In winter in the north, the sun is about to set at four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

The orange light was slightly pale, and the entire wilderness was extremely cold. The hillsides in the distance and the nearby wilderness were all shrouded in the mottled setting sun.

The whole world seemed very quiet. No one was around, either far or near. The bus seemed a little lonely, driving fast on the mountain road.

Sun Dong sat in the car, leaning against Wu Dedao, with the black bag in his arms.

Wu Dedao is fifty-six years old this year. His wife left ten years ago. He only lives with his daughter. His daughter Wu Qianqian has been living with her mother because her father personally removed her mother's oxygen tube ten years ago.

She holds a grudge against her father.

After finishing college, Wu Qianqian didn't come back often, and she didn't come back to celebrate the New Year for several years.

Although Wu Dedao was very sad and sad, he knew that his daughter made such a decision because she missed her mother, so he did not blame her, as long as his daughter lived well outside.

Now that Sun Dong is by my side, looking at his naive and handsome face, I suddenly feel a little comfort in my heart. It would be great if this young man could spend the New Year at home with me this year.

After thinking about it, when I looked at Sun Dong, there was more love in his eyes.

Sun Dong sat there, holding his bag with both hands, looking straight ahead, with a blank look on his face. He was in an unconscious state, and he could only breathe, speak, and have the needs of life.

The whole brain is almost blank, and the IQ is certainly not very high.

The car was driving on the mountain road. Every time it passed a village, the car would stop. Some young people would get out of the car with large and small bags. Under the car were their relatives who came to greet them. They were all laughing and laughing. This was a blessing.

time.

The car swayed and finally stopped at Wujiatun. Wu Dedao smiled and said to Sun Dong, "Child, we are home."

Although Sun Dong was still confused, he still listened to Wu Dedao's words. He held his bag and helped the old man lift his luggage with his other hand.

When the two people were walking home along the narrow path in the village, many busy villagers saw them.

"Old Wu, what's going on? My daughter didn't come back. She brought a boy back. This means she picked up a son."

When he heard someone joking with him, Wu Dedao smiled cheerfully and said, "Yes, I picked up a young man at the station. He is quite honest and honest. He has no home, so I brought him here."

"How are you going to arrange for him to be brought here? Should he be a son-in-law or a son?" Mother Zhao on the side asked cheerfully, holding a box containing sand for frying peanuts.

"Haha, he's neither a son nor a son-in-law, but this young man can't find a home. I'll bring him back to celebrate the New Year." Wu Dedao felt sad when he heard someone mention his daughter. His daughter probably won't come back this year.

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Counting this year, his daughter Wu Qianqian has not been home for three years. Not only has she not been home to celebrate the New Year in the past three years, she has rarely contacted him. Sometimes when he calls her, she ignores him.

Thinking about it, he couldn't blame her. What daughter doesn't love her mother? At that time, he had no choice but to remove his wife's oxygen tube with tears.

He wanted to explain to his daughter, but he couldn't. If he didn't remove the oxygen tube, someone would have to be in the hospital.

The hospital has been with him all the time, and his wife has become a vegetative state. The annual expenses are very high, and the father and daughter cannot afford it.

If that happens, teenage Wu Qianqian may not be able to go to school.

With no choice but to do so, Wu Dedao finally made a choice that would cause him a lifetime of pain. He pulled out the oxygen tube and ended his wife's life.

Thinking about his wife who had passed away and his daughter who was not home, Wu Dedao felt pain in his heart, but there was no way to cure this pain.

Wu Dedao's originally good mood suddenly turned gloomy, and he silently led Sun Dong back home.

This is a standard house in the north, with four large tile-roofed houses and a large yard. The yard is in a mess because he has been away from home all year round, and there are no livestock or other living things.

There were several poplar trees in the yard, so the ground was covered with rotting leaves, soaked in the setting sun and in a state of ruin.

"We're all home now. I forgot to ask you what your name is." Wu Dedao opened the door, took the luggage from Sun Dong's hand, then pulled a chair over and motioned for Sun Dong to sit down.

asked.

Sun Dong shook his head and replied, "I don't have a name."

"Ah, how is that possible? Everyone is born with a name, otherwise I will call you Xiaosan." Wu Dedao said with a smile.

"Why do you call me mistress?"

"I have two children. The first one is a son, but he fell into the river and drowned when he was six years old. I also have a daughter named Wu Qianqian. If you come to my house now, you will be considered my third child.

Now, I call you Xiaosan. Look, this is your eldest brother, his name is Wu Jiang, but unfortunately he is dead, and this is your sister, her name is Wu Qianqian." Wu Dedao pointed to the two photos hanging on the wall.

Sun Dong looked at the mirror frame on the wall. In the mirror was a girl standing at the door of Longcheng University. The girl was very beautiful and cute.

"Okay, then I will be the mistress from now on." Sun Dong nodded, looking a little confused from his expression to his tone.

"You are hungry, just wait, I will cook for you." Wu Dedao took his bag and pulled out a bag with ribs and some potatoes in it.

This is a poor family in a rural area without a proper kitchen. There is a stove in the house, which the common people call the stove, which can be used for both heating and cooking in winter.

Wu Dedao took some firewood from the yard, chopped it, put it in the stove, found some old newspapers, lit a fire, and then took some coal and put it in the stove.

A choking smell suddenly came out of the room. Sun Dong sat aside, holding his chin in his hands, watching quietly.

Two hours later, it was completely dark. The red flames in the stove were licking the bottom of the pot, and the pork ribs and potatoes stewed in the pot gave off an alluring aroma.

"Xiaosan'er, don't worry, it will be fine in a while. Let's have a nice drink together tonight. I still have the wine with me." Wu Dedao rustled and took out two bottles of Yi from his worn leather bag.

Come to Heqiao.

After serving the ribs and stewed potatoes, and just pouring in two glasses of wine, the door was kicked open with a clang.

Hearing this voice, Wu Dedao's body trembled, and his face suddenly became nervous.

"Xiaosan'er, eat well and don't talk. No matter what happens, it has nothing to do with you." Hearing the noisy footsteps outside, Wu Dedao's face became sad. In the winter in the north, at four or five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun

It's going to set.

The orange light was slightly pale, and the entire wilderness was extremely cold. The hillsides in the distance and the nearby wilderness were all shrouded in the mottled setting sun.

The whole world seemed very quiet. No one was around, either far or near. The bus seemed a little lonely, driving fast on the mountain road.

Sun Dong sat in the car, leaning against Wu Dedao, with the black bag in his arms.

Wu Dedao is fifty-six years old this year. His wife left ten years ago. He only lives with his daughter. His daughter Wu Qianqian has been living with her mother because her father personally removed her mother's oxygen tube ten years ago.

She holds a grudge against her father.

After finishing college, Wu Qianqian didn't come back often, and she didn't come back to celebrate the New Year for several years.

Although Wu Dedao was very sad and sad, he knew that his daughter made such a decision because she missed her mother, so he did not blame her, as long as his daughter lived well outside.

Now that Sun Dong is by my side, looking at his naive and handsome face, I suddenly feel a little comfort in my heart. It would be great if this young man could spend the New Year at home with me this year.

After thinking about it, when I looked at Sun Dong, there was more love in his eyes. ??

Sun Dong sat there, holding his bag with both hands, looking straight ahead, with a blank look on his face. He was in an unconscious state, and he could only breathe, speak, and have the needs of life.

The whole brain is almost blank, and the IQ is certainly not very high.

The car was driving on the mountain road. Every time it passed a village, the car would stop. Some young people would get out of the car with large and small bags. Under the car were their relatives who came to greet them. They were all laughing and laughing. This was a blessing.

time.

The car swayed and finally stopped at Wujiatun. Wu Dedao smiled and said to Sun Dong, "Child, we are home."

Although Sun Dong was still confused, he still listened to Wu Dedao's words. He held his bag and helped the old man lift his luggage with his other hand.

When the two people were walking home along the narrow path in the village, many busy villagers saw them.

"Old Wu, what's going on? My daughter didn't come back. She brought a boy back. This means she picked up a son."

When he heard someone joking with him, Wu Dedao smiled cheerfully and said, "Yes, I picked up a young man at the station. He is quite honest and honest. He has no home, so I brought him here."

"How are you going to arrange for him to be brought here? Should he be a son-in-law or a son?" Mother Zhao on the side asked cheerfully, holding a box containing sand for frying peanuts.

"Haha, he's neither a son nor a son-in-law, but this young man can't find a home. I'll bring him back to celebrate the New Year." Wu Dedao felt sad when he heard someone mention his daughter. His daughter probably won't come back this year.

.

Counting this year, his daughter Wu Qianqian has not been home for three years. Not only has she not been home to celebrate the New Year in the past three years, she has rarely contacted him. Sometimes when he calls her, she ignores him.

Thinking about it, he couldn't blame her. What daughter doesn't love her mother? At that time, he had no choice but to remove his wife's oxygen tube with tears.

He wanted to explain to his daughter, but he couldn't. If he didn't remove the oxygen tube, someone would have to be in the hospital.

The hospital has been with him all the time, and his wife has become a vegetative state. The annual expenses are very high, and the father and daughter cannot afford it.

If that happens, teenage Wu Qianqian may not be able to go to school.

With no choice but to do so, Wu Dedao finally made a choice that would cause him a lifetime of pain. He pulled out the oxygen tube and ended his wife's life.

Thinking about his wife who had passed away and his daughter who was not home, Wu Dedao felt pain in his heart, but there was no way to cure this pain.

Wu Dedao's originally good mood suddenly turned gloomy, and he silently led Sun Dong back home.

This is a standard house in the north, with four large tile-roofed houses and a large yard. The yard is in a mess because he has been away from home all year round, and there are no livestock or other living things.

There were several poplar trees in the yard, so the ground was covered with rotting leaves, soaked in the setting sun and in a state of ruin.

"We're all home now. I forgot to ask you what your name is." Wu Dedao opened the door, took the luggage from Sun Dong's hand, then pulled a chair over and motioned for Sun Dong to sit down.

asked.

Sun Dong shook his head and replied, "I don't have a name."

"Ah, how is that possible? Everyone is born with a name, otherwise I will call you Xiaosan." Wu Dedao said with a smile.

"Why do you call me mistress?"
To be continued...