After breakfast, the family was busy giving holiday gifts to Qin Mingyi, Mr. Chen, Master Cen, Nanny Sun, Captain Zhao, Li Tian, ​​as well as various acquaintances and colleagues.

A Yuan and Zhao Ru agreed to go and sincerely apologize to Master Cen and Madam Sun on this day.

As expected, he was beaten again.

Master Cen suspected that they wanted to use the festival to get away with it, so he tested the situation with a few words and then beat them even more harshly, especially towards Yuan who came up with a bad idea to harm others and himself.

The two not very bright children, holding up their red and swollen little hands, cried even more stupidly and were taken away by their respective parents.

The fathers of both of them had similar expressions of gloating on their faces. It was obvious that they had guessed their fate, but they didn't want to warn them at all.

The crying child didn't notice it, but Mrs. Li and Mrs. Zhao saw it clearly and gave their husbands a cold look.

Some of them don't want to pay attention to these people, they just want to watch their daughters have fun.

However, they all had no objection to the teacher's discipline of his daughter. Li even reprimanded Yuan a few words, while Mrs. Zhao coaxed Zhao Ru a few words out of pity.

But festivals always make children happy. Yuan is a child who dares to admit his mistakes. After reflecting on it, he did not indulge in sadness because of being beaten or scolded. Soon he became happy again and rushed out to play.

Old Mrs. Yang and the adults thought of a way to get the sledgehammer open and prepare to send the gold back to Daxi Village one by one, so as to avoid sending too much at once and arousing suspicion later.

I only plan to leave a little for my family.

The money that Fubao found from the land in Daxi Village with other people's luck should be used on the people of Daxi Village.

Whether it is building a school or repairing an ancestral hall, after all this effort, everyone should benefit from it.

It doesn't matter if the stolen luck is filled with her life, it's best to fill it up.

However, when we think of those people in the village who suffered the same misfortune, we are still quite worried, and we are afraid that our luck may never be reversed.

But losing Fubao is a good thing after all!

The family finally had a happy holiday.

They went crazy from day to night, the adults were all a little drunk and the children all looked sleepy.

It was late at night and everyone was asleep.

Ah Yuan quietly went to a room and whispered in Fu Erbai's ear:

"Second Uncle, Happy New Year's Day. How are you doing?"

A Yuan patted the newly built kang. It was damp even through the quilt; the yellow mud had not completely dried yet.

Ah Yuan leaned over and whispered in Fu Erbai's ear:

"You have someone to accompany you today!

Although we don't like to talk to you, she will always be with you. Your house is full of your daughter, and it can be considered a family reunion.

Grandma hammered it for a long time, and no one could tell what it was.

Grandpa put a lot of effort into it and renovated many places in the house.

She ran back and forth many times. Grandpa had never been so diligent before, and no one knew where she was.

But I know that my grandparents can hide it from others, but not from me.

They are all in your house, so you don't have to worry about no one being with you.

I’m afraid my second aunt can’t be found, but no one misses her either.

I forgot to tell you that after the festival, my family will send my fifth and sixth brothers to school.

My family wants to ask Mr. Chen to change my eldest brother's and his family's names. After all, "Zhaomei" sounds too ugly, right?

Everyone thinks that having a boy or a girl is a blessing and there is no need to be obsessed with it.

Besides, the brothers are all very smart and good-looking, it’s a pity that it’s not because of you.

You haven't seen your brother and the others for a long time, right?

They have all grown taller and better looking, and have gained a lot of weight.

My family knows that my big brother and his family are the best children, so they don’t want them to see you and recall those sad memories, but you deserve it..."

In the dark room with only the cold moonlight shining in through the window, Yuan was chatting with his elders.

She really couldn't be as obedient as before, or maybe the bad nature in her bones took root and grew up silently.

In fact, no one in the family is the same anymore.

It’s just that Yuan is a fool... She just can’t learn to pretend nothing happened after something happens.

The most terrible punishment for Fu Erbai is not to lie here disabled and mute, but that everything has nothing to do with him.

But the family members gradually became too lazy to talk to him, but Yuan would sneak in from time to time in the dead of night.

I told him over and over again, word by word, the things he had missed, the mistakes he had made, and the consequences that he knew and didn't know.

It took a long time to torture him slowly, and used words to make his suffering more and more severe day by day.

He was hoping someone would talk to him, but he was afraid that it would be Yuan who was talking to him.

Fu Erbai made a "huh, huh" sound from his throat and twisted his body hard like a maggot.

I wanted her to go away, but I couldn't say anything.

Yuan laughed and took out a squeaking thing from his pouch. He tied it with a rope to prevent it from biting him, but let it crawl over his face and body over and over again.

And by the way, ask her if the feeling of that thing crawling onto his face was the same as she had felt before.

Fu Erbai just felt trembling with fear. Once a person is in a weak position and can do nothing about anything, even the things that he was not afraid of before become scary.

By the time A Yuan felt sleepy and walked out slowly, Fu Erbai was already covered in cold sweat and could not make any sound.

A Yuan took out a piece of snack and gave it to the thing, untied the rope and let it go, washed his hands, walked briskly back to the house, crawled into the cold bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

Niu Wa and his friends had to go back to school the day after New Year's Day. Fu Dabai and Fu Sanbai also had to go to the government office, so the family went to the shop.

Yuan can still play for two more days.

So she decided to go see Sister Li, and as usual, her grandfather Lao Futou took her there.

A Yuan saw a few beggars on the road. He hesitated and felt his pocket, took out some money, bought buns for them, ate one himself, and also treated his grandfather to one.

Lao Futou squinted at her, took the bun without hesitation and ate it all.

Wiping his mouth, he looked at his granddaughter who had a good appetite and sighed:

“Why not send steamed buns?”

A Yuan didn't even raise his head:

"It's a holiday, the buns taste even better!"

“Oh~”

Lao Futou responded in a roundabout way, and after a while he asked curiously:

"You always eat so much, why aren't you growing taller?"

Yuan: ...

"It's the same if I grow fat first. I just haven't grown tall enough yet!"

Yuan really doesn't like to hear such sad things.

Old Futou asked tentatively:

"Could it be that I'm thinking too much and suppressing it?"

Yuan's mouth was still greasy. He paused for a moment while chewing, but he didn't look up. He took a bite of the bun and asked vaguely:

"What?"

Old Futou tells other people's stories just like he does:

"Recently, an old man has fallen in love with the toilet in the middle of the night. Sometimes he sees a sneaky little girl, and she plays with mice!"

A Yuan lowered his head and ate the bun silently.

Old Futou preached again:

“There was an old man who found that a little girl was particularly generous, so he would secretly use his pocket money to buy steamed buns and give them to beggars!

I wonder when did this kindness start? "

A Yuan stuffed the bun into her mouth, so she lowered her head to chew and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, looking very busy.

Lao Futou: "Why is the little girl ignoring people?

Are you embarrassed?

If the old man said that he had secretly beaten and scolded someone for several days, would she feel better? "

A Yuan looked at his grandfather in surprise.

The old man put his hands behind his back and winked at her:

"Your grandmother, parents, uncles, and aunts would also secretly bully someone, spit at him, and call him a few ugly words."

Yuan: “…Is this correct?”

"Of course not, that's why we don't do that anymore."

Old Futou denied it, but then said,

"I know it's wrong, but I just can't help it. I hate him so much when I see him. My teeth itch."

"Elders and peers can do it, but juniors shouldn't." A Yuan lowered his head, kicked one stone after another, and walked forward sullenly.

The old man followed behind her calmly:

“Some elders are not considered elders, and there are some things that you cannot say are wrong when you do them.

But it shouldn’t be done…”

Yuan knew very well that he shouldn't do that.

Old Futou slowly uttered the second half of the sentence:

"It's not for him, but for myself. It's okay to have some bad thoughts, and sometimes I can even do a little bit, but I shouldn't do more.

If you indulge yourself for a moment and then regret it later, and feel uncomfortable when you think about it, what should you do?

At this age, I still regret something I said I would never regret..."

A Yuan looked up at him, but no emotion could be seen in the old man's dead fish eyes.

Yuan asked, "Does anyone else know?"

The old man sucked his teeth and asked her:

"Why do you still want to kill that old man?"

Yuan: ...

"You must have been reading the storybook secretly, or you were secretly listening to stories or operas," Yuan said affirmatively, but did not respond to Lao Futou's remark.

Lao Futou shook his head, feeling that teaching children was indeed a difficult thing!

It's impossible for a child in the family to grow up so straight for no reason.

Even someone like Yuan who is easy to worry about can cause big trouble if you're not careful.

Although Yuan didn't ask, Lao Futou still said:

"Although the little girl is not very obedient, the old man will not tell anyone else."

Yuan's shoulders obviously relaxed a little.

Old Futou was getting more and more worried: What should I do? Should I find a master to convert her? If I chant sutras to her, will she get angry and smash the wooden fish?

But how can we really manage it?

You say she is not kind, but she still gives steamed buns to beggars.

You say she is kind, but she even played tricks on her second uncle, the very thing she was afraid of before!

You say she is wrong, but what's right or wrong about someone like Fu Laoer?

You say she is right, but she knows she is wrong, so she does good things behind the scenes to make herself feel better.

Lao Futou was really worried. Why did he go to the toilet in the middle of the night? What if he peed on the kang? The worst that could happen was that he would be beaten to death by his wife!

It’s better than being so confused now. He really doesn’t know how to take care of children!

And Yuan, who needed some care, was stuck in a rut and didn't move.

Although there was no further movement, no one knew whether she came out or not.

Lao Futou waited and waited, day after day, but A Yuan never said anything to him.

Seeing that New Year's Eve is approaching, A Yuan still... has no reaction, just as if Lao Futou's daily midnight lurking is just the madness of an old man.

Lao Futou: ...What does she learn every day? Even a person who is sharpening a piece of iron wouldn't be so patient!

She is still a child! What does she want to do?! Let the rat bite her uncle to death?

Lao Futou and the others were all getting irritated, thinking that Yuan was planning something big.

In fact, A Yuan was indeed planning a big move, but it was not a big move just for her.

Instead, it embodies the joint efforts and strength of many individuals!

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