Yipin Farmer

The two big men immediately punched Ting Hui several times, making him howl like ghosts and wolves. They stripped off his clothes and searched carefully, but it turned out that he had no money.A burst of fire came up, beat him up, rolled up his clothes and walked away.

He just dropped Tinghui and fell into the ditch.It's autumn, and it's still hot during the day, but it's already cool in the morning and evening.Ting Hui was stripped naked with only a pair of underpants left, and his teeth were chattering with the cold, and no one passed by in the wilderness to borrow a shameful dress.What's more terrible is that the mosquitoes at night are very fierce, so I had to slap and dance all night.

It was like enduring torture until dawn, hoping that someone passing by would rescue him.

In the distance, a sound of hoofbeats came from far to near.Ting Hui looked over in surprise, and his face fell when he saw that it was Li Dongsheng, an acquaintance, who was pulling two fat pigs over.He kept his head down all day long in the village and didn't see him looking up. Let him see his embarrassment, how can he see people in the future.

Ting Hui squatted down and hugged his head, but Li Dongsheng saw it with his sharp eyes and shouted, "Is this the second child of the Meng family? What are you doing here, Gudui? You're still naked."

Embarrassed, Ting Hui insisted, "I was invited to drink last night. I got a fever and wanted to cool off after drinking too much."

Seeing his distress, Li Dongsheng smiled: "Then I won't bother you, you can continue to cool off."

As he spoke, he whipped his whip and drove away quickly without a trace.

"Hey..." Ting Hui wanted to call him, but saw his back getting farther and farther until he couldn't see him, and slapped himself in frustration. Isn't this a life of shame?

Huh... Big brother, come and save me... Li Dongsheng will not save you, you bad guy...

"Tat-tat-tat..." The very lovely sound of horseshoes sounded again, and Ting Hui raised his head in surprise, and saw that it was Li Dongsheng who had returned.

Li Dongsheng threw him a cloth gown: "Put it on, I borrowed a gown from an acquaintance in the city. The duck has a hard mouth, and I'll freeze you to death if you don't meet."

The clothes were stained with oily spots and sweat, Ting Hui curled his lips when he looked at it, but now is not the time to be picky, so he quickly put on the clothes. Call Ting Shuang home.When Tingshuang came back, she was shocked when she saw the second child's bruised nose and swollen face, and hurriedly looked for anesthetics.

Ting Hui was lying on the kang humming and chirping. Anesthetics came over to check him, and found that it was all skin trauma, not any bones. It would be fine after a few days of treatment, and he left some plaster for him.

Ting Shuang asked what had happened, and scolded him: "Why don't you follow the right path, you brat, and ignore my words. This time, you will be at a disadvantage."

Ting Hui still refused to accept it: "I just want to make money, so that eldest brother doesn't have to wake up in the middle of the night to work hard, and Zhizhi doesn't have to stay up late to copy books. I didn't do anything bad or break the law, so it doesn't count." It’s immoral, it’s so hard for us to earn money, we have to think about a few copper coins, and we can’t even bear to drink tea. They throw a hundred taels of gold at Yao Jie’er, so there’s nothing wrong with killing him...”

Ting Shuang was so angry that he thumped him: "You still quibble, you have to lose your life one day to know how powerful you are, right?"

"Oh, it hurts..." Ting Hui screamed loudly.

Next to him, Dayingzi hurried over to persuade him, "Brother, don't beat him again, and take care of him when he recovers."

Xiaoyingzi also came over to join in the fun: "That's right, someone feels sorry for you."

"Damn girl, why don't you go home and burn the pot here?" Dayingzi raised his hand to hit him, but Xiaoyingzi ran away with a smile.

Ting Hui felt that he had lost his image in front of girls, so he hid his head under the quilt in shame.

Baoqi beside him laughed unkindly.Ting Shuang didn't want to beat Ting Hui, so she vented her anger on him and waved the kang broom: "What are you laughing at, why don't you bring the kettle here."

Li Zheng Li Changfu also came to see him when he heard the news, he was relieved to see that he was fine, he tapped on the ground with a cane and cursed: "Isn't it good to farm the land at home and eat a bowl of stable tea and rice? You don't want to be a bit of a demon moth, right? Fortunately, he just taught you a lesson, why don't you break your arms and legs to see your grandson?"

Ting Hui was scolded like an ostrich buried his head in the pillow and couldn't get out.

Ting Shuang added: "It's nothing to look for."

Bao Qi also added a sentence: "It deserves it."

Ting Hui was so angry that he threw a pillow at him: "When will it be your turn to scold me, I'll hit you when I'm well...Ah Choo..."

Aunt Zhou also said to him kindly: "Your father and I have also been neighbors for many years, so we are supposed to be qualified to teach you a few words."

"You say, you say."

"It's not a bad thing if your family is ruined. When you are young, you suffer a little setbacks and hardships, which can temper you. If your family loses, you lose the source of food, mouth and clothes, and hands. From then on, you can be self-reliant and be a useful person. It’s a bit difficult at first, but no matter how difficult it is, you can’t go down the road of deception. As long as you follow the right path and work hard, you will have a bright future.”

"Auntie's lesson is that I won't dare again in the future." Ting Hui obediently admitted his mistake and coaxed Aunt Li and Uncle Zhou away.

Ting Shuang washed him in the tub with a towel, scrubbed him, and then applied herbs.Ting Hui was beaten badly and tortured all night. He was cold, sneezing constantly, and even had a fever. He lay on the kang and groaned.

Ting Shuang squatted in the kitchen making medicine with a sullen face, and Bao Qi advised him: "Don't be angry, the second child relies on his own intelligence to grow well, and he is very restless. After suffering this, he will learn to be good in the future. It's a good thing. You can grow wiser if you suffer from it."

"Oh..." Ting Shuang sighed, "It's all my fault."

"What does this have to do with you? It's his own fault."

Ting Shuang still blamed herself a little, thinking about earning money with all her heart, forgetting what her younger brothers thought, earning money without effort is not the right way, it is bad.

The younger brothers are all sons-in-law who don't know how to make a living. After losing their parents, they are forced to work, learn to make a living and learn to be self-reliant, and become diligent and sensible, but they can't hold back when faced with temptation. The third child has always been honest and courageous. Little, Zhizhi is a person with great principles and lofty ideals, so don't worry about them.It's just that the second child is not reassuring, always thinking about taking shortcuts and making some messy friends. After this lesson, he will become more mature and stop thinking about opportunism, which is not a bad thing.Thinking of this, Ting Shuang finally felt better.

Ting Shuang hurriedly sent Ping An to the city to deliver the goods, and then went to the kitchen to cook, boiled pimple soup, and steamed eggs with hot steamed buns.

After finishing, he took the rice to the back room and asked Ting Hui to get up to eat. He saw plaster on his forehead, his beautiful peach eyes turned into panda eyes, and a bruise at the corner of his mouth. Poor man, he is not as suave as before. Son, couldn't help laughing.

Ting Hui was not happy: "I was beaten like this, but you can still laugh, what are you doing?"

"Stop laughing." Ting Shuang suppressed a smile, "Hurry up and eat, I steamed three fresh eggs, steamed twice as you said, added minced meat and chives, I didn't have mushrooms at home, so I made it with mushroom soup. It’s too late to make porridge, so drink some noodle soup to keep warm.”

Ting Shuang thought of the people hiding in the firewood hut in the backyard, and took some food to look around, but there was only a small cloth bag on the grass bed, but the person surnamed Geng was nowhere to be seen.Opening the cloth bag, there was a horsewhip and two pieces of silver in it, which looked like six or seven taels.Ting Shuang knew that the surnamed Geng had left, and this thing was a souvenir left behind, so she happily put away the silver, and then saw that the horsewhip was made of fine leather and woven into a flower basket pattern, which was very beautiful, and it seemed to be the handicraft of people who run alone all the year round. Put it away and use it.

Because Ting Hui was recuperating at home, Ting Shuang had no choice but to drive the car to the city again to deliver the goods, and then took Bao Qi.

Sitting in the bullock cart, the two of them felt very comfortable facing the early autumn morning breeze, which also sent an unknown fragrance of flowers.Baoqi was picked up to work before dawn, squinting and dozing on Ting Shuang's shoulder.

On a rugged country road, a child was walking with difficulty with a large basket on his back. His shabby clothes could barely hold the meat, and his short trousers were hanging on his calf. He looked very pitiful.Ting Shuang pulled the reins to stop the car.

"Going to the city? I'll take you all the way."

The child was very happy, thanked him and climbed into the ox cart.

"Which village are you from?" Ting Shuang asked him.

"Scattered Flower Village."

"I'm so unfamiliar, I haven't seen you before. What's your name?"

"My name is Xiaodouzi, and I live with my mother on the mountain, far away from the village and rarely go to the village."

Ting Shuang saw a lot of grass and medicine in his big basket.He asked again, "What's in your basket? That's a clover. What do you do with it?"

"My mother is sick, and I don't have money to ask a doctor to see a doctor. I will go up the mountain to pull some herbs and send them to the Huichun Hall in the city. I will ask them to see which medicines are suitable for my mother's symptoms. I will go home and cook them for my mother."

Ting Shuang sighed, there are poor people everywhere, seeing that this child is so young, he has to bear the burden of supporting the family. In his previous life, he read in the newspaper that an eight-year-old child who went to school while taking care of his sick parents was very pitiful.

"How old are you?"

"Fourteen."

"Ah?" Ting Shuang was taken aback. This child is so thin and small. Ting Zhi was at least two heads taller than him when he was his age. It may be due to long-term malnutrition and poor development.It's so pathetic.

"Why don't you move to the village? The uncles and aunts in the village will help you a little bit."

"I can support myself." Xiaodouzi puffed up her chest.

Ting Shuang happened to still have a little bit of money left by the surname Geng in her hand, and she was quite loose, and wanted to give some money to the child, but she changed her mind after hearing what he said, and withdrew her hand.

After entering the city, Xiaodouzi jumped out of the car and waved goodbye.

Baoqi watched him leave, and asked Ting Shuang, "Did you just want to give that child some money, why didn't you give it again?"

Ting Shuang didn't answer, but asked instead: "Do you know what pain poverty can bring to people?"

Baoqi said without hesitation: "I can't eat enough to wear clothes, I can't buy my favorite things, or even worse, I can't even eat."

"It seems that you still don't understand what poverty is."

Baoqi snorted: "I don't understand. Poverty means having no money. I have lived in your village for a few days. I eat steamed buns, eat radishes and drink vegetable soup, wear coarse clothes, and there is nothing decent in the house." Furniture, that's poverty."

"The most painful thing about poverty is not the physical one, but the spiritual one." Ting Shuang said solemnly. In his previous life, he had the inheritance left by his parents. Although he had no worries about food and clothing, he couldn't buy whatever he liked. stuff, so he had to learn to control his desires.He thought it was poverty.When he was in middle school, there was a student in his class who ate dry buns every day and couldn’t afford tuition and miscellaneous fees. At that time, he realized that there are people who are more miserable than himself in the world, and it’s nothing if he can’t buy what he likes.

One day when he was in college, he accidentally discovered that someone was digging through the trash can in the middle of the night. He reported the situation to the dormitory administrator. The administrator immediately judged that a poor student was very hungry and rummaged through the trash can. His first reaction was to give that classmate money. , calling for donations.The administrator warned him that he must keep it secret, and that no one should ever know about it. If he found out who the student was, the school would come forward to help him. Later, the student found out that there was a lot of money on the campus card for no reason.

Since then, he has understood that poverty hurts people not only physically, but also mentally, especially the blow to dignity.Helping others is not real help if it causes psychological burden to others, or hurts self-esteem.

"Why are you sad?" Baoqi looked at him nervously.

"It's nothing, I just feel a little emotional when I think about the past." Ting Shuang wiped his eyes and said, "Poverty hurts people not only because of poor food and clothing, but also damage to self-esteem. You see, the child lives with his mother." On the mountain, I don’t want to be in the village because I don’t want to be helped for nothing. He is sensitive at this age, has a strong self-esteem and is easily hurt. If my help hurts his dignity, it will be counterproductive.”

Baoqi was shocked, and looked at him thoughtfully. It was the first time he had thought about such a problem in his life. Before, when he saw other people in poverty, he occasionally got up, and would throw a handful of money boldly in order to help others. At the same time, it feels very cool to enjoy the sense of superiority over others.But I never thought about the pressure and self-esteem damage to others.

"Then how should we help him?" Baoqi began to think about this question.

Ting Shuang didn't answer him right away, but instead asked, "What do you think? Originally you were kind enough to help others, but you put a psychological burden on them, so what should you do?"

When we arrived at Huiyuan Building to unload the goods, the shopkeeper asked, "Why did you come here again? Wasn't your brother here to deliver the goods a few days ago?"

Ting Shuang was embarrassed to speak directly, laughed a few times, and chatted a few words to prepare to leave.When I turned around, I found that Baoqi was gone, so I hurriedly searched everywhere.

At a secluded corner of the street, a capable servant stood in front of Baoqi: "Master, this servant has gone to Sanhua Village to secretly dig Chu Tianqing's grave, and there is no such thing inside."