Chapter 105

Beiyuan xiuci almost launched the pure flavor house for Dongmei hard.

He watched the door slam shut in front of him, holding a white envelope in his hand, stunned for a moment, then shook his head and walked towards the station - he was a little unhappy. He just looked at how much he thought in the past, and it was just an instinct to push the salary. He didn't expect little carrot to have this attitude.

This little carrot head is really something. What are you arrogant about when it's all like this?

He scolded Dongmei in his stomach and began to think about how he would deal with this situation if he were Dongmei. Instead, he thought about what he could do.

It's not that he was born cheap and didn't want to stick his hot face to the heart-shaped cold ass of radish, but that he is a little petty. He is used to being independent and doesn't like to owe others. Now Ichiro Fukuzawa is like this. If he chooses to stand idly by, he always feels a little uncomfortable in his heart.

If you really make up your mind, you will always feel guilty, like losing your conscience.

Why should people have conscience? How do those ruthless heroes who do great things exercise their mind? I have to find two books to study another day.

He walked all the way to the tram station, stunned to find that just after the last bus time, he yelled bad luck and turned around to walk home. However, he heard the phone ring just two steps away and was startled. He thought that Fukuzawa Zhilong was bad. He quickly picked it up. It was Yangzi who was relieved.

"O'nissan, you... Where are you?"

Yangzi's voice was a little timid and a little uneasy. Beiyuan xiuci's mind was delicate and she immediately understood that it was time for her to go home after work, but she didn't go back on time. Yangzi was a little afraid - not that she was afraid of staying at home alone. She was very used to being alone, but that she was afraid of something she didn't find, and she left her and ran away.

This little face has only been beautiful for two days... Xiuci Beiyuan blamed herself for forgetting to call her and told her about the fuze family without telling Yangzi.

The closer people are, the more they can't hide things. Otherwise, those bloody things happen like this - he doesn't plan to play an eighth rate romantic drama with Yangzi. There must be no misunderstanding.

He told Yangzi about the matter carefully. Instead, he made up his mind. Finally, he stood still in the middle of the road and ordered Yangzi to say, "I may go back very late. Go to bed first, Yangzi."

Yangzi is a very sensible child. When he understood the whole story, he immediately answered, "I see, o'nissan, I will take good care of myself. You don't have to worry."

Kithara xiuci told her to lock the door carefully, ended the call, and went to Chunwei house to have a good talk with little carrot head. If she can really cope, she will be at ease.

He went around like a psycho and went back to Chunwei house. Just about to knock on the door, he found that the door was only tightly closed, but it didn't seem to be locked. After trying, he opened it as soon as he pushed it. Suddenly, he was speechless.

It's lucky that he came. Is this carrot dizzy? It's almost twelve o'clock. Go to bed without locking the door?

He hesitated and went straight in. Anyway, he went in and out here at will in the past three months, and it's not bad this time.

There was no one in the dark lobby, and there was no one in the corridor inside. When kithara xiuci looked around, he suspected that Rob's head had indeed gone upstairs to sleep. Just about to shout twice at the second floor, he saw a faint light in the alley at the end of the corridor.

He thought about it and went straight over. He gently opened a crack in the door. At a glance, he saw little rob lying on the floor with his back to the side of the door. He looked very lonely.

She should be very sad when something like this happened at home.

Beiyuan xiuci was silent for a moment. She regretted scolding Dongmei just now, sighed secretly, took off her shoes, and then walked to Dongmei and sat down cross legged.

Dongmei glanced back at him alertly, then quickly turned her head back, still lying there with her back holding a ball, and said stuffy, "what are you doing back? Isn't the money right? It's almost back to supply you. You go back first today!"

Hideki kithara didn't open the envelope, but he looked at the radish ball in front of him - Dongmei lay on her side with her knee in her arms, her black hair spread over her shoulders, which was really a small ball - and said softly: "The money is just right. I just don't trust to come back and ask. I want to know what you want to do. After all, it's not just you, but also them in the snow! Tell me what you plan to do. If there's no problem, I'll get up and go."

Dongmei lay on the floor without saying a word and didn't answer for a long time.

Beiyuan xiuci sat there with her legs crossed and knees held, waiting silently, but she couldn't wait for Dongmei to speak. She couldn't help asking, "what are you going to do in the future?"

He's a little impatient. When is it? You're grinding! What about those dogs?

Zhilong Fukuzawa went to the hospital. The rest of the Fukuzawa family are 16 years old and three years old. He is really worried. Even if Dongmei doesn't care, he also wants to ask what will happen to them in the snow. After all, he has been together for so long.

Dongmei still didn't speak. She lay there with her back motionless, as if she were dead. Beiyuan xiuci looked at her and found that she was in a daze. Beiyuan xiuci blocked the light. Dongmei immediately found it. She turned over and sat up. She was stunned for a moment: "I don't know..."

She sat there, her eyes were very empty, her eyes crossed Beiyuan xiuci, there was no focus, and her lovely crescent eyes gradually began to shine, slowly two lines of tears flowed silently, and the expression on her little face was also painful. She suddenly threw her head on the floor and sobbed, "I don't know what to do! My mother is gone, my father is ill, and I don't have much money at home. I don't know what to do..."

She lay there sobbing in pain, her voice full of hesitation.

Beiyuan xiuci was startled. Instinctively, she helped her up and gently patted her back. For a moment, she didn't know what to say. And Dongmei really can't bear it - her father has fallen, and she must be bold and firm in front of her sisters, and she can't show any weakness.

If she is weak, those brothers and sisters will panic. She can only hold the ball in a place where no one else can draw some warmth from herself.

And she is only 16 years old. She took charge of the family for more than two years after her mother died. She has such weak social experience, but she still can't accept this kind of thing that is extremely hard for any family. Her psychological state is fragile into a piece of paper.

The father is ill and the mother dies. The next four sisters and one brother look at her, but what can she do? Who can she see?

Besides pretending to be strong, what can she do?

She was like an egg. The seemingly hard shell was crushed, and the egg white and egg yolk inside suddenly collapsed into a mess. Even if she was seen by kithara xiuci, she couldn't be fierce, so she had to cry there, "My mother gave me the house. Now how can I tell my mother... What should I do?! what should I do if my father can't wake up?"

She fell into deep remorse and hated her powerlessness. After driving away kithara xiuci, she held a ball and was sad there alone. But kithara xiuci even ran back and asked her what to do

How does she know what to do!?

Beiyuan xiuci did not have much experience in dealing with girls, nor did she deal with the plan that girls completely ignored their manners under sadness and despair, cried like a stream of tears and runny nose, and immediately panicked.

He made a lot of psychological preparations before he came. For example, he was prepared to persuade her with warm words, move with emotion and explain with reason. If he couldn't, he punched the carrot's head to wake her up. Don't act recklessly, but he really didn't expect to see the carrot's head crying like a child - in his impression, Dong Mei was a little better than the street shrew.

Maybe she looks cute, but on weekdays, she always looks like I'm very unhappy. Don't provoke my arrogant face. Even if she cries, she is crying and swearing.

He was even more uncomfortable. He quickly helped Dongmei and took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears. Dongmei's state of mind collapsed. She was out of breath, and her nose was blown into bubbles. Xiuci Beiyuan didn't care about love. She was ruthless and wiped her nose again - OK, it's tears in her nose. It's not dirty.

Dongmei's tears soon soaked the whole handkerchief. Xiuci Beiyuan was a little confused by her desperate cry. She half hugged her and wiped her face and stroked her back to give her comfort. She gently advised: "it's okay, don't cry, it's okay..."

He won't say any sweet words. He is basically an action school. He will persuade girls to "it's all right".

Dongmei cried bitterly for a while, and the cry gradually decreased, but the pain and sadness in her heart couldn't disappear. She tried her best to hold back her tears, took the handkerchief in xiuci Beiyuan's hand, and blew her nose, but it was useless. She took a few breaths and burped, and there were still nasal bubbles on her nose.

She just sat there blowing her snot bubbles and began to be distracted. Xiuji kithara gently held her to prevent her from suddenly fainting and accompanied her quietly. For a long time, Dongmei said somewhat absentmindedly, "mom took my hand before leaving and made me swear to take care of my father, brother and sisters. I... I let her down..." Her tears slowly flowed out again. "I have no face to see her."

"Don't say that. You've done a good job. Your mother won't blame you." xiuci kithara comforted from the bottom of her heart.

This is his true words. No matter what kind of bastard temper Dong Mei is, no matter how she beats her sister, no matter how domineering at home, everyone has to admit that she has done her best for her home.

Sick father and weak sister, without her, the family probably collapsed two years ago.

However, Beiyuan xiuci is a man. After all, he is rational. After comforting, he is still eager to solve practical problems. He asked softly, "don't you have enough money at home?"

For the treatment of Zhilong Fukuzawa, the living expenses of the five children are not a small amount. At present, it is obvious that there is no direct source of income, so we can only rely on savings - savings were originally intended to deal with the unexpected in life.

Dongmei holds a turnip ball and hides here. She must be out of money.

Dong Mei unconsciously pulled the wooden floor of the ashram and murmured: "My mother spent a lot of money on medical treatment before, and my family didn't have much savings. Even if I could barely pay the current medical expenses, my family would have no source of income in the future. I don't know where to find the long-term medical, living and school expenses... If my father needs another operation, would you sell the house? I swore to my mother that I would protect the family Without this house, is it still this family? This is the ancestral property of the fuze family... If there is any chance, I, I... Sell... Do I really sell it? "

She had been thinking about holding the ball for a long time. She was very tangled in her heart, so she felt more uncomfortable. Finally, she broke the egg shell and finally showed her weakness.

In the face of such a major event related to the whole family, she, a 16-year-old girl, is really difficult to make a decision!

Beiyuan xiuci is silent. As an Aboriginal living here for generations, the fuze family certainly has a background. The house should be worth some money. Although it is not like China that selling the house can make you eat and drink for half your life, it is enough to deal with emergencies, but the question is, if you sell it, will the family go out to rent a house again?

And eat nothing?

Moreover, selling a house is not such a simple decision. It's easy to sell the ancestral property. Won't the family lose all its business? Even if it is sold, Zhilong Fukuzawa is still lying on the hospital bed. How can he sell it? The buyer is not at ease if he only covers it with his private seal!

Dongmei is sad, but as her eldest sister, she is thinking about practical problems - even if she has dealt with the current crisis, what will she do if Ichiro Fukuzawa can't wake up? What will she do if her family has been hit twice?

The gray future frightened her.

Beiyuan xiuci gently patted Dongmei's back, felt the extreme uneasiness in her small body, tried her best to comfort her, thought carefully for a while, and her eyes gradually became firm.

He felt that Dongmei could not support this situation. The only way to do this was for him to come forward and help the fuze family through this difficulty. Although it meant that he would take over a series of troubles. He could basically wipe his ass according to his original plan, but there were some things that men could not escape.

Fukuzawa Zhilong helped him, and he can choose to comfort him with a few words and express his deep sympathy, or go back and take an envelope to decorate the money and send it to him with all his heart. That seems to make sense and no one can blame.

No relatives, that's all!

But people, especially men, sometimes have to speak of conscience and friendship. Sometimes they have to stand up and show the spirit of giving up to others, stabilize the situation and overcome difficulties head-on. Sometimes they have to see the people around them fall into danger, spread their wings and protect them for a while.

He lowered his head, looked at Dong Mei's hair and bangs and said seriously: "things are not serious enough to sell the house. Don't worry. You helped me. Now it's my turn to help you. I will..."

He couldn't go on. He found that Dongmei leaned against his arm and didn't know when she fell asleep. There were still crystal tears on her long eyelashes and snot bubbles on her nose, but she fell asleep. Maybe she was too stressed, maybe she was just tired of crying, and even she was very tired. Now she can't support her body and spirit at last.

Her small body leaned on kithara xiuci, and her thin eyebrows gathered in the middle from time to time. It seemed that she was asleep, but she was still sad and could not escape from reality. She looked poor and helpless.

Kithara xiuci gently held her and wanted to put her down and have a good rest, but her eyelids immediately moved slightly, as if she was about to wake up. Kithara xiuci quickly stabilized her hand, didn't want to wake her up, wanted her to sleep for an hour, slowly refresh herself, and finally could only let her still lean on herself.

The night was already deep, so he sat cross legged and let Dongmei lean on it. He thought about how to solve the current crisis of the fuze family. Gradually, he was sleepy, his body softened, slowly tilted his head and pillowed Dongmei's head and closed his eyes.

Don't panic. It's not a big problem. Only one patient + six carrot heads can't crush a real man.