Thinking of this, Wu Daguang sat on the kang and was having a silly joy.

"Dad, aren't you hot?" Xinghua came in and saw her father sitting on the kang and laughing silly.

"What's wrong?"

"The fire last night was too much, and the kang was very hot." Xinghua said with her mouth pouting.

After Xinghua said this, Wu Daguang, who was slow to react, felt that his butt was hot. He hurriedly got off the kang and took off the bedding from the kang. It seemed that he was going to build a stove outside the house. The soup must be heated, and the earthen kang at home couldn't help but burn like this.

After cleaning up, Wu Daguang moved the abandoned stove in the house, took out an iron can from it, put five dollars in it, and the apricot blossoms entered, turning around and not looking.

Wu Daguang wondered: "What's wrong with Apricot blossoms?"

"The apricot blossom shouldn't be seen, Daddy shouldn't hide money in front of the apricot blossom next time."

In searching for memory, Wu Daguang seemed to have once before, hiding money because Xinghua peeked at him and hiding apricot blossoms.

"It's okay, dad's money is your money. Go and put on new clothes."

"If you don't wear it, you will have to wait until the Chinese New Year."

It's only summer now, and I have to wait for the Chinese New Year for several months, and the clothes I buy are also summer.

"Be good at Xinghua, my father will buy you a new one during the New Year." Wu Daguang stuffed the 30 cents in his hand to Xinghua: "I'll give you 30 cents of pocket money."

The apricot blossom seemed to be scared, and his body was pulled back, his eyes were extremely frightened: "Dad, don't have apricot blossom, don't have apricot blossom."

Wu Daguang became a father for the first time. The monk was confused and just gave him some money. Shouldn't the child be happy?

"What's wrong with Xinghua? Are you sick?"

Xinghua shook her head: "I was not sick. Before Sister Lihua was sold, her father gave her money."

Wu Daguang laughed with a whisper. There was indeed such a thing in the village. Pear blossoms were sold to a cripple man in the next village as his wife. I heard that they were about to give birth, and early marriage and early childbirth were very common in rural areas. Otherwise, how could he have a four-year-old daughter just at twenty-one?

Wu Daguang couldn't help but reach out and touch Xinghua's head: "Don't worry, how could Dad sell you? Dad will let you live a good life? We made 8.3 yuan today. It won't take long to pay off the debt and live in a house that is bigger than his house selling pork."

"Then Xinghua doesn't have any money. If you want to pay it back earlier, they all said that our family can't pay it back. I believe my father will definitely pay it back."

Wu Daguang stuffed Qian Qian into Xinghua's small pocket: "Hold it, otherwise my father will be angry. This is our father-in-law's little secret. Tell others that you can't build a big house."

Xinghua grinned at her little mouth and nodded constantly.

"Also, don't cry anymore. Children who love to cry will become ugly in the future. If they become ugly, their father will not like Xinghua."

The apricot blossoms blinked their big eyes, watery and very spiritual.

In the afternoon, Wu Daguang continued to make broth and worked hard until late at night before falling asleep.

I got up in the middle of the night, and I had no transportation tools at home. I took a cart with my legs to go to the next town to go to the market. The journey was much longer. It took a day just to go back and forth. I set off in the middle of the night and waited for it, and it was almost five o'clock in the morning.

After packing up everything, Wu Daguang did not wake up Xinghua who was sleeping, and pulled out the cart alone.

In the darkness, the idle Er Laizi ran into Wu Daguang who had just left the house. He felt that Wu Daguang wanted to run away at night and escape from debt.

In the mind of a good thing, he didn't say anything, jumped into Wu Daguang's house, slid on the window, and saw the sleeping apricot blossoms through the moonlight.

Er Laizi was looking for it and evading debts without taking care of his daughter, which was a burden.

After a night, the two Laizi showed up and went to the village chief.

Before he could reach the village chief's house, he shouted in the street in the middle of the night: "Village Chief, Wu Daguang took his family's things to escape debts, and that pauper Wu Daguang ran away."

After he heard this, the lights were on around him and they walked out to inquire about the situation.

"What did you say? Wu Daguang ran away?"

"I saw it with my own eyes. Wu Daguang has been walking for a while. I saw that he was taking the guy to eat. It seems that he would not come back." Er Laizi said confidently.

"He still owes our family twenty dollars." The villagers said anxiously.

"Your family is only twenty, but our family is fifty yuan. We were killed by the gods. We kindly lend it to him and ran away."

"No, Daguang looks honest, he can't do such a thing."

"The more honest a person is, the more anxious he can do anything."

"Chasing, hurry up and go to the town. He must have taken the bus to the town."

The village chief walked out of the yard while dressing. His skin looked dark as he had been digging out of the soil all his life. He was old and his skin was dull and he came out with a crutch. He heard the villagers talking about Wu Daguang, and the wrinkles on his forehead became deeper.

When Er Laizi saw the village chief, his calf rushed to the village chief step by step, and the newspaper exclaimed in the exclamation of the world: "You don't know, village chief, Wu Daguang left his daughter behind in the middle of the night and ran away."

The village chief chopped his crutch: "What nonsense? He just ran away when he went out in the middle of the night? Don't you go out in the middle of the night and steal chickens and crops every day?"

"Then I don't owe everyone money. I saw Wu Daguang running away with his family, and his daughter was still sleeping in the house. Wu Daguang is someone, and he can give up his daughter. There is nothing he can't do. I hope he will come back and pay back the money. I can't see it." Er Lai Zi analyzed with a firm look, with an expression that was not serious.

"Okay, go to Daguang's house to have a look."

The village chief took a large group of people to Wu Daguang's house. Wu Daguang's house was originally a wooden fence gate. When a group of people entered the door, they really scared the apricot blossoms sleeping in the house. They looked for their father left and right, but their father was not there, so they had to curl up in the corner with a quilt in their arms, looking at a group of uninvited guests from the same village in horror.

"Xinghua, where is your father?" A woman in the village questioned, not treating the apricot blossoms on the kang as a child at all.

Xinghua was so scared that she didn't dare to say a word.

Er Laizi became even more arrogant. He stepped on the bedding of Wu's family and pulled the apricot blossoms off the kang: "I'm mute, where is your father Wu Daguang?"

Xinghua had never seen such a scene. She was so scared that she was so scared that she burst into tears in her eyes that she refused to cry. She remembered that her father didn't like her crying.

"I, I don't know." Xinghua's little hand tightened the 30 cents in her pocket, fearing that she would be snatched away.

When Erlaizi saw this scene, he pulled Xinghua, reached out to take it into Xinghua's pocket, took out 30 cents, and put it in his pocket.

"This is given to me by my father, please give it to me." Seeing Er Laizi snatching the money, Xinghua was about to grab it back immediately.

Erlaizi waved his hand in disgust, pushed down Xinghua and said to everyone: "See it, give Xinghua 30 cents before leaving, in order to reduce guilt."

The woman who came to collect debts together found a corner of her clothes in the quilt, and pulled out a new piece of child's clothes. The woman held the new clothes and said to the village chief: "The big light is so poor that it's hard to eat, and there is still money to buy clothes for her daughter. If she didn't leave, she would be willing to buy clothes for her daughter. Village chief, what should I do? He ran away from this thing, who will pay for our money?"
Chapter completed!