"Zhiwei started cooking for our family when he was only three years old. He was not even as tall as the stove and had to stand on a stool to reach it. He almost fell into the pot several times. Who would let such a young child do the cooking?"
"When he was five, he was responsible for washing the family's clothes. In the middle of winter, his hands were frozen red. What parent would do that?"
"At the age of eight, I started working in the fields, planting, fertilizing, watering, and picking corn. The autumn heat was so severe that my arms were scratched by the corn leaves in the cornfield. The sweat seeped in and it was excruciatingly painful."
"When there's meat at home, he never gets his share. He eats the least and does the most work, but he never complains. But I can't. I feel bad for my man."
Li Zhiwei's eyes turned red, he held Zhu Hehua's hand, his voice choked with sobs: "Hehua~"
Luo Ruying felt a little uncomfortable, but she forced herself to retort: "Every family is like this. Children from poor families have to take on responsibilities early. Everyone has gone through this."
As soon as these words came out.
Before Zhu Hehua could say anything, passers-by couldn't stand it anymore.
"Don't talk nonsense. I can't bear to see my 3-year-old child cook for the whole family. If such a young child gets burned, not only will he suffer, but he will also have to spend extra money."
"Exactly. Not to mention my son, I didn't even start asking my daughter to run errands or bring me meals until she was six years old."
"Who said it wasn't?"
"Who's like their family? Don't drag us into your own problems."
"What kind of life has Zhiwei led? We've all seen her grow up, and she hasn't lost her memory. What's the point of her lying with her eyes open?"
Some of the newly married wives in the brigade really didn't know about it and asked in surprise, "Is this true?"
"Li Zhiwei is a bit pitiful."
“…”
"Absolutely true."
"How could it be false?"
"Let me tell you..."
“…”
Zhu Hehua's face turned pale and blue.
She complained in her heart: "Who is this person? He has always been against me. I remember everything. Just wait and see!"
Zhu Hehua took a deep breath and questioned word by word, "What I want to ask you most is, why did you let him work on the road and not give him a single bite to eat? Did you deliberately want to starve him to death or exhaust him to death?"
As soon as these words came out.
Luo Ruying's face was stiff.
Li Zhiwei held Zhu Hehua's hand tightly. He seemed expressionless, but in fact his eyes were staring at her closely.
"I, I..." She hesitated for a while, and suddenly looked at Zhu Hehua fiercely: "I just forgot. Zhiwei is my own flesh and blood. How can I watch him die?"
"snort!"
"I was wondering why Zhiwei was becoming increasingly cold towards me. It must be you, a little bitch, who was stirring up trouble behind the scenes."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Li Zhiwei with a look of deep sorrow and anguish: "Zhiwei, don't be fooled by her!"
Ever since he heard Luo Ruying's casual "forgot", the last glimmer of light in his eyes disappeared.
How could he forget something that was related to his life?
hehe.
Facing Luo Ruying's gaze, he spoke word by word: "I can tell who treats me well and who treats me badly. He Hua is devoted to me."
Luo Ruying's face turned pale.
"You unfilial son..."
"Mom, if you have nothing else to do, please go back first. Don't force me to sharpen the knife at your doorstep at night."
Luo Ruying's pupils dilated: "You..."
Sharpening the knife?
Is this woman going crazy again?!
Song Beibei's eyes lit up: "A recurrence of the plot? Aunt Luo, don't give in, I love watching it."
The others also looked expectant.
Unfortunately, to everyone's disappointment, Luo Ruying did not fight back, but instead said something harsh: "I gave birth to a son in vain."
Then, he turned and strode away.
This back view seems to be a sense of fleeing in panic.
Zhu Hehua took Li Zhiwei's hand and went back to the house. Seeing that there was nothing exciting to watch, everyone dispersed.
soon.
There was no one around Song Beibei, and she was the only one standing there all alone.
She was in a dilemma.
"Should I go or not?"
At this time.
Zhu Hehua came out again, saw her, and waved: "Xiao Song, you're here? Come here quickly."
Song Beibei stepped forward and called out sweetly, "Sister Hehua."
Zhu Hehua's expression was calm, as if nothing had happened. She pointed at the stove and said with a smile, "I have something to do and can't leave. Could you please scoop some hot water and wash the piglets?"
Song Beibei's eyes lit up: "No problem."
She came here just for the little piglets. By giving them a bath, wouldn't it be possible for her to play with each of them carefully?
Hehehehe.
Zhu Hehua's smile widened: "Okay, let me tell you something to be careful of..."
Song Beibei listened carefully.
After listening, she nodded seriously: "I remember everything."
"Then I'll go."
"Um."
She added a bucket of water and tested the temperature with her hand; it was neither hot nor cold.
Bathing is not just a simple bath.
After cleaning, the baby pigs need to have their teeth clipped, their noses sprayed, and their tails docked.
certainly.
She just needs to snort.
She doesn't know how to do the two technical jobs of cutting teeth and tails, and Zhu Hehua doesn't dare to let her do it.
Teeth need to be trimmed to one-third of the way through. If the baby pig's teeth bleed, it will easily become inflamed and affect the baby's health.
Tail docking also leaves one-third of the length to prevent pigs from biting each other's tails, causing infection, and also to increase weight.
The nasal spray is a vaccine that needs to be injected through the nose.
Picking up the bucket and walking towards the pigpen, she couldn't help but sigh, "Raising pigs is a very sophisticated skill."
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