looking forward to a good day

"Xiaosi, mom is going to accompany dad, you have to take good care of my brother." The woman in coarse linen patted the child's head tenderly with tears in her eyes.

The child had a candy in his mouth, "Okay, mommy will come back soon." Then the child watched the woman's back go further and further away, the child still stood there obediently, the sugar in his mouth had already melted.

It was getting dark, and the child was sitting on the big rock by the side of the road, still staring at the direction in which the woman left. He didn't know that he was abandoned.

"Little brat, I found you, come home with me." The man roughly poked the child's head with his fingers, his eyes full of anger.

The child stretched out his hand and rubbed his red forehead poked by the man, and said aggrievedly, "I'm waiting for mother, uncle, I'm hungry." The child stretched out his hand to cover his stomach again. He ate one candy all afternoon, and he was already hungry and tired He was thirsty again, but he dared not leave, and his mother hadn't come to him yet.

The man pulled the child up arbitrarily, and said in a blunt tone, "Your mother is gone, and you brought me two oil bottles from you and your brother. Come, come home with me."

Under the setting sun, the child's eye sockets gradually turned red, and the teardrops dripped on the ground, leaving shallow and deep marks.

Wang Si stood where the child had stood at that time, watching the child being dragged away by his uncle.

Is it a dream again?That child was when he was a child. This memory was hidden in the deepest part of his heart. It was once forgotten by him, but now it is clearly displayed in front of his eyes.

Time passed, the ground under his feet was constantly changing, and everything around him became very blurred. Only when everything stopped, Wang Si raised his head. It was the place where he lived when he was ten years old, so small and pitiful.

"Brother, you need to get well soon." The seven or eight-year-old child held a towel in his hand, and carefully wiped the child's forehead and cheeks.

The child has grown up a lot, looks like a teenager, with a more delicate face, like a little girl.At this time, his face was a little pale, "Xiao Mori, stay away from my brother, and my brother will be fine soon." After speaking, the child coughed and seemed to be having difficulty breathing, his lips were bright red, and his eyes were bloodshot .

The child named Komori pouted, staggered onto the child's bed, and hugged the child with hands and feet, "I'm not afraid, my brother is the best to me, and I won't pass the disease on to Komori."

The child was already suffering from the illness, and Komori's hug made the child even more out of breath. The child pushed Komori away with great effort, "Brother is thirsty, can Komori bring him some water?"

Komori obediently got up from the bed and walked out the door. The child was panting heavily on the bed, and he almost couldn't breathe just now.

"You fucking pretending to be dead?! Get up and work for me! Otherwise, be careful, I will crush you to death, you little bastard!!" The man shouted wildly, and arrived before anyone could hear.

The child rolled his eyes weakly, his high fever made his thinking more dull than usual, he only felt that his uncle's voice was unpleasant like never before, and his ears hurt from the loud and rough voice.

The man walked into the room and strode towards the bed where the child was lying. Looking at the pale child with bright lips, a hint of possessiveness rose in his eyes.The man stretched out his big hand and placed it on the child's forehead. His fingers were slightly wet with sweat, and he withdrew his hand in disgust to wipe it on the clothes.

The child's breathing was even heavier, and it was extraordinarily clear in this quiet room, with a constantly rising and falling chest, and a slightly opened mouth because he couldn't breathe.

The man sat by the bed, and couldn't help reaching out to the child's chest with his big hand to feel the child's heartbeat. He untied the child's clothes with trembling hands, and touched the skin scalded by the high heat. The delicateness of the tentacles made his eyes darker. .

"Uncle, what are you doing?" Suddenly a weak childish voice interrupted the man's hand that was about to move down.

The man's hand was still on the child's chest, and he glared at the child angrily, "Damn it, I'm kind enough to help you fasten the buttons. You wear my clothes, and you still want to control me if you eat my clothes. Get well sooner and go to the field." Work." The man walked out of the room cursing, saw Komori standing outside, his expression became even more unkind, and he kicked over a chair.

Komori walked into the room trembling with a water glass in hand, threw himself into the child's arms and cried, "Brother, uncle is so scary, Komori is afraid. Woooooo~~"

The child gasped when Komori jumped into him, and raised his hand to pat Komori's head with difficulty, "Xiaomori is not afraid, brother will protect you."

The child comforted Komori, and lay on the bed with his fists clenched tightly.Although he is still young, it doesn't mean that he doesn't understand anything. Uncle's actions just now made him scared, and he wondered if he really thought that way about him.

Wang Si was standing by the child's bed, looking at everything that happened in front of him. These were all things buried deep in his heart, and now they were indeed unfolding before his eyes one by one.

He knew that his uncle had misunderstood him since then, but he was still young, he couldn't resist and could only pretend to be ignorant, how helpless and helpless he was! !

Everything around him slowly blurred again, he saw snow, heavy snow all over the sky, he was already a teenager and knelt outside the door wearing thin clothes, just because that day...

The man is getting older, and the wrinkles around his eyes are getting more and more, but the man is not married yet, and he has been alone for so many years.People who don't know outside say that the man sacrificed his whole life to take care of his sister's two children with love and righteousness, heh!Who knows the nature of a man.

"Xiao Si, come here and press uncle's shoulder." The man leaned on the recliner, staring at Wang Si sideways.

The boy, Xiaosi, was already in his teens, and his appearance was more delicate and pleasant. His body became slimmer due to malnutrition, and the boy looked even smaller when he wore loose clothes.

Pulling his sleeves and hanging his head, the young man walked behind the man, put his hands on the man's shoulders, and pressed them hard.

The man squinted his eyes in enjoyment, and hummed an unknown old song. Not long after, the man opened his eyes and slowly touched the young man's hand, gently stroking "Xiaosi has grown up, is there any physical discomfort?" Understood?" There was a trace of greed in the man's voice, and he turned his head to look at the young man's drooping chin, which was so slender and beautiful.

The young man trembled, his nails sank into the palm of his hand, and the tingling pain made him more awake. He pretended to be innocent and replied, "What are you talking about, I am no different from before." The young man pretended not to see the man in his eyes. Disappointed, he massaged the man with stiff fingers.

The man waved the boy's hand away impatiently, "Go to work, touch me even if your hands are so dirty, and wash all my clothes tomorrow."

The teenager could feel that the man was getting more and more dissatisfied and angry, just like the teacher said that menopause had arrived.The young man covered his red hand with a good temper, lowered his head and said softly: "Got it."

The man squinted and stared at the young Xianxia's waist, the greed in his eyes was clearly seen by Wang Si who was standing not far away.Wang Si snorted coldly in his heart. It turned out that he had been stared at since then, no wonder he would strike so early, heh!Can't hold it anymore! !

It snowed heavily that night, and Wang Si was ordered to kneel on the ground, wearing a thin snow-white shirt.

"If it's snowing tonight, Xiao Si, you can kneel outside wearing the new shirt I bought for you. The snowflakes must match your shirt very well." The man said indifferently, and the boy's hand holding the chopsticks froze. , said nothing, just nodded.

Wang Sen raised his eyes and looked at Wang Si, Wang Si shook his head at him, Wang Sen lowered his head knowingly, the meal was very quiet, it is better to say that they always eat so quietly, there are only two dishes on the table, Wang Sen and But Wang Si didn't even dare to touch it. He only waited for the man to finish eating, and the rest of Wang Si would put it into Wang Sen's bowl with a grunt, while he silently cleaned up the dishes.

Young Wang Si knelt in the snow, his body could no longer feel the coldness, and gradually became numb, staring stiffly at the man not far away.

The man was smoking, and the faint light of the fire was particularly obvious in the dark night. The young man could tell where the man was at a glance. The young man slowly turned his neck and looked at Wang Sen who was not far away, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was looking at Wang Sen. The consolation seemed to be mocking the man.

The snow fell on the boy mercilessly, and gradually the boy's hair became snow-white. The boy who was about to be buried in the snow only got the man's permission, "Forget it, get up, it's so boring." Beside him, as soon as he heard this sentence, he quickly ran to the boy, using his own body to keep him warm.

In a daze, the boy seemed to hear himself say "Xiao Mori, don't come here, brother is not freezing you." Then the boy lost consciousness.Wang Si stood in the snow. He stood with the boy for a long time, but he couldn't feel the coldness of the snow. He watched Wang Sen crying and hugging himself at that time, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The boy fell ill again, this time because he was kneeling on the snow, it was more turbulent than last time, the boy had been feverish for a week.The man was very kind this time, and he didn't let the boy wait to die inhumanely. At that time, the hospital needed a lot of money to go, and he didn't know what the man was thinking, so he sent the boy to the hospital.Wang Sen kowtowed gratefully to the man. At that time, he didn't know what it means for a man to have gold under his knees. He only knew that his uncle was willing to use all his wealth to save his brother.

Standing outside the ward, Wang Si looked at the pale young man through the glass, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became weaker and weaker.It would be great if the man had such a good heart. After he recovered from his illness, the man once threatened him with this matter.

In the middle of the night, Wang Sen was already asleep. Because the young man was hospitalized and the family’s labor force fell ill, the man asked Wang Sen to stay in the hospital to take care of Wang Si, and he went to work in the fields, but how much farm work did he do?God only knows.

The man entered the ward in the middle of the night. He probably would not have thought that the boy woke up that day, but because he was too tired, he didn't alarm Wang Sen.