The little lady of the Hou's Mansion who traveled through time

Hearing that my sister insisted on going to school, my father immediately turned cold, and said to my sister: "For so many years, we have provided you with junior high school and high school. Compared with other families, we have loved you enough. Look at the village, Whose girl can go to high school like you? By now, it's almost the same. You understand the situation at home, and you still have to go to college? Can't you be more sensible? "

My sister raised her hand to wipe her tears, almost begging, "But, I want to go to school..."

Song Sijun on the side had a dry throat and felt inexplicably uncomfortable. He looked at his father, "My sister has good grades, and she will definitely be able to stand out in college."

"So what about getting ahead, girls will marry sooner or later, and getting ahead is not someone else's family." The father stood up, walked in front of his sister, and kicked away the basket of corn in front of her, "You have to go to school, your brother You want to go to school too, shall I sell blood for you to go to school?"

The elder sister was obviously afraid of her father, but she still cried and said, "Dad, I will work part-time to raise the money for my own tuition, and you can just ask for my younger brother's tuition."

This was a reasonable request, but my father felt as if his tail had been stepped on. He couldn't help but grab my sister's hair, punched and kicked her, and cursed at her, "Go to school, go to school, go to your mother's school!" , Damn, it’s useless to raise you so big. Your tuition fees in the past few years are enough to build a new house, and you still want to go to school now!”

Seeing this, Song Sijun stepped forward to hold his father, but his father could easily push him away every time.In the end, he could only protect his sister, and took his father's feet instead of his sister.

Only then did he know that the strength his father used to hit his sister was heavier than when he hit him.

My father had had enough beating and finally stopped, and he stood there looking gloomy, without saying a word.

Song Sijun looked at the crying sister, and said useless comforting words, but kept telling her not to cry.

After a while, my sister stopped crying.

At this time, the father looked at the two siblings and said, "Don't bother, I can't afford any of them anyway. Go out to work. The three children of the old Liu family have long since stopped going to school. They have gone out to work for two or three years, and they all live at home. It’s a two-story building. The two of you have read so many books and went out to work, you should be doing better than them.”

In a few words, the father decided the future of the two of them.

My sister sat on the ground, stunned for a long time.

At night, my sister washed the dishes and stopped Song Sijun who was fetching water for a bath, "Xiaowei, do you want to go to school?"

Xiaowei is Song Sijun's nickname there.

Song Sijun held the water basin, lowered his head and said, "Dad wants you to work part-time for my education. You have provided for me for six years. It's my turn to provide for you." At that moment, he felt unwilling, but still made a decision. She made a choice, "Sister, I will go to work to pay for your college education. When you go to college, you can find a learned brother-in-law, and you can still sit in an office in the future and live a good life."

"how about you?"

"I am a boy with rough skin and thick flesh, and I am not afraid of hardship, and now I can earn more than 100 bricks a day, which is quite profitable." Everyone wants to go to high places, and Song Sijun is no exception, but in the face of two choices , he still wants his sister to be better.

My sister smiled, then looked at him and said, "If there is only one between you and me who goes to college, I hope that person is you. You have to study hard and earn money to support me in the future."

At that moment, he hesitated, and his original decision was also shaken.

My sister said again: "You applied for the Department of Chinese, and it will be difficult to find a job in the future. It is not as good as your medicine. You will earn money as a doctor in the future."

In this way, my already shaken heart was persuaded by my sister.

At that time, my sister asked him why he wanted to study medicine. He didn't have the nerve to say that he was watching his sister's monthly dysmenorrhea and wanted to cure her. He just said that he wanted to study medicine to earn money.

After saying this, Song Sijun's face showed an unconcealable loneliness.

Shen Yinghan listened quietly from the side, then wiped the corners of Song Sijun's eyes with his hand, and said, "Sister treats you very well."

Song Sijun nodded, and then lay on Shen Yinghan's lap, "I know she is good to me, and I also know that he sacrificed a lot for me, so I have been studying hard since I was in university, and even got the opportunity to study abroad. But studying abroad, The school only bears the tuition fee, regardless of the accommodation fee. If I go abroad, it will be a burden to my sister. The teacher knew my situation and helped me apply for the poverty allowance, but later, the poverty allowance was distributed to another related household. I Because I can’t study abroad because I don’t have money, my place was also bought by him.”

If you want to find a better job after studying medicine, you need to have a higher degree, so Song Sijun took the postgraduate entrance examination again.

At that time, my father was already a little impatient, because Song Sijun, a college student, could not give him money in return. Seeing that people in the same village had changed their buildings one after another because of part-time jobs, he looked envious and felt ashamed of his family, so he urged Song Sijun to find a job to earn money .

Every time Song Sijun came home, what his father said most was that it was useless to scold him.

At that time, Song Sijun was under a lot of pressure and even planned to give up graduate school.

The elder sister stopped him and told him to study at ease. Not long after, the elder sister suddenly said that she was going to get married.

My sister got married, my father received a gift of [-] yuan, and finally built the building he had dreamed of.

"At that time, I was really stupid in studying. When I heard about my sister's family, I only thought about it being a good thing. I never thought about whether my sister loved that man, or whether she wanted to marry."

Rather than saying it was marriage, it was better to say that my sister sold herself to her.

Song Sijun recalled the day when his sister got married, everyone had smiles on their faces, and he happily carried his sister out of the room. Looking at her worried expression, he thought she was worried about him and his parents.

Thinking about it now, he is really ridiculous.

Shen Yinghan gently stroked Song Sijun's head, and just accompanied him silently.

Song Sijun said: "I know my sister is suffering, but I don't know that she is so suffering. The thing about her part-time job, the reason she married, is also when I quarreled with her, she said it, so I know. You know why I quarreled with her ?"

Shen Yinghan: "Why?"

Song Sijun sighed, full of guilt: "I did well later, and unconsciously felt that I was superior to others, and began to look down on my sister, always thinking that she was low-minded and ignorant. At that time, she always quarreled with her husband's family, and then called me crying. At first, no matter what time it was, I would drive to comfort her, but later I felt that she was annoying and would reprimand her

She made a fuss out of a molehill, and didn't know the general idea..." Thinking of himself at that time, Song Sijun wished he could slap himself a few times.

Perhaps it was Song Sijun's indifference that became the last straw that crushed her sister.

From childhood to adulthood, it was the first time for my sister to speak out her heart hysterically, her suffering, her unwillingness and resentment.

His brilliance is all paved with his sister's life.

Song Sijun stood aside, looking at his sister who was crying hysterically, recalling the past, self-blame and guilt shattered all his pride.

Instead of his sister, he slapped himself severely twice, and vowed to take care of his sister with his life for the rest of his life.

When they were young, their sister and brother bonded her sister's life, so she could only choose to sacrifice herself.After growing up, this feeling bound Song Sijun again, making him try his best to make up for the other party because of his guilt.

Who is right and who is wrong is impossible to determine.

And Song Sijun's oath also became his demon because of his sister's death.

In the quiet small courtyard, in an inconspicuous corner, weeds have sprouted, and spring seems to have come.

There is no wind today, and the sun is very warm.

Lying on Shen Yinghan's lap, Song Sijun narrated the death of his sister, the humiliation of his niece, and all the past when he raised the butcher knife, slaughtered others, and finally committed suicide.

The surrounding is quiet, as if the wind around is listening to this heartbreaking story.

After talking about the past events hidden in his heart, Song Sijun felt a lot more relaxed, but he was a little scared, after all, he had killed people.

What would Shen Yinghan think of him?

Shen Yinghan leaned over and lowered his head, gently kissed his cheek, and whispered: "It's all over."

It seems that thousands of words are not as good as this sentence.

That's right, it's all over, he is not Song Wei now, but Song Sijun, in a brand new era, with a brand new identity, and a life completely different from Song Wei's.

Song Sijun sat up and looked at Shen Yinghan, "Don't Lord Hou think I'm scary?"

Shen Yinghan shook her head, "I just feel bad. I love you, and I love my sister."

Song Sijun bowed his head, "Actually, my sister is just the epitome of thousands of women. Many people are like her. If I have the ability, I would like to build a society where men and women are equal and affluent."

"I understand." Shen Yinghan reached out and stroked Song Sijun's cheek, "We will work hard together in the future."

Song Sijun felt that this goal was very difficult, but when he heard that the other party wanted to accompany him, he found it difficult and also happy. He smiled through tears, stretched his arms around Shen Yinghan's neck, lay his head on the other's neck, smelled the smell of medicine on the other party's body, and felt extraordinarily peace of mind.

At this time, it is the so-called quiet time!

When Xiao Ming came back from shopping, she saw the two hugging each other in the yard, and immediately slowed down, moving on tiptoe, planning to sneak into the house.

"Xiao Ming?" Shen Yinghan still found her, saw him like a thief, and looked at her puzzled.

Song Sijun also let go of Shen Yinghan when he heard the words.

Xiao Ming looked confused, "Master Hou, you can pretend that you haven't seen me and continue..."

It was fine if she didn't say anything, but when she talked about it, the two of them realized how tired Song Sijun was sitting on Shen Yinghan's lap, and they both blushed immediately.

Song Sijun hurriedly got up and said, "I'll go get a pot of hot tea." He took the teapot and hurried into the kitchen.

Shen Yinghan looked at Song Sijun's back, smiled helplessly and shook his head.

Xiao Ming said, "Master Hou, I didn't do it on purpose."

Shen Yinghan shook his head, "It's okay. Did you find out what I asked you to inquire about today?"

Xiao Ming nodded, "The road between Huoxi City and Qingguo has been blocked. After Xiangye's people sent us here, they scattered and hid in Huoxi City. Apart from protecting us, they also prevented us from leaving Huoxi City."

"It seems that uncle doesn't want us to go back."

Xiao Ming nodded, and then persuaded: "Master Hou, Master Xiang's arrangement will not be wrong, you can stay in Huoxi City with peace of mind, and Master Xiang will come to pick you up after he handles everything."

Shen Yinghan didn't speak any more, and raised his hand to signal Xiaoming to back down.

He looked down at his right hand, all five fingers could move freely.

Author's gossip: At this time, Shen Yinghan really understood Song Sijun.And Song Sijun can also say goodbye to the past by saying everything.

For my sister, I never gave her a name, because she is some people around me and part of my sister.Please love them and please love yourself.