Wu Huixiang was furious and said, "You heartless cripple, when we were little, I once gave you half a steamed bun. If I had known this would happen, I would have fed it to the dogs instead of giving it to you."
Qin Huai: “…” You are in your sixties, can you please stop acting like a kid playing house?
"If you have the ability in the future, don't ask us for help." Wu Huixiang was still angry. She walked a few steps angrily and turned back to say something.
Qin Huai said, "I definitely won't look for her. Don't worry."
Early the next morning, most of the able-bodied men and women in the village went out to work on the river. Qin Huai stood in the crowd to see them off, looking at their pitiful luggage. Many people had no bedding and had to share one with several people, but no one seemed to feel how hard it was, and there was not much sadness when they said goodbye.
Qin Huai couldn't help but think of a sentence: "If I had never seen the sun, I could have endured the darkness." If his poems had not been recognized, he would have had to leave his two younger sisters at home and follow these people to run for their lives.
I'm afraid he wouldn't have the same optimistic attitude as these people at that time.
Fortunately, I waded through a bloody path and reached the shore.
Now that he had money, he didn't have to worry about spending it. Qin Huai spent 15 yuan to buy new quilts and bedding for the three people, and also got a bed and quilt for the old man. This winter, the house didn't leak, and with the bed and quilt, they could barely eat and dress warmly, and their lives were getting better little by little.
When Qin Xiaomi and Qin Xiaoyun first covered themselves with the new quilt, they said, "It's so comfortable, it's like sleeping on a cloud."
The old man hid for a few days. When he saw Qin Huai again, he looked a little unnatural. Qin Huai said, "Grandpa, don't blame me. Every family has a hard time. Let's take care of ourselves."
As he said this, he placed the quilt on the old man's bed. The old man said, "Why are you giving me these? I'm already buried up to my neck in the dirt. It's a waste of money."
Qin Huai said, "We must live every day well. Without you, the three of us would have been rotten to ashes. I will always remember all the kindness you have shown us."
The old man sighed, and Qin Huai said, "Grandpa, there are a lot of trees on the mountain. I want you to help me make some beds before it gets too cold. Lying on wooden planks every day and falling down at any time is not a life for a human being."
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