"Dad, I'm going to the south slope to cut grass for the pigs. You take care of He Min." After saying that, He Xi left with a backpack that was half a person's height.
He Xi, who was not loved by his father and mother, went to work obediently after being hungry for a few days.
But I can't do anything.
I don’t know how to plant rice in the fields, I don’t have the energy to carry manure, I don’t know how to trim the ridges, and I find it tiring to open up wasteland.
Captain Zhao had no choice but to assign him the easiest job of collecting grass for pigs.
Even so, it took him several days to learn how to identify and find pigweed.
Although he only earned three work points a day, He Xi would go to the fields to catch some wild animals for a snack at night. He would not be full but would not starve to death either.
He Min has become accustomed to He Xi putting her down and leaving.
She lay on the ground and played with sand. She grabbed the sand and stuffed it into her mouth, spitting it out and putting it back in again. Her exposed arms and legs were covered with small lumps from ant bites.
Even Mrs. He, who had a heart of stone, couldn't bear to watch that.
I couldn't help but open my mouth to remind her, "He Aiguo, she is your own daughter. If I had been as cruel as you before, you wouldn't have the chance to stand here and disobey me so brazenly."
He Aiguo didn't care.
"It's just a daughter. It doesn't matter whether I recognize her or not. Anyway, I still have two sons and grandchildren."
Old Mrs. He snorted coldly, "Yes, even without you, I still have three sons and a daughter, as well as countless grandchildren. It doesn't matter whether they recognize you or not."
"Mom, can you bear to see how messed up your son is?"
"Look, your mother, I am old and still have to work, can you bear it?"
But He Aiguo remained unmoved and kept on complaining about her difficulties and the harshness of life on her.
Old Mrs. He felt annoyed and wanted to keep some distance from him.
But He Aiguo was like a piece of taffy, and he couldn't be shaken off.
Whenever Old Lady He wanted to hit him, he would put He Min in front of him.
He Min, who was lifted up, thought He Aiguo was playing with her and laughed happily.
Old Mrs. He couldn't bear it, so she put down her raised hand.
For dinner, Mrs. He and Mr. He had dinner in the cafeteria.
The vegetable porridge had just been served in the bowls, and the two of them didn't care about the heat and squatted at the foot of the wall to swallow it whole.
Old Mrs. Mao stood aside and laughed, never expecting that Old Mrs. He would end up like this.
When Maodan told her a few days ago, she was a little bit unconvinced. But today, seeing that Old Lady He looked like she had been hungry for eight hundred years, she believed it.
"Hey, Mrs. He, why are you drinking so fast?
Hey, where are your He Xi and He Min? Why don’t you leave some for them? Don’t bring them to someone else’s doorstep in the middle of the night and let them fend for themselves.” Old Mrs. Mao’s tone was full of gloating.
Old Mrs. He was busy drinking porridge and had no time to talk.
She brought her food home at noon, and He Aiguo took away most of the bowl.
The remaining half bowl naturally went into Mr. He's mouth.
After drinking two bowls of wild vegetable soup, she was so hungry that her hands and feet were weak when she went to work in the afternoon.
I thought He Aiguo was just acting on a whim, but I didn't expect that he would really follow Old Lady He around for the next few days.
"I'll help you take care of He Min, okay? Are you satisfied? Go away, go away now! You're still sticking your head in to watch me poop. What's wrong? Are you worried that you won't get a hot meal?"
Old Mrs. He really can't stand He Aiguo anymore. He can't even let her take a shit in peace.
Upon hearing this, He Aiguo happily put He Min down and left.
As soon as Mrs. He opened the bathroom door, she saw He Min sitting at the door and picked her up helplessly.
He Xi had only taken care of her for a few days when He Min became as dirty as if she had been picked up from a garbage dump. She was black all over and had a sour and foul smell.
"Tell me what sin you committed to be born into Zhao Moli's womb and have such a jerk of a father. You've made me wait on you even though I'm old enough to enjoy the blessings of my children and grandchildren."
Old Mrs. He took a deep breath and walked into the house step by step while holding He Min.
Old Mr. He looked coldly at He Min in Old Mrs. He's arms.
"Why bring her here again?"
"It was your good son who forced me to do that."
"I don't care. Either she or I can live in this family." After saying that, Mr. He sat in the yard with his pipe in his mouth.
Seeing this, Old Lady He hurried forward and said, "I understand. I'll send her out as soon as possible."
She had already asked the person for He Min last time, and she planned to go and see him later.
After setting up the clay pot, Old Mrs. He planned to boil some water for He Min to take a bath.
She took out the clothes she had altered overnight and put them on, and finally she didn't look so dirty anymore.
"It's about to be given away, why are you still cleaning it up so cleanly for her?"
"Clean her up. The owner will be pleased and might even take her home. Otherwise, with her dusty appearance just now, would you be willing to take her home?"
Mr. He glanced at it and seemed to agree. He waved his hand and said, "Let's go."
Old Mrs. He put He Min's old clothes into her bag and said, "Let's go. Our little He Min is going to enjoy herself."
An hour later, Old Mrs. He brought people to Qianhu Village.
"Sister Jiang, last time you said you wanted to adopt a baby, either a boy or a girl, does that still count?"
"It counts, why doesn't it count? What's wrong? Did you find someone?"
"Yes, this is it. He's already six months old. He can leave people alone and eat wild vegetable porridge. He's very easy to feed."
Old Lady Jiang looked at He Min and said, "Are you sure it's really been six months? Don't come back and she's still looking for milk. Where can I find it for her?"
He Min looked thin and weak, and seemed to be no more than three months old.
"It's really been six months. If you don't believe me, go ask Mrs. Zhou from our village; she delivered the baby.
The child is also very obedient and easy to take care of. She will eat anything you give her. Try feeding her a couple of bites, she will definitely eat it with relish.”
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