Chapter 5
When they reached the foot of the mountain, Yun Mian stopped and stared at the wild persimmons in his pocket with a bit of confusion.
There are only seven, one is Mianmian, one is Uncle System, three are from mom, and there are two left.
Although she was reluctant, she still carefully picked out two better ones from the seven wild persimmons, held them in her palms and carefully placed them in front of Zhao Xiaoli.
"Sister, this is yours~" Yun Mian stretched out her hand forward.
Zhao Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, then blinked: "I picked them for you, you don't have to share them with me, just take them back and eat them yourself."
Zhao Xiaoli's age and experience in her previous life would not allow her to take food from a real five-year-old child. That would really make her feel guilty.
Moreover, compared to Yunmian, who only has a widowed mother, Zhao Xiaoli believes that her family is still a little bit more "wealthy", at least they can afford to eat.
Although Yunmian has always been positioned as the village bully after his rebirth, in Zhao Xiaoli's eyes, Yunmian is at most a poor little thing with a miserable life and a bad personality. Coupled with the experience of rolling in the mud today and not knowing ginseng just now, the village bully has long since turned into a little fool who may have some problems with his brain. Zhao Xiaoli even thinks it's cheap to retaliate.
Little did she know that in Yunmian's eyes, Zhao Xiaoli, who didn't want wild persimmons, had also become a fool.
"Here, help me pick persimmons. You can't go home empty-handed." Yun Mian put the persimmons in Zhao Xiaoli's arms without saying a word, then picked up the remaining five and ran home.
At noon, her mother had a small bowl of porridge. Yunmian was afraid that if she went home late, her mother would starve to death at home.
With genuine worry in her heart, Yun Mian saw the dim lights of her home from afar, stopped to take a deep breath, and then shouted loudly for her mother.
"Mom! I brought you some delicious food!!!"
"Mom! Mom!! These are super delicious persimmons! They are super sweet. Do you want to eat some?!"
"mom--!!!"
At least most of the dogs in Zhaojiagou were awakened by Yunmian's voice. For a moment, the whole village was filled with the sounds of chickens and dogs, mixed with the occasional teasing of neighbors.
When Yunmian ran closer, the tightly closed courtyard door was suddenly pushed open from the inside. Yunjin stood at the door with a sullen face, holding a thin fire stick, like a ferocious door god.
"What are you yelling like a ghost at the top of your lungs? Someone who knows you are calling for your mom, but someone who doesn't know would think you are calling for the soul!" Yun Jin glanced at her daughter unhappily, and seeing her standing not far away, timidly not daring to come in, her anger that had just risen subsided again.
I was murdered again...
Yunmian pouted in grievance, feeling that her mother really didn't love her that much anymore.
When she was sleeping in the hospital bed, her mother always spoke softly and was so gentle!
It's completely different from the current mother who is holding a stick and scolding her!
"Hmph! I'm really angry this time! Really!!" Yun Mian glared at her mother angrily, raised her head and deliberately ignored her, snorted coldly and strode into the yard.
But in the intervals between her anger, she still remembered to hide the persimmons that she had brought back with great effort behind her back, waiting to give her mother a surprise after she calmed down.
Behind her, Yun Jin closed the gate helplessly and threw the stick aside. When she turned around, she saw the bulging pockets hidden behind her daughter's back.
Yun Jin: “…”
So the little girl has grown up without any sense of common sense? She can't even hide things. Hasn't she ever thought that she could see it at a glance when she was standing behind her?
The system probably thought so too, and kindly reminded Yunmian of the loophole in hiding things.
Then Yunmian, with a red face, snorted in anger.
System: This is venting your anger on others, it’s very unfair!
When they got into the house, Yun Mian put her pockets on the small table and spread them out, with her arms folded across her chest, still looking angry, as if she couldn't be appeased.
Yun Jin looked at her silently, feeling a little amused, but deliberately avoided looking at her, pretending not to notice that Yun Mian was angry. Instead, she asked in a very normal tone, "What do you want to eat tonight? Noodles or porridge?"
Yunmian snorted heavily: "I don't want to eat! I'm not hungry at all!"
"You really don't want to eat? If you don't want to eat, I won't cook. And I won't care if you're hungry at night." Yun Jin easily controlled her daughter.
Sure enough, the next second the little girl glared at her fiercely with red eyes: "It doesn't matter, I'm your only daughter anyway, so let me starve to death! You will have no daughters from now on, not even one!"
Obviously, those were fierce threats, but before they could threaten Yun Jin, the child who said them started crying out of grievance. He raised his arms and wiped his tears vigorously from left to right, and the more he cried, the sadder he became.
Yun Mianmian completely confirmed that her mother didn't love her that much, and she couldn't stop crying for a while.
Until I saw through my tearful eyes that my mother turned around and walked out the door.
Yunmian’s crying stopped for a moment. She was a little afraid that her mother really didn’t love her anymore, so she wiped her tears and hurriedly followed.
As a result, I smelled the sweet scent of sweet potatoes right at the kitchen door.
Amid Yunmian's silly sobs, Yunjin opened the lid of the pot and carefully took out the sticky sweet potato porridge that had been simmering in the pot for a long time.
"What are you still standing there for?" She said to Yunmian with a smile, "Come in and have dinner. You play outside every day and don't even know how to go home when it gets dark. Aren't you afraid of being taken away by wild wolves in the mountains?"
Yunmian didn’t eat much at noon. She also climbed the mountain to pick persimmons in the afternoon. She was already hungry. She was so angry and aggrieved before that she didn’t feel how uncomfortable she was. But now the sweet and fragrant smell of sweet potato porridge has penetrated into her nose through the air...
So the well-known village bully in Zhaojiagou, Yun Mianmian, swallowed his saliva in a cowardly manner.
With tears still hanging on her eyelashes, she sat obediently at the small table, holding her small bowl, looking up at her mother with a smile on her face, looking like a well-behaved and pleasing little girl.
Yun Jin suppressed his laughter and rolled his eyes at her: "Eat quickly, how can you feel full just by looking at me?"
Yunmian looked down at the thick sweet potato porridge in her small bowl, licked her dry lips, scooped a spoonful with a spoon, blew it close to cool it down, then raised it up and carefully brought it to her mother's mouth.
"Mom, ah~" She opened her mouth slightly in anticipation.
Yun Jin was stunned, and after coming to her senses, she turned her head away and said vaguely: "Eat it yourself, Mom has already eaten it. This is the little left for you. If I eat it, what will you eat?"
But even though she said that, Yun Mian still insisted on feeding her that spoonful, otherwise she would keep her hand raised, and would not put it down even if she was tired and trembling slightly.
As stubborn as a little donkey.
Yun Jin was helpless against her daughter's stubbornness. After eating the porridge, she quickly sat back, took out needle and thread and cloth under the dim oil lamp, and squinted her eyes to sew with difficulty.
By the way, he urged Yunmian to finish her meal quickly before it got cold.
Yunmian didn't listen to her mother. Her mother sat a little far away, so she moved her stool next to her mother. Then she used a spoon to cut the soft and glutinous sweet potato in the bowl, ate a bite herself, and then insisted on feeding her mother a bite, otherwise she would pout and pretend crying.
Yun Jin was so annoyed by her daughter that she simply put down her needlework, reached out to hold the little girl in her arms, and fed her mouthful by mouthful from the bowl.
After her mother had cleared the dishes, Yunmian climbed out of the warm bed again, wearing only a single layer of clothes, and squeezed into her mother's arms, preventing her from continuing to sew clothes under the kerosene lamp.
Yun Jin was a little angry. Her daughter had never been so annoying before. She frowned and asked Yun Mian, "Mian Mian, what's wrong with you today? Mom is working. I have to do more so that I can have time to collect firewood and food tomorrow. Besides, Mom has to save money for your tuition. Can you just go to bed and don't disturb Mom from working?"
Under her stern gaze, Yunmian pursed her lips, reached out and hugged her tightly, buried herself in her mother's arms and said sullenly: "But Mianmian doesn't want Mom to suffer so much..."
"Mom, working at night is bad for your eyes. You won't be able to see the road anymore, and you won't be able to see Mianmian grow up."
Yunmian always remembered the plot given by the system uncle before, that her mother fell into a frozen river and died on a winter night.
Even though she acted calm and indifferent during the day, when she saw her mother squinting her eyes and struggling to thread the needle under the dim light, the panic of being destined to die already completely frightened the 5-year-old Yunmian.
She knew how simple and terrible death was, so she hoped that her mother could live a long and healthy life.
Yunmian reached out to touch her mother's eyes, then sadly leaned over and pressed her cheek against her mother's warm skin, humming and saying sadly, "Mom, Mianmian will be obedient, and Mom will listen to Mianmian too. Go to bed early to protect your eyes, okay?"
Yunjin blew out the lights and slept with her daughter in her arms all night.
As a result, the next day, she realized that her feelings of being touched last night and her trust that her daughter would be obedient in the future were all in vain.
"Yunmian!! If you don't explain clearly today how this chicken died, don't even think about leaving the house!" Yunjin pointed at the dead chicken on the ground, his hand holding the stick shaking with anger.
Yunmian squatted in front of the chicken, looked up and said softly: "Mom, don't be so angry, just listen to me slowly~"
The system was still squatting on the wall, watching Yunmian's daily suicide and struggle before death.
Yun Jin sneered and watched how her daughter was going to argue.
Under her mother's anger and the threat of the stick, Yunmian felt that her smart brain seemed to be a little bit unable to work. She smiled dryly and explained in a small voice: "I got up in the morning and wanted to help my mother feed the chickens. This chicken always pecked at other chickens. I tried to catch it, but... I accidentally crushed it to death."
Yunmian got up very early. It was late autumn and the Cold Dew was very heavy. The frost had not melted yet and the sky was no different from night.
It was difficult for those chickens to see in the dim environment, and Yun Mian was staring at that one. She accidentally tripped over a stone under her feet. She hit it, but the chicken couldn't see and wouldn't dodge, so... she gave her mother a big surprise early in the morning.
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