The fourth girl of the farmer

Chapter 1 Transcended

At the end of March, the seedlings were sealed, and as far as the eye could see, they were all green, and the wind blew through, rolling green waves.There is not a trace of water at the foot of the seedlings, let alone a weed.

This year, there should be a good harvest!

Yang Danian is carrying a hoe, looking at these crops that he has to look at three times a day and tending with his own hands, it is like seeing his own children, full of hope to grow up, but with a little apprehension.

The three boys grow up day by day, and it costs money to marry a wife; the fourth girl has also been in a coma for two days and hasn't recovered; and she suffers from a lack of cash and is unable to find a doctor. Something happened; Yueniang was about to give birth, and she didn't even have a few copper coins to find a stable woman...

Why are these days so difficult?

I also moved here three years ago, and I also make a living as a farmer. The eldest brother's family, the better the life, the better I am, it seems that it is really the reason why I am stupid.

Sighing, he leveled the gap in the field with a hoe again, carried the hoe, and went home to have breakfast.

"Yueniang, you are old and heavy, so don't do these things, let Zimu do it." Just arrived at the door, and saw his wife struggling to bring a large wooden basin of water out of the stove, and quickly threw it away. The hoe stepped forward to take the water basin.

"It's okay, I'll wipe Si Yatou's body, I've slept for two days, and there is no sign of waking up, and I don't know if she can carry it this time." Said, Yueniang's eyes were red. "Zimu went to graze cattle for his master, and he hasn't come back yet."

Although he knew that his daughter was not awake when he left home in the morning, he went out for a walk before dawn, and it was almost an hour. There is no power to protect, it is a kind of silent pain.

Fearing that this kind of pain would touch his wife's heartache, he changed the subject.

"Zimu is [-] years old this year. Let me talk to my boss one day. I will change Zilin to work and let Zimu work in the fields with me." Yang Danian thought that the cowherd boy can do it at the age of eight or nine. Zilin is ten years old this year, and he is more than enough to do this job.

He even thought that if he worked for two years, he could switch to Zisen.

Yueniang froze for a moment, then thought about it again, but she also thought of the same way as her husband.

Glancing at his daughter on the bed, Yang Danian felt pain in his heart.He hurried out of the room door, but the hoe was still outside the door.

Yueniang entered the room silently, wiped her daughter's body, and gently stroked her sallow face. When will this poor child wake up and hear her call "Mother" tenderly.

Speaking of it, Zisen was ignorant, and took his twin sisters to the back mountain to look for tea chips. I heard that the fourth girl, Ziqian, saw a large white and tender tea chip, and ran over to pick it happily. He stumbled and rolled for a long distance among the branches and thorns everywhere before stopping.Zisen was terrified, and when he ran down to look, Ziqian had already fallen and passed out. He thought his sister was dead, so he burst into tears, which attracted the attention of the workers at the foot of the mountain, and spread word of mouth, and then Yang Danian knew something had happened to his daughter. , Carried home, and had no money to hire a doctor. After a delay, it took two days, and it hasn't improved until now.

"My poor girl, wake up quickly. Mother can't lose you!" Two lines of tears fell on Ziqian's face. Seeing this, Yueniang hurriedly wiped her daughter's face. She seemed to see her daughter open her eyes.

"Fourth girl, you're awake." Yueniang froze for a moment, then exclaimed in surprise, and two more lines of tears fell on Ziqian's face.

He raised his hand and wiped it. Why did this man drip tears on his face?
"I'm sorry, mother's Ziqian loves being clean the most. Mother will wipe it for you, and mother will wipe it clean for you." Turning around, twisting the handkerchief in the basin, and carefully rubbing it on her daughter's face.

Fourth girl, mother, Ziqian?
That's right, my name is Yang Ziqian, but my mother passed away a long time ago, and after more than 20 years of being alone, when did a mother appear again.

Yang Ziqian thought he was in a dream, he remained motionless, feeling the caress from his mother, and let her talk.

"New Year, Fourth Girl is awake." As if remembering something, Yue Niang yelled loudly outside the door.

"Wake up!" Yang Danian just put the hoe behind the door, when he heard his wife's cry, he was very happy, and hurried into the house. "Ziqian, you've finally woken up, good girl..." Sitting sideways on the bedside, she hugged her daughter and said, choking on her sobs.

There are two kinds of poor families, one is that they have too many debts, and the other is that they have too many children.

In ordinary people's homes, one child is born every year, and in a few years, there will be a group.If there is a life, it will survive, if there is no life, it will die young, and the adults will just sigh in their hearts, this child is unlucky, and it will be over.

In Yang Danian's heart, his children are all treasures. Although he has no money to see the doctor, he has been begging the Bodhisattva to bless this girl in his heart. When Yang Danian turns over, he must go to the temple to add a catty Sesame money.

Feeling being hugged by a middle-aged man, Yang Ziqian blushed and became more confused. What's going on?
"Mother, I'm back." A voice changed from outside the house, "Mother, is Simei feeling better today?" Then, a half-grown boy walked in. Before Yang Ziqian had time to look at him, he took a step forward. He jumped in front of him, "Sister, are you awake?" The excited little face blushed.

"Sister is awake?" There was another shout of surprise, and the two little boys jumped in and stood in front of him.

Three little boys with three similar faces called themselves sisters.

Yang Ziqian wants to faint right now, really wants to faint, who can tell her, what's going on here?

If you can't figure it out, pretend to be dizzy. This is the best policy. Thinking of this, Ziqian really closed his eyes and drooped his head.

"Fourth girl?" "Sister." Several deafening voices made Yang Ziqian almost unable to pretend.

"How could this be? Didn't you wake up just now?" Yueniang touched the nose of her daughter in her husband's arms with trembling hands. Fortunately, she was still breathing, but she still asked anxiously.

"Mom, I'm hungry, is my sister hungry too?" The youngest boy, his stomach growling at this moment, thought that his sister must be hungry, so he didn't have the energy to open his eyes.

"Yes, Yueniang, the fourth girl hasn't eaten for the past two days, go cook some white noodle soup and feed it to her." Yang Danian gently put his daughter on the bed, and looked at the third son with admiration.This child is a twin with the fourth girl, very smart, but unfortunately, I have no money to send him to a private school.

"I'll cook." As the boss, Zimu has learned how to cook with the help of his mother.

"I'm going to light the fire." Zi Lin hurriedly followed his elder brother out of the room and into the stove.

(End of this chapter)