The Analects of Righteous Father’s Collapse

"Uncle Jiang, this is the firewood I picked up for you. It’s cold, Feichai."

Because the mother Zhang Yanhong was seriously ill and could not work hard, Xiao Binbin had to go to the nearby tree to get home with the dead branches in the early morning, and to save the winter firewood. In addition, he had to find enough wild vegetables because of the family. Without the labor force, the mother and son have very little rations, and they need enough wild vegetables to mix and cook, and they can barely eat.

Zhang Yanhong’s brethren went out to work, but a few scorpions stayed in the village. She gave the family’s one-acre field to several scorpions, giving them more than one hundred kilograms of food a year. It is kind, and occasionally when a man sends money back to cut meat, he always divides a small bowl to solve problems for his mother and son.

A few of the mother and the child are so hard, and I don’t know how long it will last.

"Isn't it already given a lot of firewood yesterday?"

Yesterday, Jiangliu gave the children in the village sugar. The children spontaneously piled up the firewood that was picked up in the firewood house. It was just that the firewood could not help but burn. If you want to warm up all night, the firewood will be enough for half a month. .

The original body fell into rheumatism because of the practice of youth. When it was windy and rainy, and the days of cold weather, the pain of the bones was broken. The bed where he slept, the house he lived in, the heat that had to be burned, was barely able to Sleep comfortably.

Jiangliu is not a person who clearly has conditions and is ill-treated, so he contacted the boss of a coal mine he had known before yesterday, and sent a car to the coal in a few days.

In addition to their own use, some are distributed to the elderly in the village.

Not everyone has no conscience. When things were big and everyone blamed the rivers, there were still many people in the village talking for the original people. However, many people in the village did not have mobile phones and did not know the network. They thought that they told reporters. If you have a good word, the original grievances can be washed away. Where do they know that some journalists are only willing to publish the news that the audiences are watching, rather than the true but boring truth of their mouths.

"When I waited for the last month, I had to snow in the mountains. At that time, the firewood was not so bad when it was soaked in snow, and it was not easy to collect firewood in the snow."

The little boy who was a young man smiled and smiled. Then he was embarrassed. He looked at Jiangliu with a tweak and asked: "Jiang Shu, I will collect firewood for you every day from now on. You are not going to collect apprentices, I am this year. Just six years old, can bear hardship, can you accept me?"

It seems that I feel that this is too utilitarian. Xiao Binbin quickly explained: "If you don't accept me, I will also collect firewood for you."

Because he was too nervous, he said that when the voice fell, he bowed his head in frustration.

He felt that he was a bad boy in Jiang Shu’s eyes. Will Jiang Shu think that he would collect firewood for him, in order to force him to accept him as an apprentice.

"Hardworking?"

Jiang Liu took over the firewood in his hand.

Although it has not yet reached the cold winter, because of the time of doing rough work, the six-year-old boy has had several lice in his hand, the position of the finger joints has cracked, and there are many scratches on the back of the hand.

The cheapest glycerin is also not affordable for this small family. Just as Xiao Binbin and his mother took a lot of work from the small factory under the mountain, he used the saliva to wet the firewood paper and put it on the wound, or use the outer layer of the earthen stove. The ash that was scraped down was the earthwork that the ancestors passed down.

A child with such a hand can really suffer.

Moreover, the memory of the original tells him that this child is more diligent and harder than he imagined. The original body even believes that this will be the best disciple he has taught, and he is the perfect inheritor of their Jiang family.

But why did he hurt his original body?

Turning over the memories of the original body, Jiang Liu really does not want to believe that this child will make a breach of trust.

"I can, I can suffer."

Xiao Binbin did not see the complex emotions in the eyes of the river. He only knew that Jiang Shu had asked him this way, that is, he intended to accept him as a disciple.

He nodded eagerly, fearing that the river would not believe him.

"After three days, come over and formally learn from the teacher."

Jiang Liu did not know how he would choose this time. He accepted his apprentice as originally planned.

"Uh huh."

Xiao Binbin was too excited to be himself. If Jiang Liu said that he had been a teacher after three days, I am afraid that he now wants to call the master.

"Right, I have set the coal cake at the coal yard. You don't have to help me collect firewood."

I don't evaluate what Xiao Binbin might do in the future. Now his days are hard enough, and the river does not mean that the other side is in vain.

"Good Jiang Shu."

When Jiang Shu bought a coal cake, Xiao Binbin also turned off the heart of the river to collect firewood. They did not buy coal cake, but Xiao Binbin also knew that the coal cake was very resistant to burning.

Seeing Jiang Shu’s life, he has strengthened his heart to learn art. In the future, when he learned this skill and earned money, he also bought a lot of coal cakes to make his mother and two sisters warm and comfortable. winter.

"No, good, master."

Xiao Binbin was also clever, and soon realized that he would not call Jiang Shu again, and quickly changed his name to be a master.

"Ok."

The river flow should have come down, and it is recognized as the identity of the other party.

After Xiao Binbin left, the little girl who had been hiding outside the wall twisted in.

"Uncle Jiang, I, I want to learn too."

Jiang Liu looked at people, he found the identity of this girl from the memory of the original.

Xu Meihua, Xu Jia is a big surname in this village. Xu Meihua’s father is a rare man in the village. He works outside the construction site and earns more than 10,000 yuan a month. This is for the villagers. A huge sum.

Moreover, Xu Meihua's father is filial, and there is no news like many young people in the village go out. He will pay money to his parents every month. Based on the money he earned, he built a two-story small building.

Just a filial son may not be a good husband, good father.

Xu Meihua’s grandparents want to hold their grandchildren, and Xu Meihua’s mother gave Xu Jiasheng three daughters. Xu Meihua is the biggest. This year she is eight years old. There are two sisters under her name, namely, silk flowers and peach blossoms. It is 6 years old and 5 years old.

Because of the loss of his son, Xu Meihua’s mother and daughter were very unhappy in Xu’s family, especially when Xu Meihua’s father sent back news that he was at the construction site and a woman’s eye, and got a marriage certificate. After giving birth to a child, Xu Meihua and her four daughters were swept out by the old Xu family.

When Xu Meihua’s mother married Xu Meihua’s father, she was only fifteen years old, and she was not at the age of the marriage certificate. Therefore, the couple had no legal proof, and Xu Meihua’s mother had no culture and daring. Little and weak, in the case of consciously not giving birth to a son, the three honest women lived in the old house of Xu family. The days of the mother and the daughter were very sad.

It is a matter of course that Xu Meihua wants to learn the skills.

"I, I can also suffer, how much I can eat."

Xu Meihua looked at the river and hesitated and quickly showed his self-expression.

She is a girl. From the very beginning, the girl was not in the choice of Jiangliu. She only saw her thin and thin as if she had broken her arm, and her black and yellow cheeks. It was hard to say what she refused.

"I don't accept female apprentices."

The river shook his head.

The fire of hope in Xu Meihua’s eyes was gone. She looked down and looked at her toes. Then she reached out and wiped her eyes and turned to prepare to leave.

"But for some time, I may need someone to help with cooking. If you are willing to help, I will be able to give you 100 yuan a month, except for three meals a day."

A hundred dollars in the world outside may be just a meal, but for the mountain people, it is enough to do a lot of things, not to mention the rivers and three meals.

The cooking and cooking work is not difficult for the **** the mountain. Xu Meihua began to help her mother when she was four or five years old. She had been picked up by her family for cooking and cooking. She knew this. It was Jiangliu who was kind enough to help her, and nodded excitedly, and should have come down.

The next process is almost the same as the previous one.

Xu Jia and Wang Jia took the children to the river to worship the teacher. He also finally accepted the 8-year-old Xu Quanjun and the 6-year-old king dog.