Green Life

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　　 At that time, the door was only 0.01 kilometers away from Makeqin, but after half an hour, the family would decide to take him in because he decided to tell a lie~

　　 Three people sit around the dining table in the courtyard.

　　 "There used to be a real home in front of me. I didn't cherish it. I would regret it when I lost it. If God gives me another chance..."

　　 Okay, the above is Maqin’s obsession, the real situation is~~

　　 "Master, I actually...I am actually an orphan without a home. I grew up in an orphanage. When I was seven or eight years old, the orphanage was closed. Later... Then I wandered around. I just came here a while ago..."

　　 The old man frowned, and Ai Ming was stunned. Is he an orphan too?

　　 "I just called the uncles and aunts who had taken me in, and found that they are no longer there, and I can't find them..."

　　 Aiming listened, the little eyes have slowly begun to patter off the beads.

　　 "Master, I will leave tomorrow morning, and I won't make you embarrassed." Mark Qin felt tired, what is the matter, telling such a big lie, but in this world, he is indeed an orphan

　　 "Oh, grandpa, he is so pitiful, let's take him in~~", Ai Ming cried.

　　 "My dear granddaughter, don't cry", Xu recalled the past. The old man sighed for a while, and his eyes were wet. He raised his head and muttered to himself: "You have committed sins, children who are struggling, they are all children who are struggling."

　　 The old man hugged his granddaughter and said to Mark Qin: "Little friend, you live with me first, I will look back and find a way."

　　Makqin was overwhelmed for a while, and it turned out to be a deceitful child with innate bonuses!

Since entering this house, in all aspects, Maqin inferred that there is no hostess in this house. The grandfather and grandson are dependent on each other for life. The old man is dead now. It hurts to think about this little girl, not to mention that she is so small, for a while. There is nowhere to go, so let's take a step and see.

Makqin is now a teenage boy, and it may remind the old man of Aiming's life experience. Then he took in Makqin until it was surprisingly smooth. It was nothing more than a bite of food, relying on his pension and neighbors. , Do a good deed while he is alive, and leave by himself, Aiming can also have a companion and rely on.

The old man asked the neighborhood committee to do the adoption and checked the child’s information. Nothing was found, just like it came out of thin air. The neighbors in the neighborhood gradually got rid of their suspense. These years, orphans, traffickers, and beggars are not uncommon, like horses. It is rare for Keqin to be so white, and it is a blessing in misfortune that he has not been harmed by criminals.

　　 What can Maqin say, he can only try his best to be a child.

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　　 "Brother, you eat and you eat, it's delicious", a little girl with a ponytail stretched out her arms and brought a bunch of candied haws to a boy's mouth, muttering while chattering.

　　It is Maqin and Aiming. Aiming is still dressed in plain clothes, but his face is very clean, his eyes are bright, his smile is like crescent moon, his mouth is full of sugar residues, and he talks about it.

"You eat, I don't like to eat this, my teeth fall", Maqin said to Aiming while walking, wearing a cool waistcoat, small pants, plastic sandals, and pulling a small cart. Maqin still did not call this little girl after all. Sister, through her brother-like care, let the little girl recognize this brother who fell from the sky from the bottom of her heart.

Mark Qin has stayed here for almost a year. This family relies solely on the old man’s pension, which is very tight. Every month, the old man’s medicine costs more than half, and he can no longer afford the various expenses of the two children. As the saying goes Half-and-half people eat poor people, and they often cannot make ends meet every month. They usually rely on neighbors to help them, but it is not a long-term solution.

Although Makqin is a young body, he can't really treat him as a child. Since living here, facing his kind-hearted grandparents, he took the initiative to go out to do things. At first, the uncle didn't agree and had to send him to school. , This is going to elementary school, but Maqin’s old life is needed. To put it bluntly, he has to show his hand, so that the old man thinks that he is a star of Wenqu, self-taught, and feels great comfort. He can also counsel Ai Ming, so he will not mention it anymore. , Only talk about junior high school.

It’s the summer of 2003. This year Maqin has done everything, delivering goods, pulling coal, training stalls, and even went to Zhongguancun to dump pirated disks. He is taller, stronger, and his skin is darker. He is no longer that white. Xiao Zhengtai, busy talking about it is just a so-so to fill up the shortfall. It is true that there are too few things that children can do. The bosses in Beijing dare not hire child labor, and through a year of understanding, although the world is basically the same as the previous life, there are many Things are different. A teenager wants to cheat on the world, but there is basically no way.

This is the weekend. Ai Ming accompanied his brother to deliver the goods to Uncle Liu in the small shop. Just came back. Ai Ming loves to eat candied haws. He just came back to sell it. He usually saves money and Ai Ming is not willing to eat. Today is a special one. In the days, Makqin felt distressed for this sister who came suddenly, so he bought it for her to eat.

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　　 When he got home, Mark Qin put the cart to the door, just in time for his neighbor, Aunt Sun, to buy food.

"Obviously, Xiaoqin, go to deliver goods again, Xiaoqin, don't get tired of your small body, I will go back to stew pig's trotters in a while, and I will get you a bowl after the stew. , Ah, fate," Aunt Sun was nagging with two babies while holding the vegetable basket in one hand.

　　 "Auntie Sun, thank you for always thinking about me. I am strong." Mark Qin flexed his biceps and said with a smile.

　　 "Hey, you child, you have only two or two meats, and you are still strong. Don't fight too hard at ordinary times. Tell your aunt if you have difficulties."

　　 "Go, thank you, 嘞"

　　 "This kid is so sensible"

　　 "That is, it doesn't matter who it is", Aiming took Maqin's arm and took off a proud little peacock.

　　 "You girl, ha ha ha, as long as you can, come and get the trotters in a while"

　　 "Guaranteed to complete the task", Aiming snapped a military salute to Aunt Sun.

　　 "Haha, this kid"

　　 "Auntie Sun, please go slowly." Mark Qin rubbed Aming's head and turned into the yard.

Grandpa’s body is getting weaker day by day. Now he has to walk around with a cane to walk a few steps in the yard. There are more and more spots on his face. The thin body can be blown away by a gust of wind, but the old man still tries hard to hold on. Keqin knew that the old man could not let go of his granddaughter.

　　 entered the house, there were two portraits hanging on the north wall, and there was a small altar underneath. On the table was a censer and fruit. The old man sat in a chair, staring at the portrait in a daze.

　　 Aiming opened his carry-on bag, took out fresh fruits, put on the offering table, arranged his clothes, and drew out three more incense sticks, lit them and shook them, chanting.

Makqin leaned against the door, and suddenly felt like a sacred ceremony opened, reaching to his heart. An eleven-year-old child and an old man with a dying wind and candles. Such a ceremony has been going on for several years. They shouldn’t have come. Bear, but the weight of life that everyone needs to bear in life is destined.

　　 The dead are gone!

The old man said with tears: "Zikun, Qiu Ming, it's been eight years, you guys are fine over there, and Mingming and I have come to see you again." He wiped away his tears, "I told you last time. There is a newcomer at home, I brought it today." The old man turned his head and beckoned to Mark Qin, "Xiao Qin, come here."

Mark Qin walked to Ai Ming, gently hugged Ai Ming, who was crying silently, and made her sob on his shoulder. The old man took his other hand and said to the portrait: "Zikun, Qiu Ming, look, this It's Xiaoqin, capable and sensible. From now on, he will be a formal member of the Zai family. Are you happy about the older brothers of Aiming!"

　　 said, holding Maqin's hand with both hands, staring at his face kindly and said: "My child, remember, from now on, this is your home..."

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　　 home, home?

　　Makqin has always been a family carer in his previous life, filial piety to his parents, and also manages his own small home carefully. Only after working for many years can I understand what is home and what is the warmth of home. He didn't understand his home until many years later, but once something was missed, he would never have a chance again and he would regret it for life.

This year, the old man worked so hard. Ai Ming became more and more sensible. He didn’t need to worry about studying and housework. There was no big deal. Every day he boiled medicine for his grandfather, watched TV, counseled homework, and did odd jobs. Years have passed since it was very dull, really dull as water.

　　Makqin travels through time and space, becomes smaller, and discards the utilitarian heart of his previous life, money, success, and ideals. I didn’t expect it, just like a glass of boiled water, plain, but pure peace of mind, translucent!

　　 In the past year, the little things in the yard have already come to my heart, not just self-righteous pity, sympathy, and reward...

　　 is so warm, only your family can give you pure sunshine.

　　Makqin only feels that there is a heat permeating his limbs, and there is a kind of satisfaction that fills the heart, as if the most important thing in the world is nothing more than this, and there is nothing else to ask for.

　　 Maqin held Emin, took his grandfather's hand, looked at the kind man and woman in the portrait, and said in a slightly immature voice: "Uncles and aunts, rest assured, I will take good care of Grandpa and Aiming!"

　　 I wonder if the relatives in the other world are okay?

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　　 The old man's body is clear to himself, and he asked Aim to do his homework, and the old man left Maqin alone.

　　He helped the old man lie on the bed and leaned on the pillow. The old man looked at him, the more he looked at him, the more he liked it. Over the past year, he looked at what Mark Qin had done in his eyes and remembered in his heart.

The old man took his hand and said slowly: "Xiaoqin, this year is really hard for you. Although you are only twelve years old, you usually talk and do things like an adult. Without you, my body would have How hard, oh"

　　 "Grandpa, don't be like this for your family. You didn't take me in, I was afraid I would be homeless!"

"Good boy..., Grandpa UU Reading www.uukanshu.com didn't read you wrong." The old man was a little moved and continued: "My own body knows it, I am afraid I can't make it through this winter. Grandpa knows that you are not like a normal kid. Very precocious, I know everything in my heart."

　　 The old man said in his heart that this child has suffered from snacks. The children of the poor are in their homes early. In the mountains, many five or six-year-old children will mow the grass and feed the pigs. This is not the case.

Thinking of the old man, he became more kind, as if discussing with an adult, and continued: "Obviously, her parents were gone when she was three years old. The only thing I can't worry about is this child. Usually, in order not to make me sad, they are all Sometimes at night, I hide and cry secretly. I know that, no father or mother, she is not less bullied by outside children..."

　　 As he said, the old man left two lines of tears. Maqin stepped forward to help the old man wipe his cheeks, and comforted him: "Grandpa, don't worry, I will protect Mingming from now on and I will never let anyone bully her again."

"okay……"

　　 "Obviously his dad is my eldest son, and he obviously has a little aunt. He went to study in the UK very early. I was opposed to it at the beginning. She hated me in her heart. Those few years, alas".

　　Makqin knew that what the old man was talking about should be the few years when the reform and opening up were just recently, and his thoughts were turbulent.

"Later...Later, there was no contact. I only received a letter from her in the first two years. I knew she was married to a foreigner. Alas, I wrote her a letter a while ago. I think I will leave you The two entrusted her to her. She is Mingming's only relative in the world. You will help Grandpa take care of Mingming in the future, okay?"

　　 "Yeah", Mark nodded vigorously.

　　 The old man smiled, "I don't know if she can rush back." He stared at the west, eager to see through, as if he had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and saw his youngest son.