Xueqin left home
Qin Gang cried in his mother's arms, struggling with his hands for his sister, but Wang Xueqin held him tightly. Qin Ling's hands were held tightly by Chen Xiulian. She did not dare to struggle much. She just called out to her brother with tears streaming down her face. They were clearly very close, yet it seemed as if there was a chasm between them.
Qin Ling turned to Chen Xiulian and begged: "Grandma, I will just hug Gangzi. I won't go with mom. I really won't go. Please believe me, grandma..."
Chen Xiulian looked at her granddaughter's eyes, which were swollen like walnuts, and relaxed her grip.
Qin Ling took the opportunity to break free from her restraints and threw herself in front of her mother. Qin Gang broke free from his mother's arms, and the two siblings hugged each other tightly and cried loudly. Wang Xueqin also squatted down and hugged her two children, and the three of them cried together.
Chen Xiulian turned around, lifted her clothes and wiped her tears, cursing in a low voice: "No one is worry-free, a good family..."
There is no good home anymore...
The sun is setting. Chen Xiu Lian stood at the edge of the yard with Qin Ling, with a wooden face, watching Wang Xueqin, who was carrying a bag and holding Qin Gang in her arms, gradually go away. The figures of mother and son looked sad and insignificant in the bloody setting sun.
She just watched the mother and son disappear before her eyes.
She wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing and just held her granddaughter's hand tightly.
*
Uncle Qin was working in the fields when Li Jianshe's father came over from the ridge and said, "I just saw Wenqing's wife crying and walking away with your grandson in her arms. Why don't you go back and see if everything is alright?"
When Uncle Qin heard this, he picked up his hoe and rushed home.
He came back from the field in a hurry, and when he saw Chen Xiulian, he started to scold her: "Jianshe's father said that Xueqin left and took Gangzi with her. How come you were guarding the house at home every day, how could you let Gangzi take away..."
Chen Xiulian didn't want to argue with him: "If she wants to leave, how can I stop her? If she wants to leave, then go ahead."
"If you want to leave, just leave. You say it's easy, but are you leaving alone? She's taking away the roots of our Qin family..." Uncle Qin wanted to shake the old woman's head awake. She was so smart on weekdays, why was she saying such stupid things today?
Chen Xiulian said angrily, "You know nothing. Xueqin and Wenqing can't live together anymore, and divorce is a matter of time. When the time comes, both children will be left at home, so how can Wenqing marry a wife? Who would want to bring two burdens with him?"
Uncle Qin said angrily, "Why don't you take Lingling away? Gangzi is the root of our Qin family. How can you bear to let her go when you love her so much? What if Xueqin marries someone else and changes Gangzi's surname?"
Chen Xiulian rolled her eyes: "Root, root, root, is this the only root in your Qin family? You are the only one who loves your grandson, and I have raised him for five years. Don't I love him? How can the love I have for him compare to Wenqing's future? Wenqing is only so old. When he gets married, he can give birth to as many roots as you want..."
Qin Wenqing walked in at this moment.
"Wenqing, when will you ..."
Uncle Qin had just finished speaking when he was interrupted by Chen Xiulian's rapid-fire barrage:
"Wenqing, what were you doing just now? As soon as you came back, Xueqin packed her things and wanted to take the child away. I was so slow that I couldn't stop her, so I dragged Lingling down with me. What do you think we should do..."
Uncle Qin glanced at his wife and said hurriedly, "Wenqing, it's good that you're back. Go and get Gangzi back. Our Qin roots can't be left with outsiders..."
Qin Ling huddled in the chair, twisted her hands, and looked at her father nervously and expectantly.
Qin Wenqing listened to his parents' words with a blank expression: "Oh, we've already left, let's talk about it later..."
Qin Ling lowered her head in disappointment, huddled on the stool with her legs hugged, tears dripping down her trouser legs.
Uncle Qin disagreed: "That's your own child, your only child. You've raised him for five years and you don't have any feelings for him? How can you say that? It's not too late to go after him now..."
Qin Wenqing remained noncommittal: "Who knows if they are close or not..."
Uncle Qin was dumbfounded...
*
When Hu Yufeng came back from setting up her stall today, she saw that her wife and mother looked depressed.
A few years ago, I would have been accustomed to her expression. But after getting used to seeing her smiling face over the past year, I suddenly realized that this expression looked very wrong.
She couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's wrong with you? You're staying at home. What's wrong?"
It would have been fine if I hadn't asked, but as soon as I did, my wife and mother burst into tears: "Xueqin left, and took Xiaogang away with her..."
Hu Yufeng: Ah? ?
She hurriedly asked, "When did it happen? Wasn't he fine this morning?"
"At noon, Wenqing came back, and somehow the mother and son left..."
Qin Wenli was surprised and asked, "Wenqing was released? I'll go check it out later..."
Hu Yufeng wondered: Given Chen Xiulian's personality, it was impossible for Qin Gang to be taken away by Wang Xueqin, not to mention that Qin Wenqing was also there. She asked the old lady a few more questions, but unfortunately, she didn't know any more information.
Qin Wenli went out and went to Qin Wenzhen's house first. Qin Wenzhen came back from the field and heard what Li Lanhua said. He was about to go up when he saw the two brothers walking together.
Before the two entered the room, they heard a quarrel in the house.
Qin Wenzheng frowned: "What is Wenqing arguing about again after he just came back?"
The room fell silent upon hearing this.
As soon as the two entered, they saw smoke everywhere. Qin Wenzheng turned around and put up the door curtain, looking at his father disapprovingly: "Smoke less, it's not good for your health. Look, this room is full of smoke..."
Qin Wenqing leaned on the chair with his legs crossed and didn't look at anyone. Qin Wenli asked, "Wenqing came back today?"
Qin Wenqing sat still after hearing this. He turned his head to look at them and nodded slightly: "You are here, sit down..."
Qin Wenli and the other man sat down on the kang, and Qin Wenzheng asked again, "What did the police say? They let you go, so this matter is over, right?"
Perhaps because he still had some prestige as his brother, Qin Wenzheng's attitude slightly straightened out: "It's over. The knife was Wang Hong's. I said it was self-defense."
Qin Wenzhen breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. It was almost as he expected. Wen Qing’s matter was settled.
Thinking of another thing, he looked at Qin Wenqing and asked, "I heard that Xueqin took Gangzi back to her parents' home?"
Before Qin Wenqing could respond, Uncle Qin spoke first: "She is leaving today... Just go, if she doesn't want to go with Wenqing, there are many who are willing to go..."
Qin Wen Zheng: "Dad, what are you talking about? When did Xueqin say that she didn't want to live with Wenqing anymore? Isn't she going back to her parents' home now? Anyway, the Wenqing incident is over. Let her stay at her parents' home for a few days and then we can go and pick her up..."
He turned to look at Qin Wen Zheng and said, "Although Xueqin was also at fault in this matter, the main fault is not hers. She has been worried these days. Why don't you let her relax at her parents' home? I will accompany you to pick her up in a few days."
Chen Xiulian was unhappy when she heard this: "How can it be that it is not her fault? If she hadn't been fooling around, this wouldn't have happened. Why keep it? If you want to break up, just break up completely. Wenqing can't get married without her? There's no way she can delay Wenqing..."
Qin Wenzhen frowned tightly, "Mom, what's going on between you and my dad? Don't you know our own business? Besides, she's the mother of your grandson! There are many pitiful children without mothers in our team. You broke up this family, and you're happy to see your grandson without a mother?"
Chen Xiulian's lips trembled as she pointed at Qin Wenzheng: "Okay, okay, blame me, right... Oh, God, why don't you take me away? What kind of life am I in..."
Seeing his mother crying and making a fuss, Qin Wenzhen frowned and then relaxed his brows. He endured it for a while before saying, "Cry, cry for whatever you want to say. If you keep doing this, I won't care about anything that happens at home in the future..."
Chen Xiulian's wailing suddenly dropped eight beats.
After stunt his mother, Qin Wenzheng turned around and stared at Qin Wenqing: "Wenqing, don't worry about what your parents say, just tell me what you think."
After a long while, Qin Wenqing said slowly: "Let's talk about it later..."
Qin Wen was so angry that he almost fell backwards.
After trying for a long time, he said "It's up to you!" and slammed the door and left.
Qin Wenli, who had been acting as an invisible man, quickly caught up.
When they were far away from the courtyard, Qin Wenli hesitated for several times before speaking: "Brother Wenzheng, you and Wenli are brothers, so there are some things I shouldn't say..."
Qin Wenzhen interrupted him angrily and said, "Why are you talking nonsense? We have few brothers in our family. I have watched you grow up since you were young. In my heart, you two are relatives, no matter how close you are."
Qin Wenli smiled and said:
"Don't be angry and blame me for talking nonsense. I'll be frank. I think Auntie and Wen Qing may have other plans for Xueqin. I know you feel sorry for the two children, but if they don't tell you everything, it's useless for you to worry. You might as well wait and see..."
Qin Wen Zheng was silent for a long time before he spoke: "I understand. After all, they are relatives... Oh, forget it, let them be..." His tone was quite disheartened.
Qin Wenli didn't know how to comfort him for a moment, and all he could hear was the sound of heavy footsteps.
After saying goodbye to Qin Wenzhen, Qin Wenli opened the door and saw the family waiting for him to eat at the table.
As soon as we entered Xia Laoqin's house, we set up a square table under the crabapple tree. Except when it rained, we had three meals a day in the yard.
At this time, the two children were playing on the stools, and Hu Yufeng was sitting at the top, looking at them with a loving smile. The old lady looked dark and a little melancholy. Yang Xiu lowered his head and said something to her. Qin Shengtian was bored and holding an unlit cigarette.
He suddenly felt a little dazed. The family was so busy every day that he didn't even notice when the whole family could sit at the table and eat together.
Xizi was looking at the door, and when he saw him come in, he shouted happily, "My brother Wenli is back, can Auntie eat now?"
Hu Yufeng rolled her eyes at Xizi: "All you do is eat all day. How come you don't gain some weight when you eat so much? When you go back, your mother will think I'm abusing you..."
Xizi smiled and said, "Then I'll eat one more bowl to see if I can gain weight..."
Yang Xiu and the others all laughed.
Qin Wenli looked at the warm scene in front of him and smiled. His bad mood at Uncle Qin's house was relieved a lot...
As soon as he sat down, Xizi and Qin Shengtian couldn't wait to pick up their bowls and start eating.
Yang Xiu couldn't help being curious and asked, "Did Auntie really let Xueqin take Gangzi away?"
Qin Wenli didn't want to talk about that rubbish while eating, so he just said, "Let's talk about it after dinner. It will affect people's appetite..."
Yang Xiu shut up after hearing that and became more curious.
After dinner, Yang Xiu and Xizi quickly washed the pot, brought benches and placed them in the yard, then looked at Qin Wenli expectantly.
Qin Wenli found it funny, but it wasn't funny at all when he mentioned Qin Wenqing. He tried to narrate the story objectively.
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