Two days later, Zhou Taohua left the village and returned to her shop in Xiushui Town.
I don’t know what she said to Yang Cuilian. Early the next morning, Yang Cuilian rushed to the village, accompanied by Yuanbao, whose eyes were red and swollen and carrying a big bundle.
The first thing Yang Cuilian did when she came back was to visit Song Xixi at the Song family, but she didn't mention Tongtong at all.
Song Xixi had no intention of inquiring. In addition to caring about Niu Niu's physical and mental health, she just wanted to know the business situation of the shop.
Yang Cuilian returned home exhausted physically and mentally, turning a blind eye to Tongtong who was kneeling and crying in the hall, and waved to the ingot holding the bamboo stick in her hand.
"Aunt..."
Yuanbao wiped away his tears fiercely, bent his knees and knelt heavily in front of her: "Auntie, Tongtong caused Niuniu to fall into the water, and almost caused Maomao to be killed. She is so evil that she can't even be beaten to death.
It's too much, but, but..."
At this point, he couldn't help crying anymore: "But she is my sister. My father is dead and my mother is gone. She is the only blood relative I have in this world. No matter how bad she is, I can't do anything to her..."
Yang Cuilian's eyes were also red, and she held back her tears and helped him up: "Good boy, get up. No matter how many bad things she does, it has nothing to do with you."
She had always treated this sensible, capable and considerate child as half a son. Now that she saw him so sad, she felt bad in her heart, and her dislike for Tongtong became even deeper.
"No, aunt, I am the elder brother. It is because I did not teach her well that she became what she is today!"
Yuan Bao refused to get up and looked at Yang Cuilian with tears streaming down his face: "Auntie, let's separate our families. I will stay in the village and watch her and get her temper back. Otherwise, if she is allowed to continue like this, she will only harm others."
Harm yourself!"
Yang Cuilian seemed to have guessed his plan, and asked seriously: "Has the decision been made?"
Yuan Bao nodded solemnly: "It's been decided. I can't watch her continue to be crooked. If she can't get it back, at least I won't let her have the chance to do bad things again."
Yang Cuilian sighed and touched his head gently: "Since you have decided, my aunt will not force you. The foundation of this house will be shared by your brother and sister, so you can continue to live in it, and you will be given half of the land. If you can
Sow what you sow, if you can’t sow it, rent it out..."
Tongtong is only eight years old, and there is still a possibility of improvement. He forced Yuanbao to follow him, and drove Tongtong out of the house and even out of the village. It is inevitable that the child will have a grudge in his heart.
In this way, one family becomes two families, and it is best for him to stay in the village and look after Tongtong.
Listening to my aunt's thoughtful arrangements, Yuan Bao shed more tears and kowtowed deeply towards her: "Thank you so much, aunt! For your great kindness, Yuan Bao will repay you even if you are a cow or a horse!"
Yang Cuilian felt sad and forced a smile: "As long as you are well, my aunt will feel at ease. There is no need for you to act like a cow or a horse."
After saying that, her eyes finally fell on Tongtong: "I don't know why you can't see Niuniu. Considering your young age, I won't mention these things you did to outsiders. I just hope you will listen well in the future.
As for your brother, please stop having harmful thoughts, otherwise I won’t be able to tolerate you, and there won’t be any place for you in the entire Song family’ao!”
Tongtong lowered his head and said nothing, his tears falling drop by drop on the hard mud ground, turning into small dark flowers.
After deciding on the separation of the family, Yang Cuilian asked the old village chief to testify, and verbally divided the field and house into two parts, letting Yuanbao and Tongtong occupy one part.
The old village chief was not a talkative person, and he did not ask her why she wanted to separate the family. He just reminded Yang Cuilian to separate her household registration and land deeds as soon as possible and went back.
After Yang Cuilian went to Zhou's house, Yuan Bao looked at the expressionless Tongtong and spoke in an unprecedentedly cold tone: "My aunt and Aunt Zhou will let you go regardless of their faults, but I, the elder brother, cannot indulge you. From now on."
I'll beat you up every time you make a mistake. If you don't correct it three times, I'll kick you out personally!"
Tongtong's eyes moved slightly and his voice was hoarse: "Is it my fault? I just want to live well and want you to love me more. Am I wrong?"
Without saying a word, Yuan Bao waved the bamboo stick in his hand and slapped her hard: "You are right in wanting to live a good life, but you are wrong in not putting others in danger! You are right in wanting us to love you more,
The mistake was that you shouldn’t have done anything to let Niuniu die!”
Tongtong gritted his teeth and did not cry out in pain, but his eyes showed dissatisfaction, obviously not agreeing with Yuanbao's words.
Yuan Bao knew that she had grown crooked and would not listen to him at all, but he secretly vowed to bring her back, otherwise he would never allow her to stay in the village and harm others.
Yuanbao stayed in the village and lived alone with Tongtong, which caused a lot of discussion among the villagers. They all speculated that there was something wrong with Yuanbao and Yang Cuilian disliked him, so he was not allowed to stay in the shop.
Yuanbao didn't respond to this. Every day he either took Tongtong to work in the fields, or went to the mountains together to collect mushrooms and sell them in the town in exchange for rice, grain, oil and salt.
In short, he didn't use any of the money left by Yang Cuilian. The brother and sister lived a very hard life, and all the flesh they had managed to grow in just a few days fell off.
After Song Xixi heard about it, she sighed that Yuan Bao was a good brother, but she didn't know if Tongtong would appreciate it and straighten the crooked roots.
In the blink of an eye, late June arrived, and the stab wound on Song Xixi's back was mostly healed, and she was able to move around freely.
As long as you don't do any strenuous work to open the wound, you will look the same as before the injury, and even your face will be rounded.
However, her facial features are good, and even if she gains weight, she is more cute and makes her look more approachable.
"My dear, I picked this big green melon back. I weighed it and I think it weighs thirty kilograms!"
Song Jin, who was sweating profusely, walked in with a big round watermelon in his arms and hurriedly showed it to his little niece who was drinking mung bean soup: "This is the first time I have seen such a big melon, and I don't know if I can eat it!"
While Song Xixi was recuperating for more than half a month, the watermelons in the field behind the house grew like crazy, each one squeezing through the dense vine leaves and showing off their size like a competition, as if they were afraid that others wouldn't see it.
Song Xixi patted the big watermelon and was very excited when she heard the muffled sound of bang bang bang: "Cut it open and throw it in the yard for the chickens and geese to try. If they are fine, we can eat them."
Song Jin also thought of this, and quickly put down the big green melon and ran to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife.