Travels

"Who knew that after the big song, he is so awesome now, and he suffered so much when he was a child. It's incredible that the parents of this poor mountain and evil puddle child can raise a wonderful person like sister Yu."

In the hotel's box, Ji Mingzhao propped his elbows on the table, sighed with his chin in his hands, and looked innocent and cute like a little girl.

"I can understand her very well. We also have several children in our family. The one who takes care of him is to be loved by others. The girls are just casual and don't care too much. The older generation always thinks that girls are outsiders. Other people raise children, to tell you the truth, I have an elder sister who has been abroad with her mother since she was born, and my father never cared about inquiring about other people's family until a few years ago, really..."

She is not interested in knowing the secrets of rich and noble families, and just stares closely at the photo in front of her.Due to the age, the edges of the plastic seal were curled up, the quality was poor, and it was wrinkled and light. The photo paper inside was yellow in one place and black in the other, and the faces of people surrounded by it could barely be seen clearly.

"I got it from Sister Yu's unlucky father. The old man has soft ears, and he is jealous after losing a few bets. He doesn't care what people want. He sold the photo without asking."

The history of the photos is about 20 years old. At that time, photo studios were still fashionable. The background was a large blue cotton cloth. A family of six stood in two rows, with shy and excited smiles on their faces— —Except for the girls in the front row.

Her eyes were firmly glued to that young face with a calm expression that did not match her age.Yu Qingge is probably only in his early ten years old, and he is short and thin, as dry as a half bamboo pole, which can be shaken down by the wind.However, it was such a pitiful little girl who actually held a two-year-old baby in her arms. The little thing had bright black eyes and was staring straight at the camera with eyes full of curiosity.

She never knew that Yu Qingge had so many brothers and sisters, and she couldn't even imagine that until now Men Hulu had never revealed anything to her.In retrospect, she seemed to be the only one who brought up family matters. Yu Qingge always kept a tight lid on her, and she was quickly dismissed when she was asked a few times. Therefore, she felt that it was probably because Mian Hulu had a bad relationship with the family, so she didn't want to bring it up. And, so I don't ask any more questions, now it seems... This is not something that can be summed up by saying that the relationship is not good.

Ji Ming looked at her and frowned, and then he lay down on the table and pointed at the photos to explain.

"Here, this is the eldest of the Yu family, who is loved by thousands of people. This photo was taken on his 12th birthday. According to their custom, a child will have a banquet to celebrate the 12th birthday."

The eldest lady's fingers had unexpectedly small teeth, short and round, and her nails were neatly manicured. She realized that her focus fell on a strange place, and she shook her head immediately, staring intently at the man standing in the second row. The boys surrounded by middle-aged men and women looked like.

"However, this is also related to the family's conditions. People who are too poor to afford it will pass it by. In the case of Yu's father's family, they can't afford it at all. It is said that they borrowed money to do it. It is the turn of the next few The children will have no share, so it can be seen that the boss is really favored."

It's true, the boy standing in the center is arrogant, with his little head held high, and he looks like he is not afraid of anything, it looks like he is spoiled.Compared with the skinny little bamboo pole in front of him, he is taller and stronger, with a round face full of flesh, it can be seen that the life is not bad, probably more than half of the Yu family's oil and water was given to him.

"Father Yu has been farming in the countryside for several generations. As soon as he got married, he took his wife to work in a factory in the city. Except for the eldest child who was born with him, the rest were thrown at his hometown in the country for grandma. Sister Yu is the second child, and there is a younger brother and a younger sister. According to the patriarchal virtue of this family, this third younger brother should also be brought to the city, but it is a pity that the child was born as a child. I'm lame, and I'm not very popular, so I stay with my sisters and sisters at home to make a living." The fleshy finger jumped from one face to another, and finally stopped in the arms of the little gourd "The youngest sister is pitiful. She died a few years after the photo was taken. It is said that she was seriously ill and had no money to treat her. She died in bed. Grandma is old and doesn't like girls. , all my mind is on the little cripple, the little sister is basically brought by sister Yu, and I don’t know how uncomfortable she must be when this happens.”

The young rich second generation sighed, and his clear and bright voice gradually faded, full of sorrow and puzzlement:

"I really can't figure it out. It was only more than ten years ago that there were still children who died of illness. This family would rather have a swollen face and pretend to be fat and lend money to the eldest son to hold a banquet than to lend money to the younger daughter for medical treatment." The disease is all the flesh that fell from the mother's body, how can there be such a big difference."

Xia Wanmu didn't speak, his thumb brushed over the photo, landed on Xiaozhugan's indifferent face, and rubbed it lightly several times.

"It's no wonder that Sister Yu is so good at cooking. When she went to the countryside, she could do everything with ease. It turned out that she was honed at home. According to their former neighbors, the little girl was cooking on a small bench when she was five years old. At the age of ten, it is too distressing to carry a milk doll on your back to collect firewood and make a fire."

"By the way, this is a photo of their hometown. I took it a few days ago and sent it back. It has been renovated several times. Now the cripple lives there. Unfortunately, I can't see the dilapidated appearance before."

Ji Mingzhao dug out more than a dozen photos from his bag, and piled them on the table, gesturing to her as if offering treasures.

The courtyard was not much different from the place she went to record the show last time. They all had the flavor of a new type of countryside, with white walls and red tiles, surrounded by a circle of cement and black fences. It can't be called beautiful, it can only be said to be barely Catch up with the products of modernization.

"Although it is not bad now, it was desolate before. The village was very remote. The cement road was not repaired until a few years ago. Teacher Yu still put in a lot of effort in the middle."

"Tell me more about her." Xia Wanmu interrupted the uninteresting explanation, "Her sister died of illness, what happened next?"

"Later... Sister Yu graduated from elementary school and went to study in the town. I heard that the old lady was still reluctant at that time. There was one less worker in the family, and the girl had to marry after a few more years. She wished to throw the basin of water out quickly. Fortunately, the crippled brother was a man of backbone and grateful, and helped the old lady to speak a lot. Fortunately, there was a policy at that time that tuition and miscellaneous fees were waived. Sister Yu promised her that she would not need a penny, so she was sent away."

Xia Wanmu frowned.

"How old is she, and she went to the town to study alone? How can she continue her studies without money?"

"It seems to be staying at a relative's house. I usually help with cleaning and doing work. At least I have finished junior high school."

She couldn't imagine what it would be like for a 12-year-old girl to live alone in a relative's house that she rarely interacted with. Even her own family members were stingy with giving a little warmth, let alone people with weaker blood ties?I'm afraid that in the eyes of others, Mianhulu is just a small worker with relatives and relatives. Not to mention the slightest benefit, it is conceivable that he can't do well to attract people's face.

It's funny, how did she ask when she first taught me how to play the piano many years ago-didn't your parents want to cultivate your hobbies?

Sitting in a well and looking at the sky is nothing more than that. She grew up surrounded by her family's pampering and love, and thought that everyone in the world would be carefree and happy just like herself, but she didn't know that in a corner thousands of miles away, there were people ignorantly waiting for death on the sickbed. Someone gritted their teeth, bleeding and sweating for something she could easily get.

"After graduating from junior high school, the old lady and Father Yu were eager to get people back to talk about marriage, but Sister Yu was quite wild, and ran away with a few little sisters to make a living in the city. Later, because of her good voice and distinctive voice, she was rejected. I was recommended to sing in bars, and after a few years of singing, my level has improved, and I happened to meet that year's draft again... This is fate, gold will shine everywhere!"

The eldest lady's eyes were bright, and she stuffed in a few more photos: "Look, this was taken when I was singing in the bar for a few years, it's so cool."

She took it over, with a hint of timidity in her heart, this is Yu Qingge's life that she has never participated in, full of suffering and torture, with little warmth, but still tenaciously blooming flowers from the dust.

"After Huaxing poached Sister Yu away, she didn't want fans to know that she was born in a rural area and didn't even go to high school. I was afraid that she wouldn't be popular because of it, so she sealed up the previous news and warned the family and her family. The insiders around me, it took me a lot of effort to investigate them!" The eldest lady blinked and leaned over to claim credit, "I'm sincere enough! In order to find a good spy, I... hey, it's just very difficult anyway. It's hard work! Sister Xia, do you think it's time for me to forgive my vulgarity? Can I still do that fanfiction..."

Xia Wanmu lowered her eyes, she could no longer hear the whispers in her ears, and all her attention was focused on the old photo from more than ten years ago.The bar was dimly lit, and the small table was filled with musical instruments. The female lead singer was slender, with slender arms, and her exposed skin looked pale due to overexposure.Those slender eyes seemed to be attracted by the flashlight, and they glanced over obliquely. Against the shoulder-length short hair, there was a kind of disdain, which reminded people of black roses, hidden in the astonishing beauty. With the coldest thorn.

That look was so familiar, the same as when she first met this person, and it often appeared in dreams for many years later.It was as if a boulder was pressed against her chest, and it was difficult to breathe. She was silent for a long time, and suddenly a ridiculous idea popped up in her mind.

"I'm going to visit her house."

The eldest lady who was still timidly waiting for a response opened her mouth into an O shape: "...what?"

She put the photo into the interlayer of the bag very preciously, and when she raised her head again, her eyes were clear, and her tone was unshakable and firm:

"Today. Go now."

The author has something to say: This article is also called "On the Only Possibility of Black Rose Turning into a Little White Rabbit"