Story: Born with a brain disease, he was abandoned by his parents and lived by eating a hundred meals and sleeping in rags for half a lifetime

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That medium-sized freezer was used by the village commissary for more than ten years, but it was not completely unusable, just plugged in the socket, the freezer was like an old man of seven or eighty, using the soft muscles of the throat to pull a mouthful of old phlegm in the chest, spitting out and swallowing, but it could still make a roaring sound, making people listen for a long time to produce a subtle sense of boredom.

Ah Hua, the commissary's daughter, advocated that the freezer be disposed of.

Old Tao circled around the freezer several times, his right hand pulled the wire and did not let go, his left hand reached in from the neckline of the clothes to touch the ridge bone protruding from the back, and then reached in from the hem of the clothes to touch the skin bones recessed in the abdomen, hesitating and not knowing what to say.

The yellow-stained freezer had long been replaced by the commissary's newly purchased large open door, and the old ice accumulated in it had also been dissolved, and if it was not plugged in, it looked like an old broken cabinet.

Ah Hua was enthusiastic, and when he saw old Tao La grinding around, he asked him: "Tao Bo, what difficulties, you say." ”

Old Tao smiled sheepishly, "Flower Sister, this cabinet is a good thing, and it can't be pulled." ”

Ah Hua laughed out loud, "What should I do?" Unplugging the socket and rubbing his forehead, "Call your son!" Young lad, just like you used to. ”

Once upon a time, Lao Tao was a well-known strong man in the village, although he grew up eating hundreds of meals and sleeping in rags, but God knows how he was born with a pair of steel and iron bones. Ten miles and eight townships know that he has a poor life but has a body of tendon meat, and there is a way to climb up and down and work hard to call him, and a full meal is enough to pay for the work.

He is a notoriously brainless black household, and his parents don't know what time it was in the village to leave, living in a small broken house abandoned by others.

When others mentioned that the poor people said that the four walls of the family were disciples, the four walls where he lived were leaking. But in this way, Lao Tao is the same as the innate divine power, placed in the past, Mo said that it is such a cabinet, and then sit on the top of the big girl Lao Tao can also drag away.

No one knows when Lao Tao became what he is now.

Now the old Tao always slightly arched his back, and the place where the big spine protruded was wrapped in a thin layer of soft skin, and his hands and feet were still numb, but he always trembled slightly when he was not easy to detect. The strength is not as good as before, and the amount of food is also visible to the naked eye.

Born with a brain disease, he was abandoned by his parents and lived by eating a hundred meals and sleeping in rags for half a lifetime

Some people say that he is old, and some people say that God no longer cares, but when you think about it, it is probably after Lao Tao has a son.

The son was not born to Lao Tao, and no girl was willing to follow him.

He took a bath that day on the side of the dam at the west end of the village— and washed his clothes—and walked through the unattended cemetery to the village, and he heard the faint cries of a child's milk cat.

This is a common occurrence.

The children who can't afford to be raised at home are carried by their parents to a few villages and put them away, and if they can survive, the children's lives are big, and if they can't survive, the children's lives are bitter, and God always carries false accusations.

Old Tao gritted his teeth and carried the child back to his broken and small house, and pulled the child up by begging for a few mouthfuls of white porridge.

At that time, everyone was poor, and they knew that it was difficult for Lao Tao to support themselves, but no one dared to help. Lao Tao also never let the children go out, but when they go out to do things, they need more bowls of rice soup.

Lao Tao waved his hand with his trademark smile, implicitly expressing his embarrassment, "Or come by yourself, slowly return." Flower sister, thank you very much. ”

He said as he went to move the freezer, which was originally equipped with a small wheel hub on all four feet, but had broken three feet, and the remaining small wheel also made a creaking sound under the pressure.

Old Tao simply pulled the small wheel off, he was not dirty, and the small wheel mixed with dirt was stuffed into his pocket. The freezer that had lost the last small wheel trembled and smashed on the ground, making a muffled sound, and the old potter circled to the other side of the freezer, and with a vibrating word in his mouth, pushed the freezer out step by step.

Ah Hua watched him slowly walk out of the door, suddenly remembered something, picked up the futon that he was going to throw away, and then took out a bag of instant noodles from the commissary, chased out and stuffed it in the arms of Lao Tao.

"Tauber, I'm going to get married, I'm going to come back less in the future, you take care of yourself!"

Old Tao was still that smiling, rubbing his hand over the futon, looking more like it than the freezer, "Flower sister, thank you!" Thanks a lot! ”

The way he laughed hadn't changed in so many years. Ah Hua still remembers that when she was a child, she was bullied by boys on the way to school, and Lao Tao ran out to break the siege for her, accompanied her all the way to school, and clumsily coaxed her to be happy with that smile.

Her parents were whispering to her again, and Ah Hua was used to it, and every time she took something for Lao Tao, she would be scolded.

The couple who opened the commissary can be regarded as a solid family in the village, but they never refused to give half a bit to Lao Tao, and they were somewhat dissatisfied with the original freezer given to Lao Tao, not to mention that this time they also took a bag of instant noodles.

In the words of Ah Hua Dad, he himself spent two hours pulling the freezer to the county town to sell waste, and he could get a few dollars - Ah Hua climbed onto the bed neatly, took out two dollars from the innermost box, and handed it to her mother, "Don't argue, I buy this package of noodles!" ”

Old Tao walked on the road for several hours this day, and indeed as he said, he could not pull this cabinet, first he straightened his hand and pushed it, when he went up the small slope, he became a bent hand push, when he went up the big slope, he became pushing with his shoulders, and finally he had to turn his whole body back, and he stomped his feet to pile up a small dirt bag, and finally succeeded with this breath.

Then came the downhill, which was more sinister than the uphill, and he had to use all his strength to hold the freezer behind him, while trotting to avoid being smashed to the ground by the heavy freezer.

The shoes that had just been mended had two more holes.

Old Tao did not feel pain, because the cocoons on his feet temporarily shared the pain for him.

After such repeated tossing and turning, Old Tao could return home. Also can't care about sprinkling a body of dust, Old Tao put the freezer in place, and the futon sent by Ah Hua was blindly spread in, so he took out the bag of instant noodles and gently shook it twice.

A child appeared.

Anyone who saw this child would be surprised, he looked weak and weak, his face twitched several times in a row to squeeze out a smile, and he walked even more backwards.

Old Tao didn't help him either, letting him twist and turn like this, and it took a long time to come to the front.

Old Tao lifted the child up like a chicken cub and put it into the freezer, the freezer was not plugged in, the bedding was very comfortable, and the child was so happy that he slapped the bedding continuously.

Old Tao looked, as if he was also infected by such happiness, he couldn't help but lower his head, leaning his sweaty forehead against the child's face, his stubble scraped on the boy's face, sweat dripped on the boy, but the child did not feel anything at all, just blindly expressing happiness.

Lao Tao then remembered the bag of instant noodles in his hand, rubbed it with his big hand, and quickly kneaded it into a bag of dough. The boy heard the sound of a creep and groaned curiously. Old Tao smiled and picked up the noodle bag and opened it, poured the spices into it one by one and shook it a few times, and pinched a small bite to feed the child.

The boy seemed to have eaten some unique delicacy, and reached out to grab the bag. Old Tao did not dodge either, letting him snatch it.

The boy grabbed a handful like Old Tao, but only two or three were left when he picked them up. He slowly turned his head, as if he didn't understand why, and Han Yan was happy again, reaching out and shoving his face into Lao Tao's mouth.

Old Tao grabbed those noodles, took a bite out of it, and put his arms around the boy and laughed.

He pulled out the small wheel, and the surprise on the boy's face even squeezed his eyes out of sight, and he grabbed the bag in one hand and grabbed the wheel in the other and shouted.

That night was the best night the boy had slept since he was born, because he finally had an airtight bed, and he even felt the heat when he was held in the arms of Old Tao.

Old Tao was also a little hot, pulled a few snoring and rubbed his nose, and the boy moved his position and tucked the wheel in his arms between the two of them.

After that, the boy made his home in the freezer.

He seemed to smell the sweetness of the ice cream that the freezer once contained, or the fullness of the dumplings, and he was unwilling to leave except to urinate. Old Tao did not force him, and all the food and drink were stuffed into it.

It's just that the boy must grasp the wheel when eating and drinking, and Old Tao purrs his head, "Stinky boy, I haven't seen anything good." ”

The boy looked up at him and pulled out another smile.

Old Tao looked at him thoughtfully, "I won't call out Daddy either." ”

He won't either.

There are two kinds of children who eat hundreds of meals, one is that the parents have no one to help support the children, and the other is that the parents do not know where the children rely on the sky to eat, and Lao Tao is obviously the second kind.

When he was young, he would go around looking for food that no one was watching, and he would pick the sweet potatoes left in the field, the old corn that could not be eaten, and even the snake fruit that others feared, he dared to pull.

The older generation said that eating snake fruit would harm the waist of the water snake and the snake, but he was still alive and well, which shows that when people are about to starve to death, the snake is also kind.

But he didn't have no parents. Old Tao always remembered his father and mother—of course, in both dreams and impressions, the appearance of the two was not very obvious—and always wanted to go to his parents.

In this village, the people who grew up with him could scold him for being dead, and even the passing dogs could run to the door of the house with their heads down, only he lay back in the broken house with his head down, the wind blowing in all directions, and the naughty stars in the sky would sometimes turn into cold raindrops.

In the past, Lao Tao could sell his strength, and he was determined to find his father and mother, but...

But he picked up the child.

Lao Tao thought that the child must remember that he had a father and mother. Mom and Dad didn't know how far they had gone, so they tucked him into the grass and walked away without looking back.

No, no, no, Old Tao thought again, or turn back!

He listened to the cries of the children, and he could not move a single step under his feet. The child was crying very pitifully, like a strong shout, Daddy, Daddy!

Old Tao called out to the boy's brain again, "Stinky boy, really can't shout Daddy?" ”

The boy still grinned.

Old Tao thinks again, just like this, don't shout Daddy.

He didn't dare to let this child go out, because he wouldn't call out to his father, for fear of being bullied by the children and dogs in the village. If those people scold him for wild breeding, then the dog will call out the big dog again, how uncomfortable the child will feel!

But Lao Tao's strength is getting smaller and smaller every day.

He touched the bulging piece on the side of his stomach, but the piece of flesh was getting bigger and bigger every day.

When Lao Tao thought about it, he scolded, "All the food is here!" "But it doesn't seem to be a breed, because the place is faintly painful, and it has the posture of hollowing out a strong boy."

He began to lie in the freezer for a long time, struggling to find an angle to suppress the pain.

The boy kept his mouth open for half a day before he could make a soft ah-ah sound to express his concerns and questions. Old Tao lay down with his arms around him, wrapped the boy in his arms, and pointed to the stars in the sky along the crack in the roof, "Boy, your father and I are going there." ”

The boy made two consecutive sounds, and Lao Tao heard the dissatisfaction, but he had no strength, and his fingers shook several times in mid-air before he fell hard.

The boy walked out of the dilapidated hut for the first time. With each step he took, he glanced back at the freezer as if it were the source of his strength.

But when he went far, the freezer was no longer visible, and he stood where he was for a long time, his eyes filled with tears, and his mouth was open but he could not make a sound.

He finally plucked up the courage to take one more step, one step, and another, and finally found the wild fruit that Lao Tao had fed him in a place where he did not know how far away from home, and happily grabbed it.

Didn't pull it up.

He had no strength.

The boy fell to the ground, his small hand holding the leaves of the wild fruit and shaking, gasping for breath to cheer himself up, and finally one of the heels fell to the ground and pulled down a few fruits.

He kept walking back one step at a time, fell several times because he tried to walk fast or run, and then he got up and stumbled and walked.

It was hard to see the freezer, the fruit in his hand fell off again at some point, he paused, looked blankly at the freezer in his hand, turned around to look around but could not find it.

Suddenly there was a thunderclap in the sky, and the boy suddenly woke up and walked to the freezer, holding up the fruit, afraid that Lao Tao would not see it.

How can it not be seen.

The small hands were muddy and bloody, the wild fruit leaves that were tightly held were also gray, and the fruit on the top was half-pulled and hung down.

Old Tao pulled out his trademark smile again, "Good son, like your father, hungry." (Original title: "Son")

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