Siru opened her eyes again, she was on the phone, it was a very old-fashioned machine, even if she didn't turn on the amplification, she could clearly hear the impatient clear male voice coming from the earpiece, "Oh Mom, I know, isn't it just moving, you and my uncle are moving slowly, if you are really in a hurry, let the second aunt help, those useless old things, forget it, anyway, it is a rented house, how can there be a place for you." Besides, now the work on the line is busy, and I can't get out at all, and the boss won't let people go, in case the salary is not paid at that time, won't these two months be in vain? It's 20,000 yuan less. ”

Kindness.

The man was still talking.

It seems that he is speechless when the old mother shouts that he is coming back to move.

Siru pursed her lips.

Moving?

If it's just such a small thing, why would the client insist so much? It just so happened that she hadn't received her memories yet, so she didn't know what was going on.

"Are you really unable to get out?"

Siru asked.

The young man said helplessly, "Mom, when did I lie to you, if you really don't believe it, I will call He Fan, and you ask him." ”

Also angry.

Siru: "No need. ”

Man: "Mom, I'll hang up if it's okay, I still have to do things in the afternoon." ”

Siru: "Yes." ”

I hung up the phone without saying anything, and I wanted to go to the room to receive the memory, but I saw an old man with a hoe coming in outside, well, in fact, he is not too old, about sixty years old.

"Calling Miwa?"

As he spoke, he put the hoe against the wall.

Siru: "Yes." ”

The man took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and smoked them, and asked indistinctly, "What did he say?" Can you come back and move? ”

Siru shook her head.

"Ugh."

The man sighed, "If it doesn't work, let's just move, anyway, there aren't too many things, this is a job, and it's not good to leave." ”

Siru: "Let's see." ”

"I have a little headache, so I'll go lie down in the house for a while." So he went to the back room.

The man also knew that she was in a bad mood, so he didn't say anything, just told her not to think about it, and called her when the meal was ready.

Siru: ......

Well, it's still a warm man.

She walked to the back room and looked at the room, the walls were painted with cement, not painted or white-plastered, already very dirty, with a few calendars for this year, two old wooden cabinets standing against the wall, the bed was a very simple bed, just a bed board, you could vaguely see the grass laid underneath, the sheets were messily piled with a faded quilt with flowers and flowers, and there were some clothes and pants at the foot of the bed, but they were all folded well.

She didn't lie down.

Sit on the edge of the bed against the wall and close your eyes.

Kindness.

Scenes from the past.

Mrs. Zhao is a hard-working person, her original name is Baozhen, the meaning of the name is not bad, but unfortunately the world often backfires.

There are four siblings in the family.

She's the boss.

I have suffered and eaten, and I have eaten more rice.

When I was young, my family was poor, and as the eldest sister, I had to do housework and take my younger brothers and sisters, and later got married, and my in-laws were patriarchal, and she was also influenced by this thought, so she had to give birth to a son.

After giving birth to three daughters, she finally gave birth to a strap at the age of 42.

But, really?

Mrs. Zhao's life is really not an ordinary hardship, she has a son, raised her eyebrows, and is ready to meet a beautiful new life, but there are unforeseen circumstances, the man wants to raise this big family, and he becomes ill from hard work, he thought it was a simple cold, and it will be fine in a few days, but it turned out to be pneumonia, and he was reluctant to go to the hospital to see a doctor and get medicine, and finally died with a whimper, but it is a pity that the young son who finally got it was not only three years old, and there was no father.

Widowed.

The Jiang family's sky is collapsed.

Jiang Hai is so young, and his eldest sister is only twenty-one.

The sky is falling.

You have to find a pillar to support it, and you have to stand up to it.

Mrs. Zhao can't support so many children alone.

She remarried.

To be precise, there is a bachelor in the neighboring village, although he is diligent and practical, but his family is poor, and he is not married in his forties.

Kindness.

In this way, he lived in Mrs. Zhao's house.

Mrs. Zhao's three daughters are all older, especially the eldest and second, who are very hostile to this strange man who suddenly changed into their fatherhood, and unite with the youngest brother and sister, who is bound to drive Wang Guigen away, and the eldest is more than scolded and scolded.

Exhaust all means.

Not as expected.

Mrs. Zhao felt sorry for her children, and only hoped that Wang Guigen would not worry about the children.

Of course, that's what he did.

Wang Guigen speaks very little, and usually works in the fields.

Or else?

Do you want to go back and get in the way of the children's eyes?

Fortunately, as time passed, the attitude of several children towards him also changed, especially after the eldest and second got married.

Kindness.

No one fanned the flames, and the days were peaceful.

Jiang Hai, the little bully at home, can still call Wang Guigen an uncle.

Great progress.

Combine the harmony of the family like never before.

Mrs. Zhao is the most gratifying one.

Wang Guigen is also very happy, he has no children, Jiang Hai can recognize him, and he will have sustenance for the rest of his life.

It's a pity that Jiang Hai doesn't like to study.

Mrs. Zhao didn't force it, she entrusted the people in the village, and when she went out to work, she took Jiang Hai with her, and took care of it for the sake of the same village.

At the beginning, it was also entered the factory.

Jiang Hai has no education and no skills, and he is young, so he can only do the hardest work, and the salary is the lowest. He is a baby pimple at home, when has he ever suffered like this, even in the most difficult years of the family, his parents and sisters can only drink porridge and pickles, and he also has a small bowl of steamed eggs and dried white rice to eat every day.

It didn't take long to stop doing it.

Since then, he has done many kinds of work.

Without exception, tired and low-waged, typical cheap labor.

When I was eighteen years old, I heard that pulling threads could make a lot of money, so I went.

What is a pull cord.

Kindness.

The kind of signal towers that are more than 100 meters tall and stand in remote mountainous areas, are used to cover the signal, because of the difficult environment and dangerous work content, the salary is high, and food and accommodation are included.

Jiang Hai is satisfied.

Mrs. Zhao was also satisfied.

When he first went to do groundwork, because of the low risk factor, the salary was only 3,005, but after a long time, he was bold and practiced, and he wanted to get a high salary, so he switched to air work.

Nine thousand per month.

Jiang Hai must be empty in his heart, but it's good to get used to it, and if you have a seat belt tied up, even if something goes wrong, it will be fine.

He made money.

Mrs. Zhao's face smiled like a flower, and when she met people, she said that her son was out of luck.

"It's absolutely no problem to earn 100,000 yuan a year."

The family is really poor.

Jiang Hai is very filial, only a little of the money he got is left, and the rest is all given to his mother.

"I don't need the money, and when the time comes, I will ask you if you have no money."

Mrs. Zhao accepted it happily, "Okay, Mom will save for you to buy a house and marry a daughter-in-law." ”

Kindness.

The young boy doesn't know how to calculate, what if he spends it messily.