Mi Bao was three and a half years old, and was favored by the big bosses in the capital

Chapter 1 Mibao Didn't Steal

Cold winter, Qingshan Village.

Mi Bao, who is only three and a half years old, is walking in the snow.

She was only wearing an old patched dress, carrying a bamboo basket almost as tall as her own. She didn't even wear straw sandals on her feet, and her ten toes with chilblains were just stepping on the snow.

With a head of withered yellow and uneven ear-level curly hair, Mi Bao kept his eyes on the whole way, bowed his head and counted his steps back home.

As soon as he entered the yard, he was knocked to the ground by a fat figure who suddenly rushed out from the slanting stab, and a lot of firewood behind him fell out.

When Mi Bao looked up, he saw the chubby third cousin Zhao Xiaopang standing in front of him with his arms around him, staring down at him condescendingly.

Behind him, several other cousins ​​rushed over to grab the bamboo basket on her back.

Mi Bao wanted to resist subconsciously, but he didn't make it, so he could only watch helplessly as they poured out all the contents of the bamboo basket——

In addition to firewood of different thicknesses, a paper bag also fell out.

Mi Bao yelled "Oops" and wanted to get the paper bag, but Zhao Xiaopang picked it up first with quick eyesight and quick hands.

Zhao Xiaopang quickly opened the paper bag and saw two sweet potatoes wrapped inside, as if seeing a prize, he immediately raised it up and shouted in the direction of the Westinghouse: "Mom! She really hid the sweet potatoes in the I took it out in a bamboo basket and roasted it! I said my nose smelled it right!"

Mi Bao looked towards Westinghouse, only to find that his third aunt, Mrs. Song, was sitting at the door of Westinghouse, looking at this side with great interest, while knocking melon seeds sharply.

Mrs. Song is very fat, sitting there like a hill, blocking the door of the West House.

"Dare to steal things from home, let's see if we don't beat you to death!"

"That's what we eat, you dare to touch it!"

The cousins ​​and sisters also saw the big and red sweet potato, inhaled the aroma of the roasted sweet potato floating in the air, all swallowed subconsciously, and then turned their heads in unison, He stared at Mi Bao fiercely.

No one noticed that Mrs. Song was also swallowing secretly.

When Mi Bao saw them find out the sweet potatoes, he was stunned. When he heard them scold him for stealing, he stood up hurriedly and denied it: "I didn't steal anything! This sweet potato is not (is) from home." !"

The voice is soft and glutinous, and even some pronunciation is not clear.

"You're lying! This sweet potato is clearly from our family!" Zhao Xiaopang retorted: "Not only from you, but we also found the sweet potato in your mother's quilt!"

Mi Bao's eyes widened. She didn't expect her mother to hide the sweet potatoes and not eat them.

At this time, Mi Bao noticed that Grandma Zhao came out of the kitchen.

With a straight face, Mrs. Zhao glanced at the sweet potato in Zhao Xiaopang's hand, and then glanced indifferently at Mi Bao who was standing there alone and helpless.

Seeing her mother-in-law coming out, Mrs. Song at the gate of the west house immediately put the melon seeds in her pocket into her pocket, walked quickly towards Mrs. Zhao, and said, "Mother, I said that the girl who stole the sweet potatoes is the same as our little fat man." It doesn't matter, you should believe it now, right?"

Mrs. Zhao squinted her eyes and looked at Mrs. Song fixedly, until the other party's eyes became erratic, then she silently looked away.

Mi Bao looked at his third aunt, then at his cousins, and finally at his grandma Zhao, and explained in a soft voice: "Grandma, I didn't steal anything. Really."

"You didn't steal it from home, so where did your sweet potatoes come from?!" Song asked with a straight face.

"I……"

Mi Bao choked up and pursed his lips tightly. Uncle Yan said that no one should know that the sweet potatoes were sent by him.

She glanced at Zhao Xiaopang, thinking of the scene where he secretly ate sweet potatoes in the kitchen last night, she said, "It's the third brother, I saw him hiding in the kitchen last night..."

"Damn girl, how dare you wrong me!"

Zhao Xiaopang rushed over and slapped Mi Bao on the face with a slap, causing him to fall to the ground.

Don't look at Mi Bao's disheveled clothes, but his face is white and clean. After that slap, his cheeks swelled up quickly, and one of his teeth fell out on the ground.

Zhao Xiaopang didn't stop there, greeted the other brothers and sisters, kicked and scolded Mi Bao as soon as he stepped forward.

Seeing that everyone was coming around, Mi Bao immediately shrunk himself into a ball, hugged his head with both hands and knelt down on the ground, letting those fists and feet rain down on him.

People came out from the stove house, the main house, and the east house one after another. The uncle and aunt, the second uncle and the second aunt, the third aunt and grandma all stood there and watched.

"Woooo..."

When he noticed those elders standing there watching, Mi Bao finally couldn't help crying.

However, even though her body was in severe pain and her heart was terribly wronged, she didn't open her mouth to ask these elders for help.

She hugged herself even tighter, thinking that it would be good to get through this beating.

I don't know how many blows, these cousins ​​were panting, and the fists stopped.

Like a rock, Mi Bao still maintained his original posture, motionless.

The elders who were originally watching had already dispersed, only the third aunt, Mrs. Song, sat back at some point, eating melon seeds, and looking at this place with endless interest.

"Mom, I want to eat melon seeds too!" Zhao Xiaopang ran over, reaching out to grab the melon seeds in her pocket.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, she was slapped away by Mrs. Song, "What melon seeds are you eating? Your mother can't eat enough by herself! Save your stomach for dinner!"

She stood up, her eyes fell on Mi Bao: "Mi girl, your grandma just spoke, you made a big mistake today, don't eat dinner, go back to your room and reflect on yourself!"

After speaking, he greeted Zhao Xiaopang and his youngest daughter to enter the house to prepare for dinner. Seeing this, the other children rushed in one after another, fearing that they would run out of food if they were too late.

The originally noisy courtyard suddenly became quiet, and Mrs. Zhao arranged for several daughters-in-law to bring food from the stove house to the main room one after another. During this period, no one looked at Mi Bao.

It wasn't until there was a noise of scrambling for food in the room that Mi Bao finally relaxed her body. She staggered several times, then stood up tremblingly, her whole body hurt everywhere.

She was choked with sobs and dared not cry out, and slowly picked up the fallen firewood back to the bamboo basket one by one.

There was a burning pain in her back, and she couldn't carry the bamboo basket anymore, so she dragged it with both hands, like a snail, and dragged the basket of firewood back to the woodshed.

When he came out again, the tear stains on his face were gone, and even the slightly messy curly hair had obviously been combed.

Clutching her buttocks and bending over, Mi Bao went to the place where she was beaten just now to retrieve her lost tooth. She stroked the bloody tooth, her eyes became moist again, and said in a low voice: "Yaya..."

She didn't feel sentimental for too long, so she put the tooth in her hands and walked to the most remote small room, which was the narrow space where the debris was originally piled up, and it was also the room where she and her mother Su Wenxiu slept.

The room was full of various sundries, a straw mat was placed on the floor against the inner wall, covered with a thin, torn quilt, and my mother was lying under the quilt.

The room was as quiet as usual, but Mi Bao's eartips moved, enduring the pain immediately, and ran towards the quilt unsteadily.

She knelt on the ground and pulled the quilt down a little, and saw a straw mat. The mother who was supposed to be lying here was gone!
"Mom!" Mi Bao's face changed drastically, and he looked around the room in private.

The utility room is so big, and it can be seen at a glance. Where is Su Wenxiu?
Mi Bao instantly forgot that she had just been beaten, and also forgot that she was afraid of the rest of the family, she ran into the main room where she was eating, and looked at the people who were eating in full swing, and finally her eyes fell on Mrs. Zhao, " Grandma, where is my mother?"

(End of this chapter)