no sister

In a blink of an eye, it was the last semester of the third year of high school, and I also celebrated my 18th birthday.

From the original 1.7 meters, I grew into a big man of nearly 1.8 meters.Due to various reasons, I had to exercise every day and learn various fighting skills from the veteran, who is now the gatekeeper, Uncle Zhang.The reasons for this will be detailed later.

In fact, no one knew exactly when my birthday was, so I had to make the day when the women workers in the textile factory picked me up and fed me as my birthday.

Every birthday, I have to do one thing: pay homage to two of my saviors.

The first was the old boatman who rescued me from the river, this kind old man rescued me, and then placed me outside the gate of the textile factory.

According to Uncle Zhang at the security office, it was a snowy winter, and the old boatman knocked heavily on the gate of the textile factory with a basket of flowers.Then he put the flower basket containing me at the gate and begged the women workers in the textile factory to adopt me.

Everyone suspected that this abandoned child was either sick and would not be able to survive for a long time;

No one was willing to take me in, and since they were living in poverty, they didn't dare to take such a big risk.

It is said that at that time, the old boatman was in tears, knelt down and begged the workers of the textile factory one by one, and expressed his willingness to pay a certain amount of living expenses every month.

Although some women were moved, they were still stopped by iron-blooded men.

Whenever I think of that scene, I have the urge to cry.A thin old man, carrying a flower basket containing a baby of unknown origin in the snow, knelt down to the female workers one by one, begging someone to take me in.Because of repeated setbacks and rejections, the indifference of this world made him cry.What kind of scene is this?It hurts to think about it.

Finally, a seamstress in a textile factory was moved by the old boatman and took me in.She is the second person I want to be grateful for.

The seamstress was a tall, fat man with congenital heart disease, and was out of breath after walking more than 100 meters.Fortunately, she is dexterous, and her handicraft is one of the best in the textile factory. She also has an excellent heart, and is quite respected by the female workers in the textile factory.

Ah!The irony of this world is that a person with congenital heart disease has a heart that can warm people's hearts.

The old boatman and seamstress formed a family because of me.

Perhaps, only those who have experienced suffering can truly understand what compassion is.

The old boatman and seamstress were undoubtedly pitiful, but they were also kind.Compared with those sanctimonious beasts in clothes who tout themselves as benevolent and righteous gentlemen, I am more willing to embrace those who are pure in heart.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. When I was six years old, the seamstress suffered a recurrence of congenital heart disease and passed away in pain.After the old boatman buried the seamstress, he also died of depression not long after.

Oh this world!There is nothing heavier than death.

The kindness that the old boatman and seamstress have shown me, I am afraid that only in my next life can I repay them.

I was very lucky, not long after the death of the old boatman and seamstress, Sister Rose went to work in the textile factory.Seeing that I was pitiful, she took the initiative to shoulder the heavy responsibility of raising me.Female workers from other textile factories also help us from time to time.

I knelt by the river and threw a bouquet of white flowers into the river. The gurgling water stirred my inner sadness.The ashes of my second parents, my beloved old boatman and seamstress, are scattered in this beautiful river.

Sister Rose, Sister Jasmine and Sister Haitang looked at me from a distance, and I felt a warm force supporting me.Hey, I don't know in which life I cultivated the blessings that allowed them to give me so much care and love.

"Hey, Shabi, don't be sad! If you continue like this, your three sisters, Rose, Jasmine, and Haitang, may worry about you again. Damn, you're all done, you should be an adult! The little brat is so sentimental, don't you bother me!"

Old Huang's rambling voice came from my ear.

Fuck, Lao Huang is always babbling, and today he finally said something human.His words are not rough, I think he must be strong.

I raised my spirits and was about to leave when I heard a clear girl's voice from the other side: "Hun Dan, happy birthday!"

Before I could realize who it was, I heard a "plop" sound of falling into the water from the other side of the river, and then a woman with a bare back swam over from the other side of the river in the waves.

Not long after, a slim, plump and graceful woman in a swimsuit stood in front of my eyes.

"Fuck, Lily, you are crazy! Why are you swimming in this winter!" I yelled in surprise.

"Why, you don't like it?"

Sayuri pushed her chest up on purpose and put her body in an S shape.

Fuck, the spring breeze in this winter makes my heart itch!