Whenever she thought of her second son's situation, the woman felt sad. She held back her tears, not wanting her daughter to see her sad together. After a while, she controlled her emotions and hurriedly leaned over and said to her little daughter: "
Yue'er, it will be a few days before your second brother can go home. The weather is hot now, and this egg will go bad if left unattended."
Yue'er looked at her mother, then at the round egg in the bowl. Then she slowly said, "Mom, I can eat it, but you have to eat it with me."
The woman was stunned. She didn't expect that her youngest daughter would say such a thing. She quickly said: "Mom is an adult, so you don't need to eat this. This is for you children."
Unexpectedly, Gongyue's attitude was also very determined: "I don't care, if you don't eat it, I won't eat it."
The woman also did this to herself, but her stubborn little daughter couldn't help it. Look at her daughter's big round black eyes staring at her. The woman quickly blinked away the tears that came out of her eyes, and then lowered her head for a moment.
He took a bite of the egg and quickly handed it to his little daughter: "Mom has eaten, you should eat it too."
The little girl cheered. She had almost forgotten what eggs tasted like. Like her mother, she took a small bite first. Just this small bite of the egg immediately filled her with a sense of happiness.
In her mind, this is so delicious.
In this way, the mother and daughter ate the egg separately. Of course, the mother only ate a small half when her daughter was not paying attention, and left most of the egg to her little daughter.
Gong Jian fell asleep for a long time again. When he opened his eyes again, the room was quiet.
Sunlight shines through a few holes in the old window sash and into the low interior. In those bright beams of sunshine, a lot of dust is flying up and down. Gong Jian stared blankly, always feeling that he had forgotten
Something important.
At this time, several low coughs passed into his eardrums. He immediately realized that it was his father lying in the west room.
He hurriedly struggled to get off the ground. There was a pair of worn-out cloth shoes beside the bed. He hurriedly put on his shoes and walked quickly to the west room.
The light in this room is dimmer than the one he was in just now. The room is filled with a faint medicinal smell. This age-old smell has been smudged in every item in this room and lingers all year round.
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After a few more low coughs, Gong Jian saw that in this low house, there was a bamboo bed placed against the north wall, with a person lying vaguely on it.
He hurriedly walked to the bed, picked up a tea bowl with a gap in it from the table next to him, and slowly fed the water in it to the person lying on the bed.
After the man drank some water, he finally suppressed his cough. He was a very thin, middle-aged man with gray hair and a ravaged face.
Recuperating at home in the past few years has not made his skin whiter. At this time, he was looking at Gong Jian with a pair of cloudy eyes.
Gong Jian felt an unbearable sourness in his heart. This strong feeling stimulated him, making his eyes sore and his nose a little blocked.
"Dad, how are you?" This sentence seemed to come out of his mouth without even passing through his brain.
The middle-aged man lowered his eyes and whispered: "I'm fine, Jian'er. Why did you get out of bed? Go back and rest, I'm fine." It seemed that he already knew that Gong Jian fainted from exhaustion.
Something happened.
Gong Jian knew that his father had been in a state of decline since he was injured in the labor force. He once thought about committing suicide so as not to drag them down. Instead, his mother threatened him with tears. If he dared to commit suicide, she would take her children to accompany her.
This stopped him from committing suicide.
"Dad, I'm fine now. There's no need to rest in bed." Gong Jian felt that he no longer had the unbearable pain that he had when he woke up last time. At least getting out of bed and moving should be no problem now.
"Oh, that's good." The middle-aged man closed his eyes again and slowly retreated back to the bed.
Gong Jian knew that this was a sign that his father didn't want to talk anymore. So, he turned around and left the house quietly.
Now that he got up, he simply planned to go out of the house and go to the yard to see what kind of work he could do.
Gong Jian opened the door and looked around this strange yet familiar courtyard. He then discovered that this was a typical farmyard. There were three main rooms, the middle room was the main room, the room to the west was where his parents lived, and the room to the east was
The room is where he and his second brother rest.
Next to these three rooms, it was obvious that an adobe house was built later. Gong Jian immediately knew that it was where the younger sister lived. That house was built later, although it was an adobe house like the main house.
But it looks slightly newer than these three.
Close to that house are two east wing rooms, one seems to be the kitchen, and the other is used as a woodshed for storing sundries.
Except for the walkway, everything in the yard has been cultivated into a vegetable patch. At this time, these vegetables are growing very well. It seems that the little sister usually spends a lot of time taking care of them.
The yard is surrounded by a fence made of bamboo poles. There are some plants with inexplicable flowers climbing on the fence. Although the yard is simple, it is neatly kept.
Gong Jian looked at this scene, but he was thinking about how he could make some money. He thought that if he got sick this time, he would have spent all his wages from the previous few days.
He always felt that he couldn't bear to let his family continue to be in such poverty, so he still had to find a way to change the situation at home.
While Gong Jian was still thinking about a solution, the door of the small courtyard was pushed open. His younger sister, Gong Yue, walked in carrying a basket. As soon as she saw Gong Jian standing in the middle of the courtyard, she immediately shouted happily
Said: "Brother, you're up. Do you feel better?"
Gong Jian was very happy to see his little sister. He nodded quickly: "I'm much better today, where have you been?"
When Gong Yue heard his question, she raised the basket in her hand and said happily: "Aunt Chen next door gave me two pumpkins. I can make pumpkin porridge tonight."
Seeing his little sister's bright smile, Gong Jian smiled and nodded approvingly: "That's great. I'd also like to thank Aunt Chen. By the way, little sister, I'm going out for a walk."
He saw that the yard had been kept very clean by his little sister, and there was no work to do at all. Maybe he should go out and haul some firewood back.
Gong Yue didn't stop him at all: "Okay, big brother. Just walk around and come back in a while. You still need to rest more now, don't be tired." You can see the opposite of Gong Jian in the younger sister's eyes.