Like her father, she also wants everyone in their family to survive.
Those chickens are what they rely on to survive. After the first time, there will be a second time. She really understands the greed of Mrs. Qi. She can take back two today, three or four the day after tomorrow.
Only.
The village chief pondered for a long time, then sighed, "Qi Zhong, you have to think about it, this is a serious crime in our village. You have to kneel in Zongci for three days, and then you can make a decision.
Do you want to?"
Qi Zhong nodded vigorously, "Village Chief, I am willing."
But Old Mrs. Qi was really stupid this time. As soon as she loosened her fingers, the two big fat chickens flapped their wings and ran away without knowing where. She never thought that she had always been obedient and filial to herself.
Her son, whom she dared not say anything about, actually asked her to sever the relationship between mother and son.
She was too shocked to say a word.
"Qi Zhong, do you really want to think about it?" the village chief asked again, "If you really sever the mother-child relationship with your mother, you will not be responsible for anything that happens in the village in the future, and everyone will look down on you.
From your family."
"I know," Qi Zhong smiled bitterly, "It's better to look down upon than to die as a family."
"I Qi Zhong don't ask for anything, I just hope that we can live, as long as we live."
The village chief put his hands behind his back and looked at the shocked old Mrs. Qi. He had already said that everyone should have a way to survive. Qi Zhong's family was already poor, and they had to take so many things from others. That was not enough for them to eat.
This is something that makes people live, doesn’t it? All clay figures are earthy, let alone a real person.
Qi Zhong stood up, walked to Gu's side, and then put Qi You'er in Gu's arms, "Mom, watch the child. I'll be back as soon as I go."
"Dad, no, you don't have to do this. Our family has no more chickens to raise, but you don't have a mother, what should you do?"
Qi Zhong smiled bitterly and tiredly, "What's the difference between me having a mother and not having a mother? Sometimes I wonder if I was picked up by her. When I was a child, she only beat me and scolded me. When I got married, she disliked me for being poor and despised me."
My daughter-in-law dislikes my daughter, and I admit it. She does whatever she asks me to do, and I give her whatever she wants. But I find that no matter how hard I try, she still looks down on me and doesn’t like me. So, I
I'm tired, just pretend that she never gave birth to my son, just pretend that my mother..." Tears welled up in his eyes, and his voice became choked, "Just pretend that my mother didn't want me anymore.
.”
Qi Zhong put down his hand, held it tightly by his side, and walked stiffly towards Zong Ci step by step. He didn't want to, but he had no choice.
He also knew what he was doing, but the four young children, Gu's body was so thin that it seemed like he would fall down if the wind blew, so he raised his face, and although his steps were not fast, he did not stop.
"Oh my god, is there any justice in this?" Old Mrs. Qi rolled on the ground again, "Gu Xianghua, you said you used some sorcery on my son to make his mother not recognize him..."
"Say, just say..."
Old Mrs. Qi was still howling, but Mrs. Gu hugged Qi You'er tightly in her arms, and then touched Qi Dong'er's hair with her free hand.
Daya, take care of your sister and let's go home.
"Okay," Qi Dong'er took the hands of the two younger sisters sensibly. Qi Zuo'er glanced at her grandma who was still rolling on the ground, with a puzzled look on her face. She suddenly stretched out her hand and gently tugged on Gu's clothes.
"Mom, I'm hungry."
"Okay, Mom, go back and do it for you," Mrs. Gu whispered, and then she covered her mouth.
Some people's tears are silent, and some people's hearts are tearing.
When they returned home, they didn't care about Mrs. Qi or Mr. Gao. Mr. Gu settled the children, then went into the kitchen, crying and cooking for them, some fine noodles, most of the thick noodles, and then some.
Add some wild vegetables, and finally pour a few drops of oil into the pot.
She brought out the bowls, one bowl for each child, and Qi Youer, the youngest, ate a bowl with her.
Qi Naner raised her face, and then she looked at the empty seat opposite.
"What's wrong?" Mrs. Gu gently patted her little face, "Don't you want to eat, Erya?"
"No," Qi Nan'er shook his head and raised his big eyes, "Mom, I want to wait for dad to come back and eat together."
Mrs. Gu suddenly turned her face away and heard a choked sob. Then she quickly wiped away her tears, fearing that she would cry and scare the child. "Be good, wait until dad comes back, and mom will do it again."
Give it to him, and Erya will eat it first, okay?"