Green Life

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At that time, the door was only 0.001 kilometers away from Mark Qin, but after half a quarter of an hour, the family would decide to take him in because he decided to tell a lie~

At the dining table in the courtyard, three people sat around.

"There used to be a real home in front of me. I didn't cherish it. I regretted it when I lost it. If God gives me another chance..."

Well, the above is Ma Keqin's obscenity, the real situation is~~

"Master, I'm actually...an orphan, without a home. I grew up in an orphanage. When I was seven or eight years old, the orphanage was closed. Later... I wandered around. I just came here a while ago..."

The old man frowned, and Ai Ming suddenly froze. Is he also an orphan?

"I went to call the uncles and aunts who took me in just now, and found that they are no longer there, and I can't find them..."

Ai Ming listened, the small eyeballs had slowly started to snap off.

"Master, I'll leave tomorrow morning, I won't embarrass you," Ma Keqin felt a little tired, what's the matter, telling such a big lie, but in this world, he is indeed an orphan

"Oh, grandpa, he is so pitiful, why don't we take him in~~", Ai Ming cried.

"Good granddaughter, don't cry." Xu Shi recalled the past, the old man sighed for a while, his eyes were wet, and he raised his head and muttered to himself: "You do evil, you poor children, you are all poor children."

The old man hugged his granddaughter and said to Ma Keqin: "Little friend, you stay with me first, and I will think of a way later"

Ma Keqin was at a loss for a while, but he still has the innate bonus of being a child to deceive others!

From the moment he entered the house, Ma Keqin deduced from all aspects that there was no hostess and hostess in this house. The grandpa and grandson depended on each other for life. There is nowhere to go, let's take a step and see.

Ma Keqin is now a child in his teens, and it may have reminded the old man of Amin's life experience. Afterwards, Ma Keqin took in Ma Keqin surprisingly smoothly. , do a good deed while I am alive, and leave by myself, Ai Ming can also have a companion and support.

The old man asked the neighborhood committee to go to the neighborhood committee for adoption, and checked the child's information, but found nothing, as if it appeared out of nowhere, and slowly the neighbors in the neighborhood were relieved. These days, there are orphans, traffickers, and beggars. It is rare for Keqin to be so white and clean, and it is a blessing in misfortune that he was not harmed by criminals.

What else can Mark Qin say, he can only try his best to be a child.

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"Brother, eat what you want, it's delicious," a little girl with a ponytail on the road stretched out her arms and brought a bunch of candied haws to a boy's mouth, muttering while babbling.

It was Ma Keqin and Ai Ming. Ai Ming was still dressed in plain clothes, but his face was clean, his eyes were bright, his smile was like a crescent moon, and his mouth was full of sugar scum.

"You eat, I don't like to eat this, it's a toothache," Ma Keqin said to Ai Ming while walking, wearing a vest, shorts, plastic sandals, and pulling a small cart. Ma Keqin still didn't call this little girl Sister, through caring for him like a brother, the little girl recognized this brother who fell from the sky from the bottom of her heart.

Ma Keqin has been here for almost a year. The family relies on the old man's pension, which is very tight. Every month, more than half of the old man's medicine money will be taken out. It is impossible to afford the various expenses of the two children. As the saying goes , Half a child eats a poor old man, and often cannot make ends meet every month, and usually rely on neighbors to help out as much as they can, but it is not a long-term solution.

Although Ma Keqin has a young body, he can't really treat himself as a child. Since he lived here, facing the kind-hearted grandpa and grandson,

So he took the initiative to go out to do errands. At the beginning, the uncle didn't agree, and insisted on sending him to school, which would kill Ma Keqin. In any case, he had to show his hand, so that the old man thought he was a Wenqu star. Self-taught, I feel very relieved, and I can still tutor Ai Ming, so I won't mention it anymore, and I will only talk about it in junior high school.

Now it’s the summer of 2003. During this year, Ma Keqin has done everything, delivering goods, pulling coal, practicing stalls, and even dumping pirated disks in Zhongguancun. He is taller, stronger, and his skin is darker. He is no longer that fair The little Zhengtai, busy talking about filling up the shortfall, is that there are too few things children can do, and the bosses in the capital dare not hire child labor, and after a year of understanding, although this world is basically the same as the previous life, there are many Things are different. A teenager who wants to cheat the world basically has no way.

It's the weekend, Ai Ming accompanied his elder brother to deliver goods to Uncle Liu in the small shop, and just came back. Ai Ming loves to eat candied haws, and it happened to be sold when he came back. Usually, Ai Ming is not willing to eat. Today is a special day. Days later, Ma Keqin felt sorry for his sister who came suddenly, so he forced to buy it for her.

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When he got home, Ma Keqin put the cart at the door, just in time for his neighbor Aunt Sun to come back from shopping.

"Obviously, Xiaoqin, I'm going to deliver the goods again, Xiaoqin, don't get tired out of your body, I'll go back to stew the pig's trotters in a while, and I'll get you a bowl after the stew is over, and make up for it. , Hey, hard life”, Aunt Sun was holding a vegetable basket in one hand, chatting with the two children.

"Aunt Sun, thank you for always thinking about me. I look strong." Ma Keqin bent his biceps and said with a smile.

"Heh, you kid, you're still strong with only two ounces of flesh. Don't work too hard at ordinary times. If you have any difficulties, tell auntie."

"Okay, thank you"

"This kid is really sensible"

"That's right, it doesn't matter who it is." Ai Ming held Mark Qin's arm, looking like a proud little peacock.

"You girl, hehehe, as long as you can, come and get the pig's trotters later"

"Promise to complete the task," Ai Ming snapped a military salute to Aunt Sun.

"Haha, this kid"

"Aunt Sun, go slowly," Ma Keqin rubbed Ai Ming's head, turned and walked into the yard.

Grandpa's body is getting weaker day by day. Now he has to walk with a cane to walk a few steps in the yard. There are more and more freckles on his face, and his thin body can be blown away by a gust of wind, but the old man still persists hard. Keqin knew that the old man couldn't let go of his granddaughter.

Entering the house, there are two portraits hanging on the north wall, and there is a small altar under it. There are incense burners and fruits on the table. The old man is sitting on a chair, staring at the portraits in a daze.

Ai Ming opened the bag, took out fresh fruits, put on the altar, tidied his clothes, took out three more incense sticks, lit them and swayed, muttering.

Ma Keqin leaned against the door, and suddenly felt like a sacred ceremony was opened, reaching directly to the heart, an eleven-year-old child, and an old man in his dying years. This kind of ceremony has been going on for several years, and they should not have come here. To bear, but the weight of life that everyone is born to bear is also destined.

The dead are gone!

The old man said with tears in his eyes: "Zikun, Qiuming, it's been eight years. You've been doing well there, Mingming and I have come to see you again." Wiping away his tears, "I told you last time There's a newcomer at home, I brought them today." The old man turned his head and waved to Mark Qin, "Xiaoqin, come here"

Ma Keqin walked up to Ai Ming, hugged Ai Ming who was crying silently, and made her sob on her shoulder. The old man took his other hand and said to the portrait: "Zikun, Qiuming, look, this It's Xiaoqin, capable and sensible, and he will be an official part of our family from now on, brother Aiming, please be happy!"

Then he took Ma Keqin's hand with both hands, stared at his face and said kindly: "Son, remember, from now on, this is your home..."

~~~~~

Home, home?

In his previous life, Ma Keqin was always a caring person, he was filial to his parents, and he also worked hard to manage his own small family. Only after working for many years can he realize what is a home and what is the warmth of a home. It took him many years to understand family, but once he missed some things at the beginning, he would never have another chance, and he would regret it for the rest of his life.

This year, the old man worked hard, and Ai Ming became more and more sensible. He didn't have to worry about his studies and housework. He didn't have to worry about any big things. He boiled medicine for his grandfather every day, watched TV, tutored his homework, and did odd jobs. The past year has been very flat, really flat as water.

Ma Keqin traveled through time and space, became smaller, and discarded the utilitarianism of the previous life, money, success, ideals, nothing unexpected, just like a glass of boiled water, plain, but pure peace of mind, transparent!

Over the past year, the little things in the yard have already penetrated into my heart, not just pity, sympathy, and repayment...

So warm, only family members can give you pure sunshine.

Ma Keqin only felt a heat pervading his limbs, and a kind of satisfaction filled his heart, as if this was the most important thing in the world, and he had nothing else to ask for.

Ma Keqin hugged Ai Ming, held his grandfather's hand, looked at the kind men and women in the portrait, and said in a slightly immature voice: "Uncle and aunt, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Grandpa and Ai Ming!"

Don't know if the loved ones in another world are okay?

...

The old man knew his health well, so he asked Ai Ming to do his homework, and the old man left Ma Keqin alone.

He helped the old man to lie on the bed and lean on the pillow. The old man looked at him, and the more he looked at him, the more he liked him. He took what Mark Qin did this year and remembered it in his heart.

The old man held his hand and said slowly: "Xiaoqin, you have really worked hard this year. Although you are only twelve years old, you usually speak and act like an adult. Without you, my body would have How difficult, oh"

"Grandpa, why don't our family be so alienated, I was afraid that I would be homeless if you didn't take me in at the beginning!"

"Good boy..., Grandpa saw you right." The old man was a little emotional, and continued: "My own body knows it, and I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this winter. Grandpa knows that you are not like ordinary children. I know what I know."

The old man said in his heart that this child has suffered so much since he was a child. The children of the poor have long been in charge of the family. In the mountains, many five or six-year-old children can cut grass and feed pigs, and work in the fields.

Thinking of this old man, he became more and more kind, like discussing with an adult, and continued: "Obviously her parents died when she was three years old, and the only thing I worry about is this child. Usually, in order not to make me sad, I always I sometimes hide and cry secretly at night, I know that, she has no father or mother, and she is often bullied by children outside..."

As he said that, the old man left two lines of tears. Mark Qin stepped forward to help the old man wipe his cheeks, and comforted him, saying, "Grandpa, don't worry, I will protect Mingming from now on, and no one will bully her again."

"okay……"

"Obviously his father is my eldest son, and obviously there is also a younger aunt who went to study in the UK very early. I opposed it at the beginning, but she hated me very much. In those years, alas."

Ma Keqin knew that the old man should be talking about the years of turbulent thinking not long after the reform and opening up.

"Later... Later, I had no contact with her. I only received a letter from her in the first two years. I found out that she was married and was with a foreigner. Alas, I wrote her a letter a while ago. I think after I leave, I will send you The two are entrusted to her, she is Mingming's only relative in the world, you will help grandpa take care of Mingming in the future, okay?"

"Well," Mark Qin nodded heavily.

The old man smiled, "I don't know if she can come back in time", he looked at the west, eager to see through, as if he had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and saw his youngest son.