Hetou Village did not have a good New Year.
In previous years, when the weather was good, the village was divided into several strongholds, and at each point there were several groups of people drinking tea and eating pumpkin seeds together.
But something big happened on the first day of the new year this year, and the whole village was depressed, especially the families with children. The parents gave them countless instructions and warnings, and they almost wanted to lock their children up at home and not let them go out.
The burned child is still in the hospital. This is only a brief period of peace. We can only deal with this matter when he is discharged from the hospital and goes home, and when his mother and father are free.
Xiaohua was beaten and scolded, and he really knew he was wrong.
The other children were also punished, and this incident left a shadow in the hearts of all the children.
Xiaohua had nightmares for several days. In his dreams, the fire was burning so fiercely that he tried to shout for help but couldn't make a sound. He watched his little friend fall down and turn into a pile of ashes.
Qiuhua came out to drink water in the middle of the night and heard faint crying sounds from Xiaohua's room. She felt bad.
She pushed the door open and the crying stopped immediately.
"Xiaohua, it's my elder sister."
"...Sister..." He lifted the quilt covering him. His hair and eyebrows were wet from crying, and were stuck to his face in a mess.
Qiuhua stepped out, wrung out a hot towel, and helped him wipe his face clean.
"Sister, is his face burned?"
She was stunned and had no idea how to answer. She tried to deflect the question by wiping his neck.
"Sister...his face is ruined!" Xiaohua started to cry again, feeling extremely regretful.
I regret why I went out that day, why I went out to play with them, why I played with firecrackers...
"Xiaohua, don't cry, maybe it will be okay."
"Sister, I know, it's not good. I saw his face the other day, it was all burnt black...
Sister, I regret it, I know I was wrong, Sister..."
Qiuhua hugged Xiaohua, her heart was in pain. Things had already happened and there was no use regretting it, but at least Xiaohua still knew how to regret.
Later, Sun Ada heard about this and came to visit immediately.
Xiaohua heard the sound of a tractor from a distance and was startled. He thought that maybe his godfather had come, and he felt a little relieved.
Sun Ada parked the tractor. In the past, Xiaohua would have come out by this time, but today there was no trace of him. His heart sank suddenly.
"Brother, Xiaohua, are you all here?"
Hearing the sound, everyone came out. Sun Ada looked at Xiaohua. His little face was lifeless, which made people feel distressed.
"Ada, why are you here?" Mom went to pour some water.
"Sister-in-law, please don't be busy. I heard about what happened a few days ago. I was really worried about you, so I came to take a look."
When Xiaohua heard that his godfather came because of the trouble he had caused, his heart ached and his eyes became red again.
Seeing this usually tough kid become like this, Sun Ada felt uncomfortable.
"Oh, the little monkey has caused big trouble!" Liang Genfa became anxious when he mentioned this.
"Brother, he's just a child. Besides, it wasn't Dahua who threw the firecrackers."
"You've been speaking up for him. His face is burnt and he's in the hospital. I can't repay this debt by beating or scolding him."
Sun Ada paused. Liang Genfa was right. He then asked, "What are you going to do next, brother?"
"When they come back, we'll go and apologize.
Beating and scolding are the least of their worries. Now that things have come to this, I will pay them whatever they want."
Sun Ada nodded. Although money is not omnipotent, what else can he do besides paying compensation at this time? He couldn't burn the other children's faces as well, could he?
The other people in the family were listening and no one raised any objections. In such important matters, Dad always had unquestionable authority.
"I'll also be included in the compensation when the time comes."
Sun Ada hugged Xiaohua in his arms. He really loved this child.
"How can this be possible!" Liang Genfa waved his hands repeatedly.
"Xiaohua is also my son, and I have a part in this matter. Brother, please don't push it away. There are only two of us, why do we need money?
Give more compensation to the child and less sin."
Xiaohua looked up at Sun Ada, tears welling up in her eyes. When she could no longer hold them back, they flowed down from both sides of her eyes.
Sun Ada wiped his tears and said, "Good boy, don't cry. Everyone makes mistakes when they are young. If we make a mistake, we should make amends.
However, you must remember this time and the injury that child suffered.
You must be more sensible in the future."
Xiaohua nodded desperately and kept wiping his tears with the back of his hand. Liang Genfa could only sigh at the look on his face.
The child finally remembered it this time.
About half a month later, the burned child came back from the hospital. The skin on his face and hands was burned, and the new skin that grew out was tender, red, and uneven, which looked scary.
Several families brought their children to the door to confess their crimes with a sincere attitude that day. The children's mother cried and scolded for a while, but finally understood the fact that beating and scolding could not solve the problem.
Finally, the families discussed it and paid a large sum of money to settle the matter.
From then on, this incident became a thorn in Xiaohua's side, and he grew up overnight.
For a long time he didn't dare to walk past the child's house. He was afraid to see his face, and self-blame kept lingering in his heart.
The child's face was ruined, so he simply didn't go to school. In those days, children with good looks couldn't go to school because no one had any enthusiasm for studying.
One day after school, Xiaohua saw several children gathered together before he even reached the village entrance. They were cursing, "Ugly, monsters!"
He hurried forward, only to see his former follower squatting on the ground being bullied.
"All of you get out of here!"
Xiaohua was tall and strong, and he pushed the two older children to the ground. They exchanged glances and ran away.
"Brother, thank you..."
These three words stung him deeply. Xiaohua brushed the dirt off him and said, "Why did you let them scold you?"
"I can't scold them."
"Then run!"
"They surrounded me and I couldn't get away."
Xiaohua looked at that frightening face. Fear and self-blame surged like a tide, strangling his throat. He felt like he was about to suffocate.
"Brother, now that I'm like this, no one wants to play with me anymore. Why don't you want to play with me?"
Xiaohua didn't dare to answer. His eyes were filled with tears. He turned around and walked towards the village.
"Brother, slow down. I can't catch up with you."
He seemed not to hear and continued walking forward. Perhaps he was walking too fast, the wind blew into his eyes and tears were swept out.
"Brother, I don't blame you. You even helped me put out the fire. You saved me."
"Wow--"
Xiaohua finally burst into tears, and in an instant all the sadness and guilt burst out from his tender and thin body.
"How can you be so stupid? Look at your face, it's ruined, and you're still thanking me. Why don't you just hit me until you're satisfied?"
"Brother, I won't hit you, just play with me."
On this day, two children were crying their hearts out at the entrance of the village.
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