied.

"Sigh, hold on a little longer. If you don't use more strength, you won't be able to get rid of this bruise. Your ankle will be better for a while."

Although she said this, Madame Song's grip on her hands unconsciously became weaker.

The two of them whispered to each other for a while, and then time quietly passed, and in a blink of an eye, it was time for Song Zhien to finish school.

Once Pi Zi entered, he saw that Sister A's door was open, and the bedding was hanging in the yard, but there was no one in the room. There was a mattress on the bed, and traces of having been lying on it, he immediately made his guess, and before he even entered the room, he asked, "Mother, is Sis A back?"

Mian Niang heard her brother's voice and immediately sat up. She tidied up her hair that was pushed all over and looked at her daughter: "Why don't you come in and take a look and you'll find out."

Before his mother's voice could fade, he had already entered the house. He immediately saw his elder sister who was sitting beside his mother, and without thinking too much, he immediately rushed over and hugged her. "Sis A."

Madame Song Li pushed the person away and lectured: "You're already so old, how did the teachers in the academy teach you? Such a big person, yet you still pounce on your Sis A."

The boy was so embarrassed that his face turned red from what his mother had said, and he explained in embarrassment: "Is happy to see me? Sis A, you are also very happy to see me. "

Mian Niang smiled and caressed his head: "Yes, I am happy, but seeing our hyposome, of course Sis A is happy."

During this half a year, this brat seemed to have seen the wind, growing faster and faster, his eyes becoming taller and taller. As a sister, she really liked it the more she looked at him.

However, the naughty kid was unwilling. He dodged the hand Sis A placed on his head and protested, "I am already an adult, Sis A can't touch my head like touching a little kid."

The mother and daughter exchanged a look. Madame Song joked, "Oh, my hyposome has grown up."

looked at his mother and sighed in his heart. Previously, my mother said that ever since the marriage was decided, I had never laughed, but in truth, Abba and Mama and even Brother had never laughed. The twelve-year-old Fine Teeth has already reached the age of understanding, and everyday, I would carefully watch adults' expressions and talk.

Even if she took the chance to come back when she was selling tofu last time, her mother's smile was restrained, and she did not express her feelings from the bottom of her heart. It had been a long time since she last saw such a relaxed smile.

Mian Niang exhaled lightly. She seemed to have understood something in her heart, but she just could not think of withdrawing.

Knowing that Sis A had injured his ankle, Song Zhien didn't even need to wait for his mother's instructions before he went to work. He fed the chickens and filled the water, picked up the eggs, and when he saw that it was getting late, he brought back Sis A's blanket. He was still a big kid, so he didn't have as much scruples as Song Zhixiao, and directly sent the bed into Sis A's room.

Hearing that there was meat and dumplings for dinner, he was overjoyed. He went to the backyard and picked up some cabbages. He then went to the kitchen to wash the vegetables and cut the vegetables without any instructions from the adults.

Mian Niang was surprised in her heart: "Why does Fine-Teeth seem to be more sensible now?"

The older son, the eldest grandson, the elder one, Fang was the youngest in the family, and the older brother, Sis A, was much older than him, so he was almost spoiled by his family since he was young. Although he was sensible, it was normal for him to do some work and steal from others as a trick, and it was rare for him to do things like this without the help of an adult.

Madame Song's palm paused, but she quickly said, "You've become sensible, after all, you're a child. Aren't you always like this? It takes only the blink of an eye for you to say that."

Even though she said that, Mian Niang still felt that it was strange. Especially the moment when Mother stopped made her feel even more suspicious.

Madame Song saw her doubt, and immediately changed the subject: "Oh right, Mian Niang, you still haven't told me where you got that ginseng, Your Abba did, that ginseng does not seem to be cheap, it is not something that can be obtained so easily."

"Huh?" Mian Niang was stunned.