Please don't be so hard on me!

Miao Cun's cousin is called Yingying, and with the surname "Yu", it is Yuyingying.The little girl was just in the third year of junior high school and she was very strong. It was the time when she was intensively preparing for the high school entrance examination, and Miao Cun was surprised when she received a call from her.

"Brother Cuncun." Yingying and her elders called him by his nickname Cuncun, followed by the Southern habit of adding the word "Brother".

Miao Cun had just passed a video call with his aunt's family in the first month of the lunar year. The aunt wanted to send him fruit and dried fruit, but Miao Cun refused.Yingying was there at that time, but she was always very shy when facing Miao Cun, and went back to do her homework before she could say a few words.

"what happened?"

As soon as Miao Cun uttered his voice, Luo Minghan looked up at him with playfulness in his vigilance.He hadn't been lucky enough to hear such a gentle and gentle Miao Cun, so he didn't know what kind of suspicious person was on the other end of the phone.Miao Cun didn't receive his signal, only noticed that the cousin on the opposite side was faltering.

Children can behave like this, mostly because they have done something that they can’t clean up, or they have encountered problems that they can’t tell their parents. Miao Cun asked, “What’s wrong with you? Or is someone bullying you at school?”

"No..." Yingying asked him, "Are you busy with school?"

"It's okay, not too busy."

"My dad said—"

The voice was interrupted, and a stern "Yingying!" came from behind, which should be the voice of my aunt.With the sound of footsteps approaching, she snatched the phone away, and smiled at Miao Cun: "Yingying is fine, she just misses you."

Before Miao Cun could say anything, my aunt was about to hang up the phone quickly: "It's very late, my aunt hasn't cleaned up the house yet, let's talk another day, ah."

Miao Cun looked at the screen of the mobile phone, his eyes were slightly puzzled.My aunt was so indifferent to him, as if she didn't want to say a word.

Luo Minghan was still jealous: "Which female classmate?"

"My cousin." Miao Cun was still on the phone, "something may have happened to her, but my aunt and the others don't understand."

Luo Minghan was a little surprised. Although Miao Cun didn't know much about the world, he had the keenest intuition, which allowed him to directly reach the most subtle part of human nature.

A little girl who is still in junior high school, what can happen to her parents who don't understand her, and even ask for help and are cut off by her parents?Haunted by gangsters, pregnant with puppy love, bullied on campus, isolated in dormitory,... molested?

Miao Cun was still thinking about this matter until he fell asleep. Thinking of this possibility, he broke out in a cold sweat and sat up awkwardly.Luo Minghan was still on the balcony dealing with business on the phone. Through the glass door, he saw Miao Cun having a nightmare, his drooping face hidden in heavy shadows.

"Come here today," he interrupted the chatter on the other side of the phone, "Lily will contact you tomorrow morning."

When the glass door was pushed open, a gust of cold wind was brought in, Luo Minghan sat down on the edge of the bed, squeezed Miao Cun's cold hand: "Have a nightmare?"

Miao Cun came back to his senses, his heartbeat was not quite right.He was very familiar with this feeling of heart palpitations. When his mother was about to leave that year, although everyone kept it from him, his heartbeat told him every second that he was about to lose the most important thing.

"Something may have happened to Yingying. I need to make a call."

He leaned over to the bedside table, Luo Minghan looked at the time and tried to stop him: "It's past twelve, you will wake them up."

After hesitating, the phone vibrated by itself, and it showed that it was my aunt calling.Miao Cun picked it up, and it was my cousin's voice again.She obviously took the mobile phone secretly and was hiding in some small room, so the echo was very heavy.

"Brother Cuncun, will Dad die?"

Miao Cun was thinking about how to say something, but when Yingying spoke, he was taken aback.

"What's wrong with Uncle?"

Yingying was silent for a long time, and when she spoke again she gasped for breath: "He's sick, the doctor said it was esophageal cancer."

The toilet door was pushed open, and my aunt's tired and sleepy voice came out: "Yingying, what are you doing hiding here? Why don't you go to bed? Mom at four o'clock—"

When she saw the light of the phone and her daughter's frightened pupils, her voice stopped instantly: "Who are you calling?!"

Miao Cun calmly ordered his cousin: "Turn on the speakerphone."

Yingying was so frightened that she burst into tears. My aunt had already seen the display on her mobile phone, and her heart twisted. She grabbed her wrist and dragged her up forcefully. Sleep! Make you call behind my back! Keep you awake! Disobedient..."

There was a hoarse cry in the background, and he was forcibly hung up.

Luo Minghan only heard people crying, and asked with a frown, "What happened?"

"It's okay," Miao Cun said calmly, "She fell in love early and was discovered by my aunt."

During the break the next day, Miao Cun found out the office phone number of his cousin's school. The Academic Affairs Office found the grade group, the grade group found the head teacher, and the head teacher found Yingying.

The little uncle has a tricycle for transporting goods. When he was going to sell fruit in the town, he met a pencier. He got off his wheel in broad daylight. He wanted to get some money from a small injury, but he didn't expect the first reaction of the little uncle. Instead of braking, it turned to the side. Because of the high speed, the tires slipped, and the little uncle fell into the ditch of the country road with the car.

Touching porcelain became a Rashomon-style accident. The police station and traffic police came to do an injury appraisal. Because my uncle was getting old, he was afraid that something bad would happen if he fell, so the hospital was very cautious and took a detailed film. There was a foreign body in the esophagus.

In fact, my uncle has long felt a foreign body sensation when swallowing. He often hiccups and retches when he eats in a hurry. It's okay to make it up, and I have never had a physical examination, so I never knew it was such a dangerous disease.

"The doctor said that surgery is possible, as well as stomach surgery..." The cousin obviously didn't understand, "Mom said that surgery must be done, and now she has to work two jobs a day."

"What do you mean?"

"I go to a teacher's house to be a nanny in the morning, and then go to another house in the next town to cook in the afternoon."

Miao Cun fell silent.No wonder I heard what my aunt said yesterday at four o'clock in the morning... The villages of the Dai people are far away. She has to go to the town or county to work. She didn't dare to ride a motorcycle, so she had no choice but to ride a bicycle there at four o'clock in the morning.

Miao Cun could almost imagine her powerlessness.After she came back, she still had to take care of the vegetables and fruits in the field, water the fruit trees to control insects, and the little uncle was temporarily transferred from the hospital to the village health center. She must have stewed the meal at home and sent it to him. Ride in a hurry to the next host's home.

"Brother Cuncun, I just want to ask you, is this disease really like what the doctor said, as long as it is cut off?"

Miao Cun knew nothing about this disease, and said softly, "Don't worry, the doctor won't lie to you."

When questioning my aunt with the known truth, her sloppy words were no longer effective, so Miao Cun asked repeatedly: "Is what Yingying said true?"

On the contrary, my aunt laughed as if nothing happened: "She doesn't understand as a child, it's not that serious, just cut it off, I've already told the doctor in the city, and the operation will be done after the bank releases the money."

"Bank loan?"

"Surgery requires money." My aunt smiled gently but cheerfully, "You child."

"Don't you have medical insurance?"

My aunt laughed even more, but Miao Cun couldn't follow suit.

"I haven't paid it in the past 50 or 30 years. A few years ago, someone from the village said that the country has a very good new policy... As long as the past payment is made up, you can enjoy the new rural medical insurance. Oh, two people Add it all together, it will cost almost [-] yuan at once!" She was silent for a while, then lowered her head and wiped the dust off her clothes, "That's good, the village can afford it, and I can make up for it by pooling money and borrowing money..."

"You should have told me."

"What are you talking about?" My aunt sprinkled the millet to the two peacocks in the yard, and said calmly with a smile, "This is fate."

For example, living in such a beautiful village, some people can pay attention to ostentation. The big wood of the bamboo building is transported from the tropical rainforest of Myanmar, and some people use local wood in Yunnan. The worst is the cement pillar. Chipped.As with houses, so with others.

There was always a smile in her voice, and there was not a lot of self-pity. She just accepted her fate and said to Miao Cun: "Cun Cun has grown up and knows how to care for my aunt. You are my aunt's sweetheart. Don't let go of these things." In your heart, draw well."

When Miao Cun heard the words "beloved", the wrist holding the mobile phone suddenly felt numb, and then a tremor like electric current swept through his whole body.

He raised his hand and used his wrist to press the moisture from the corners of his eyes.

"So you go to borrow money from the bank and go out to work part-time, also to save money and pay interest."

"I mortgaged the house, and the bank will release the loan after the review, and then I can have surgery. After I pay off the interest on my salary, I have leftovers, so I will save up and pay back the principal." What did my aunt think of, "I got up in the morning and learned to ride a motorcycle. It wasn't that scary. I learned it in two days."

But motorcycles need gas, and gas costs are not small. Unless she is very tired, she thinks it is more economical to ride a bicycle.

Miao Cun listened to everything calmly, and finally asked, "How much does the operation cost?"

"15, [-]..." My aunt had already consulted about the approximate amount, "Not necessarily, it depends on the postoperative hospitalization and medication."

"Auntie," Miao Cun called her, writing and drawing in the sketchbook, with no emotion on his face: "Things that can be solved with money are nothing."

"Yes." Auntie took off her apron and smiled back.

"I'll give you the money."

"you……"

"I have money." Miao Cun said calmly, without blinking, without any reluctance or hesitation in his heart, he said, "I have money, it's nothing."

He thinks the words "I have money" are really good.

·

Miao Jiancheng's financial management is due in the second half of the year, and the timing is just right.Miao Cun decided to transfer all the 20 yuan to his aunt. He is only a sophomore, so he can take a while to study abroad. As long as he receives two more large-scale commercial oil paintings, he will have time to go out in his junior year.

In order to better understand the operation, he squatted every morning to grab the number, and finally got the expert number on weekdays. He skipped class and left without asking for leave.I went to the hospital to inquire about the risks and nursing care of the operation, and learned that the lower segment has a resection rate of 90%. With a gastrostomy, although life will be more inconvenient and the ability to work hard will be lost, it is still possible to live another 20 years. If the patient It is not impossible to live a long life if you pay attention to eating properly and think about it in your mind.

Miao Cun repeated the words to Yingying: "Don't worry? Doctors in big hospitals will not lie."

"not worried."

Miao Cun smiled, and he still had a kind of unskilled clumsiness when comforting her: "You don't have to worry about family affairs, prepare well for the senior high school entrance examination, and if you pass the examination, you can ask me for a present."

He originally considered letting his little uncle come here for surgery, but the number here is really too difficult to arrange, not to mention renting a nearby house for his little aunt for surgery here, and helping her get used to the traffic and life in the city. Those who are unfamiliar with the land will exacerbate the psychological burden of panic for those who have been dealing with the land all their lives.Miao Cun himself is doing well, but he really doesn't have the confidence to take good care of his aunt and the others.

He never thought of asking Luo Minghan for help, nor did he think of asking Luo Yuanhe.

The day before the due date of financial management was the weekend, Miao Cun went straight to the small dilapidated building at the end of the corner alley in the west of the city after class.

Li Liping is best at yin and yang: "Oh, since Cun Cun was sensible, I haven't seen him go home so actively."

Miao Jiancheng didn't have a good face either: "If you know, I'm your father, but if you don't know, you think you are a debt collector!"

Miao Cun was used to their uncertainties, so he didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart.He always remembered the redemption date, as soon as twelve o'clock passed, he would stare at Miao Jiancheng and operate on the phone.

Miao Cong was quite calm today. After dinner, he put away the bowls and chopsticks and went upstairs to do his homework. Give you less?"

Miao Jiancheng regards Miao Cun's sexuality as a family scandal, and Miao Cong never dares to talk nonsense outside, so he has to intensify his talk at home.He knew that Miao Jiancheng's father-son relationship with Miao Cun was very complicated, and he would deliberately talk about disgusting topics when he came back every week, which only made Miao Jiancheng believe that Miao Cun was a cold-blooded little pervert with no morals.

It wasn't that he was so afraid of Miao Cunzhen, but that Li Liping found out in private that Miao Jiancheng secretly hid a large deposit certificate, almost a million, and the important thing was another house book.The old lady of the Miao family was so patriarchal that she could not save her. The reason why she gave all these things to Miao Jiancheng in advance was because she was afraid that her two daughters would miss her.The shrewdness of the mother and son is in the same line. Miao Jiancheng usually looks at Li Liping who is being controlled to death, but in fact he has always kept in mind that Li Liping was a "washing girl" when he was young. with.

For this reason, both Miao Cong and Li Liping flattered him desperately to drive a wedge between him and Miao Cun, so that everything could be inherited logically.

Miao Jiancheng really gave him a sideways look: "I heard from Miao Cong that your boyfriend and your school teacher are twins?"

"none of your business."

Miao Jiancheng said in a human-like tone: "It doesn't matter if you fall in love, I'm afraid that one day people in the school will see it and think that your teacher is having a teacher-student relationship with you." He gave a disgusting mouthful.

After Miao Cong finished arching the fire, he leaned out half of his body from the stairs and pretended to be noble: "I'm writing the test paper, don't bother me."

It was almost twelve o'clock, and I had washed up. Miao Cun was very calm, reading a book alone in his pajamas, the light on the table of the Eight Immortals in front of the hall was dim, Li Liping was not asleep, and stayed by the side to watch short videos, put them on the outside, and laughed out of the kettle from time to time It was like boiling for a while.

The clock rang, and Miao Cun turned the thin book upside down, "Transfer the money."

Miao Jiancheng sighed pretentiously, opened the APP, and widened his eyes in surprise: "Hiss—where's my money?"

Miao Cun was startled for a moment, narrowed his eyes and said, "What do you mean?"

"Hey, I bought it from China Merchants Bank." Miao Jiancheng rubbed his head, "20, right?" He asked Li Liping.

Li Liping looked away, "Don't ask me, you manage the money yourself, how would I know?"

Their acting skills were getting worse one by one, and Miao Cun understood that Miao Jiancheng was pretending to be with him on purpose.

The money has already been transferred by them.

He didn't say a word, just stood up, although his figure was thin, but the incandescent lamp shone on him, casting a mountain-like shadow over the sitting Miao Jiancheng from top to bottom.

Li Liping panicked, but she still kept calm and reminded Miao Jiancheng: "Don't worry, just call the bank and ask to see your operation records?"

Miao Jiancheng was also confused by Miao Cun: "You, what are you doing standing up? Sit down, isn't it 20?"

My hands trembled a little when I clicked into the operation record.

"Let me see, March [-]th... Redeem it in advance." He glanced at Li Liping, "What did you do?"

"Crazy," Li Liping muttered, "Why do I redeem your financial management in advance if I have nothing to do, 600 yuan interest!" She looked at Miao Cun, coughed, and said with something in her words: "March [-]th, isn't it the tenth day of the first month? Hey?" She asked curiously: "Cuncun, didn't you just come back that day?"

Miao Cun gripped the thin book borrowed from the library: "What do you want to say?"

Miao Cong, who had been declaring that he was going to do his homework, heard the movement, opened the door and howled from upstairs: "I saw my brother took Dad's mobile phone the other day, and I don't know what to do with it!"

Miao Jiancheng borrowed courage from this sentence, flipping through the transfer records: "Redempted on the same day, and transferred away in the next second-okay, you little bunny, I have never seen this card number before, you still say It's not yours?!"

This is a very illogical sentence. The transfer record flashed in front of Miao Cun's eyes, and then he took it back. Miao Jiancheng sneered: "You are calling me a thief here? What did you learn in school? How dare you calculate it?" Your father? Why, you still want to extort 20 from me?!"

Amidst the series of questioning and violent swearing, Miao Cun closed his eyes, his usually calm and indifferent heart kept heaving, making his clenched mouth instantly filled with the rusty smell of blood.

They transferred the money long ago, and decided not to pay back the money long ago. From the moment the money was in their hands, he was doomed not to get it back. What about financial management, what about paying it back in a month, is just teasing him cliché.No matter how vigilant he was, how prepared he was, and how alert he was, the moment the money reached Miao Jiancheng's account, he was powerless to recover.

Never speak honesty with greedy people.

Miao Cun struggled to keep calm and keep his brain functioning.Miao Jiancheng is his father by blood in law. With his male chauvinism, he wanted to seize the money, so he took it directly. He waited until twelve o'clock before tearing off the camouflage.

Slander him again.

These tricks are superfluous and base, full of bad taste.

Miao Cong went downstairs at some point, leaned on the banister of the stairs, kept turning a gel pen in his hand, and looked at Miao Cun with interest.

Miao Jiancheng seemed to want to beat up Miao Cun, but Li Liping stopped him, and couldn't help telling him to "calm down", and gave Miao Cun a blank look: "You kid! If you don't learn, learn to steal money, it's still 20! It's all gone! Come back and let us transfer it, how can we steal so much money from you? You really have no conscience, that is your father's pension money!"

Miao Cun seemed to be unable to hear anything, only the sharp and persistent tinnitus whistling, his temples buzzing, and his blood pulsating almost to burst.

He felt great pain, physical pain.

In this suffocating icy anger, his eyesight was also gradually losing his sight.His eyes were shrouded in a misty white, which made it almost impossible for him to focus. He could only stare at the panting thing in front of him, like a prey staring at a living thing.

Amidst such abnormal tinnitus, a chuckle was suddenly heard, followed by the sound of the pen falling.Miao Cong bent down to pick up the pen, and said leisurely: "Brother, it's almost done, it was wrong to see you stealing his phone that day, blame me, if only I stopped you—"

"Repay the money." Miao Cun supported the edge of the table with all his strength, and said word by word: "Give me back my money."

His face was darker than the night, and there was no expression on his face, his eyes were lifeless and black, only staring at Miao Jiancheng, making him seem like a little monster with only beauty and inhumanity.

Miao Jiancheng slapped the table: "Damn it—don't be here with me! How old are you? Did you separate from me? What's yours is mine!" He really got angry, thinking of Li Liping He has been saying for years that he is a pervert who has no relationships and no emotions, that it would be good if he is not poisoned to death in advance, not to mention old age, but under the light, the more he looks at Miao Cun, the more terrifying and irritating he is, blushing and panting thickly Qi: "I'm not dead yet, so I miss my money!"

"I'll ask again for the last time." Miao Cun tilted his face strangely, looking at him indifferently as if he was standing far away: "What the hell are you paying, no, paying, money?"

"Fuck you again—"

boom--!In the blink of an eye, the particleboard wooden bench cracked on Miao Jiancheng's body.He instinctively raised his hand to block it, but he couldn't block Miao Cun. He didn't know where his thin-looking son got his strength, so he swung the chair and threw it at him again.

Fear appeared in Miao Jiancheng's eyes, he bowed his back while stumping in embarrassment, resisting the bench with his thick and fleshy back.

In the silence, Miao Cong froze on the stairs, Li Liping parted her lips, her voice stuck in her throat.

"Fuck you bastard——" Miao Jiancheng blushed and coughed violently. A savage anger made him turn around, trying to teach this unfilial son a lesson.The long bench was already falling apart, Miao Cun swung the chair leg, and slapped him hard on the elbow without blinking——

The sound of breaking wind, accompanied by a rough scream, pierced the dark night in this alley.

Li Liping rolled her eyes, as if she had finally come back to life, and a phlegm-like voice came out of her throat: "Kill, kill——kill—help, help, kill!!!"

The lights were turned on from house to house, and seeing Miao Cun calmly chasing the fleeing Miao Jiancheng step by step with an expressionless face, when the street lights were low, the people watching the excitement in their coats were shocked to find that Miao Jiancheng was covered in blood.

·

Luo Minghan received him at the police station. After Miao Cun finished taking notes, he was guarded on a chair by the police.There were blood stains all over his clothes, on his face, and on his neck.There was a smear of blood on the tip of the nose, Luo Minghan's eyes stopped for a long time, Miao Cun noticed that his vision was still foggy and white, but his eyeballs rolled around, then he raised his hand and wiped the tip of his nose with the back of his hand.

That hand was also covered in blood.

Miao Cun felt that he was very strange, so he tried hard to recall until Luo Minghan called him: "Miaomiao."

The blood-soaked hand froze for a moment, and awkwardly hid it behind him.

Teacher Luo dislikes him fighting the most, and he will criticize him whenever he fights.The most precious thing for an artist is talent first, and hands next. Without hands, no amount of talent will help.Fighting is an expression of emotion, a vent of violence, and a betrayal of talent.

Miao Cun hid his hands, why does this dress have no pockets?

Luo Minghan watched his every move, like a child whose parents have pulled his braids, full of fear, nervousness, and some cute flattery.The overwhelming pain made him unable to breathe.He bent down and hugged Miao Cun into his arms desperately: "It's me, Miao Miao," he said again, his voice choked with sobs: "Look at me."

Miao Cun's body froze in his arms, and the next second, he relaxed, replaced by unstoppable trembling.

It's Luo Minghan...

"Luo Minghan..." He uttered these three words in an unsteady and unfamiliar way, like it was the first time he called it, but he couldn't say another word after it was redundant.

Kong Kong opened his eyes all night and finally closed them. Miao Cun wrapped his blood-spattered hand around Luo Minghan's shoulders, and hot tears fell down, diluting the blood on his chin.