There are two bedrooms, one large and one small, with a kitchen outside. There is no bathroom or living room.

Instead, a public toilet was built nearby.

Considering the general environment at that time, the living conditions were relatively simple, but for those who had no place to stand, it solved a huge problem.

Like Bei Mingxue's parents, Zhou Xiya's father also worked in a brick factory.

However, he is not an ordinary worker, but the workshop director of a certain workshop, and he is in charge of dozens of people.

His family's economic conditions are also better than others'.

Zhou Xiya and Bei Mingxue are the same age, and after calculation, they are only more than a month older than Bei Mingxue.

Later, when they went to school, the two became classmates again.

Zhou Xiya's mother works in the labor union of the textile factory. She is a very enthusiastic and cheerful woman. She occasionally buys melons, pears and peaches, and asks Zhou Xiya to send some to Bei Mingxue.

Bei Mingxue's mother was very grateful, and every time she went back to the relatives' home in the countryside to bring back food, such as tender corn, fresh cucumbers, Chinese cabbage, wild mushrooms, etc., she also wanted to give her a share.

After coming and going, the two families became familiar with each other.

The two little girls also became good friends, playing with mud, playing with paper airplanes, and catching butterflies together...

Bei Mingxue's parents are very satisfied with their current life.

They are glad that they no longer need to be mud legs, and their children no longer need to be farmers.

I look forward to supporting my daughter to study hard so that she can be a little bit promising in the future.

The three of them lived happily ever after in their hard-pressed days.

Bei Mingxue's parents are hardworking people.

They found that the nearby river beach was full of wasteland, so they opened up a small area to grow some side dishes.

The river beach is not suitable for farming, and the crops are often flooded by flooding-if it is suitable, it will not become a wasteland.

However, the seeds are kept by the family every year, and there is no need to spend money.

Human strength does not cost money. If you can gain a little, you will save some expenses. Parents are working hard and full of energy.

Occasionally, there is too much rain in a certain year, and the river overflows, flooding the fields and failing to harvest, and they will not complain.

In the second year, I still used a pick to draw out a few ridges, sowed the seeds, took care of them diligently, and waited for the possible harvest.

Bei Mingxue remembered that her mother had grown a vegetable commonly known as beet.

The leaves are green and the mature roots are similar in shape to potatoes.Its stems and leaves are a bit sweet, and the root is the sweetest. Adults call it beet lumps.

It is said that it can extract brown sugar. My mother often buries the beet lumps in the stove that has just turned off the fire, and bakes them for her to eat like roasted potatoes and sweet potatoes.

She still remembers squatting next to the stove pit with Zhou Xiya, holding a warm roasted beet lump, burying their heads in eating, rubbing their little faces like cats.

The turning point of fate occurred when Bei Mingxue was five years old.

Her father suffered from stomach cancer, and after suffering for seven months, he passed away, leaving behind his widow and orphan.

A senior female star who has been active in the entertainment industry for many years said: "It is difficult to be a human being, and it is even more difficult to be a woman. It is even more difficult to be a famous woman."

For Bei Mingxue's mother, being a widow is difficult, being a widow with children is even more difficult, and being a widow with a child who has worked hard and has little savings is even more difficult.

Many people advised my mother to leave the family while she was young.

Mother wiped her tears and said that in the past three years of filial piety was emphasized, and I was a husband and wife with the child's father, so I had to be filial and dedicated to him no matter what.

That's what my mother said, and that's what she did.

After three years of mourning for her husband, she did remarry.

It's not that she doesn't miss her husband, it's not that she is so heartless, and it's not that she wants to pursue her own happiness so much.

The reality is, being a widow with kids is just too hard, so hard.

She is the only supporter at home and abroad. She is too tired and longs for a broad shoulder on which she can lean.

The man she married second was introduced by Bei Mingxue's younger uncle.

The family lives in a village on the outskirts of the city, more than ten miles away from the home of Bei Mingxue's grandparents.

During the slack season, I worked part-time at the same construction site with my uncle, ate in the same big iron pot, and slept in the same work shed, so I got to know each other very quickly.

Uncle said that he works quickly, has good eyesight, and has a good temper. Occasionally, if someone inadvertently bumps into him, he always blushes and smiles, and doesn't care.

Of course, he also had a marriage, and he also had a son who was five years older than Bei Mingxue.

I heard that his wife thought he was poor, so she ran away with a man who came to collect medicinal materials from other places.

With Bei Mingxue's mother's conditions, it is not easy to find a suitable partner.

What's more, what my brother introduced, I can't go wrong after all.

After the two met each other, the first impression they left was good. The man was already in his early forties, but he looked younger than his actual age. He was really shy, and he blushed when he spoke.

After a period of contact, the two families became one.

The man took his son and lived in the house left by Bei Mingxue's father.

The first time Bei Mingxue saw it, she didn't like her extra cheap brother.

Yuanyuan has a big pie face, very dark, and there are many pits. It is estimated that he had a rash when he was a child, and no one took care of him. He scratched it by himself.

The personality is also gloomy and gloomy, and he can not say a word for a whole day.

The little uncle is right, the man's temper is indeed quite good, but his good temper has a premise - he is not drinking.

And he would definitely drink alcohol for dinner every day, drinking that cheap, low-quality liquor in white plastic barrels.

Sitting at the dining table by himself, holding a wine cup, pouring himself a drink.Just some pickles and boiled peanuts in salt water, a small meal can last two to three hours.

He was almost drunk, and his eyes were also stagnant and frozen, like the eyeballs of a dead fish.His face was also red, like a hot prawn.My legs and feet are also not smooth, and when I walk, my two feet stumble over each other, and my mood also rises.

First crying, howling, and then cursing, scolding his father who has been submissive all his life and has been bullied by his mother all his life.

Call him that shrew-like mother who is domineering from home and beats all over the country.

Scolded him for being a "prodigal bitch!" who ran away with wild/men/people for being disobedient to women, and that "dead man who deserves to be hacked to pieces!".

Call him that "prodigal son" who is "just like your dead/mother, with a dead/virtuous/sex!".

The more he scolded, the angrier he became, and the more he scolded, the more angry he became, and he began to escalate to smashing things and beating his son.

His son seemed to be used to being beaten by him, and he was hardened. He didn't hide or cry, just let him beat him.

He was stuck like a wooden stake, and his face was also dull, expressionless.

Where has Bei Mingxue's mother seen such a formation?She had been with her ex-husband for seven or eight years, and she would quarrel occasionally.

She was surprised and flustered at the same time, so she hurriedly stopped her, since if she broke anything, she would have to spend money to buy it again, wouldn't she?Hitting a child is even worse.

I don't know, I thought what her stepmother did to the child.

However, the husband is no longer the shy and shy man who never speaks loudly in the daytime. She didn't mean to get out of the way, so she beat her wife together.

Bei Mingxue tried to protect her mother, but was also beaten.

The house with the ridge was not soundproof, not to mention the noise in their house was so loud that the neighbors were woken up and came to fight.

The man locked the door behind his back, opened the window with the welded guardrail, gestured and cursed the neighbors who came to fight.

The good-hearted neighbor was struck by lightning and became angry. If it wasn't for the protective fence, he would have to fight him.

Later, everyone found out that their family had such a rowdy scene almost every night, and the result of persuading the fight was that the more they persuaded, the more noisy they became, so they simply stopped persuading them.

It's just that the neighbors have been unlucky for eight lifetimes, and it's unbearable to hear them making noise every day.

Bei Mingxue and her mother are living in dire straits.

Objectively speaking, when a man is not drinking, he is not bad. When he sees a mushroom girl, a candy seller, a popcorn seller... he also thinks about buying some for the two children.

The brick factory distributes movie tickets for welfare. He and his mother were never willing to go to see it, but let the two children go.

He works part-time on the construction site, and occasionally others give him some candy, biscuits and melon seeds, and he has to bring them back to share with the two children.

However, he must drink every dinner, every time he drinks alcohol, he must get drunk, and when he is drunk, he must go crazy with alcohol, which is really intolerable.

Bei Mingxue's mother found out after asking someone that his ex-wife ran away because she couldn't stand his problem.

The truth covered up by the lies is cruel, the media protector's uncle was dumbfounded, and so was the mother.

Mom is considering divorce.

Of course the man disagreed, so the beating escalated into a violent beating, and his hands became indiscriminate—"You don't look down on me anyway! I don't have the heart to live with me, and I don't have to feel sorry for you! Women are all the same, None of it is a good thing!"

When he said this, his eyes were red because of drunkenness, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, viciously, with a choking fire/powder/smell.

The tragedy happened half a year after Bei Mingxue's mother married him.

That day, the son brought by the man went to his own grandparents' house.

The brick factory works in three shifts, the man works the day shift, and Bei Mingxue's mother works the night shift.

Her job is to lay bricks, which is very hard.

Building bricks for several hours in a row is often so exhausting that you can't straighten your waist.

When she was working in the factory in the middle of the night, she was always uneasy, worried that the man would drink too much and go crazy again.

His son is not at home today, will he go for Bei Mingxue?

After finally getting off work, she didn't even do the finishing touches. She greeted her colleagues and hurried home.

Pushing open the door of the house and seeing the situation inside, Bei Mingxue's mother was suddenly blindfolded, and the blood all over her body rushed to her head.

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