That broken love

Qianluo Village in the 80s was still a relatively backward small village, not to mention far from the county seat, and the traffic was very blocked.

There are a total of [-] or [-] households in the village, and you can see the whole village at a glance from the head of the village.

There is not even a school in Qianluo, and the children have to travel seven or eight miles to the neighboring villages to study.

Luo Jian, 12 years old, a happy, righteous and warm-hearted child, is studying in the fifth grade of Daliuzhuang Village Primary School in Zhangjiawan Town.

Luo Jian was an only child, but one day in [-], he accidentally picked up a baby, and since then he has another little brother.

At noon that day, the sky was dark and the north wind was blowing. Luo Jian had dinner and was about to go to school. When he passed the village entrance, he saw a few people around him.

He also ran over to join in the fun, only to find that people were discussing around a big cardboard box.

The mouth of the box was half open, and what was wrapped in cotton cloth was a newborn baby.

It was winter at this time, and the weather was very cold. The child lay quietly in the box, his eyes were closed tightly, his little face was blue from the cold, and he didn't know if he was still breathing.

The villagers all talked about pitying the child, but no one wanted to pick it up.

The wind was getting stronger, and the child's lips were frozen blue.Luo Jian felt sorry for him, he reached out to pick up the big cardboard box and ran home without thinking.

The spectators then crowded the house. Luo Jian's parents were simple and honest peasants. When they saw their son picking up a child, the couple didn't blame him, but felt sorry for the child.

Immediately carried him to the kang, unwrapped the cotton cloth bag and saw that it was a boy, his body and limbs were sound, and there was nothing wrong with it, but the child was too weak, probably only about four catties, like a premature baby.

At that time, patriarchal thinking was particularly prominent. It would be even more unbelievable that any family would throw away a good-looking baby boy, unless...

Unless the poor child is a illegitimate bastard.

As soon as the little guy slowed down, he grinned and cried loudly, and his voice was not low, which made Luo Jian very happy. He teased him and asked, "Hey, little thing, where are you from?"

Everyone was amused by Luo Jian again. Mother boiled a bowl of rice soup and fed it to the little guy. The little guy looked like a hungry wolf. After drinking the rice soup, his complexion improved obviously, and he stopped crying. He closed his eyes and fell asleep again. up.

Luo Jian lay on the kang and stared at his little face intently, and from time to time he leaned over to smell it, and people said: "Xiao Jian's mother, you and your wife are good-looking children and forget it!"

"Yes, Mom, just keep him! Look how cute he is!" Luo Jian tugged at his mother's arm and begged.

The mother relented, and the father was also smoking a bag of cigarettes beside him, and said cheerfully: "If you stay, you will stay. He is a good child. If he can be picked up by Jian Er, he is destined to be with our family!"

Luo Jian looked at the little guy lightly for a while, then turned back and asked his mother, "Mom, what should he call me from now on? Brother?"

The mother smiled and said, "Yes, but don't call me brother."

Luo Jian asked again: "Then shall we give him a name?"

Mother said: "You can name him, he was picked by you, this is the most suitable name for you."

Luo Jian was worried, and after thinking about it for a long time, his head was about to break his head: "Why don't we call it Dongxuan, I picked it up in winter... Oh, no, no, it's too ugly! Or...Called Dongsheng Forget it! So old-fashioned..."

The father laughed from ear to ear, and the mother said: "Look, this child is quite fair, with a small face like jade."

Luo Jian had a flash of inspiration, and immediately shouted: "That's right! Then call him Yu! Luo Yu!"

Since Xiao Luoyu came to the village, it was a coincidence. In the past two years, there have been several disasters in the village. Recently, the son of the fifth aunt's family accidentally fell into the well and drowned.

But people pointed their finger at Luo Yu, who was only two years old. An innocent child became a disaster in the eyes of the villagers.

The pointing and slander behind his back made his honest father unable to hold his head up, and his mother also seemed to discriminate against Xiao Luoyu.

The third grandpa, the oldest in the family, couldn't sit still, and went to find Luo Jian's house in person.

"I said Xiaojian's father, your fifth aunt and his son drowned, do you know that?"

My father squatted under the eaves, smoking a cigarette, and said, "Can I not know?"

The third grandpa sighed: "Don't blame me for talking about you, since you picked up such a... oh! Look, in the past two years, there has been no accident? Ominous, very ominous !"

Luo Jian jumped out of the room when he heard it, and shouted: "What does this have to do with my brother! We did not do anything wrong with their family! You are too unreasonable! Whoever has an accident with their family will throw shit away!" Putting the basin on my younger brother's head, you are bullying him because he is young and a foreigner, right?"

The third grandpa stared: "This kid, who are you talking to? Are you so big or small?"

Luo Jian exclaimed: "You are not old or young! Even adults still expect to bear such a small child!"

The third grandpa had nothing to do with him, so he just said to Luo Jian's father, "Hurry up and send that baby away, or our village won't be able to calm down!" Then he walked away.

Luo Jian's family immediately fell into a haze, his father kept smoking, his mother kept sighing, Luo Jian was so angry that he didn't know how to curse to relieve his hatred.

Little Luo Yu, who didn't know anything, looked at the adults with a confused face, and quietly grabbed Luo Jian's hand, and said in a childish voice: "Brother, hug!"

The unfortunate incident happened when Luo Yu was four years old, which left a story for the villagers.

That evening, my father, who had been working in the fields, was about to go home when the high-voltage line on the side of the road suddenly broke and he was hit by his father. The moment the high-voltage current passed through his body, his father died.

The pillars of the family suddenly collapsed, and the sudden disaster caused my mother to have a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. After some medical treatment, she finally saved her life, but she was paralyzed for life and could not take care of herself.

The originally constrained life was made worse, and all the burden of life fell on Luo Jianjian, who was only 16 years old.

While lamenting this unfortunate family, people also intensified their hostility towards Luo Yu.The four-year-old little Luo Yu has become a complete disaster in people's eyes. People avoid him, lest this ominous child will bring disaster to them.

The third grandpa and the others even persuaded Luo Jian repeatedly to send Luo Yu away or throw it away quickly. Regardless of Luo Jian's young age, if he made up his mind, no one could say anything.

People couldn't think of a better way for a while, so they could only avoid the two brothers.

Thanks to the help of two neighbors with good relations, coupled with the little relief from the government, the life of Luo Jian's family was barely maintained.