Chapter 11 Eleven, Liang Sheng, I'm sorry

The inexplicable loss of ten yuan by the class teacher made Liang Sheng's life in Weijiaping completely gray. He just repeated that the money was his own, but he couldn't explain where it came from. The wrinkles on the father's face seemed to be carved out of pain, he called out to Liang Sheng with a trembling voice, come here. Liang Sheng walked up to him obediently, and his father slammed into Liang Sheng with all his strength. He screamed in pain, "I never gave birth to a son like you!" Just like that, Liang Sheng and his disabled father lay together in the yard, at the feet of the class teacher.The head teacher was a little embarrassed, said a few words, children, you can educate them slowly, and then left.

I helped Liang Sheng up, looked at my father who was lying on the ground, smiled coldly, and left.Liang Sheng hugged his father and cried. At night, watching the stars on the roof with Liang Sheng, I asked him, was the money stolen? Liang Sheng stretched out his hand, which was covered with layers of blisters.Only then did I know that in order to allow me to participate in the spring outing, Liang Sheng would secretly go out every night, climb into the long-abandoned coal mine alone, dig out two loads of coal, and carry two loads of coal in the second half of the night , walk the long and quiet mountain road at one end, and go to the morning market in the town to buy it as early as possible.That's why I couldn't hear his breathing those nights.And he was afraid that mining coal would break the law, so he didn't dare to tell the teacher.

I stroked his hand carefully and asked, does it still hurt? He shook his head and said it didn't hurt. I asked him, are you not afraid of being alone in the abandoned mine? He nodded and said he was afraid. I leaned my head on his shoulder, under the starlight, the two of us sat side by side on the roof, our black heads were like two stubborn mushrooms growing. On the way back from school, due to the heavy rain, some shallow currents formed on the ground. I walked carefully step by step, but Liang Sheng kept reminding me to be careful. Bei Xiaowu said, damn it, Jiang Sheng, how can I remember that you used to be like a big toad when you drank these waters, when did the lady become a king?

Actually, I don't want to hate Bei Xiaowu, but it's really hard for me to get used to his constant cursing.Just as I was about to say something to Bei Xiaowu, I ran into He Manhou, who seemed to have just come from my house, looked Liang Sheng up and down, and said, "Why can't I see that you can sneak around too?" Bei Xiaowu said, you forgot about the pain in your butt, right? Bei Xiaowu's words made my stomach upset, so I dragged Liangsheng away.I said, brother, let's ignore him! That night, I was undoubtedly terrified. My mother woke up in the middle of the night and suddenly coughed up blood. Large swaths of blood smeared on the quilt. I was terrified and wanted to call Liang Sheng, but my mother stopped me. Cover my mouth, fingertips are cold.She kept coughing and wheezing.

I suddenly remembered that He Manhou seemed to have come to our house yesterday, and I said, Mom, why is He Manhou here?Is he bullying you again? Mother calmed down and said, it's getting late, Jiang Sheng, go to sleep. From that day on, I started to rush to help my mother with housework and farm work. I stubbornly believed that if I did a little more, she could lose one gray hair and have more health.But my mother didn't let me touch it. She was so stubborn that she wouldn't let me do any rough work.I don't know what she is struggling with in her heart.Or in her humble heart, that knowledgeable female reporter is a sharp knife that shatters her humblest requirements as a woman.She doesn't want her daughter to repeat her mistakes, she would rather smash herself, and let me have a pair of slender hands of a city girl!Can live proudly.She couldn't say that, but I could read it.

I am the only girl in Weijiaping who has never been to the ground, I am the only girl in Weijiaping who does not have a "red group" on her face, and I am the only girl in Weijiaping who has slender hands and feet.But my mother is the most unhappy woman in Weijiaping.Even when she was sick, she kept working hard, trying to forget those humiliations and injuries.Looking at her increasingly frail body, my heart is breaking. In the morning, I helped her carry water, but she grabbed the bucket abruptly. She said, this is not what you should do.The voice was cold and emotionless.I suddenly realized that I might lose her. I never thought, how would I live without her?

I secretly hid at the base of the wall and cried. At this time, Xiao Mi was already an old cat.I still call it Xiao Mi, and it is still at my feet when I am sad. When Liang Sheng came back from carrying water outside, he saw me crying, so he grabbed me and said, Jiang Sheng, why are you crying again?Whoever bullied you, you tell brother. I refused to look at him, just cried. Liang Sheng knew what I was thinking, so he put down the water and comforted me in a low voice, Jiang Sheng, don't feel sorry for my mother, okay? I pushed Liang Sheng's hand away suddenly, and I said, Liang Sheng, without your mother, my mother would not have lived like this!Whose son are you?Don't be so hypocritical!

Liang Sheng was stunned to the side, holding the freshly picked wild jujube in his hand, a small handful full of it, holding it tightly in his hand.After a long time, he came to his senses, took my hand, put the jujube in my hand, and without saying a word, he carried the water and walked into the house. The sour dates in the palm of my hand glistened in the sun, making my eyes swell. I hugged Xiao Mi and cried. At this time, Bei Xiaowu came in, and when he saw me like this, he called out, "Jiang Sheng, your cat is dead, why are you crying like this?" I was angry and punched him with my fist. A jujube jumped out of my palm and fell to the ground.

Bei Xiaowu quickly picked it up, put it in his mouth, and said, "Oh, grandma's Jiang Sheng, I haven't eaten this thing for several years because of you little fox!"Liang Sheng was really out of his mind, but being able to engrave letters on each jujube branch was considered his skill. Bei Xiaowu's words made me sad, and the images of two years ago kept flashing in front of my eyes - on the green field beside the sour jujube grove, the boy with delicate eyebrows curled up and fell asleep, his thin clothes were soaked in dew, sticky His soft hair, he fell asleep tiredly, but there was a satisfied smile on his face.He tried his best to engrave on those brown branches: ginger jujube tree.

He said, from now on, these jujube trees are yours. He also said that my brother can't let Jiang Sheng eat poached eggs and braised pork, and he can't let you not even eat jujube. I ran into the house, and Liang Sheng was standing in front of the water tank, his shoulders twitching silently.I held onto Liang Sheng's clothes tightly, and held on tightly, without saying anything. When Liangsheng and I were left with nothing but sadness, we found that we had no other choice but to leave this Weijiaping with too many gray memories.It seems that only by leaving Weijiaping, those boulders in the heart can disappear.

Liang Sheng and I had no choice but to embark on the road of studying hard. At that time, Bei Xiaowu felt relieved to fall because of his father's sudden wealth a few years ago, and he didn't worry that no one would pay for him.