Rebirth of 70: The little cannon fodder rises with space

Riding two bicycles is fast.

It was like stepping on a hot wheel. In less than an hour, we arrived at the entrance of Maluyaozi Brigade Village.

A group of old women were sitting under the big willow tree, working in their hands and chatting away.

A slightly bald lady with slanted eyes bared her big yellow teeth and said, "Hey, if you ask me, this old lady Wei is really cruel.

I could see it just now.

Her youngest son's four children were bullied in front of her by her other grandchildren.

She didn't even raise her eyelids.

Didn't you see that eight or nine children beat those four so hard that their faces were covered in blood?

The fists were pounding.

The four children were quite tough, they just didn't say a word and stared with fixed eyes.

You wonder how she can be so cruel, pretending not to notice, and just eating foreign persimmons.

Could it be that her little son was brought here in her arms? "

Chen Qingyi and Chen Qingfeng felt their hearts skip a beat after hearing this.

Someone who knew the inside story snorted heavily in the crowd, "Nonsense, she was the one who gave birth to it.

I even helped during the birth!

Not only because of the difficult childbirth, but also because she looked like her mother-in-law, I started to hold a grudge in my heart.

Before her mother-in-law died, her youngest son was left to her mother-in-law to raise. When her mother-in-law died, she almost laughed.

That day, he found an excuse and beat his youngest son.

Just after the funeral, she immediately went home and killed a chicken to eat. This person was stupid, poisonous and bad. "

ho...

The big guy couldn't believe his ears.

The tiger's poison also refuses to eat its seeds, so because of this little thing, he treats his youngest son like an enemy.

An aunt even forgot to shake her fan, "If Wei Jianliang wasn't so good-looking and sweet-tongued, he could have coaxed a daughter-in-law into his own.

I'm afraid I'm going to be a bachelor.

The old godly woman had no intention of finding a wife for her son. "

"Quickly, keep your voice down, be careful that the old woman hears you." That old woman can be a bit naughty.

In my hometown, people curse and sing songs.

After coming here for so many years, I still haven’t forgotten that routine.

Chen Qingyi's eyes were filled with ice, and Chen Qingfeng's face was livid with anger, and she yelled, "Mader, let's go, kill them."

"Walk."

Chen Qingyi picked up a thick wooden stick.

He went to my aunt's house aggressively.

Someone with sharp eyes saw it, put down what he was doing, stretched his neck and kept staring, "Who are these two offspring?

Why haven't I seen it before?

He's quite handsome, quite wealthy, and he rides two bicycles! "

The young daughter-in-law clicked her tongue: "I'm afraid he's an educated youth from a nearby brigade."

"wrong."

The person who was staring patted his thigh and said, "The bicycle stopped and we went to Wei Jianliang's house. Now we can see the excitement."

Not caring about the others, he rushed towards Wei's house with his short legs flying.

The others' eyes lit up and they followed closely.

The Wei family at this time.

Wei Baomin, the youngest, had tears in his eyes and said with a tearful voice: "I don't want to stay here anymore.

I'm scared... ow...

I hurt, brother, I hurt, I’m hungry. "

"Where does it hurt? Where does it hurt? Let me see it quickly."

Regardless of the pain all over his body, Wei Baoguo got up and held him in his arms.

The second eldest brother Wei Baohua and the third eldest brother Wei Baojun also limped over to comfort their four-year-old brother.

But he was grinning in pain.

"This is for you to eat,"

Six-year-old Wei Baojun swallowed his saliva and handed a small piece of corn pancake to his younger brother.

He quietly held his burning stomach and remained stubbornly silent.

Wei Baoguo saw it, his eyes were red and his lips were pursed tightly.

Watching his youngest brother devouring his food, he silently vowed in his heart that he would become stronger.

At this moment, an anxious male voice sounded outside the gate: "Baoguo, Baohua, are you at home?

Protect the army, protect the people, I am brother Qingfeng from my aunt’s family.

Come and open the door for us. "

"Auntie, Brother Qingfeng?" Wei Baoguo's eyes lit up and he climbed off the kang so quickly that he didn't even have time to put on his shoes.

He opened the door and rushed over.

Maybe he saw his relatives, and his tone was fragile, "Brother Qingfeng, Sister Xiaoyi, you are here."

Chen Qingfeng's anger reached its peak when she looked at her younger brother who was so thin.

A 12-year-old child is not as tall as ten-year-old Chen Qingshu.

The weight is only half.

Chen Qingyi pursed her lips and said, "Let's talk inside first."

When I got to the house, I saw three other big-headed dolls with blood on their faces, and their eye circles turned red all of a sudden.

Is it her cousin?

No one with a hard heart can stand this scene.

Without saying anything, he quickly took out millet, corn noodles, biscuits, glutinous rice sticks, chicken, etc. from the cloth bag.

She specially bought the biscuits and glutinous rice sticks at the Second Department Store.

"Eat quickly." Each person grabbed a handful and stuffed them into them.

"Third brother, go and make the millet into porridge, make it thicker." Millet nourishes the stomach the most.

Wei Baoguo quickly swallowed the biscuits in his mouth and said, "I'll light the fire."

He didn't refuse. His aunts and two uncles helped them so much that they would never be able to finish it in this lifetime.

The three boys in the room also wolfed down a bowl of porridge in the morning.

Add an egg-sized corn pancake.

The chest that has been hungry for a long time is stuck to the back.

Chen Qingyi looked at her aunt's house. It was really a small thatched house with two short rooms and only four walls.

There wasn't even a cupboard in the kitchen.

There is a crooked wooden shelf.

There are several bowls with gaps on them.

The porcelain basin dropped.

The rice vat at home only has two small handfuls of corn noodles, which requires oil but not oil, and salt but not salt.

This life is worse than the poorest errand boy in a big pigsty.

Very abnormal!

Chen Qingyi thought of something, walked into the room and looked at the cabinet, her eyes turned cold:

"Baohua, I want to ask you, where is the quilt my aunt gave you last time?"

Nine-year-old Wei Baohua's face was full of resentment, "My milk was taken away from me."

"Where are the other things in the house?" No matter how poor the family is, it is impossible for them to be like this.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." the little protector cried again, "Grandma grabs it. Yes, there are good things that Grandma robs.

woohoo..."

"It's too much to bully someone." Chen Qingyi slapped her hand hard on the kang.

"Don't be afraid, Sister Xiaoyi will go to avenge you soon, beating them until they can't take care of themselves.

Kneel down and admit your mistake.

You guys will drink more porridge later and you will have more strength so that you can cheer for my sister. Cheer loudly, you know? "

The three nodded heavily.

One person drank two large bowls of porridge, and the youngest patron drank a large bowl.

The porridge was so thick that the little mouth was mushy.

"Baoguo, don't you want any more? There's still more in the pot." Chen Qingfeng wanted to make another bowl for him.

This is the best time for a child of this age to eat.

Wei Baoguo shook his head and said, "I won't eat anymore. Leave the rest to mom."

They are all good boys.