Wang Dahu felt that he had never been so angry in his two lifetimes.
When he desperately jumped down and hugged Li Qingran out of it, when he saw him with his hands and face covered in feces, and his eyes full of ashes, an impulse to kill filled his mind.
When Sun Dazhuang and the others saw Wang Dahu coming, they all felt guilty.
The half-grown children are hated by dogs, and each of them is nothing more than material for booing and drumming. If they really want to start a fight, they don't have the guts. Seeing Wang Dahu desperately protecting that bastard, he couldn't help feeling a little scared in his heart. After all, this kid is the one who dares to beat up that lunatic from the Li family!
"Let's go!" Sun Dazhuang ran quickly with his fat body, and the rest of them looked at each other and ran away.
Wang Dahu couldn't care about these guys now, he quickly carried Li Qingran on his back and ran towards his house.
Heibei in the yard heard the movement and started barking wildly.
The old lady opened the door and came out to look. Seeing the grandson who suddenly appeared covered in stolen goods, her heart almost jumped out of fright.
"What's the matter, what's the matter," Grandma Dahu hurried over weakly, "How did you get here... How did you end up in the dung heap?"
"Oh! Grandma, I'll explain to you later, you go to boil water first."
Wang Dahu put Li Qingran on the kang in his hut, and quickly stripped off all his clothes.
Li Qingran tightly closed his eyes and remained silent, as if he was dead, which made him even more anxious.
Although the cesspit is large, it is not very deep, and it is winter now, and most of the things in it are solid. It's not life-threatening if you fall into it. It's just—Wang Dahu touched his purple face distressedly, this kind of humiliation is the most terrifying.
After boiling the water, Dahu and his grandma washed Li Qingran clean.
He also made a quick move himself.
The smell on the two of them was so disgusting that it made people want to vomit. It was only slightly relieved by opening the door and windows of the house.
In the outer room, the old lady caught her grandson asking this and that.
Wang Dahu was afraid of the light on his forehead, so he ran to the phone and hung up at home.
Zhang Fang on the other end burst into tears as soon as she heard his voice.
Early this morning, Wang Dahu sneaked out of his house and got on the long-distance bus to Xingye Village. Zhang Fang was busy looking at the store, so she didn't pay attention to him for a while, and when she realized something was wrong, Wang Dahu was almost there.
What is the worst news for a mother
The answer is that the child is lost.
At this moment, hearing the sound of her son being safe and sound, how could Zhang Fang not be excited.
Of course, after this excitement, there was an unprecedented outburst of rage.
Hearing his mother's hysterical curses on the phone, Wang Dahu couldn't help but feel guilty, this time he cut first and then played too much. After honestly listening to the scolding for more than half an hour, Wang Dahu's ears were finally freed after Zhang Fang left a sentence: "I'll deal with you when I come back, and let grandma answer the phone now."
Mao Yao entered the room, Li Qingran on the kang was still lying quietly, Wang Dahu carefully tucked him in the quilt.
A few hours later, it was completely dark.
Dumb's grandfather came back from the village committee, and when he saw the sudden appearance of his grandson, he was shocked and scolded again.
Seeing this, Grandma Dahu hurried forward to stop her. Although she was scared, she was also happy to see her grandson again.
"Our tiger is very capable! How amazing to be able to ride in a car at such a young age!"
If this were the usual Wang Dahu, he would have to beat the snake with a stick and say: "This is the tiger's milk without dog grandchildren", but now he is worried about Li Qingran! Then there is no energy to play tricks. The old man took a look at the listless grandson, and after all he felt sorry for him and gained the upper hand. After saying a few words meaningfully, he stopped talking.
The old lady was very excited because of her grandson's arrival, so she insisted on frying two more dishes.
Wang Dahu helped her light the fire in the kitchen.
"Grandmother..." Wang Dahu looked at nothing, and asked softly to the old lady: "How many days has Mom been away?"
The hand that cut the meat suddenly stopped, and the old lady said with a sigh: "It has been about seven or eight days!"
"Are you sure you are leaving?"
The old lady turned her head and glanced at her eldest grandson, that Kong Xiumei had eloped with other men rather than running away. It's just that these words are not suitable for children to hear, so they turned around and said, "Who knows, maybe I'll be back in two days!"
Are you coming back in two days
That's impossible!
Wang Dahu thought sadly: Kong Xiumei never came back in her previous life.
For that woman, he really couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.
Is she pitiful? Of course she is poor.
Is she unlucky? Of course she is unlucky.
Shouldn't she run away? Of course she should run away.
But, so what
What should ran, who is as pitiful and unfortunate as her, do
What should Ran Ran do if she was abandoned by her mother and entered an even more miserable life
How did he survive in his previous life
A mentally ill father.
A mother who ran away from home, how did he survive at such a young age!
He is so cute, so kind, and wants to be happy so much, why is God so stingy, and refuses to give him even this little hope.
"Huzi, why are you crying?"
"Ah! It's the fire that... grandma, let Ranran stay at our house tonight!"
"You can say anything!".
At night, Wang Dahu lay on the bed and quietly looked at Li Qingran beside him.
Since he was brought back, he has been sleeping like this without waking up.
The cold winter moonlight shone in through the window, making his already pale face more and more transparent. Unconsciously, he stretched out his hand and gently touched the center of his brow.
In the previous life, Li Qingran always liked to frown.
At that time, Wang Dahu would gently caress his eyebrows like now, and although the man's mouth was annoyed, there would be a comfortable expression on his face.
Wang Dahu just laughed that he was a cat, and he had to be touched along his fur.
Trapped in the memory of the past, he didn't realize that the person beside him gently opened his eyes during those touches again and again.
"Of course...you're awake!" Wang Dahu sat up with a whoosh, touching that little face excitedly.
However, although Li Qingran woke up, his mental state was very wrong.
It was dumb, like a puppet without a soul.
Wang Dahu couldn't help but feel great pain when he saw it.
It was in vain for him to live a new life, and now he can't find half a word that can comfort him.
"You still have me!" Wang Dahu threw himself on him, hugged him tightly in his arms, and kept saying, "You still have me!"
Maybe dozens of times, maybe hundreds of times, when Wang Dahu said this sentence again and again, a very small cry suddenly sounded, the voice was very small, very thin, but like that Depressed, full of grief and helplessness.
The only thing Wang Dahu can do is hug him even harder and tell him with his body.
You still have me.
Early the next morning, Wang Dahu opened his eyes.
Li Qingran was still in his arms, and moved his position lightly, unexpectedly waking him up.
The two looked at each other.
Wang Dahu was the first to smile with a "missing tooth".
"Wake up, go to sleep again, it's not bright yet!"
Li Qingran glanced at him quietly, lowered her eyes, and did not speak to him.
Based on his familiarity with him in the past two lifetimes, Wang Dahu knew that the kitten agreed.
Tucking the quilt for him, Wang Dahu dressed himself, washed his face, and went to the kitchen to talk.
Last night, the old lady made four dishes, among which there was still a lot of braised pork with soy sauce and ribs stewed with beans, Wang Dahu scrambled eggs, and the staple food was millet porridge and white flour steamed buns.
Woke him up, Wang Dahu fed him with his own hands.
It's just that he ate very little, and if it wasn't for forced feeding, he might not even be able to eat half a bowl.
After the two finished eating, Li Qingran wanted to get off the kang.
Wang Dahu hurriedly asked him what he wanted to do
After a long time, he said: "Go home".
Even if there is no mother there, there is still a father after all, so that is home, not Wang Dahu's, but Li Qingran's home.
"I see you off".
Wang Dahu's clothes were worn several times on Li Qingran's body, making him look thinner and smaller under the clothes. Holding his hand, the two walked towards the east of the village in silence. It was still the lonely big thatched house, and as soon as the two walked in, they heard the sound of slamming lights and the man's intermittent wailing from the innermost room.
Wang Dahu stared at him, looked at him and asked softly, "How long has he been like this?"
“…since Mom left”
For the mentally ill, the most unbearable thing should be the stimulation from the outside world, and Kong Xiumei's departure undoubtedly ignited Li Changgui's madness again.
Too dangerous!
Wang Dahu clenched his fist tightly.
In his previous life, he was killed by a madwoman's knife, and he knew how dangerous this kind of person was.
Li Changgui had a tendency to be violent. When his wife was around, he beat his wife. When his wife was gone, wouldn't he want to beat his son? However, he was still so young, and he couldn't stay by his side all the time. If something happened, wouldn't it be too late to regret
In an instant, Wang Dahu made up his mind.
He must never let Li Qingran be with him.