Classmate, your pants are fading?

Qi Heng remembered that it was winter, it seemed that the Spring Festival had just passed, and the icicles hanging from the eaves of his small bungalow were his favorite toys.He broke one with one hand and played with each other.Halfway through the game, his younger sister came out. The little girl's raised phoenix eyes were very different from Qi Heng's almond eyes.Qi Heng handed her the ice pick in his hand for her to play with.

The little girl happily took it over and began to fight with her brother.The two fantasized that they were the bravest fighters and fought fiercely. Although their palms turned red from the cold soon, they both had a good time.

In Qi Heng's memory, it was his last day to play with his sister.

That day, a man came to the house.Bald, slightly fat, wearing glasses.The first time Qi Heng saw him, he felt that this uncle seemed very kind.At least he looks kinder than his father.

As long as he can remember, he remembers that his father loves to beat him.

I was naughty and hit him.Father himself was upset and beat him.My sister was disobedient and beat him.Mother's meal was burnt, beat him.

Qi Heng never understood why he was always beaten.But he felt that he was the only man in the family other than his father, and beating him was better than being beaten by his mother and sister.

He leaned against the door frame and looked curiously at the strange man who came to the house.The bald man smiled when he saw him, and waved to him.Qi Heng didn't go there.He took another bar of chocolate out of his pocket.This time Qi Heng couldn't bear it anymore and walked over carefully.He looked at the chocolate in the stranger's hand, then at his father who was smoking heavily and at his mother who was secretly wiping tears, and took the chocolate carefully.

"Good~" the man patted his head and said with a smile.

Qi Heng was very happy.He was rarely praised since he was a child, and even less rewarded.

He smiled embarrassingly and ran out of the room, squatting outside the door to unwrap the chocolate, broke off half of it and handed it to his sister who was staring at him eagerly.The two of them squatted half in the corner, eating the sweetest delicacy for them.

The three adults in the room thought the kids had run off to play and kept talking.

"3000." The strange man said.

"No. At least 5000." Qi Heng heard his father's voice.

Did he think about buying the cattle at home?A lot of money.

"Brother, this price is impossible. You go and ask, where is it so expensive? I only paid more because I saw that this child is cute and a boy." But the hairs stood on end.

Putting down the chocolate he had licked, he pricked up his ears and listened carefully, covering the ominous premonition overflowing from his chest.

"4000!"

"3500. If you give 500 more, you can buy milk powder for your sister-in-law's child." The man's voice was still very gentle.

The mother on the side finally couldn't help crying, trembling and suppressing her own crying.

Qi Heng was surprised.He didn't know that his mother was pregnant again.The mother is fat, and she would occasionally tell herself that she lost weight before giving birth to him.Although a little fat, but Qi Heng thinks his mother is still very good-looking.At least he thought his mother was the prettiest in the village.Because of this, he felt that the gossip about his mother in the village was all because of jealousy of her good looks.

Some people said that the mother was undisciplined and became pregnant before she was married. His father was actually a taker.

Some people also said that their mother had cheated and that she had given birth to a man from the city, but that man lied to her and left her and ran away.

Others said that the father knew about the mother's pregnancy before marriage and married her to save the dowry.

In the final analysis, the starting point of these claims is that Qi Heng does not look like his father, Qi Jiacheng.

In mountain villages without so much knowledge and advanced technology, the older generation often judges whether a child is their own by their appearance.But Qi Heng's big eyes became his worst gift.Qi Jiacheng has single eyelids and small eyes, so every time he sees his son, he feels that his wife has put on a cuckold for him, and he gets angry.The more Qi Heng's mother explained, the harder he beat him. Later, she became numb and no longer refuted. After this silence, Qi Jiacheng felt that he had grasped the truth and completely believed that Qi Heng was not his child.

The family was not well-to-do, but now that his wife is pregnant with a child again, Qi Jiacheng has twisted his mind.He first took his wife to the county hospital to take a B-ultrasound, and gave the doctor a red envelope and learned that the child was a boy.He was ecstatic, feeling that after raising his son for others for so many years, he finally had his own son.So the more he looked at Qi Heng, the more he disliked him, and finally he found an unknown man in the village, and asked for the contact information of this strange man at home.

He is going to sell Qi Heng to raise his own child.

Although Qi Heng is young, he is smart and sensible.He faintly noticed the content of their transaction from the simple conversation of several people.But he still didn't understand what happened to his family that caused him to sell himself so short of money.He didn't learn from the bald man until much later that his father thought that he was not his child and that it would be useful to sell him for some money.

"3800, good luck!" Father was still bargaining.

Qi Heng handed the chocolate in his hand to his younger sister who had already eaten half of it, and then kissed her forehead.

"Haha, big brother is really interesting. I don't even look at what's on sale. Is this auspicious?" The man gradually withdrew his smile, "Okay, auspicious, right? 3600, is it auspicious?"

Qi Heng helped the beggar to stand up, and brushed the dirt off his trousers.

"How to get 3666?"

Qi Heng felt sick to his stomach.The sweetness of the chocolate in my mouth just now is completely gone, I just feel a churning in my stomach.

The bald man laughed, so contemptuously.

Qi Heng couldn't take it anymore.He rushed into the room before the man could speak, and shouted: "Uncle! Please stop talking..." He lay on the ground and vomited halfway through his words.However, there was nothing in the stomach, and after vomiting for a long time, it was just some sour water.

The mother ran over and hugged him distressedly, weeping uncontrollably.

Qi Heng spat out the contents of his stomach, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and looked up at his father.His eyes were teary from the vomiting just now.He raised his finger and pointed in the direction of his room, and said tremblingly, "I have 52 yuan and 3 cents in my piggy bank... I'll give you all of it. Is that okay? Stop talking..."

"Little bastard! Your money is my money! You——" Father took off his shoes and threw them at Qi Heng habitually.

But before he let go, the bald man blocked him.He looked at Qi Heng, then at the woman holding him crying out of breath, and said with a long sigh, "I'll give you 4000. I'll take away the child's usual things too."

The father put down the shoes in his hand and laughed: "It's fine. But it's inconvenient to take the clothes away, right? My new kid can still wear them when he grows up!"

Qi Heng started to feel nauseous again, retched a few times, but didn't spit out any more.

The man took a few deep breaths, and seemed to be suppressing his anger: "Okay. Let him choose."

Later, Qi Heng remembered that when he left home, he was carrying the small schoolbag he usually used to go to school. In addition to the textbooks, there were some underwear inside, and the only thing other than that was the 50 yuan that his mother gave him.He carried in his arms the tortillas that his mother had secretly baked for him at home.

The tortillas are warm, and winter seems to be less cold.