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At 2:30 in the morning, Grandpa Bi Fu couldn't sleep.
He stared at the shabby kang cabinet next to him, where the money was hidden.
His eldest granddaughter and grandson said to him, "Grandpa, wait for us to get some sleep. We are so sleepy. When we wake up, we will go to the hospital."
It turns out that he came back so late just because of his useless grandfather.
Old woman, I want to die quickly, but I also want to live well. Do you understand?
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This summer, Bi Tiegang sat on the threshold of his house, smoking his pipe one after another, as if he were hearing his eldest son Bi Cheng's words echoing in his ears:
"Dad, my sister is indeed a tutor, from 6pm to 8:30pm every day. The money we used to make from our small business was her tutoring fee.
My sister and I started by selling fried dough sticks and twisted dough sticks. We spent some money on rent, oil and flour. I also sold popsicles for a few days. We are quite capable, haha.
My sister also said that when grandpa gets better, she will let you go to Kyoto too. The situation is different now, we can leave at any time!
Think about this, Dad, do you have a goal? Anyway, we both have a goal. Just for this, during the holidays, I went to Moscow with my sister. It was right to listen to her!
We didn't have enough money, so my sister's classmate lent us a few hundred. It was quite helpful! We sold all four hundred pieces of clothing wholesale in Moscow! Look, if we can earn this much, good things are really coming to our family!
Until now, Bi Tiegang's hands are still shaking.
Just now, he used these trembling hands to open the wardrobe and hide the money.
Children from poor families have to grow up early, but it also shows that his father is really incompetent. Especially since his eldest daughter has achieved success without any complaints.
It turns out that the girl is slow-tempered and seems afraid of getting tired if she says a few more words.
******** was just studying and walking around the village. If anyone talked to her for a few more words, her face would turn red and her face would get hot. I asked Ni'er and asked her to be more generous, but she said she was tired of talking too much.
Bi Tiegang found it hard to imagine what the scene would be like when Bi Yue was noisily soliciting customers.
The two college students who were close to him traveled thousands of miles abroad to sell clothes.
He knows his own children well enough, and they are not very capable. For the sake of this family, and since he cannot rely on his lame father, these two honest children actually dare to start a small business!
Bi Tiegang took two deep puffs of his pipe. In the smoke, something crystal clear in his eyes was dripping into his heart.
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Liu Yafang, her mother, was gently waving a palm-leaf fan. She seemed not to feel the soreness in her hands. She repeated it over and over again, wanting her eldest daughter to sleep more soundly and drive away all the heat.
Liu Yafang tucked Bi Yue's hair with her calloused index finger. Thinking of the only sentence Bi Yue said from the moment she met her until she fell into a daze and fell asleep, her heart ached as if it was being stabbed.
"I'm not tired, I'm fine. Oh, what's with that expression on your face? It's like you've picked up money."
My daughter lied, and then all the quiet children learned to lie.
My eldest daughter used to have a small round face, but now she has a pointed chin. She keeps twitching even in her sleep, unable to sleep soundly, and keeps kicking.
The child must be exhausted!
While attending school, she also has to think about how to make money, and has to get up early every day. While other children have a rest during the holidays, her two children used to go back to the village to help with farm work, but now they sell breakfast and take the train, which takes half a month.
Liu Yafang couldn't imagine how much suffering her children would suffer to earn that little money. She knew that as a mother, she didn't dare to ask or think about it.
There was a moment when I even felt that it was a mistake for her to have children. All three of them were born in her belly. Living with such a family is tiring.
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Grandpa, father, mother, everyone had a look of heartache and sadness in their eyes as they heard Bi Cheng's snoring and Bi Yue's sleeping posture where she was too lazy to even turn over.
Three adults, sleepless night.
Bi Cheng and Bi Chen squeezed onto the temporary wooden bed in the big house and slept soundly.
There was a plastic bag on the cement floor, with half a chicken neatly placed in the bag without any meat removed.
Bi Yue was lying on the old man's left side, without even having time to put down a mattress. She fell asleep while Bi Cheng was telling her story.
Bi Yue originally planned to straighten her back and lie down for a while, but ended up falling asleep with her clothes on.
He was still wearing the same dirty, worn, sweat-smelling clothes, and sleeping curled up on his side.
The small, hard kang was covered with a dark brown woven mat. Whenever Bi Yue turned her head, her hair would be caught in it, pulling at her scalp and causing her pain.
Occasionally she would be in a trance, half closing her eyes and not knowing where she was. When she heard a gentle female voice: "Nier, go to sleep," she would immediately relax and continue to sleep.
Bi Yue also had some impression in her dream, Mother? Mother, there is a mother!
Her mother was fanning her and driving away mosquitoes. She had been fanning her all night, right?
Tomorrow, early in the morning, she would speak. She hadn't called the two men "Dad" and "Mom" yet.
The kang in the main house was a mess, and the kang was only half-done and the debris was scattered aside.
The kang mat was removed, the kang was wet with water, the soil on the kang became soft, and there was a pile of soil on the ground beside the kang. Bricks were also scattered on the ground, and the kang ash that made the fire pit difficult to burn had not been cleaned out.
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Bi Tiegang sat on the doorstep and smoked for half the night. When he heard the rooster crowing, he stood up, walked to the well to draw water, and caressed his face with the cold water.
He turned back into the house, whispered a few words in the old man's ear, opened the kang cabinet and searched.
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