In the room, Yun Xiaotang looked at Zhao Tianer's bright eyes and carefully gnawed on the persimmon.

My heart was extremely touched.

She didn't know why she suddenly traveled to a novel, but at this moment, the characters in the novel were standing vividly in front of her, smiling so warmly at her so-called sister.

In the past, she didn't pay much attention to her parents' reminiscing about the bitterness and sweetness, thinking that times have changed, and they don't have to keep mentioning the hard days in the past. Life has gotten better now, so there's no need to dwell on the past anymore.

However, at this moment, she felt the bitterness of it firsthand.

Although it is bitter, it is especially sweet because of the company of my family.

Yun Xiaotang looked at Zhao Xueer who was returning to the room with winter bamboo shoot soup and smiled.

…

As the days passed, the snow in the entire village had almost melted, and there were probably only scattered snow patches in the shade on the mountains.

In the past few days, Zhao Xueer prepared medicine for Yun Xiaotang every day. After drinking all the traditional Chinese medicine prescribed by Dr. Liu Tiandong and repeatedly confirming that her sister was fine, Yun Xiaotang was able to leave the bed where she had been lingering for many days and go out.

With her sister tying up two little ones for her, Yun Xiaotang and her brother squatted in the yard and played with stacking stones.

Arrange the stones you picked up one by one to see who can pile them higher without falling down.

At this time, Zhao Tian'er's desire to win as a little boy was suddenly aroused. He pursed his lips, gently piled stones with his little hands, and stared at the stones with his eyes almost cross-eyed.

The warm winter sun slanted down, shining on Zhao Xueer's face through the sparse elm branches in the yard.

At this time, she was moving a stool to sit in the yard, holding an old cotton-padded jacket in her hand, and sewing with needle and thread. Occasionally she raised her eyes and looked at her playful younger brother and sister with a smile.

"Ah, sister, the stone tower you built fell down, hahaha..."

Zhao Tian'er laughed loudly, then he seemed to realize something was wrong, he covered his mouth violently and looked at his sister.

Hey, my sister shouldn’t cry, right?

Zhao Tian'er suddenly felt a little unsure, and felt a little strange why he didn't let his sister go.

Yun Xiaotang, seeing how happy Zhao Tianer was at winning, held back a smile and said, "Brother is so awesome!"

Zhao Tian'er touched his head sheepishly and smiled.

Zhao Xueer also smiled and put down the needle and thread in her hand, walked over and tapped her brother's forehead.

Here, the family is very warm.

On the other side of the village, in a dilapidated courtyard like Zhao Xueer's house, a woman was waving the stick in her hand hard and without hesitation, hitting the little figure huddled in the corner.

The stick hit the little man in shabby and thin clothes "bang bang bang". Every time the stick fell, the little man trembled. He held his head and buried it in his knees, like a young wolf licking his wounds alone.

Generally, fragile and strong, pitiful and helpless.

The woman kept yelling curses——

"You bastard, don't let me see your face...that face that looks exactly like that heartless man's face will only make me want to tear it apart, hahaha..."

"You shouldn't be alive, why are you still alive? I should have strangled you to death..."

"Zhou Yousheng - Zhou Yousheng -, have you seen that I am abusing your son, why didn't you show up?"

The woman's curses gradually decreased, her hand loosened, and the stick in her hand fell to the ground.

"Why haven't you shown up yet...don't you want your son?"

"Son... son..."

Suddenly she seemed to wake up a little, and the woman hurriedly ran to the little figure huddled on the ground, hugging him in pain.

"Yes - I'm sorry, son, I'm sorry for you..."

"No, it's all Zhou Yousheng's fault. It was that heartless man who abandoned us. Yes, it's all his fault..."

The small figure was trembling, but said nothing. He had already fainted.

[Author's digression]: I'm so stupid. I was setting up scheduled release, but accidentally clicked on instant release, so I posted the chapters that were supposed to be posted only the day after tomorrow. I couldn't delete the chapters, so I had to quickly post the content.

It was changed to Chapter 6, which was originally scheduled to be released tomorrow, and then re-released, which disrupted the rhythm.
Chapter completed!