Zhao Mo Xiu Mo

Zhao Mo frowned, patted the butt of the child in his arms, and muttered, "Did Jun Zi pee for you at noon?"

The child obediently snuggled into Zhao Mo's arms without saying a word.

He is a fool.

Zhao Peng was not born stupid, but became a fool when an accident happened at that time.The doctor at the county hospital said at the time that the child could not be cured and could only be raised slowly, and what would happen to him in the future would depend on his own destiny.

This incident is a thorn in Zhao Mo's heart, which he will never be able to pull out for the rest of his life.He was not angry when he saw Sanwa peeing on the kang again, and after mumbling, he put the child on the other end of the kang.

"Have you eaten at noon? Did your second brother give you hot porridge?" Zhao Mo said, and quickly took off the child's wet pants with both hands, threw them aside, and turned around in the wooden cabinet by the edge of the kang He took out a pair of clean pants and put them on for him.

Sanwa was dumbfounded and let Zhao Mo toss about without moving.Drool trickled down the corners of his mouth, making the rag bib around his neck wet.

Zhao Mo just asked a few questions out of habit, and didn't expect San Wazi to strike up a conversation.When he first entered the room and saw the traces of the stove being used, he knew that the second brother must have come back to heat the meal.

After tidying up the third baby and pushing him into the kang, Zhao Mo touched his head, said "stay still" and turned back to get off the kang.He picked up the wet underpants he had replaced, shook them, and went back to the kang to wipe the urine off the mat with the underpants.There is toilet paper at home, but Zhao Mo is only willing to use it when wiping Sanwa's butt. Even he and Zhao Jun use used homework books and waste paper to go to the bathroom.

After wiping the kang, Zhao Mo picked up the washbasin on the iron shelf in the corner and scooped up half a basin of water from the water tank in the backyard, rubbed the dirty underpants clean, and hung them up to dry.The backyard is shady, and the laundry can't be dried on the air, so he can only wash it frequently, so he has developed the habit of washing the clothes as soon as he has them.

Zhao Mo went back to the house with the washbasin in his hand, and with a glance, he found that the child on the kang really kept the same posture and did not move.Although Sanwa's gaze was a little dull, her eyeballs followed Zhao Mo's movements.He laughed and muttered indistinctly, and over and over again, there was only one sentence: "Brother."

The clock on the wall was ticking.Zhao Mo looked up, it was 55:[-].If we delay any longer, we won't be able to catch up with the end of No. [-] Middle School in the evening.He picked up Sanba and put it on the top of the kang, and stuffed a plastic building block in his hand, coaxing: "Sanba stay on the kang, and wait for elder brother to come back."

"Come back." Sanwa was still stupid, she didn't know how to play with something in her hand, she stared blankly at Zhao Mo and repeated.

Seeing his reaction, Zhao Mo felt relieved, and went into the kitchen to make pulp.Sanwa is stupid, but he is obedient, as long as he tells him to stay where he is, he can stay there for a whole day.Sometimes when the fat aunt is not at home, Zhao Mo will lock the door when he goes out, and lock Sanwa inside.

Because he was in a hurry, Zhao Mo packed his things and hurried to the No. [-] Middle School on his bike.When he arrived at the place, he took a good seat and set up a stall. His mouth was so dry that he remembered that he forgot to fill the mineral water bottle.

He licked his dry lips and rolled his throat.There are several boxes of Wahaha mineral water piled up at the entrance of a small supermarket not far away, the kind that costs [-] yuan a bottle.

After looking over there for a few times, Zhao Mo looked away, staring at the closed school gate in a daze.The surrounding pedestrians and vendors became the background in Zhao Mo's eyes. He tried his best to keep his head empty, and the whole person entered a state of emptiness.This was his way of coping with hunger and fatigue, so that he would not be thinking about his hungry stomach and thirsty throat all the time when he was empty.

After finishing his work at night after school, Zhao Mo stretched his waist to relieve the aches and pains in his body, and then closed the stall.

The old man who sells Liangpi didn’t come at night, and the closest one to Zhao Mo’s pancakes was a fried sausage.The stall owner is a man in his 40s, tall and thin, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. Everyone calls him Li Houer.Seeing Zhao Mo getting on the bike and preparing to leave, Li Hou'er said with a sneer, "Hey, let's go now, there are a lot of sales!"

He is also a newcomer to set up a stall in No. [-] Middle School these days. He is over there at No. [-] Middle School at noon and comes to No. [-] Middle School in the evening.There are several fried sausages and fried skewers, but his ones are not very good, and they don't sell much these days.And Zhao Mo's pancakes are pretty good, and he's young and good-looking, and he can stand out at a glance among a group of old men and women, which is more attractive to these high school girls.Some students are his regular customers and come to buy his pancakes every day.

Seeing that Zhao Mo was young and still doing well in business, Li Houer's eyes were hot, and he said a few sour words every now and then to squeeze Zhao Mo.

Zhao Mo stepped into the car seat, glanced sideways at Li Hou'er, and pedaled away without making a sound.

It's summer now, it gets dark late, and the County No. [-] Middle School gets out of school at [-]:[-] pm. By the time Zhao Mo closes the stall at [-]:[-], the sun hasn't completely set.

After finally riding to the door of the house wheezing, a layer of dry skin appeared on Zhao Mo's lips, and his throat was smoking with thirst.

He parked the car and locked it, then stacked the apron towel, the small cardboard box containing ham sausage, the can of coriander and green onion made from half a mineral water bottle, and half a row of eggs, all of which were ready to be moved into the house together.

Hearing the movement outside, the wooden door was opened from the inside, and a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy came out.The young man was very good-looking, with big eyes and high nose bridge, fair skin, and a pointed chin. Standing next to Zhao Mo, who had ordinary facial features and was thin and thin, he didn't look like he was born of the same mother.He is Zhao Mo's second younger brother, Zhao Jun, who is growing up. He is tall and thin, half a head taller than the dark and thin Zhao Mo.

"Brother." Zhao Jun called out, seeing Zhao Mo holding a bunch of things in his arms, he pushed the door open.

He stepped aside to watch Zhao Mo enter the door, and stood by the door to watch his elder brother put things away one by one, without helping him or speaking.

After Zhao Mo finished his work, he didn't care about other things. He rushed to the water tank in the backyard to scoop up water, and poured most of it in one go.Zhao Jun inserted the door and came back, stood in the main room, looked at Zhao Mo, and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I'm just too thirsty." Zhao Mo waved his hand at him, indicating that he was fine.

"Oh, I've prepared the rice. It's heating up in the pot. You should eat first."

Zhao Mo wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, covered the water tank, walked into the room, and asked, "Did you eat it yourself? Where is Sanba? Did you feed him?"

"I ate it, but the third child won't eat it." Zhao Jun frowned, and complained, "No matter how I coax him, he won't open his mouth. I can't control him anymore. You can figure it out yourself."

Seeing his expression, Zhao Mo lowered his face and asked, "Are you yelling at him again?"

"I went to Westinghouse to do my homework." Zhao Jun didn't answer, turned his head and went into the Westinghouse, and when he lifted the curtain, he shook it hard.

Knowing that the second brother was angry, Zhao Mo himself was even more upset.Sanwa's mind is slow, he doesn't know how to call someone when he's hungry, thirsty, peeing, and it's hard to coax him, but no matter how stupid he is, he's still the brother of the two brothers!

But after standing for a while, Zhao Mo cheered up and walked towards the kitchen, his face full of determination.He is not of the nature of complaining, and the reality does not allow him to feel sorry for himself. The only thing he can do is to support his two younger brothers with all his strength.

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