i hate i love you

第29章 2001年7月9日 (2)
Chapter 27 May 2001, 7 (9)
An Yao likes her name very much. Although her parents haven't been back to this home much since she was born, her name is An Yao, which contains the love of her parents and is her parents' baby. She thinks so.

However, her thinking was a little off.Because the parents brought it out during a quarrel, if it weren't for the fact that they gave birth to this daughter, they would have been unable to survive.Dad slammed the door out, while Mom closed the door and wept silently.

During the quarrel, An Yao was standing and cooking in the small kitchen next to the house.God knows how happy she is when her parents seldom go home, but after hearing this quarrel, she feels very uncomfortable, because her birth is just a burden, so no one wants to take the time to go home and see her?
She lowered her head, the green vegetables were still tumbling in the pot, a tear fell into the pot, splashing stinging oil.

It turns out that people who don't love each other can live together, and in the eyes of others, they are loving and right.But the question is, is the picture of parents walking arm in arm in a wheat field an illusion?How could she be born if they didn't like each other?Also, is the occasional concern for her all hypocritical?Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Thinking of this, An Yao sniffled and comforted herself. Fortunately, she has grown up and can take care of herself. She no longer needs to rely on anyone's care, and she can even take care of others.

Dad, Mom... My daughter still loves you, even if you don't love me, it doesn't matter.

……

"Yao Yao, Yao Yao, come out and help grandma catch the old hen... cough cough..." Grandma Zhang stood outside the fenced yard, sweating profusely from exhaustion.

"Ah! Here I come."

An Yao lives in a place where there are many old people. The children of the old people, like An Yao's parents, are ordinary soldiers, and they are even great soldiers.They have been fighting at the forefront of disaster relief all year round.And what An Yao can do is to help the uncles and aunts who are struggling on the front line solve their worries and take good care of their elderly parents.

An Yao caught up with the old hen of Grandma Zhang's house. This hen was always mischievous and would run to the village without returning home.

"Grandma Zhang, I've put the hen back in your yard. Come in and rest, and I'll pour you tea." An Yao wiped off his sweat and smiled brightly.

Grandma Zhang smiled all over her face, walked slowly into the yard with a cane, and said, "Yao Yao, do you know why my old hen always runs around?"

"Why acridine?"

Grandma Zhang took a sip of her tea, touched her hair curtain, and a look of sadness suddenly flashed across her face, "Oh, grandma didn't believe it at first, but after thinking about it carefully, the place where the old hen ran away, its baby is on that road." He was run over by a tractor on the road!"

"Eh?...You mean, the old hen went to find her children?" Anyao asked suspiciously.

"Animals are just like us humans. They value love and righteousness. Of course, they will be sad when they lose their children. The pity is that animals can't cry when they want to and laugh when they want to laugh like humans. Alas..."

After hearing these words, An Yao felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.For the first time, she felt that animals seemed to cry and be sad.She looked at the rabbit nest in her yard. A little rabbit died just yesterday. As the owner of the rabbit, she didn't bury the little rabbit properly. No wonder the female rabbit's appetite suddenly decreased. Obligations to a breeder.

Thinking about it, she felt very guilty.

And when she raised her head, she found that Grandma Zhang had tears in her eyes, but Grandma Zhang was still smiling just a second ago.

"Why are you crying? Are you feeling sick? I'll call the hygienist over." An Yao hurriedly stood up, but Grandma Zhang grabbed her wrist. Grandma Zhang wiped her tears with her cuff and said with a smile, "Sit down, grandma." It's okay, I just... miss my big pillar..."

Dazhuzi is the eldest son of Grandma Zhang. Last year, several uncles wearing military uniforms came to the village.The soldier uncle walking in the front row held a black and white photo of Uncle Zhuzi in his hand.At that time, Grandma Zhang didn't cry while holding the photo of her son, and she didn't say a word to the officers.She locked herself in the house without eating or drinking for three days.

In fact, the army has arranged good retirement housing for the families of the martyrs, but no one is willing to leave this land.Old people often say that children cannot find their way home once they are gone.

Although An Yao only met Uncle Zhuzi once or twice.But when she heard the news of Uncle Zhuzi's death, she was still out of breath from crying.She was sad for Grandma Zhang, and even more afraid for herself. She was afraid that one day she would receive the same black and white photo.

However, the more she panicked, the less she could show any emotion, because the people living in this village knew that this village was a place where they could resonate.Even if a chicken dies of old age or a pig is sick, tears will flow inexplicably.Tears turn into longing for loved ones, and vent their own emotions in any picture that is not sad.

Therefore, An Yao, who is only ten years old, this little girl who has watched too many scenes of life and death, in order not to make her grandparents who care about her sad and cry, she had to work hard to live, smile hard, and keep all the emotions of missing her parents to herself .If it was really unbearable, she would run to the river and shout, calling her father, calling her mother, and it would be comfortable to shout out.

……

"Silly little Yao, why are you yelling like this again?" A boy rubbed his eyelids and poked his head out from behind the big tree.

An Yao was startled, but after seeing who it was, he turned around and left.

"Stinky girl, stop!" Li Jie jumped up and roared.He is a little bully in the village, he can't bully the old ones, and he can't bully the young ones?

Anyao ignored it, but bent over to pick up a stone.In the wilderness, no one can protect her, she must learn to protect herself.

Li Jie stood in front of An Yao in three or two steps, with his hands on his hips and grinning grinningly: "Oh, you think I won't dare to do anything to you if you pick up a rock, don't you? Get down on your knees and say hello to my lord!"

An Yao looks up to the tall and burly Li Jie.Li Jie was only two years older than her, but for some reason, he was much taller than her.

Seeing that she was silent, Li Jie slowly circled her twice.At this moment, An Yao suddenly said, "What are you turning? I'm not a miller."

Li Jie blinked, pondered over it, and was about to ask her what she meant when he suddenly understood, how dare the brat call him a donkey?
So, Li Jie punched An Yao's body with his fist. An Yao couldn't dodge in time, and received a solid punch on the shoulder. With a 'plop', she fell heavily on the grass.

Li Jie smugly smirked at her, waiting to see her crying and wiping her tears.

An Yao looked at the naive and ridiculous Li Jie. She also hoped that she could live a heartless and happy life like him, but she had heard too many great truths from the elders, the philosophies of life that were bought back with time and experience.For example: a loss is a blessing, for example: a drop of water should be repaid by a spring, for example, take a step back and broaden the sea and the sky... Therefore, in her eyes, her peers are just children who have not grown up.

Li Jie hated the way An Yao looked at him, all the children in the village were afraid of him, only An Yao was never afraid of him.When the children were playing and running wildly in the village, An Yao stuck in the old men and women like a good baby, doing laundry and cooking.She is a good example in the eyes of the elders and a thorn in Li Jie's side.

An Yao stood up, brushed the dust off his body, Li Jie still refused to let her go, and pulled her wrist, suddenly, the stone in An Yao's hand fell on his head in an instant.

Li Jie felt a wisp of warm liquid slide down his cheeks.He blinked dumbly, yes, he was stunned, and he didn't expect that An Yao really dared to hit himself with a stone.

He touched the wound, his palms were covered with blood.So, he crouched down with his head in his arms, lying on the grass and crying loudly.

"..." An Yao poked at the spot stupidly. In fact, she didn't expect to beat the other party to the ground. Before she shot, she didn't know where she had the courage and guts. When the sexual Li Jie was rolling all over the floor in pain, she actually felt that using violence to control violence is a good way to deal with bad kids.

"I, I'll take you to the clinic." An Yao squatted beside him and took out a small handkerchief.

"The brain is leaking, the brain is leaking...Mother, help me...Silly little Yao is a murderer!..." Li Jie shouted hoarsely, but he forgot that he ran until no one passed by just to hide and sleep late by the small river.

"Help! Someone come here...why no one came to save me...huh?!"

At this time, a small hand covered Li Jie's lips, and the other pressed his wound.

Seeing that the small handkerchief was immediately dyed red, An Yao would be lying if she said she wasn't nervous. She turned around and said anxiously, "Come up quickly! I'll carry you to the infirmary."

Li Jie thought he was going to die, and climbed onto An Yao's back.However, Li Jie's weight bent An Yao's waist, she took a deep breath and got up! ... Plop... The two fell back to the same place again.

An Yao couldn't move Li Jie on her back, and his head was still bleeding profusely. So, at a loss, she squatted beside Li Jie, crying.After a while, it changed from crying silently to crying loudly.

"..." Li Jie saw her cry for the first time, he straightened up with difficulty, "Why are you crying, you still cry when you hit me?!"

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean it... Don't die, don't die..." An Yao burst into tears, she killed someone.

"..." Li Jie looked at her with his mouth wide open. Is this the An Yao he had seen before?Is this the silly little Yao who only smiles in front of old men and old ladies, but ignores his peers?
Thinking of this, Li Jie covered his wound and sat up, and coaxed her for a while, but she cried more and more fiercely, Li Jie's bigger fart knows how to persuade, he punched the ground, and said: "Oh, die!" No! Don't cry, don't believe me!" He didn't know what he was thinking, and picked up a stone and threw it at his head again.

"?!"... An Yao was startled to see that his brain was covered in blood, and he was still smirking at her. Her eyes darkened and she fainted from fright.

And what happened afterwards, Li Jie, whose face was covered in blood, carried the unconscious An Yao on his back, walked for an hour, and finally came to the infirmary alive.

"Auntie, leave me alone! Save silly little Yao first!"

"Yao Yao is fine, but you're about to bleed dry, brat, okay, brat, when did you learn how to be a hero to save the beauty?" Nurse Li is Li Jie's aunt, after she heard Li Jie tell the reason for An Yao's coma, Can't help but laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at, what a shame! You must never tell others about this." Li Jie grinned in pain, the old aunt would hate her for doing it, and her stitching skills are really not ordinary.

the next day.

Li Jie was recuperating at home, An Yao silently came to Li's house, helped Li's house clean up the chicken coop, washed the clothes for Grandma Li, and cooked a pot of millet porridge for Li Jie.

"What are you doing? I don't blame you." Li Jie squatted in front of the threshold holding the porridge bowl.

"Don't worry about it, go back to the room and lie down." An Yao half-ordered.

"..." Li Jie was stunned, then smiled foolishly, silly little Yao, he felt guilty.

An Yao thought a lot about this incident. It turns out that tears not only make others sad, but also make those who hurt her do stupid things that hurt themselves.Tears are not a good thing, she doesn't want to cry anymore, no matter what happens, she must hold back her tears.

"Silly little Yao, when you grow up, you will be my daughter-in-law?"

"No, I'm not going to marry anyone."

"why?"

An Yao didn't answer, because she knew that most people couldn't understand the answer she gave.

……

This is her at ten years old.From that year on, she no longer ran to the river to vent her emotions by shouting, but wrote all kinds of emotions in her diary.Avoid conflict, avoid harm and counter harm.

(End of this chapter)