"Mom, A Ning is not afraid."

She wiped her tears and went up to the mountain behind the village, and then picked up the firewood on the ground. She couldn't do much. She was still too young and could not do anything. She couldn't even save her mother.

When Niu Woman came back in the afternoon, she found that there was a small bundle of firewood in front of her house.

"Who put this?" The cow picked up the firewood on the ground, which was quite light. She took the firewood in, but didn't think too much. She thought that someone had picked it up and forgot to come here. If someone wanted it, she would give it back to it. It was just a bundle of firewood, and she was not greedy for other people's small bundle of firewood.

When the next day, she found that there was a small bundle of firewood on the house. It would be someone else who put it here. She could think that it was someone else who threw it here and forgot it, but it was like this for several days in a row. Every day, a small bundle of firewood was placed in front of her house, not too big or too heavy.

She asked several houses but no one knew about it. Some people teased him, saying that the firewood was delivered to the door and asked so much about it. Although the mountains were full of firewood, it took time to pick it up. When there was time, everyone was busy with work in the fields. Although these firewood was not very valuable, if it was really used, it would be impossible to buy it for money.

If this matter is put on others, others may feel lucky. They can pick up firewood at their doorstep every day, but Niu Woman is not that kind of person. She knows that there is no chance to help others, so she will naturally have to return it to others if she takes other people's things. Now that she has taken other people's firewood, she may still be able to pay what she will return in the future?

Besides, who is sick? He puts firewood at other people's houses every day. It is not a good thing to show his care if he has nothing to do. It is either a traitor or a thief, but the one who is a bit a little bit can't ask. What's going on?

So on this day, Niu Woman didn't go to the field to work, so she just waited outside, watching who brought firewood to their house. She had been waiting for most of the day, and no one came. Bai She couldn't help feeling a little depressed. Could it be that her luck was really bad, and she was here today, but she didn't come anymore.

Just as he was about to leave, the smallest body was far away and he was still carrying a bundle of firewood on his back.

That's...

Niu Ma Zi rubbed her eyes, afraid that she would see the wrong person, but the figure became closer and closer. Of course, Niu Ma Zi also knew this person, who was not Shen Qingci?

I saw that the little one was just a little baby, as thin as a little bone, but her face was very white, and she had some patches on her clothes. I don’t know if it was her who made it up for herself. The patch was not well applied and it was a bit crooked, so she could only barely block a few holes.

She carried a bundle of firewood that seemed to be heavier than her small body. When she walked to the door of Niu Woman, she put the firewood she carried on at the door. This was the small and broken house she lived in when she went back.

Niu Woman felt aching when she saw it. She lifted the small bundle of firewood, almost all she could imagine how the little child picked up firewood with his little hands, and how he carried the purple fires step by step and placed them in front of her door.

She knew that this child was a stubborn child and a child who remembered her kindness. She is now using this firewood to repay her kindness.

But how could she burn this firewood?

Shen Qingci opened the broken door of his house. The place was very broken and no one came in, so it didn't matter whether he locked the door or not. Of course, this is not a matter of not closing the door at night or picking up the road, but there was nothing here, just a broken quilt, an old table with broken legs, and a no-one wanted her.

She walked into the kitchen, took out a gourd ladle, then stepped on a small wooden pier, scooped some water from it and put it to her mouth to drink. She was small and didn't have much strength, so she woke up very early in the morning. Before the people in the village woke up, she used this gourd ladle to scoop into the water tank. There was not much water in the water tank, and she couldn't boil hot water. There was not even a sweet potato in her house, so she drank cold water and then gnawed the black bun.

She can eat for three days, and the wealthy daughter-in-law will put one by the door outside. She is not picky about food and can eat anything because she knows that she will not stay here for too long. She is here with her mother and then waiting for her father.

Dad, she hasn't seen Dad for a long time. She dare not think about what her dad looks like, because she is sorry for Dad, and she has no face to miss Dad.

She hugged the rag cotton wool on the bed again, and smelled the smell on it, and it was still the smell of mother. She could smell it. She missed mother and father.

Her father is the best and best in the world. Although he doesn't like to laugh, he likes to smile at her. Although he is strict with others, he holds it in his palm and hurts it.

Whenever she made any mistakes, Dad never blamed her, just smiled and touched the top of her head.

A Ning is not afraid, she has her father here.

Yes, she has a father, so she can be fearless because she has a father. Her father is a general. She can be rampant in the capital, she can not recognize her brothers, be friends with her own sister, and her father will not blame her.

Because whether it is father or elder brother or sister, they all know that she suffered, she has no mother, and her mother has no mother because of them.

She took her hands out of the quilt. She was so young, the hands of a four-year-old child were all small and tender and pink. Now these little hands were covered with scars, which were all the injuries she suffered when picking up firewood.

However, only when she is injured can she feel that her hands are hurting and her hands are on.

Her hand was broken by Lou Ziyin and the man because they asked her to hand over the Lou family's Xiangdian, but she didn't, so they cut off her hands.

And she had been in a long time, and had never seen her hands, nor had she used them. She put her little hands on her face. It was great to have hands. Well, she rubbed her face with her little hands.
Chapter completed!