Rebirth of the times, the cute and fierce baby regains his luck

Wu Qiangzi struggled desperately on the ground, trying to teach Shanwazi a lesson.

Shanwazi was a little scared and shrank his neck, not daring to look at him.

Mother Wu was heartbroken and hurried over to help Wu Qiangzi: "Dad, don't be like this. If the child does something wrong, just teach him slowly. Don't get so angry. What if he gets hurt?"

Wu Qiangzi's veins popped out, and his eyes were red as he shouted, "He's ten years old. He's not a child who knows nothing. How can we teach him slowly? If we teach him slowly, he will become a gangster, a thief and a robber. He will become a parasite in society and a scourge to the country. He will eventually hurt others and himself."

Mother Wu burst into tears after being yelled at.

She knew and understood, but her family was poor and she couldn't feed her children enough, so what could she do?

"Cry, cry, cry. All you do is cry. If you have the ability, why don't you teach him well? Look at what he has become now. It's all your fault." Wu Qiangzi roared angrily, and everyone was silent.

Mother Wu lowered her head in grievance, her whole body filled with sadness.

Shanwazi clenched his fists tightly and shouted at his father: "Don't yell at my mom. What qualifications do you have to yell at my mom? If it weren't for you, our family wouldn't be so poor.

Look at your older sister, younger sister, and younger brother, how hungry they are? You can't afford to raise them, but you gave birth to them anyway.

Look, they are almost starving to death.

Mom, she vomited blood. I saw it last night. She vomited a lot of blood.

I just wanted to find something to eat for everyone, what's wrong with that?

You have no ability and can't find food, so I go, what's my fault?"

Wu Qiangzi's anger was like a balloon with a hole in it, completely deflated.

He looked deeply at his family, lowered his eyes, and crawled into the house without saying a word.

Wu's mother hurried to help him, but Wu Qiangzi pushed her away.

I crawled back to the house alone, feeling difficult and sad.

Mother Wu only felt a dull pain in her heart and slapped Shanwazi while crying.

She was angry, but also heartbroken.

"Son, your father is doing this for you, your words are hurting his heart.

He often told me that he was afraid that he would not live long, so he wanted you all to become useful people so that you could live a good life in the future.

If you have an evil mind, you won't live long.

He doesn't blame you for stealing things, he is just afraid that he will die early and won't be able to teach you well.

Even though he was seriously ill, he still raised you. How could he be useless?

That's your dad, kid."

Shanwazi regretted it after he yelled, and he regretted it even more now.

But he remained stubborn and kept silent.

Mother Wu sighed, "Big brother, second brother, send grandpa and grandma back to the house."

The sisters silently carried the two elders into the house.

Mother Wu brought a bowl of water and went to see Wu Qiangzi.

As soon as he entered the house, the broken bowl slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.

"The child's father..."

The shrill scream startled everyone in the Wu family.

At the gate of the Bi family, the old lady who was on good terms with Grandma Bi was talking loudly.

"The old couple of the Wu family called the team leader and several respected elders in the village to give their last words. They were afraid that their son's suicide would cause people to point fingers at their grandchildren. They had good intentions."

Wu Qiangzi committed suicide, and his mother's shrill screams echoed throughout the Zuo'an Brigade.

Everyone was shocked. Nowadays, few people choose to commit suicide, and those who do are women who are burdened by their fame.

No matter how difficult it is, everyone is trying their best to live.

Wu Qiangzi took the initiative to end his own life, which caused a huge sensation in the entire Zuoan Brigade and even Nanfeng Commune.

Gossip is human nature. Just when everyone was guessing what had happened in the Wu family, Wu's father and mother, who had been paralyzed for many years, asked someone to come.

He said that his son was suffering from illness and was in too much pain. He didn't want to suffer anymore, nor did he want to be a burden to his family, so he chose the most decisive way.

My son's death was his own choice and had nothing to do with his family or anyone else.

Grandma Bi sighed: "They say it's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death. We've been through so much hardship in the past, and life will get better and better in the future. Why can't you let it go?

How sad it must be for the survivors to suddenly lose three relatives."

The old lady said, "Yes, it is said that once a person dies, all is lost, and only the living suffer.

But for the three members of the Wu family, death is the only relief.

The old couple of the Wu family also tried their best. They had been strong all their lives and seldom bothered others. This was the first time they mobilized so many people to listen to their last words. Wasn't it because they were worried that the younger generation in the family would be sad and be criticized?

The two of them said it themselves that they should have died long ago. If they hadn't been paralyzed for so many years, they wouldn't even be able to commit suicide, and they wouldn't have been a burden to their family for so long.

The death of their son was a great blow to them, and they clearly felt that their end was near.

But I wasn't afraid at all. Instead, I was very happy that I was finally free.

And they even thanked Mu Ya specially, saying that they had never eaten sugar in their lives, and they could taste sweetness before they died, which made their lives worth it. "

Grandma Bi glanced at her little granddaughter in the yard and shook her head: "In this life, all we want is to have three meals a day and live in peace.

There is so much bitterness, but a little sweetness can satisfy me."

The old lady looked melancholy: "Who says it's not true? A good person is gone just like that. What is the purpose of life?"

In the yard, Bi Mulin looked at his sister in a daze holding the exquisite little backpack sent by the eldest sister of the Wu family, and felt a little worried.

"Mu Ya, let your second brother take you out to play."

Tuanzi touched the small backpack and said, "This is Wu Qiangzi's posthumous work. It should mean a lot to the Wu family."

But this was what Wu Qiangzi promised Mu Ya, so they sent it over.

Tuanzi's little head was in a daze, and he seemed to still see the honest, old man with a sincere smile.

This is the third dead person that Tuanzi has come into contact with.

One is herself, without any feeling.

One is Ma Donghai’s granddaughter. She had never come into contact with the little girl when she was alive, so the little girl’s death did not leave much emotion in her memory.

But Wu Qiangzi was a vivid person who appeared in front of her.

In the blink of an eye, this person was gone, and I felt inexplicably upset.

"Second brother, has Uncle Qiangzi also gone to look for little sister?"

Bi Mulin nodded silently: "Well, they will live well in another world, Mu Ya, don't be sad."

The little man was silent for a moment: "Second brother, I want to go see Uncle Qiangzi."

Bi Mulin was a little hesitant, as his sister was still young and not suitable for going to such a place.

But Tuanzi didn't give him time to think. He put on the small backpack, put some candy in his pocket and went out.

When he reached the door, he called out to Grandma Bi: "Grandma, Mu Ya wants to go see Uncle Qiangzi and Grandpa Wu and Grandma Wu."

Grandma Bi and the old sisters stopped talking, but the old lady didn't reject her granddaughter: "Okay, Mu Ya, wait a minute, grandma is going to get some things, we will go together."

Seeing Grandma Bi's attitude, the aunt thought that she was going to the Wu family to pay her respects. They were from the same village, and no matter what, the dead were the most important, and if she could, she should go and see them off on their last journey.

Although these things are not allowed nowadays, no one would say anything if people did them privately.

"Wait for me too, I'm going home to get some things, we can go together."

Grandma Bi waved her hand in response.

The two old ladies went into their rooms, dug out the paper money and incense hidden in the corner, put them in a basket, and went to the Wu family.

Bi Mulin followed behind holding Tuanzi.

On the way, we met many people who were going to the Wu family. We gathered together and talked about the Wu family, the three people who had passed away in the Wu family, their life stories and their personalities. These were the last traces left by the deceased in the world.