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"Bah! My story is the truth. Look, there is no pond with a statue in the village." Wan Yun's attitude was very bad.

"Liar! Liar! Liar!" Cai Xin wailed.

Wan Yun deliberately wanted to make him cry.She doesn't want to cry alone, she wants someone to cry with her.Since they are all about the same age, Cai Xin can happily ask for sweets.She also misses her father, mother, small house, and all kinds of ordinary and trivial things.No more chicken, duck and fish, the whole family can go to the city to beg for food.She wondered if her father was cold, and whether the sheepskin coat she burned would not be enough for her to wear.Will the rich be rich even after they die?What about dad?Will the Naihe Bridge be as crowded as the Lantern Festival on the Lantern Festival?If they squeezed to the bottom of the river, would they just be lonely ghosts in the world?

It took a day to stop and stop.

Wan Yun and Cai Xin almost started fighting several times.

When we got to the door, my aunt blocked the door for a long time and refused to let me in.

Wan Yun saw that her aunt's face was hard and stiff, her broom eyebrows were black, and her thin chin was almost pierced on her collarbone, which was a little frightening.Fortunately, although Auntie is a sunny day on a dry day, Wanyun is not a fertile field, she is a piece of gravel, getting hotter and hotter, and the fire overflows on the small joints between her eyebrows.

The cart puller patted Wan Yun on the shoulder and said, "Kowtow to your aunt."

Wan Yun's eyes were gray, and she pretended not to hear, staring at the faded couplets in front of the thatched door: "Two or three firecrackers, the world changes years; when plum blossoms are four or five o'clock, the world is spring."That's Dad's way of writing.

In the past, Wan Yun's family lived next to her aunt's house.Then there was a fire, and the aunt's house was unscathed, and Wan Yun's house was completely burned down.After a few days, people said that it was my uncle who was fighting outside and offended someone, but the avenger had mistaken his location, and Wan Yun's family got into big trouble.But the parents didn't argue about anything, and moved to the neighboring village silently.Wan Yun felt that she should tear herself apart back then.The swallowing of her father and mother made Wan Yun angry for many years.

Compared with my childhood memories, my aunt's courtyard has changed its appearance a long time ago.It used to be a bungalow, but now it has two floors, but it is still dilapidated. It can be seen that the current situation is also embarrassing, but it was once "rich".The langan is clawing like a crab's feet, with green handrails slantingly pulled on the left side, and half of the stairs are covered with wild grass and wild flowers.The stairs are in danger of breaking free and falling to the ground anytime and anywhere, but for some reason, they make the whole half-new and old building more popular.As Wan Yun watched, the house seemed to stretch out its legs and start running anytime and anywhere.In the courtyard, there is the fragrance of polished yellow beans, and wild berries are shyly hidden when they see people, and there are dots and fragments of red and green.The woodcarved landscape of koi playing in the water is engraved on the doors and windows, which are somewhat sunken and peeled off due to neglect.

Wan Yun remembers her father mentioning that the old uncle was panning for gold with others. He drank too much and had heart palpitations when he had a little money, while the new uncle sold tofu and had little money. Everyone was looking for a chance to survive in the Qingping generation.

Wan Yun doesn't hold out too much hope.Life is tough, who wants to take in someone who eats rice all day.Mother didn't know if there would be any accidents in the city.The cart puller asked her to kneel down and beg her aunt, but she refused.

Wan Yun stepped forward and tore off the couplets that her father had written earlier.Those red papers have been reduced to crumbs, and as soon as they are touched, they are all turned into a handful of light powder dust, which makes people feel ashamed.

Wan Yun coughed and shed tears, and finally the closed door opened.

The auntie walked stiffly, stuffed a handful of dry food into the hand of the cart puller, and said coldly, "Go! Seeing a nest of people coiled up like maggots at the door makes me upset! I'm going to die."

The cart puller was not angry, just smiled silly, hugged Cai Xin onto the cart, and said, "Oh, I'm so sorry to bother you." He also said goodbye to Wan Yun, "Goodbye! We'll see you later you."

Wan Yun turned her head and wept alone.

The aunt didn't call her, just knocked on the door and said disgustedly, "Come in and wash the yams."

Wan Yun didn't go in, nor did she go far.She went to the place where she used to be.After Wan Yun's family moved out, Auntie took advantage of the opportunity to clean up the burnt ruins of Wan Yun's house and turned them into several fenced vegetable fields.The dark green vegetable seedlings fell into Wan Yun's eyes and were ridiculed.Wan Yun swallowed her sobs and stared fiercely at her aunt.

The aunt was guilty, but she knew that a child could not make any tricks. She glanced at her and went to the yard to get busy. She soaked the yellow beans, steamed the rice, fried green peppers and scrambled eggs, and even turned on the stove. Irritated and restless, I stretched out my chopsticks to taste some vegetables, and the salty coating on my tongue turned bitter, so I went out to watch Wan Yun.

Wan Yun dug a sweet potato from the vegetable field, and took out the fire bag from her bag.

The aunt was speechless when she saw that tears were still on her face, but she was still conscientiously guarding the fire to roast sweet potatoes.

"You can't kill the cockroach." The aunt laughed angrily.

Wan Yun retorted, "We're all in the same nest."

The aunt stretched out her slender index finger and poked Wan Yun's forehead fiercely, and said, "Tell you, our family is at the end of its rope, and we don't raise horizontal grass or turn it into vertical grass."

"Money, I can earn it myself." Wan Yun didn't care, "I just want you to be close to the city, and I will go to the city tomorrow to find my mother."

"That's fine! The firewood room will be shared with you. If you dare to spend a cent of our family's money, I will sell you!"

"Okay, you just treat me like pork and sell it by the catty." Wan Yun wiped away her tears.

The aunt sneered, "Then it's settled, don't cry when I sell you."

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