Chapter 6

"Niang, ah Ning is not afraid."

She wiped her tears again. She went up the mountain behind the village and picked up the firewood on the ground. She could not do too many things. She was still too young to do anything. She could not even save her mother.

When Mrs. Niu came back in the afternoon, she found a small bundle of firewood in front of her house.

"Who put it?" Mrs. Niu picked up the firewood on the ground. It was very light. She took the firewood in and didn't think too much about it. She thought that someone had picked it up and forgot it here. If someone wanted it, she would give it back to others. However, she didn't covet the small bundle of firewood.

When the next day, she found that there was a small bundle of firewood in her house. Who would have put it here? For two days, she could have forgotten it. However, it would have been the same for several days. Every day, she would put a small bundle of firewood in front of her house, which was not much or heavy.

She asked several families that no one knew, and others made fun of him, saying that the firewood was delivered to the door, and asked what to do with so much. Although it was said that firewood was everywhere in the mountains, it took time to collect it. At that time, everyone was busy with the work in the field. Although the firewood was not very valuable, it would be all Money can't buy it.

If the matter is put on others, they may feel lucky. They can pick up firewood at their own door every day, but Mrs. Niu is not that kind of person. She knows that she has no chance to help others. Well, if she takes other people's firewood, she will give them back. Now she takes others' firewood, and she can't tell what she will return in the future ?

Besides, who is sick? They set firewood in other people's homes every day. It's not a good thing to pay attention to nothing. It's not a good thing to be either a traitor or a thief. But what's the matter?

So on this day, Mrs. Niu didn't go to the field to be busy. She waited outside to see who sent firewood to their house. She had been waiting for most of the day, and no one came. She could not help feeling a little sulky. She was really bad luck. Today, she was here, but people didn't come.

Just as he was about to leave, he saw from afar that the youngest body came with a bundle of firewood on his back.

It was

Niu Po Tzu rubbed her eyes. She was afraid that she would look bad. As a result, the figure was getting closer and closer. Of course, this man Niu Po Tzu knew, not Shen Qingci. Who was that little girl?

See small, is a little bit of the baby, thin as a small bone, small face is very white, body clothes are also added some patches, also do not know if she to repair, patch play is not good, some crooked, can only reluctantly block a few holes.

She carried a bundle of firewood on her small back, which seemed to be heavier than her small body. When she came to niubozi's door, she put the firewood on her back at the door. This was the small house where she went back to live.

Mrs. Niu was distressed. She picked up the small bundle of firewood. Almost all of them could imagine how the little child picked up the firewood with her little hands, and how she carried the purple fire on her back and put it in front of her house step by step.

She knows that this child is a stubborn child, and also a child who remembers kindness. She is now using these firewood to repay her family's kindness.

But how could she burn the firewood.

Shen Qingci opened the broken door of his own house. The place was very broken, and no one came in, so it doesn't matter whether the door is locked or not. Of course, it's not that we don't close our doors at night and we don't pick up the lost things. Instead, there's nothing here, just a broken quilt, an old table with a broken leg, and a woman that nobody wants.

She went to the kitchen, took out a gourd ladle, and then stepped on a small wooden pier, scooped some water from it and put it on her mouth to drink. She was small and had no much strength. So she got up very early in the morning. When people in the village did not wake up, she used this gourd ladle to scoop water into the water tank one by one There was not much water in the house, and she couldn't heat hot water. She didn't even have a sweet potato in her house, so she drank cold water and ate the black steamed bun.

One she can eat for three days. In three days, the rich daughter-in-law will put one by the door outside. She is not picky about food and can eat anything, because she knows that she will not stay here for too long. She is here with her mother and waiting for her father.

Dad, she hasn't seen dad for a long time. She doesn't dare to think about what her father looks like, because she's sorry for him. She has no face to miss him.

She hugged the rag cotton wadding tightly. She also smelled the smell above, or the smell of mother. What she could smell, she missed her mother and her father.

Her father is the best and best father in the world. Although he doesn't like to laugh, he likes to smile at her. Although he is strict with others, he is holding it on his palm and hurts.

Every time she made any mistakes, her father never blamed her, just touched her head with a smile.Ah Ning is not afraid. He has his father.

Yes, she has a father, so she can not be afraid of the weather, because she has a father, her father is a general, she can roam in the capital, she can not recognize her brother, not friends, relatives and sisters, father will not blame her.

Because whether it's dad or big brother or sister, they all know that she suffered, she has no mother, her mother is because of them.

She took her hands out of the quilt. The hands of a four-year-old child were small, tender and powdered. Now these hands are covered with scars. These are the wounds she suffered when she was collecting firewood.

However, only when she was injured, she could feel that her hand was painful and her hand was in it.

Her hand was broken by Lou Ziyin and the man. It was because they asked her to hand over the incense ceremony of Lou family, but she didn't, so they cut off her hands.

And she has a long time, did not see their own hands, also did not use these hands, she put her small hands on her face, good to have hands, well, she rubbed her hands with her face.

The wind outside is blowing the door frame and window panes from time to time. It seems that she wants to lift up the broken house once. She doesn't want to go to other people's places. She just wants to stay here, because there is still the smell of mother here. But, soon, even the smell of mother is going to disappear. Just like a mother, she becomes Huang GUI, a gust of wind, a grain of sand, and she can no longer accompany her Yes.

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