"If I hadn\'t taken pity on Qiang Zi\'s child and sent some rice paste to feed him every three or five times, it would be strange that Qiang Zi didn\'t starve to death."

"Alas... Don\'t talk about it. We have a hard life. It\'s such a bad thing."

"Alas... Liang Zi\'s child is useless. Look at him now.

Every day I know how to giggle. I can\'t even climb. I can\'t sit up. It\'s like a waste. "

"That child is really bad. We will raise him well. How old he can live is his life.

At least we have a fate with our family. We can\'t lose our conscience... "

The more you say it, the more sad it is. Only when there is a comparison between the two grandchildren can there be harm.

If Liang Zi is a normal child and can grow up safely, they will not place their hope on healthy Qiang Zi.

"All right, stop talking. Let\'s go quickly. I don\'t know who the child is sent to."

"There is only one family in the village next door. The head of his family seems to be called Lao Lai tou.

Both husband and wife are very fat, and the conditions at home are also good. They have been together for more than ten years and have no children. "

Wang suddenly said, "Oh! It\'s that one! I know that one!

Don\'t you just recruit someone near her house, just a little under the huangpingba. "

"Zhaodi girl? Which Zhaodi girl?"

"What else can it be, the late family\'s fourth daughter-in-law, her second sister?" Wang said, "you don\'t know yet. Zhao Di lives under huangpingba. There are paddy fields and few families."

"Oh, really!" Qijiabao thought carefully and suddenly worried, "let\'s go to the old Lai head\'s house so that Zhaodi won\'t see it."

"What else can we do? It\'s impossible not to ask for someone. We don\'t want the child Qiangzi." Wang\'s heart crossed.

Now to return to hadron is their only motivation. She doesn\'t care whether others see it or not.

"Yes, let\'s hurry."

Huangpingba.

Come up from the long paddy field, walk through a sheep intestines path between two families, and then go up the half slope without enough grass. Facing you is a simple small yard.

The fence is woven with bamboo strips. A line of water celery and a few short green onions are planted at the foot.

Several old gray quilts were dried on the fence, with several large and small patches sewn on them.

The color of the quilt is very bright, but it has been used for too many years, and the color has degenerated, so that the patch on the new seam is particularly conspicuous.

A table, several benches, and the broken bottles and cans in the kitchen were dried in the yard.

Chi Zhaodi took advantage of the good sunshine today and moved out those small furniture to wash and dry.

However, it was still too cold. The sun was warm and could not resist the cold morning.

Because she was always reluctant to burn firewood and water, Chi Zhaodi only washed, and the rest, no matter what she washed, was cold water.

The cold water is biting and the needle pricks the heart.

She has cold chilblains on her hands, and her ten fingers are swollen like water turnips. She can\'t bear to look straight at them.

Including washing and drying the furniture today, Chi Zhaodi also endured the biting cold and put her hand into the ice water to scrub the dishcloth.

Every time she wrung the water dry, Chi Zhaodi was so cold that she pumped cold air.

Life is always so hard, but Chi Zhaodi thinks it\'s OK for her to eat more bitterness.