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Chapter 53 Another secret

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    It¡¯s really too jarring.

    No matter whether something happened or not, Li Dongmei would not be in a good situation.

    I don¡¯t know why this world is so unfair. Regardless of whether it is a woman¡¯s fault or not, dirty water will always be poured out on women, and men who make mistakes will always be particularly tolerant.

    Chunyang can even think of the direction in which things will develop next. Even if Dongmei takes care of everything, outsiders will only blame her for being inappropriate.

    "Sister, why don't you let Zhien accompany you to exchange for tofu from now on? It's not the time to farm anyway, and you don't go out every day, so asking him to follow you won't waste anything," Chunyang suggested.

    Dongmei immediately refused: "How about that! Auntie and Zhien have helped us so much, why do you have the nerve to ask Zhien to exchange tofu with me? Besides, Zhien is seventeen years old, so it's not appropriate for a half-grown man to follow me.  ."

    Chunyang scratched his head anxiously, and then suggested: "How about we just trade tofu in the village on weekdays, and I will accompany you to other villages on the weekends. If you meet that Yang Daya, the two of us are better than one.  "

    This is a way, but Dongmei doesn¡¯t want to waste Chunyang¡¯s time.

    Chunyang said nonchalantly: "I'm not here for a day or two. I want to make progress but I can't find the time."

    The sisters were not outsiders, so Dongmei didn¡¯t insist anymore. She put down her half-knitted sweater and went to the ground to soak the beans to make tofu. She stayed up all night and tried to make a pot of it early tomorrow morning.

    Chunyang picked up the sweater and took a look. She was surprised to find that this one was also knitted for children, but it was larger than the one she found earlier. It seemed to be for five or six-year-old children.

    Why is the eldest sister knitting so many children's sweaters when she has nothing to do?  They are all made of good wool, so who is this supposed to be worn for?

    While she was thinking about this, Dongmei returned to the back room, put away the sweater in embarrassment, and explained guiltily: "I was knitting for fun at home, so I will knit one for you later. It's a pattern I just learned a while ago.  It looks very beautiful when knitted.¡±

    Dongmei¡¯s face was pale and her eyes were evasive. Chunyang felt sorry for her sister and didn¡¯t ask anything.

    Her silence made Dongmei breathe a huge sigh of relief.

    However, Chunyang was really worried. She always felt that something was wrong with her eldest sister, and she didn't know if it was right to let her go on like this.

    She couldn¡¯t figure it out, so when she returned, she called Zhien aside to listen to his thoughts.

    "Your eldest sister must also know that you are worried about her. Find a suitable time to ask her. I think she can tell you the truth," Zhien analyzed.

    Chunyang didn¡¯t expect that the right time would come so soon.

    The next day, she accompanied Dongmei out to exchange for tofu. The reason why she exchanged tofu instead of selling tofu was because everyone had little money on hand and preferred to exchange food for things rather than buy things.

    Before going out, Dongmei cut the tofu piece by piece, first covered it with a clean plastic cloth, and then covered it with a large quilt to keep it warm. The amount of rice or soybeans to replace a piece of tofu had already been decided. Dongmei's scale was only used to  There is no need to weigh tofu when weighing grain, and there is no need to worry about dirtying the tofu.

    When it was time to change the tofu, Dongmei was responsible for weighing the grain, and Chunyang helped pack the tofu.  It's not difficult to scoop up the tofu with a special iron shovel and put it into the basin that comes with it.

    ¡°Probably because Dongmei didn¡¯t come to replace the tofu for several days, all the lumps of tofu in the two villages had been replaced, leaving only some scraps of tofu that no one wanted.

    No one wants it and you won¡¯t throw it away. You can go home and cook it yourself. The taste is the same anyway.

    When walking out of the village, Chunyang also told Dongmei that he could eat a whole spring onion and mix it with tofu at night. The spring onion could be used without dry onions, but she hadn¡¯t eaten it for a long time.

    Before they left the village, they saw a two or three-year-old girl with disheveled hair and dirty body standing on the roadside with her black fingers curled up and looking at them pitifully.

    Next to the little girl, there is an equally dirty young woman who is breastfeeding her child in the street with an open heart. I think this woman is the little girl¡¯s mother.

    Chunyang couldn't bear to look any further and wanted to hurry up and leave, but found that the eldest sister had stopped. With red eyes, she cut off a piece of plastic sheet, wrapped the broken tofu in it and gave it to the little girl.

    Li Dongmei squatted in front of the little girl, watching her wolfing down tofu and helping her smooth her hair and tidy up her clothes with special kindness.

    He waited until the little girl finished eating the winter plums before standing up, getting in the car again and heading out of the village.

    After walking out of the village, Chunyang spoke with difficulty to break the silence. She asked Dongmei: "Sister, you still can't let go of Qiaoya, right? I saw you knitting a small sweater before, not the one I saw yesterday, you  Are you knitting for Qiaoya??¡±

    Dongmei walked forward for a long time in silence before replying hoarsely: "Qiaoya is my biological daughter, and I will never let go of her. I know she can't wear it, and the knitting will be in vain, but I feel uncomfortable if I don't do anything.  Son. Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

    Chunyang felt particularly unhappy. After thinking about it, he gave Dongmei an idea and said, "Sister, why don't we build a grave for Qiaoya in the back hill? We can burn her sweaters and everything else."

    Dongmei¡¯s progress suddenly stopped, she turned around to look at Chunyang, then started walking again with her head muffled.

    Her reaction was really strange, and Chunyang was very puzzled.

    After a while, Dongmei explained her doubts herself: "Chunyang, eldest sister, tell you the truth. Don't tell others. In fact, Qiaoya is not dead. I, I gave her away"

    The voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end it was so weak that it was difficult to hear clearly.

    However, Chunyang still keenly captured the most critical information.

    She stopped in surprise and clung to the edge of the car. Dongmei stopped even if she couldn't move the car.

    "What's going on? Sister, who did you give Qiaoya to?" Chunyang asked.

    Dongmei pursed her lips and seemed to be organizing her words. After a while, she answered: "A couple living in the county. I met them at the door of the hospital. They have been married for many years and have no children. They can't go around to see a doctor."  I don¡¯t think so, they wanted Qiaoya because they saw how pitiful she was, so I agreed"

    In fact, things are not as simple as Dongmei said.

    The situation at that time was that Dongmei was holding Qiaoya and crying at the door of the hospital. The couple happened to pass by and asked her if she needed help. Dongmei, who was already desperate, vented to the couple about what she and her child were going through. The couple felt very sympathetic.  they.

    The couple were afraid that Dongmei would be upset, so they took her and the child home, gave her food and drink and comforted her.  Behind Dongmei's back, the couple discussed for a long time, and then tentatively asked Dongmei if she would like to raise the child for them.

    They are educated people, they are a loving couple and their family conditions are very good. They also solemnly promise that no matter what happens to Qiao Ya, they will not dislike her and will definitely raise her as their own daughter.

    After a painful struggle, Dongmei finally agreed to give Qiaoya to the couple.

    When she returned to Xishan Village crying, the couple was taking Qiaoya to Binjiang City. They were going to a good hospital in Binjiang City to treat Qiaoya's injuries.

    "They told me that they could go see them at any time if they wanted to have a baby. Anyway, I know where they live, but I don't dare to go. I'm afraid" At this point, Dongmei couldn't help it anymore, squatting on the ground and covering her head.  Face whined and cried.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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