I was assigned to farm by fans but in my hometown

Mother Jiang half-led and half-dragged him into the room, pointed to a futon and told him to kneel down.

The boy staggered and fell on the futon.

Mother Jiang pointed to the ranking on the altar table: "You look up! Look at your dad's ranking! Ask why?"

The boy lowered his head and did not speak.

In front of them are all the ranks of the old people who died at home, except for the first rank, which is particularly new.

Jiang's mother almost cried and said to her son: "How did you promise your dad? What did your dad say before leaving? You are the pillar when he is not at home, and you will take good care of your sister!"

Who knew that once he left, he would never come back.

The boy's heart was full of grievances, he was just a child when his father was around, and he also wanted to ask why his sister could remain innocent and he should shoulder everything as a matter of course?

"Mom doesn't want you to take care of your sister all the time." Jiang's mother seemed to be unable to support herself and sat on the ground, barely holding her son. "At least for this period of time, half a year, you just watch her, okay?"

From the moment his mother cried, the teenager knew that he would compromise sooner or later, but he still wanted to ask: "She is very obedient, why do you have to guard against her and watch her?"

Although his sister didn't mind at all, he didn't think it was a healthy way of education.

Mother Jiang hesitated to speak, and her son stubbornly demanded an answer. She didn't want the siblings to feel jealous, so she let out a long sigh and decided to tell the truth.

"She is just too obedient. She doesn't know how much she regrets her obedience."

……

"My precious daughter, let's see what Dad bought for you?" The man held up the doll with a flattering smile on his face.

But the girl didn't buy it, she turned around angrily, and continued to play with some old building blocks in her hand, which were used by her brother when she was a child, and some blocks could not be found no matter what.

Every time my father bought her a gift, he couldn't go home for many days, or he was injured, and he thought she didn't know.

The man has indeed decided to participate in a mission, and the mission is dangerous, but which mission is he completely safe?
There was still time before the final decision was made. He was on vacation, so he went home to spend time with his family, and by the way, revealed a little bit of his wishes within the allowed range.

Sure enough, no one in the family supported him this time.

After all, he had never deliberately let his family members know about it before, but this time he called his son who was still in school and asked him to take good care of his family when he was away.

When the teenager received the call, he knew that his father might be in danger, so he asked the teacher for leave and went home almost immediately.

The young man came home panting, the man hadn't coaxed his precious daughter well yet, the always well-behaved and sensible daughter was particularly persistent this time.

Seeing that tall figure, the young man took a breath. This time it was okay, he caught up with him. He was at school several times before, and he left without seeing him: "Dad!"

"Hey! You're back." The man turned to look at his son, "Are you on leave? I said I'll pick you up after school and tell you to get ready."

The boy didn't believe this set of rhetoric, maybe he waited for the weekend to go home and saw the toys and letters he left for himself: "When did you pick me up?"

The man lost face a little, and made a face: "How did you talk? It's not big or small."

The boy looked at him, opened his mouth, and did not argue.

The man thought that when his wife came back soon, he would have to let his son be a lobbyist. If nothing else, even coaxing his daughter would be better than his son, so he made a flattering smile: "Daddy promises, I'll pick you up next time, okay?"

The boy turned his head away: "I'm not a child anymore, so I don't need you to pick it up. You might as well spend time with your mother and sister."

The boy looked at the girl whose back was facing them, but who had been holding onto the building block for a long time without moving: "She almost doesn't remember you."

The man's throat moved, remembering what his elderly father said to him.

Thinking of the way the girl hesitated to recognize each time she came back.

does it worth?
In the end, the man suppressed the sadness in his heart, and reached out to stroke his son's rough head: "It's dad who is sorry for you brother and sister."

"Is it just us?" The boy looked up, like an angry little beast, looking at him with fierce red eyes, "Where's mother? Where's grandpa? Are you worthy of them?"

The man's hand was still on the boy's head, he was stunned when he heard this, his lips trembled, and he muttered, "I'm sorry."

The boy knocked off his hand, went up to pick up his sister who was crying silently and went back to the room.

Since childhood, he and his sister had rarely seen their father. They were fine. The boy looked at his sister. She was so young that she didn’t recognize her father several times. She timidly hid behind her, and was pulled out by him, telling her dad.

The girl obediently yelled at her as if she met a relative she didn't know during the Chinese New Year.

The boy closed the door, tears streaming out uncontrollably.

The mother takes care of the whole family, and is misunderstood as a widow and harassed by gangsters.

He didn't understand, is the matter in Dad's heart so important?

"Brother." The girl stood on tiptoe, trying hard to rub the tissue in her hand against the boy's face.

The boy squatted down and hugged his sister gently.

Seeing him crying, the girl wanted to cry too, and patted his back with one hand.

"dong dong dong"

A crisp knock sounded on the door.

"Xiaozhou, I'm taking my sister out for dinner!" It was Mother Jiang's usual gentle voice.

The boy came out with his younger sister, and his grandfather and parents were already at the dinner table.The boy pursed his lips, and subconsciously squeezed the girl's hand tightly.

The family may not be able to get together all year round, even during the Chinese New Year. Every time it is like this, it means that my father is on vacation, but it won't be long before my father will be injured.

The boy still took his sister to the table for dinner. Although it didn't take much time, Jiang's mother still cooked a good meal.

It's a pity that no one on the table tasted it.

"How long have you been back this time?" Mother Jiang picked up the rice in the bowl in a daze.

"Three days." The man still ate with big mouthfuls, and gave his wife a piece of fried meat with chopsticks. "Why don't you eat vegetables? You eat so little when I'm not at home? No wonder you're so skinny."

He said and looked at the young man: "Why don't you take good care of your mother? You are the pillar of the family when I'm not at home."

The boy finally couldn't help but yelled at the man: "Then why are you going home? Go home and take care of your mother!"

The man couldn't hold back his face, blushed and yelled at the boy with a thick neck: "You're out of order!"

The boy was a little choked up, and wanted to question him, now that he is showing his prestige here, where was he when his mother was harassed by the gangsters?Where was he when he and his sister were scolded as wild children?
The man said: "Don't think I don't know, you used to hang out with gangsters outside of school, and you were still fighting at school. Is that how you are the pillar?"

The boy finally couldn't take it anymore, dropped his chopsticks and left.

If he could do it all over again, he would never leave.

If he was here, would my sister be better?