Jiang Yue was young but premature. She heard from adults that her father encountered a mountain torrent and then she disappeared.

It is said that their fate is bad, so they can feel sad.

The mother and daughter cried into tears.

Jiang Xiumei was tough-hearted and cried all the way. Now she has almost calmed down and started to do funerals in the playground.

Things came too suddenly, without any preparation, not even a piece of white banner.

Jiang Xiumei drove Jiang Yue back to her room, then asked the aunt next door to come and help, cooked a pot of rice in the kitchen, picked a handful of vegetables from the vegetable garden, and took out some bacon that she saved and couldn't bear to eat, and gave it to the people who carried the corpse in the same village.

Everyone worked hard for a day and a night to dig out the mud. Now they are so tired that they still need to have this little entertainment.

There is no elderly person at home, and I haven’t prepared a coffin board. It’s not realistic to have a pair of them now, and the family has no money.

Jiang Xiumei borrowed a few wooden boards from house to house and simply nailed a coffin, which was considered as collecting his body.

People from the same village and people from the production team came to mourn. When those who came left, new people came, and endless.

The funeral was handled very quickly and easily.

Jiang Xiumei Leili Fengxing has no time to feel sad at all and can only bear the remaining responsibilities alone.

She also has a pair of children.

It has been two months since the family has become quiet.

Jiang Xing was still stunned. He didn't know what death meant. Sometimes he would cry and want to find his father.

Whenever this time, Jiang Xiumei always cried. Later, when Jiang Yue heard that he wanted his father, she secretly threatened him not to cry, and she was not allowed to eat after crying.

Jiang Xing was timid and didn't dare to cry when his sister told her about it.

After losing my father, the house became very quiet, and there was a hole in the mat and no one repaired it.

The chicken cage was broken, and the wood was rotten, but no one replaced it with a new one.

The days have become harder.

There is no male owner at home, so it is very difficult to do whatever you do.

Not to mention anything else, just working is enough to make Jiang Xiumei so busy that she doesn't touch the ground and she has no time to be sad.

Work points are food, and food is life. If you lack a labor force, both children are begging for food. If you can't do more work and harvest food in the autumnal equinox, you will have no food. How can the family survive this winter?

The child's father sacrificed gloriously to work for the team. Although the captain came to her door with a few kilograms of oil to comfort her, this thing was not enough at all.

The child is still young, cannot work or earn work points.

Now the family is waiting for her to support her, and how to survive this year is still a problem.

From now on, I have to tighten my belt and get through it.

Jiang Xiumei gets up early and goes to bed late every day, sleeps late than dogs, and gets up earlier than chickens, and gradually loses weight sharply on her face.

The originally rosy face suddenly became old. Every day when I came back, my hands were filled with blisters and calluses were spread layer by layer.

The old one has not yet disappeared, the new one has come up again.

Fortunately, although the child is young, he is not troubled and is very sensible.

Jiang Yue took the initiative to help with work. Although she was just a child, she kept the family in an orderly manner. She swept the floor, washed clothes, cooked and brought her younger brother, and did not worse than adults.

Jiang Xiumei was very pleased with this and gradually felt much more at ease.

She felt that as long as she was alive, there was hope and she had the ability to raise her children.

It’s enough for a family to stay apart for the rest of their lives.

As long as she eats it in one bite, she won't be hungry.

But outsiders may not understand Jiang Xiumei’s thoughts.

The people from the Jiang family’s ancestors do not have much contact with them, but they are also related by blood. If such a thing happens, they naturally have to come to visit them.

It’s just a pity that their condolences are not condolences, but with a purpose.

Jiang Yue's grandmother walked a few miles with her crutches, brought a pound of coarse rice and flour to Jiang's house.

As soon as I entered the door, I started crying, crying that the child was in a bad life. After crying, I drove the child out and said that I had something to discuss with Jiang Xiumei.

Grandma said: "It is not easy for you to take care of your children alone. Our tribe has discussed it. Let you go and let you remarry. We can help you raise Jiang Xing.
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