The slag attack is no longer scum [Quick travel]

Until the age of 18, Meng Xiangbei still gnawed at home and achieved nothing.

This year, the north was affected by war, and many people came here as refugees. Lin Zeqing and her father were the ones who fled. They were rescued by Father Meng when they were dying.

Meng Xiangbei fell in love with Lin Zeqing's beauty and sweet talk, and Lin's father married Lin Zeqing to Meng Xiangbei in order to repay Meng's father's kindness.

Finally got married, and the two had a good life.Meng Xiangbei made an oath to Lin Zeqing, and Lin Zeqing had all his heart on him.

Until Lin Zeqing became pregnant, once Meng Xiangbei came back from a trip, for some unknown reason, his attitude towards Lin Zeqing's family completely changed.

Regardless of the objections of Meng's father and Lin Zeqing, he drove Lin's father out of Meng's house when he was in poor health. He treated Lin Zeqing coldly and violently, taking money from Meng's father and Lin Zeqing to drink and visit brothels.

Lin Zeqing worked hard to give birth to her child Mao Mao, and raised him to the present age of four.

Maomao is four years old, but he can't keep up with food and clothing. He is thin and small, and looks about the same as three years old.

Meng Xiangbei didn't like this son, and Maomao wasn't close to him, and was even afraid. The closest thing Maomao was to was his ah, Lin Zeqing.He is sensible and precocious, and at a young age, he understands the difficulty of Lin Zeqing's life. He can pick wild vegetables with a small bamboo basket on his back, sweep the floor with a broom twice his size, and wipe the table with a rag. He is using his little strength to help His ah.

Although Meng's father was a hunter, he was getting old, and the things he hunted became less and less, and his family fortune was gradually emptied by Meng Xiangbei, the only son.

That was the year, when the family had no money to celebrate the New Year, Father Meng went hunting in the mountains in a snowstorm. Unfortunately, he met a blind bear. Many days later, the people who went up the mountain found Father Meng's dead body.

The death of Meng's father is tantamount to a catastrophe to the old Meng Xiangbei.

Meng Xiangbei still had some affection for Meng's father. For the sake of Meng's father's death, he sold the brick house and the family moved to the dilapidated old house.

Meng's father is dead, and Meng Xiangbei is still dawdling.

This time, Mao Mao saw that picking mushrooms could make money, so he secretly followed a few teenagers up the mountain. On a rainy day, the road was slippery, and he fell down the mountain, directly hurting his leg.

In the original world, when Mao Mao was injured and brought home, Meng Xiangbei beat Lin Zeqing for the first time, and stole money to go to the county town to drink flower wine.

The injured Mao Mao was carried back, Lin Zeqing borrowed money from the villagers, and took Mao Mao to the county town to find a doctor, but unfortunately met Meng Xiangbei.

The money he finally borrowed was taken away by Meng Xiangbei and transferred to Chunman Garden.

He didn't have money to treat his legs, and if he didn't get treatment in time, he got infected. Mao Mao's legs were amputated.

Lin Zeqing watched her well-behaved and sensible son become disabled, and her heart was tormented. Especially Mao Mao could be cured, but the hope of being cured was deprived by Meng Xiangbei, his father.

Meng Xiangbei didn't take it seriously, and after that, not only did Lin Zeqing be raped at home day and night, but he also beat and scolded Mao Mao, who couldn't walk without a leg.

That day, Lin's father was in poor health in the middle of the night and was about to die, so Lin Zeqing had to rush there overnight.That night, Meng Xiangbei, who was drunk, knocked over the candlestick, and the fire spread in the alcohol.

Meng Xiangbei escaped, but Mao Mao broke one of his legs, and was burned to death in the raging fire.

That night, facing the death of Lin's father and Mao Mao, Meng Xiangbei couldn't bear the blow after all, and went crazy overnight.

The villagers helped Lin's father's death, but Lin Zeqing kept holding on to the scorched Mao Mao.

Not long after, the crazy Lin Zeqing committed suicide by throwing herself into the river holding Mao Mao who had been dead for a long time.

It was at that time that Meng Xiangbei suddenly repented, but the mistake had already been made.

Finally, Meng Xiangbei set a fire again and burned himself to death.

After sorting out the information, the nightmare beast's head hurts. This original owner is really hateful. Even he can't wait to stab him a few times. Even if he burns himself to death later, he still can't repay the debt he owed, whether it is as a son or a husband. Or father, he is unqualified. In a word, he is the original owner. Living is a waste of air, and dead is a waste of land.

Lin Zeqing hugged Mao Mao who was sleeping, and secretly glanced at Meng Xiangbei, who was silent and ugly, from the corner of her eye. She didn't understand what happened to Meng Xiangbei, and was afraid of making him unhappy again.

Lin Zeqing moved to the side with the child in his arms, and moved away from him little by little. Meng Xiangbei helped his forehead, pretending not to see him. Now that he has become Meng Xiangbei, he must be a good husband and father. Yes, as for the good son, there is no other way. Father Meng died a month ago.

Meng Xiangbei thought about the future in his mind until he got home.

The people in the village knew about the hairy legs, and when they saw the familiar ox cart, they rushed up to ask about the situation with concern, and they were all relieved when they learned that it could be cured.

When the ox cart arrived at the door, Lin Zeqing hugged Mao Mao and wanted to get out of the cart, but found that her legs were numb and could not move.

Sensing his strangeness, Meng Xiangbei jumped out of the car and stretched out his hand, "Let me hug you."

When Lin Zeqing was hesitating, Meng Xiangbei could not help but hug Maomao in.

Maomao was still asleep, and Meng Xiangbei put him on the kang.

Lin Zeqing slowed down for a while, and when she could barely move, she immediately got out of the car, limped into the house, and took out Mao Mao's clothes to change for him.

"I'll go and boil some hot water for Maomao to wipe off." After speaking, Meng Xiangbei turned and left the room.

Lin Zeqing was sitting on the edge of the kang, holding a fluffy little clothes, motionless, he turned his head to look in the direction of the kitchen, because he was so close, he saw the man's figure immediately.

When Meng Xiangbei boiled hot water, Lin Zeqing wiped Mao Mao's body and changed him into clean clothes.

Meng Xiangbei looked at Mao Mao's small naked body, there was not much flesh, and the ribs under the skin could almost be seen, and his throat suddenly choked.

Whether it is Lin Zeqing or Mao Mao, it is too bitter.

Averting his gaze, Meng Xiangbei looked around the house.

This is the old house of the Meng family, a house made of mounds of earth, two rooms, one large and one small, there is a stove and a storage room, and the toilet is also very simple.Outside is a small yard surrounded by fences.

A few years ago, after Meng Xiangbei treated Lin Zeqing coldly and violently, the two slept in separate rooms.

A month ago, the family of three moved to the old house. Meng Xiangbei sat in the larger room, while Lin Zeqing and Maomao slept in the narrow and dark hut.

Now Meng Xiangbei carried Maomao to his big house.

It is said to be a big house, but it is actually not that big. There is an earth kang, a desk, a cabinet, and a table, and there is no place to put other things.

This is true of the big house, let alone the hut next door.

Meng Xiangbei sighed, he will have a hard time ahead, not only to repair his relationship problems, but also to earn money to support his family, there is a long way to go.

Lin Zeqing concentrated on changing Mao Mao's clothes, and only after she finished changing did she see Meng Xiangbei in the kitchen.

Meng Xiangbei seems to be cooking! ?

The man was wearing a blue robe, tall and tall, with a broad back, and the side faces that were occasionally seen had sharp edges and corners, like knives and axes.Meng Xiangbei was handsome, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. He didn't work in the fields on weekdays, and his skin was a little fairer than that of Lin Zeqing.

At that time, Meng Xiangbei, who was handsome and was admitted to Tongsheng, did not know how many girls, the perfect man in my brother's mind, even people from the county town came to propose.

But at that time, Meng Xiangbei fell in love with the beautiful Lin Zeqing and insisted on marrying him as his husband.

Lin Zeqing's eyes fell on the busy back of the man in the kitchen, and she felt that it was very strange.

In the past few years, he has never seen Meng Xiangbei enter the kitchen. Even when they were in love, Meng Xiangbei practiced "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen". What he saw most was Meng Xiangbei slumped on the bed while drinking, Drunk and dreaming.

Cooking is not difficult for Meng Xiangbei, but the difficulty lies in "a clever woman can't cook without rice".

This family is really poor.

There is only a thin layer of rice left, a small bag of flour, no meat, no fish, some wild vegetables, but they are also listless, yes, there are a few corns and sweet potatoes.

No wonder the whole family is so thin and malnourished, how can they grow meat without meat.

Even the original owner who ate well was only taller and not too thin, but he was better than Lin Zeqing and Mao Mao.

Meng Xiangbei took out a sweet potato and cut it into thin shreds, mixed it with rice to steam the rice, and planned to bake some corn tortillas.

One-third of the ingredients were used up at once, and Meng Xiangbei was heartbroken.

He sighed again: money is not omnipotent, but absolutely impossible without money.

"Ah..."

Lin Zeqing looked at Meng Xiangbei in the kitchen, unconsciously staring in a daze until Mao Mao woke up on the bed.

"Maomao, you're awake. Does your leg still hurt? Don't be afraid. The doctor said that as long as Maomao obediently takes the medicine, her leg will be fine soon." Lin Zeqing comforted Maomao softly.

The little guy's little face didn't have much color, it was the size of a palm, and there was no flesh on his cheeks. He only had a pair of big dark eyes, which were lively and energetic. They were also these eyes, which looked very much like Meng Xiangbei.

"Ah, Maomao doesn't hurt."

Mao Mao stretched out her small hand and put it on the back of Lin Zeqing's hand, "Don't cry, Ah."

Lin Zeqing's eyes were red but he didn't cry. He rubbed Mao Mao's hair, "Well, Ah don't cry."

With Lin Zeqing's assurance, Maomao showed a smile on his face.

At this time, there was a grunt in Mao Mao's stomach.

Maomao silently lowered her head and clasped her little hands together.

"Maomao is hungry, isn't it? Ah, I'm going to get you something to eat."

"Not hungry." Maomao shook his head.He knew that there was not much to eat at home, so he wanted to eat less, and then less.He is just hungry now, and he will eat when he is very, very hungry.

At this moment, Meng Xiangbei from the kitchen came over with medicine.

Before the medicine arrived, the bitter smell of the medicine had already radiated from the room.

The black medicine was still steaming on the table.

Before cooking, Meng Xiangbei was one step ahead of Lin Zeqing and boiled the medicine. Lin Zeqing couldn't help but look at it a few times in the middle, fearing that Meng Xiangbei would not know how to boil the medicine and ruin the hard-earned medicine.

Soon, Meng Xiangbei went to the kitchen to bring over sweet potato steamed rice and tortillas.

"Let's have dinner, Mao Mao is hungry, so he can't drink the soup on an empty stomach. After eating, the medicine will cool down, so you can drink it."

Lin Zeqing looked at the steaming rice and tortillas on the table, her eyes widened slightly.

Meng Xiangbei was going to the kitchen to cook, and he didn't dare to refute. He thought that if Meng Xiangbei couldn't do it, he would clean up the mess, but he didn't expect him to do it well, no, it should be better than him, it smells The aroma, I know it will not be unpalatable.

It's just that there is too much rice and noodles, especially the rice, which can actually be boiled into porridge and eat a few more meals.

Looking at these two things, Lin Zeqing already knew that the surplus food in the kitchen should be almost gone.

Lin Zeqing was worried, but she didn't dare to blame Meng Xiangbei.

Meng Xiangbei made half a bowl of rice and a cornbread, sat on the kang and said, "Maomao, Daddy feeds you."

"No need, you can eat first, I'll take Maomao's side." Lin Zeqing was startled, and even wanted to take Meng Xiangbei's bowl.

Meng Xiangbei raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly, "Go and eat."

Lin Zeqing's hand suddenly stopped, hesitating in place.

Meng Xiangbei sat half-sitting with the skinny little Mao Mao in his arms, and leaned against him with a folded quilt tucked behind him.

The little guy in his arms was so tense that he didn't even dare to move.

Maomao had never felt a father's love before. For Meng Xiangbei, a father, he longed to be close to him, but was also afraid of his approach. He didn't even dare to cry in front of Meng Xiangbei, because he knew that his father didn't love him, and he I was also afraid that my father would transfer his anger to Ah Mo.

Like a little rabbit facing a hunter, Maomao wanted to run away, but was afraid that if he alarmed the hunter, he would be caught immediately, so he could only stand there tremblingly, praying for the hunter to leave.

He was timid, not daring to look at Meng Xiangbei, and grabbed the hem of his clothes with his small hands.

Meng Xiangbei stuffed the tortilla wrapped in oiled paper into his hand.

"You take a bite of cornbread, and Daddy will feed you another bite of rice, okay?"

Maomao was dumbfounded. In his small hand, the tortilla was warmed through the oil paper. It wasn't hot, but it was hot. The fragrance came out, and he swallowed unconsciously.

"Quick, take a bite yourself." Meng Xiangbei urged.

Maomao tightened his hand holding the yellow cornbread, and his eyes fell on Lin Zeqing unconsciously, Lin Zeqing nodded at him.

Mao Mao lowered her head, took a small bite with her tiny teeth, and chewed in her mouth. The corn was sweet, and the pancakes baked out were fragrant and crispy. After one bite, Mao Mao fell in love with it.

I have baked tortillas before, but they are not as delicious as this one.

Maomao sneaked a glance at Meng Xiangbei from the corner of her eye, and immediately shrank back after seeing the comforting smile on the corner of the man's lips.

At this moment, a small spoonful of rice was brought to his mouth.

Mao Mao bit her lip, and opened her mouth to eat after a few seconds.

His eyes lit up slightly.

He had never eaten rice with so much rice, so rice with so much rice was so delicious.

Father and son, one feeds and the other eats, the atmosphere is harmonious.

Under Meng Xiangbei's reminder, Lin Zeqing sat on the table, eating tortillas, with complicated emotions.

What stimulated Meng Xiangbei?Why did it change all of a sudden?

Back then, he and Meng Xiangbei were in love with each other. At that time, Meng Xiangbei's attitude towards him suddenly cooled down.

Lin Zeqing couldn't accept such a huge change from the very beginning, but later he didn't care, he didn't care, but now, Meng Xiangbei has changed again, but Lin Zeqing knows that everything will be difficult to return to the past, and who knows what will happen next? Seconds, or tomorrow, will Meng Xiangbei change again.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-04-0817:22:44~2020-04-0917:40:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Ye Sang;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: Xuewu Mantian, ... 5 bottles; 729. Tuanfen Little Sweetheart, Autumn Diary, and Langran 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!