Seventy: The vicious female supporting actress struggles daily

Chapter 29
Jiang Yu didn't know what the teachers were thinking, so she went to listen to the one-hour class every day regardless of the weather.

Even if they knew, they couldn't tell them about the resumption of the college entrance examination, there was nowhere to explain it.

Yang Qingqing returned home two days later. Jiang Yu's family didn't go to drink the wedding wine, but Jiang Yan still prepared six eggs and asked Jiang Chuan to send them over. The villagers can't pretend not to know.

I just learned from Jiang Yan that Yang Qingqing's life after marriage seems to be going well, and it is said that her in-laws are also very kind to her, so Jiang Yu no longer pays attention to her.

From autumn to winter, Hexi Commune had several snowfalls one after another, covering the village in white, and the commune was completely idle when winter came, and no longer worked.

The task of cooking at home was taken over by Jiang Yan, and she went to the hut to study with a few old people every day, usually two hours in the morning and two hours in the afternoon, and Jiang Chuan’s school was also on holiday, so every day I will also carry my own small schoolbag and study with my second sister.

As the sky was getting dark, the siblings came out from the hut and braved the wind and snow to walk home.

Jiang Chuan held his second sister's hand and stepped on the road under his feet that had not yet melted and was covered with new snow. He felt the cold wind continuously penetrate into his body, making him shiver constantly.

"Second sister, look ahead?"

Following his words, Jiang Yu looked up and saw a figure curled up on the side of the road.

She led her younger brother forward, and found that it was a child, and she also knew this child, a little girl from a family named Tian in the village.

The Tian family can be said to be a well-known poverty-stricken household in the commune. The head of the family and his widow mother seemed to be bewildered and wanted grandchildren to carry on the family line. My boy, so the four girls of the Tian family have become losers. It is completely normal to not have enough food and clothing. Not to mention the first three girls, the youngest one is only six years old this year, and has already learned to I went to work in the field.

Even so, it is no secret that he is often beaten and scolded by his parents and grandma every day in the commune.

The neighbors of Tian's family almost eat three meals a day, and they live by the news of Mrs. Tian reprimanding and beating their grandson. Don't mention how disgusting they are, but there is no way, the house cannot be moved, this is not a small sum, but can bear it.

"Xiaohua?" Jiang Yu squatted down and called out, raising her hand to press the little girl's shoulder, which was still slightly warm, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "It's snowing outside, why don't you go home?"

The little girl was wearing very thin clothes, which sounded like a cotton padded jacket, but at first glance, it didn't have the slightest thickness at all, and the clothes were dusty, with several torn seams, revealing scattered gray cotton wool. This thin cotton padded jacket I don't know how many years it has been worn, it is estimated that some of her sisters wore it.

Compared with the three older sisters above, the youngest little girl's life is like hell.

When the daughter-in-law of the Tian family was pregnant with Xiao Hua, Mrs. Tian asked someone for divination. The person swore that the daughter-in-law of the Tian family was pregnant with a grandson. The last one born was a granddaughter, who almost pissed Granny Tian to death.

Thinking about the good things that the daughter-in-law lost when she was pregnant, all the anger was vented on the youngest granddaughter at this time, she beat and scolded frequently, and there were not many intact places on the little girl throughout the year.

Xiaohua's younger brother is only two years younger than her, and he is the treasure of Tian's family. The three older sisters are older and know how to be careful with their parents, but the youngest girl never knows how to protect herself. Fight for it and accept it.

The little girl raised her thin, yellow face, stared at Jiang Yu absent-mindedly for a while, and then opened her chapped lips, but found that she couldn't make a sound.

Jiang Yu couldn't help being distressed, although if she helped the little girl, she might be whispered to death by Mrs. Tian behind her back, but looking at the little girl who was so cold that she almost didn't even have the strength to tremble, no matter how hard-hearted she was, she would Unable to get up and leave.

He took off the outer clothes, put them on Tian Xiaohua's body, and said softly, "Go to Miss Xiaoyu's house to avoid the cold."

Feeling the warm clothes on her body, a gleam flashed in Tian Xiaohua's eyes, and soon, people couldn't catch it. She had never been treated gently by her parents and grandma since she was a child, so the little girl closed her eyes early. Many children of the same age in the village don't like to play with Tian Xiaohua, and even every time she appears, those children will make fun of her as a fool behind her back.

Tian Xiaohua wanted to stand up and go home, but she had been hiding by the haystack for almost two hours, her whole body was already frozen, and when she wanted to move, her whole body fell forward uncontrollably.

If it wasn't for Jiang Yu to help her up in a hurry, she would have hit the ground on her face first, and she would have to scratch her skin.

"Xiaochuan, carry the schoolbag for the second sister!" Jiang Yu hung the schoolbag around his younger brother's neck, then bent down and said to Tian Xiaohua, "Come on, sister Xiaoyu is carrying you."

The little girl kept her face still and looked at Jiang Yu expressionlessly, but Jiang Yu didn't get up, still looking at her with a smile.

The two persisted for several minutes, until Jiang Chuan stomped his feet in the cold, Tian Xiaohua slowly climbed onto Jiang Yu's back, and let her carry herself to Jiang's house.

She didn't say that she would send the child home. Obviously, she would rather endure such a violent snowstorm outside, and her whole body was frozen stiff than to go back. There must be a reason for not going back. It should be because of a quarrel with the adults at home. , dodge them.

In today's chaotic world, it is almost common for parents to beat their children in rural areas, and stick education exists in almost every family.

If it was placed in the time of her previous life, beating the child until there was no good meat in her body would be enough to be sentenced.

Stepping into the house, Jiang Yan poked her head out from the kitchen, "I'm back, hurry up and get ready, we'll have dinner... This is Xiaohua? What's wrong?"

Seeing the little girl on Jiang Yu's back, Jiang Yan was also taken aback.

"I found it next to the haystack in front of Uncle Hai. I was so cold that I couldn't feel it. I was worried that she was outside alone, so I brought her back." Putting the little girl on the kang, Jiang Yu said to Jiang Yan : "Sister, is there hot water at home? Let her take a bath."

"Yes, I'll add water." Jiang Yan nodded hastily.

"Sister, don't make the water too hot for the first time, just warm it up, otherwise she won't be able to stand it all at once." Jiang Yu specially reminded her.

"Okay, I see."

In another room, when Jiang Yan and Jiang Yu took off the little girl's clothes, their eye sockets were sore.

It is true that there is no good flesh on the whole body, the feet have been cracked from the cold and pus and blood are oozing, and the whole legs and back are all covered with bruises, some look like pinched, and some are sticks. There was even a bruise caused by an adult's fist on the waist side, and it didn't take long to see the marks.

There are more than a dozen mottled scabs on the back, and some of the wounds have rolled up flesh, which is extremely hideous, but fortunately no infection has been caused.

Even on the inside of the thigh, there are several bruised and purple pinch marks, and if they can appear here, it is not necessary to guess that it must be the handwriting of the child's mother or grandma.

The two sisters looked at each other without saying anything, no wonder the child would rather freeze to death outside than go home.

(End of this chapter)