Looking up, the roof is made of thatch. It seems that for some time, many places have turned black and rotten, and some have been blown away by the wind, and the sun has shed mottled light spots from the roof.
The room was very small and was separated by wooden boards. From the gaps in the wooden boards, it was faintly visible that there was a slow green smoke outside. A patched and patched rag is the door, and the rag seems to have served as a sheet.
The smoke crept in through the c***k of the door, choking Bai Muzhen and coughing. After taking a breath, she realized that she had lived in this dilapidated thatched house for three days, plus the memory of the deity, it was three years.
Oh, with the memory of this deity, things seem to be more fun.
Hearing Mu Zhen's coughing, eager and excited shouts came from outside: "Mother, are you awake? Dad is going to invite a doctor for you."
Then, there was the sound of hasty footsteps, and for a moment, a little boy rushed in from outside, but stopped a few steps away from the bed.
Looking timidly at Mu Zhen on the bed, she whispered, "Mother, are you awake? Is there any discomfort? Dad will be back soon."
Seeing Xiao Baozi's cautious expression, Mu Zhen couldn't help but feel pain in her heart.
The deity has a very bad attitude towards Xiao Baozi and his father in the past two years. He was angry and beaten by the Song family, and he would definitely find it on Xiao Baozi and He Laosan.
Premature children are very weak at birth, but she never takes care of them. If it hadn't been for He's third child to take good care of the child, the child would have died long ago.
In the past two years, this deity has been too bad for children. Except for He Laosan, Xiaobaozi can't find any warmth in others.
But He Laosan, with the three days of getting along in his memory, Mu Zhen found that he was an honest, loyal and filial person. He listened to his parents very much, so it should be because the Song family didn't like the little buns, and he couldn't take care of them much. Otherwise, the children would not have grown up with a hundred family meals.
Thinking of this, Mu Zhen's eyes became astringent. Although her changes in the past three days made Xiao Baozi get a lot closer to her, with the memories of those three years, Xiao Baozi was still very afraid of her subconsciously.
Slightly smiled at the little boy and said, "Baobao, come to my mother, my mother is all right, don't worry."
After her mother woke up from the last injury, she was very gentle to him, often talking to him, calling him Xiaobaozi or Baobao softly, and wouldn't beat or scold him anymore. He really wanted her mother to treat him like this all the time.
Seeing that Mu Zhen finally smiled at him, she walked slowly to the bed, held Mu Zhen's hand tightly, and cried, "Bao Bao thought that my mother didn't want me, but when Bao Bao came back this morning, she saw My mother is lying on the ground, what the bag is called, my mother does not agree, the bag is so scared. Mother, the bag must be obedient after the bag, and don’t make a noise to the mother, if the mother does not want to see the bag, the bag will hide Stay away, mother, don't leave, don't leave your bag."
Seeing such a small but well-behaved child, Mu Zhen was both distressed and relieved.
Raising his hand and gently touching his son's head, he said slowly: "Mother will not leave the bag, and your father, we are a family, no matter where we go, the three of us will be together, and mother will be with Daddy. Protect the bag, mother guarantees."
After receiving Muzhen's promise, the little bun was relieved and asked obediently, "Mother, are you hungry?"
The sensible little bun warmed Mu Zhen's heart, how could she not be hungry! She has never been full during the days she has been here. If it wasn't for the hungry stomachache, she wouldn't have woken up from that dream mirror so quickly.
But she wouldn't let Xiao Baozi know about this. The more the two got along, the more she felt distressed and liked the child, and began to accept the identity of his mother, so she would do her best to protect him.
"My mother is not hungry, but my mother is thirsty. Can I give my mother a bowl of water to drink?"
I had a stomachache from hunger just now, so I had to drink some water to fill my hunger first, but I had no energy, so I had to ask my son to help.
After listening to Mu Zhen's words, the little bun immediately ran to the outside, put on a small stool, scooped a bowl of water in the pot, and then carefully took the water to feed Mu Zhen.
Seeing Xiao Baozi's busy figure, Mu Zhen narrowed her eyes slightly. With the memory of the deity, Mu Zhen knew that the family in Shangfang really disliked their family of three.
Usually, no matter who is in the family, whenever they see the three of them, they will be beaten or scolded. In the memory of the deity, He Laosan's family of three and the Song family rarely appeared on the same occasion.
Therefore, He Laosan was separated by a kitchen in this small thatched hut. He gave them fixed rations every month and let them cook in this small thatched hut by themselves.
Strange to say, the Song family has three sons and two daughters, and He Laosan is the third. But whether it is two sons or two daughters, they all have the names of the eight classics, but he, the cheap husband and the steamed bun, have very simple names.
Lao Tzu is called the third child all day long, and the son is called Sanwazi, to distinguish.
In the memory of the deity, Mu Zhen discovered that He Mingzhong's family was definitely in the top row in this Pingyao Village.
The eldest, He Fulai, married the daughter of a scholar from a neighboring village. Even if a scholar is poor in this day and age, he can be regarded as a person of status in this ten-mile-and-eight township.
The second child, He Fuzhu, is a daughter, married to a butcher, a pig butcher in Shanghe Town. Although the career is not very drippy, it is quite rich in oil and water.
Besides, this pig-killer also loves his sister-in-law, and when he comes back during the New Year's holiday, he will always give him more than ten kilograms of pork.
The third child is her cheap husband. The deity hated He Laosan very much because of that incident. She usually speaks ill of him to him, and since she used to be the eldest lady with eyes above the top, she naturally despises the people in this village.
Therefore, for the understanding of He Laosan, the deity only knows that he used to be his brother's book boy, how he treats others, how his personality is, and why the Song family doesn't like him, the deity has no idea at all.
Of course, this is not only because the deity hates He Laosan, but also because He Laosan is taciturn and does not like to talk.
He Laosan is a working machine, and he is rarely at home. After coming back, the two fell asleep again, basically with zero communication.
Therefore, there is really not much useful information in my mind to understand this cheap Xianggong.
He Fulin, the fourth eldest, is the treasure in the Song family's palm, and he is also the person with the highest status in the family. At the age of sixteen, he was selected as a scholar this spring.
The status of the He family is naturally rising. No, he was married not long ago, and the one he married was the daughter of the big landlord in Shanghe Town.
Although everyone in the village knew that this daughter was born by the third concubine, everyone also knew that the third concubine was also the most favored by the landowners.
Therefore, with this relationship, He Fulin's status is not only high in this family, but even in the whole Shanghe Town, whoever mentions him will say, "That is the most favored son-in-law of Mr. Zhao."
There is also a fifth elder, He Fucui, who is also a daughter. It is true that the ancients valued boys over girls. But Song shi saw that the eldest son was living such a prosperous life and was so filial, and he was not too bad for the two daughters.
Therefore, on the whole, it is still the cheap husband from his own family. No, it is his own family who has the least status in the He family.
Alas, I feel a headache just thinking about it, this situation is more than a little bit sad.