Quick Travel: Saving the Cannon Fodder Male Supporting Role

He was talking about a semi-enclosed shack next to Mrs. Zhao’s original thatched house. Uncle Zhao’s family used to raise cattle. The shack was used to store the cattle’s fodder. Later, the cows were sold and the shack became idle. Zhao Yansui was beaten several times. It's so bad that I don't dare to go home, so I will go to that place and hide in the grass to sleep.

Seeing his serious look, Shen Huan felt that if the shack was still there, it would be good to experience what he had experienced.

but……

She sighed inwardly: "That shack has been demolished. Don't worry, we have other places to live, so we don't have to live there."

Zhao Yan was dumbfounded when he heard that his only safe haven had been demolished.

In fact, if it didn't rain, he could survive the whole night squatting in a corner, but now that he still had a wife, he couldn't let her squat in a corner with him.

"Where is the place to stay? Are we going to sleep in the kennel? But Dabao said he won't let me sleep in his kennel."

He used to live in a thatched house where firewood was piled, which often leaked when it rained. Zhao's father built a small den for the two children with red bricks to raise dogs and rabbits, and it was covered with asbestos tiles, which would not leak. Next, his previous residence was not as good as the dogs raised by his two sons.

Shen Huan pulled the person up and held him in his arms: "We don't live in the kennel, we have other places to live. Okay, it's getting late today. Wash your hands and face, wash your feet, and go to bed."

Zhao Yansui didn't have these living habits before. In the past two months, she had been urging her every day and he had learned to be clean. Especially when he went out wearing new clothes, he would stay away from the children who bullied him before, fearing that they would dirty him. new clothes.

He knew that Shen Huan was good to him and listened to her words very much, so he went out to fetch water with a basin.

As soon as he walked into the yard, he heard the noise coming from the two people's house. He was startled, carefully fetched water, and ran back to the house.

"Daughter-in-law, dad and auntie seem to have had a quarrel."

Shen Huan twisted the handkerchief to wash his face: "Don't worry about them."

His face was covered with a handkerchief and his words were slurred: "What if they fight?"

"Dog bites dog, stay away, lest they hit you."

Zhao Yansui's face turned a little red from being rubbed by her. If he hadn't been raised delicately in the past two months, there would be no red or black color on his face at all.

After hearing her answer, Zhao Yansui didn't understand again.

It was obviously a fight between dad and nanny, how could it be dog bites dog?

When they came out to pour water after washing, they could still hear noises and the cries of several children.

Father Zhao actually doesn't dare to force Mother Zhao. This woman has a dark history of poisoning and harming people. Plus they have five children. If someone gets angry and runs back to her parents' home and doesn't come back or remarries, he will be alone. Raised five children.

So after some "discussions", Zhao's father finally lost and agreed to resolve the matter through the Zhao family clan.

Early the next morning, when Shen Huan was about to take someone out, Zhao's father stopped them.

"Where are you going? Are you going to go out and fool around again? I don't want to care about you anymore. Yesterday we talked about dividing the family. Today we will go to the clan to make it clear. From now on, everyone will live their own lives."

Zhao's mother told her eldest daughter to take care of her three younger siblings. She carried her youngest son on her back, as he was in the village and couldn't walk a few steps. Shen Huan didn't ride the bike, but carried a plastic bag with some snacks in it, which was for two people. breakfast.

They ate all the way and had no intention of sharing it between the two of them. It would be a lie to say that adults are not greedy, but now that everyone is poor and in short supply, everyone wants to save money for their children.

This is when you buy it with your own money. If it belongs to someone else, you will earn every bite you take.

The child on Mother Zhao's back stretched out her hand to ask for something to eat. Mother Zhao pushed the person next to her, pointed at Sang and scolded Huai and said, "Look at you as a father. Your own son is not willing to give you a bite to eat. Where are you now?" I’m afraid I’ll starve you to death from now on.”

When Father Zhao saw those two people, he was frightened and annoyed, and he didn't take Mother Zhao's words to heart very much.

As far as providing for old age was concerned, he never planned to count on his eldest son, a fool, to be fine if he didn't eat him.

He didn't respond. Mother Zhao was just asking for trouble. After being beaten twice, she didn't dare to offend Shen Huan at all. She could only coax her child and murmur a few words. No one paid attention to her, so she became quiet. .

More than ten minutes later, they arrived at the most prestigious family member of the Zhao family. This man was from Zhao Yansui's great-grandfather's generation. Although he was a few years older than Mrs. Zhao, he was the elder of the unitary family and the current leader of the Zhao family in the village. The highest-ranking person in the village, Zhao, would always come to him to seek justice for any important matter.

Separating the family is a big deal, especially since Zhao Yansui's mother has passed away and he himself is a fool. Zhao's father can't blatantly kick people out, so he can only come here to take a clear path.

Despite this, the elders felt unbelievable when they heard him saying that he was going to separate his newly married stupid son and his daughter-in-law.

A group of them gathered around the courtyard of the clan's hometown, sitting and standing, with the main characters sitting in the middle.

The older generation or people of the same generation as Zhao's father tried to persuade them: "One of them is a fool, and the other has just become the head of the family. What do they know? Now that they are separated, what can they do to make a living?"

Father Zhao retorted: "It's not like I don't allocate land to them. They farm their own land and eat and drink at my place every day. I still have so many little ones to raise at home, and I really don't have any food left."

Everyone was shocked by his shamelessness.

In the Zhao family, whether it was in the fields or housework, Zhao Yansui did the most. Although he didn't go up the mountain much during this period, this year's crops have not been harvested yet, so most of the credit in previous years should be attributed to him.

Mrs. Zhao came over after hearing about this and objected very much: "Xiaoyan left damn early. I can't let you bully this child. I don't agree with the separation of the family!"

"When did I bully him?" Zhao's father frowned and said, "His mother died early. I raised him as a father and a mother, but since he got married, he has done nothing at home. He eats and drinks for free every day, brings something back from outside, and doesn’t know how to share it with his younger brothers and sisters. I don’t want this kind of son who marries his wife and forgets his mother.”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes involuntarily moved to Shen Huan.

Shen Huan looked calm, not feeling guilty at all.

"Dad, you have only been working for two months and you are complaining. He has been abused by you and worked as a long-term laborer for so many years. Why haven't you thought about how difficult it is for him?"

"He was only 18 years old. When he went to the hospital, the doctor said that he suffered from strain injuries. His shoulder, spine, and lumbar vertebrae were all damaged. He said that his legs hurt. He went to the hospital for a checkup and found a fracture. It has been five or six years and he has not recovered. There are everywhere on his body. They are all scars. You treat him like an old scalper and don’t give him any good fodder. When we first got married, he was a 100 meter tall man, less than pounds. He was thin and black. He was a former slave. None of them are as miserable as him. If you let him share it with his younger brothers and sisters, why don’t you tell your son and daughter to take his food and feed it to the dogs?”