Tolerate

"Come here," sister-in-law Lu tugged at the hem of her clothes, "show me what's in the bag."

Lu Qingming stopped, scratched his hair, looked back at Mrs. Lu Biao, with a serious expression: "Mine."

Mrs. Lu Biao was stunned for a moment, then walked over with a frown: "What's yours, show me."

The weather was dry and hot. Song Jingguang took off his undershirt and was shirtless. He laughed "hehe" and watched the fun at the door. The little black dog stared at Song Jingguang, grinning and barking fiercely.

Lu Qingming stood still, and Mrs. Lu Biao walked over and unzipped the chain of her schoolbag.The schoolbag is a canvas bag, the color is gray and inconspicuous, but it looks much better than the ones bought in the market.Lu Biaosao lowered her head and turned over: "I bought you clothes?"

Mrs. Lu Biao shook off a small vest, looked at it, and muttered: "It's a child's family, what's the use of wearing it so well?"

"Let's go." Song Jingguang saw that what was brought out was a little girl's clothes, feeling bored, he threw the cigarette butt under his feet, stepped on it casually, and walked out slowly.

Mrs. Lu Biao glared at Song Jingguang's back, then lowered her head and continued to touch the other pockets of the canvas bag.I touched it all over, but there was nothing but clothes.

Mrs. Lu Biao stuffed her clothes inside and sighed.She thought that Chi Muyun was sensible and would secretly stuff money into his bag.Just when she was about to read it again, Aunt Chi brought her grandson in from the outside.

"Qingming is back?" Aunt Chi looked down at Zhuzi and smiled lovingly: "Zhuzi, give your sister a popsicle."

Xiao Zhuzi was sucking a popsicle in his mouth, holding one in his fat hand, and moaned dissatisfiedly: "No..." Aunt Chi raised her eyebrows: "Here's your sister! How many sticks have you eaten? It's time for a bad stomach !"

Aunt Chi snatched it from Zhuzi and handed it to Qingming.

"Hold it! This child..." Aunt Chi almost said, "This child is stupid", but she braked in time after thinking about it.

It was a fool.

Lu Qingming looked back at the popsicle and reached out to take it.Biao Lu took off her schoolbag from her shoulders: "Don't carry it on your back, Mom will wash it for you."

With a popsicle in his mouth, Lu Qingming tightly clutched the strap of his schoolbag.

Mrs. Lu Biao gave her a white look: "Mom will clean it for you!"

Lu Qingming's hands were strong, and he didn't let go of his schoolbag.Mrs. Lu Biao stared at her, her big black and white eyes gave her stepmother a wooden look, and slowly let go of her hand.

Zhuzi let out a strange cry, and threw himself into his mother's arms, clamoring curiously to carry his schoolbag.

"Guiqin!" Aunt Chi said, "What did Song Jingguang come to our house just now?" She stared into her daughter-in-law's eyes.

Mrs. Lu Biao's expression was as usual: "Hey, isn't it necessary to plant trees in the village? He came here to distribute the land rezoning list." Song Jingguang ran errands for the village chief, and he was considered a cadre regardless of size.Seeing that her mother-in-law was dubious, Biao Lu raised her eyebrows, and the corner of her mouth twitched: "What's the matter? Mom, what do you mean? The list is in the east room, you can look at it yourself."

Lu Qingming glanced at grandma, then looked down at the toe of his shoe.There was a hole in the thumb of the old cloth shoe.She didn't understand what grandma and stepmother were talking about, but the way Song Jingguang was holding up the waistband flashed back and forth in her mind.She opened her mouth to speak, but didn't know how to describe it.The stepmother and Song Jingguang didn't know what they were doing on the kang. Every time Song Jingguang left, there was a smell in the room, which choked the nose and was very unpleasant.Thinking of the smell, she couldn't help frowning and covering her mouth and nose.

Aunt Chi's expression softened a little, she gave a dry laugh, and led Xiao Zhuzhu back to the house.She has nothing dissatisfied with Guiqin. She does housework quickly, is in good health, and gave birth to a son.Now I'm afraid that people won't be able to bear the loneliness, do something embarrassing, or run away with someone.Every year in the village, there are women running with others, and Aunt Chi knows that if Guiqin really has such thoughts, she will not be able to stop her.After getting married, she became a stepmother. How many big girls can bear it?Therefore, when Guiqin usually speaks quickly and poisonously, Aunt Chi is more tolerant.For the sake of her son, she has to endure.I'm afraid Lu Wensong is working hard outside, but his wife has become someone else's.

Lu Qingming hugged his clothes and went to Westinghouse with a gloomy expression.Zhu Zhu ran wildly in the yard with his schoolbag on his back.Lu Qingming looked down at the colorful clothes in his hand.There is a layer of transparent plastic packaging on the outside of each piece of clothing, which makes a rattling sound when touched.

Lu Qingming fumbled back and forth twice, and finally packed the clothes neatly and packed them into a large cardboard box in the corner.This cardboard box contains all her treasures.There are some clothes, some glass balls that were discarded from the pillars, and some "square pieces" made of paper. The "square piece" was folded by Lu Qingming herself. Seeing other boys tearing up their homework books and folding the "square piece", she subconsciously folded one one day.No one is playing with her, she is playing with herself.

Putting new clothes in, the box was more than half full.Lu Qingming took out his pocket again, took out the note with Chi Muyun's phone number written on it, and put it in the box as well.

The moon was shining brightly, and the old curtains transformed from bed sheets could not block the light.Lu Qingming stared straight at the patterned silhouettes on the curtains.The quilt is still the same quilt that has been used for an unknown number of years and is as hard as a rock, but today it is especially uncomfortable.Lu Qingming thought of the mattress that her aunt made her sleep on, it was so soft, as soft as her hands.Even if I was too tired to straighten my waist after herding the sheep for a day, I felt stretched all over when I lay down on it.

Just as he was thinking about the mattress, he suddenly heard Xiao Hei barking.Aunt Chi got up, cursed in a low voice, got up and put on her shoes to open the door.As soon as Lu Guodong came in, a stench of tobacco and alcohol filled the room.Aunt Chi babbled a few words, while Lu Guodong sat on the edge of the Kang and soaked his feet, touched his shiny head and said, "While drinking, Song Jingguang was pressed and beaten."

When Aunt Chi heard "Song Jingguang", she was shocked: "Why did he get beaten?"

Lu Guodong glanced at his granddaughter who opened his eyes, and said in a low voice, "He made a few words, and Zhang Laosi became impatient. I think it's probably," he lowered his voice, "Song Jingguang and Zhang Laosi's wife have something."

Aunt Chi was stunned, and cursed in a low voice, "Shameless".Mr. Zhang was lame, but at least he had a man at home. Song Jingguang dared to touch such a man, but he was really shameless.

This month Song Jingguang came to the house two or three times...

"I can't blame other people's daughter-in-law," Lu Guodong shook his head and said, "With Zhang Laosi's legs, what can I do well? She can't even herd sheep."

"You said that!" Aunt Chi's eyes widened, "Isn't this just a woman's slut? A child is so old and still makes broken shoes!"

Lu Guodong didn't know what she was worried about, so he retorted, and the husband and wife chattered, which made Lu Qingming sleepy and fell asleep.

It was pale.Lu Qingming rubbed his eyes, got up and went to the ground, and slipped into the east room.The stepmother and Zhuzi were sleeping soundly. In the light of dawn, Lu Qingming saw the schoolbag on the kang.

She grabbed it, turned her head and went back to the west room, put her schoolbag at the bottom of the box, then went to the outhouse to grab a cold steamed bun, gnawed on it, and went out to drive the sheep.

"have you eaten?"

A clear voice came from behind, Lu Qingming stopped, and replied in a muffled voice, "Eat...eat steamed buns."

Chi Muyun tied a ponytail today, revealing a smooth and full forehead, looking very energetic.She waved to Lu Qingming, Lu Qingming looked at her and walked over obediently.

Chi Muyun pulled a stool for her to sit down, served a bowl of millet porridge, and took half a salted egg from the plate, and said softly, "Eat."

Lu Qingming rubbed his belly, bowed his head and started eating.

Grandma Chi said lovingly: "Come over to eat in the future, don't keep cold steamed buns at home."

"Did you hear that?" Chi Muyun chuckled, and put half a salted egg in front of her, "I want a hot meal."

Lu Qingming swallowed the porridge and gave a vague "hmm".

Chasing the sheep with the red strings on their horns out of the pen, Lu Qingming waved his whip at the door one after another, dawdling a bit.From time to time she looked into the yard.

There is an old poplar tree outside the courtyard wall, and its lush canopy casts thick shade, sheltering the small courtyard.There were a few futons in the thick shade, and Chi Muyun sat cross-legged on them and read a book, like a monk in meditation, with no other movements except turning the pages of the book with his fingers.

Lu Qingming glanced at it several times, but Chi Muyun didn't even lift his head.Lu Qingming was a little disappointed.What about that strange thing that Chi Muyun was holding yesterday?Not with Chi Muyun.So Chi Muyun won't go up the mountain with her today?

Lu Qingming scratched his hair, lowered his head and drove the sheep away.

She held a whip in one hand, and touched her "square piece" in her trouser pocket with the other.

When she got to the side of the concrete road that was unevenly repaired, she saw the "Lao Niu" bus driving slowly from a distance, but she drove the sheep slowly as if she hadn't seen it.

"Lao Niu" was lying on the side of the road again, and Zuo Xinmiao grabbed the car door, leaned out half of her body, and reprimanded her.Lu Qingming flicked his whip blankly, as if he didn't hear it.

Sometimes it's nice to be an idiot.If you are in a bad mood, you can do something bad, and no one can do anything about her.