Seed beans

"Mother, I'm sorry, I did something wrong today." Bian Wu held Bian Chunhan's hand tightly and went to the kitchen to tell Liu Fang'e.

Liu Fang'e wiped her hands on the apron, "Take the noodles to the table first, and we'll talk after eating."

No matter how difficult life is at home, Liu Fang'e arranges food as meticulously as possible whenever she is free.Bian Chunhan also saw that when someone was eating outside with a bowl, a bowl of white raw noodles was so mushy.Liu Fange always puts one or two kinds of green leafy vegetables inside the noodles cooked by Liu Fang'e, as well as sauerkraut fried in oil and a bowl of dry fried chili.It is a pot of noodles, and the whole family, big and small, eat happily.

Liu Fang'e and the youngest Bian Bo also drank the last sip of noodle soup in the bowl, and did not say anything about washing the dishes and scooping up water for everyone to bathe.

When the old man of the Bian family was around, there were some special rules. Although most of them have disappeared when they arrived at Bian Cunzhi's place, even if the boys of the Bian family played in the water every day in summer, they never took this as a bath like other families. In the evening, it is always washed with well water that has been exposed to the sun or boiled.

There are not enough basins at home, so we have to take a bath in batches.

Liu Fang'e waited for Bian Chunhan and Bian Wu to come out alone before going over and saying: "Your father and elder brother are not at home, and your mother doesn't understand the truth. They are both boys. You go and find out what is wrong with you." Where do you write it down, mother will keep it for you, since you know it is wrong, you can just don’t do it again next time, otherwise you can wait for your father and elder brother to come back, and you can figure it out.”

Bian Wu responded in a low voice.

Bian Chunhan tore a page from his homework book, lit a candle in the main room, and accompanied Bian Wu to write, while laughter and noise came from the inner room from time to time.

Bian Wu followed Bian Chunhan in school every day, and he already knew how to write a lot of characters. If he couldn't, he used pinyin. He wrote more than 100 characters without Bian Chunhan's help.

Candles are consumables. After lighting one, Liu Fang'e took the children's tattered gowns and put them together under the candlelight to mend them slowly. Moths bumped into them from time to time.

From then on, among the dozen or so brothers from the Bian family, some of them would often do this by lying on a low table by candlelight. Liu Fang'e did what she said and put away all the papers, but she never beat or threatened the child continuously.When Bian Cunzhi and Bian Yuan went out every year to try to earn money, Liu Fang'e, a woman, still raised a large family and son healthy and sound.

The most important thing for children is to go to school.Bian Wu still goes out and goes in with Bian Chunhan every day, although now he doesn't need anyone to watch him all the time.

Lulin Elementary School is still in the dilapidated rooms. If there is any change, there is an additional iron stove at the end of the eaves. The water is not boiled for students to drink, but a large iron pot is used on it. There is a bamboo stick in the pot, which is specially used for reheating meals for students who brought food from home too far away.

The thing was last winter, a few students really didn't want to eat the frozen buns, so they picked up firewood and ordered roasted buns outside.The dry weather in winter almost did not cause wildfires.The school has just added a stove, and the students have to collect firewood to light the stove by themselves. This happens in turn according to the class.The first and second graders are too young to ask them to do it. There are only a few children in the fifth grade, and those who can still pass the exam in the town are spread on the children in the third and fourth grades.

The children who light the stove usually pick up a few thicker firewood on the way to school and light up the stove before the last class.

After every class, Bian Chunhan took Bian Wuman around the school, picking up scraps of paper and short pencil ends or small black erasers thrown in the grass, in short, everything that could be used.Because of this, Bian Chunhan has never bought a pencil and eraser after several years of study, and saved the five cents and ten cents.

There is no bell in the school. The teacher yells and waits for the students to enter the classroom sparsely before class starts.

There was a puff of black smoke from the iron stove under the eaves, and there was a choking smell. Two classmates who made the stove gathered around to tinker.

Bian Chunhan saw the cloth bag stacked with patches at a glance.After Bian Wu could walk, he no longer carried bamboo baskets to school. Liu Fang'e sewed an old bag for him, which was specially used to hold the broken things.Bian Chunhan watched helplessly as the classmate who started the stove shook the cloth bag inside, and the waste paper he had picked up neatly for a long time fell into the blazing stove.

Bian Chunhan only felt the blood rushing to his forehead, rushed over and shook his fist.

"Who told you to touch my backpack! You give me back the waste paper!"

It was Luo Bing's turn to start the stove today and immediately wrestled with Bian Chunhan.When Luo Bing was in the first grade, he didn't get along with Bian Chunhan very much. He followed Bian Chunhan for several years and called him "stinky basket".Today he brought a few sticks of firewood, he was too lazy to look for hay to ignite the fire, so he got a bad idea and took the paper picked up by Bian Chunhan directly to ignite the fire.

"Hey, this paper was originally thrown by the big guy, when did it become yours!"

Luo Bingsheng was stronger, and as soon as he turned over, he pushed Bian Chunhan to the ground, and punched his flesh with fists.

"Bad guy, let go of my brother!"

Bian Wu rushed forward anxiously, scratching and biting, but Luo Jun didn't stop him.

"There was a fight, there was a fight..."

Bian Changji and Bian Fengli ignored the teacher's yelling, and saw their brother being beaten, they threw their hands out of the window.

Bian Wu bit Luo Bing's neck, and Luo Bing swung him vigorously in pain.Bian Wu slammed into the big iron pot with a "boom", knocking the pot over, and the lunch boxes and vegetable bowls inside rolled away.

Bian Changji jumped over and kicked Chen Chen, who was helping at the side, and smashed into a ball in the blink of an eye.

Several teachers pulled people away after they all came out of the classroom. Regardless of the reason, one of them kicked them twice, and they all stood against the wall.

"Teacher, teacher, my brother is bleeding!"

Bian Chunhan didn't say anything after being punched many times, but his voice was filled with crying.

A point above Bian Wu's brow bone was broken, and half of his face was covered with blood.

There are few teachers in the school, but there are many brats, and people are often injured. The school always has wound medicine and gauze. Immediately, a teacher led Bian Wu to stop the bleeding, and asked Bian Feng, who came behind and hadn't done anything yet, to follow, Bian Chun Han begged a few words and wanted to go, but received two more slaps, and was pressed against the wall and was not allowed to move.

Many classmates have spilled their meals.

The two teachers took the four of them to the two classrooms and beat them with sticks in front of everyone. They also yelled that it was their responsibility to make the stove for the next two months, and told everyone to eat their own food. When I picked it up, the steamed buns were all good, and there were five or six meals that I couldn’t ask for. The teacher took a few of them to compensate others, and even Bian Wu was hungry at noon.

Xu only walked out from the base of the wall during class in the afternoon.

Bian Feng picked up the old cloth bag and gave it to Bian Chunhan, and looked at Bian Chunhan with red eyes anxiously.

A cloth strip was tied crookedly on Bian Wu's forehead, a small spot of blood leaked out, and the area around the eyes was swollen.

"Brother Six, don't be angry, we will follow Luo Bing when we go back at night, and we will beat him up for you when he is alone." Bian Feng gathered around Bian Chunhan's table after class, muttering in a low voice.

Bian Changji also responded with righteous indignation.

As soon as Bian Chunhan moved, Bian Wu let out an uncomfortable "hum".

"No, I'll regret it just now, just pick up the waste paper when it's gone, why fight, hurt Wu'er, and you will be beaten by the teacher, everyone is hungry..."

Bian Changji and Bian Feng glanced at Bian Wu together, but they didn't dare to say anything.

The children in Bian's family grew up from young to young, and none of them could go home and chatter. Liu Fang'e believed that Bian Wu had accidentally dropped his head, and made a bowl of boiled eggs for him at night.From then on, even when he was angry, Bian Chunhan didn't do anything outside, so he didn't know how many times he was called "a wimp".

There was no good medicine for the wound on Bian Wu's forehead, and he let it heal on its own, leaving an obvious scar on the brow bone, even if it was fused with the original birthmark, it could still be seen.

Bian Chunhan regretted it once he saw it.

"Brother, don't worry about this too much. Father and elder brother have said that a man should have a scar." Bian Wu strode forward with a cloth bag hanging diagonally on his back, holding Bian Chunhan's hand.

In a blink of an eye, Bian Wu also went to elementary school, and Bian Chunhan went to elementary school for one more year.This year, Lulin Village Primary School has officially become a six-year school.Bian Chunhan and the others are the first sixth graders.Because of this, many children in Lulin Village did not sign up, and as a result, there were only twelve students left in the sixth grade.

Bian Chunhan is happy because he can study with Bian Wu for a year.

The second brother, Bian Hao, was successfully transferred to active duty, and he remitted more than 600 yuan in half a year.Bian Hu went to the city earlier and found a factory that filled pen refills. Regardless of his age, he was provided with food and housing. The first month was considered free, and from the second month he was paid by the piece. Bian Hu cooked it well. He worked non-stop for a day and earned 40 yuan a month. He insisted on sending all of it to his home, but Bian Yuan persuaded him to keep half of it for long-term planning. The ballpoint pen can't be kept for a lifetime.Bian Cunzhi and Bian Yuan first went to the construction site in the city to move bricks. They couldn’t save even the cheapest guest house outside, and they could bring some money back in a season. Everyone was working hard. Fortunately, there are rich people in the town recently. Gradually, the number increased, and they had to build houses. The two of them helped in the town, and they could come back to sleep peacefully at night, and they had to bring some food from home every day.

Even so, the Bian family barely maintained a balance of payments.Because the fifth elder brother Bian Ming became the second person in the Bian family to be admitted to the city's high school after Bian Jun the year before last.When he was in the third year of junior high school, he still wanted to follow Bian Hu and dropped out of school to work in the city. He asked Bian Cunzhi to slap his broom pimples, and compared Bian Hu's situation with his, and asked Bian Yuan to go to school. The harder he worked, the more he lived up to expectations. Last year, his third brother, Bian Jun, failed the university entrance examination and could only take a junior college. Bian Cunzhi didn't even ask Bian Jun what he meant, so he decided to ask Bian Jun to repeat his studies for another year.

Bian Jun usually has excellent grades, and even sorted out his junior high school notes, and used the week and a half day off to give tutoring to his classmates' younger brothers or sisters to earn living expenses.The high schools in the city only have half-day holidays on Sunday afternoons a week, and they have to go back to study in the evenings. They only have two days off in a month. Bian Jun can only come back once a semester. I missed the evening self-study, and I was scolded by the teacher, so I just stayed in school. As long as it was a holiday, I would give tutoring to junior high school students to earn a little living expenses.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault. I bought him an ice cream when it was hot. I don't know that people who have never eaten ice cream will have a stomachache!" Bian Hu wanted to pull his mouth out, Bian Jun finished the exam He just asked for a few days off and came back together, jumping up and down, eager to yell for the whole world to hear.

Bian Jun scored more than 60 points in the subject that he took the test in the afternoon of the first day.

Even the youngest of the Bian family, Bian Bo and Bian Wu, have reached school age, which means they can provide for two city high school students and seven primary school students a year. A few grabbed the tails to have a treat.Bian Wu's tuition fees depended on Bian Chunhan to scrape together a little bit, and in a few years, he could only save enough for the first year. IOU, the family paid Bian Wu's tuition.

Because this is the first string of money-swallowing holes, even the poorest and poorest people are unwilling to marry the girl to the elder brother, and Bian Yuan is still a widow at the age of 26 and seven, and there is no one who comes to make peace.Due to long-term labor and worry, Bian Yuan looked ten years older than her actual age, let alone a girl.

As long as Liu Fang'e mentioned this, she would wipe away tears anxiously.

According to the account book, Bian Wu is seven years old this year. In fact, he may be younger than Bian Bo, but he was born with long arms and legs when he was a child, and he was as tall as Bian Chunhan's chin when he was only in the first grade. Except for Bian Chunhan, No one can guess his real age after reading it.

"Who said a man would have scars on his face! Wu'er is such a handsome little guy. My brother heard from my third brother last time that the big hospital outside can not only remove the scars, but also find a way to heal your birthmark. When my brother earns money in the future, he will take us Wuer to show it to experts."

"En." Bian Wu responded forcefully, although he didn't mind the lump on his face at all.

Bian Bo and Bian Xiashi were fighting behind, and Bian Chunhan led Bian Wu from time to time to urge the over-excited little guys to hurry up.

"Hey, smelly basket."

As soon as Bian Chunhan walked to the school gate, he was hit head-on by a few balls of paper.

Since the fifth grade, Bian Chunhan has stopped picking up scraps all over the campus. One is that he can’t sell them for much money now, and the other is that it’s time to enter the town’s junior high school.Bian Chunhan's mind is not very bright at all, and most of his thoughts are no longer on his studies. Among his brothers, his grades are a little better than Bian Hu's back then.It was Bian Yuan who said harsh words, and if Bian Chunhan didn't learn well, he would beat his ass to the ground.

Bian Chunhan stopped Bian Feng who was about to say something, carefully picked up the scattered trash and threw it in the trash can.

"The little dog barks at you, but does anyone else bark at the dog?"

Bian Wu laughed cooperatively.

Luo Bing rolled his eyes angrily, "Let's wait and see!"

Bian Wu slowly withdrew his smile, and no one noticed his cold eyes that didn't look like a five-year-old child at all.