Inspirational novel: My suffering, my university (5)

Inspirational novel: my suffering my university

[I am speechless, the cold from the outside to the body makes me chill. I thought desperately: Will I freeze to this cold winter? 】

Later, I realized that I was adopted as a "children" and said that when I was 18 years old, I would "married" to one of my sons. Telling me to be the secret of "Children's Nursing" is the cousin of Hongying. She can't understand the harshness of her parents' family. I encourage me to write a letter to my mother and ask my mother to find a way to take me to Anhui.

My concept of child raising is very bleak. But I understand the meaning of "marriage".

I immediately wrote to my mother, this is the first letter I wrote in my life. I tore off a piece of paper from the practice book and squatted at the desk to write a letter to my mother on the horizon.

"Mom, I miss you." I wrote the first sentence. When I wrote this sentence, my tears were spinning in my eyes. I thought about it and went on to write, "Mom, do you miss me?" Tears could not help but fall. I sneaked around and the students were crazy on the playground, and the teachers were quiet. I took a bold breath and hurry to write: "Mom, I am very unhappy, they let me do a lot of work, very tired. I want to go there, even if I follow you to porridge, I am willing. Mom. Come on!" "The word for "begging" is the inspiration of the cousin of Hongying.

Thinking about it, I painted a child with a tear on my face in the corner of the letter. I folded the letter and then wrote the envelope. The envelope is the cover of the Hongying cousin who helped me with the waste practice book. I wrote the address of the mother copied from the Hongying cousin's house. The Zhoushan Kang mine in Matang Township, Wuhu City, Anhui Province Yu Fang received. Zhou Xikang is my stepfather, and Hongying’s cousin said that I did not know the name of my mother.

The letter was sent to me by the Hong Ying cousin. My heart is eager and happy with the flying of this letter, and the mother's reply has become my daily mourning.

The mother’s letter was late after a month. It was sent to the cousin of Hongying. My mother’s letter is not long, I don’t know who to write. My mother’s reply is like this: "After Ping, I received your letter, my heart is broken, I blame my mother for useless, let you suffer. My mother will go back to see you after a while, really. Hello. Good reading, my mother will bring you a new school bag next time. Mom misses you too."

I read my mother's letter over and over again, even with punctuation, a total of 73 words. At this time, I did not have the urge to cry, but my heart was only disappointed. The mother did not say to take me away.

I have never written to my mother, and I faintly hate my mother.

After the summer vacation, I became a long-term worker of the foster parents. Everyday cooking and cooking became my compulsory homework. The three pigs and three sheep were also covered by me. I am as hard and weak as the "Luchai" in the text "Bag". I have to be burdened with heavy burdens, no one will help me.

My perseverance and hard work may have accumulated like this. Since I was a child, I have never developed the habit of blaming others, and I have developed the perseverance of suffering alone.

After the hot summer passed, I was promoted to the fifth grade. My grades made my class teacher happy. The class teacher dropped his former favorite students and added to my eyes. I am flattered and learn to work harder. In the mid-term exam, I really took the first grade of the whole commune.

It’s winter vacation after the exam is over. It’s time for my heavy housework. I think this winter is particularly cold, because I only wear a thin autumn clothes sanitary trousers, or the adoptive parents' daughters don't wear them.

There is no cotton jacket, no sweater, no pair of socks with holes. The shoes are made of reeds. They are strong, but because they are not worn, the feet are empty inside, and the hard reed stalks will grind the feet. Foaming. The children of adoptive parents are more fortunate than me. They have warm cotton pants and cotton shoes made by mothers.

Once I carefully said to the foster mother that I was cold, and the adoptive father said on the side, "The child's buttocks are three fires, cold and cold?"

I am speechless, and the cold from the outside to the body makes me chill. I thought desperately: Will I freeze to this cold winter?

That is, this winter, I heard a message that inspired me: Yang Dongqi was arrested in Nanjing for alleged rape and murder! It turned out that Yang Dongqi could not find my mother everywhere, and went to Nanjing to find his ex-wife. His ex-wife also went to hide and see him. One day, he heard the factory where his ex-wife went to work, found her dormitory, and sneaked into the dormitory to wait for her to come back. Who knows, a female college student who lived in the same dormitory as his ex-wife came back at night, was raped by Yang Dongqi, who was a big animal, and strangled the girl with the towel of his ex-wife...

About half a month after hearing this message, two policemen came to Hongying’s cousin’s house to find me. The police came to investigate what bad things Yang Dongqi had done in my house. I was questioned by the two police officers and remembered the nightmare of the unbearable look. The police brushed it to the book. I want to hold back the cry of not being in front of the stranger, but I can't hold back, I shed tears and embarrassed for me. The police said: "Don't be afraid, you say, Yang Dongqi has been caught by us, don't be afraid."

I have been answering questions for about two hours. My back is full of snot and tears. The police asked me and handed me the book. Let me sign my name. My workman wrote it carefully on the police book." Zhao Meiping "three words. The police arrived and asked for the mother's detailed address, saying that they would go to Anhui to investigate and collect evidence from their mother.

[I may have been there for two hours, and my stepfather’s snoring is enduring. The tear marks have dried up on the face, and they are tight and stretched like a layer of sputum. I thought desperately: If the stepfather never wakes up, have I been squatting on this cold ground? 】

Soon, my mother wrote a letter. The mother said in the letter that the police in Jiangsu had already found her in Anhui and took her to the hospital to take pictures of her injured fingers. Although the fracture had already been cured, there were still old injuries. These are all evidence. At the end of the letter, the mother said: "Yang Dongqi is doing a lot of evil, and it will definitely be shot. Our hardships have come to an end. This year, I will go back to the New Year with your stepfather." I am very happy to hear from my mother.

The mother and stepfather arrived on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, and Meihua did not return. I first met my stepfather. The stepfather is short and strong, his skin is dark, his hands are rough, and he is an honest farmer. There is a cloud in the stepfather's eyes, and the voice is loud, which makes me a little bit afraid of him.

Mother took out a pack of colorful sugar and gave it to me, saying, "This is what your father bought for you, and called Dad." I looked at my stepfather. He looked at him with the eyes of the long, cloudless eyes. Looking at me, I was nervous in my heart and could not even yell. My mother gave me a look, and I called "Dad" like a mosquito, and my stepfather "hmm" from the nose.

At the Hongying cousin's house, my mother touched my clothes and shouted in surprise: "How do you dress so little?" My nose was sour and I couldn't say a word. The mother touched my hand again and exclaimed again: "When the hand is so cold, why don't you add clothes?" The mother immediately went to raise a parent's house, and it seemed that she wanted to ask the sin.

I held my mother and pleaded: "Mom, take me to Anhui, I don't want to go here." The mother's eyes were red and said: "I don't want to take you there, your stepfather does not agree!" "

Hongying cousin gave me an idea: "I see my uncle is also an honest person. You ask him after Ping, and he sleeps at night. You are begging in front of his bed. His heart is soft, and he agrees." Mother thinks too. Said: "This is a good way. After Ping, you have to talk, open your mouth and call Dad, he is happy, I like you, I will take you away."

In the evening, the stepfather and the cousin drank two white-skinned stepfathers to sleep in the east room of the Hongying cousin's house. The mother and cousin spoke in another room, and the mother asked me to ask my stepfather to "grow" and became told immediately.

I follow my mother's wishes. At the beginning, I was standing down on my stepfather's bed and bowing my head. At that time, there was no electricity in the countryside. The faint kerosene lamp jumped on the stepfather’s bed. He shrank in the bed and said in Anhui’s national language: "You blow off the lamp!" He thought I was coming to blow him out the oil lamp. of. Seeing me for a long time, my stepfather asked me strangely: "What are you doing here?"

I groaned and said, "Dad, take me to Anhui!"

My stepfather didn't say anything, I remembered that if the red-and-white cousin had to squat when necessary, I bent on my knees and kneeled in front of my stepfather's bed. At the moment of my majesty, I felt a dull pain in my heart. I knew my self-esteem at the age of 13. My tears were raging at this moment.

After a few minutes, I heard the snoring of my stepfather, and my stepfather fell asleep.

My tears are dripping uncontrollably. If it is my biological father, will he turn a blind eye to my sorrow and sorrow?

I am kneeling on the cold ground, the thin sanitary trousers can't separate the cold from the bottom of the ground, I can feel the coldness and the inability to resist the rise of the cold, the tears on the face into a cold river, the little heart seems to freeze. Hail. How cold is the world! Where will it be my warm place?

I may have been so embarrassed for two hours, and my stepfather’s snoring is enduring. The tear marks have dried up on the face, and they are tight and stretched like a layer of sputum. I thought desperately: If the stepfather never wakes up, have I been squatting on this cold ground?

When my stepfather woke up, I had numb my legs. The stepfather got up and solved the problem. I was surprised and asked: "What are you doing here?" I whispered and said firmly: "I am going to Anhui!"

I heard my stepfather sigh and walked out and said, "Going to Anhui is also a bitter day!"

When the stepfather came back, he called me up. "You don't want to be embarrassed," he said. "It's not my heart. I have two people who are enough. I can't do anything." The stepfather lie in the hot quilt, no. Take care of me again. After a while, the buzz started again.

I am completely dead. No longer crying, my stepfather will not be distressed by my crying, I am not born of him. In his eyes, I am just a small bag that I want to put on him. Who is willing to ask for it?

I struggled to get up. On this cold and ruthless winter night, the idea of ​​being homeless and even crying continued. Life does not believe in tears.

I quietly went back to my parents' home to go to sleep, not to disturb the mother. I have been jealous for two hours and my stepfather has no pity. What can she do?

Struggling in the night all night. I am running alone in the hot wilderness of the sun, no one in the wilderness, I have no way. I asked the sky: "Home - home?"

[I suddenly became very sorrowful, I don’t know if there is any return period, and there is no chance to return to my hometown. Suddenly I thought of my father who was buried in the house, tears quickly, and smashed it down. I am like this, like a leaf floating duck with the rolling of the Yangtze River water to the second hometown of life - Wuhu, Anhui. 】

The next day, things changed unexpectedly. The stepfather actually agreed to take me to Anhui.

Later I realized that everything was done by my mother. After I left, my mother and her stepfather had a big fight. My mother said that if I didn't bring it to Anhui, she would not go to Anhui. Finally, my stepfather swears that "I have been planted" and I am the default.

When the stepfather’s pass is over, it’s not so easy to take care of the father’s.

At noon, the stepfather and the mother are eating at the parents' home. This meal should be said to be delicious and beautiful. The adoptive father gave a mother a mother and a stepmother and a stepfather to have a drink. On this day, I made an exception to the table, and I also ate two pieces of braised pork. Naturally, my father’s "love" was my performance.

I took a small bite and bite the meat that my foster father had caught in my bowl. I have been to my foster parents for a year, and the number of times I eat meat is very small. This is the first time that my adoptive father has given me a dish, and it is braised pork! The meat is cut into cubes, thin and fat, and skin, amber, a layer of bright oil, very fragrant. After eating, the adoptive father called his daughter majesticly: "Qingzhen, wash the dishes!" Qingzhen reluctantly picked up the cups and saucers on the table, and gave me a sigh of relief - the dishwashing was originally My task is just as natural as giving a foster father a drink.

The mother asked the adoptive father to take me after the meal. The adoptive father is licking his teeth and hears his eyes: Good, what joke?

Yes, Zhou Jia is holding me up for the purpose of raising children, naturally, will not let me easily? My heart is a bit cold, like the cool breeze that runs up my pants, and I have been in my heart.

When the mother said good things, the adoptive father did not let me go. His two sons stood at the door and stared at me. I had a chill, and I was afraid that my mother could not take me.

The mother and the adoptive father finally couldn’t help but quarrel. The adoptive father snarled, and the blue veins on his neck swelled up and jumped. "I can’t raise your daughter in vain..." The mother promised to raise her father. Even if I went to Anhui, I still recognize him. father. The adoptive father did not comply, instructing his two sons to escort me, and when they started, the mother rushed over, and the hen guarded the chick like me. The adoptive father was furious and angry. He lifted the kerosene lamp and smashed it. The oil lamp flew on the mother's forehead, and the red blood fell from the mother's face.

I witnessed the bloody mother's strength and strived for freedom for me. The slight resentment against the mother at the moment disappeared. The heart is full of gratitude and affection for the mother.

The result of the incident was to ask the cadres in the foster father to mediate, and the mother agreed to the father’s request for compensation of 200 yuan. 200 yuan! What an attractive number this was in the early 1980s! My mother asked Hongying cousin to borrow 100 yuan, and my stepfather took 100 yuan from his pocket. I was redeemed from Tong Yangyu and became the mother's daughter.

The adoptive father still did not hate. On the day I left his home, he angrily told me to take down all the clothes of his family from the body. The mother said nothing, pulled me up to Xueyao Town, I personally picked it, bought a set of cotton trousers for me, and then sent it to a tailor shop to expedite.

I still remember the cotton coat with white flowers and white flowers. I was wearing it at the 13th year of the Spring Festival and boarded the Jianghan passenger ship from Nantong Port with joy. In Nantong Port, I saw the Yangtze River for the first time in my life. I was so confused when I stood on the riverside. How can there be so much in Jiangshui? Where does it come from? Why is it so turbid? By the side of it, I am so small and small that I can ignore it.

The ship is really big, up and down four floors, the lowest five-class cabin we bought, at the bottom of the ship, a layer of straw mat is laid on the ship's board, and the passengers in the south of the north are lying or sitting or sitting. From time to time, I climbed the second-floor deck and watched the river splashing with golden and silver shimmering light in the midday sun. The boat started, and the gradual turmoil of the passengers gradually became quiet. I watched the huge ship leave the port awkwardly, turned around and slowly left my hometown.

I suddenly felt very sorrowful. I don't know if there is any return period for this trip. There is still no chance to return to my hometown. Suddenly I thought of my father who was buried in the house, tears quickly, and smashed it down. I am like this, like a leaf floating duck with the rolling of the Yangtze River water to the second hometown of life - Wuhu, Anhui.

Chapter 2: Quarry, humiliation and sweating, perseverance and unyielding

[Broken finger is a normal thing, as well as broken stone debris splashing into the eyes, scratching the legs and legs, the blisters of the right palm that are ground by the hammer handle are also painful. However, no matter what kind of injury I suffered, I wanted to get a little sympathy from my stepfather. 】

I thought that a good day would come with my mother. It was not until I came to my stepfather's house that I realized how far the dream and reality were.

The embarrassment of my stepfather's family made me unexpected. When the stepfather led me through an open quarry called Xiaojingshan, and then went down the slope, and turned to the stepfather's doorstep, I still can't believe this is my new home. Is this my new home?

This is a three-story house built with stones, like an old turtle, sorrowful on the ground. In the three houses, there are two families, one is my family, one is the stepfather's big brother, and there are five people in their family. Half of the three houses, half of the house in the middle of the house, piled up with debris, raised chickens and ducks, pitted on the ground, smelling nose in the house. My heart suddenly cooled down.

Later, I learned that my stepfather had been single before he married his mother. The reason for the stepfather's celibacy is very simple. The stepfather is irritable, has a bad temper, and has a big voice. It is said that the stepfather had had a few months of de facto marriage when he was young, and he never went back because the woman could not bear the character of the stepfather. In the rather long period of time, the stepfather, like an unpopular stone on the mountain, has never been a woman. So the stepfather lived alone for 47 years, until the introduction of the introduction to meet the 49-year-old mother. In fact, the mother was disappointed when she saw her stepfather's first face. The stepfather who is a miner looks ugly and rough, and his family is not satisfactory. But the mother who was eager to find a place to stop at that time had no choice.

Until I lived with my stepfather, I realized that my stepfather was not easy to support my life, and I understood the difficulties my mother could not bring me. I and Meihua set up a small bamboo bed in the parents' room. The house was filled with farm tools and debris. The family of four and all the broken farm tools were stuffed in a ten-square-meter house. It is very difficult to turn around. In particular, there is a urine bucket hidden behind the door of the room. In the evening, whoever starts the night is a burst of "哗啦啦", stinking and noisy.

Because of my coming, the family that was previously embarrassed was even more stretched. My mother and Meihua’s account have not yet moved in. In fact, it is a black household. The family of four has only one acre of five-point land. The rice you eat and the wood you burn are not enough. You can only buy black rice and coal. The mother's health is not good, and she has to take medicine almost every month. The stepfather’s income of seventy to eighty yuan in one month is a drop in the bucket for a family with two long bodies, reading, and a long-term illness.

The hardships of life are in front of our family.

Not long after the Spring Festival, I and Meihua will go to school. I smoothly transferred to the fifth grade of Pingshankou National Primary School for the second half of the semester. Tuition is borrowed by my stepfather.

The stepfather believes that borrowing money for our sisters to study, we have to do what we can to afford this home. So, I had a division of labor with Meihua. In my spare time, I went up the mountain to pick up the stones, and Meihua picked the piglets because the piglets were good farmland fertilizers. At that time, when I was young, I used a small hammer to smash "inch". The so-called "inch" is a stone about one inch in size. When my mother is in good health, she is in the mountains. At that time, one ton of stone could get two dollars, and one day it could get one ton.

I learned the stone and I paid the price of blood.

Despite the smashing of the size of the fist-sized stone, I still suffered a lot when I got started. The correct posture of the stone is to hold the stone with the left hand and the hammer with the right hand to the target. My grip is very correct, but the accuracy of the target is not strong. Many times the stone was intact, and the left finger of the stone was lifted. The pain is not necessary to say, the unbearable is the stepfather's accusation. If the stepfather is around, I can't even cry. The stepfather will say, "What is the use of the eyes? You won't see it?"

It is normal to break your fingers. There are also stones that splash into your eyes and scratch your legs. The blisters that are rubbed by the handle of your right palm are also painful.

Half a semester soon passed, the final exam, I was brought to the city by the class teacher and several top students in the class. After the results came out, I became a "little celebrity" in the village - I actually admitted to the 25th in Wuhu City, the only girl in the village who has been admitted to the key middle school for many years!

I worked hard all over the stone for the summer vacation, but because of the small stone house that I and Meihua lived in, the registration fee for me and Meihua became a problem.

The key middle school I have taken is in the city. I have to live in the school. I have to pay for a meal at the school. I don’t live in school, and the time and fare for traveling to and from the road more than 20 miles a day is unbearable for me. Meihua also wants to go to the third grade. Seeing that September 1 is coming, the home is getting more and more clouds. For a personal home, it is too late for my child to be admitted to a key middle school, and my family is the opposite. The hot summer is the most difficult season for a weak mother. Mothers often can't eat a meal, drink water, and then lie on a bamboo couch. The stepfather was overwhelmed and frowned. I and Meihua acted like a rat on a daily basis, for fear of accidentally touching the stepfather's anger, causing a bad argument from the parents.

The parents’ quarrel is two days and two days. The ruthless training of suffering life gradually transforms the mother from a sensible, gentle and kind woman into a sensitive and fragile, grumpy woman. She can’t stand the stepfather’s spitting and big Bad habits such as Tuen Mun often accuse the stepfather. The stepfather was a fiery temper, and he was not allowed to blame it. So there was almost no day at home. The quarrel between parents made me and Meihua feel the indifference and desolateness of the family.