Zhao Mo Xiu Mo

Zhao Mo hung up the front door, and then knocked on the door of the fat aunt's house next door.The fat aunt was cooking in the stove, when she saw Zhao Mo coming in, she put down the firewood in her hand and stood up.

Zhao Mo asked how much it cost for the medicine to bandage Sanwa's head, and then took out the money from his pocket and stuffed it to the fat aunt.When Hu Guilan heard this, she raised her eyebrows and refused to answer, and kept pushing him away.

"You are ashamed to tell your aunt about the matter of more than ten yuan!" Hu Guilan said this time not in a polite way, but because she really didn't want to accept the money.She knew that it was not easy for Zhao Mo to earn some money from dawn to dusk. A half-grown child with no parents and no mother lived with two younger brothers. If Hu Guilan picked up this idea of ​​medicine money today, she would be stabbed in the back if she went out the next day.

Zhao Mo really tore with the fat aunt so hard that he was staggered and pushed out of her house.In the end, there was nothing he could do, he had to put the money back in his pocket, and the fat aunt's heavy arm moved away from him.

Jin Hua, the daughter-in-law of Wang Gui's family who was on the opposite side, happened to come out, and she was amused to see the posture of the two of them.She has a bright voice by nature, and she can hear it a few streets away with a smile: "Oh, what is Second Aunt doing? Why are you driving Mozi out?"

"What are you talking about! Why are you kicking him out!" Hu Guilan crossed her hands at her waist, still a little out of breath, "The third child knocked his head before noon, and I carried it to Lao Li's head to apply the medicine. Mo Zi is a screwed up kid, he insists on giving me the money for the medicine! Isn't this a waste of me!"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Jinhua stopped laughing, and nodded in agreement: "That's right! Mozi, it's your fault!"

Zhao Mo nodded again and again, said a few words on the occasion, and asked the fat aunt to help look at the door, and then hurried out of the area of ​​Front Street under Yangshu in a desperate manner.To be honest, what he fears the most in the whole street is the eldest daughter-in-law of Wang Gui's family, who is so ungrateful that she can give you a hard time!

The vegetable market is not far away, and it takes only twenty minutes to walk there.Zhao Mo seemed to have inexhaustible strength at this moment, and the wind was blowing under his feet, and it took about 10 minutes to walk to the vegetable market.

It is already evening, and most of the vegetable stalls have closed their stalls.Zhao Mo was lucky, there was still a meat stall confiscated, leaving some pork belly and pig offal.As soon as Zhao Mo asked, the stall owner also covered the rest of these things for him, and the price was very affordable.

A bag of pig offal and a bag of meat add up to seven or eight catties. Zhao Mo weighed the weight in his hand, feeling that it was too light.He put the two bags together and held them in his left hand, and took out an empty plastic bag from his trouser pocket with his right hand and opened it.

In the vegetable market, the leftovers and the vegetable leaves that the stall owners could not sell and were not worth taking back were thrown on the ground in a mess, mixed with rotten vegetables, mud, rotten persimmons and the like. It's dirty and messy, and occasionally you can see half good and half bad cucumbers and eggplants.

Zhao Mo didn't mind being dirty, so he walked half a circle around and picked up some good-looking vegetables and put them in plastic bags.The sporadic two or three stall owners who closed the stalls turned a blind eye to him, but no one gave him a supercilious look.

Also picking up vegetables was a thin old lady with white hair, wearing a tattered gown, with only a handful of bones left in her body.That is Mrs. Chen from the back street, and she is also a poor person.Seeing her trembling appearance, Zhao Mo couldn't bear to compete with her for the few good vegetable leaves, so he picked up a few handfuls and hurried home with the bag.

When Zhao Mo returned home, Zhao Jun had already returned from school.Their junior high school is very loose, there is no evening self-study in the evenings of the first and second grades, only the third grade.Zhao Jun has to wait for the second half of the year to enter the second year of junior high school, and every night he will study in the Westinghouse by himself when he comes home from school.

Zhao Jun heard movement at the door, so he came out from the back room, and saw Zhao Mo put things on the stove.The first time Zhao Jun saw the bag of meat put down by his eldest brother, before he could be happy, he saw the vegetables in another bag with his eyes.

His face turned from sunny to cloudy in an instant, and he yelled at Zhao Mo angrily: "Brother! You went to pick up the rotten vegetables thrown by others again!"

"What, it's not rotten food." Zhao Mo picked up a basin and walked into the backyard with a bag, "It's all good, it's not rotten at all, I can eat it after washing. What about Sanba? wake up?"

"If it doesn't rot, others don't want to throw it away! *Whoever eats it will eat it, anyway, I won't eat it!" Zhao Jun was so angry that his eyes were red, and he threw the door curtain and plunged into the west room.

Zhao Mo, who was originally relaxed, stared at the celery leaves in his hand for a while, then sighed.He squatted on the back threshold, hunched his shoulders, and looked up at his backyard.The yard is overgrown with weeds, piles of debris, it looks quite desolate.

It's not that he doesn't want to clean up the yard and grow some vegetables, but he really doesn't have the energy or time.I get up before five o'clock every morning to make gravy, and then I rush out to sell the pancakes all day long, and when I come back at seven o'clock in the evening, it's already dark.I can't straighten my arms after being tired all day long, and my whole body hurts when I sleep at night, and my calf is still cramping.

When my parents were still there, vegetables were grown in the backyard anyway.Even if the vegetables don't grow very long, you can still eat some cucumbers and beans grown at home.

Thinking of the previous days, Zhao Mo's eyes also turned red.If conditions permit, who would like to pick up vegetable leaves that others don't want to eat?He could refrain from eating vegetables in order not to lose face, but Junzi is struggling to study, and Sanwa is also growing up, so what can he do if he can't eat vegetables for many years?

He also knew that this matter was disgraceful, and people looked at him a lot, but if he really had to buy some green vegetables every now and then, how much would it cost to add three or two yuan to each other!When the parents first went there, the family really didn't have any money. Even the money for Sanwa's hospitalization was collected by the neighbors, and several relatives of the family didn't even show their faces.Zhao Mo’s cost of making pancakes was still 500 yuan borrowed by Mr. Gao, Zhao Jun’s class teacher. At that time, he wanted to spend every penny in half. He didn’t know how he survived.Now that life is finally getting better, he has to save money for Junzi's education and college entrance examination, and he also needs to see a doctor for his third baby, so why is he willing to spend an extra dime!

Zhao Jun could still lose his temper at him, but Zhao Mo could only swallow the pain in his heart.Tears swirled in his somewhat swollen eyes, and were quickly sucked back.

He cleaned up half the bag of vegetables neatly, then went back to the stove to light a fire, and made a stir-fried pork with celery and stewed pork offal.His cooking skills are not very good, but it is tempting enough for the three brothers who haven't tasted meat in more than half a month.The rice was steamed by Zhao Jun earlier, and when Zhao Mo was done cooking, he put the vegetables and rice in the pot to heat up, and even put in the small bowl of porridge for Sanwa.

It was almost seven o'clock after this busy work, and the sun outside also set.Zhao Mo was sweating profusely, and wiped the hem of his sweatshirt, then put the remaining catties of pigs into bags and soaked them in cold water in a bucket in the backyard.

Back in the main room, the rooms on both sides were quiet.Zhao Mo thought about it, but he still didn't go to the west room, but went to the east room to see Sanwa.He thought to himself, although Junzi has a bit of a temper, he is not an ignorant child, and he must still be struggling right now, so let the child stay for a while!

As soon as Zhao Mo entered the east room, he saw the child sitting on the top of the kang, staring blankly with his big eyes open, his eyes were a little dull.Zhao Mo wondered: looking so cold, although Sanwa still had gauze on her forehead, she looked much more energetic than the previous two days.

As soon as this idea appeared, he himself felt happy.He must be thinking wildly because too many things happened today and he experienced such a strange thing.

He walked to the edge of the kang, picked up Sanwa's small body and hugged it into his arms, he laughed happily: "Oh, our Sanwa finally woke up! I will definitely not sleep at night." I touched my little butt twice, and found that it was dry, "It's okay, no pee. Let's go, big brother hug you and pee."

In the backyard, Zhao Mo pinched Sanwa's little bird and booed for a long time, and a few drops of bean sprouts were squeezed out from between his fingers.He squeezed it strangely, "Why didn't you pee today? Did your second brother give it to you then?"

The third baby in Zhao Mo's arms kept her head down, not making a sound or moving, just like usual.Therefore, no one saw the ferocious light shining in Sanwa's big black eyes.

Carrying the third baby back to the house, Zhao Mo just put him on the kang and sat down, when he saw the door curtain was lifted.Zhao Jun moved the small dining table into the room silently, put the table on the kang and propped it up, then turned around and went out, and set up all the food, bowls and chopsticks in a short while.

While doing this, Zhao Jun kept hanging his neck and refused to look at Zhao Mo and Sanwa who were sitting on the kang.When he was done, he bit his lip and choked out a sentence for a long time: "Brother, let's eat." Because he couldn't save face, his fair face was flushed, and he looked left and right but didn't dare to meet his elder brother's gaze.

Looking at his second brother like this, Zhao Mo suddenly felt that no matter how hard he worked, there was nothing wrong with him.He originally thought that after the third baby was settled, he would go to Westinghouse to untie Xie Junzi, but he didn't expect the child to come by himself.

"Well, the food will be cold if you don't eat any more." Zhao Mo carried Sanwa to the dining table and let Sanwa sit on his lap, "Brother fried meat for you today."

There was Sanwa's small bowl in front of him, first he looked at the bib around the child's neck, and decided to keep using it when he found that it wasn't very wet.Picking up his chopsticks, he picked up a piece of lean meat and put it in Zhao Jun's bowl opposite. His voice was always concerned: "Eat more, *eat big brother will make it for you tomorrow."

Zhao Jun couldn't bear it anymore, with his head down, tears fell into the rice bowl.

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