Chapter 19 Mushrooms were stolen and injured

Fan Hu, who was bending over to dig earthworms on the soft soil behind the mountain, found Shuiqing awake, and ran over with a smile on his little face that was brighter than the morning sun.

He ran and shouted: "Mom, I'll scoop you some millet porridge! My elder sister made it early, it's delicious."

With the white flour cakes from last night, it's delicious and filling, and I don't feel hungry at all now!

Shuiqing looked at the thin and short Fan Hu, trembling as he walked towards her with a full bowl of millet porridge.

A seven-year-old child is the age when the whole family cares for him in China, but now he is sensible and does all kinds of things.

"Mom, it's hot, and my elder sister put the pottery jar aside to cool before she left, saying that it's just right for you to drink when you wake up." Fan Hu said happily, holding the bowl and looking up.

Mom has been sleeping, and he waited and waited, until the sun came out so high, and Mom was still sleeping.

The elder sister and the second sister said that Mom was injured yesterday, and quarreled with grandma and aunt, and was tired physically and mentally, so he asked him not to quarrel with Mom.

Shui Qing took the earthenware bowl and drank a mouthful of the sticky millet porridge.

From the thickness of the porridge, it can be guessed that this is the porridge specially reserved for her - under the premise of having white flour cakes, Yan Qiu would not be willing to cook such sticky and thick millet porridge.

"Mom, give it to me!" Fan Hu ran away and ran back with his short legs, handing over a whole piece of white flour cake.

Shui Qing was stunned.

She remembered that there were only five pieces of flour cakes left last night.

Pack three pieces for Fan Jin to take to the city for breakfast and lunch.

The remaining two pieces of flour cakes were shared by the five children. Now there is a whole piece of flour cake left for her. How many bites can each of them eat?

While drinking porridge, she asked, "Mom told your elder sister yesterday that you don't need to save the bread for me, why did you save it?

And you saved a whole one. Are the five of you full?"

Fan Hu nodded without hesitation and replied crisply, "We are full!

Eldest sister scooped a big bowl of porridge for each of us, and shared the bread with us, but she said she only wanted to drink the porridge."

Listening to the little baby's gradually depressed voice, Shui Qing sighed.

Most of the eldest children in the family are like this.

Especially the eldest daughter, who took on housework early, took care of her younger brothers and sisters, and took charge of the fields and vegetable gardens. She had no time to play when it was fun, and gave the delicious food to the younger ones below...

Shui Qing took a long deep breath, split the bread in her hand into two, and only ate the half she had gnawed.

These are all children connected to her by blood. No matter how old Yan Qiu is, he is still a child in her eyes.

What the eldest lost because of her understanding, she, as a mother, made up for her little by little...

"Let's go, let's go find your sister and brother!"

"Okay!" Fan Hu jumped in front to lead the way.

He wanted to go pick mushrooms with his eldest sister in the morning.

Picking mushrooms one by one is fun.

Especially when the eldest sister said that daddy took mushrooms to the city to sell for money in the morning, they all felt that picking mushrooms was no longer just to feed grandma and uncle's family, but a good thing that could really improve their lives!

But the eldest sister said that she was afraid that she would not see anyone when her mother woke up, and he was the youngest and the slowest to pick mushrooms, so she had to leave him to pass on the message.

But his mother kept sleeping, and he couldn't wait in vain.

The second sister said that the hens at home were the heroes. The six hens picked up twelve eggs this morning!

It must be because they ate wheat bran yesterday, which was nutritious. He thought that hens could lay twelve eggs after eating wheat bran, and eating earthworms was even more nutritious, so they might lay more eggs.

So while waiting for my mother to wake up, I went to dig earthworms, so that my family could eat more eggs in the future.

Thinking of the egg drop soup he drank last night, Fan Hu swallowed unconsciously. He shifted his attention to chat with my mother: "Mom, when my elder sister and the others see us picking mushrooms together, they will be very happy!"

Shui Qing smiled and nodded.

I was already thinking about how many kilograms of mushrooms the four children picked up?

At least more than ten kilograms, right?

If there are thousands of yuan in the bank, maybe the daily necessities option can be opened tonight or tomorrow...

Shui Qing, who was in a very good mood, was about to say that she would pick mushrooms together in the afternoon, when she saw the people walking in front of her supporting each other who looked very familiar.

She squinted her eyes and looked closely.

"Mom, it's my elder sister and second sister!" Fan Hu shouted happily.

The short legs took a step and ran quickly on the ridge of the field.

Shui Qing couldn't see the expressions of the four children from a distance, but she felt that it was not a good thing!

Let’s not talk about Fan Jiang and Fan He. Yan Qiu and Xing Hui were so sensible that they were heart-breaking. They knew that mushrooms could be exchanged for money, but they were reluctant to go home before lunch time!

Thinking of this, she quickened her pace and ran towards her children.

“Mom”

When the four children saw Shui Qing, they could no longer suppress the grievances they had been holding back, and cried out with tears in their eyes.

Shui Qing finally saw the current situation of the four children.

The already worn-out clothes were now covered with mud. Xing Hui and Fan Jiang, one holding his arm and the other limping, were supported by Yan Qiu and Fan He, one on the left and one on the right, walking over.

The bamboo basket changed from round to flat, with only a few scattered mushrooms in it.

There were still a few obvious red marks on Yan Qiu’s face!

Shui Qing took a deep breath, calmed down, and asked in a deep voice: "Tell me, what happened?"

"Mom, we went to Zhushan early to pick mushrooms. We had already picked two baskets full, but my aunt came."

"She said that my uncle loves to eat mushrooms, so she asked us to pour the two baskets of mushrooms into her backpack."

"We didn't want to, so she scolded us for being heartless and unfilial, saying that we were ungrateful and worse than outsiders in the village!"

"The eldest sister blocked the bamboo basket and didn't let her take it, so she stretched out her hand and hit the eldest sister. Then when the second sister rushed forward, she pushed the second sister down the hillside!

She pushed the second sister down the steep slope. Fortunately, the second sister was lucky and had a long life. Otherwise, otherwise..."

Shui Qing understood!

No wonder the children came back early.

No wonder their clothes were covered with mud and their bodies were covered with scars.

No wonder the basket was broken and the mushrooms were gone!

Sun Jinhua, very good, even wanted to snatch the mushrooms that her nephews and nieces had worked hard to pick.

Filial piety?

It's funny. I have sons and daughters. They also have hands and feet and are in their prime. How can they let their nephews and nieces show filial piety!

"Let's go, mother will seek justice for you!"

Yan Qiu opened her lips, worried that the matter would get out of hand, but thinking that her sister next to her almost died, she wanted to make a big deal at this moment!

The auntie was used to bullying their family. Yesterday, the mother stood up, so they had to stand up too.

Weakness will only make people bully more unscrupulously!

Fan He rolled his eyes and suggested: "Mom, let's go home first and take the kitchen knife and hoe."

Daddy went to the city, and it would take at least an hour to get home. They went to the auntie's house to ask for an explanation, and they couldn't do it without weapons.

Fan Jiang was one year older and much more mature. He said: "I will rush forward with a kitchen knife and ask for justice for my second sister;

Mom, you are responsible for adding fuel to the fire, and you two sisters are responsible for holding me back. We must make the auntie not only return what she took, but also spit out some!"

If the two sisters quarreled with the auntie, they would definitely have a bad reputation. He couldn't let his sister be pointed at by others.

And he was a boy. Whether it was the people in the village or outsiders, they were much more tolerant of boys, and he didn't care about being pointed at by others!