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Chapter 21 Sharing Sadness

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    ? Unknowingly, it¡¯s New Year¡¯s Eve, and the factory has five days off.  We went shopping early that day, because the supermarkets only work until two o'clock in the afternoon, so we bought things early.  Several people held their mobile phones and praised the phone porridge to their relatives.

    In the evening, the four of us gathered around a small table, watched the Spring Festival Gala on TV after dinner, and then laughed and shouted.  Yanzi especially exaggerated.

    ? I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s because everyone went to bed late and got up late during the holidays, or it¡¯s because I¡¯m really excited.

    I have heard the TV host counting: "5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Happy New Year! Happy New Year!"

    A few of us also laughed and congratulated each other, saying: "Happy New Year. Happy New Year."

    I ordered a large pot of glutinous rice balls, and the four of us ate all of them.  They fell asleep on the floor and shouted one by one: "Hold on~ Hold on~"

    "That's how this year has passed."

    "That's okay, the four of us are having a lot of fun together."

    "I don't like such excitement, I really want to go home and celebrate the New Year with firecrackers and fireworks."

    I held Caixia's hand: "It's agreed that this year's holiday, even if it's in a foreign land, the four of us will have a happy time together, so don't be homesick."

    Caixia was rubbing her stomach and laughing, "During the Chinese New Year at home, the elderly gathered around and chatted together. The middle-aged people played mahjong at the table. The children ate bran nuts. How can we be so small?"

    I sighed: "When I grow up, I feel that the New Year that I had to celebrate when I was a child is just tearing up the calendar. After tearing it up, you will be surprised to find that, my God! I am one year older."

    Then everyone quieted down, listening to the singing that was still coming from the TV.

    "I want to tell you some good news, do you want to hear it?" Yanzi suddenly stared at the ceiling bewilderedly.

    "Tell me, what's the matter?" Caixia turned over and became interested.

    "My dad passed away the day before yesterday." Yanzi said with blank eyes.

    "Huh?" Caixia didn't know what to say for a moment.

    Xiaozhen said in a low voice: "Why is this happening? Did you say something wrong just now? How can this be good news?"

    "Why is it not good news? My dad is paralyzed. He has been paralyzed for almost ten years. Do you know how much the family has endured for him as a sick man? He should have died long ago. He has lived for so many years, and he has harmed others and himself. If not  I did this to save my mother back then. I didn¡¯t care about him long ago. And the younger brother in the family didn¡¯t learn well, but inherited all the problems of my elder sister. He dropped out of school early and got into fights. He even went to a labor camp at a young age. If  My dad would have taken care of my little brother long ago if he wasn't paralyzed. He wouldn't make my mom work so hard." Yanzi's eyes were full of tears, and she stared at the ceiling without blinking.

    Caixia lay flat on the floor with a gloomy expression on her face: "You still have your mother by your side, but I only have a grandma. When I was nine years old, my father suddenly brought back a woman who asked for a divorce from my mother. Do you know what era it was?  Divorce was a sensation, and my mother was mad. The next morning, the villagers found my mother's body floating on the river. My father was reprimanded by the villagers for this, and he took the woman and left the village.  I have been living with my grandmother. The children of the same age in the village looked at me from a distance and shouted: "Look. That is a child that my parents don't want." I remember one time when he came back and wanted to take me away. I was twelve years old  Come on, on the way from school, I picked up a stone and threw it at him to make him roll. I haven¡¯t seen him since then.¡±

    Caixia and Xiaozhen were already crying softly, a hot liquid slid down my face, I reached out to wipe it and found that I was crying too.

    Xiaozhen held back her sobbing: "I'm not much better than you? My parents are both farmers, so it's only natural that the family's conditions are poor. So I have been studying hard since I was a child, not to waste a penny of my parents' money. But my mother  Later, I added a younger brother, who said he was mentally handicapped, but he was an idiot. Every week, he had pain here and there and had a fever, and the family spent all their savings just to treat his illness. Even if I miss studying again  , and still have to come out to make money to treat his illness.¡±

    I know the situation of my second aunt's house.  In a traditional village, it is impossible to have only one daughter.  The whole family happily welcomed the birth of a baby boy. Unexpectedly, the second aunt's body was too weak and the pregnancy was unstable, so the baby had been growing in a medicine bottle since birth. Once the baby had a fever and was sent to the town overnight.  The clinic I went to, where a doctor who was new to the night shift, gave the wrong medicine to the child.  The child's fever went away, but he still couldn't make a sound when he was almost two years old. It was not until he was sent to a big hospital to check the cause that the child was found to be abnormal.  But the doctor who used the wrong doctor for the child has long since disappeared.

    "Haoying, I miss you. The three of us have talked about the hardships at home. You should also talk about it." Yan Yan??Look at me intently.  I rolled over.

    "Yes. I would also like to hear something about Haoying's family." Yanzi echoed.

    "Okay, I'll talk about it too. I'm also a child without a father. My father died in an accident when I was fourteen, and I was in the second year of junior high. That year was really hard, and I didn't have many relatives. It happened to me  I still have to solve the family affairs by myself. My mother cooks for the employees on a farm to subsidize the family, washes their clothes, and sometimes helps with chores. What makes me feel distressed is my mother¡¯s peeling hands every time.  When I got up early to cook for my two younger brothers, my hands were shaking. At home, she got up the earliest and slept the last. She managed to survive for half a year. I haven¡¯t finished my third year of junior high school. I really can¡¯t bear my mother¡¯s hard work. So I came out to work  Lighten the burden on the family." Unknowingly, the tears welled up more and more fiercely.

    Everyone lay quietly on the floor that was only covered with a layer of sponge, without saying a word, quietly letting the tears slip by their ears.

    In the end, my eyes were tired, so I went back to my room and fell asleep easily.

    Before going to bed, I suddenly felt funny.  It was the first day of the Lunar New Year, and a few of us migrant girls got together and recited the hard-to-recite scriptures at home as if they were telling a story. It felt weird.

    On the first day of junior high school, a few of us got up very late.  Then I planned that the second year of junior high school would not be like this anymore, and I must go to some meaningful places during the rare holidays, and then everyone unanimously decided to go to Shuangshuang Mountain to climb.  Because the ticket fee is cheap, time-consuming, and exercise is good for health, it was unanimously approved.

    Everyone bought the same style of sportswear for the plan of the second year of junior high school. When we were about to leave, we met Mr. Liang, who was also very interested in going together. He was embarrassed to see the four of us as a man.  Just a few temporary phone calls to call up a few male colleagues who didn't go home for the New Year, and the people who came came in pairs.  It was already noon when all the people arrived. When everyone walked together, they realized that the people who came could start a line to work.

    A group of people walked on the road in high spirits again.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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