Song Xianhe was already five years old. He began helping the family feed the chickens. Song Xianshu wished to help, but he was chased to the side by Song Xianhe. At this moment, the man returned with another swaddle in his arms!
"Xianhe, Xianshu, look what Daddy brought back for you," the man said with a smile.
Song Xianhe and Song Xianshu immediately ran over and were stunned when they saw a child in the swaddle.
Song Xianshu frowned and said, "Daddy, we don't even have enough to eat. Now that we have a younger brother, what are we to do in the future?"
The man was instantly taken aback, never expecting Song Xianshu to have such a reaction. By the side, Song Xianhe said, "Idiot, it's good to have a younger brother. He can play with you. When the time comes, you won't be bored. "
With that said, Song Xianshu hurriedly nodded and clapped in joy.
However, the man was filled with guilt towards Song Xianhe. He helplessly rubbed Song Xianhe's head and left.
The scene kept changing. The man carried Third Brother on his back and Second Brother on his back. The family headed up the mountain.
The man used a shoulder pole to carry two large frames. In front was Third Brother, and behind him was Second Brother. The elder brother helped drag a hoe as the family headed up the mountain.
The children constantly grew up, but the man's body clearly deteriorated by the day. His originally straight body also began to bend. Despite being only in his thirties or forties, he had a face covered in wrinkles …
When Song Xianhe was twelve, Song Xianshu was eleven, and Song Xiancheng was nine, the man went out to farm. The man went out to farm, and on this day, the neighbor suddenly grabbed Song Xiancheng's collar and came to the Song family, clamoring to meet Song Yuan, the father of the trio.
When Song Xianhe saw this, he hurriedly went forward and asked, "Uncle Chang, what's wrong? Why are you grabbing my brother? My father is out hoeing the fields. Tell me if there's anything. Also, can you let go of my brother? "
As he spoke, Song Xianhe saw that Song Xiancheng's face was swollen. There was even a red palm print on it!
Song Xianhe's eyes narrowed as flames of anger instantly burned in them.
"Let go of your brother? Heh! You little bastard, you're still angry? Your family's little brat chased after our family's chickens, causing our old hens to stop laying eggs. Do you know how big of a loss this is? Are you angry because I hit him? "When the male neighbor said that, he raised his hand and slapped Song Xiancheng again.
Song Xiancheng was only nine years old after all. The slap left blood trickling down the corner of his mouth as he wailed.
Song Xianhe shouted, "Stop! Let go of my brother! Wasn't it just eggs? At most, we'll compensate you! "
"Compensate? Can you poor ghosts afford to pay for it? I told you long ago that Song Yuan shouldn't have adopted you wolf cubs, but he wouldn't listen. Look at it now. He's burdened by the three of you. He's so poor that he's worse than a beggar! "Chang said angrily.
The moment that was said, Song Xianshu and Song Xiancheng were taken aback. They looked at Song Xianhe as though they were asking: "Brother, were we picked up?"
Song Xianhe looked at his brothers and his heart palpitated. He hurriedly said, "Don't listen to his nonsense. We are all Dad's sons."
"Nonsense?" Chang was just about to continue when he saw a look of madness flash in the depths of Song Xianhe's furious eyes. It was as though Song Xianhe would bite him to death if he dared say another word on the matter!
Almost at the same time, Song Xianhe said, "Uncle Chang, people have to be responsible for their words. Some things can be said, but some things can't be said. Think it through before you speak! "
As he spoke, the madness in Song Xianhe's eyes intensified.
Chang gulped a mouthful of saliva and grunted. "Little bastard, who are you trying to scare?" He said it sternly and fiercely, but he didn't dare continue. Instead, he said, "Regardless, my chicken can't lay eggs. You have to compensate me! I'll be taking this chicken away! "
With that said, Chang immediately ran to grab the only hen in the Song family.
"Brother!?" Song Xianshu turned anxious. The Song family was just too poor. This hen could be said to be their family's treasure. It was the only treasure that could provide the family with some meat and give them some hope. If it were to be taken away, they would truly be left with nothing to show for it.
Song Xianhe shook his head and didn't let him move. He allowed Chang to grab the chicken.
As he needed to grab the chicken, Chang put Song Xiancheng down. Upon seeing this, Song Xianshu suddenly turned and rushed into the house. Soon, he rushed out with a kitchen knife and roared. "If you dare grab my chicken, I'll fight it out with you!"
Upon hearing that, Chang jumped in fright. He looked at the frail child who had rushed out with a kitchen knife in hand. He wished to mock him, but when he saw the child really charge at him with a knife in hand, he was so frightened that he immediately gave up chasing the hen. Instead, he shouted at the eldest, Song Xianhe. "Boss Song, aren't you going to do something about your brother?"
Song Xianhe said indifferently, "My brother scared your hen, and you scared my hen. We're even now. Uncle Chang, it's time you leave. Otherwise, I won't be able to stop my brother if he goes crazy. "
Upon hearing that, Chang was infuriated. However, when he saw Song Xianshu's kitchen knife, he stomped his feet and left. However, when he walked out the door, he turned his head angrily and said, "You three bastards, just you wait! This isn't over! "
"Second Brother, watch Third Brother in the future. Don't let him run around," Song Xianhe said.
When Song Xianshu heard that, he hurriedly put down the kitchen knife and said, "Alright, Brother."
"Brother, I didn't chase after his hen. I was just watching from afar. Then, he grabbed me and said that I scared his hen and wanted me to pay for it. I didn't pay, so he beat me up. Then, he came. " Although Song Xiancheng was only nine years old, children from poor families matured at an early age. He knew a lot, so his thoughts were clear when he spoke.
When Song Xianhe heard that, he patted Song Xiancheng on the shoulder and said, "I know. Our Song family wouldn't do such things. We aren't petty thieves either!"
Song Xianshu added, "That's right. Our family wouldn't do such things. It must be that Chang fellow who saw that Daddy wasn't home and wanted to take the opportunity to snatch our hen. If he really took it away, it probably wouldn't return. Furthermore, we would have a bad reputation as bad children. "
Song Xiancheng lowered his head and clenched his fists. "It's all my fault. I'm too young and thin. I can't beat him. I want to eat more in the future. I want to be strong. I'll beat whoever beats me! "
Song Xianhe looked at his two brothers and sighed. He didn't say a word, but deep in his eyes was worry. Their family had already been targeted, and he had a feeling that this was only the beginning.
In the evening, Song Yuan returned. He was exhausted after a day of farm work. Song Xianhe poured water for Song Yuan while Song Xianshu cooked and Song Xiancheng burned firewood.
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