Xiu'er was startled by the familiar voice after a long absence, and then ran over excitedly, saying with a smile: "Dad, you are finally back."
"Yes...yes." In the cold wind, An Dalang's body shrank into a ball, trembling and turned around to face Xiu'er.
He was wearing very thin and ragged clothes, his eyes were empty and lifeless, the circles under his eyes were black, and his face was pale. He looked like a refugee fleeing from famine. Seeing his desolate appearance, Xiu'er was startled and quickly held his hand.
Walking home, "Dad, come in quickly." Dad must have a hard time outside. He has lost weight due to hunger. Plus, it's so cold. If he stays up any longer, he might get sick.
An Dalang's hands were as cold as an ice cellar. He was pulled away by Xiu'er, and his body movements were very stiff.
He hadn't eaten for several days, and his eyes were so hungry that he couldn't help but fall on Xiu'er's snow-white neck. He couldn't help but swallow. He stepped up and kept up with Xiu'er, his trembling hands
He stretched out towards her neck, but seemed to be thinking about something, and after struggling for a while, he took it back.
"Mom, dad is back." Xiu'er rushed into the house excitedly and couldn't help shouting: "Second brother, don't sleep, get up quickly, dad is back." As soon as she finished speaking, she ran directly into the kitchen and started making ginger soup.
Keep Dad away from the cold
An Dalang's return adds a little brightness to the gloomy atmosphere of the An family
After drinking the ginger soup and devouring a meal, An Dalang, who had filled his stomach, sat in the room, silently sitting there all the time, and then took a deep breath.
"Did something happen?" She went out with great ambition, but now she came back down and out. Su Huiru felt that something unusual must have happened to Lao An. He seemed... to have changed a lot from before. When he came back, he kept his head down, not caring.
look at her
Men care too much about face. In fact, why should a family care about so much? As long as they get home safely, making money is the second priority.
"Hui Ru..." An Dalang smoothed his collar and covered his neck very tightly. His evasive eyes kept staring at the floor. After hesitating for a long time, he said: "We are in trouble."
"What's wrong?" Su Huiru asked in shock.
"After leaving the village, Lao Bingtou said that he had a friend doing business in Kuichuan, so we went to join him. With the help of his friend, we went to the cotton business several times and made some small money. Unexpectedly,
On the way back after selling the goods for the first time, we encountered bandits. Except for me and Lao Bingtou, who narrowly escaped death, everyone else..."
Su Huiru was so shocked that she couldn't stop herself. Lao Bingtou left the village with a group of six people. Now only two people have returned. The other four people have been killed, leaving orphans and widows. What should we do?
"Then this matter..."
"I discussed it with Lao Bingtou, but I haven't dared to tell Lao Fang and his family yet..."
The bad news came too suddenly, and sadness flooded into her heart. Su Huiru hugged An Dalang and cried softly, "Fortunately, you are okay, otherwise what would you do if you made us a mother and son?"
"Hui Ru" An Dalang hugged her back and said sadly: "I will be fine. I will have to take good care of you in the future. It's all my fault that I don't have the ability to let you live a good life..."
Su Huiru hurriedly covered his mouth, shook her head and said: "Life is more important than anything else. Money is something external to the body. Something happened to Lao Fang and the others, leaving behind a bunch of children waiting to be fed. Aunt Fang and the others must be having a hard time. We can somehow help.
Come out and express your condolences."
"Um……"
As luck would have it, something big happened the night An Dalang came back. Lao Cai from the south of the village worked a long-term job in a restaurant in the town. He almost never went home. Last night, he didn't know what was urgent, so he rushed home late at night.
As a result, he died on the way...
When something like this happened in the village, it exploded. An Qixian, who was so courageous, went to the scene of the crime and talked about it when he got home. "Uncle Cai died really strangely. His pupils were dilated and frightened. It seemed that
It was the town officials who were frightened to death by something and came. They checked the body and found no other injuries except two blood holes on the neck..."
An Qixian was busy explaining what he saw and heard. He didn't realize that when his father heard the word "blood hole", his face was filled with panic and he held his collar tightly with his hands, as if he was hiding something.