Reborn as a widow in the 70s

On the winter night of 1978, large tracts of snowflakes fell from the sky like torn cotton. The snow fell quietly, without disturbing the sleeping people!

The small tree was wrapped in a thick quilt and squeezed into the corner, while the small stones were spread out in the middle of the fire pit. Fortunately, the fire pit was large enough and did not hinder Zhao Xuewen, who was sleeping beside him.

Xiao Shu and Xiao Shitou slept deeply, but Zhao Xuewen slept very uneasily.

The slightly frowned brows and tense limbs all seemed to be fighting against the dream...

On the same night, large snowflakes followed the cold wind and penetrated into the well-ventilated woodshed. Zhao Xuewen looked at the figure lying on the wooden board, tightly wrapped in a thin and worn quilt, and huddled up. He looked exactly like himself. Boy, it feels familiar and strange at the same time.

I once lived in this woodshed for more than a year, sleeping on that wooden board with straw under me and a quilt so thin that there was almost no cotton on it.

The boy lying on it now seemed to be as big as himself. Although his body was so cold that he was shivering, there was an unusual blush on his face. It looked like he had a high fever.

Just when Zhao Xuewen wanted to get close to him and check on his condition, there was a "squeak" and the wooden door of the woodshed was pushed open from the outside.

In an instant, the biting cold wind rushed in carrying snowflakes, causing the temperature of the woodshed that was already dripping to turn into ice to drop further.

The boy on the board squeezed himself tighter, and the chills on his body became more obvious.

Zhao Xuewen, a man and a woman who came in, knew each other. One was his biological mother and the other was his stepfather.

It's just that these two people didn't seem to see Zhao Xuewen and walked straight towards the boy on the board.

Liu Aifeng bent down and probed the boy's breath with her fingers, then touched the temperature on his forehead, then stood up straight and said to her husband beside her: "He's not dead yet!"

"Damn it, why is this bastard so difficult to deal with? Otherwise, don't get sick. If you get sick, get seriously ill and just die. What's going on with this half-dead person? It's just causing me fucking trouble!" Man He said cursingly.

Liu Aifeng seemed to be worried about this too: "I haven't given him anything to eat in the past two days, but he's still not dead. If not, let's just throw it away. It shouldn't matter if it's farther away!"

"Are you fucking stupid? Who in these ten miles and eight villages doesn't know that this oil bottle belongs to our family? If you throw it away with your front foot, you can find it with your back foot."

"Then what should we do! How about we wait a few more days. If he keeps going like this, there will be a time when he can't stand it any longer. Why rush it?"

Seeing that his wife wanted to be soft-hearted, the man immediately shouted: "Wait, wait, how long will it take!"

"If you hadn't been obsessed with bringing him back, wouldn't we be in such a difficult situation now?"

When Liu Aifeng saw that the man wanted to put all the blame on herself, she immediately retorted in a low voice: "I said I wouldn't accept it at the beginning, but you forced me to accept it for the five yuan a month, and now you've ruined it, and you're doing the opposite. Blame me!”

"What the hell are you talking about!" The man said and raised his arm and slapped the woman hard. The woman covered her sore cheek and did not dare to resist. She seemed to be used to his beatings and scoldings.

After beating his wife, the man calmed down some of his anger and continued.

"This matter can't wait. Haven't you heard about that fool in Zhuangzi next door!"

"He had a fever when he was a child. His family thought it was hopeless, so they ignored him and even prepared the coffin. But the boy suddenly recovered. After he recovered, he turned into a fool. Now he is running around the village, let alone His parents have passed away a few years ago, and several brothers in the family wanted to throw him out to fend for himself, but it turned out that this fool knew his family and could come back no matter how far he was thrown. ."

"Instead of letting this sluggard turn into that fool, it's better to cut through the mess quickly and end it once and for all!"

When he said this, the man's eyes were full of fierceness and viciousness!

Liu Aifeng looked down at the boy with his eyes closed on the wooden board, and then nodded: "Let's do it!"

Then the two of them walked out and discussed: "Tomorrow you go buy a pack of rat poison. This kid has been hungry for two days. Just give him a bowl of rice and mix it with it. I'm sure he won't be able to taste it!"

"Why should I go? I don't have any money. If you give me money, I'll go!"

"How the hell do I have any money!"

"All our money is with you, you won't lose it all!"

"This dragster Fang has been very lucky these days. Once I bury him, I will definitely kill everyone!"

"Then why should I buy rat poison?"

"Credit, if you can't, just borrow money. Anyway, you can make up your own mind!"

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Looking at the two figures walking away from each other, Zhao Xuewen's heart instantly sank into the dark abyss.

Although he never had any hope for these two people, Zhao Xuewen still couldn't accept it when they said those shocking words.

He turned his head to look at the wooden board and found that the boy who was unconscious just now had opened his eyes, but there was no light or hatred in his eyes, he was just looking ahead blankly...

Zhao Xuewen knew that he must be feeling the same as him now, so he quickly went over to comfort him.

"Don't be afraid, just run away and find Uncle Lu and Auntie Lu. They are good people and will treat you better than their own children!"

After he finished speaking, when he saw that the boy had no reaction, Zhao Xuewen realized that he couldn't see or hear him either!

That night, the boy stared at the wind and snow outside the door with his eyes open all night. Zhao Xuewen was also accompanying him. Although he did not know his existence, Zhao Xuewen still wanted to accompany him.

The next day, Liu Aifeng went to borrow money from her sister-in-law's house in a neighboring village. There are three children in the family. The eldest is a girl, who is six years old this year. The following two brothers, the youngest is only over one year old.

The girl went out to collect firewood with her two brothers, but the man was still lying on the kang and sleeping soundly. This was his habit, sleeping during the day and playing cards at night.

It was near noon that Liu Aifeng hurried back.

She cooked some porridge with cornmeal, took out a bowl and put it on the pot table. Then she took out a small paper bag from her trouser pocket, which contained a large amount of medicine. The main reason was that she was afraid that she would not die if she missed one dose.

Liu Aifeng crushed the rat poison and poured it all into the bowl of porridge. She randomly picked up a small stick from the ground and stirred the porridge before carrying it into the woodshed.

Seeing that the boy's eyes were still closed tightly, Liu Aifeng kicked him with her foot, and the boy slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing that he was still conscious, Liu Aifeng thought to herself that it was just a good idea to let him drink it himself since he didn't have to do it himself.

"Drink some porridge. It's just been cooked. Drink it while it's hot!" After saying that, he put the porridge bowl in front of him and quickly left the woodshed.

The boy looked at the bowl of porridge in front of him, and then at his retreating figure. The corners of his mouth curved slightly...

After Liu Aifeng left, she went outside to find the three children who came back for dinner.

She left her front foot, and the boy used his arms to support his sore and weak body and sat up...